I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

"And the Griffin Divine Punishment Investigation Team, can you find any useful information? We've already come out to fight in a high-profile manner, and you're still searching for key information, right? If you want to search, then keep going, even if it's futile."

"Those who are using my name for activities, your behavior is disgusting, I don't like it. I know you want to use this flag to loot or engage in violent conflicts, but you are you, not me. Don't use your fragile fighting will and fighting intensity to tarnish the power of this flag."

"Our family doesn't accept any supplies. If we have to fight, we fight against the most powerful and precious creatures in this world, not against the weaklings everywhere. The Divine Punishment Sect never preaches, nor does it need to preach. Our only reason for walking in this world is to slay evildoers. Everything else is nothing."

There seemed to be some small fluctuations around the world when people heard the news, but Sun Yang didn't care much about it.

After talking nonsense for a while, Sun Yang solemnly said goodbye to the people of this world and turned off the live broadcast signal.

Almost time to go home.

Sun Yang ran to a deserted place, made himself invisible, stuffed the Campfire Explorer into the teleporter, and pressed the trigger.

The familiar feeling of a flushing toilet came over me.

This is my first attempt at a longer script.

Judging from the results...I feel like it might not be very good (sad).

At the very end, I attempted to depict a clash between modern, high-tech armies, with disastrous consequences. Perhaps my writing was too abstract, not very intuitive. I felt like I might fall asleep while reading it myself. That's my fault; I failed the challenge.

This is all due to my immaturity and the result of rashly challenging and trying to analyze and deconstruct Irons.

And the background is modern, which means that once the fighting starts, there is not much excitement... They are all things with prototypes in the real world. You, Griffin, can't even create a generation gap. What else can you do except relying on T800 to carry out attacks.

It's mainly about Call of Duty: Dungeon Fighter. Ugh, it always felt weird to incorporate it into the daily grind. It's a fast-paced shooter, after all. I rushed into writing without really understanding the game, and the result felt a bit off. Shame on me, so much so.

After all, the overall plot is not that long, and most of the time there are more sections of shooting. The lack of material and the need to rely on original creation are also a bit of a problem.

I hope I can overcome this problem in the writing process, and I hope readers will continue to support me.

I will never touch a script that is close to reality again (crying)

Volume 5 Fallout: New Vegas

110 A New...World?

what happened?

Severe pain spread throughout his body. It had been a long time since he had experienced such pain. Especially after becoming an undead... Sun Yang barely managed to muster his willpower, not letting the pain tear his thoughts apart.

He felt like he was thrown to the ground hard, and his body was in so much pain that he had never felt before. Sun Yang felt that he was about to die, but the immortal's excellent physique still protected him and prevented him from dying.

Sun Yang trembled as he reached for the dripping stone in his pocket and crushed it with force. The tiny glimmers of light healed the wounds within him. As his strength returned, Sun Yang quickly crushed more dripping stones, allowing the healing energy of these glimmers to accelerate his recovery.

I have to, I have to move. Sun Yang struggled to move his body, the tearing pain all over his body making him tremble. But fortunately, the dripping stone had repaired his deep injuries very well, and the severe pain gradually became less interfering with his physical activities.

Sun Yang struggled to get up. The surroundings looked like a desert. The weather was scorching hot, and the sun overhead cast its rays across the earth.

No matter where this place is, it is definitely not the world of Dark Soul. He has never been to a deserted place.

So the transmission failed? But why?

Sun Yang crushed a few more drop stones to restore his condition. The undead's strong physique was back to its upper limit, and the heat could no longer affect Sun Yang's thinking.

After Sun Yang opened the window, several humanoid figures sent communication requests at the same time.

[Professor!] [Commander!] Numerous T-dolls chattered at once. Sun Yang first stated that he was in good condition and wouldn't die for the time being, and asked the T-dolls in charge of the armed forces to remain calm.

Then he looked at the humanoids in Oasis, especially Pascal, who had been responsible for the development and supervision of teleportation technology.

"Pascal, you should know what happened, right? Please explain it to me." Sun Yang found a place in the desert to rest first, and prepared to pull out the drone to scout the surrounding area.

