Come and connect with me!

There is no sofa, no TV, and because it is the flagship of White Eagle, White Eagle Enterprises naturally does not need a computer, and she has better models.

But when others look at it like this, they always feel an inexplicable sense of desolation.

"Your room......."

For the first time, Frederick the Great showed some hesitation in her presence.

“Isn’t it really a prison?”

The corner of White Eagle Enterprise's eye twitched, and he said in an incredulous tone: "What's the problem? Isn't it good to be simple?"

"No, this is not a simple level. Even Bismarck would like to have some sweets. What the hell is this?"

Frederick the Great opened the refrigerator, which was filled with nutrition bars, canned food, and cola, except for a box of coffee powder in one corner.

“It has to be redecorated.”

After looking around, she calmly snapped her fingers, and the two red eyeballs of the dragon ship beside her quickly unfolded and turned into a long lens.

"We need to make your room presentable before we get sued for animal cruelty!"

Chapter 256 Who are you looking for?

Half an hour later, Wuming received a reminder email.

"Is it time?"

Wuming looked around and saw the sun was hanging high in the sky. It was time to draw the cards.

When he placed his body under the sunlight, the power from the sun slowly gathered into his body, making him stronger every moment.

Ordinary humans would feel the temperature was scalding hot, but for Wuming it was just right. After basking in the sun for a while, he tidied his clothes, opened the door and left.

The dock door has not yet lit up, and probably a new batch of ship girls will come over. The return of ship girls so many times can no longer surprise him, but his anticipation is still strong.

I found a seat nearby and started waiting for the newcomers.

He was not the first to arrive this time. I-19 was holding a torpedo pillow in his arms, waiting for the arrival of the new ship girl among a bunch of barbarians.

"Hey."

She lifted up a larger doll and curiously poked its belly with her finger. The doll was used to it and worked diligently to play the role of doll, occasionally opening its mouth sleepily.

I-19 had a very sensitive intuition and quickly noticed Wuming's gaze.

"commander!"

"Hello, did you just get up?"

I-19 blinked, and her burgundy eyes, which were the same color as her hair, narrowed shyly.

"Hey, the commander found me."

"Because I didn't see you this morning. Come to think of it, you have to eat on time no matter what."

Wuming walked to her side and sat on the ground. The boats were of different sizes. The slightly larger ones could even be used as stools by the boats, but it was too difficult for these little things to carry an adult male.

"Wow... If I sleep in, will the commander hate me?"

"No, after all, it's a cute I-19, so it doesn't matter if you're a little lazy, but if you keep doing this, your health will deteriorate."

Even if the ship girls really stay at home and only eat junk food, their body shape will not change, but the head maid still firmly believes that maintaining a better schedule will be helpful to the ship girls.

I-19's eyes widened when she heard this, and she stared at Wuming with her crimson pupils in a daze. Then she subconsciously tightened the torpedo pillow in her arms.

"I can't help it. I can't sleep at night. I used to sleep with everyone."

She looked towards the dock door and spoke softly.

"I-13-chan, I wonder if she'll come."

Wuming's expression moved slightly.

This is another boat that needs a playmate.

Just like little Zeppelin, they are both little guys with a fixed small circle. Before little Tiancheng came, little Zeppelin was much more exaggerated than her. He came every day and liked to stare at Wuming, and would ask when he could see his friends at any time.

However, it is difficult to get whatever you want when drawing cards, so Wuming could only comfort her and ask her to relax.

"I-19, how about trying to make new friends?"

I-19 let out a cry and grabbed its tight belly in embarrassment.

"I always feel a little embarrassed."

"It's okay. We are all friends. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. By the way, how is Xiao Tiancheng? This girl is from your hometown. Do you want to try to make friends with her?"

Wuming said in a gentle voice.

Although Xiao Tiancheng's reliability level dropped sharply in his mind, but when he thought about it carefully, children don't really need to be reliable or not. It's good enough to be able to play together. After all, who doesn't like to play with troublesome children when they are young?

"Oh, so much..."

I-19 muttered hesitantly, still looking a little embarrassed.

"Anyway, anyway, I still have to see how others came out before."

Whispering the ambiguous words, the little submarine silently turned its head to look at the dock door.

Well, Xiaotian Yacheng is not as popular as imagined. Of course, it may also be because they are not familiar with it. Submarines like to play on the bottom of the sea very much, and judging from Xiaotian Yacheng's greedy nature, unless the bottom of the sea is full of cooked seafood, he will definitely stay on land more often.

It seems that it is a long and arduous task to make the ship girls in the port area become friends with each other.

As time passed, the dock door became brighter and brighter. I-19 stared at it, and Wuming could hear her whispering.

"I-13...Torricelli...mackerel..."

Wuming glanced sideways slightly.

Torricelli and her have very different personalities, but they surprisingly have a good relationship. As for Albacore, he has a good relationship with I-19 as well. It really is true that appearance cannot judge.

But speaking of it, apart from Taihou, Bluefin has a good relationship with everyone. She is a kind of social cow type of ship girl.

As he was thinking about this, the dock door started to rotate faster, the camp icons on the door kept flashing and then disappearing, and the dock door began to be filled with thick fog, which continued to expand, making Wuming feel a little confused.

This is a new change that is completely different from the past.

The fog became thicker and thicker, and the scent of the sea tide spread with the fog. However, the colorless fog carried a slight smell of rust, as if it had descended from some tragic battlefield.

