Azur Lane Mobile Front.

"Oh dear, as a maid, how could I possibly interrupt my master and mistress's time together?"

Looking at the head maid who was laughing so hard she was shaking, Rob was certain that his maid needed to be disciplined again.

...

After finishing his chilled juice, Rob walked towards the beach.

He first visited several small sandcastles that had been built together.

I have to say, it actually looks pretty convincing.

However, when Rob looked to the other side, he was completely dumbfounded.

A somewhat unfamiliar-looking ship was lying on the beach doing its final cleaning work.

Before her stood a massive sandcastle.

The sheer size of it even gave Rob a somewhat unreal feeling.

(Oh my god?! What just happened? Where did this thing come from?)

The ship was also holding a small shovel and a small rake.

Looking at the other person's short blue hair and the pair of mechanical ears on their head, Rob seemed to recognize them.

Gascoigne?

"Gascogne received, Master. What are your instructions?"

Gascoigne, who had been called, stopped what he was doing and turned to look at Rob.

"Hmm, what's with this way of addressing me?"

Although Gascoigne still maintained his expressionless demeanor, Robo was quite bothered by how the other party had addressed him.

After all, only members of the maid squad would refer to themselves that way.

"Through research, Gascoigne determined that the term 'master' was the most appropriate way to refer to both parties."

"Does it need to be changed?"

Gascoigne's unintentional tilt of his head instantly stirred a feeling of attraction in Rob.

The planned ship in front of me gives me the feeling that a mecha girl is right in front of me.

"Well, you can decide for yourself."

"During the comparison of the data, it was confirmed that when the other party used the above statements, it was mostly to express affirmation."

However, the lack of emotional connection also makes this ship somewhat "unapproachable".

At least, Luo felt a bit embarrassed and quickly ran away.

Is there a data retrieval error?

Gascoigne tilted his head, watching Rob's retreating figure.

A hint of doubt gradually appeared in the eyes that were originally mechanical holes.

He hadn't run far when Rob was stopped by a voice again.

"Um... Commander, could you please do me a favor?"

Robb looked in the direction of the sound and saw Yorktown kneeling on the beach in the distance, his face full of embarrassment.

Upon closer inspection, Rob realized that only half of the paint job remained on the bridge of the Yorktown.

The other half of the bridge was being covered by a slender hand.

Unfortunately, in front of the Yorktown's rather large bridge, that slender hand did little more than further demonstrate the bridge's softness.

The scene before him deeply shocked Rob.

He quickened his pace and ran to Yorktown's side.

"Commander, could you help me tie it?"

It was then that Robb realized that the other half of the white, lightweight paint on the Yorktown's bridge had been buried beneath the bridge itself.

As for the other, more stubborn side, it also appears somewhat translucent due to the moisture from the seawater.

In the dim light, Rob even caught a glimpse of what appeared to be a pink shipboard searchlight.

Chapter 848

Chapter 848: Duck Slippery: Rising Strongly

Rob had used the navigator system on the White Eagles' side once.

That time, Luo Bo felt that this seemingly dull girl was actually quite capable.

After all, you can't expect an artificial intelligence to show too much emotion.

Moreover, not long ago, the Observer told himself that Antix's highest unit, Observer Zero, was itself a nobody.

Even if the White Eagles' technology were to advance to the next level and they were to replicate the Observer Zero-Zero to a perfect 1:1 scale, she would still be the same as before.

Yes, I always feel that it's inevitable for observers of this world to come to me seeking refuge.

Given her character, it's purely an accident that her boss didn't silence her.

"Anyway, you'll see for yourself when the time comes."

"That system is very useful for collecting and analyzing data."

"But once you get her to give you some advice, you'll understand why I say that."

It's clear that the old man was tricked by that navigator system.

Moreover, the old man was unwilling to talk much about this topic, so the two changed the subject.

...

After resting for two days in NY port, Rob and the White Eagles' formal meeting finally began.

