Perhaps it is because the Royal Oak, a ship girl who runs a hotel, has half of her dynasty blood, or she is not the one who holds the kitchen... This is unlikely because the British food on the menu is full of water.

The fish and chips placed in front of Mishan are quite delicious, crispy on the outside and fragrant on the inside without greasiness.

As a side dish given by the waiter, it is not a dark dish.

Overall, Mishan was very satisfied with the first meal in this hodgepodge world.

...It would be even better if Vayne had no active taste of the dishes.

Unlike Vayne, who has the convenience of purification skills like Greenhill, the way to protect Mishan in terms of diet is to taste the dishes served by yourself.

This makes various tactical humanoid waiters who have no other guests quietly pay attention to their table.

It also makes Mishan feel strange as if she shares a dish with the tentacle monster.

Until Mishan had enough food and drink, there was still empty in front of a sniper rifle girl who had not ordered.

It looks miserable as if it has been abused.

Finally, the sniper rifle girl came back to her senses from the fantasy of being buried by a bunch of "big brand" energy liquid and lubricating oil, and asked Mi Shan:

"What are you going to do with me?"

"I'm thinking." Mishan picked up a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth and said, "You have to be glad that Vayne is my guard, not others."

If it were Greenhill, I guess the gun girl is in the memory black box state now.

Mi Lin and Mi Ying will definitely not let go of their plans to study robots in another world.

Jia Jia...No one will hand over the task of protecting Lord Mi Shan to Jia Jia.

"It's killing or cutting, at least give it a correct number." said Elle Barrett, the sniper rifle girl.

"Well... how to say it, for me, you who are alive are more useful than you who become a memory black box." Mishan said: "But I'm thinking about how to control you."

"Control me? Isn't this a good solution? Find a tactical humanoid repair station and clean my memory module." Alee Barrett said:

"I promise I won't leave any other miscellaneous memories."

"Your complicated experience is more useful to me than your tactical experience." Mi Shan said.

"...then...well...then that's complicated." said the sniper rifle girl: "I only have two memory modules, one is basic tactical memory, and the other is other memory modules."

"If I don't thoroughly clean other memory modules, I'm still a soldier from the Republic of Canada."

Simply put, as long as Mi Shan releases this gun girl, the gun girl will definitely run back to her original service unit.

I really don’t know how it was set up, and how could the other party surrender decisively while saying that he is still a soldier?

Mi Shan suddenly remembered that in the extremely water-deficient desert area, the Italian soldiers in World War II who had to boil noodles with drinking water.

It seems that the other party has the same mentality... Mishan has a further understanding of the cultural gap between the East and the West.

"Is that true?" Mi Shan said in a turbulent tone.

"Well... the memory module can only be cleaned up in areas, and cannot be cleaned up in parts." said the sniper rifle girl: "The consequences of forced local cleaning may cause..."

"It may cause sequelae, right?" Mishan replied quickly.

"Yes" sniper rifle girl Ailee Barrett lowered her head and began to recall the memories of the non-tactical module.

Maybe in a few hours, she will say goodbye to the memories of these good and bad.

"Um..." Mishan thought for a while, then contacted Greenhill from another world and said: "Prepare a bottle of margarita oil for me."

"...Yes, sir." Greenhill was a little puzzled by wondering why sir Mishan wanted margarita oil... This high-end luxury product needed by purely artificial talents.

But for no reason, Greenhill still obeyed the order and sent a bottle of margarita oil across the world.

As the "bridge" of the two worlds gradually unfolded, from the beginning, only voice data could be transmitted, and later "memory black box" could be transmitted, and now a bottle of "margarita oil" can be transmitted in reverse.

Maybe soon, Mishan's other game characters can also travel to this big comprehensive world.

Milky white margarita oil is placed in a transparent glass bottle like milk.

I don’t understand how Mishan transformed this bottle of “milk” into a sniper rifle girl. After Mishan opened the lid, she smelled a breath that made her tactical human figure extremely intoxicated.

"This...this is..." Just smelling the smell, there was an urge to snatch it. Alei Barrett stared at the glass bottle in front of him with a straight look.

In addition to her, the tactical humanoid waiters nearby also smelled the smell, but they were a little far away, and they were not as big as the gun girl in front of Mi Shan.

The store manager Royal Oak, who was waiting for the money to get some money, woke up in a panic.

She remembers this smell... This is the repair liquid used by the first generation of ship girls.

... Margarita oil is a repair product that can be used to treat all diseases in the human Legion League, well, the artificial human who should be called the Dark Night Guard Force, in addition to broken arms and legs... By the way, it can also keep the intoxicating body fragrance for 72 hours. (Black question mark face)

As for how it was done, it has to be asked Greenhill, the master of alchemy who has always been concealed by his engineering ability.

Unfortunately, what disappointed a certain Gunnie was that Mi Shan did not hand over this bottle of "big brand" maintenance solution to Vayne sitting beside him.

...It was no surprise. I was just a prisoner, how could I enjoy such good treatment...

Despite thinking so, Alei Barrett's eyes were still nailed to the bottle of "milk".

Vayne, who knew what Lord Mishan wanted to do himself, took out a knife, poked his fingertips, and a drop of sticky liquid dripped into the "Margarita Oil".

In an instant, the milky white margarita oil turned into a bloody liquid like a magic trick.

The taste has also gone from extremely attractive to tactical humanoids, making tactical humanoids nauseous.

"Well... what does this taste like!" Ailee Barrett said, covering his nose.

"...Is tactical human figures also rely on their nose to smell things?" Mi Shan said strangely.

"The odor resolution module is installed in the nasal cavity area." The sniper rifle girl said buzzing because she covered her nose.

The waiters who also smelled the strange smell subconsciously moved away a few steps away. The Royal Oak, who had woken up, stared at the reddish margarita oil, and spit out a line of words "Deep-sea repair fluid..."

Mishan didn't know what the smell of this bottle of margarita oil turned into a blood collection bottle, which made these tactical humanoids unable to bear it.

But Mishan, who thought this was not the point, pushed the discolored margarita oil to Ailee Barrett and said, "It's okay to drink it or inject it into the body by any other method."

"Can I refuse?" said the sniper rifle girl with a broken face.

"Then hand over the memory black box." Mi Shan smiled.

"I drink...I drink..." Ailee Barrett knew that this was a simple choice of two choices. He picked up the glass bottle with a tragic expression on his face, and seemed to be planning to drink it directly.

"Don't drink it!" A voice mixed with a little anger interrupted the movement of the sniper rifle girl.

I only saw the owner of this store, Royal Oak, unfolding its ship's gear and aiming the main gun at Mi Shan and his ranks.

"?" Mi Shan showed a strange expression.
Chapter completed!