Come and connect with me!

Oh no, I didn’t wake her up.

"Hmm... Black..."

Little Zeppelin moved his mouth and spoke in a low voice.

"black?"

Wuming tilted his head, squatted down, and touched little Zeppelin's head.

"What are you talking about? Tell me. I'm your commander. You can tell me anything."

Little Zeppelin pursed his lips and looked towards the room. Both Enterprise and Frederick the Great felt a little uncomfortable.

"Hey, big guy, you guys are all adults, aren't you afraid to sleep alone?"

Little Zeppelin seemed to feel superior to the two of them. She looked up with her nose almost curled up. She said proudly, "Hehe, I stopped wetting the bed a long time ago. You have only grown taller, but you are not as good as me in other aspects!"

There is a sense of implication in his words that it is so big but it is just like this.

Enterprise huddled together, blushing as if it didn't exist. Frederick the Great was even more unbearable. He hurriedly buried his head in the quilt, and the red corner was torn with a sound, leaving a hole in the quilt.

Wuming was speechless, she was good at everything, the red horn was great too, except for Ferb.

"Well, you haven't told me yet, what do you want to talk to me about? What is Hei?"

Little Zeppelin suddenly deflated, wrinkled her face, and said vaguely: "I want to sleep with you."

Sleep together...

Wuming looked at his two wives. It was a long night and he had no intention of sleeping as he had not used up all his energy for the night yet. But then he thought that Xiaoxiao was actually a child and would probably be afraid when being alone.

"How about this, we sleep together tonight."

"really?"

Little Zeppelin laughed happily, then shook his head with disgust.

"I don't want to sleep here, it smells weird, and they both wet the bed!"

Wuming coughed dryly, let out a "whoosh", and picked up little Zeppelin.

"Okay, okay, I'll go to your room and sleep then."

If he lets this kid continue talking, the culprit will be embarrassed to death.

"Oh, right."

Before leaving, he turned around and said to the two women who were still in an awkward state: "Don't fight tonight. Um, anyway, see you tomorrow."

Every night, sometimes before nightfall, the two wives would fight with each other for the room, and they would grab it without hesitation. In the end, they could only open the double book to refresh the map, but this method consumed too much oil. Now the nameless man could not refresh the map for the time being, and he was very worried whether this room would still be there tomorrow.

The next moment when he left, the two women exchanged cold smiles with each other...

The night in the port area is quiet and peaceful. Looking out from the window, the tall buildings are silent in the night, like silent giants, silently overlooking the port area. It is okay during the day, but it is really creepy at night.

Little Zeppelin's room is the same as Wuming's. After all, there are not many people here now, so Wuming prioritizes repairing the infrastructure. Normally, there are very few opportunities to stay in these guest rooms in the command room.

After returning to his room, little Zeppelin broke free from Wuming's embrace and trotted over in his rabbit slippers. There was a little yellow chicken on the bed, with a round body that looked like a stuffed doll, lying on its back, sleeping soundly. Little Zeppelin jumped onto the bed, then slept on the right side, patting the bed with his little hands.

"Come back to bed, Commander!"

Wuming nodded, went to the bathroom to wash his hands to get rid of the smell, and then got into bed. Of course, he couldn't refuse the invitation of the white-haired little Lolita.

"Should we turn off the lights now?"

"Well, don't turn off the lights, please."

Little Zeppelin said pitifully.

When facing the commander Wuming, she was much more honest than when facing Enterprise and Frederick the Great.

"I...I lied. I'm actually very afraid of the dark. I used to sleep with Xiao Chicheng and the others."

"Is that so? Don't worry. Tomorrow and in the future, I will continue to find everyone. Then, you can continue to be with everyone."

"This is what the commander said, don't lie to me."

Little Zeppelin's eyes lit up, he propped himself up and sat up, saying seriously, "Commander, let's make a pinky promise. This is a serious agreement!"

"Well, this is also my promise. Come on, let's make a pinky promise and I will definitely bring all our friends from the port back!"

The two of them hooked their fingers together, thumbs pressed together, a childish but serious agreement.

