Construction of the port area from Anchorage to the north

After a moment of silence, the captain decided to ask directly: "Recently, we have found sporadic 'Siren' ships in the sea area. For some reason, they retreated immediately after being observed."

"Afterwards, there was this sudden incident. I just didn't expect to see everyone... Then, what kind of enemy is it?"

The sound of firing from the back kitchen of the cafeteria was loud, and it was supposed to be a stove like a planetary engine. Anchorage glanced over there a few times: "The teacher said...the unknown enemy...!"

"unknown?"

It seems that this expression is not right, Anchorage took out his mobile phone, checked the completion rate, and found that there was no drop: "Aliens...you have been calling...?"

"Well, according to the order of the superior, all unidentified objects that fall in the sky need to be screened or shot down. You mean, the aliens have begun to steal our technology?"

"Is it analysis...? It's also possible... it's lurking!"

This answer should not be sloppy. After the appearance of this kind of aliens, countries around the world have analyzed them, knowing that they are good at disguising and replacing some characters, and they can even create these high-tech, which shows that the other party is not an ordinary person.

I don’t know why, but there is hyperspace transition technology, and the tactics, strategy and combat capabilities are like blank paper, highlighting an ancient and inefficient.

During the conversation, because the captain came over and asked the chef who cooked a few more dishes to bring the dinner, it looked very rich on the table.

It was only when the dishes came that the captain remembered that the people in front of him all looked like people from European and American countries. Did they have dinner in this way——

Anchorage skillfully held the chopsticks and looked at him eagerly.

Chise skillfully held the chopsticks, staring at the braised pork on the table.

Knives and forks and other things temporarily taken out of the inventory, no one reaches for them!

The emperor took off his gloves and put them on his knees: "Don't worry, there are many people in the port area, and we also have the opportunity to taste exotic delicacies. My child gave me a set of heavy cherry blossom clothes in the past, and it is still in the closet."

Regarding the setting of the ship and its party, obviously everyone has made up for it, so when talking about it, they can understand things like Heavy Sakura Donghuang and Royal Iron Blood.

After cleaning his hands, Anchorage was the first to reach out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of braised pork with a dark red color and sticky juice.

The fat meat is as tender as tofu, the fat is not thick and the aftertaste is fresh and sweet, the lean meat is full of juice, and it tastes slightly chewy. It is obvious that this chef is very skilled, even if the frozen meat used for going to sea, he can cook it with a little seasoning. Meaty.

And don't look at the chili slices on the plate, it actually adds color and is not spicy at all.

It is really good to be able to eat fried sugar-colored braised pork on the sea.

The staple food for the meal is freshly steamed steamed buns. Anchorage is only responsible for eating. Braised pork and fragrant dry fried pork are quite homely, and they really whet the appetite. The emperor is responsible for communicating with the captain slowly and politely from time to time. eat something.

This time, there is no need for any official words. Everyone communicates with each other when they have information. The captain knows that the Sirens have indeed been active in various sea areas but they are closed and do not fight. These aliens belong to one or two. If there is progress, it will never stop.

The Great Emperor keenly confirmed that the commander himself is a member of all the forces that expel (although its technological level is far beyond his own prototype), and he understands the potential attitude of this force towards the commander.

Kewei was so spicy that the hot and spicy soup that was originally used for them to keep them out of the cold was so spicy that he covered his mouth and coughed softly, unable to join the conversation.

Anchorage puffed his cheeks, chewing the navy food like a hamster, and always felt that it tasted better than what he ordered in the store downstairs... Well, it would be great if he could eat it more often.

It never occurred to her that as long as she went to the cafeteria in the port area, those yellow chickens could cook anything.

"...I don't have any more questions, and I will answer any questions you have as appropriate."

After the two sides exchanged their knowledge of the siren, Anchorage also put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a tissue: "The teacher said...it's delicious, Anchorage...likes it too...!"

"It's good as long as it tastes good. If the food suits your taste, it means that our cooks are skilled."

Anchorage rolled up his sleeves and thought for a while, then suddenly said: "The Rubik's Cube... you also got it... right...?"

After saying this, the captain fell silent.

But soon he replied: "Indeed, we have obtained a Rubik's Cube, but I can't disclose where it is. Do you want to take it back?"

Anchorage shook his head, saying that he would not take it away, and then said: "Although...the siren said that except for the port area...the Rubik's Cube will not be activated...but if there is a companion...please release...?"

What kind of strange term is release?

Chise' Oh! ' said: "It's the same as finding a Pokémon with an owner. You can't brainwash it with a top, but you have to take the initiative to return it to the trainer?"

"Hmm... almost...?"

Chapter 421. After fishing for so long, you should work yourself, right?

Although the communication is a bit reluctant, the two sides are not hostile in nature, and there is still a meal to get closer... um...

Anchorage looked at the three lying on the ground, as well as Tashkent, who was having his last glass of vodka.

From what kind of self-confidence do you think you can follow a ship?

