Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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The two walked on the deserted street, letting the rain hit their black umbrellas. The moon was bright and the stars were few, and their shadows grew longer and longer.

However, the part belonging to Aether doesn't always seem so peaceful...

Rosalia glanced at her phone, then said in a deep voice, "It's hard to say. Given Mr. Luo's character, the situation is unlikely to develop as you imagine. After all, he's not the kind of person who would disregard human life. On the contrary, he might even try to save others..."

"We don't care. Our goal is simple: to have enough to eat. Of course, it would be great to make some new friends if possible. But then again, if it weren't for Mr. Luo, we wouldn't be talking together like this now."

"It's not like I like it..."

Rosalia rolled her eyes in annoyance.

But Ethel didn't care: "After all, not everyone is as consistent as we are inside and out."

"Yes, yes, consistent inside and out~ You go and say that to Mr. Luo, I wonder what he will think when he sees you open your coat and see the 'little guys' inside."

As if in response to Rosalia's words, the shadow behind Ethel trembled twice, and the top button of her coat popped open.

“Oh dear, they’re so cute, Mr. Luo will definitely love them. But no matter what he thinks, in the end, these little guys will still be his companions.”

Ethel gripped the umbrella handle with her neck and then buttoned her coat back up, but the buttons still popped open twice.

Finally, she looked slightly annoyed, patted her coat, and then calmed down.

"Hmm... maybe they've been hungry for too long, the little ones are being a bit naughty, haha..."

Her smile was slightly awkward, but Rosalia was mostly looking at the road ahead and had no time to pay attention to her.

No one can pinpoint exactly what the two are discussing, but glimpses of the subject can be gleaned from their brief exchange, causing unease.

?????????

This is a plan, a plan that can impact the world, and all organizations are moving toward the center of the fire.

But who can turn the tide from these embers?

Rosalia is still running around for Lovan, and Ethel's shadow is stirring. In the New York Grand Theatre, the Philharmonic Orchestra is preparing for a piece of music. What will the future hold...?

PS: Jia En and Ethel are both from the game "Otherworld Agency". Readers familiar with the plot should be able to understand the meaning of this story relatively easily.

I went to take my final exams.

As the title says, I'm going to take final exams now. I'll continue updating after I get back. I'll try to update more frequently then, maybe... like I'm writing all day long...

Maybe, maybe ( )

The worldview is starting to unfold slowly, but I still have to remind everyone of something.

Don't directly use our world to measure the world in the book, as their technological capabilities are not entirely the same.

You can think of it like Girls' Frontline, where the addition of the Relics technology completely changed the course of history starting in 1905. The same applies to my situation, but don't equate it entirely with reality.

This world has things similar to the ruins of Girls' Frontline, things that already existed...

In addition, the private world just for Luo Fan and Ying Que is not far away, so everyone can look forward to it. Just a heads up, the story takes place in Donghuang (not a side story).

398 bathroom

It felt like a warm current was flowing through my body...it was so comforting...

Am I going to heaven? But how can someone like me go to heaven? God would probably spit in my face...

Suddenly, something warm covered his face. Caught off guard, the man trembled violently.

The hot towel on her face also fell into the water...

"Master, how do you feel?"

The distorted world regained its color, and as if waking from a dream, Luo Fan had never felt so refreshed... but only for a moment. As his senses slowly returned, the soreness in his muscles followed.

The maid stayed by his side, wiping his body and taking good care of him.

"agent?"

"Yes, it's me. You fell asleep on the sofa and were sweating a lot, so I just gave you a quick wash."

But judging from the soaked ground, the situation is definitely not simple...

The water has definitely been changed several times already.

Seemingly remembering something, Luo Fan was about to get up, no longer caring that he was completely naked.

But the agent stopped Luo Fan again and slowly put him back into the water.

"I've cleaned up the child; she's resting in your room now."

...Hopefully it's not that "cleaning up".

"Agent, how long have I been asleep?"

"A few hours, I can't be sure."

......

He sat in the bathtub as if he had lost his soul, his face ashen. It seemed that after confirming that Jiaen was alright, he had nothing else of particular interest.

I woke up much faster than before after a few hours.

He still remembered what Rosalia said to him before he fell into a coma, but what did she mean?

Does "factor" refer to the inverse Kabbalah factor? The only thing he can connect to in his memory, using "factor" as a keyword, is the inverse Kabbalah factor, but this is something provided by the tablet; how could she possibly know it?

But if she knew, perhaps it would explain why I feel a sense of familiarity every time she appears. But... why?

