Chapter 344: Arrangements

"Doesn't seem like anything is unusual?"

Renault scratched his chin as he watched the sheep standing at the door. The sheep's biological characteristics were very stable, just like Big Orange's. It showed no signs of being affected by Collapse Radiation.

"It's only been five minutes. Even if there were a reaction, it wouldn't show this quickly, right?" MG3, who had been circling the sheep observing, had a reluctant expression on her face.

Just a moment ago, they had only just eaten one sheep. If this one had problems too... then only two would remain... perhaps they could rely on the two to breed more?

"Five minutes is enough. We didn't spend five minutes looking for the cat earlier." UMP45 calculated the time. It had taken just over two minutes to find the two cats that had panicked and ran off earlier.

This sheep had already been outside for five minutes. There would definitely be some effect. Even if it were a normal animal, in five minutes, even if it didn't become severely infected due to its size, mild symptoms would still be noticeable.

However, this sheep... didn't seem to have any problems at all.

"Well, should we dissect it to take a look?" Upon hearing UMP45's suggestion, MG3 suddenly wiped her mouth and proposed.

"Dissect...? Are you just craving meat again? What's wrong with you? Every time you strongly oppose harming these little animals, but you're also the first one to suggest eating them? Also, didn't we just have hot pot?"

Renault had seen firsthand how skilled MG3 was. She had apparently worked on a ranch before, probably even switching to a slaughterhouse afterwards.

Otherwise, where did she learn such skill in handling meat? Normal doll networks wouldn't casually spread such skills in their data packets, right?

Ignoring MG3's restless demeanor, Renault led UMP40 and the others directly to the vertical farm.

Anyway, the sheep in the farm could become immune to Collapse Radiation after eating those mutated wheat shoots, even if it wasn't entirely due to the wheat shoots... adding other ingredients would suffice.

After all, Big Orange had eaten like that, becoming immune to Collapse Radiation in the end...

"Commander, the food processor is here, and it's been disinfected." G36 walked in with a quarantine box, taking out the food processor and placing it next to Renault.

By now, Renault had harvested all the vegetables and fruits from the vertical farm, even grabbing a bunch of those mutated wheat shoots from the next door.

There was no time to research what substances in these fruits and vegetables could make animals immune to Collapse Radiation. He just threw them all into the food processor and made them into a sauce, diluted it with water, and fed it to the three cats.

Desperate times call for desperate measures. Besides, apart from this crude method, there seemed to be no other options.

UMP40 and BM59, standing beside Renault, watched as he turned all the ingredients that could be thrown into the food processor into mush...

The final product was a large bucket of grayish mixture with indescribable solid-liquid mixture constantly bubbling...

"Commander, is it really safe to feed them this?" BM59 approached the bucket, worriedly sniffing the smell emanating from it. It was a strange, pungent odor that assaulted BM59's biosynthetic olfactory system.

"Ugh! What... what is this smell... just a whiff makes me feel like passing out!"

"Forget about the smell. There's no time to waste now. Quickly bring your cats over!"

"N-No! Commander! This will really kill them if they eat it, right!?"

Seeing BM59's exaggerated reaction, UMP40 stepped back, her expression resembling that of someone facing the gallows.

The appearance of this bucket of unknown substance was already very bad! If they really fed their cats with it... would they end up with a one-way ticket to hell!?

Renault furrowed his brows. He scooped up a spoonful, and stuffed it into his mouth. A strange combination of sour, sweet, grassy, and bitter tastes flooded his mouth.

But it was alright, it was slightly better than the cheap synthetic food he had eaten before. At least this was all-natural, grown in the soil... even though it was grown in pseudo zerg creeps, it was still high-quality produce without any pesticides.

It wouldn't kill them.

"Don't worry, try it yourself if you're not sure. It won't kill them. Hurry up, we don't have time to waste, they might end up dead in the isolation box if we delay any longer."

"This... alright..." UMP40 and BM59 exchanged looks of misery, like they were about to face an execution. They reluctantly handed the isolation box in their hands to G36.

Renault wasn't as cautious with these little guys as before. He directly spoon-fed each of the unlucky cuties a spoonful. BM59's plush cat, who was still able to move, immediately tried to turn away upon smelling the strange substance in the spoon, but unfortunately, it couldn't escape Renault's grip!

"Is it effective?" UMP40, watching the plush cat coughing and retching, and then looking at the two calico cats who remained still, asked anxiously.

"Wait and see. If the effect isn't obvious, we'll have to increase the dosage."

There would definitely be an effect. The plush cat had already felt it after being fed just now. The conditions of the two calico cats were improving. Their fur hadn't continued to shed, and the trend of some parts deteriorating had stopped.

Renault breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it was effective, and judging from this trend, the survival time of these cats would definitely be greatly extended. If necessary, he would go find Abram for some more shots of ELID inhibitors, and then continue feeding them vegetable juice!

Just one spoonful had already shown improvement. Maybe a few more spoonfuls later, they might be bouncing back and fighting Big Orange for food!

Apart from Renault, UMP40, and BM59, the other dolls didn't stay in the vertical farm to observe the conditions of the three cats.

They had just moved all the supplies from the dormitory building to the underground space, and there was still a lot to tidy up.

Until Renault's spacecraft was completely finished, they would probably have to stay by the spacecraft, but luckily the underground space wasn't open-air, so it wasn't considered camping in the wilderness.

Renault stayed in the vertical farm from two in the night until dawn, and only then did the conditions of the three cats truly recover.

The plush cat had the best condition. By dawn, it was already able to stand up and take a few steps on its own. Although the two calico cats couldn't stand up, they had already come out of their comatose state, just lying weakly on the table.

"Phew, luckily, this stuff works pretty well. Alright, you two keep an eye on them, and give some food to the little ones if needed. Remember to give them more of this vegetable juice."

Seeing that the cats had recovered, Renault clapped his hands and stood up.

Since these little guys were no longer in danger, it was time to go and ask MDR where exactly she had tracked down, and also to arrange some work for Scarecrow...