A2's Role-Playing Game (Third Update) / The Long-Legged Commander's Backroom Deal (Illustrated)

The three once menacing Floating Battleship began to slowly sink and gradually disappear into the sea, their enormous shadows moving northwestward.

Holy crap? After building up these emotions for so long, I don't have to die?

Kevin was a little confused, but as soon as he came to his senses, a series of hidden problems that had been suppressed, such as headache, muscle tearing, and tinnitus, suddenly erupted.

Before the commander could completely dissipate the Honkai energy from the Skyfire Greatsword, he groaned, closed his eyes, and collapsed into the deep sea.

Fortunately, A2 on the surface of the water pulled him out in time. This YoRHa Unit gave Kevin a quick treatment of his wounds and then stared straight to the northwest.

Just now, plaintext communications, covering almost the entire globe, swept in from there.

The message consisted of only one sentence. "The bunker Command Center has arrived. YoRHa Unit, assemble here immediately!"

However, by releasing the message on this universal channel in the future world, both the YoRHa Unit and the Terminators can easily accept and interpret it.

Therefore, this method is a high-stakes gamble, a declaration of war, because you never know whether the enemy or the ally will arrive at the destination first.

Therefore, unless in an extremely critical situation, the YoRHa Unit's emergency response Command Center would never resort to this method to request assistance.

Unexpectedly, those idiots at headquarters actually managed to attract the Terminator fleet right in front of them.

But upon closer examination, it makes sense; the value of small fry like her and Kevin is naturally less than the achievement of destroying the bunker Command Center.

Well, have a safe journey...

A2 glanced back at the northwest one last time, a slight smile playing on her lips. Then, she picked up Kevin and stood on a pile of ordinary engineering plastic debris floating on the sea. She reached out and swam towards Catalina Island.

P. S.: I have systematically checked the various models of the Terminator, so the machines mentioned above all have general settings.

Chapter 273, Section 287: A2's Role-Playing Game (Third Update)

Three days later, at the seaside villa.

A2, dressed in a tight-fitting white nurse's uniform, entered carrying a tray. Her chest, accentuated by the tight uniform, was perky and lifted, revealing a delicate, snow-white skin.

The man on the bed immediately covered his face, unable to look directly at the rabbit jumping around in front of him. He really had little resistance to uniforms and such.

After all, his right arm was wrapped in layers of white gauze, with multiple muscle tears, and he had just finished unleashing a powerful attack; his body was really weak and couldn't take it anymore.

"What, you don't like this outfit? Why don't you just change back to the original one..."

Seeing Kevin's reaction, A2 frowned, his mood slightly irritated.

Since reaching a high level of awareness, she has become increasingly impatient, and especially dislikes this kind of behavior that is defined as "pleasing others".

"Ahem, it suits you well, but looking at it is a bit taxing on my titanium alloy eyes..." (Titanium alloy dog eyes aren't enough)

Kevin's vague answer led A2 to give up on pursuing the matter further; she figured she might as well spend the time sitting by the window and daydreaming.

Immediately after finishing its work, the Yuhar Robot first knelt down at the foot of the bed, then supported itself with its hands and slowly moved towards the patient at the head of the bed.

Finally, to Kevin's horror and disbelief, A2's 300-plus pounds of weight pressed down on his waist and abdomen, causing the bed to creak and the commander to faintly hear the sound of an eggshell cracking.

It's broken! It's broken!

That son of a bitch! What the hell was that bastard who came up with that terrible idea?!

What made Kevin's expression twitch even more was that A2, after sitting in that seat, actually seemed confused for a moment before starting to rock rhythmically!

"Hormonal imbalance, severe erectile dysfunction, but don't worry, I'm the medicine to treat you..."

Kevin, who had just mustered his Mental Power to protect his vital parts, waved his hand with difficulty, his voice hoarse.

"Stop saying anything, get out... get out of here!"

A2 frowned, jumped off the victim, turned around, picked up the large syringe, and began stroking it back and forth with his right hand with a stern face.

"Do I need a shot? I..."