[Professor! Don't take anything so big out yet!] Pascal warned first.

"Reason?" Sun Yang stopped what he was doing.

"Professor, I think I know why you were thrown into this world. Have you heard of the concept of subspace fluctuations?"

What the hell? Don't scare me, you idiot! Sun Yang felt a cold sweat on his back. Pulling objects and souls from other worlds, is paying one's own spiritual energy only part of the price?

I brought back all the Griffin members and many Oasis T-Dolls and sent them back to their original world. The price so many people paid...

"Actually, when you first summoned the doll to your side, a small amount of energy fluctuation occurred. We didn't pay much attention to it at the time. After all, in our research, this level of fluctuation is not uncommon."

I'll refer to this type of fluctuation as subspace fluctuation, a name I've chosen for ease of understanding. In our observations, the more T-dolls we transport at once, the greater the fluctuation, and the more difficult it is to calm. However, with various objects, the fluctuation will only occur at that moment.

"In the last world, when you summoned Stride, Professor, you triggered a powerful subspace fluctuation. This fluctuation lasted for a full month before it subsided. And after that, you continued to deploy humanoids and armored units... I have detailed records here. The subspace fluctuations you triggered were truly continuous."

"No, you don't even tell me about this kind of thing..." Sun Yang said, and at the same time he was secretly glad that it was not the extremely deadly subspace fluctuation. If it was that, he might have been finished.

As long as it’s not... No, no, don’t think about it. The more you think about it, the more likely it is to get into trouble. Don’t think about this thing anymore. People will die. People will definitely die.

This type of fluctuation isn't uncommon. Based on what we've observed before, subspace fluctuations are more like a common natural phenomenon. To put it in perspective, someone or something is constantly traveling through it. And until recently, we haven't observed any unusual reactions.

"However, during the last period of time, the professor summoned over four hundred humanoids to battle. The subspace fluctuations formed during that period were perhaps too regular. And the subspace fluctuations you triggered when you sent Strider back were particularly noticeable. It's the same world, after all."

[Explaining this through data might sound a bit abstract. Here, I'll directly share the conclusions we've drawn based on the monitoring and test results.]

[Professor, you have been noticed.] Pascal said seriously.

"..." As expected, the price of casually pulling someone in wouldn't be that simple. Sun Yang squatted in the desert, his head buzzing. Shit, how could such a terrifying thing target him?

"The professor's continuous return of large numbers of humanoids and powerful mages like Strade to a certain coordinate may have been noticed by some. Professor, as an anchor point, the spatial vibrations you generate are also very large, so we can also observe your return from the new world to other worlds."

Just a few hours ago, when you returned from another world, we noticed a powerful new subspace wave. That wave collided directly with your signal, knocking you off course and drifting to another world. It seems they knew your departure point was Ains's world, so they made preparations in advance.

"Shit!" was all Sun Yang could think of. He had no real sense of reality, as he was completely unconscious during the transmission.

Was it true that he possessed the strength of an undead? Even after being hurled into another world by another wave of subspace fluctuations, his body managed to remain intact...was this opponent out to kill? Honestly, Sun Yang felt it was a miracle that he was still alive.

No wonder I felt so much pain all over my body when I just woke up. Logically speaking, a living person wouldn't feel that much pain even if he was dying.

But in this case, if the other party is a Warp Hunter, wouldn't it be dangerous and difficult not only to return to the Dark Souls world, but also to bring other humanoids here?

Damn it, without the support of the humanoids and the upgrades to the Dark Souls world, how the hell am I supposed to survive in other worlds? With a body that's barely stronger than a human's, a few bullets would kill me!

"Pascal, I'd like to ask, what you said about being able to intercept and the subspace fluctuations... I remember there should be no time difference when I pulled people here. But when I returned, I was intercepted? Why is that?"

[The difference in soul power, Master Sun Yang. You can also think of it as a difference in energy density.] Having escaped the disaster, Stride entered from the corridor off-screen.

111 Theory, and Newcomers

Although the rules of each world are not universal, they at least adhere to the principle that the larger the object, the slower it moves under the same force. Within this, the power of the soul plays a significant role. Fifty dead zombies and one living zombie will move at the same speed after transfer.

