Chapter 212: The Bed and Floor Can't Hold Up Anymore

"The goal Renault has set seems too trivial, doesn't it?" Renault, who had entered work mode, clearly had no intention of chatting, so UMP45 and the others could only huddle together and start whispering.

"Well, I think this kind of goal... might be a bit difficult... These seemingly simple goals often turn out to be the hardest to achieve, don't they?" As she spoke, UMP40 lifted UMP45 and placed her on her lap.

Caught off guard, UMP45 struggled in her grasp, but unfortunately, her slender legs couldn't break free from UMP40's control.

...

"Why don't they listen to you, Maria?" Watching the Sangvis Ferri droids busy on the production line, Jaeger asked somewhat puzzledly, poking the cheek of one of the Rippers with her finger.

Soft, just like her own cheek.

"I... I don't know? It seems like my authority isn't enough. I can only mobilize a few peripheral Scouts..." Maria scratched her head, puzzled herself. Even when she was at the port south of the main factory, she could easily mobilize all the Sangvis Ferri units there.

Yet in this seemingly smaller factory, she couldn't even mobilize the Rippers inside the factory building.

"Well, never mind. Let them stay here and continue working. Jaeger! Where's the fresh place you mentioned earlier!?"

"Yes, yes! And those luxurious furniture you talked about! The furniture in Renault's house is just too ugly!"

Joking aside, they were all just welded iron frames made of steel bars! It looks cheap at first glance! There's no style at all! It's not even good-looking!

"Follow me! It's in the hotel over there!" Perhaps to cater to Maria's mood, Jaeger didn't wear her powered exoskeleton this time, leading Maria and UMP9 toward the hotel by the seaside.

Probably because the conflict hadn't reached this area, the buildings south of the Sangvis Ferri Factory were almost intact, and the hotel Jaeger mentioned was right here.

And it didn't seem like there were any ELID infected. The people here seemed to have evacuated in advance.

Several hours later, Jaeger and Maria each carried a bed that looked quite luxurious, bringing them back triumphantly.

"What are you two doing? Why bring back two beds?" Just as they returned, M1 Garand, who was idling around, ran into them. Although the days without missions were quite leisurely, it seemed they had become too idle now.

"Of course, we're replacing the beds in the dormitory! The old ones are just too ugly!" Maria said, and together with Jaeger, she cheerfully moved the beds into their respective dormitories.

Then they quickly and skillfully cleaned the entire bed, placing their used mattresses and blankets on top.

Seeing their excited faces, M1 Garand and BM59 exchanged a glance, somewhat hesitant.

Should they tell them? About the fact that these ordinary beds couldn't support their current body weight at all?

The two beds they brought back did indeed look more than twice as good as the hastily made ones Renault had crafted, but unfortunately, they were all hotel supplies, and the quality was not as good as one imagined.

The headboard and frame were indeed made of hardwood... but the bed board...

Crack!

"Ouch!?"

However, before they could warn them, Maria had already rushed forward and pounced onto the bed she had just finished arranging... but the result was obvious.

A body weighing five to six hundred pounds fell from a height of two meters directly onto a regular bed board. Although there was a layer of cushioning, the bed Maria had personally brought back still couldn't hold up and split in half from the middle!

Seeing Maria being hit on the back of her head by the fallen bed headboard, M1 Garand and the others were about to step forward to help, but they heard another loud noise from the next room!

Crack! Crash!

Could it be that Jaeger next door also collapsed the bed, and the subsequent noise... could it be that even the floorboards were broken?

...

Seeing Maria with two nails stuck on her forehead, Renault sighed speechlessly, removed the nails, and then hurried her into the repair pod. Jaeger wasn't injured, but she had indeed cracked a gap in the floorboards.

Although it was still habitable, they would definitely have to prohibit jumping around in the rooms in the future. It was definitely his oversight to let the Dolls live on the second floor.

The issue of reducing the weight of the dolls also needed to be put on the agenda.

Even though his main goal has enough materials and basic equipment now available, which is originally planned to build a transport vehicle first.

But now, it seemed that the weight of the Dolls had become a new problem... and there was also the energy problem. The incident where Angelia shut down the power line was still fresh in his memory. Although Renault was confident that StateSec wouldn't notice anything unusual in the nuclear power plant monitoring system, accidents were always possible.

He had thought that the household problems had been more or less resolved yesterday, and he could relax a little.

But on the second day...

Not only did he have to synthesize new materials for Doll bodies and draw new designs, but he also had to deal with Maria's demands for a decent bed...

...

Sizzle!

Watching the sparks flying in front of Renault as he welded metal decorative panels onto the bed frame, Angelia's serious expression disappeared in an instant.

With a deadpan expression, Angelia, somewhat headache-inducing, asked, "So? You said you were busy earlier, It was just to make beds for these girls in your house? Are you planning to open a furniture factory!?"

This is serious business!? You rejected my conmission so decisively before! And now, it's just for this!?

"Get to the point, or I'll hang up."

Looking at Angelia on the phone screen, Renault gave her a helpless glance.

Did she really think he had a choice about it? It was Maria who started it, and then all these little rascals in the house immediately swarmed over.

Although he couldn't guarantee that he could handle everything perfectly, he still had to fulfill their small requests, right?

"I have a task for you, are you interested?" Arching an eyebrow, Angelia spoke up.

"Location, target, requirements, and how much will you pay me?" With his phone placed aside, Renault continued to weld the decorative panels, inquiring in a concise manner.

"It's simple, just a small task. It's in a city twenty-seven kilometers west of you. There's a an unruly group over there that seems to have obtained an unidentified mech from somewhere. Get the core storage of that mech. If possible, find out where it came from."

After Angelia finished speaking, she waited for Renault's reply, while Renault waited for Angelia to continue speaking.

Both sides remained silent.

After a long time, Angelia finally couldn't hold back anymore, "Could you at least ask about the money!? Does it hurt to say one more sentence!?"