The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

... They have thought about various other methods, but they have all been discovered.

She had hoped to collect money to save money and leave here with her brother, but instead she fell into this dangerous situation because of her savings.

"Don't listen to her rambling, let's just catch them and search them all over to find some money."

"It makes sense. When the time comes, people will sell it to the gang next door. Both women and boys can exchange some wine money."

Just as this group of people was about to rush forward, there was a strange sound from behind.

The robbers who heard the movement turned and looked behind them, and saw a figure wearing a black leather cloak and a white mask.

At the same time, there is a companion lying at his feet with a pale face and protruding eyes.

A gust of wind blew the cloak on his body and made a sound, and the brown hair could be seen faintly in the hood.

The experience of the people at the bottom made them realize that this guy is very bad.

But before these people finished speaking, this figure rushed up at an unimaginable speed.

Fist crackling landed on these people.

According to this kind of kinetic energy, these people should have lost consciousness immediately, but he deliberately controlled his strength and beat them with just the right amount of force.

The force is enough to make them suffer pain, make them roll their eyes and twitch, but it will not cause death or disability, as if they enjoy violence.

But in this process, he didn't have any enthusiasm, and the pair of golden eyes under the white mask showed neither joy nor anger.

This group of people had no power to fight back and were knocked to the ground on the spot, while the pair of siblings looked at the person in front of them with horrified eyes—or something that might not be human at all.

He moved his shoulders, then turned around and walked out of the dead end without looking at the siblings.

After the siblings were stunned for a while, they decisively took a sum of money from these unconscious people, and then decisively slipped away.

Who is that?

It's Qin En!

He came to harvest energy.

The energy for Qin En's upgrade comes from life energy.

So it doesn't matter whether it's the person Qin En killed or not: as long as it appears within the range, it will become Qin En's thing.

And Qin En didn't need to kill people, he would get a small amount of energy fragments by constantly beating and weakening the opponent's physical and mental strength like before.

This kind of income is not as high as the energy harvested by meditating in a daze in a stable hospital, but it is better than nothing.

"I kind of miss the Orc ruins." Qin En said to himself.

Qin En has lost a large amount of stable energy sources since the Orc ruins were closed.

But now I just think about it, Qin En doesn't regret it——

In the battle at the Orc ruins, he had already raised his current state to the peak of his current performance.

"No, or it is more correct to say that the peak state of the body I am currently controlling."

This is the limit of what 16Lab dolls can achieve.

From the present point of view, the only solution to enhance combat effectiveness is to continuously expand one's own puppet.

"Other tactical dolls have four puppets, and I... only have four places?"

Qin En is not sure, it may or may not be, but for the time being, he should be more cautious.

Letting Shun develop a new system of dolls is also an effort to create more powerful puppets.

Then Qin En will put his energy into the brand new puppet, let it strive to reach his current level of 16 LAB or higher.

"Who would think they are too strong?"

Strive to harvest more energy!

At this moment, Qin En suddenly heard a scream.

The system map instantly locked the location, and Qin En arrived at the screaming location, and saw a few drunk men trying to rape a disheveled middle-aged woman!

There is no story here, it's just a simple incident.

Therefore, without hesitation, Qin En punched and kicked these drunks into the wall—just like the people in cartoons, they were all recessed into the wall.

One of them didn't pass out. Looking at Qin En who was dressed strangely, he shouted with a tenor voice higher than that of the woman: "Who are you!? Why did you jump out and meddle in your own business!"

Qin En deliberately lowered his voice, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Em Bateman."

"what?"

Snapped.

After speaking, Qin En took a stick and slammed his lower body, knocking him unconscious.

Then he turned and left without hesitation, and went to another leek field, leaving only the legend of Embaitman behind.

It was not until dawn that Qin En returned to the Griffin headquarters.

"Get 242 energy points, it's not bad, it's better than nothing."

Imitating Batman in doing so should one day cultivate a bunch of villains who don't take themselves seriously, right?