Chapter 368: Strange Taste

"What kind of place is this!? Let me out of here!" Executioner screamed frantically, looking around at the empty white space.

She had just been lost in thought for a moment! But when she came to, she found herself in this strange space!

Her injuries had been repaired, but there was nothing in this space except for a glowing room door.

And inside the door, it was pitch black, making it impossible to see what was inside.

Who would enter such a suspicious room!?

"What are you doing here!? Why haven't you gone over there yet!?" Just as Executioner was frantically yelling, the voice of Scarecrow suddenly sounded from beside the room door!

"Ah! Scarecrow! How did you get here? But your body... why does it look translucent?" Executioner was startled to see Scarecrow suddenly appear beside the room door, but then she felt that something was off about Scarecrow's condition...

Could it be trying to trick her into going through that door...

"Don't just stand there! Hurry up and go to the other side of the door! Could you change your neural core quickly? I was just about to take my first bite when you were called back!"

Although ice cream can still be eaten after it melts, homemade ice cream would turn into a milkshake if it melted too much!

What's more, she had just seen Renault pick up the bowl of ice cream she brought over.

That man! Was he planning to eat even doll desserts!?

"What first bite?"

"Where did all these questions come from!? Just go in!" Seeing that Executioner still intended to stand there and ask questions, Scarecrow became impatient and walked up to her, grabbing her and pushing her towards the room door.

"This!? This is impossible! How can your strength be greater than mine!"

Among the Sangvis team, she was the only doll for frontal assault, and her output was the highest among the three of them!

While Scarecrow's body was the lowest in performance!

Most of Scarecrow's body was used to carry electronic devices and command equipment for drones.

But now the situation had reversed! Executioner was like a kitten in Scarecrow's hands!

"Stop talking nonsense, go in!"

Scarecrow didn't waste time talking to Executioner, she just threw her into the room door in front of her, then clapped her hands.

"Strength in the mental space is not determined by body performance, and even if you repair yourself, we'll still be in the same situation."

All of Renault's doll bodies were the same model. Although there might be slight differences in weight due to the doll's body type and figure, they weren't significantly different.

While speaking, Scarecrow also withdrew from the mental space, opened her eyes, and immediately looked at the bowl on the table in front of her.

"It's in the fridge, help yourself."

Renault wouldn't compete with Scarecrow for food; he wasn't that idle. If Executioner hadn't been reluctant to enter the new neural core, he might have already gone to install the power system equipment for the spaceship.

"Huh? Oh..." Thinking that Renault had eaten the ice cream she brought over, Scarecrow glanced somewhat embarrassedly at the small fridge in the workshop. She hadn't realized that the small fridge from the workshop had also been brought over.

And because Executioner was uncooperative during the mind transfer, Renault hadn't bothered to make a temporary body for her, nor had he connected her neural core to the computer. Anyway, her new body would be ready soon.

During these few hours, she could calm down by herself in the mental space.

...

"Mmm! Why does this biscuit taste so weird! Are MREs not meant for human consumption!? Kalina! Is there nothing else to eat? Why is it always MREs every day!? They all taste strange!"

If the taste were normal, it would be tolerable, but these MREs always had a strange taste, like rotten wood that had traveled through time, yet their production dates were all recent, with several years to go before expiration.

Gentiane's face turned ugly as she loudly called for Kalina, trying to get some edible food out of this merchant.

"Sob... I don't know either, but the base's funds have been used to apply for new dolls, equipment, and some supporting facilities. Where is there any spare money?" Kalina said while also holding a biscuit from an MRE in her mouth.

This was the least unpleasant part of these MREs; most of the others had quite a strange taste.

At their stall, FNC held a package of biscuits different from MREs. She walked by, her cheeks bulging.

Seeing FNC passing by from outside the command room, Gentiane rushed out immediately!

"FNC! Where did you get that thing in your hand!?"

"Uh!? Uh! No! This isn't from the storage, even the commander can't... can't..." Faced with Gentiane's fiery gaze, FNC, originally intending to justify her food, finally trembled and handed over the biscuit in her hand.

Her watery eyes were completely like saying, "I dare cry if you dare to eat!"

"It doesn't seem to be Griffin's supplies, is it something you found outside during patrol?"

Kalina came over to take a look. To ensure the combat effectiveness of the dolls and provide some benefits to tactical dolls, Griffin headquarters did allocate quite a few snacks and other items to various branch bases.

However, these food items were often consumed on the day they were issued, and the quantity was too small, barely enough to eat.

FNC shook her head, "No, I got it from MP5, and I heard she got it from another MP5."

"Ah..." Hearing FNC's words, Gentiane shook her head with a headache. Although the base's combat strength was steadily increasing, the funds were always tight. If headquarters didn't send a few more missions soon, she would have to dip into her own pocket to add some items to her food list.

But then... eating well by herself while letting her own dolls watch on the side made her feel a bit guilty...

"Oh, Commander, nice to see you again. I have some tasks I'd like to entrust to you..."

"STOP! Don't tell me it's another data collection mission in the SF occupied area!?" Seeing Persica's face, Gentiane instinctively shouted loudly.

"No no no, I heard that you've been constantly fighting Sangvis recently, so, could you help collect some samples of Sangvis Ferri dolls?"

Collecting samples? That's not too bad, it sounds more reliable than collecting data.

"Okay, then..."

"I'll leave it to you! I've sent you the active areas of Sangvis for you to check. Be sure to check it out."

"Hey! Wait..."

Before Gentiane could stop Persica, she hung up the communication, leaving Gentiane standing there. She was intending to inform Persica about M4A1's return, but now she was frozen in place.