After a normal person's wrists and ankles are tied for a few hours, it takes a while to relax and activate the muscles just after they are untied.

This setting does not exist for tactical humanoids that do not have blood vessels in the body, only various lines.

As soon as Mishan lifted the gravity lock, ** Elle Barrett came to a stretching exercise.

Seeing that the other party was so vivid, without the appearance of a captive at all, Mi Shan asked with some curiosity:

"For a tactical humanoid with a firearm like you, is the humanoid the body, or is the firearm the body?"

In response to Mi Shan's question, ** Niang immediately replied: "Of course the humanoid is the body, no, it is the thing that houses the memory black box is the body, and some tactical humanoids like to put their memory black box in the gun, and the gun is the body at that time." ”

"It's a stupid behavior, and when you encounter a wide range of high-intensity EMPs, it will cause you to be unable to control your body."

"The main body is just a black box of memory?" Mi Shan asked thoughtfully.

"Well, yes." ** Niang said: "Under normal circumstances, the captive tactical humanoid is directly taken out of the memory black box. ”

"Then I want you to hand it over now, will you hand it over?" Mishan said half-jokingly.

"Eh" ** Niang glanced at Mi Shan, then at Mi Shan's side and Wayne, who had just come out of the museum, and said in a tangled manner:

"Of course, I'm a captive, but it's best to put it in a special storage box and don't bump into it."

"Although I don't feel anything about the black box state, it affects the situation after the restart, and there will be sequelae."

As he spoke, the tactical humanoid reached out to his chest.

"Oh, just kidding, don't take it seriously." Mi Shan stopped the other party's movements and said.

"Whew," Elle Barrett sighed.

Seeing the other party's attitude, Mi Shan was curious: "Is it important?" ”

"If you take out the memory black box, it is equivalent to being killed, and you need to re-apply for ** Ming after restarting." To put it simply, handing over the memory black box by yourself is no different from "temporary suicide" for a tactical humanoid with "**".

"It's a delicate setting." After some evaluation, Yoneshan turned around and walked into the restaurant, which looked formal from the signboard.

After walking a few steps, Mi Shantou didn't find that this tactical humanoid hadn't kept up, and he didn't reply: "Why are you stupid, keep up." ”

"Can I go in too?" Elle Barrett didn't know why she could go in.

"When you don't have the money to pay the bill, I can mortgage you." Mi Shan said to the spear girl in a joking tone again.

"Oh oh" Thinking that this was normal, the gun lady Elle Barrett hurriedly followed, and after taking two steps and finding that something was wrong, the gun girl raised her head and looked at the sign.

"Hey" saw a special sign of a ship on the signboard, and the gun girl, who was about to say something, was dragged in by Wayne, who walked to her side, with her arms raised.

Seeing the guest come to the door, the waiter, who was dressed like a maid's costume but with some differences, immediately greeted him and bowed and said:

"Welcome"

Before he could say "coming", the waitress who raised his head and saw Mi Shan's face immediately changed and shouted, and ran into the hotel, shouting as he ran:

"Sister Oak! Sister Oak! Someone's coming! ”

Mi Shan and Wayne glanced at each other suspiciously, and said with an inexplicable expression in the other party's eyes:

"Am I scary?"

Wayne shook his head and said that he didn't know what the situation was, but because of the lifting of restrictions, in order to avoid accidents, a certain ** mother who had been holding Wayne's arm sighed and said:

"This shop is dedicated to the reception of tactical humanoids"

"It turns out that I went to the wrong store," Mishan who originally chose this store because he saw the quietness and cleanliness of this hotel, turned around and planned to leave.

"Wait a minute, guest." A soft-sounding voice came from the restaurant and said, "I'm very sorry to frighten you, but we also provide ordinary people's catering services." ”

The utterance was uttered by a girl who looked like she had just woken up, wearing a red military uniform, white boots, dark black pantyhose, and a strange and polite girl with an "R" logo on her head.

"Below is the owner of this shop, the battleship humanoid royal oak, and I ask for your forbearance for Matilda's rude just now."

"Wow, battleship humanoid" A certain gunwoman's pupils flashed with excitement.

"Yes, under is a ship mother, according to the current parlance, it should be called a battleship humanoid." The royal oak bowed slightly to Mi Shan, who was still followed by a spear girl.

"Royal Oak?" After looking at the other party's shape up and down, Mi Shan, who felt very familiar, asked, "Ship r is not right, Phantom Meng?" ”

"Yes, it's a second-generation battleship humanoid made by the Phantom Cute Company." Also said to the royal oak tree, which was not surprised that Rice Shan could recognize him.

"Oh." Mi Shan once again looked at the live-action version or the real ship version of the ship's mother very seriously, and did not ask the other party why he didn't go to the front line to fight the deep sea, but opened a restaurant in the rear.

After sitting down, it took a long time for Elle Barrett, who was able to sit with Mishan, to stabilize his emotions and said:

"It's really a battleship humanoid, no wonder the autonomous prefecture doesn't care about the attitude of other forces at all."

"Isn't it rare?" Mi Shan looked at the menu in his hand, and always felt that the name of the dish on it was very strange and asked.

"On land, battleship humanoids are super rare." **My mother also had a menu at hand, but she didn't pick it up.

"Didn't you say that the ship's mother didn't adapt to the land environment?" Yonesugi's gaze lingered for a long time on the menu marked with the name of the dish "Signature Dish" "Looking Up at the Starry Sky".

"If you don't get used to it, you can beat 100 of the cheapest tactical humanoids like me." Elle Barrett said, "I'll be gray when the shot comes down. ”

"Hmm," Mishan nodded in agreement.

A gun vs a battleship, even if the latter is only a destroyer with the least firepower, it is not an existence that the former can fight against.

Mi Shan felt that a battleship like Royal Oak was on the sea, and it was easy for a ship to lift tens of thousands of Barretts in her home environment.

The shopkeeper, Royal Oak, who had waited for a while and didn't wait for the customer to place an order, took the initiative to lean over again, and asked if there was anything else he needed in the same polite tone as before.

After getting nothing else to reply to, Royal Oak began to recommend his own signature dishes in a clear manner.

There are signature dishes for ordinary people like Mishan, and there are energy liquids and lubes for gun-like tactical humanoids like Elle.

Y. Shan's expression towards the name of the dish in the Royal Oak newspaper did not fluctuate in the slightest.

It's the ** lady who is also regarded as a guest, after hearing the royal oak tree say those in turn, for a big-headed soldier like her, she has only heard of the "big brand" energy liquid and lubricant that she has never really seen.

One will be "oh" and one will be "ah", just like Grandma Liu who entered the Grand View Garden.

When Royal Oak mentions "pigeon pie", which is a signature dish like "looking up at the stars", in order to avoid the appearance of "lampill bibimbap", which makes you fall off when you think about it, Yoneshan asks directly:

"You're an English ship, aren't you?"

"The ancestral home of the prototype below is the Kingdom of Great Britain, but I made it in an East Asian port." Royal Oak replied.

It turned out to be a Chinese-English mixed-race, that is to say, eating the dishes made by the other party is about the same as Schrödinger's cat, and Mi Shan, who is not going to gamble on luck, said:

"Two fish and chips."

"Okay, what about this one?" Royal Oak asked, glancing at the gunman.

"She'll wait," Mishan said.