"Um? Well, you can handle it according to the situation. I'm going on vacation recently, so it's convenient for you to take over those escort missions."
The goods transported from the Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing's port were escorted by Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing, which sounded reasonable.
Isn't it obvious? Shouldn't they immediately start negotiating prices and formulating escort plans?
"Do you mind us taking over your business? It seems that since you started taking these missions until now, you haven't encountered any other types of missions, right?"
Scarecrow was a bit surprised because if Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing took over the task of escorting the city's goods, it wouldn't just be once or twice. It would become a long-term commitment, much like how G&K was stationed in the affluent area to maintain order.
"It doesn't matter. There are plenty of troublesome things in this world nowadays. As for someone like me, as long as I want to find something to do, I can always find some work. Besides, escorting goods all day is quite boring."
During this time, apart from gradually replacing the Doll bodies of his family with new ones, the only thing Reno did was install communication protocols different from those used by Griffin, Sangvis, and many other autonomous dolls.
After all, as doll, relying on shouting every time they spoke was quite inconvenient.
But once this loophole was opened, these little troublemakers could communicate their opinions on the communication channel without Reno's knowledge.
Just like now, when MG3 heard Reno's indifferent attitude towards escort missions, she curiously asked others through the communication channel, "By the way, if we don't take escort missions in the future, what other missions can we take to make money?"
"I don't know, maybe stay in the affluent area like Griffin and protect the wealthy?" P38 also said uncertainly.
"I guess that kind of mission might not be suitable for the commander's personality. I always feel that future missions might be much more difficult than the current escort ones."
"Hey? I quite like these ordinary missions. After all, there's not much danger, and the rewards are pretty good."
While a group of dolls chatted on the communication channel and continuously picked up their chopsticks, Scarecrow, after hearing Reno's statement, immediately nodded in understanding, "Alright, since you have no objections, I'll report your situation up."
"Go ahead." Reno waved his hand, stood up, and picked up a bowl of tofu from the side, putting a few pieces into the pot.
"Okay." Nodding, Scarecrow also cut off the communication, and the holographic image immediately disappeared. The Dinergate, who had just stood still, began to move again.
At this moment, Scarecrow in the Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing frowned, recalling the white tofu pieces that Reno had thrown into the pot earlier.
She didn't know what flavor those tofu pieces were, as Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing had never provided such food before.
Considering Reno's indifferent attitude and the urgent need for someone to escort the goods, coupled with G&K's embarrassing performance in this city, the merchants in the city immediately began to discuss various matters related to the escort of goods with the Sangvis responsible person.
However, compared to Reno's relatively "low" price, Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing was not so easygoing.
Since these large quantities of civilian goods frequently entered and exited their port, it had already had a certain impact on their own material mobilization. Now, even transportation had to rely on them to ensure safety.
Sangvis directly demanded more than ten percent of the escort fee, more than triple Reno's price, and for some particularly valuable goods, the price would be even higher.
But what could they do?
The only one who could compete with Sangvis, G&K, was still in a sorry state. Just dealing with the Doll Rights Association was enough trouble for them, let alone finding more manpower to help escort various goods.
Facing Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing's hefty demands, some merchants immediately began to come up with their own ideas, such as hiring mercenaries to handle security work or spending money to purchase a batch of tactical dolls.
Anyway, everyone had their own way on how to save money!
Although there were some results, whether it was safe was uncertain. Some merchants who hired mercenaries had bad luck; the hired mercenaries were killed by bandits halfway, and sometimes, the mercenaries would even turn against them, robbing their goods and selling them in other cities before disappearing without a trace.
They can't even find them!
And those who hired or purchased tactical doll found for the first time that tactical doll didn't seem as powerful as they had imagined. They would often be heavily damaged every few days, and if they were unlucky, they couldn't even recover their neural cores, resulting in having to pay a fee to IOP for neural cloud storage... Damn, this IOP really knows how to make money!
In this chaos, Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing firmly grasped at least seventy percent of the city's goods transportation work.
As for Reno's side?
Naturally, there was nothing much to say. Just eat, drink, and be merry. It's the New Year, and he doesn't have to work. What does he care about the losses of those unlucky merchants?
"Ah, it's been so idle these days. I feel like I've gained several pounds." SPAS-12 rubbed her round belly, lying in the courtyard of the factory, basking in the sun, and complaining on the communication channel.
"Wake up, stop dreaming. You're a T-Doll, you can't get fat, and even if you gain a few pounds, it's just a drop in the bucket compared to your weight of hundreds of kilograms!"
"Hmph! Same goes for you! We're all over two hundred kilograms! Don't mention others!" SPAS-12 gave Simonov a disdainful look.
This guy, if she didn't say it, would she die?
"P38! Where's P38? Where did she go?" Just as the two were lying on their lounge chairs bickering, Reno's voice rang out from the factory.
Hearing the call, Simonov and SPAS-12 immediately jumped up from their lounge chairs and began to contact P38 through the communication channel. "Hey hey! P38? Where did you go to play? Hurry back, the commander is calling you. Maybe your prize as a major has arrived!"
"A prize!?" As soon as Simonov said this, CF05, who was strolling with P38 in the audiovisual store, immediately took out her wallet, slapped a few bills of the highest denomination on the counter, and grabbed P38's hand to leave.
"Let's go! Let's go back and see! I've been wanting to see what the commander has been up to these days! He actually built a shed in the house! Today I finally get to see it!"
But P38 was a bit at a loss at the moment because on the first day of the new year, she found a coin in her dumpling, and the commander said she won a prize and promised to give her a special New Year gift.
Although she was indeed very happy to receive the gift, the commander's ambiguous smile at the end made her feel a bit uneasy...
Could it be another experimental new equipment?