Come and connect with me!

She was stunned, then pressed Wuming's chest expressionlessly.

“Ahhhhh, it hurts, it hurts…”

"It's the Kitchen Goddess!"

The Kitchen Goddess sighed slightly.

"You still have the heart to joke? It seems that the commander's injury is not serious. Really, why did the commander suddenly make such a request?"

Wuming said with a subtle look: "I thought that a level one Superman was also very strong."

Since leaving the re world, Wuming's nearly omnipotent power there naturally could not be retained. The power driven by the recognition force is naturally difficult to retain after the recognition force fades. However, after fully exerting the superhuman ability, enough ability data is retained to establish another improvement system.

A system that is separate from combat experience.

"Okay, First Class Superman Commander, are you feeling better now?"

The Kitchen Goddess picked up a cup of warm water from her side and handed it to Wuming.

"Well, it's almost healed, but I haven't had a chance to test its recovery ability, so it's hard to know if it's a change brought on by Superman."

Wuming tried to get up and found that it was surprisingly not painful.

"I always feel that the port area has changed a lot this time. Could it be that, without my knowledge, the port area is now a place where the ship girls sit in the rear and the commanders attack?"

The Kitchen Goddess looked at Wuming and found that he was fine, and her tone became more relaxed.

"No, no, no, but every commander has the urge to face the Sirens head-on. I'm just lucky to have this opportunity."

Wuming stood up and walked to the window. It was obvious from the layout here that this was a guest room in the command room. He opened the curtains and the afternoon sun shone on his body, unexpectedly making him feel a comfort he had never felt before. Even the slight pain in his chest disappeared quickly, like an ice cream under the scorching sun.

The female kitchen god stayed beside him and asked, "The sun is very strong now, and there is no medicine to treat heat stroke here. It is better for you to stay in the shade, Commander."

Wuming patted his chest and smiled at the Kitchen Goddess: "It's all right now."

He lifted up his clothes, revealing his streamlined and strong muscles. The Kitchen Goddess raised her eyebrows and deliberately pressed the wound, but Superman under the sunlight had an even more exaggerated recovery ability than the giant. In just a dozen seconds, his injuries were completely healed.

The female kitchen god opened her eyes wide, touched Wuming's skin with her cold fingertips, and said exaggeratedly: "It's unbelievable, the commander is now like a ghoul standing in the land of corrosion, recovering so quickly."

"Your metaphor has taken away all my sense of accomplishment."

The Kitchen Goddess smiled slightly, then spoke solemnly.

"You can't take risks just because you're in good health, Commander. I hope I can get paid just by staying in the medical room and slacking off. Don't get hurt easily."

Wuming had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender and began to change the subject helplessly.

"Okay, okay, I'll keep it in mind. However, Vesta, you should be the ship girl who returned today. Who else is it besides you?"

The Kitchen Goddess put her finger on her cheek and thought, "It's a little kid. If I remember correctly, it should be called Little Amagi. Speaking of which, before I knew it, there are more and more children in the port area."

Kotenjo, scientifically known as Little Sweet Orange, is the lolita version of Daitenjo. She is a small girl who has a special attack against eating and drinking regardless of her body size.

Speaking of Little Sky City, little Zeppelin now has a playmate, which should improve the satisfaction of port residents.

"Isn't this good? The port area is much more lively now."

The female kitchen god said speechlessly, "The more these children there are, the more problems Akashi's experiments will have. He doesn't close the door when doing experiments, and whoever is unlucky enough to go in will be shrunk in an instant. This experience will be preserved in the dock, and a smaller version of himself will appear. Well, it's not a good thing no matter how you look at it."

Wuming still holds an opposing opinion on this matter. What's wrong with the small boat? Isn't it good to be cute?

However, there seems to be no chance for small boats and large ships to appear at the same time now. Small businesses and small Beifa still depend on luck.

"Well, now that I'm well, I might as well go out and see how things are going at the company."

Wuming stretched his body and reluctantly left the sunlight, planning to go out and take a look.

"Before I treated the Commander, Noshiro-chan was chatting with Enterprise-chan. Surprisingly, she wasn't angry."

The female Kitchen Goddess said this with a smile, and when she mentioned her anger, there was an overly obvious regret in her tone, as if she was still a little unsatisfied with the harmony in Wuming's harem.

"Hehe, this is the charm of personality!"

Wuming said with his nose turned up.

The female kitchen god paused, then said in a strange tone: "If you say so, it won't matter if there is one more, right?"

Wuming was stunned when he heard this.

Female Vesta, a must-have ship girl in the early days, accompanies you for a long time, level 120, and has 100 favorability.

She leaned against the door playfully, looking at Wuming with burning eyes.

"Well, well..."

Wuming laughed dryly and broke out in a cold sweat.

The Kitchen Goddess pressed forward step by step.

"I'm sweating, Commander. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"This, this..."

Just as they were about to stalemate, there was a knock on the door.

"Commander, are you in there?"

The childish voice was filled with joy, it was little Led Zeppelin.

"Yes, yes, come on, come in!"

Wuming quickly let the savior in.

The little silver-haired girl rushed in, leading a small black fox.

Little Zeppelin looked around, then looked at the empty bed and said with some disappointment.

"no."

"Eh? Aren't you here to see me?"

Wuming's eyebrows twitched.

"Yes, but there's nothing to see about a commander who's alive and kicking. Sister Beifa said that Enterprise punched the commander so hard that he flew up into the sky for more than ten minutes before he came down. I brought Xiao Tiancheng to see the commander who was dying!"

Little Zeppelin gestured and uttered onomatopeia.

