Come and connect with me!

There is a gift box with a bow in the mail, you can pick it up.

Then take it.

Stab it!

The space in front of Wuming's eyes suddenly rippled with invisible waves, a group of mosaics squeezed out in the air, and then quickly melted into the air. At the same time, new messages appeared in the system of the mobile phone.

[System prompt: Coordinate analysis completed, new building [Dimension Gate] construction permission opened, new rules loaded, estimated update time 24 hours, repair work cannot be performed during the update time. ]

Wuming looked at the time again. It was really a whole day. Since it was all under maintenance, he could only go to the port area with his wives. Maybe he should prepare some entertainment venues, or at least list out some games first!

…………

"Strange...time and space fluctuations."

An unknown place filled with colorful energy lines, and faint whispers can be heard from the countless 'cocoons' wrapped by these lines.

"It's the Beta Lab... a new variable has appeared... find it... observe it..."

The order was issued, and following the will of a certain existence, the fish shoals 'under the sea' began to surge.

Chasing the school of fish, the self-proclaimed fishermen also began to take action.

All kinds of strange changes began to occur with the traveler who should not exist.

The center of a vortex is often peaceful, and the person trapped in it lives a peaceful life without realizing it.

In the Iron-Blooded Chancellery, while Wuming was living a leisurely life, in Bismarck's office, it was time to make a decision on a certain issue from last night.

We get intelligence in the evening, check and verify it at night, and gather the ships the next afternoon to decide on the plan and personnel for action.

"Well, everyone, this is what happened. Who has time to go to that port with Prince Eugen?"

Chapter 21: The Dimensional Gate is Coming

In the office, Bismarck tapped lightly on the desk with his white-gloved hands. On the projection on the desk, there were several floating windows of different sizes.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency Bismarck, the progress of the ocean current generator has reached a critical moment, and I can't get away."

A ship's apologetic voice came from a floating window.

"Okay, maybe I didn't think it through. Let's put it this way. If you have something urgent to do and can't get away, you can quit the call."

Swish! Eighty percent of the floating windows went out.

"To pass through the White Eagle's route without being discovered, a reconnaissance aircraft is essential. The best aircraft carrier to follow Prince Eugen is."

Swish! The remaining floating windows also quickly went out, and finally only the last one was left.

"Leave it to me. I will put an end to this ridiculous drama."

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In the floating window, one could vaguely see a calm red eye under the silver hair, as if it were solidified blood. After the words were spoken, the floating window gradually disappeared.

The noisy office returned to silence, and Prince Eugen was still staring at the floating window that finally disappeared.

"Mr. Bismarck, if I remember correctly, she died before we even told her the steps for this operation?"

"Of course, I see it clearly."

"Well, let's talk about it when we meet."

Prince Eugen's eyes flickered and he bit his index finger out of habit.

"Then send her a message now, she can see it."

Bismarck lowered his head and continued to review the documents. With the advancement of modern technology, routine decisions can be quickly approved by receiving letters via email, but in this iron-blooded power center, there are too many unconventional decisions that cannot afford any risk of leakage, so the retro paper carrier can also play a role here.

"Hmm, but judging by her personality, she will definitely act very calm, and then get furious in private, ashamed of her own impatience. I can bring it up next time we meet, and see how she reacts."

Prince Eugen raised the corner of her mouth. She felt very happy teasing these pretentious guys and watching them break down.

Bismarck raised his head and raised his fist towards Prince Eugen with an expressionless face.

Prince Eugen's mouth twitched, and he took a step back. Recalling the fear of being controlled by a strong hand, he couldn't help but force a smile and said, "Are you so angry?"

"I mean, remember to take pictures of her reaction, I'm interested too."

With five fingers spread out, a micro video recorder the size of a finger fell in front of Eugen. Eugen looked back in surprise, only to see Bismarck working at his desk again with a hint of a smile on his lips.

This nasty woman!

Eugen took a deep breath, grabbed the video recorder, turned around and left to meet an unknown ship claiming to be Frederick the Great. Preparation is essential.

Of course, her current state of mind was not suitable for staying here - she was afraid that her heart would not be able to bear it if she stayed any longer.

Soon, she had packed everything and stayed in the dormitory bored. No matter how urgent it was, she couldn't be too hasty to cross the enemy's cargo route. It would take at least a day or two.

Out of boredom, she played with the VCR, only to find that there was already a video in it!

Wow, this cunning woman actually made such a mistake!

let me see!

Eugen carefully turned on the projector on the video recorder, and a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

"...Are you so angry?"

Prince Eugen's face turned pale and he stepped back in embarrassment. After realizing it was just a prank, he breathed a sigh of relief. His emotions were completely manipulated by another person...

After a while, a heart-wrenching scream was heard from the dormitory area.

"Bismarck!!!"

Bismarck, who was far away, pushed the voice receiver on the table further away. Although it made her feel relaxed, it was not good to be too noisy. Well, next time she has bad thoughts about her companion, she will play this recording to her.

Having made a happy decision, Bismarck continued to work. There was still a lot to do today and he would continue to work until late at night, but Eugen was not there, so he could only make coffee for himself.

At the same time, as commands were passed down layer by layer, the information action terminal of a huge collective also began to act under the instructions of the superior being.

When new variables emerge, new stimuli must be provided in order to observe new results.