After getting Wuming's promise, little Zeppelin also laughed, and rubbed his silver head happily against Wuming's chest.

"I like it the most, I like the Commander the most!"

Wuming also patted her back gently and responded, "I like Little Zeppelin, too."

He dare not say the word "most". The sea kings on Earth can usually move freely between various women, open their mouths for a lifetime and shut up "my beloved", because they generally don't know that they have sisters. But he, the real sea king, cannot say that. The insight of the ship girls is not low at all, far better than those mortal women who can't see or hear through several walls. He can say that he likes and loves them, but the word "most" should be used with caution.

Little Zeppelin was much simpler than the big guys with complicated minds. After laughing for a while, he wanted Wuming to tell him a story again.

Wuming began to tell her the story of Snow White, and his tone was deliberately gentle. The important thing about bedtime stories is that they help people sleep. Excited narration is just storytelling and crosstalk. It is enough for a bedtime story to make people fall asleep.

"…So, Snow White and the prince defeated the evil queen and lived happily together… huh?"

Wuming deliberately used a low and smooth voice to tell the story. Little Zeppelin asked questions excitedly at first, then lay on her side with her head resting on her pillow and fell asleep like a little yellow chicken. Then she yawned continuously, but insisted on listening to the end. However, when Wuming finished telling the extended version of Snow White, she had already fallen asleep.

He is a child after all.

Wuming smiled and touched little Zeppelin's satin-smooth silver hair.

The latter moved its head like a small animal and shrank back into his arms.

Well, that’s good. The kids are asleep. It’s time to go back to my room and work.

Wuming wanted to get up, but found that little Zeppelin was holding the corners of his clothes tightly with both hands.

He couldn't help laughing, and simply lay down on his side, without turning off the lights, and fell asleep with little Zeppelin in his arms.

On the other side, two stern-faced women were sitting on a pile of rubble, each wrapped in half a sheet, sitting back to back.

There was a hole in Frederick the Great's bed sheet. The two men looked at each other, and as both were hurt, no one spoke.

The bright silver moon sets in the west, and the sun rises from the sea level again.

A new day has come.

Chapter 25

Wuming felt the warm sunlight leaving light marks on his cheeks. He had a dreamless night, and it was the best sleep he had had in a while.

He opened his eyes and felt the long breathing coming from his arms. Little Zeppelin was curled up in a ball, sleeping soundly. The little dog that followed him was kicked to the floor, with its butt sticking up, and a slight gasp could be heard.

Wuming gently broke free and carefully left the room.

The port area is quiet but busy during the day. From time to time, you can see the little yellow chickens walking through the buildings. Wuming saw that his room was empty, with nothing in it. Even the most conspicuous big bed that should have been there was gone.

As expected.

He washed himself at his own pace without taking it seriously before going out again.

Outside the command room, the voices of two ship girls can be heard.

"Morning, did you sleep well last night?"

This was the first time Wuming asked such a question, after all, he usually just said 'good morning'.

"Good morning. Did the child sleep well at night?"

"It's okay. I fell asleep after telling a story. Um, I'm a little curious, do we have any clothes to change into now?"

Today, Frederick the Great and Enterprise both wore nameless short-sleeved T-shirts. One had the s logo of the Superman logo squeezed into a Q, and the other had the yellow mouse of the Pikachu logo mutated into Jigglypuff.

Although the leather of common clothes is +2, but if this continues, he will really only be able to wear shorts - at least before building a building that can produce clothes.

"It's not important... Today's breakfast is fried eggs and sandwiches, and the drink is pure milk. Honey, do you want anything else?"

Frederick the Great: Don't look back, change the subject abruptly.

Wuming looked at Enterprise, and she stammered, "I, I'll go first, go see if little Zeppelin is awake, see you later!"

Maybe we shouldn't have played like that that night, and now the consequences are here.

Wuming shook his head, picked up the knife and fork and started eating.

After all, he was a man without the temperament of a protagonist. He was far from having the kind of determination like the protagonist in online novels who wanted to eat with chopsticks even after ten thousand years in another world. On his first day in White Eagle, he picked up the knife and fork without any spine.

