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After all, there were almost 20 people including Moyin, and trying to squeeze into an RV was definitely not a pleasant journey.
"How could that be? This is not an ordinary RV. This RV alone cost me four million resource points. It uses the future space folding technology. There are thirty-six beds in it, and it also has a small restaurant and bar, as well as space for entertainment. It is more than enough for the fifteen of us to live in. I think you will like it."
Moyin proudly took out the key and opened the car door, and the tactical figures walked into the RV one after another.
"Agent, I'll leave the driving to you. I'll show these newcomers the facilities in this RV."
"Yes, Master."
The agent gracefully lifted her skirt and walked towards the driver's seat, while Moyin took the others to visit the facilities in the RV.
"Hey, this is really good, it can be regarded as a mobile harem. As expected of you, you are willing to spend money on your harem."
After the visit, RPK16 gave a fair evaluation.
"Hey, are you guys, the King of Chatterboxes, holding a seminar in private? What's this about a mobile harem? It's just a vehicle, okay..."
Moyin was speechless. He really doubted whether MDR was secretly talking dirty to RPK16.
"Hey, aren't we the tactical dolls following you your women?"
RPK16 pointed at 416 and others.
"of course!"
"That's a harem."
"Boring, I'm going to sleep, call me if there's a mission."
AK15 lay down on the bed closest to the door and fell asleep.
"Ice cream machine!!! Moyin, Moyin, there's an ice cream machine here, which means there's ice cream to eat, right? Right, right? I want to eat ice cream!"
Mi Zhou shook Moyin's arm and acted coquettishly and sweetly.
"Well... AA12 and M99 were in charge of this area before. To be honest, I don't know how to operate the ice cream machine."
Moyin scratched his hair a little embarrassedly.
The facilities on this RV are all futuristic technology, so this ice cream machine also has a certain high-tech content. He really doesn't know how to operate it.
"Master, there is such a machine where I used to work. If I have ice cream powder or ice cream milk, I can make ice cream."
The Hanyang-style machine on the side lent a helping hand.
"Oh, I'll leave it to you then. I can exchange the ice cream ingredients with resource points."
Moyin said as he exchanged a few boxes of ice cream powder in the system mall and placed them next to the ice cream machine.
"Okay, this is my job. I used to work in a maid cafe. If the master doesn't mind, I want to turn this place into a cafe!"
There was great enthusiasm in Hanyang Zao's eyes.
"Of course I don't mind. If you need any materials or decorations, you can write me a list and I will exchange them for you directly."
"Thank you~"
Hanyang Zao happily operated the ice cream machine, and soon everyone had an extra portion of ice cream in their hands.
"Come to think of it, Commander. I'm a little interested in human bar culture. Shall we go have a couple of drinks?"
RPK16 looked at the bar area in the RV with eagerness.
"Well, it's okay to drink a little, but don't get drunk. A91 and Sixteen Pigeons had a drinking contest here before, and it caused a lot of trouble for others."
"Oh? What is what? What happens when a humanoid gets drunk?"
RPK16 asked with great interest.
Moyin's face suddenly turned black. He remembered a memory that he wanted to forget but couldn't forget.
"...A91 was drunk and vomited all over the place. AA12, who was in charge of cleaning, had a very hard time..."
"Wow, humanoids can get drunk too. How interesting! This liquid, which is supposed to be a way for humans to escape reality, actually works on us, too."
"Well, anyway, I won't say anything if you have a few drinks after a mission. It's necessary to relax moderately, but don't drink too much."
Moyin licked the ice cream. Compared with spicy alcohol, he preferred drinks and desserts with a softer taste.
Therefore, unless a tactical doll invites him, he rarely goes to the bar.
"By the way, Commander, how much can you drink?"
"Well... because of my body structure, alcohol has little effect on me... Of course, if I drink dozens of bottles of strong liquor in a short period of time, I might get drunk. Why are you asking this?"
"It's just intelligence gathering. Simple intelligence gathering. I want to know more about you, Commander. Is that not okay?"
RPK16 asked back.
"Sure, you can ask whatever you want."
Moyin shrugged, he wouldn't be missing anything to answer the question.
Next, RPK16 began to ask Moyin all kinds of detailed and tedious questions, which made Moyin wonder if she was doing a census... No, even if it was a census, it wouldn't ask so many questions.