He always thought this was just a health supplement, but is it more than that?

Aside from the increased muscle strength, he hasn't experienced any other particularly positive effects yet...

......

"Agent, let's arm wrestle."

"what?"

The agent frowned slightly; she truly hadn't expected Luo Fan's first request after waking up to be like this.

But Luo Fan had already raised his right hand: "Come on, give it a try."

His expression was unquestionable, yet felt...unfamiliar, as if he wanted to prove something.

"...If you insist, then fine."

Is it a bit far-fetched to compare strength with military dolls?

Luo Fan was well aware that the agent's slender, delicate fingers possessed a power he could not even imagine, but...

The two clasped hands, using the bathtub wall as a fulcrum, and got ready.

"Three, two, one"

The countdown ended, but nothing happened...

"Agent, push harder, don't worry too much about me."

He said coldly again.

"OK......"

Finally, the agent steadied his elbow; it seemed this time he was serious.

“Three…” The agent’s long eyebrows drooped slightly, and his eyes began to show a fierce glint. Luo Fan began to tense up.

"Two..." Both sides began to exert force with their hands.

"one!"

Luo Fan used all his strength directly, and the burst of power in that instant even caused his two crossed hands to tilt slightly towards the agent's side.

The agent raised an eyebrow slightly. The turn of events was somewhat unexpected, but according to Ying Luofan's meaning, it was time for him to step in.

"Well!"

Luo Fan gritted his teeth; he began to feel that incomprehensible power!

The agent remained calm, even though the scales of victory were tipping in her favor; the contest, though without suspense, was still interesting in its own way.

It is absolutely surprising that Luo Fan was able to persist for so long.

After a stalemate of more than twenty seconds, the man finally lost his strength and let go.

There have been changes, but not significant...

Luo Fan examined his right hand, as if trying to discern something from the pale, water-soaked skin.

Actually, compared to the last competition with Sister 45, the progress is already quite obvious, it's just that my standards might be a bit higher.

"Master, may I ask how you acquired this power?"

If an agent wears her heart on her sleeve, her expressions will certainly be quite fascinating.

She continued to wipe Luo Fan's body with a towel, while also giving his right hand muscles a relaxing massage.

Luo Fan stared blankly at his right hand and said in a deep voice, "I don't know."

Aside from the Blood Web, how much of it comes from the Reverse Kabbalah Factor? And just how powerful does it make him?

Unable to think of anything, he simply stopped thinking about it and lay sprawled in the bathtub, staring blankly at the ceiling.

It seems I've hit something really incredible...

"Owner?"

The agent suddenly whispered.

"what happened?"

"Next time, please take care of your physical condition and don't... overwork yourself like you have now."

...He didn't want to, but he contracted a disease that he couldn't control.

“Everyone else is resting and doesn’t know what’s going on. If they see it, things will get very complicated.”

The agent brushed the towel across Luo Fan's face, but this time, there was no answer.

Of course, you can imagine it...

A few minutes later, the agent wrung out the towel and then got up to leave.

"Alright, your clothes are on the hanger. I'll be leaving now. It's getting late, so you should get some rest. Otherwise, Miss Yingque and we will all be worried."

The sound of them turning their chairs rang out, but Luo Fan remained seated in the bathtub, not turning around...

"May you be well, Master."

Click

The bathroom door closed, and finally, he was all alone.

...Frieden, Freedom, Rosalia, what are you trying to tell me?

What are you going to bring me this time? Are you really making the bridge wider?

When he first met her, Luo Fan always thought that she was playing him, that she knew some of his information and was using it as leverage to negotiate with him. The unequal status between them made him dissatisfied but helpless.

But now, things are a little different. Luo Fan can see Rosalia's status from Shina's expression. His unknown illness has indeed been relieved because of her. And what does the so-called collection of usable power mean? Someone like Jia En...?

In any case, from now on, they are truly bound together; it remains to be seen what she plans to do next.

The choice is either to return to shore together or to fall into the abyss together—this might not only refer to himself and Jia'en...

As usual, the man drained the water, got up, quickly put on the pajamas prepared by the agent, and left alone.

Everything will be alright...

399 After waking up

Entering the room in the dark, Luo Fan could vaguely make out... how many people were there?

Frowning to make his vision as clear as possible, he saw... Yingque, AK12, AN94, and Jiaen sleeping on the edge of the bed.

As soon as Luo Fan entered, Jia En opened her eyes and sat up in bed.

"gentlemen!"