Chapter 617 – E021 BAD ENDING 012 Sold Barney Combatant Sonia 2
“Lasix…? Then the Lasix lady… Where is the Lasix technical manager?”
Combatant No. 5094 attempted to contact Lasix’s terminal with a receiver connected to the brain data Wi-Fi chip after receiving a status check request, not a command.
The mechanical radio receiver inserted into Combatant No. 5094’s right ear began to light up.
“Connecting… No response. Retry… No response 2 retries… No response.”
“Currently, Administrator Lasix is out of the office. Would you like to leave a message?”
Brainwashed combatant number 5094 of the organization Chaos, who smiles and sometimes twitches as if he’s gone. The answer he gave with a smile decided the fate of Combatant No. 5094.
Sigh… I guess I can do this with a smile! A junior scientist from the organization Chaos who gives orders to Combatant No. 5094, seemingly having found a solution together.
“Combatant No. 5094!”
“Four! Combatant No. 5094! Ready to be abandoned at any time for the sake of Organization Chaos!”
Combatant 5094 responds with one hand stretched out above his head. The scientist turned to the combatant’s side and asked a question.
Rather than asking, do you know this? A question to the effect of
“Combatant No. 5094. Report what to do if the manager of a junior brainwashed combatant is absent!”
This time too, we give you the same ‘report!’ Combatant No. 5094 began to answer.
“If the administrator is absent, try contacting them one last time. If the administrator is still absent, immediately transfer all authority to another administrator and follow the new administrator’s instructions!”
“That’s right! Combatant 5094. Then, can you call me one more time now? I’ll get a screwdriver to take the receiver off!”
Although it is somewhat strange, Combatant 5094 is a combatant who does not question it because it is a rule that must be followed as a combatant of Organization Chaos. Just like that, the wireless receiver mounted on my right ear started flashing again.
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“… How do you feel?”
A scientist from Organization Chaos speaking to Combatant No. 5094 while holding the leash of another low-level brainwashed combatant who was tied up tightly so that he could not say anything.
“Yes. It has been confirmed that the current administrator, Lasix, is absent. As a fixture combatant for Organization Chaos, the administrator is waiting to be changed.”
Uiiiiing. Combatant No. 5094 confronts the scientist who is testing the ultra-small mini electric screwdriver that appears to be turning each screwdriver by hand these days.
And the scientist gives orders again.
“Okay. So from now on, I am the manager of Combatant 5094. Do you understand?”
“… Last reconfirmation communication… Absent… Confirmed. As of this moment, I have transferred the administrator authority of combatant No. 5094. Please take care of me. Drip… Heehee…Ah, 55%♡”
The scientist, who had received administrator authority from Lasix, who was unable to communicate, began to turn Combatant No. 5094’s nipple ring to the right ten times.
The difference between Sonia, Combatant 5094, and other brainwashed combatants was the wireless receiver and the black-purple combat uniform that had already disappeared,
This meant that the structure of the nipple ring had the same function for any combatant.
“…1–% application completed. Waiting for instructions from combatant 5094.”
Combatant No. 5094, as the nipples were twisted to the right, the frequency of human breathing began to decrease.
Don’t move. Driver goes in. The brainwashed combatant, who stood like a doll without any command, just stood there blankly.
Weeeee_ of
Combatant 5094 felt something fall out of his right ear. Peeling mecha receiver, peeling visor,
Combatant No. 5094’s golden eyes and blonde hair were revealed.
“Then follow the manager’s orders…!”
Report current sensitivity settings. Oh, was it ten times more?
The new manager flicked Combatant #5094’s clitoris and eventually inserted his finger. As if the pleasure accumulated in the body suddenly poured out like a flood, a stream of water began to slowly flow down Combatant No. 5094’s private parts, and he was drenched from tip to tip of his thighs, shining like water-glossed skin, making Combatant No. 5094’s body look even more lewd and lewd. .
“Ah… Hehe…♡”
As Combatant 5094 felt an inexplicable joy in his heart, like all brainwashed combatants, he recalled that moment of joy… Combatant 5094 began to regenerate.