Representatives from the White Eagles were Saratoga and Iowa.

Of course, the companies here and Bumblebee were also on the list in the initial plan.

However, Yorktown had anticipated their choice and had already taken his two younger sisters away beforehand.

Saratoga and the others had no choice; after all, bringing the two along was just a way to get closer to them.

There's no problem doing it offstage.

However, Rob noticed that this time, there seemed to be far fewer human seats in the White Eagles' delegation.

Even if there were, many of them were attended by relatively young people.

It seems that the leadership transition on the White Eagle side is almost complete.

...

Saratoga and her team had made ample preparations beforehand.

But when Rob asked for information about the Navigator System, they were stunned.

"Um, Rob, are you sure you want this?"

Sitting in the specially made chair, Sarah looked puzzled.

She preferred to believe she was hallucinating rather than believe that Rob had come to White Eagle specifically for this reason.

"Is it a bit difficult?"

"That's not the issue!"

The navigator system is both important and unimportant to the White Eagles.

This is White Eagle's experimental work in the field of artificial intelligence.

The navigator system has also been found to have numerous problems.

It seems that, logically, no matter how she adjusts it, it is extremely contrary to the thinking of normal people.

This extreme, mechanical rationality, while fitting the mold of artificial intelligence, is also frightening.

After all, the navigator system actually provides suggestions to get you going and blast the enemy.

"so what?"

"..."

Saratoga stared at Rob for a long time, realizing that Rob seemed to be serious.

"We agree to this in principle."

In the end, Saratoga nodded.

Next, of course, comes the much-anticipated bargaining phase.

After learning that Robo had indeed made contact with other worlds, the White Eagles quickly realized that there were huge profits to be made in this.

Trade spanning two or even more worlds is a concept proposed within the White Eagle.

However, it is clear that the first step to realizing this idea is to obtain Luo's consent.

As a result, under this trend, the major reshuffling of the command headquarters, overseen by the ships, proceeded very smoothly.

After all, if you're still clinging to old ideas at a time like this, you're just hindering others from making money.

As the saying goes, "If you block someone's path to wealth, you'll kill their parents without hesitation."

After the first unlucky soul, who was on his way home, was transported to another world by a dump truck, the rest either changed their mindset or were retired to enjoy their later years in a country estate.

Rob finally got what he wanted: a White Eagle who wasn't so fond of causing trouble.

Up to this point, everything was going quite smoothly.

According to convention, if nothing unexpected happens, then something unexpected is about to happen.

After a day of negotiations, Rob dragged his tired body back to his hotel.

Welcome back...

To Robb’s surprise, it was his apprentice maid, Bismarck, who greeted him.

She skillfully took the coat from Rob, a warm smile on her face.

Everything felt so natural; the feeling was more like that of an old married couple than a maid and her servant.

Rob had no idea why he felt this way.

It's just... amazing.

As for the other apprentice maid, Egil, she was currently crouching behind the chair, peeking at Rob.

"I'm telling you, you've got some guts. Even Yukikaze isn't like a cat, really."

Seeing Egil's appearance, Rob also gave a wry smile.

Although this planned ship has a hot figure, a charming appearance, and a particular fondness for flirting.

However, her defense is practically negative.

Rob could easily touch her and she would jump several meters away.

"So... that's why I became a maid!"

"I don't know, but you're almost used to it, aren't you?"

Just as Rob was talking to the two Ironblood ships, New Jersey was walking towards Rob's room with her older sister, Iowa.

She came here to invite Rob to a private cocktail party tomorrow night.

This is something that can't be discussed in a formal setting, so it can only be talked about in private.

"Don't worry, Honey definitely hasn't rested yet at this hour."

With a silly grin, New Jersey pulled her older sister along and cheerfully pushed open the slightly ajar door to Rob's room.

"Honey, I've brought your older sister to find you!"

"Hey? You guys are here too?"

At that moment, the silly boy didn't realize that there was anything wrong with the appearance of Bismarck and Egil.