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"Sister Brie is also going to greet her partner, Buli!"

"Uh-huh."

As the two were talking, the various colored patterns on the gate of the dock began to rotate again. Patterns of various camps flashed one by one, and finally stopped on a bald eagle flapping its wings and flying high.

The companies watching nodded as expected.

"The probability is about one in four. It's normal for a ship girl to have a white eagle."

Soviet Rossiya said with a hint of envy: "The first camp is outstanding in both quantity and quality."

"You're flattering me, but the battle still depends on the strongest fighter. Wuming has never looked down on you just because the Northern Alliance has fewer people than the White Eagles. Rossiya, don't worry too much."

The enterprise said in a warm and comforting voice.

"Well, I'll take your kind words. Luckily, Lafei can drink quite well, otherwise we wouldn't even be able to find someone who can drink."

Soviet Rossiya muttered quietly.

Enterprise shook his head helplessly and didn't bother with the issue any further.

The gate of the dock opened quietly, and a clear mist filled the harbor, hiding the figure of the ship girl tightly. Wuming could only see a mass of something shaking slightly on the ground. For a long time, he did not see the figure of the ship girl.

"Eh? Could it be that the ship suits are here, but the ship girls are not?"

Brie beside him also widened her eyes nervously, trying to see what was going on.

Soviet Rossiya also had a strange look on her face, but when she heard Wuming's whisper, her face immediately turned serious. The cold iron ship beside her suddenly stood up, raised its head, and fiercely blew out a fierce cold wind towards the dock door.

The Northern Alliance's ship equipment seemed to have been stained by the wind and frost of the Far North. The entire biological ship equipment carried the coldness of the north. The strong winds that were spewed out swept across the entire port in an instant, coating the huge flat land of the port with a faint layer of white under the scorching sun.

The strong wind continued to blow, cooling down the temperature of the onlookers and completely dispersing the fog, revealing the true face of the mass of things to everyone.

Right in front of the dock door, as if the door was pushing out the things inside, on that square cushion, lay a silver-haired girl with her limbs curled up. Her shoes were casually kicked under the bed, her skinny thighs were wrapped in flesh-transparent white stockings, and bows were tied around her ankles. Her fluffy silver hair covered her cheeks, and the red color of her Christmas outfit seemed a little out of place. Half a red Christmas sock was scattered on the edge of the cushion. Only her slight breathing could be heard, and the silly hair on her head moved up and down as she slept soundly.

Soviet Rossiya blinked and looked at Enterprise with a puzzled expression, causing the latter to give her an awkward smile, a little unnatural.

Perhaps she was startled by the midday sun, or perhaps she was awakened by the sudden coolness. The silver-haired girl opened her eyes with difficulty, yawned loudly, stretched, and then slowly sat up from the cushion.

She rubbed her eyes and said in a vague voice: "In the morning...consumption..."

Wuming sighed and said, "It should be good afternoon, Nicholas."

Nicholas. The Sleeping King, lv100, is in charge of cuteness in the port area. Although he cannot fight, he will basically buy all the clothes that are released. He is the type who can make a living by being cute.

"Hmm, Commander? It's a bit hot in here. Isn't there a better place to sleep?"

She yawned and forced herself to open her eyes. She had different-colored eyes, the left one was a light amber yellow, and the right one was a glassy red. She sat on the cushion like a duck, looking innocent and naive.

"No, we're going to have something to eat together in the cafeteria later."

“What a hassle…”

Nicholas muttered, then opened his hand to Wuming.

"Commander, carry me."

Chapter 230: The Maid's Invitation

There are so many advantages of loli that it would take three days and three nights to describe them all. At least if it was Soviet Rossiya who wanted to hug her, Wuming would not be able to reach out so naturally and pick up this white-haired loli by the waist.

And Enterprise and the head maid would not look at the white-haired loli acting coquettishly with doting eyes.

Nicholas rubbed his soft head in Wuming's arms, feeling so comfortable that he closed his eyes.

"Hoohoo, Commander, you smell like sunshine."

After saying this, Nicholas, who was as soft as a cat, fell asleep peacefully.

"Ok?"

Wuming blinked and found that the little guy was really asleep.

"It seems that we can only find a place to put her temporarily."

He said helplessly, then looked at Zibuli who was carrying a wrench beside him.

"Bree, I'm going to go settle this kid down first. How about having Befa take you to the cafeteria? I'll be there in a minute."

Zibuli blinked her eyes and nodded vigorously.

"Go ahead, Commander, Sister Bri will take good care of her own buli!"

Buli's voice was extremely loud, and Wuming could already imagine how lively it would be when Santiago was with her.

The head maid whispered a few words to her female companion, then adjusted her skirt a little and came to Zibuli.

"Ms. Bree, please let me take you to the cafeteria. The structure of the port area has changed due to the upgrade. You might be surprised."

Ziburi's eyes lit up.

"Oh, so, sister Bri can go on a new adventure, buli?"

"It's okay if you understand it this way. It's probably like this now..."

Without mentioning the conversation between the head maid and Zibuli, Wuming strode towards the dormitory with Nicholas in his arms. He had hesitated for a while and wanted to put this sleepy and white-haired ship girl into the Nap Alliance that Shinano was about to establish, but Manju's efficiency was not fast enough to complete a building that occupied a large area according to the blueprint within a day, so he took her to the dormitory.

When he opened the door, as expected, Shinano was still sleeping soundly on the bed. Apart from her good figure and beauty, this fox was exactly like a fat otaku in the 21st century. She stayed up very late and could not get up during the day. She only had two meals a day, not counting midnight snacks.

The only difference between her and the fat guy is that she is not ugly.

Putting Nicholas on the big white fox's tail was like a mermaid warrior meeting a penguin boy. The white-haired loli automatically dived into the tail pile and blended perfectly with Shinano.