“Gurgle…”

More than 10,000 meters below the sea, in an underwater canyon, in a trench filled with sediment, things gradually churned, and in the dark deep sea, faint golden spots flickered. As time went on, in the pitch-black deep sea, the spots of light gathered, as densely packed as fireflies on a summer night, and the dark sea gradually illuminated, revealing a faint human-shaped body.

These humanoid bodies will quickly float up, pass through the deep water area, come to the bright shallow water area, and then emerge from the sea!

Amid the sound of splashing water, dense heads floated to the surface. These "aliens" in female postures gathered together expressionlessly. Their skin was as pale as a drowned corpse, and their cold faces were covered with inorganic pale silver hair. Only in their golden eyes were sparks of thought flashing.

"Huh... It's time to build a new singularity..."

“The location is…”

All heads turned at the same time, looking silently in the same direction.

The next moment, a wave came crashing over, and the human figures disappeared without a trace. This sparsely populated sea area returned to calm again, just as before.

In the sky over the nameless port area, the sun sets and rises again, and the update is over in a flash.

[System notification: Dear Commander, permission for the construction of the Dimension Gate has been granted, and a new port function [Capture] has been added. On the premise that the captured object is aware of the situation, it can be listed as a friendly unit, loaded with an upgrade template, and given a varying number of skills according to the port's technology level (Note 1).

Dock

(Note 1: Ship equipment needs to be repaired by the scientific research center before it can be manufactured.)

With the update completed, Wuming has to face a new day. In addition to more barbarians, the dock can be upgraded and a new wife is about to come.

At this time, Wuming was sitting on the beach, holding a fishing rod.

The first day in Hong Kong was awesome.

The second day in the port area was great.

But on the third day in the port area, I wasn’t having any fun anymore.

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Basically there is nothing to entertain yourself with, or you may have had fun but cannot express it, which is equivalent to not having had any fun at all.

And this feeling of boredom becomes even stronger when houses cannot be built due to the port area renewal.

It is also because of this that he, who had no patience for fishing before traveling through time, can now sit there for half a day with a fishing rod in hand, looking at the sea.

But it was just an empty seat, as there was nothing in the big barrel containing the spoils.

As for the two of them...

"Would you like a cannonball?"

Frederick the Great was lying on his side on the beach, with a beach cloth with a yellow chicken logo printed on it beneath him, holding a coconut with a hole opened in his arms, taking a sip from time to time, and the thirsty Wuming just had to drink from her.

She looked at the sea with a smile, and from that unknown angle it looked like a small green ball stacked on top of two big black balls.

"This way any fish will float up."

Wuming didn't go to see her, and it was half her fault that he was in a bad mental state now.

"Do you want the Grim Reaper to come and help? This kid is an expert at hunting."

Wuming shook his head. He absolutely did not believe that he was an air force officer.

Enterprise shrugged, and Wuming's head was pressed on her smooth and plump thighs. Every time he moved his head, he felt a tingling sensation.

This is what the poor port area looks like.jpg

Otherwise, let's just leave it like this.

After a while, there was still nothing. Wuming was almost exhausted. It was really torturous to get nothing for the whole morning. However, there were already two mermaids nearby, so there was no need to fish anymore.

"Well, it looks like today isn't a good day for fishing. Let's go to the harbor first."

Wuming stood up unwillingly, picked up the fishing rod, but felt the water sink.

"Ok?"

He clenched his hands and lifted them up suddenly!

A two-foot-long fish was pulled up and struggled desperately.

Out of the corner of Wuming's eye, he saw a yellow fur ball wearing diving goggles and flapping its short legs quietly coming ashore.

Thank you, Yellow Chicken.

Chapter 22 New Ship

Anyway, the fish on the hook was caught by Wuming. He put the fish into the bucket with a smile. With the trophy, everyone went to the cafeteria first and asked the chef Huang Ji to prepare a hundred dishes. The latter held up a sign with a question mark on it.

【You better wake up! 】

So the sober Wuming smacked his lips and let Manjiu take care of it.

Next, it’s time to go see my new wife.

The update is completed. There is no need for the ship girl to stay in the same place anymore. Ten little yellow chickens are enough.

The new wife will be here soon.

Wuming and his two companions arrived at the port, where there was a three-meter-high solid metal gate. On the gate was a constantly rotating blue cube, with an eagle flapping its wings and a cold and solemn iron cross appearing from time to time. The logos of various camps gradually emerged and quickly disappeared.

Behind the gate, there was a circular platform in the shape of a magic circle. Ten barbarians were neatly arranged around the platform, not moving.

Wuming went over to take a look. It seemed that the yellow chickens were pretending to cast a spell, but in fact, they were all sleeping. It seemed that the port did not need them to do anything. Just having the yellow chickens here was enough.

Time was running out, and the various signs on the gate changed rapidly. Finally, the light was so bright that Wuming could not see what the last sign was.

“Chi…”

Amid the long sound of steam puffing and the clicking sound of mechanical gears turning, the door slowly opened, and a vague shadow appeared behind the door and stepped forward.

Wuming blinked, looked at the figure coming over, thought for a moment, and then squatted down.

Frederick the Great looked at it and relaxed his eyebrows. Enterprise beside him gently nudged her with his arm.

"Relieved?"

Frederick the Great glared back at her.

The visitor looked around, then at the closed door, pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and tried to appear fearless. However, when he saw the two big guys behind Wuming, he shrank his neck and whispered, "Where are the others?"