"It's been more than ten minutes since we left the atmosphere. This is a rumor. Your commander is in good health."

Wuming half squatted down and rubbed the loli's head. Xiao Tiancheng looked at him timidly, so Wuming's other hand was not idle either, and he rubbed the little black fox's head.

"Welcome, Xiao Tiancheng."

Chapter 195 Critical Attack

The atmosphere in the command room was different from what Wuming had expected. There was neither tension nor dullness. There were snacks and tea, and everyone was laughing and talking loudly, looking very harmonious.

"Enterprise-chan, your dear commander is returned to you intact."

The female kitchen god gently pushed Wuming's back with her hand, and she gave Enterprise a big hug.

"After returning to the port area, the only good news is that you are in good health. Please continue to maintain it."

Enterprise also gave her old friend a big hug.

"Thank you for your help, Goddess of the Kitchen. I just came back and asked you to take care of Wuming."

"It's okay. This is my job. It would be better for me to be useful. After Perseus, I haven't been able to provide assistance to the fleet for a long time."

The Kitchen Goddess let go of her hand and curled her lips at Wuming.

After Perseus was released, other healing characters really didn't have much chance to play. The value of the overall healing was really reassuring, especially in large-scale battles. It could even allow cross-team healing. Even if it wasn't much, it could save some healing boxes. The rest of the healing characters basically said goodbye to their jobs. The transformation of the Unicorn came too late, so it was almost unable to shake Perseus's position.

"Um, haven't you met before?"

Wuming could only laugh dryly at this. After all, this was a normal behavior for a player. If anyone was to blame, it was the evil yellow chickens. However, they were also working like slaves in the port area, so there was no way to blame them.

The female kitchen god said helplessly: "My old friend was shocked and hurried to let me see how you were, so I didn't have time to say a few words."

Enterprise grinned and turned his gaze towards Wuming.

"How are you, Commander? Are you okay now?"

She came closer and pressed carefully on Wuming.

"Nothing serious happened, and I discovered another panacea besides drinking water - sunbathing."

Wuming said easily, and then he saw Enterprise's expression change.

"Very good, very good. Now that you are safe and sound, I have two things to say."

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in the enterprise's eyes.

"First of all, please promise us, Commander, that you will never do anything dangerous!"

She said seriously: "Please don't let me attack you confidently. I am your protector and your wife. Please don't let me do anything that will make me sad!"

Having said that, Enterprise bit his lip, his tone was low, and there were traces of moisture in the corners of his eyes.

"You flew out with your mouth open and your eyes closed. At that moment, I felt like my world was falling apart. This is not a joke. Isn't gaining new power for better protection? But you were obviously too confident before, and it even affected my judgment. I want you to promise me that you will never rely on your own strength and ignore your own safety!"

Wuming opened his mouth and glanced at the head maid out of the corner of his eye. It was rare that Belfast turned her head away angrily.

Well, it seems that I have offended the public.

"I apologize to you, Enterprise. I am probably still indulging in my previous state of near omnipotence. From now on, I will never, ever do anything stupid again."

Enterprise looked at Wuming steadily, then sniffed.

"And one more thing."

She said softly.

"I want to apologize to you. I failed to control my strength and knocked you away. Most of my anger was directed at myself."

At this point, the expressions of the people present were somewhat subtle, which made Wuming scratch his head.

"Is there something hidden?"

There were calm footsteps outside the door. Wuming turned around and saw that it was Frederick the Great. She had changed into lighter home clothes and looked at Wuming's condition, seeming to be relieved.

"I just found out what happened. It's rare that so many things can happen in less than an hour."

She came over and cupped Wuming's cheeks, then carefully touched his chest with her fingers.

"Does it hurt?"

"I'm well now, but it turns out I was only unconscious for less than an hour?"

The female kitchen god interrupted and said, "To be precise, less than ten minutes. Commander, don't think of yourself as an ordinary person. But then again, if you are really an ordinary person, you will basically say goodbye to this world."

After she finished speaking, she hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said to Frederick the Great: "Hello, Frederick the Great."

"Hello, Miss Kitchen Goddess, your medical skills are really superb. It seems that there is a reason why Enterprise can survive with such a personality."

Frederick the Great smiled at the goddess of the hearth.

Enterprise said unhappily: "Frederick, I have a good personality, you don't have to worry about it."

"Let's not talk about your personalities when you're together, but you're too harsh on me, dear. A husband gets an interesting toy and wants to show it off to his wife. As a wife, shouldn't you be more tolerant?"

She hugged Wuming's neck tightly, letting him feel the softness of her body.

"Really? As a wife, you should correct your husband's foolish behavior. It's because you doted on Wuming too much that he suddenly wanted to feel my power."

Enterprise said this bluntly, looking directly at Frederick the Great.

Frederick the Great loosened his hand and looked at Enterprise face to face. The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing, but he did not give an inch.

“Is this what you call charisma?”

The female Kitchen God was a little nervous at first, but when she saw that the two women were just looking at each other angrily and had no intention of fighting, she teased them in a relaxed tone.

"Well, this happens occasionally. I can still handle it in most cases."

This was true. If Wuming hadn't been in the wrong this time, he could have actually separated the two with a smile. Since he traveled through time, the biggest improvement he had made was that he knew how to deal with women.

"Really? Then please practice well, Commander."

The Kitchen Goddess smiled slightly, then sat aside to watch the show. As far as she could remember, she had never seen an enterprise behave like this.

"Well, anyway, Frederick and Enterprise, calm down a bit. This is indeed my fault. With you guys around me, I have become less and less vigilant."

Wuming saw that the balls were all squeezed flat, so he could only go out on the field himself and hold one in each hand.