Wuming's expression changed slightly and he slowly stood up. Something was wrong. It was really wrong. It was definitely a feeling that he was outside of the four major camps.

His idea was correct, the fog gradually took on color, first light blue, then dark blue, and finally a pitch-black color so deep that it was almost like the abyss.

"Commander...I'm a little scared..."

The corner of Wuming's clothes was tightly grasped by a small hand. He turned around and saw I-19 shrinking his neck, hiding behind him, staring at the mist.

"I feel the sadness and emptiness of the deep sea. It's so scary. How can I feel this way..."

There was uneasiness in her crimson eyes, but she couldn't help but look at the dark mist.

"Don't be afraid. No matter what it is, it will be Minato's partner. I-19, calm down."

Wuming reached out and rubbed I-19's head. The soft and cool red hair was embraced by Wuming's hot and dry palm, making the little submarine couldn't help but rub against Wuming's palm.

"Well, I won't be scared because the commander is right next to me."

Wuming patted her shoulder and turned to look at the changes in the dock door. He saw an unfamiliar camp icon on the dock door.

It was a ball of dark flame, burning fiercely, but upon closer inspection, it looked like a black eye with flames in the eye sockets, vaguely carrying a sense of madness and coldness.

⒏ⅰ 缌叔叔灵散企９母

The color of the fog faded, and a slender figure emerged from the thick fog.

"Who are you looking for, Commander?"

Chapter 257 Helena Meta

The thick fog dissipated, revealing a familiar figure. With a half-smile on her face, she glanced around playfully. Wherever her eyes moved, the barbarians ran away trembling, like dead leaves being pushed aside by an invisible force.

The visitor was of medium height, with red eyes that were dull like rust. Even when he was smiling, his eyes were cold. They were like a dying fire that was about to go out, stubbornly wanting to burn, greedily burning all combustible materials.

Her long light blue hair looked particularly translucent in the sun, with an abnormal glaze color from the top of her head to the ends of her hair, and a pale feeling of fading. She had old black headphones on her ears, and around her neck were wrapped black shackles that symbolized self-restraint, connected to the black gloves on her hands. The corners of her lips were slightly outlined with a faint arc, as if she was trying to maintain a smile, but she had long forgotten what a smile looked like, and could only maintain a stiff expression.

She was wearing a pure white short dress, but she did not have the passion of a young girl. She was like a canvas that had been washed clean of color. There was nothing on it. All she could feel was emptiness and silence. Her plump thighs were covered with black over-the-knee boots, which had a light blue color on the soles, giving her a feeling of the coldness of an underwater glacier.

Even the ship suit on its body, like its owner, is a mechanical creation covered with tiny cracks and dyed an unnatural glacial blue underneath, like a beautiful but fragile work of art.

In response to Wuming's gaze, she stood there calmly and waited quietly.

Finally, or to say, after Wuming saw her long gradient hair, the candidate was confirmed.

"Helena? Or, do you prefer me to add a meta suffix?"

"Helena."

Helena.meta said her name in a flat tone, but without any enthusiasm. Wuming only heard a sense of indifference in her voice, as if his name was unimportant.

"Hmm, I see..."

The Meta Helena's voice remained unchanged, but there seemed to be a natural atmosphere that killed the conversation. Wuming just said a few words to her, and this perfunctory way of speaking made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Commander, is this your current port area?"

Helena.meta said lightly.

"It's your port too, Helena."

Wuming answered immediately. If he remembered correctly, although it was difficult for meta ships to be inserted into the current systematic formation, their favorability should have been increased. Zhen. Helena got married very early. The Ark, Helena, and Gneisenau of the meta series were already [resonance], so they shouldn't be so cold.

Or is it that the meta's favorability is different from that of normal ship girls?

"My Minato..."

Helena.meta's eyes flashed, and she took slow steps, her over-the-knee boots leaving a soft clattering sound on the floor. She walked up to Wuming step by step, stared at him for a long time, and suddenly broke into a thrilling and enchanting smile.

"Then, my commander, if this is my port, can I live more freely and be a little more willful?"

When Wuming heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

It feels like that, she’s going to get angry!

Hanging around among a bunch of wives, Wuming not only developed abdominal muscles, but also developed nerves that were so delicate that he could read girls' hearts.

The moment Helena meta opened her mouth, his brain started working rapidly and he prepared himself mentally.

"Of course, what's wrong?"

After Helena.meta finished speaking, she paced closer and closer. Wuming was about to step back, but suddenly he felt the corner of his clothes tighten, and then he remembered that there was still I-19 behind him. Looking into Helena.meta's eyes, he suddenly realized something.

Back off for goodness sake, a tough guy has to face everything!

Thinking of this, he simply took a step forward and took Helena.meta into his arms while she looked at him with a little surprise.

"Haha, that's great, Commander..."

Helena.meta was only slightly surprised, then she naturally reached out her hand and hooked Wuming's neck. Helena.meta's body was soft but cold, like a moving ice sculpture.

"Helena, I like the Commander the most, but Commander, can you honestly tell me how you feel about me?"

"I like Helena, too."

"Please be honest."

Helena.meta spoke word by word, frowning, still looking dissatisfied, and her skin against Wuming's chest became colder.

Wuming's brain was working rapidly.

Is Helena.meta against harem?

There should be no objection.

So what does she want?

honest.

That’s right, so at this time, we should be honest with each other.

Wuming took a deep breath and was about to speak when he suddenly realized that there was more than one Helena.meta around him. The little don submarine I-19 was also there...

Do you want to say something like this in front of a child?