Just as the somewhat agitated Yuhar Robot was about to speak, the large syringe suddenly exploded due to excessive force, and a piece of plastic even hit Kevin in the face.

At the same time, Kevin, who had drunk some warm water to calm himself down, immediately spat it out.

Holy crap, don't tell me I don't have any ideas right now. With that move of yours, you could bend a steel pipe! I'm begging you, please give me a break!

"Hey, that's going too far!"

At that moment, the female forensic doctor, her face covered in water stains, grabbed Kevin by the collar and coldly questioned him.

"Before I am brought to justice, may I ask two questions?"

Kevin patted his chest firmly, forced a gentle smile, caught his breath, coughed lightly, and looked up.

"Uh-huh..."

The female forensic doctor, whose expression had softened slightly, nodded gently.

Kevin asked in a low voice, "Yesterday she was dressed as a maid, and today she's dressed as a nurse. What are these two outfits of hers?"

Joe raised his eyebrows smugly. "I picked it... and it's high-end stuff I got from a hotel... pretty sexy, right?"

"Oh ho..." Kevin nodded strangely, offering no comment.

No wonder it looks so erotic; the stuff in this hotel is basically all some kind of entertainment device...

The commander then continued, "Those actions and lines?"

"Role-playing naturally requires appropriate body language!" the female forensic doctor said matter-of-factly, then frowned in thought, her expression showing some regret.

"Actually, I still prefer the maid's lines I designed yesterday..."

"Master, would you like to eat first... or eat me first?"

"Your reaction was so strange back then, I even suspected you had Parkinson's disease, so I'm changing my strategy today..."

Kevin pressed his throbbing temples, smiled slightly, and then suddenly pulled Joe, who had a smug look on her face, onto the bed and began to have sex with her relentlessly.

"Hey, lady! What are you so smug about! Can't you let me have some peace and quiet while I'm recovering? Someone's going to die!"

"My hands are just shaking, I'm not completely paralyzed! Besides, don't you understand, New Humans have different elimination frequencies..."

"Besides, as a single woman who's been single for over 20 years, even if it's just a fraction of the number of male corpses you've personally dissected, it's still more than the number of times you've dated men, right? What are you doing pretending to be a relationship advisor?"

"Have you checked the hermit crab's structure? Have you tested the anchovies' body composition?"

"Just do your job properly and stop polluting my A2 apartment, okay?"

To be honest, if he hadn't taken the Mental Field in time, his future happiness would have been completely ruined by this woman. Thinking of this, Kevin's teeth chattered.

Seeing the fox angry for the first time, the female forensic doctor immediately trembled with fear and weakly defended herself.

"While you were recuperating these past few days, I've been getting things done..."

Immediately, the female forensic pathologist, Qiao, obediently lifted the curtain, opened the window to ventilate the bedroom, and then bent down to help the patient sit up.

At this moment, traces of the burning of Motolov cocktails still remained on the streets and beaches, and the lingering fishy smell in the air.

However, after recovering, these tense survivors spontaneously began cleaning up the glass shards, dead fish carcasses, bullet casings, and other debris.

And every now and then, curious glances would drift toward the seaside villa. They may have shaken off the self-deceptive madness of three days ago, but they still held awe for the being who had repelled the mechanical monster.

After all, although the fog on the sea had thinned considerably, the group, still haunted by their fears, naturally dared not venture into the sea to investigate on their own.

In contrast, they would much rather follow Kevin and A2 and leave this hellish place.

"Moreover, everyone has asked to come and inquire after your well-being, and is waiting for your recovery..."

The female forensic doctor rolled her eyes and pulled in the island's residents to divert attention from the criticism.

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me your discovery. If it's worthless, I'll throw you into the sea to feed the fish!"

Kevin had no interest in arguing with this woman and instead focused his attention on her analysis.

So, this confident female forensic pathologist took out a plastic bag from her backpack—a dead sturgeon...

"Oh, so you prefer dying of old age in a salted fish shop?"

Kevin, amused by the situation, muttered something sinister.

