Chapter 272: Let's Get to Work!

"I'm here, Commander. That MG3 over there is under Commander Renault's command..."

Seeing Gentiane instinctively walking towards the other MG3, her own MG3 couldn't help feeling a bit depressed..

Although their appearances were almost identical, both were wearing red berets, but their clothing styles were completely different!

Commander, can't you pay a little more attention?

"Oh, sorry." With a blush on her face, Gentiane awkwardly apologized, allowing her MG3 to pull her to sit with PPS-43 and FN-49.

Before dinner, all the T-Dolls in the house had gathered in the dining room, which was probably the liveliest time of day at Renault's house.

Perhaps influenced by the atmosphere in the dining room, Gentiane, who was initially nervous about being in such a nervous state, felt relieved.

After all, everyone in the base except Renault was a T-Doll.

Although two of them looked like Sangvis Ferri's Jaeger and Elite T-Doll Destroyer...

But Gentiane had just seen those two playing happily with the orange cat, laughing like children. Her worries were pushed aside.

Moreover, all the autonomous Sangvis Ferri droids had already gone out of control. How could they possibly live under the same roof as Renault's T-Dolls?

Gentiane didn't want to delve into this issue. At least for now, it was better not to think about it too much. Let's just eat honestly...

The food standards here are much better than Griffin's.

Looking at the various dishes served by G36 and others, Gentiane was truly surprised. Although she had seen Renault's emphasis on food quality during the camp at the exhibition, she didn't expect the dining experience here to be as luxurious as a restaurant!

The table was filled with various meats, fresh vegetables were abundant, and there were many types of desserts after the meal...

Compared to Griffin, this was simply heaven!

"Cheers! Haha!" Just as Gentiane took her first bite, she heard the voices of PPS-43 and others beside her.

Turning her head, she saw Simonov and others drinking vodka, holding either pickles or slices of bread in their hands. PPS-43 was among them, fitting in perfectly without any sense of discord.

"Why do I have to drink with you guys? I can't handle this." Nagant Revolver, holding the vodka but not yet taking a sip, wrinkled her brow helplessly.

Wasn't juice good enough? Although there was a hint of fruity flavor in the vodka, it was still too spicy.

"Don't say that! Just take a few more sips! You'll discover the benefits of this! And... Only kids drink juice! Real adults drink vodka!"

Patting Nagant Revolver's shoulder, Simonov preached her twisted reasoning he had heard somewhere.

Upon hearing this, Nagant Revolver took a deep breath and forced herself to take a big gulp.

"Oops!"

Unfortunately, the fiery sensation choked Nagant Revolver, causing her to spray it out and then rush to G36 for some juice, unable to accept it.

Seeing this little farce, Gentiane held back her laughter and restrained her smile. She couldn't be like Nagant Revolver; it was time to eat, so she needed to be serious!

After a satisfying and enjoyable dinner, MP40 came to call Gentiane and PPS-43 away. Although PPS-43 wanted to continue drinking, considering they were at someone else's house, Gentiane, FN-49, and MG3 forcefully dragged her away.

They were already a bit red and tipsy; they shouldn't drink anymore!

Their dormitory for the night hadn't been tidied up yet. They had just returned and immediately had dinner. Now that they had finished eating, it was time to tidy up their living space. After a day of excitement, Gentiane felt a bit tired.

If they could rest early, that would be great. Compared to the folding beds in the tent, a real bed was much more comfortable.

Unlike Gentiane, who was starting to feel drowsy, Renault had no intention of resting. After dinner, he went straight to the underground construction site to check on the progress of the underground space.

Under M200's supervision, RFB couldn't slack off even if she wanted to. All the foundation pillars in the underground space had been set up and welded. Now, there was just some earthwork left to be cleared out.

But these were trivial matters. The wall components of the underground space had been completed in the past few days, enough to finish the entire layout of the underground space.

Of course, the price was that most of the materials collected by HK416 and others had been used up.

But those materials were originally intended for this purpose. Renault didn't feel any regret; it was free anyway.

In addition to the situation in the underground space, Renault also brought out the virtual reality training equipment stored in the warehouse. He had promised to let RFB specialize in playing games, and he couldn't go back on his word.

Among these training devices, although there was some data, they looked like the ones IOP used for factory testing tactical dolls.

The difficulty of the training levels was as simple as tutorial levels in games, extremely easy, far from reaching the level of 'training.'

It could even be called a kind of amusement; it was just for playing games. It was better not to rely on this for training.

But the main problem was the setting of those training levels. The combat objectives were not carefully set, but in reality, this equipment was very powerful. At the very least, it could completely reproduce the battles and campaigns he had experienced.

With nothing else to do, and still energetic, Renault moved a chair and began to tinker with the main control computer of the training system.

Thus, a plain and uneventful day passed, and the next morning, just as RFB was about to take out the game console she had hidden to celebrate the return to her usual slacking life, M200, who had also gotten up, was standing at the door, gesturing towards RFB holding the game console in her hands.

"Huh? Huh? What? Didn't you say I don't need to take care of the construction site anymore, Commander!?"

Seeing Renault standing at the door, RFB was startled, immediately wanting to retreat to her warm little nest.

"Oh, right, you don't need to take care of the construction site anymore, but I've already sorted out the place we talked about yesterday. Anyway, come and try it out first to see if there are any bugs."