A brainwashed combatant with a red blush on his cheeks and his body shaking.
‘Enter command engraving settings. Reset.’ The brainwashed combatant’s eyes become dazed by the manager’s voice. The mouth that smiled slightly opened blankly.
“If you hand it over to the black market, you won’t have to worry about activity costs for a while. Ah… Now it’s important. Don’t move, Combatant No. 5094.”
“Eeh… Chogihaa…”
Brainwashing combatants’ nipple rings or piercings. Sonia’s new manager took out the common nippers since there was no assumption that the clitoral fixing ring would also be removed in Organization Chaos.
If you don’t want to damage your nipples, don’t move them. Despite the warning, Sonia trembles slightly as the cold metal touches both her nipples and clitoris. Combatant No. 5094.
“Hey… Administrator… Reset is at 54 percent…♡”
The new manager began to apply force to the nippers while pressing her reddened breasts with both hands. Talk. Talk. A golden ring that is cut off by a sound.
When I looked closely, it seemed like there was a small needle sticking out. Combatant No. 5094’s nipples began to grow slightly larger, as the being that was squeezing them disappeared.
Combatant No. 5094, where cold needles were inserted into the freed nipples and then both nipples were tied with strange metal wires.
“… Initialization completed. Administrator. Shall we proceed with setting and engraving commands?”
No. Just follow me. It would be sold anyway… Combatant No. 5094? Delete that name too. Combatant No. 5094 reported to the administrator who said so, “Yes! Temporary administrator! … The deletion has been completed!”
A scientist from the organization Chaos, who was slowly disappearing from the outskirts of Akac City while pulling on the rope connected to the already tightly tied brainwashed low-level combatant’s leash and the nipple of something that was Combatant No. 5094. Of course, a scientist had applied for a long-term leave.
When Lasix woke up from a faint and looked around the facility, there was nothing there. There were just the usual low-level brainwashed combatant girls… Nothing.
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Like modifying a leotard slightly and adding it to a lewd outfit that exposes the breasts, navel, and clitoris
Sonia, the ‘real’ Sky City hero, slowly began to climb up the podium wearing shiny latex gloves and over-high knee socks.
This black market product has the bells attached to the tip of the clitoris and below the nipple piercings jingling and the cat ears pricking every time it moves. [Product Name: Multipurpose Combatant 08]
The host’s microphone rings, saying, “What a beautiful sight.”
Watching the versatile combatant slowly walk up to the stage with both wrists behind his back as if showing off, he gathered the lights in the center of the stage and slowly opened his mouth.
“Dear bidders… Today, the lease period ends again, and the long-awaited product has arrived!”
After kneading her breasts as if she were selling cushions, pulling them to show how firm they were, she let go and the bouncy, versatile combatant’s breasts popped right back into place.
“…♡”
A versatile combatant who maintains a backward posture without speaking or reacting, like a ‘product’ waiting to be sold.
“Okay, lovely versatile combatant. First, introduce yourself… Oh, no! I made a mistake, haha, sorry. Let me introduce you to the product.”
The host vigorously removed the ball gag that was binding the real versatile combatant’s mouth and slowly brought the microphone up to a distance that almost touched the versatile combatant’s lips.
And as everyone expected, the versatile combatant began to give the desired answers
“Hello everyone. I am a multipurpose combatant capable of combat, office work, light labor, and sexual processing services. I used to be a brainwashing combatant for the organization Chaos, but now I am a simple rental combatant.
What I like the most is… The thing that torments my heart…
As requested by the owner who completely purchased me, I again volunteered for a fixed-term lease…
I am ready to do anything for the master who rents me… Battle… Even sex… Please leave it to me as much as you want…”
As the versatile combatant finished speaking, cheers were heard. Like an experienced host, the host waited for the cheers to subside and then continued promoting the product.
“Then, let’s test the performance of the product first. Then, are you the owner of the multipurpose combatant 08 that I am currently showing you as a product?”
