Their perfect commander

"I hope so..." Hutten also looked at Frederick the Great lying on the bed. She thought what Bismarck said should be right.

For Frederick the Great, if he saw himself in such a miserable state... he probably wouldn't be able to accept it.

"Let's get started, Cologne."

"Ok."

Cologne injected the golden liquid into Frederick the Great's body. As the golden liquid was injected, a faint golden light flashed on Frederick the Great's chest...

35. The Awakening Emperor (4)

The pale golden light spread to Frederick the Great's entire body. His originally calm face now looked a little hideous, as if he had dreamed about something.

But soon, the light disappeared, and Frederick the Great's expression relaxed. A purple-black light emanated from his chest, and the mind cube in his body changed from its original turbid state to purple-black. It seemed that she was about to completely complete a certain state of transformation.

However, the golden liquid injected into her body would also gather in her mind cube, and the golden light would intertwine with the purple-black light.

Mix - break up - mix - the mind cube finally turned into a light golden color, which was very different from the ordinary mind cube.

It’s a pity that the three people in the room did not see this scene.

Cologne always kept an eye on the instruments beside Frederick the Great, and would stop the injection immediately if anything went wrong.

The data was all normal, but as the golden liquid continued to be injected, Frederick the Great's reaction disappeared.

She seemed to have returned to her sleeping state.

"Still not awake..." Bismarck looked at Frederick the Great, her expression didn't seem to change at all. She always looked calm even when faced with a catastrophe, as if nothing could affect her.

Even when she was sunk, she didn't show much expression.

She dedicated everything to Iron Blood!

Or in other words, Iron Blood is her, and she is Iron Blood~~~

Apart from the cartoon mechanical dragon, Bismarck can be said to be a perfect existence~~~

As soon as he finished speaking, Frederick the Great on the bed responded. His beautiful eyes, which had been closed for a long time, slowly opened. The dark golden light was like the stars twinkling in the night sky, charming and distant.

Frederick the Great woke up.

Her blurry vision gradually became clear, her thoughts became clear again, and her memory seemed to remain at the time before she fell into a coma.

Sitting up slowly, Frederick the Great looked at the three people beside him. Although she had been asleep for a long time, she was still the majestic Madonna of Darkness. Her beautiful face exuded full of majesty, and her heavy aura made Cologne a little breathless.

Compared with Bismarck, Frederick the Great seems to have more of a "kingly" demeanor.

"You're awake." Hutten looked at Frederick the Great who had just woken up, and didn't seem to show much emotion. She was such a person, cold on the outside but warm on the inside, but few people knew this, and unfortunately Frederick the Great was one of them.

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"Yes, I'm awake. Hu Teng hasn't changed at all."

"...Since you're awake, I'll leave and have a good rest..." Hu Teng said unhappily, with some rare emotional fluctuations.

Some things never change with the passage of time, like Frederick the Great's bad taste.

Looking at Hutten's departing figure, Frederick the Great seemed to be thinking about something. She seemed to have seen something on Hutten's wrist just now.

Red string?? Maybe she was dazzled.

"Then let's talk about Iron Blood, Bismarck."

"Cologne will sort out everything that happened over the years and show it to you. It cannot be explained in just a few words." After Bismarck finished speaking, Cologne also left.

Only Bismarck and Frederick the Great were left in the room.

"It seems that I slept for a very long time." Frederick the Great looked at Bismarck, with an intriguing smile on his lips.

"For us, the length of time is only relative."

Time is infinite for ship girls. The time they have is far beyond the reach of humans. This is both a blessing and a curse for them.

But now there is not much time left for Iron Blood.

"That's not something you would say, Bismarck."

"You have changed too, Bismarck."

"....You haven't changed...Frederick the Great..." Bismarck held his forehead helplessly. In the Iron Blood Empire, only Eugen and Frederick the Great dared to speak to her like this.

They are both very annoying guys...

"Who knows..." Frederick the Great shook his head. She hadn't noticed the change in her yet, but she had definitely changed.

"Okay, you take a rest first, I won't disturb you." Bismarck also left. It was a good thing for Iron Blood that Frederick the Great woke up. Some deployments had to be changed, which meant that her workload would increase exponentially.

But for Bismarck, work is her normal state. She is either working or on her way to work.

Perhaps among the flagships of various factions, Bismarck’s ship equipment is not the cutest one, but Bismarck is definitely the one that has been worked overtime the most.

But Bismarck was also very happy that Frederick the Great had woken up. However, she did not express her happiness. She was lacking in this aspect.

Z46, who was outside the door, came in and looked at Frederick the Great with her beautiful golden eyes. She walked to the bed, and a hint of surprise appeared on her calm expression, but it was quickly covered up by calmness.

Finally...finally woke up...

"you're awake..."

z46 also forgot how long she had been guarding beside Frederick the Great. It must have been a very long time. Looking at the sleeping Frederick the Great every day, she seemed to be infected by the sadness of the Great.

What exactly she dreamed about...z46 doesn't know.

But it must have been a very sad poem, because she had never seen Frederick the Great smile.

"I'm awake." Frederick the Great reached out and stroked Z46's soft silver-white hair, with a hint of pampering in his eyes.

"I'm glad you woke up..." z46 did not resist Frederick the Great's pat on the head. Her eyes remained calm without any change. She took out a book from her arms and began to read quietly.

z46's life is simple...so simple that one book is enough.