Than drinking?

It's still a Beilian ship with a relatively complicated lineage, even a real Maozi can't drink her.

The captain was a little embarrassed: "Actually, we should provide drinks to entertain everyone, but now we are in a hurry. We will not carry drinks except for medical alcohol when we go to sea. Let you provide them, but we are still accepting the challenge..."

Tashkent half-closed his eyes, his cheeks had a nice blush, and his whole body felt unbelievably furry: "Are you underestimating Tashkent?"

"Although I'm not very good at drinking, Tashkent doesn't reject drinking with others. If there are a few more opponents, Tashkent can handle it. That's it."

The tone was flat, not very enthusiastic towards others, but there was a sense of cuteness that was just right. She picked up the empty wine bottle and thought about it. When she was about to pick up a new bottle, the captain quickly persuaded her to be merciful, and now she can come and drink It was a few people who were resting on duty, and they drank a few more, guessing that the ship was going back for training.

Anchorage took the opportunity to look at the phone again, and found that the degree of completion had not dropped, but instead, he was a little confused about the idea of ​​this system.

The return time after the battle was approaching, and Anchorage suddenly stood up and waved his sleeves to say goodbye.

"The teacher said... If you have any difficulties, wake me up...!"

As soon as the words fell, the six people present shimmered with light, quickly shattered into a pile of numbers and dissipated, as if they had never been here before.

On the table, only a few bottles of vodka that Tashkent and the three unlucky guys had finished drinking remained.

After a moment of silence, the captain reached out to take a bottle, carefully looked at the words on the package, and compared it with his own memory, trying to find out which winery this drink came from.

Maybe we can find some clues?

——However, this has nothing to do with Anchorage, who has already returned to the port area. She happily clicked to end the mission. When she received the reward for this mission, she found that a new gadget had been sent to her backpack.

The moment he took that thing out and threw it on the square, everyone's attention was drawn.After all, this thing is shining anyway.

"Oh? The commander actually brought back such an interesting toy. What's the use of it?"

Chabayev was not afraid that the thing would explode, so he directly touched it with his hands. The shell was cold but surprisingly smooth. This luminous object like a pumpkin was quite miraculous.

"Alien battery...! Careful access, it may be broken...?"

Anchorage hurriedly warned her not to touch it indiscriminately, so as not to be injured, and asked everyone to disband first and do what they should do.

But in fact, because Anchorage herself is still here, everyone more or less wants to stay with her for a while, and the dissolution is just a verbal talk, and the group will follow wherever she goes. Running... well, it's stressful.

It just so happened that the time to log out came, and Anchorage decided to come here today, and it was time to see if there was any problem with the school.

So I stayed for half an hour longer, said goodbye to everyone, and said that I would come over to read a story at night, and Anchorage clicked to leave the game.

At the same time that the phone in her hand dissipated, Anchorage shook her head and threw herself into the Emperor's arms: "Teacher...leaved...Anchorage, had a great time...! Mother Emperor...happy...?"

"Well, just be happy, it's okay to act like a baby to me, okay?"

"Um…!"

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Returning to reality, Yang Ming shivered, and almost stuck the kebab skewer into his throat.

The roommate squeezed the beer can: "What's wrong?"

"Oh? Oh, it's nothing. I go to school and work during the day, and I have to eat skewers with you at night. Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

"Why are you sick?"

Yang Ming crossed his arms: "Think about it, usually you either ask me to stay overnight or you ask me to make a cheat sheet for you to invite me to barbecue. The exam is still far away, and I have to go to work tomorrow so it is impossible to stay overnight. Are you sick?"

The roommate looked at Yang Ming in surprise, wondering if this person had matured a bit after the summer vacation.

Just as he was about to nod, Yang Ming raised his palms up: "I forgot to say, if you don't lift it, it won't be cured. At most, it will be a surgical treatment... How about I pull out a tooth for you, just so you have wisdom teeth."

"Forget it! It's okay. I made some money during the summer vacation through work-study programs. I won't bother you if I have a barbecue and leave. Don't talk about my wisdom teeth."

The two ate and drank, read the news, and found that Australia had been fighting for two months, and now it has not yet decided a victory or defeat with the aliens, and even half of the country has been taken over by the aliens.

On the bright side, at least the rabbits full of pits and valleys will not be an ecological threat in the future.

After eating and drinking enough, his roommate left with the trash. Yang Ming hiccupped after closing the door and locked it. He grabbed a small ball of water and rinsed it in his mouth. After spitting it out, he rubbed his face and hurried to the computer to see what happened in the past two days. What did hosting do.

Click on the document to see, it is unconventional to go to class and go to work, and record some strange patients, such as the arm broken into four sections, such as the leg turned into a horse's leg.

In short, the situation is complex, and I have seen all kinds of injuries. There was even an unlucky child who broke his neck and ran to seek treatment. As soon as he was cured, he was so happy that he went out without crossing the threshold. incisor...

