The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

"This brand... Fuck, it's awesome, it's amazing, it's a special offer! It's so cool!"

These fighters who seized alcohol from the Soviets were unanimously praised by their comrades.

After asking their stern boss, "Can I have a drink?" and getting the answer: "No too much," the soldiers in the canteen began to share with each other.

The heavy atmosphere was diluted by this sudden harvest.

Unlike the (later) more cheerful outside, the top brass of the Army without Borders began to have disputes.

In the innermost part of the development room of the ruins, Jerry, who has completely turned into a rat man, took off his mask, staring fiercely at the white-haired little old man in front of him with rat eyes.

"Don't make me repeat it a second time, Professor, don't you realize that the Army Without Borders is now facing a crisis of life and death, we can no longer be so conservative!"

"You still think it's conservative?" The old man called Professor Luke said angrily, "I feel like I'm sleeping next to the collapsing fluid every day, but you say we're conservative?"

"The power of the relic is not limited to these, it has many abilities that you have not triggered, professor, you have not felt the energy of the relic, you do not know it at all..."

"I still say the same thing: I am not opposed to using the relics, but this must be done after we have completed the analysis of the relics."

Professor Luke shook his head and said, "Even big countries like the Soviet Union and China would need years or decades to analyze the ruins. We only obtained it in less than two months."

The professor turned around and looked at the instruments behind him. There were several unobtrusive small screens on top of the densely packed complex instruments, which displayed a series of numbers that outsiders could not understand.

When the orc-doll sees an increase in the concentration of green mist, this number will also increase.When the range expands, the number next to it also expands.

They don't have the vision of Orc humanoids, but they have their own set of sensing methods based on the solutions explored by technology and science.

The old professor with white hair stood in front of Jerry and said, "I am responsible for you, and I am also responsible for human beings."

"Professor, you..."

The professor's sincere tone moved Jerry. The manic rat man Jerry regained the upper hand because of the influence of the mysterious source stone that constantly stimulated the nerves in his body. The scarlet color in his eyes showed signs of dissipating.

The reason from the warrior and the impulse generated by the alienated body caused by the infection of the relics are constantly conflicting in Jerry's body.

Can the manic factor that makes the mind collapse every second be restrained by human emotions?

Jerry, who had gradually calmed down, began to breathe heavily again, his frenzied red eyes flickered again, and his nails began to grow and lengthen out of control at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Jerry..."

"Get Professor Luke out!"

Enduring the urge to tear the old man in front of him, Jerry restrained his madness, ignored the old man's persuasion and protest and drove him out.

After his ferocious gaze turned to the remaining technicians in the room, he no longer restrained or endured.

"You guys, do you know what to do!?"

"Know, know..."

The answer to Jerry is resignation succumbed to the desire to survive.

These people are far from having the courage of the professor.

Luke, who was driven out of the laboratory, sighed helplessly.

"It seems that we can only contact the boss."

What happened in the ruins development facility is known to the leaders.

The big leader turned his head to look at the golden armored warrior standing in front of him, and asked, "Jerry has completely lost his composure. What about you, Tom, are you still normal?"

Tom took off his helmet, revealing a cat-like head, and said in a calm tone that didn't fit the shape: "I'm fine."

"So are you here to help me or to stop me?"

"Of course it is to help you, Boss." Tom's beard trembled: "It is because of the mutation that I know that not everyone is lucky enough to restrain their emotions and maintain their sanity."

The human body is balanced, and any one that is too good or weak will cause disharmony and variation.

In terms of pure probability, there are very few examples like Tom, but there are many, many examples like Jerry

Boss looked at the person behind Jerry.

These people have normal human beings. These normal people are people Boss knows, and many of them are people he personally brought into the Army without Borders with Fulton balloons.

And the rest are some mutated people——

There was a silver-haired man in a black windbreaker and a grim expression holding a cane, a heroic woman with short blue hair and strange animal horns, and a girl with short wine-red hair who could see a faint light on her body.

It looks like someone from another world—this phenomenon can also be regarded as one of the phenomena of relic mutation, turning a warrior into a strange person with different gender, appearance, and atmosphere.

But with some clues and traces, Boss also recognized the identities of these people.

Some who looked like men were women before, and some who looked like women were men in the past, and some even had the wrong race. The mutation seemed completely unreasonable.

But this kind of mutation with a peculiar atmosphere is actually one of the most stable mutations.

The number of people is not too many, but... this number is enough.

The portable treatment device in Big Boss' clothes sensed the weakness of the body's life signals, and automatically injected stimulant drugs, making the 125-year-old man look energetic.

"Let's go."

Just as Big Boss was leading these senior fighters who hadn't lost their minds to intervene in the situation, a frivolous man's voice came from beside him.

"You have to discuss this with me, Snake."