Chapter 203: The Victim Comes Knocking

"Though it's not as satisfying as eating it myself, it still takes the edge off. Jaeger! Hurry up! That last piece! Quick! The last one's the best!" Maria commanded Jaeger, seated beside her on a custom chair, to wield her chopsticks across the table.

Only those linked to Maria and her fellow Dinergates displayed eagerness, relishing the food.

Others didn't react much, knowing they could eat too; it was just a regular dinner.

As for HK416, who had previously claimed she didn't need to eat and only needed to recharge, she now had a face like a contented cat, and the small doll beside her was like her mini-me.

"Hehe! These two look like a mother and daughter! They're like two peas in a pod!"

When HK416 wasn't paying attention, MDR used the chopstick movements to cover the shutter sound of her phone, taking a picture and quickly posting it anonymously online.

After finishing the meal, everyone returned to their respective dormitories. The evening was usually free time for them to engage in their own activities.

However, besides browsing on their phones, there wasn't much else to do here during free time.

MG3, who had been slacking off somewhere before, didn't immediately leave this time. Instead, she stayed in the kitchen and helped G36 with washing dishes. As she put it, if she slacked off all day, she might get fired by the boss.

So she wouldn't refuse to do some work when necessary.

Renault knew where this girl had been lazing off before; it was in the newly completed breeding facility.

The air conditioning facilities there were very complete, so the temperature was very comfortable. MG3 even made herself a lounge chair out of scraps.

While Renault checked on the condition of the animals, she napped in the small office at the entrance of the breeding facility.

After dinner, Renault didn't immediately rest; there was still plenty of time left, and he had to make use of it.

Now that the basic frameworks of the vertical farm and the breeding facility were in place, the remaining task was to manage them slowly.

He didn't aim to produce a large quantity of various crops, but at least they should be self-sufficient.

Currently, most of the expenses were for the food and drinks of his girls. With the farm and breeding facility, this situation should improve, and it would also give his people something to do.

To be honest, Renault didn't feel safe in this world where he frequently encountered ELID infected. Just a few hundred workers or a few dozen sailors could mutate into seemingly invincible infected individuals.

And with so many people in this world, the true situation of the ELID infected was probably not optimistic.

As Renault sat at the dining table, scribbling and drawing in his notebook, the small doll who had been following HK416 approached, rubbing her swollen belly.

She glanced at Renault, who was working with his head down, then got up and walked toward the kitchen.

"Hmm? What's wrong? Haven't you eaten enough?" Seeing the timid girl walking in, G36 was surprised, restraining herself from frowning and asked softly.

"I want... to help..."

"Oh? You're such a good kid! Have you done this before?"

Before G36 could speak, MG3, with a smile on her face, greeted the girl and took off her rubber gloves, patting the girl's head affectionately.

As for why everyone liked to pat heads? It was just highly appropriate; one could easily put their hand on the head of a child.

Why pat anywhere else? Some strange place?

"Yeah." Hearing MG3's words, the small doll nodded, took the gloves from MG3's hand, and awkwardly started to work.

"MG3, don't slack off all the time. Don't just stand there foolishly. There are gloves in the cabinet, and there's someone outside who wants to help. If you want to help, just come in directly, no need to hide." G36 wasn't as polite with MG3 and directly spoke up, also pointing out HK416 who was hiding outside.

While Renault was sketching designs at the dining table, a slight vibration suddenly came from outside the window.

Without surprise, someone was coming.

Tsk, it seemed that some warning devices needed to be installed in the vicinity of the factory area. How could they rely on him as a living radar every time someone came?

It wasn't enemies arriving, otherwise, if armed helicopters came, his newly built factory would be completely wiped out by a round of rocket fire.

Another transport helicopter arrived, but it wasn't as exaggerated as the one he snatched before; it was just an ordinary transport helicopter used to deploy small groups of troops.

As Renault walked towards the exit, G36, who had just taken out two boxes of homemade rum-flavored ice cream from the freezer as a reward for HK416 and her, handed them to HK416 and then ran out with MG3.

When Renault walked out of the dormitory building, M1 Garand and SPAS-12 had already picked up their weapons and were standing guard outside.

Of course, if they hadn't seen that the helicopter wasn't carrying any external weapon systems, they probably would have worn their powered exoskeletons and not just carried their imprinted weapons.

"Commander, it's Statesec's helicopter," M1 Garand informed Renault as he approached.

"Yeah, I figured it was them," Renault replied. He hadn't had much interaction with the Statesec before. He hadn't seen those people from Statesec Three for a long time, and they wouldn't deliberately come to a place like this to find him.

The only ones who might come knocking soon after their recent conversation and with two of their underlings in his hands were probably just Angelia.

As the helicopter landed on the open space in the factory area, M1 Garand and the others immediately raised their weapons, while a few doll figures gradually emerged from behind them.