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Transmigrator Commander of Girls Frontline must not be a Reckless man

The Commander who claimed to be a Transmigrator said to have traveled through several different worlds, and even blew up a planet with his bare hands, and tore off his system with his own hands... Even them Tactical Dolls were not willing to believe such outlandish claim. But seeing how this guy even wanted to unscrew and taste a bottle of Collapse Fluid... They felt that this is most likely true, and their commander...was more like a complete reckless man! -XXXXX- A Google Translated Fic from the Chinese Fic of the same name with some slight edits here and there for fixing, there seems to be a lacking of GFL fanfics and even with those present have too much gloom and this fic is pretty much a breath of fresh air and pacing. I just want to port this so people can see this gem that ive found in the rare GFL fanfics that ive come across. Original CN name; 少女前线的穿越者指挥官必不可能是个莽夫! Disclaimer: I aint own anything, and a mere 'translator' or 'editor' to show gems.

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Chapter 255: Already Prepared

Back to regular schedule, updates everyday and double chapters in Mon, Wend, and Fri.

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Watching the T-Dolls disperse in groups towards the exhibition venue, Kyle frowned but refrained from commenting further.

"You should go too." Renault raised his hand and patted Gentiane's shoulder, who was still standing beside him with her three T-Dolls.

The gesture startled Gentiane, but she nodded awkwardly and led PPSh-41 and the others towards the exhibition venue.

If it weren't for the grenades on Renault's body, she wouldn't have reacted so strongly.

She was afraid that Renault might accidentally trigger those explosives with a sudden movement.

Before Gentiane walked too far, Renault turned back.

"Now that you've set up inside the hall, I won't come to interfere. But I noticed there's no security personnel outside the venue. So, inside is yours, and outside is mine. How about it?"

Hearing Renault's words, Kyle, who initially thought Renault had other plans when he dismissed his T-Dolls, was momentarily stunned.

Was that all?

Security measures were needed outside the exhibition hall? Was he kidding?

The area around the entire exhibition hall wasn't small, but it wasn't significant either. After all, it was still within the city, and how much open space could there be within the walls of a city?

A portion of the open space was designated as a helicopter landing platform, while the rest was used for vehicle parking. In short, it was just a parking lot. Such a place didn't require any surveillance. The existing security personnel were sufficient.

Kyle hadn't expected Renault to suggest such a thing. It was simply asking for money for doing nothing. What difference was there between not working and not doing anything?

After Renault finished speaking, he didn't stop there. He flipped his wrist and pulled out a promotional booklet from his coat pocket, clearly detailing the proceedings of the exhibition.

"Mr. Alexander, it seems that Mr. Kyle didn't provide any security measures for the live demonstration on the last day of the exhibition, did he?"

"Well, you see, on that day..."

On the day of the live demonstration, each visiting client would definitely bring their own bodyguards!

Who would rely on them for security?

Even if they did provide it, people wouldn't believe it... The military wouldn't listen to them either!

Moreover, on the day of the live demonstration, representatives from various companies would bring personnel responsible for demonstrating their weapons and equipment.

Combined with their hired bodyguards, there was no need to worry about any problems.

"Never mind, Mr. Alexander, there's no need to tell him. He's just a guy here for the money, let him be. Anyway, we'll have more than enough with us inside the exhibition hall."

Hearing that Renault still wanted to make his presence felt during the live demonstration, Kyle couldn't help but roll his eyes and dismissively wave his hand before leaving.

He had thought at first that Renault might be someone with real capabilities, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't see anything else from Renault besides "scamming for money."

Griffin was no different.

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Gentiane, who had just walked around the exhibition hall and found that there was nothing for her to do, left with her three T-Dolls.

These Kyle's employees were indeed very professional. They had arranged thorough security measures at all entrances and exits of the venue, with personnel patrolling inside.

She even saw several security personnel deliberately disguised in civilian attire patrolling around.

In terms of security measures alone, these guys were indeed professional, and she couldn't find any fault with them.

But the weapons and equipment at this exhibition were truly diverse. There were various heavy weapons, new armored vehicles, new mechs, and so on. There were so many types that she was a bit dazzled.

As Gentiane walked out of the exhibition hall, she happened to see Renault leaning against a garbage can not far from the door, smoking.

Obviously, he had already finished talking with the employer, but she didn't know how the conversation went and what tasks they would be responsible for in the next few days.

"How did it go? Did you find out anything?" Throwing away the cigarette butt, Renault looked at Gentiane, whose expression remained calm.

"Kyles' setup is already quite comprehensive, and we don't have much equipment on hand. It seems there's nothing else we can do."

Gentiane frowned and shook her head.

They didn't have any equipment, and their manpower was not as much as the other side's.