"Honey, do you like children?"

Frederick the Great took a sip of the milk, and Jigglypuff swelled up like it was going to explode in the next second.

"Maybe……"

With Frederick the Great beside him, he was a little absent-minded when eating.

Frederick the Great noticed this keenly, and proud of her lover's greedy gaze, she kissed Wuming on the face before continuing her meal contentedly.

Ever since little Zeppelin came, this enchanting female elf has restrained herself a lot.

After a while, little Zeppelin came over yawning, and together with Enterprise, who also had silver hair, like a mother leading her sleepy daughter.

"Good morning, Commander, and Da..."

Little Zeppelin took one look at Pikachu that was stretched to the point of being deformed, and swallowed his words with some fear.

"…Frederick the Great."

"Pfft, the Emperor's mother is hated."

Wuming laughed out loud at the treatment of this famous matriarchal character in Guayou.

Frederick the Great was also helpless. He and the child seemed to be naturally incompatible. Little Zeppelin was close to Wuming and did not reject the company, but he always seemed to be a little resistant to her.

"Come and have breakfast. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Enterprise brought breakfast to little Zeppelin and supervised him as he ate the lettuce on his sandwich with a frown before nodding and continuing to eat.

I will continue to unlock my wife today. Although I promised little Zeppelin to find some friends last night, two kids are even worse here than one. They dare to try anything with mutual encouragement. Wuming may only see the ruins of the port area when he comes back.

After a while, the 3+1 team set off, and little Zeppelin, like the other children, was curious about where he came from.

Silly boy, I fished you out of the pond.jpg

The yellow chickens skillfully found a place to lie down, and Wuming and his group took some snacks and ate while waiting.

The sea breeze at the port felt quite comfortable. After a while, little Zeppelin was playing with a few other chickens by the port. Wuming grabbed a little yellow chicken and asked about it, intending to find a bug.

"...The cafeteria can only produce food ingredients, but if ingredients like molecular cuisine can also be made, then even if it is waterproof, wear-resistant, soft, and tasteless... can such fabric-like ingredients be produced?"

[Theoretically, yes, but since it is food, it will deteriorate over time and will not last long.]

The little yellow chicken held up the sign, and in order to show its authority, it actually took out a pair of glasses and put them on.

"Don't we have dried food that can be stored for a long time? Canned food can be eaten for decades, so why can't this kind of food be stored for a long time?"

The spectacled yellow chicken paced solemnly, leaving light paw prints on the ground.

[Let’s try it first. For ingredients that can be worn, we still need to try them first]

"That's good. I'll wait for your good news!"

Wuming nodded contentedly. Frederick the Great and Enterprise had subtle expressions. They could only pretend not to hear and pretend to look at the special effects door at the port seriously.

Like the Zeppelin, the special effects of unlocking new ships after the update are basically fixed to the continuously spinning faction icon, and the appearance of Enterprise is just a temporary door, which is far from enough.

Wuming glanced at his phone, straightened his clothes, and prepared to welcome his new wife.

The colors/icons rotate rapidly, and when the speed reaches a limit, the light becomes brighter.

"Gululu~~"

The meaning of the word is to correct the old wife

Just like a teapot tipping over and hot water falling into the cup, the sound of the water flowing becomes clearer, along with it is the faint aroma of black tea. In the gradually dimming light, a plump figure is outlined.

Her silver hair was wrapped around her shoulders, and her blue-purple eyes looked around energetically. She wore a leather collar around her neck, and a broken metal chain hung on her body. Her tight cheongsam, which was mainly black, wrapped her fleshy body. White stockings were stretched on her plump thighs, and blue ribbons were wrapped around her slender arms. She stroked the ring on her ring finger with one hand, and held a folding fan in the other hand, which was wearing a glove.

When she noticed Wuming's gaze, the head maid dressed in Donghuang style bowed slightly.

"It's been a long time, Master."

Wuming blinked and smiled, "Yeah, it's been a long time, Beifa."

She looked at little Zeppelin who was still having fun with the gang, and the two people beside Wuming, and nodded in understanding.