"That's why your humanoids can move so quickly, and even your Titan tanks can move easily. But if you want to move me... even if I don't resist at all and follow the force of the transfer, Master Sun Yang, it will be very difficult for you to move, and the fluctuations in the subspace will be difficult to calm."

Strade told Sun Yang his theory.

"You're kidding! My soul power is obviously weaker than yours." Sun Yang pointed at Strider and said, "If this guy really wanted to fight one-on-one, he could kill me with just the control panel."

He couldn't beat Sun Yang because Sun Yang's armed forces were too outrageous. Besides, it was useless for him to sabotage. He couldn't enter highly confidential places. Assassinating a humanoid was useless because he could reload the file and install a new body the next second.

"This entire base is protected by your soul power, and you're telling me you're weaker than me. Master Sun Yang's humor is becoming increasingly difficult for me to understand. Anyway, based on my hypothesis and Dr. Pascal's data, the lower the energy level, the faster the unit's transfer. My return might just be a fluke, but the humanoids probably can't intercept it. If the civilization or creature that knocked you to this new world could intercept it, the detectors would be filled with subspace fluctuations trying to scam you." After Strade finished his explanation, he left.

"Anyway, after Strade and I analyzed it, this is what I meant. I stopped you because doing so would likely expose your whereabouts again and lead to your detection..." Pascal added his opinion.

"Finally, determining your destination is incredibly difficult. You probably won't understand the complexities of the situation, and the other party won't actually know where you'll end up. But I imagine it'll take at least a while before you can return to Dark Souls," Pascal added.

In summary, the long-term, regular large-scale summoning and repatriation of humanoids, and then Strider's return attracted the attention of something.

The image reflects regular, tiny ripples, which are particularly common, and the large ripples caused by Strider are also common. But the combination of so many regular ripples and large ripples does not look natural.

Huge ripples like Sun Yang's were not uncommon, but for some reason, something connected those regular ripples with Sun Yang's actions, and immediately made preparations after Strade returned, intercepting Sun Yang and knocking him into another world.

For example, the enemy doesn't know which world Sun Yang is in or which world he is going to.

It's just that a certain ripple in a certain place was too coherent, which made the other party suspicious, so he prepared subspace fluctuations in advance. When he observed the generation of ripples nearby, he used his own subspace fluctuations to make the two ripples collide.

Then the two ripples on the water collided with each other and finally returned to calm. Sun Yang didn't know where the other party had gone, and the other party didn't know where Sun Yang had gone.

In the eyes of both sides, the subspace resembled countless layers of intertwined, turbulent, boiling water, and only very strange ripples could attract people's attention.

Well, at least we can bring the dolls and equipment. But we can't just randomly bring people with us like before... Sun Yang temporarily gave up the idea of ​​returning.

Since we are here, let's just make the best of it. Sun Yang showed a dead pig fearless mentality, damn it, this trip can be regarded as a lesson learned, just consider it a lesson, I didn't die on the spot is quite good.

"Also, Professor, there's one more thing we need to tell you. Agent, we've finished talking to you, Professor."

"What's going on? Agent?" Sun Yang hadn't expected something unexpected to happen at the base, and his heart began pounding. He really couldn't believe some people hadn't returned home.

The agent's image appeared, bowed, and began to report: "Master, Griffin just created a space-time fluctuation, sending a humanoid named "Aliana" here."

Huh? A new person has been sent here? Sun Yang scratched his head. It's over. He doesn't know this Aliana. This shouldn't be the case. Even if he doesn't know her, he should at least have some impression of her.

"Let's meet first. Let her explain the situation." After Sun Yang finished speaking, a human figure with long pink and white hair and indifferent blue eyes walked in from behind.

She wore a black beret, a British-style beige long coat, and a brown cape.

She wore a tight shirt and a green short skirt underneath, with graceful legs wrapped in white silk and a pair of short boots on her feet.

In short, she's a very beautiful and elegant figure, but she seems rather reserved.

[Reporting in, former Ranger, Sun, Ariana. Commander, we meet again.]

