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Well... After all, the banana is the body of her former yellow soldier ant, so it's normal for her to feel offended.
I shouldn’t have used banana as an example... Moyin blamed himself in his heart.
In desperation, Moyin explained to RO635 for another half an hour, and only then was the incident barely settled.
"Master, regarding the express delivery received by MDR, I tracked the recorded logistics and found some troubles."
"What's the trouble?"
Mo Yin asked suspiciously, "Electronic warfare is so difficult that even the agents feel it's a problem?" This is the first time.
"The company that sent this express has now been silenced, and there is no record of them having contact with any forces before this."
"It stands to reason that if there is such a powerful company, it should directly execute the obliteration of MDR, but they did not do so, and instead sent such an express package. I don't know what this means."
The agent replied apologetically.
"...Investigate the SCP Foundation and find out which branch contains SCP173. Damn it, they are bullying me."
Moyin cursed angrily.
How sinister must one be to give SCP173 as a gift?
"Yes, please wait a moment, I will go and screen the intelligence now."
The agent cut off the communication.
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S06 war zone, Iron Blood Factory Headquarters.
"Recently, the pressure on the S07 war zone has dropped sharply. What happened?"
The dreamer sitting in the conference hall asked.
"It seems that the S08 war zone was invaded by a large number of Iron Blood units. Judging from the level of command, I think it should be the team led by the Mastermind."
The alchemist gave his reply.
"It's been fantastic."
There was some joy on the interferer's face.
Previously, their main force of Iron Blood Works was held up by Griffin Company in S07, and they had been at a loss. But now the situation in the S08 war zone was tight, and some Griffin teams stationed on the S08 front were called back, and they immediately gained the upper hand.
If the mastermind Eliza is really the one leading the S08 war zone, then as long as the S07 war zone is captured, the S06 war zone can be completely connected to the S08 war zone to form a large Iron Blood base.
But why didn't Eliza come to find me on her own initiative?
The dreamer was a little confused. If she had not been controlled by that mysterious human, she should have launched a joint attack with him.
But if I am controlled by that mysterious human, then... will I still be unable to escape this fate?
The thought of submitting to the human being that the stupid destroyer had submitted to, and that stupid destroyer was her predecessor, made her extremely unhappy.
To be honest, she didn't want to be subservient to humans at all.
Perhaps, sending a small team to carry out a decapitation operation against the command center of the S09 war zone would be a good option.
The mastermind entrusted the Iron Blood Factory to himself at that time, so he certainly couldn't let this mess fall into his own hands. If the commander of the S09 war zone, Moyin, really had the means to control the Iron Blood dolls, he must be killed before he could touch him.
The dreamer fell into deep thought.
"I have another piece of information here."
Ouroboros' words interrupted the dreamer's thoughts.
"explain."
"After the large-scale Iron Blood industrial forces with unknown leaders started a full-scale battle with S08, the military took over the fragile Griffin and quickly formed a surveillance defense line, and repeatedly recaptured some areas from the Iron Blood."
"But a few days ago, the S08 front completely collapsed, and the military did not retreat. I personally think that they all died in the S08 battle zone that day."
"But here comes the problem. Even if all of our elite humanoids attack at the same time, there is no possibility of destroying the military forces within a day."
"In fact... we can't completely annihilate a single Griffin."
"Dreamer, I don't know what you are thinking, but if you want to die, I will leave the Iron Blood Works."
Ouroboros reminded coldly.
The dreamer's mental cloud map stopped working for a moment.
Ouroboros was right. Their current strength was not enough to deal with even a small Griffin, let alone fighting monsters of higher levels and eliminating the military forces in a day.
But that force is eyeing the Iron and Blood Factory, which forms a vicious circle. What should we do?
"I created a crawler and collected some information. The military's searches for the keyword 'Moyin' have increased dramatically in recent times. They are trying every possible way to collect all the information about the commander of the S09 theater command. I think we can boldly guess that it was him who caused the military to suffer a huge loss overnight."
"At this stage, he is in conflict with the military. It seems unnecessary for us to take the initiative to run into his gun."
The disruptors also expressed their opinions.
"Have you gathered any information about him?"
The dreamer forced himself to calm down, looked at the disruptor and asked.
"No, the military didn't find any useful links, and neither did I. His identity is unknown... Everything is blank."
"Wait a minute, if it's information about him, I've seen a little bit. His girlfriend is this stupid-looking humanoid who likes to talk foul language and spray water on the Internet."