In terms of security measures, they couldn't compete, and it seemed that the other side had arrived here several days ago and was already very familiar with the terrain.

"More or less. So, they'll be responsible for the inside, and we'll be responsible for filling in the gaps."

In other words, it was just a backup plan. If there were no problems, they would take the money and leave. But if there were problems inside that they couldn't control, they could step in later.

"Hehe, Commander, it seems like someone is looking down on you!"

As soon as Renault finished speaking, UMP45's voice rang out from behind Gentiane.

The group of T-Dolls that had dispersed into the exhibition hall had all returned at this moment.

"Alright, is the monitoring system here all set up?"

"Of course, it's all connected and ready to be viewed at any time. Do you want me to send it to your phone?"

UMP45 waved her hand, indicating that hacking into the monitoring devices here was simple and straightforward.

"Great, if there's nothing else, let's go back to the helicopter area."

Upon hearing the conversation between UMP45 and Renault, Gentiane was startled for a moment.

She immediately realized that Renault's request for UMP45 and the others to wander around wasn't without purpose...

But what good would it do just to see the surveillance?

"So, our next task is to patrol the perimeter of the venue?"

As she spoke ,Gentiane glanced at the security personnel responsible for welcoming the exhibitors and directing parking around the perimeter of the venue.

She had thought that the entrance exam would be challenging... but was it just being a security guard?

It seemed different from what she had imagined about security contractors...

"More or less, but there's something more important now."

"More important?"

"Go back to the helicopter area and set up the beds. Otherwise, you'll be sleeping on the ground tonight."

Watching the surveillance footage on his phone, Renault said as he walked.

There was no accommodation available at this exhibition venue. Kyles' people occupied a large office as their resting place, while the workers here would leave for accommodation in the city at night.

And it seemed that Alexander hadn't provided accommodation for these sudden visitors.

Fortunately, he had already prepared for it.

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New Fic in Patréon, only dropping 5 chapters here until one of the Fics is finished for the meantime.

Another Chinese Fanfic but this time it's a Chat Group(Sorta) and it's trashy OP OP with a Female Yuri MC

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Title: What?! You want me to become the Herrscher of Finality!

Description:

Bai Mo unexpectedly acquired a Herrscher development system and a chat group system, and her body was transformed into a girl (Aslaug) to adapt to the Honkai energy.

From then on, what kind of story will she, forced to become the Herrscher of Finality, embark on? Let's wait and see!

[Kevin Kaslana]: "Instead of slurping noodles, I think you should come and get a blast of Shamash from me."

[CakeLover]: "It's just a Lostbelt, watch me clear it in one go with my main account!"

[RichestShrineMaiden]: "The shrine is out of money again, Bai Mo, please help me out!!"

[ApplePieLover]: "Bai Mo, come quickly! Today we're having a team-building event at Penguin Logistics! I'll introduce you to some new friends!"

[Ana Shariac]: "Bai Mo, are you really the Herrscher of Finality? Does this mean our civilization is safe?"

[Bai Mo]: "It seems like all of you have grand plans! You're all wasting time chatting instead of doing your jobs!!"

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Status: Ongoing

Chapters Available: 500+

Current Chapters: 600+

Genre: Chat Group, System, Yuri, OP.

Fandom: Honkai, Arknights, Touhou, Fate/Grand Order, Kamen Rider Saber.

WPS - Medium/Sporiadic, sometimes 2-4-8k Chinese WPC.

Proper Writing - Poor, 2nd weakest written one among this batch, but as you can see, it's still readable very well.

Story Writing - It's also another self fulfillment type fic, which is gonna be either written well or not depending on your viewpoint. Mostly bad from me, you don't want to know why.

Ehhh, you can easily sniff out the author's thoughts in it from reading, this fic also can be treated as Self Insert too from the writing. The events that happens also proves this.

TLDR - A guy turned into girl transmigrated which allows her to get Herrscher abilities to stack into her "Herrscher of Finality" template while also getting a group chat to interact with other people across the multiverse, shenanigans ensues from the descent of the Herrscher of Finality early in the story.

Notes - A Chat Group Fanfic with a System for being a Herrrscher? But the author made it so the the Chat Group is mostly for chatting first, for like a long time before we get to actually go to another world, it also didn't help that the author made it so that only the MC can cross. Interactions from many peeps and in the Honkai World as HoFi is the bread and butter of this.

Being OP while ignoring plot holes the author made every turn is par for the course in this fic.

PS. This was made pre Kolostein Arc.

Editor perspective - One of the tamest Chat Group early on and makes them only just chat. This fic also made me cry a bit.(If you lower your IQ.)

Want to read advanced chapters? go to my patréon for Chapters 200-850.

patréon.com/PorterOfSomething

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