Meeting again? Sun Yang was a little unsure about his relationship with the other party. Damn it, it seems I can't get away with it this time. Sun Yang didn't say anything, but frowned.

"Ms. Aliana, please answer your question truthfully." The agent reminded her.

"I understand. Please allow me to explain. After bidding farewell to the Moon, I joined the Griffin team. Honestly, it doesn't matter who I serve, as long as the ultimate goal is to defeat Avernus. I understand the outside world's evaluation of humanoids, so I have no complaints about joining the Griffin team."

[Based on my timeline, approximately forty minutes ago, a humanoid named M4 approached me, claiming she had a way to return to a point in time past where it was irreversible, and that she needed my help.]

I've never met M4, but I know she must have become something more powerful. So I asked her if she could save me and my teammates, but she told me she couldn't go back as far as the Third World War, only a little further. To that end, she had many people make thorough preparations.

Curious about her methods, I agreed. Then she reached out and grabbed me... and here I was. Being held at gunpoint by a group of nervous humanoids, and subjected to a full electronic warfare system, nearly frying my mind. While our interactions weren't exactly pleasant, I didn't think I'd be considered an enemy.

[But we have no record of you, Ariana. You don't exist here.] The agent continued to stare at her intently.

"I have something that M4 told you that only you know. With this, I can prove my identity. Commander, please let me know."

"Tell me about it." Sun Yang had a vague answer in his mind, but it still needed confirmation.

This base is a merger of Oasis and Griffin, and is manufactured using machines capable of crushing and re-printing various materials. Your departure likely coincided with the AR team's attack on Avernus, and my awakening occurred after that. M4 copied your timeline and transferred it to this world, then copied the newly emerged me back here.

"Didn't she tell you anything else? Like bringing a message or something?" Sun Yang asked.

"If you have any questions, ask my clone. Don't waste too much time." She said. Ariana looked at M4, who was watching the excitement from behind.

[Huh?] M4 didn't expect this to be related to him.

Well, that's M4's style. She'd always try to trick her clone, and only she would casually leave such a comment.

"Well, welcome aboard, Aliana. I hope you can adapt to the environment of this new base."

[It's okay, just getting to know some new friends. However, the performance of the humanoids and base bodies here is much higher, and the average level has increased.]

"Since we have to prepare, we should naturally give the best parts." After Sun Yang finished speaking, he asked the agent to invite Aliana back, and he finally cheered up and prepared to explore this new world.

112 Welcome to Mojave

Donning a thick cloak, he drove an armored jeep across the vast desert. The sturdy and reliable jeep jolted over the uneven ground, making it difficult for Sun Yang to even finish a bottle of water.

At the back of the jeep, the new figure stared out the window, the SCAR assault rifle in his hand also having a rusty camouflage treatment added to it.

"I didn't expect it to be this world." Sun Yang muttered. He glanced at the images provided by the micro drones in the sky around him and turned the steering wheel slightly to deviate from the direction.

A few kilometers ahead, a small group of soldiers armed with automatic rifles and wearing uniform gray-green uniforms passed by. They crossed the cracked asphalt road and slowly moved eastward.

On the side of the road ahead of them, on a fallen, rusty sign, one could barely make out a few large words: WELCOME TO LAS VEGAS.

I don’t know who was so humorous that he painted over the word LAS and replaced it with NEW with spray paint.

So the sign was changed to NEW VEGAS.

With signs like this and the soldiers' iconic automatic rifles and uniforms, Sun Yang had completely understood what kind of world this was.

The famous "Fallout: New Vegas".

Although most people have never played it, when it comes to bragging, many people will use this game as a bargaining chip to criticize other games.

New Vegas had many other flaws, but its plot and character development were truly top-notch. At least among the games Sun Yang knew, there were very few with such a strong story and script.

The entire Fallout game is set against the backdrop of undeveloped advanced electronic technology, controlled nuclear energy, and oil shortages. After experiencing the oil shortage, the world erupts in the final war, a nuclear war.

A nuclear bomb destroyed the entire world, and only those who entered the shelter were lucky enough to survive safely. Outside, the sparse population struggled to survive in the land full of nuclear radiation.