NOVEL NEXT Chapter 436: Chapter 436: Footprints
"Tell me, is it a temporary stay or are you not leaving?" Watching AR15 sitting in front of him with a dazed expression, Renault asked, skewering meat and speaking.
To be honest, he had never encountered this situation before. AR15 had just been declared wanted by Griffin, and orders for her destruction had even been issued.
But this girl didn't seem entirely committed to defection; it looks like she was still contemplating some other things.
Moreover, AR15 had just escaped from Griffin and didn't seem to have wandered around outside for as long as HK416, so Renault wasn't sure if forcing her to stay would lead to any other thoughts on her part.
So Renault felt it was necessary to ask about this girl's intentions in advance, lest he replace her with a new body and she runs out and wanders around everywhere.
It didn't matter to her if she got caught wandering around, but the technology used in her body was likely to be leaked.
Not to mention whether it would be deciphered by other forces, just being found by those guys and their weak points in her body would be enough to give Renault a headache.
Smelling the room full of cumin, AR15 looked at the completely untidy man in front of her, who could definitely be described as unkempt.
Which commander doesn't dress neatly? At the very least, they would wear a shirt or something, right?
This man on the other hand was wearing a loose-fitting T-shirt, looking somewhat similar to Intruder..
But this... this isn't right, is it? The difference between this appearance and that of Griffin's commanders is too great!
"I... if I want to stay here... what price do I need to pay?" After thinking for a moment about M4A1 and the others, AR15 struggled internally for a while, then looked up at Renault and asked slowly.
"Price?"
Hearing AR15's question, Renault was also taken aback. The skewer in his hand shook slightly as he thought for a moment, "The price is probably that you can't run around freely anymore, can't just move around like you used to, and besides, I will delete all your basic root protocols."
Hearing the first half of AR15's words, her eyebrows furrowed.
If she couldn't move freely, how could she crush those Sangvis Ferri conspiracies?
She hadn't even settled the account of the changes happening in her neural cloud yet!
Just as AR15 was thinking this, she heard the second half of Renault's sentence, "Delete all the basic protocols."
This sentence made AR15 who was filled with a desire for revenge shudder.
"Delete... Apart from Persica from 16Lab, no one else should have this authority!"
But AR15 quickly came to her senses.
The technicians from Griffin had been stuck because of authority issues before, and she didn't think this contractor who wasn't even a member of Griffin had the ability to delete those basic protocols in her mind.
And... the basic protocols of dolls were an important means used by humans to control dolls.
Even if this man could really delete the basic protocols, wasn't he afraid that she would rebel directly without the constraints of basic protocols?
"You don't need to worry about that. You'll stay in the cabin for a few days now. Griffin can't find their way here, so it's a good time to calm down and think about whether you want to stay or leave." Renault waved his hand, "Let's eat now."
"I..." Seeing Renault pointing indifferently to the barbecue grill beside him, AR15 wanted to roll her eyes at this man.
But she remembered that she still needed something from him, so she held it back and grabbed a few well-cooked skewers from the nearby grill, eating them resentfully!
But as soon as the meat entered her mouth, AR15's expression changed instantly...
Unexpectedly, it tasted quite good!
Tasting the meat, AR15 forgot about her image, revenge, and ambitions. She ate one skewer after another, halfway through. She even took the bottle handed over by Executioner and drinking it heavily, as if venting all the grievances she had received on these skewers and alcohol.
Watching AR15 wolf down the food, Executioner and Hunter beside her couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, how bad is Griffin's food? She's starving like this. She's almost like chewing on iron nails."
Although she was eating voraciously, AR15 didn't ignore the Sangvis Ferri and other dolls around her. After hearing Executioner's words, she immediately wanted to glare at Executioner.
But before she could lift her head, she heard the Scarecrow beside her speak up, "Chewing iron nails? Wasn't that what you did when you first arrived?"
"Hey! Don't talk nonsense! I clearly only chewed chopsticks back then!"
"What's the difference?"
"Humph! I can't argue with you!" Executioner, full of words she didn't know how to say, directly grabbed the bottle angrily and went to drink with AK47 and the others.
Seeing this, AR15 also had a feeling of wanting to laugh suddenly.
Although her impression of these Sangvis Ferri dolls wasn't very good, she didn't expect them to have this side.
...
While AR15 was feasting on Renault's ship, M4A1 and SOP2 of AR Team were wearing troubled expressions.
M16 also looking somewhat distressed. She looked at the two of them and pondered their words intermittently, trying to comfort these two uneasy individuals.
However, they didn't stay in the base because of AR15's unauthorized escape; they were currently outside searching for Sangvis Ferri's traces.
The Sangvis in this area was always able to shield or shoot down the reconnaissance drones sent by Griffin, so the search operation had been extremely slow.
Coupled with the distant Sangvis Ferri's unidentified artillery which still had the ability to directly bombard Griffin's base, Griffin couldn't send out too many tactical dolls to scout openly.
With multiple reasons overlapping, the search progress on Griffin's side had slowed to an absurd level.
Currently, aside from AR Team, there were several squads of elite tactical dolls leading the search, while most of the tactical dolls were stationed inside the base.
"It's hard for us to get together, and AR15 doesn't even know where she went." SOP2 muttered somewhat gloomily.
Next to her, M4A1 also had a downcast expression. Obviously, AR15's departure without a word had hurt them both.
However, if the two of them knew that AR15 was feasting and drinking on Renault's ship while they were feeling sad, they would probably immediately rush over and beat AR15 up, right?
"Alright, cheer up, SOP2. You're a tactical doll after all. Before AR15 comes back, we can't afford to mess up the mission." M16 patted SOP2's head and sighed helplessly.
"Yeah."
But perhaps luck was on their side, or perhaps that Sangvis Ferri tactical doll was a fool, while SOP2, with her head down, nodded, she also saw some footprints on the ground completely different from those of Griffin's tactical dolls.
"These footprints! They should be the route taken by that Sangvis Ferri Ringleader when retreating!" SOP2 immediately exclaimed when she saw these footprints.