Ah, very good.

Call her before dinner and then prepare a dormitory room for her.

I won't let her stay overnight.

The cafeteria was bustling with noise. Although Zibuli's arrival did not increase the number of people in the port area, the noise was indeed several levels higher than before.

"Show everyone, my wrench is powerful enough to break through the floor!"

As soon as I arrived outside the cafeteria, I could hear the recognizable sound from the purple cloth, followed by a clang, and the noise in the cafeteria suddenly became quiet.

"That's awesome! I want to smash the cafeteria too!"

Wuming's mouth twitched and he recognized the voice as that of little Zeppelin.

"Please keep quiet, otherwise I will be rude."

It was the head maid's voice, but her usually calm voice was tinged with a hint of uncontrollable irritability.

"Befa, you are still too gentle. Leave it to me. Disobedient children must be punished!"

Before she could finish, two white shadows rushed out from the cafeteria door, trailing a chestnut shadow behind them. The three of them dived into the bushes in the blink of an eye and disappeared without a trace.

Wuming, who was not far away, opened his mouth halfway and saw Soviet Rossiya gritting his teeth and stamping his feet in anger. The head maid also chased out, looking at the distance with helplessness on her face.

"what happened?"

Wuming came to their side and felt that Zibuli's arrival had indeed made the entire port area more lively.

"There are many things, but to make a long story short, the members of the Hong Kong District's Demolition Team were successfully recruited. In order to show her courage, Purple Brie performed a wrench smash on the floor, and then Little Zeppelin followed... I won't talk about these. When I find them, I will make them understand the seriousness of their mistake."

When Soviet Russia said this at the end, it was hard to imagine a good ending.

Wuming gave the angry Northern Alliance ship girl a small hug with a little sympathy.

"Rosia, um, calm down a bit, put aside the matter of beating the child for now, how about we go to the cafeteria to eat something together?"

Soviet Rossiya grabbed Wuming's waist tightly with his backhand and didn't let go for a while.

"Well, with the hug from Comrade Commander, I think I can put them aside for now."

When she let go, her brows relaxed and she indeed looked less angry, and she gave him a kiss without any delay.

"This is a return gift."

After saying that, she lifted up her long hair, looked at the slightly surprised head maid, gave her a big hug, and left a lip print with Northern Union style on the head maid's fair face.

“And some for friends.”

After a pause, she waved her hand in a good mood and walked into the cafeteria.

The head maid looked at her back and spoke in a voice that seemed to indicate she didn't know how to respond.

“Is this the Northern Alliance?”

"Probably. Um, do you think I should learn a little from the Northern League?"

Wuming looked at the head maid who rarely showed a surprised expression and teased.

"No need, Master. This is the job of the maid."

There was a hint of competition on her pretty face. She was very careful to place a deep kiss on the place where Soviet Rossiya had originally kissed her, and then raised her face slightly.

"Also, please give your maid a gift in return."

Wuming laughed, gently kissed the head maid on the face, then held her face and bit her red lips.

After a while, the two separated. The head maid's slightly jealous eyes were tinged with a faint pink, and her sweet breath carried a different kind of hotness than usual.

"Well, it seems that I am still charming with my master, that's great."

She spoke softly, then turned around with light steps.

"Can the Commander stay in the office a little longer this afternoon?"

Wuming blinked and replied quickly.

"Well, I just happen to be busy with work recently."

"Haha, then please look forward to it, Master."

Having said this, the head maid raised the corners of her lips and quickly walked into the cafeteria. The barbarians inside were already in chaos and they couldn't do without her.

Wuming stood where he was, carefully wiped off the lipstick marks on his face, and blew the wind for a while before striding in.

This is a pathetic self-concealment among men, and there seems to be no way to stop doing it.

Inside the cafeteria, the consequences of Zibuli's wrench attack were no longer visible. Wuming noticed that there were tiles of a slightly different color on the floor. It seemed that although the wrench might not be able to break through the sky, it could still break through the floor.

"So busy, is that kid that heavy, Nicholas?"

Enterprise asked with a grin.

"Well, that kid is too heavy."

Wuming naturally put the blame on the white-haired loli.

Chapter 231 Invitation

Time goes so slowly.

Wuming took small bites of his steak and felt that the days passed by were like years.

During the dinner, Enterprise and the head maid were talking in gentle voices, and Frederick the Great came and went in a hurry. It seemed that the scientific research was going very smoothly, so much so that Akashi, Meteora and Frederick the Great were so busy that they needed one person to pack some things. According to the barbarians, this seemed to be decided by drawing lots. Last time it was Meteora, and the time before that it was Frederick the Great.

"See you tonight, darling."

After leaving these words, Frederick the Great gave Wuming a kiss and left in a hurry.

The three members of the house-wrecking team didn't dare to come, but a sneaky chicken quietly packed a lot of snacks and prepared to run away. The head maid stared at it, making the little yellow chicken's ahoge tremble with fear, but in the end, the head maid didn't say anything, but just asked it to bring some staple food and non-carbonated drinks.

"If it were me, I would let the three little guys starve."

"Well, maybe, but if we want to maintain the atmosphere in the port area, we can't be too harsh. But when I find them this afternoon, I will refer to your opinion, Rossia."

The head maid's smile was so gentle that Soviet Rossiya also grinned.

"Haha, that's what you should do. You're more interesting than I thought. I used to think the royal family would be more old-fashioned."

The head maid just smiled faintly in response.

On the way, Enterprise also talked about her experience, adding a small line to Minato's information about the actual level of the Sirens.

Soviet Rossiya heard Essex's remarks and suggested quietly.

"Do you want to try to lure your little fan over here?"

"No thanks, that kid is too clingy, and I want some private space."