Chapter 367: Working? No way!

"I thought you were blown up!?" roared Executioner, waving her only movable left arm with annoyance as she looked at the intact Scarecrow sitting there leisurely drinking coffee.

"Well, I thought I was done for too, but that's probably reality for you. Some things just take unexpected turns at weird times," Scarecrow immediately wore an understanding expression upon seeing Executioner.

It was probably just a coincidence that Renault and the others happened to encounter Executioner this time, and Executioner happened to be severely injured, so Renault happened to pick her up.

It must be said, sometimes things just happen to be this coincidental.

As for whether Renault intentionally went to find Executioner personally, Scarecrow never thought about it.

With Renault's personality, he wouldn't deliberately do such a thing. Snatching her from Griffin's hands was only because of the phone call she made to Renault before.

"So this guy you mentioned is the Renault you talked about? When the Mainframe hadn't been created yet, all the materials you brought back every once in a while were procured by him?"

"Of course, is there any need to ask? Haven't you seen Renault's appearance?"

All kinds of things seen by dolls were stored in their neural clouds. Logically speaking, as long as Executioner had seen Renault's appearance once, no matter how long ago it was, she could immediately recognize Renault.

However, this Executioner following Renault all the way, still didn't realize who Renault was.

"Tsk, I just thought it was useless at the time, so I directly threw it into the backup database," turning her head, Executioner muttered quietly.

"How's the progress?" Renault walked over at this time and asked, looking at the spaceship in the underground space.

"All the various lines needed for daily use have been installed, and only a bit of the power system is left,"

The remaining areas seemed to require some professional equipment for processing. But Renault didn't have those devices, so the final installation work fell on Renault himself.

"Well, you've worked hard. I'll take care of the rest."

"Do you need the Rippers' help?"

"No, just let them move freely."

"Understood. But Renault, are you sure you want to replace the body and core of Executioner?"

After staying with Renault for so many days, Scarecrow naturally knew that every time someone new came, Renault would immediately replace the original body and core of the doll.

Most importantly, he even directly deleted all the root protocol restrictions. All the dolls gathered under Renault's command were classified as illegal dolls.

But as long as they weren't detected, the issue of illegal dolls naturally wouldn't arise to other humans.

"Why?" Hearing the Scarecrow's question, Renault raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Wouldn't it be better to repair Executioner? Otherwise, would they just watch Executioner sitting at home idly?

"If you repair Executioner, she probably won't work obediently."

After working with Executioner at Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing for so long, Scarecrow naturally understood her temperament. Even if Renault directed all Executioner's root protocol permissions, Executioner probably wouldn't work diligently, especially since the commander was still a human.

After the dolls from Griffin breached Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing's main factory, most of Sangvis Ferri's elite dolls had poor perceptions of humans. Even she herself had been the same before and still didn't have much goodwill now.

Renault was just an exception.

"Tsk!" Upon hearing the Scarecrow's words nearby, Executioner looked disdainfully at Renault.

She definitely wouldn't work for Renault! She was only picked up by him after she was heavily injured by the mechs. She was grateful for that, but to expect her to work just because of that?

Impossible!

While thinking this way, Executioner suddenly remembered the message from Intruder that came earlier. A new Scarecrow was already being remanufactured, and it probably wouldn't be long before she could see a brand new Scarecrow at Sangvis Ferri...

As for herself... It seemed that due to a communication module malfunction, she hadn't uploaded her location information and relevant data to Sangvis Ferri's servers for a while now...

In Griffin's case, if a doll lost contact for a period of time, it would be determined that the doll was completely destroyed. Of course, this determination time would be flexibly extended depending on the doll's importance.

But Sangvis Ferri... didn't have such regulations. Once a signal feedback was lost on the battlefield, Sangvis Ferri would definitely treat it as a complete loss. The agent would immediately reconstruct a new elite doll based on the doll data previously uploaded to the server.

Sangvis Ferri's elite dolls weren't just superior in combat power compared to ordinary droids; they were also the command centers for all droids. Most of the commands from the mainframe had to be implemented through these elite dolls.

Missing one elite doll was equivalent to Sangvis Ferri losing a command center, which had a significant impact on combat. Therefore, Agent would definitely not leave the position of the elite doll vacant for too long.

So, just by using a little bit of brainpower, Executioner thought of a situation that made her feel uncomfortable. Even if she went back now, there probably would be another executioner taking her place.

In that case, if she had really been crushed to death by that mech earlier, and then woke up in Sangvis Ferri's factory again, would she be considered resurrected?

Seeing Executioner suddenly lost in thought, Renault shrugged, "Looks like you don't need to worry. She'll figure it out herself. Go rest."

"Alright, I hope so. But you still be careful. I don't want to come back only to find your head missing after just having dessert." After saying this, the Scarecrow didn't care about Renault's sarcastic look and went straight into the cabin with the Rippers.

All the facilities at home were now moved to this ship. The space for the dormitories, kitchen, and dining room was not much different. The only places that had become smaller were probably the previous vertical farm and breeding grounds. But it was only slightly smaller; in fact, the space didn't differ much, and there were no complex ammunition production devices or huge long-range engines, so quite a bit of space was saved.

The vacated space was just right for expanding the variety of facilities inside the spaceship.

And Executioner, who was in a depressed state, seemed to have crashed at this moment. Even if Renault directly lifted her neck, she didn't react at all.