NieR: Whirlpool

Chapter 330 Goal

"You want to negotiate with him?"

In the bright room, a girl in gray loudly questioned the holographic projection of N2 in a red dress.

"It's time to put an end to the war between androids and us mechanical creatures." N2 nodded and said.

"He is not qualified. Besides, I don't trust him."

The girl in gray angrily threw the white model in her hand to the ground and glared at N2 in front of her:

"You seem to like him very much!"

Hearing her question, N2 shook his head helplessly and said:

"The situation on the mainland and in the Kingdom of Night is not optimistic. Those zombie-like androids and mechanical creatures are our real enemies."

The girl in gray fell into deep thought. She sat down on the white sofa behind her and murmured:

"yes……

If we don't find a way to get rid of them, all our efforts...will be in vain.

so……"

She raised her head again and looked at N2 in front of her, with an indescribable light flashing in her eyes: "I have a plan next. I plan to...if...then..."

After hearing this, N2's expression suddenly changed.

She said anxiously, "If you do this, something bad will happen."

The girl in gray showed a meaningful smile: "If things are really as I thought, I at least have a backup plan.

Compared to the guy created by 007, I trust him more..."

"I advise you to be kind!" N2 said earnestly.

"He was a kind person, and then he died. Dead as hell!" The girl in gray was stunned and said blankly, her tone carrying a hint of sadness.

"You've got the key data, right?" N2 asked carefully.

"Yes, I have it." The girl in gray nodded, the sadness in her eyes still not dissipated.

"However... after debugging... Unit-9... still has no conscious response. We plan to use the data we obtained to make an identical one."

N2 waved his hand and said indifferently:

"Well, it's up to you. Whatever you come up with, you'll pay for it. I've decided what I'm going to do next."

"You really decided to leave!" The girl in gray looked reluctant.

“Otherwise!” N2 waved his hands and said with a smile: “Fighting, killing, life and death, these days are too boring.”

"I'm going to miss you."

"Then let's go together!"

"Or... no, this is not what he wants..."

……

Resistance camp,

In an abandoned garage,

On the shabby shelf, wrenches, drills, saws and other tools are placed in a mess.

Two pink-haired female androids sat in front of a dim workbench, fiddling with a strange-looking gun in their hands.

"It's been more than 9 days, and there's still no news about M?"

Boppola tightened the last screw and handed the core device to Divara who was busy working on the side.

Divara connected the last line on the circuit board and took the energy core handed over by Popola.

Then she grabbed a device on the table,

Its guns don't look like guns, and its cannons don't look like cannons.

There is a coil of metal wire at the front end.

"It's okay, I can wait."

Divara responded nonchalantly.

At the same time, the integrated circuit board was installed on the 'gun body', and then the energy core made by Divara was installed.

"That should do the trick!" Divara said in surprise. Then she raised her gun and aimed at the decades-old computer in the corner.

She gently pulled the trigger, and the coil at the muzzle flashed a dazzling white light and began to charge.

Then she squeezed another trigger.

Zizzizi~~~

in an instant,

The computer in the corner, whose screen was broken, emitted a burst of violent electric sparks.

The monitor screen exploded instantly and a wisp of green smoke came out of the host case.

"Ha, I am indeed a genius."

Divara put down the EMP launcher with a reluctant look and sat lazily on the wooden chair.

The slender thighs rest comfortably on the workbench.

One hand, palm facing up, was extended to her good sister.

Bobo La understood and took out two bottles of iced drinks from the refrigerator and put one in her hand.

Chi~

A large amount of foam spurted out from the bottle mouth.

Tons tons tons~~~

"comfortable……"

After taking a big gulp of the iced drink, Divara tilted her chin towards Boppola and spoke in a mysterious tone.

“I feel like I have a new goal.”

"I'm all ears." Boppola smiled and came closer.

"I plan to... make another one, and when that guy comes back, I'll give him a good taste of EMP."

"Hmm... this is a great idea!" The two sisters smiled in sync.

Subsequently,

They quickly drank the unfinished drinks in their hands and placed the bottles neatly at the door.

Then new manufacturing work began.

The screen turned,

On another shelf, six identical handheld EMP launchers were neatly arranged.

outside the room,

22B happened to pass by the door.

Looking at the two figures in the house who were like flowers, busy all the time,

He couldn't help but shook his head.

She carefully put away the drink bottle at the door and walked outside.

"Are they still like this?"

64B leaned against the corner of the stairs with her arms folded, and asked 22B who was walking up.

Hearing this,

22B shook her head and said nothing more.

64B understood and asked no more questions.

Reach out and take the bottle from 22B.

The two walked side by side towards the waste recycling room.

"At least they have a goal now, so it's better not to disturb them." 64B said lightly.

22B heard this and nodded slightly. "You're right. But the truth will come out one day. Let's wait until they figure it out themselves."

Hearing this, 64B laughed heartily: "We are the same, we don't have any goals, we just treat this as our job."

She shook the drink bottle in her hand and bared her teeth at 22B.

22B laughed:

“You are absolutely right, I have seen such a story before.

There is a novel author,

I'm obsessed with writing.

I skip breakfast and dinner, and spend my free time thinking about the plot of the novel.

I no longer play my favorite video games.

He observed everything around him with his bright eyes, looking very serious.

Little did he know that he was a child...

Do not,

My mind is full of thoughts about the plot of the novel."

64B was instantly interested when he heard this, and said with a little excitement:

"That's what I mean. We always have to find something to do. We have to find some goals to get through the days.

It seems that humans are no different.

This author may also have a certain obsession in his heart, just like the two sisters."

22B nodded, agreeing with 64B:

"It seems like stupid behavior, and people around me don't understand it.

But he never gets tired of it, he enjoys it, entertains himself, and thinks his days are colorful and fulfilling.

Well, come to think of it, I kind of envy people like this."

64B laughed and said, "You are becoming more and more like a human."

22B: "You too!"

As they talked, they walked to the scrap recycling room and threw the can into the scrap metal area.

64B stretched comfortably and sighed:

"Hearing you say that, I kind of envy him."

"Who do you envy?"

8B and 11B walked out of the waste recycling room.

Their originally clean and tidy clothes have now become a little dirty.

Hearing their conversation, 8B became interested and asked curiously.

"Just a human immersed in his own fantasy world. Captain, have you got any information?"

64B pulled 22B forward, helped them remove the dust from their bodies, and asked casually.

“Not yet…”

Ding ding,

The communicator rang at the right moment.