"Wait! Look closely at the type of fish! It's a Siberia sturgeon! It's one of the world's finest freshwater fish species, and also one of the rarest and oldest sub-cold-water fish in the world."

"It has a specific habitat, is rare, and is listed in the Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species of Wild Fauna and Flora (CITES), so... theoretically, this thing shouldn't be here!"

The female forensic pathologist, Qiao, hurriedly raised her hand to explain, but her explanation was not very specific.

"Are you suggesting that these fish were likely infected by nanobots in Siberia and then gathered here by receiving electronic signals?"

"[Skynet] has another base in Siberia region? And... it's in the deep sea!"

Kevin stroked his chin, analyzing thoughtfully. Upon hearing this, the female forensic pathologist, Joe, nodded in agreement.

"This little bit of stuff is far from enough to atone for your sins!"

Kevin then snorted coldly, threatening him, wanting to take the opportunity to get a little revenge on the hot-tempered "keeper" in front of him.

However, the female forensic doctor appeared confident and reached into her pocket to take out two crystal-like chips of different colors.

At that moment, A2, who was standing at the window with his arms crossed, gazing at the scenery, noticed the object in the female forensic doctor's palm. He immediately rushed forward and snatched it away.

"The mind chip, and the recording black box, belong to members of the YoRHa Unit..."

"With these two items, perhaps we can figure out what happened and contact the bunker command center!"

Then, with a nostalgic and complicated look in her eyes, A2 raised her head slightly and slowly revealed the truth.

P. S.: What should I do if I like both 2B and A2? But I feel that A2 is more humane.

Also, I think the Bunker Commander is very pretty and cool. Who agrees? Who disagrees?

(If there's a lot of support, then it's added.)

Chapter 274, Section 288: The Long-Legged Commander's Secret Deal (with illustrations)

Catalina Island, Police Station.

The group sat around the table, where a modified device connected to the police radio began to operate.

After the rustling sound continued for more than ten minutes, an unknown signal was connected, accompanied by a "beep" sound.

"Scout Type 9S, are you alright? That's great! This is the bunker Command Center. Liaison officer 60, please confirm survival!"

"I knew it! You drew the upright King before you left, which means you can turn bad luck into good and overcome difficulties!"

"Wait, I'll tell Senior 21O right away that because of you, she has handed over her communications duties and applied to be promoted to Type B General-Purpose Combat Robot, ready to head to the front lines!"

At that moment, a joyful call, accompanied by some static, came from the modified communicator. The lively and cheerful personality made the aloof A2 feel somewhat uncomfortable.

9S... Kevin stared at the two chips inserted into the core, his expression somewhat strange, his heart filled with endless emotions.

(Note: 9S appears as a silver-haired boy and is the main protagonist of NieR: Automata. His awakening of his own humanity and his tragic love affair with 2B are central to the entire story.)

"He's dead! Stop nagging!"

A2, whose head was throbbing from the noise, shattered liaison officer 6O's illusions with a stern face. Immediately, a heavy silence fell over the other end of the communication channel, and Kevin could even hear soft sobs.

But in an instant, A2 bit her lower lip, her tone softened, and her voice became more comforting.

"The mind chip and the black box are both intact, the damage is minor, and they can be repaired..."

At this moment, the liaison officer 60 at the bunker command center, through tears, smiled, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and responded apologetically while suppressing a sob.

"That's good. I'm so sorry for my rudeness earlier; it caused you trouble."

"Now, senior, please confirm the unit designation and authorization code."

Fate is a closed loop; everything returns to its starting point.

A2 shook her head slightly, trying to appear indifferent and unconcerned.

"YoRHa Squad 1, newly appointed Commander A2..."

After a brief, thoughtful silence, a terrified scream came from the other end of the communicator.

"Pearl Harbor Airdrop Operation! Defectors!"

Immediately, the young girl in the independent liaison room hurriedly covered her mouth, shrinking back in fright. Seeing that she hadn't attracted the patrol team, she patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately apologized in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. Actually, Senior 21O greatly admires your talent and has always regarded you as an idol. She told me part of the truth about the Pearl Harbor Airdrop Operation!"