My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank

Chapter 2728 - 910: Monica and Mosna—All Good and Bad Forgotten, All Past Emptied

The latter immediately jumped up and stammered to Murphy:

"Sorry, Lord Administrator, I didn’t anticipate that the thing across would move. My mistake put you in unexpected danger, please allow me to...

"No need, it’s not necessarily a bad thing, either for you or me."

Murphy waved his hand, not explaining to Mosna what he encountered on the other side, and just handed over the memory core in his hand to the amnesiac sentinel, saying:

"Install it, and you’ll know what happened over the past thousand years. Don’t worry, it’s been purified, those memory data won’t become subspace pollution meme carriers."

"Can I refuse?"

As a maintenance sentinel, Mosna looked at the "mysterious" memory core in Murphy’s hand with a suspicious gaze, she said:

"According to Sentinel Code Article 119, Clause 4, arbitrarily modifying one’s components without submitting an application for approval is a serious violation, which might even lead to scrapping if serious consequences occur. I don’t want to..."

"You cannot refuse!"

Murphy interrupted Mosna’s feeble argument, shoved the memory core into her hand, and said:

"If you don’t install it, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life, and this is an order from the administrator. You mentioned before, until you return to the Sentinel Corps’ ranks, you must follow my instructions. So, install it!

This is not a request."

"Fine."

Mosna shrugged and accepted the memory core, which still glimmered with the remnants of the Omega program, knowing she couldn’t install an extra module on her own—especially since the slot was at the back of her head and she couldn’t exactly dismantle her own head to complete the installation.

Therefore, she needed help from her apprentice.

Before the three of them got busy, Murphy asked:

"Now that the subspace rift is sealed, the Beta program components are useless, right? Can I take it away?"

"Why take it away?"

Mosna asked in surprise:

"That thing is extremely heavy, cannot be used as a single-person device, and every activation consumes an astonishing amount of energy, only military-grade energy bays barely suffice to charge it."

"But it can seal the subspace rift for a thousand years, meaning it can also be used to trap those subspace creatures."

Murphy explained:

"Thinking ahead to my increasingly frequent encounters with these bastards, I believe we should find means of containment and restraint more effective than the Omega program. I can’t always go up and fight them myself, can I?

Besides, I have military-grade energy cabins too.

So can I ask you to help me modify the effective structure of the Beta device once you’ve handled your current issues? I want to add another special weapon attachment for subspace operations onto the ’War Marshal Armor’."

"Oh, that’s no problem."

Mosna replied:

"The Beta program module already has an initial design for weaponization, intended for airship blueprints, and only needs some base design modifications to become a power armor accessory.Luckily, your set of power armor has a uniquely designed multi-spec interface commander array, making resettlement quite convenient during exchange."

"Alright, then I’ll leave it to you."

Murphy nodded, then activated quantum communications to ask Cement Sister:

"When will Cardman City reach the designated landing point?"

"About thirty minutes, Sir Murphy."

Cement Sister replied:

"But the situation at Klim Fortress likely won’t hold for thirty minutes, Winter Wolf Aelius was completely outmatched against Helsun just now, and the God of the North Wind isn’t only facing Helsun as an adversary.The Master of Hunting’s enhancements for Huggesen have increased its strength to the point of overwhelming Gold.If no powerful factors appear, the God of the North Wind’s ending could be extremely dire.Just now, Lady Triss requested I ask you to return there immediately to oversee the situation...I’ve hidden the matter of your accidental entry into subspace so Lady Triss wouldn’t worry."

"Well done."

Murphy checked the time on his mechanical pocket watch, saying:"How’s the ’War Marshal Armor’ prep?"

"It’s charging hidden rear energy from the energy cabin in Swamp Forbidden Area, it’ll be completed in at most ten minutes. Should I activate its combat mode for you?"Cement Sister spoke with a researcher’s admiration and said:"I have to say, your preparations for this battle exceeded our expectations,"

"Keep charging, no rush for a few minutes."

Murphy said:"After charging completes, send it to the catapult platform,directly launch with containment jars to Klim Fortress battlefield—I need to hurry over to assess the situation.If things aren’t looking good, I could personally escort Old Su Head through his final journey."

"Got it!"

Cement Sister responded thereafter.

As Murphy walked towards the teleportation pad, the last movable contributors in Base R-9 had also been assembled.More than fifty hairy black or gray werewolves waited there with a mix of trepidation and anticipation for Murphy’s judgment of their fate, all clad in traveler gear, armed with weapons,a symbol that a not entirely bleak future had already embraced them.

"Your leader Marcus completed the difficult tasks I assigned him, and you shall also emerge onto the continent’s stage todayas a source of civilization."