Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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Back in the lab, Pascal opened the box, neatly arranged Adeline's remains on the table, and then sat down at the table, lost in thought.

Although they had already guessed the outcome of their actions, they still didn't expect it to turn out like this. Was this a cruel joke that fate was playing on them?

"How perfect, it's you, Adeline..."

She picked up the cracked core from the table and couldn't help but smile bitterly. This had happened again so soon after Metis came to your side.

How should we pray now that you two will both be safe and sound?

That crack seemed to be etched into Pascal's heart as well. Her worries were no less than Lofan's. How much of a return to the original state was possible? Could she really do it with her current abilities and equipment?

I'm not sure...

"Ugh......"

As expected, some help is needed in times like these...

With that thought in mind, she left the laboratory and came to the activity area in the underground space. This was the space where the Nietos usually rested and chatted during their breaks. Pascal himself would often chat or discuss work with the Nietos here. This time, he came here to find a subordinate in charge of personnel.

"Manlisa".

She smiled and greeted Nieto, who was standing by the bookshelf. Upon hearing this, Nieto immediately jogged over and asked, "What's up, Dr. Pascal? Is there any work to be done?"

"Yes, there is, and it's very important, so I need you to call someone over for me..."

"Tell me, I'll go right now."

Nieto nodded quickly and smiled happily.

The mere thought of that name made Pascal uncomfortable, but she tried her best not to show it, putting her hands behind her head. "Contact the Cynthia facility and have the head of engineering, Eisen Messerschmitt, arrive here within four hours. I need her help with my upcoming work."

As soon as she finished speaking, Manlisa's smile froze on her face: "Uh, you mean... the Cynthia facility?"

"Yes, Eisen Messerschmitt."

"Um, are you sure?" Manlisa asked nervously, "The nature of their experiments seems to be quite different from ours. Would it be bad for us to have her come over...?"

But Pascal slowly shook his head: "It's alright, with me here, she won't dare to do anything here. Just call her over, and no matter what answer she gives, just say it's my order."

"Uh... okay, I understand, I'll go contact them right away."

After saying that, Manlisa jogged away to make contact, while Pascal remained standing there, his brows furrowing the moment she turned around.

Although I really don't want to, I might really need that madman's help with the work ahead.

Even though the Cynthia facility made her feel incredibly disgusted...

733 Overtime

While waiting for Messerschmitt, Pascal himself made several attempts to piece together Adeline's body, trying to maximize the use of her original remains, but the results were always the same...

"Sigh... It's completely unacceptable. The damage is too severe, and these fragments are basically unusable."

It seems the shield failed to properly protect her, allowing a large amount of firepower to be poured directly onto her, resulting in this level of damage.

Most of the electronic components were broken. The only parts that were relatively intact were the head and the core. However, the core was still being read, and it was not yet possible to confirm whether the individual components within it were intact.

"Hey~ What wind blew me here?"

The laboratory entrance behind him suddenly opened, accompanied by a burst of somewhat neurotic laughter, and a woman in a long black dress with exaggerated makeup suddenly appeared behind Pascal.

Pascal ignored him completely and continued to think about the next steps, only his brow furrowed even more deeply.

"Hey! Doctor, I even wore makeup for today's collaboration! Dr. Ludwig did my makeup himself! Although I added a lot of my own interpretation, at least give me a look!"

This finally drew Pascal's attention back, though her expression remained unfriendly...

"Did you wash your hands?"

"What?"

"Did you wash your hands before you came?"

Perhaps it was due to her already unstable mental state, but Messerschmidt really looked down at her hands twice, then laughed and said, "Oh, of course I washed them. I even went to your disinfection area. I definitely didn't bring any dirt with me."

Pascal said disdainfully, "...I think it would be better to soak you in benzalkonium chloride disinfectant for half an hour first."

“Hey, hey, it’s not that serious,” Messerschmidt waved his hand, indicating to relax: “Although the work done by Cynthia is dirty, the disinfection work is done very well.”

"...I heard that in order to cut costs, you don't even bother to clean up human excrement on your trucks."

"Uh, this isn't my responsibility... whatever, I've never touched those cars anyway. Enough nonsense, what's the job? Heinz and Cerina are waiting for me to start work."

These two names refer to the other two supervisors at the Ciara facility, two of the three who are on par with Messerschmitt. Together, the three constitute the dirty and dark research system of the Ciara facility, and it is precisely because of the content and nature of their research that Pascal dislikes them.

Moreover, their research projects were directly managed by Moridor...

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Pascal prepared to state his needs: "To repair a severely damaged machine."

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"You called me here just for this?" Now it was Messerschmidt's turn to be shocked: "Isn't this exactly your area of ​​expertise, Doctor? Why do you need my help?"

Pascal remained composed: “The situation is different from before. The mecha cannot be directly replaced with a new one. We must maximize the utilization of the original wreckage while filling in some of my new functions. In other words, I need to do my best to ensure the fidelity of this mecha, while also adding a small number of new functions to enhance its performance. Most importantly, the cloud map consciousness cannot be switched; it must remain the original one.”

After saying that, he pointed to the core that was being scanned not far away. Messerschmitt noticed this and walked over to examine the core in the instrument.

She couldn't help but be surprised: "It's already this bad... Who's so free to make you do this chore?"

