Transmigrator Commander of Girls Frontline must not be a Reckless man

Chapter 462: Chapter 462: The Guide



Chapter 62 Guide

"So... can we really buy what we want here? It looks like..."

After getting off the boat, Nagant Revolver raised her hand to block the dazzling sunlight, looking helplessly at the small village with only adobe houses and thatched roofs.

"It looks like a small village with nothing, right?"

Ka-la!

A strange sound suddenly came from the side of Nagant Revolver and her group!

Nagant Revolver who had disembarked first and P38 who followed closely immediately drew their weapons. The muzzles of their guns pointing at the person who had spoken without hesitation!

"Hiss! Hey, hey, hey! Calm down! Calm down! I'm just joking! There's no need to pull out your guns, right!?"

Seeing the muzzles pointed at his forehead, and AR15 and HK416 who also held weapons in their hands, the young man who had spoken raised his hands and shouted.

"Commander, he has no life response and no Doll identification signal. He looks very strange!"

P38 frowned. As soon as she had gotten off the ship, she had used her life detection device to scan the area around the spacecraft.

No living creatures were found, nor were there any signs of Dolls or droids.

Who would have thought that just after stepping onto this land, this strange-looking man suddenly appeared. The two of them hadn't even realized where he came from!

Commander?

Upon hearing P38 refer to Renault as "Commander," the man in a gray cloak turned his gaze and began sizing up the tall figure in front of him, who was called the commander by these Dolls.

'Another hound who eats for a living?'

Seeing the weapons and equipment on these Dolls, and Renault's heavy coat which seemed to carry a lot of gear, the man quickly classified Renault and these Dolls in front of him as ordinary mercenaries.

After all, this was the largest black market base nearby, and countless mercenaries came here to find commissions to make a living.

He hadn't expected that the guy in front of him was quite up-to-date. He had actually learned from Griffin and started using tactical dolls to assist in combat?

Of course, this was a good thing. After all, being able to lower his guard and hire a doll meant that the guy in front of him wasn't rigid and inflexible. At least his life should be safe.

"Most of his body has been transformed into machinery. It's not surprising that the life detector didn't register any response."

Renault looked up and down at the man in front of him. In addition to his brain, this guy's heart had also been replaced with mechanical parts. It made sense that Nagant Revolver and P38 didn't detect it.

And since his body was directly transformed, it was completely normal for there to be no identification code on the doll.

Those parts didn't look like antiques. They were likely trial or test parts that had leaked into the black market from some company.

This guy is really daring. Isn't he afraid it might explode suddenly one day? Forget it. Anyway, even his heart has been replaced with a mechanical one. The situation before his transformation must not have been optimistic. If given a choice, he doubts many humans would take such a risky decision.

"Oh!? Good eyesight! This is an internal product produced by Ultilife! Big brother, do you need a guide? I know all the rules and regulations of the black market here!" Looking at the very calm Renault, Drake raised his hand, pointing to the small village not far away, and asked Renault with a smile.

It was no false reputation to be the largest black market base in the area. Don't be fooled by the few shabby adobe houses on the surface; what era is it now? Who doesn't know how to disguise?

Besides, this was still a black market base. How could it be openly displayed like this? The real black market base was, of course, underground!

The underground space of this black market base was at least two or three times larger than the underground base that Griffin had dug with the help of the rift. Without a guide, Renault might not be able to find his way down there.

Whether he could find his way out was one thing, and whether he'd be targeted because of his naive behavior was another.

"Okay, lead the way, and help us find these things."

Looking up at the other man, who had pulled up his cloak and shown a work badge that looked like a real work card, Renault nodded. As long as this guy wasn't here with malicious intent to rob, there would be no problem.

Anyway, it would cost money in the end. How much was the question... Renault wasn't very good at bargaining anyway. If someone could help him find the materials he wanted, whether the guide was reliable or not would be discussed later. At least it would save Renault a lot of time.

AR15 was rushing over here. If she hadn't needed to buy something else, she might have gone straight to the destination and gotten ripped off.

It wasn't her own money anyway.

Of course, Renault would never let this happen. Besides, this black market base was a mixed place, and it was unknown how many mercenaries or desperate criminals were lurking around. These guys were much harder to deal with than those Sangvis Dolls who were stubborn and could only go straight ahead.

In addition, the equipment that Drake had just used to shield the life-monitoring device might have some other strange features.

In such a chaotic environment, if one wasn't careful, the boat could capsize in the stinky ditch, which would be a huge shame!

Drake took the list of items from Renault and looked at it, frowning in surprise.

Those metal materials were easy to deal with. Although there were some rare metal minerals among them, such things weren't rare when there were more of them. As long as one was willing to spend money, enough materials could always be bought.

But the materials used to make the Doll neural core... what exactly did this guy want to do? Can't he just buy neural cores directly from the major companies? Whether it is IOP, Global Everything, or other military and civilian tactical Doll manufacturers, they all sell neural cores to the outside world.

After all, this thing was considered an accessory of the Doll, and it wasn't difficult to buy it. But the material for making the Doll neural core… anyway, Drake didn't know what it was.

But it didn't matter. He'd just ask someone and find out. Generally, such materials weren't worth a penny for an individual to buy, so this was likely a rare material in the black market.

"Are there any problems?"

"No! No problem! Leave it to me with confidence! I am the most knowledgeable guide in this base!"

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