This is what life is like for her, and she seems to be looking for her own meaning.

"Thank you for your hard work...my...my..."

Frederick the Great couldn't say the remaining two words anyway...

The smile on his face froze, and Frederick the Great withdrew his hand, his beautiful dark golden eyes staring at his own white and tender palm in trance.

Gently pressed on the plump chest...

Why does it hurt here?

With his white and tender arms slightly raised, Frederick the Great looked at the spot where the syringe had just been inserted, with a drop of light golden liquid still remaining outside...

This is... Her fingers carefully picked up the drop of golden liquid, and her red lips slightly opened to hold the drop of liquid.

Sadness, excitement, and a variety of emotions instantly flooded into his mind. Even Frederick the Great could not bear this huge amount of "data" for a while.

The beautiful dark golden eyes emitted a dazzling golden light, and the mind cube in the body seemed to be stimulated.

After a while, Frederick the Great came to his senses....

"This is...."

36. Destiny? ? (5~~3k)

"This is..." Frederick the Great was still frightened by what he had just felt.

"Emperor? What happened..." z46 closed the book and asked with concern.

"Nothing...z46...find me some clothes...I'm going to see Bismarck..."

"Don't you want to take a break?"

"No need..."

.......

A dozen minutes later, Frederick the Great knocked on the door of Bismarck's office.

"Please come in."

Frederick the Great pushed the door open and walked in, his high heels making a tapping sound on the floor.

Bismarck's office was very simple, with only a few desks and chairs, and a clean and tidy bed.

It fits Bismarck's character very well.

"Want to take a rest..." Bismarck put down the pen in his hand and looked at Frederick the Great calmly.

Honestly speaking, she should have kept Frederick the Great in a sanatorium for a few days for observation, but Frederick the Great would probably not agree, and she didn't want to be a guinea pig.

"There's no need for that. I just want to know something now." Frederick the Great pulled out a chair and placed it opposite Bismarck's desk.

There are some things she must know.

The two men's gazes intertwined. Both had the aura of a superior, but Frederick the Great was slightly better, probably because of the innate sense of oppression like the Dark Madonna.

"Ask whatever you want to know." There was no need to hide the secrets of the Iron Blood from Frederick the Great. After all, she was also one of the top leaders of the Iron Blood camp.

But if there are too many questions, let someone else answer them, after all, she still has a lot of work to do.

For example, always pay attention to the dynamics of each major camp, such as the research on the adaptability of the Rubik's Cube, and the upgrade and strengthening of the Iron Blood ship equipment.

"What was injected into me and why did I have such a strong reaction?" Frederick the Great asked the first question, which was also the question she was most concerned about.

3. Yiyi Yiyi III

"Well...you really gave me a difficult problem..." Bismarck didn't expect Frederick the Great to come up with a powerful blow right from the start. Where should she start?

"It's '90% concentration of cube-adapted crude oil', the latest research result of Sangvishes. But don't worry, it has been tested many times, and the dosage used for you is also appropriate."

"'Magic Cube adapted to crude oil'..." This term was an unfamiliar word to Frederick the Great, but it was not difficult for her to guess the general idea.

Although Iron Blood had already been researching "oil" before she fell asleep, there had certainly not been any major progress, and it would be difficult to make any progress, as this was not something that could be researched in a few years or even decades.

Or was it that her dream was a little too long? ?

"What are its raw materials?" Frederick the Great asked the key question.

"The raw materials are highly concentrated petroleum extracts and a little special blood."

"Special blood??"

"It's... this one." Bismarck took out a photo from the drawer and gently pushed it in front of Frederick the Great.

The photo shows a handsome young man, who, judging from his appearance, is probably a few years younger than Jiang Cheng.

The childishness on her face has not completely faded, which undoubtedly makes her more attractive to some ship girls.

"This is..." Frederick the Great looked closely at the young man in the painting. He was a little thin, but his face showed an unspeakable determination... He was a very special child...

"Jiang Cheng is the only human in the world whose Mind Cube adaptation rate exceeds 90%. The adapted crude oil you injected is precisely his diluted blood."

Jiang Cheng's blood has infinite magical power for the ship girls. Even someone as strong as Frederick the Great cannot escape the strong reaction.

The 90% Rubik's Cube adaptation rate is a number that even Iron Blood is excited about, as it means infinite possibilities for Rubik's Cube research.

Of course, at this stage, all they can collect is Jiang Cheng’s blood, and further research will have to wait for the transaction to go further.

"90%? This is indeed an outrageous number. Where is he now?" For the first time, Frederick the Great became interested in a human being. Perhaps it was because of his pitiful temperament, or perhaps it was because of his 'value'.

"Now, it has reached the royal family."

"Royal..." Frederick the Great looked at Bismarck, as if waiting for another explanation.

"His identity is somewhat special, so we can't touch him for the time being."

Bismarck explained to Frederick the Great the current status of Jiangcheng and the agreement between the major camps.

"A treaty..."

"As long as he reaches the Iron Blood's territory, the so-called agreement will no longer exist. Now we just need to wait patiently."

Tearing up the agreement now would do no good to Iron Blood at all. Instead, it would give the other factions a reason to take action. Moreover, there is already enough research material at this stage.