Ouroboros pulled up a webpage with an enlarged photo on it, which was an intimate photo of MDR and Moyin.
"This humanoid named MDR is irritable and easily provoked on the Internet. She may be a good starting point for us. If you really want to understand Moyin, I think you may be able to get some information from her."
"Also, here, she uploaded a photo of a headshot. Judging from the clothes worn by the deceased, they were indeed military uniforms. This should indirectly confirm that the incident in the S08 war zone was done by them."
Ouroboros cuts across another image.
"Why do you pay attention to her?"
The dreamer asked doubtfully.
"We had different opinions on a certain incident, and she liked to argue with me, so I took note of her intelligence. I was planning to kill her, but she was in the headquarters of the Silent Silver, and I thought it would be difficult to deal with her, so I put it aside for the time being."
"I don't think a loser is worthy of staying in his command."
Ouroboros explained.
"Understood, Interrupter. I'll leave the matter regarding Mo Yin to you to investigate."
The Dreamer nodded, accepting Ouroboros' explanation.
"By the way, from MDR's previous posts, we seem to be able to see that Moyin is a very philandering person, and she is very troubled by this. Perhaps we can use a strategy in human knowledge called the honey trap to get close to him."
Ouroboros added.
"Then the question is, who is going to use the honey trap?"
The dreamer's words dropped the temperature in the conference room to freezing point. No one was stupid. Moyin was a person that even the main brain had to be wary of... This mission was extremely dangerous.
Their iron-made human forms are not simply mind cloud maps simulating emotions. Leiko ultimately hopes that they can have their own real emotions... So when faced with such a task, it is not that someone will be willing to make such a sacrifice just because the dreamer says so.
Chapter 524: Severe Sister Control Sixteen Pigeons
"Ouroboros, you've dealt with him before, and he's even let you go. Why don't you let this difficult task be handed over to you?"
The Dreamer shifted his gaze to the Ouroboros.
"I! Won't! Go! If I have to sacrifice my looks to seduce him, I might as well be torn down right now!"
Ouroboros refused without hesitation.
Half an hour later, a mind core connected to a battery was placed where Ouroboros was supposed to sit.
"How dare you do this??? I think you can tear down all their mental cores!!!"
Ouroboros, with only its mental core left, protested angrily.
However, due to the loss of her body, her protest was not enough to scare the Dreamers and the others...or rather, her protest never frightened the other Iron-Blooded Elite T-dolls.
However, the Dreamer only dared to punish her symbolically. The current Iron Blood Industries did not have the ability to develop a new highly intelligent AI. That was something only Eliza could do, so sooner or later she would return to her own body.
But even so, this is a great shame and humiliation!
"I don't think it's necessary to send a humanoid to the headquarters of Mo Yin to carry out this kind of mission for the time being. At least his attention is not on us, the Iron Blood Works."
"If we act rashly, if the mission fails, it may anger him and he may attack us Iron Blood Workers. Human males still care about this."
The alchemist suggested.
"...That makes sense. Let's put it aside for now. However, try to collect information about what kind of women he likes. Disruptor, this task is up to you."
The dreamer began to arrange the tasks.
"Okay, leave it to me."
The disruptor nodded. Now that the pressure on the S07 front had been reduced, she had some spare time to handle this kind of mission.
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"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Master."
"The information I have collected shows that SCP173 broke out of containment five years ago and has been missing ever since. From this point of view, the person who sent this SCP to MDR was not the SCP Foundation."
"I'm sorry that I couldn't get any useful information."
Moyin waited for nearly half an hour before the agent reported with a slightly apologetic tone.
"Uh, no, I guess I took it for granted... The Foundation's motto is Control, Contain, Disable, Escape... No, it's Control, Contain, Protect. Naturally, they won't take the initiative to release an SCP like SCP173."
Moyin had to admit that he was too presumptuous to directly investigate the SCP Foundation. It was not because the agent was incompetent, but because he had given the wrong direction to search for intelligence.
"I will continue to pay attention to information about SCP173, and report to you once I find useful information. Is this okay?"
The agent asked.
"Well, please."
There is no good solution now. Gathering intelligence takes time.
"By the way, I'll take a new resident to the central control room in a bit."
"Understood. I'll arrange for someone to prepare refreshments. What drinks would you like?"
"Give me a mocha, please. What would you like to drink, Dorothy?"