Chapter 137: T-Dolls Aren't Almighty

"Oops! The arms are put on backwards! And who has two right arms!? And one long and one short! P90! What are you thinking!"

"MP5! Your upper body and lower body are facing the wrong way!"

"And whose extra power core is this on the ground!? Who didn't install a power core!?"

"Whose pile of nanofiber bundles lefy this behind!? Do you want to become naturally disabled!?"

Initially, Renault was quite happy that NZ75 and the others were willing to help...

Until he saw this mess after dinner...

"Hahaha! What is this!? Why would someone put their arms on their back! Ahahaha!" Destroyer, who was also full and tipsy, came over to join the fun. She hadn't noticed before dinner, but now...

Well, this isn't assembling T-Doll bodies at all, it's clearly constructing artifacts from the Cthulhu mythos!

A-91 was also full and didn't feel like moving, but when she saw NZ75 and the others coming to help after eating, she thought about whether she should also assemble her own body. However, as soon as she came over and saw Renault calling out in distress, she quickly slipped away. She'd rather leave the body assembly to the Commander; she didn't want to accidentally spill drinks inside her body and end up intermittently crashing in the future.

"Sorry, Commander, it seems like... we're making things worse..." Looking at the two extra armor plates next to her body and the oddly shaped features on her own body, NZ75 lowered her head somewhat dejectedly and said to Renault.

"Sigh, forget it, it's nothing. I'll do it myself. I was too naive before, thinking that since NZ75 and the others were like hardworking bees, they could organize and assemble the parts of these T-Doll bodies according to the drawings. But in the end, I was too naive. Even M1 Garand can blow up the kitchen just making a meal, and P38 is always unlucky, often losing money while shopping... these strange characteristics that can't be quantified by T-Doll performance..."

To be honest, in Renault's understanding, this kind of situation was simply impossible, after all, they were T-Dolls, and various computational modules should have already anticipated and prevented such situations.

But it happened anyway, just like now, this group of T-Dolls was holding design drawings but couldn't assemble the bodies according to them...

Destroyer had originally planned to continue watching the show with Renault, but as soon as she took a step, Renault grabbed her by the head, "You, hurry back after eating, scarecrow is still waiting for you to bring things back, isn't it?"

"Hey, what's the rush? What's wrong with staying a bit longer? Okay, okay! I'm going back now! Hmph!" Reminded by Renault, Destroyer remembered that she didn't just come here to play, she still had a task to complete.

She came here to escort the convoy, so naturally, she had to escort it back as well, otherwise, wouldn't she lose money on the round trip? The upper echelons of Sangvis Ferri had no intention of giving their elite T-Dolls a vacation.

If she delayed too long, she might be forced back to the factory for adjustments, lying in the repair pod for a day or two, which was not a situation she wanted to see.

"Here, take this. It's a bit heavy, and there are fragile items inside. It's best to find a stable place to put it, or tie it to the heads of a few Prowler units. The shock absorption system of the patrolling units is quite good." MG3 handed the huge package next to Jaeger to Destroyer.

Inside were a lot of food and drinks, as well as some clothes selected by BM59 and M1 Garand for the Scarecrow, just buying whatever came to mind, there were all sorts of things inside.

But there was still a lot of food, so the weight of this package was not light, at least over a hundred, nearly two hundred kilograms.

"Is the shock absorption system of the Prowler units really good? How do you know?" As she reached out to take the huge package, Destroyer tilted her head curiously and asked.

"Cough, of course, because I've used it. The reasons are complicated, but anyway, this package is a bit heavy, are you sure you can handle it?" Before letting go, MG3 had to confirm first, after all, there were fragile items inside the box, and if they fell to the ground, it would be over.

"Of course! I'm not a civilian T-Doll made by IOP! I'm military made! Elite military T-Doll! My strength is very... ouch!" Although it was unknown how much Destroyer weighed, it was clear that it did not exceed the weight of the huge package in MG3's hands, so as soon as MG3 let go, the petite Destroyer was directly knocked forward by the box.

Seeing this, MG3 quickly grabbed the package, "Oops! Be careful, I think you should just call a few Prowler units over and put this thing on them directly, or just put it on those cargo trucks that are transporting goods."

Humiliated! The elite SF T-Doll Destroyer couldn't even lift a package!?

Of course, it's not that she couldn't lift it, but this thing exceeded her weight, so after lifting it, she could only hold it above her head, not to mention that her arms seemed a bit too short to hold it.

Just the unstable center of gravity was enough to make her fall several times on the way from the factory area to the city gate.

In the end, MG3 and Jaeger accompanied Destroyer and delivered the package to the gate of the city's quarantine wall, where it was loaded onto a truck heading to the port. After all, although the patrolling units were stable, their carrying capacity was not that great. If you wanted to move such a large package, you would need four Prowler units combined.

Meanwhile, Renault was looking at the screens full of red alerts after checking the T-Doll bodies.

The torsos were reversed, the arms were in the wrong position, these were all minor issues, at least the internal components were not seriously damaged. The most serious problem was actually NZ75's body, she misplaced the armor plates inside her body.

One plate misplaced, and the rest followed suit...

And RFB, after finishing installation, still had a large pile of nanofiber bundles left to install. Without these bundles that mimic muscle movements, the T-Doll bodies wouldn't be able to move naturally.

By then, even if the neural cores were installed, they would probably just lie there motionless.

All in all, forgetting to install the power core for M200 was actually the smallest mistake.

"Commander... with the bodies assembled like this... is there still hope?" Looking at the screens full of error alerts, RFB couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"It's nothing, just some minor issues. It's just a bit troublesome to reinstall, as long as the parts aren't damaged, there's no problem. Go and see C96 and MP40's adaptation training, at least be mentally prepared, so you don't end up smashing the repair pod when you come out later."