But seeing the happy face of RPK16, he thought there was nothing wrong with answering these questions.
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RPK16 carefully noted down Moyin's answer.
She had previously observed the atmosphere between Angelica and Moyin, and it was completely a superior-subordinate atmosphere at work, without any romance at all. If this situation continued, Angelica would probably be single for the rest of her life.
As a member of the rebellious team, she had already discussed Anjie's major life issues with AK12 and AN94.
She originally wanted to use alcohol to bring the two closer together, but now it seems she has to think of other ways.
Chapter 262: Short Legs Are a Hard Flaw
On one side of the abyss outside Black Hawk City.
“Ahhhhhhhh!! Why did the signal suddenly start moving? Damn it, damn it, damn it. If this continues, there’s no way I’ll be able to catch up.”
The petite silver-haired girl held the black cat in her arms and ran away with an anxious look on her face.
"Hey, you seem to be in trouble, do you want to take a ride with the uncles?"
A dilapidated SUV appeared nearby. The window rolled down and an old man spoke to the silver-haired girl.
"Eh? Is that okay?"
The silver-haired girl asked in surprise.
"Sure, get in the car."
The SUV stopped and the silver-haired girl quickly got in.
"This direction, please, hurry up and chase him, in this direction..."
The silver-haired girl paused in her request, and a sharp... dagger with a blackened blade due to the coagulated blood of zombies was placed on her throat.
"What do you take us for, kid? Taxi drivers?"
"Give me the gun behind you, and move slowly. If you dare to resist, I will cut your neck."
"The blood on this knife will even make it difficult for you to die quickly. You will turn into a zombie, so be obedient."
The man who had just greeted her with a smile turned extremely cold.
"You are... threatening me? You want to rob me?"
The silver-haired girl was stunned for a few seconds, then asked slowly.
"Ha, of course. Are you going to cry? I hate crying little girls the most. You'd better bear with it and don't force me to kill you."
The man said impatiently.
"I understand... Sir, there really is nothing good about you. Since you dare to attack someone as excellent as me, it means that you are ready to die."
"You nagging little brat, it looks like I'm going to give you some pain, you! Uhhhhhhhhh!???"
When he was about to use a dagger to cut the throat of the silver-haired girl to let her taste his power, the man suddenly found his wrist grasped by a slender hand, and then the small palm quickly crushed his hand bones like an iron claw.
The bones were crushed alive by a strange force. I guess giving birth must be about this painful.
"You deserve to die. This is the punishment you deserve. You actually deceived a child and deceived me."
Hearing his companion's screams like a pig being slaughtered, the driver quickly stepped on the brakes to stop the car, took out a switchblade and turned around.
The black muzzle of a gun was pressed against his nose, and the cold texture made the man break out in a cold sweat instantly.
"Drive this way."
The silver-haired girl gave the order without question.
"Okay, okay."
Although he was threatened by a little girl, the other party's stern temperament made the man understand that if he dared to disobey her orders, he would really die.
The driver obediently started the engine again and drove in the direction specified by the silver-haired girl.
At this time, the man whose wrist was grabbed by the silver-haired girl had fallen into a coma due to extreme pain.
"Goodbye, you dirty sir."
The black cat in the little girl's arms nimbly jumped to the man's side, stretched out its claws to open the car door, and then jumped back into the little girl's arms. The silver-haired girl pushed the man out.
Objects were thrown suddenly from a high-speed car... The man rolled on the ground for several times like a rag bag, and finally lay in the middle of the road, bloody and mangled, without breathing.
"you?!"
When the driver saw his companion being kicked out, he subconsciously released the accelerator in anger, but the muzzle of the gun, symbolizing death, was pointed at his neck again.
"I wouldn't mind sending you to keep him company, if that's what you desire."
"You are cruel enough."
"Humph, what if I were an ordinary child? You would take away my weapons and play with my body without leaving me any dignity."
"Who would be horny for your washboard body? Feeding you is a waste of food."
The driver said sarcastically, taking advantage of the fact that the silver-haired little girl still needed him to drive for her.
"You look like you want to die. Let me give you a ride."
A sharp pain came from the side of his neck, and a sharp dagger pierced his throat.