Oh, Yang Ming can't cure the front teeth, it seems that at most the other party won't have a sore mouth for three to five days.

In short, it was all treatment for minor illnesses and pains—and the most important thing in these news was that Frost Star had also been transferred over.

The instructor expressed regret on WeChat, feeling

As soon as Shuang Xing left, it would be a bit embarrassing for the local defense to rely on those three unlucky guys. I hope Yang Ming can go back to be on duty for a few days soon after vacation, etc...

As for where Shuang Xing decides to be stationed, it is all her voluntary choice, but now that she is back at school, Yang Ming can only talk to her in the infirmary, so it is unlikely that the administrative system here will ask her to Go out and go on patrol, that's too beastly.

After sorting out the information left by the trusteeship, Yang Ming let out a long sigh of relief: "Ah—there are so many things to do, zero, has the Siren made any progress on this?"

The closet door opened, and the observer lay quietly on his ship. After a while, he slowly said: "Progress, no for now. Alien experiment field, aliens stole part of Siren technology, and are recovering it." , and carry out operations of annihilation."

Why are aliens so good that they can still grab the Siren's technology?

Observer Zero didn't reply, just continued to lie down and finish his work, seeing her appearance... I think it should be very smooth.

Yang Ming didn't know at all that in the informant commanded by XCOM, an unknown fleet almost blew up Antarctica by [-] centimeters...

Chapter 422. The experiment requires the cooperation of both parties, so don't play tricks

At night, Yang Ming was lying on the single bed, holding his mobile phone and slowly telling Anchorage a story about the twelve zodiac signs. He said that somewhere in the past, there was a kind young man and his little animal companions. we...

Today's story about "rat" is going in this direction, and Lei Dian, who is reviewing the documents next to him, sounds so subtle, I always feel that the next step is...

"Commander, why are there some intensive beeps over there, is your environment safe?"

Suddenly there was a sound to remind, Yang Ming's expression on the screen paused, and when he left the screen, the voice was so small that it could not be detected in an instant: "Okay, it must be the air conditioner."

"Ahem, let's continue, the mouse said..."

Yang Ming was lying on a soft bed made of soft and cold elemental water, with one arm around the silent observer Zero, and the 'air conditioner' buzzer was used as an external auxiliary unit to distract her attention and Improve feedback.

Yang Ming justly said that this is also part of the experiment, although it will cause some uncontrollable nervous reactions in the entity of observer zero, but she has handed over the control to Yang Ming for proper management.

How should I put it, it's a bit like those external thinking circuits used by Mrs. G to interfere with judgment, specifically to reduce computing efficiency... But this is not the same anyway, it is for the purpose of learning new derived skills and making observers zero prepare.

Sensing that her reaction had weakened, Yang Ming adjusted the operation of the auxiliary unit while telling the story, distracting the gaze of the observer.

"—Because of the sacrifice of the mouse, everyone will not be killed by monsters for the time being. To commemorate it, people named this year the Year of the Rat."

On the screen, Anchorage drooped his eyebrows, and he felt aggrieved: "Woo... Teacher, bullying...? Anchorage... I feel bitter..."

"Uh, don't you like this story? The teacher will tell you another story tomorrow?"

Anchorage, however, shook his head rustlingly, and used a crayon to draw the crayon drawing of the 'Smart Mouse' described by Yang Ming on the drawing board: "Don't...Anchorage...I want to continue listening...I don't want to escape...!"

"Okay, then I'll tell the rest of the story separately. It's already very late today, Anbao, why don't you... go to rest?"

Anchorage nodded obediently, and after leaving with the drawing board in his arms, Lei Dianzhen sighed: "Commander, I personally think that when you choose a story, you should consider Miss Anchorage's ability to accept."

"My fault, my fault."

"No, what I mean is... a good story doesn't have to be a tragedy, but what's in the story, I can see the story you tell, it's a good story, but for Anchorage, maybe Is it too early?"

Yang Ming thought for a while: "Then Ah Zhen, how about you tell a story about giving away the head for your sister?"

"Sigh... I really don't know what to say about the feeling that my life and past have been penetrated by the Commander. Commander, please rest earlier, I hope that I can have a real face-to-face communication with the Commander soon... Hmm."

Continuing to do what the commander should do, Lei Dianzhen leaned over his desk to read the report, while Yang Ming turned off his mobile phone and moved his sore neck.

"It's not easy to bring up a child...Speaking of nothing, you haven't spoken for a long time, what's the matter?"

"... Entity feedback, too much messy information."

"Then I turn it off?"

"Refused to execute, the entity is not damaged, and the experiment can continue."

I have to say that Observer Zero like this is really enough to make people's heart beat, so Yang Ming turned over and picked her up: "Then I don't need permission?"

"Well, the permission... the authority has been opened."

There is still a while before I really have to sleep, so why don't I hurry up and take advantage of the effectiveness of the new derivative project to find myself a place again!

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