Chapter 61 Which One Do You Want?

A little late, was celebrating my birthday.

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With a heavy kick, the iron door was directly kicked open. The bearings and hinges on the door frame instantly shattered, and the steel-reinforced door snapped into two pieces, crashing heavily onto the ground behind the door.

As the sound of the door hitting the ground echoed, the homeowner who had been hiding upstairs and not daring to make a sound immediately sprang into action. The clattering sound seemed to be searching for something.

After about half a minute, the homeowner upstairs seemed to have found what he wanted, perhaps some self-defense weapon or something similar. He then stopped at the top of the stairs, squatting there with no intention of coming down.

"Tsk, hurry up and come down, I don't have time to waste with you." Downstairs in the room was a large generator covered with a thick soundproofing cover. The soundproofing effect was good; even standing next to it, one couldn't hear the noise of the internal machinery.

And the cables that had just come in from under the eaves were connected to this generator.

It seemed he had found the right person.

The homeowner upstairs, holding his weapon, peeked over the stairs, but upon seeing Reno's tall and robust figure, he panted heavily, as if he were a bellows, wheezing without a pause.

Reno estimated that this guy was about to pass out for real if he kept wheezing like this.

Knock, knock.

Reno tapped his fingers on the wall and looked up at the homeowner at the staircase. "Hurry up and come down, or I'll come up."

To be honest, he didn't want to go up because the staircase leading to the second floor was cluttered with debris and garbage, with some steps even having unidentified liquids flowing on them.

The foul smell wafted down from the staircase... Damn it, why was this guy so lazy? Would it kill him to tidy up his house a bit?

Huff!

Perhaps hearing Reno's relatively calm tone, the homeowner, trembling with his weapon in hand, slowly came down. Along the way, the wire trailing from the end of the weapon even knocked over a trash bag.

An electromagnetic weapon? Or something else?

Seeing what the other person was holding, Reno raised an eyebrow. But it was clear that what the other person was holding was just an experiment, otherwise there would be no need to attach a nuisance wire to the end of the gun barrel.

"Who... who are you? Why did you break into my house?" The young man, with his hair unkempt and wearing a dirty sweater, asked Reno in a trembling voice.

"Hmph, if you had come down earlier, nothing would have happened. Did you set up the electromagnetic interference device in the factory over there?" Reno asked, tapping the soundproof cover of the generator.

"N-no..." As soon as he heard Reno's question, the other party immediately looked guilty and shook his head, whispering.

"Hmph, whether you know it or not, now that the factory over there has been rented by me, I don't care about the grudge between you and that guy, nor do I want to know what hidden secrets are between you. From now on, keep an eye on your EMP device, otherwise next time, I'll hang you on the top of that communication tower over there!"

With a casual nod towards the door, there happened to be a communication tower several tens of meters high that he saw when he climbed over the wall, enough to scare this guy.

After saying this, Reno didn't care whether the guy agreed or not, he turned and left. He left his words here, and if this guy dared to bring that EMP device over again, he wouldn't show any mercy.

By the time the homeowner came to his senses, Reno had already left.

Back in the factory, Reno directly found a few pieces of steel plates and blocked the several holes on the top of the factory. Originally, this factory wasn't well-insulated, and the glass windows on the top had broken quite a bit. Now, with a few more holes underneath, wouldn't it leak air everywhere?

"Commander, is the EMP issue resolved?" M1 Garand, who had been helping unload their belongings from the truck with a group of androids, saw Reno blocking the holes and walked over to ask.

"Yeah, it's almost done, but it's not safe. After all, we're in the city now, and the ones in charge here aren't Griffin. It's not good to be too blunt doing things here." It was just that there were more guards in this city, otherwise he would have blown up that house with a grenade just now.

"Um..." Too blunt? Was that how she understood it? M1 Garand felt a bit embarrassed. Their commander really had a lawless demeanor.

Without the electromagnetic interference, it seemed that it didn't affect the situation inside the factory. Reno and the dolls were still active in the area near the front door of the factory. Generally speaking, there was no need to enter the back half of the factory at all.

Reno also began to repair the four unlucky ones they had picked up earlier. The easiest one to repair was MG3. Of course, it couldn't be called repair; it was just taking some emergency measures.

The lower body of MG3's mainframe was completely destroyed and unusable. He didn't have any usable mainframe parts at hand, and even if he had legs, the key problem was that he couldn't connect them to MG3's waist.

For someone like MG3, there weren't many dolls damaged in the middle of the torso. Most dolls had intact connection points in their torsos, as those parts were used more frequently and were more sturdy than others.

The other three were dolls were completely shut down, SPAS-12 was still okay. After all, only the power core was damaged. Later, they just need to buy a new power core from the black market. This shotgun doll was really different; even the power core had to be a high-quality product.

The remaining two dolls were not too difficult to repair either. G36 only needed to have her neural core removed and then put it into the Dinergate for rebooting.

The other one was similar. The only problem with these three dolls was that it couldn't be determined how much memory they would lose after rebooting, as they had been powered off for several days.

"Oh! Commander! She's awake!" MDR, who had been helping Reno repair MG3, pointed to MG3 and called out.

"Huh? Awake?"

"I've been awake the whole time... It was just a thirty-seven-second power interruption." Seeing the sudden crowd of dolls surrounding her, MG3 felt a bit embarrassed and tried to sit up.

She remembered everything clearly, from the moment she was picked up by Reno and the others, to MDR taking pictures of her, and even the time she was crushed under the support pillar and then discovered by Reno and the others.

"Um, it seems that there's nothing wrong with her neural cloud. So, here comes the question!" Simonov nodded, holding SF Doll parts, and looked at MG3 with an insidious smile.

"Do you want to replace your hands with these two wheeled legs? Or do you want to replace the four-legged chassis of this Prowler?"

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A Poll in Patréon for the next 2 fics. Will last up until May and June.