“Commander, this is his intention. If I don’t do a good job, I’ll be fine, but it’s hard to say about your side, Cynthia.”

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When Messerschmitt turned around, their eyes met. In that brief moment, it was a clash of wits between the two facility directors. Clearly, Pascal didn't like these lunatics and was using a semi-coercive approach to get her to assist with the repair work.

Messerschmitt was certainly aware of this, but she couldn't show it. After all... this doctor in front of her was the commander's wife, someone she couldn't afford to offend.

She raised an eyebrow slightly, then feigned nonchalance: "Sigh, alright, alright, let's just treat it as trying out a new project. At worst, I'll have to work overtime here for a few days." With that, she leaned against the equipment and smiled: "So, when do we start?"

"Right now..."

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Based on the worksheet and log, the two immediately began working methodically, dividing into two areas to repair Adeline's mecha. Messerschmitt was responsible for restoring and reassembling Adeline's mecha according to Pascal's requirements, while Pascal was responsible for adding new functions and modules that could ensure stability and safety to the new mecha.

But before that, the priority is to ensure the integrity of the core, which is Adeline's soul. As long as her consciousness can remain, then no matter what the final outcome is, it won't be too bad.

After all, this is what Luo Fan wanted...

Although Messerschmitt was a complete madman, he was quite serious when it came to professional work outside his own department. Of course, this wasn't a compliment, since Pascal had the opportunity to observe the work at the Cynthia facility... This madman was capable of any kind of brutal work and was extremely cruel and inhumane.

But with Gray busy, she's currently the most suitable candidate...

The work continued until the early hours of the morning. The high-intensity and non-stop work brought back the dark circles under Pascal's eyes. Unlike Nieto, she had never been so troubled by repair work.

"Damn, I'm exhausted..."

Messerschmidt brought a glass of warm water to Pascal and handed it to him.

"...You didn't spit in it or anything, did you?"

"??? Doctor, have you lost your mind? Where would I get phlegm for you to spit out?"

"..."

Pascal then accepted the drink with relief and began to drink it, but unfortunately it wasn't the lethal dose of sugary coffee she wanted.

"I've basically finished my part, but I'm still missing the limbs. These can only be replaced with new ones, as the original ones are all unusable."

“It’s alright, this works too,” Pascal slowly shook his head and then took the core out of the instrument: “It’s time to test the results and see if the completion of consciousness has been affected.”

Hopefully, their hard work all night won't be in vain...

734 She is still

Inside the repair pod, the girl's body lay still, but it only had an upper body, lacking a lower body and limbs. If one only looked at her face, one might subconsciously think that she was a sleeping princess, waiting for the arrival of a prince.

Even Pascal had to admire Messerschmitt's craftsmanship, which made Adeline's features even more refined than before, and her expressiveness far surpassed that of the original mass-produced Nieto mecha. It seems she put a lot of thought into this aspect...

"Let's give it a try..."

Pascal tried to remain calm, opened the hatch, and followed the procedure to open her core loading port, preparing to insert the core. In fact, the core was integrated with the machine body during assembly, but this was a test machine body, so it could be assembled manually to test the integrity of the core. If successful, Messerschmitt would have to make a complete version based on this machine body, which is why the workload was said to be enormous and exhausting.

But just as Pascal was about to insert the core into the machine...

"...Messerschmitt, why can't the core be inserted?"

"Ah? Is that true?"

Messerschmitt, who was about to take a nap, was suddenly awakened. He went to Pascal's side, took the core and tried it out. Just as Pascal had said, there was a flaw in the assembly area, and it could not be fully inserted.

Messerschmidt immediately realized the problem and shouted, "So that's what's going on! This uses the old Nieto core, which is completely different from our new machine. Doctor, you didn't give me the core's prototype design and model, how the hell am I supposed to know that we need to use the old interface?"

"...Send it back for a rework, this won't do."

"...I admit defeat."

The first unit was flawless in appearance, but there was a problem with the core assembly, so it needed to be modified again.

It seems their workload is going to increase again...

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"You go and rest first, I'll work overtime tonight."

"Okay, okay, I'm so sleepy..."

After getting Messerschmitt out of the way, Pascal made sure no one was left in the lab before walking to the computer in the corner, connecting the core in his hand to the interface, and the computer immediately started working.

This is a temporary core consciousness reading and operation machine that can simply confirm the current consciousness state of a core. Although it is not very useful, Pascal still hopes to confirm an answer in this way.

That is...

"Are you able to receive my message?"

She sat in front of the computer, typed a sentence, pressed enter, and sent the message. The text then appeared on the screen.

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"Yes, Dr. Pascal."

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Pascal was secretly alarmed. The core consciousness could recognize his identity through user information. Could it be that she still remembered him?

She couldn't help feeling a little nervous, and even her extreme drowsiness was temporarily put aside as she continued typing...

But why call yourself a doctor...?

Do you remember what your name is?

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Which answer would you prefer?

...?

What does it mean?

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"I hope to know the answer that the subconscious mind calculates within the core consciousness."

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“Adeline, this seems to be what you wanted to see.”

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It might be a good thing to remember the name Adeline, but why say it's something we hope to see?

Pascal grew increasingly nervous, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart. This answer was too strange; it wasn't like Adeline at all, nor was it like her...

So what exactly is going on...?

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Why do we say it's 'what we hope to see'?

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"Because this is the consciousness of the original owner of this core."