Come and connect with me!

White Eagle Enterprise repeated doubtfully.

"Jetpack?"

"Yes, that's what the Enterprise one is carrying."

Frederick the Great explained.

White Eagle Enterprise recalled the embarrassing things they encountered when they first came to this port. The second most impressive thing was the small backpack on the chubby Grim Reaper. It was just a palm-sized prop, but it could achieve precise scanning over a large range. The clarity of the light frequency projection was also very good. It did not have the defect of White Eagle Port that it could only be used in dark places indoors. It seemed to have the function of auxiliary communication. A single item could be achieved in the laboratory at any cost, but it was almost impossible to compress it into such a small piece. After returning, White Eagle's scientists gave an accurate answer.

It would be impossible to integrate multiple functions to such a scale without nearly ten years. This tip of the iceberg alone is enough to prove that the technology of this port area is superior to the whole world.

"You want to give it to me?"

She was somewhat tempted. Higher-level props could actually improve the ship's combat effectiveness. Even if they could not be analyzed and mass-produced, she would feel that they would be stronger than before just by using them. Even if this type of technological product could only provide a physical experience, it could also provide a certain development direction for the development of similar products. After all, every technological product would contain the theories and ideas envisioned by the developer.

Frederick the Great could not help laughing.

"It's not for you, it's for your little bird. For you, you only need to carry the receiving end. As for the backpack, it's for your Death God."

She thought of Enterprise carrying a small backpack and looking serious, and couldn't help laughing.

Frederick the Great looked around and found that there was only this one chick nearby, so he grabbed the little yellow chicken and pinched it. Only then did the chick open its black bean-sized eyes and stare at her blankly.

"Tell Akashi to send over a set of flight backpacks."

Manjue blinked, nodded, then closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Frederick the Great casually placed it on the bench and said, "Okay, wait a moment, your gift will be here."

No matter how many times she has seen it, White Eagle Enterprise always finds it very strange. This self-disciplined AI that seems to have a certain thinking ability seems to be able to do everything and undertakes all the repetitive work of the entire port area. At this time, it will also take on the functions of an email or a mobile phone. It always feels too convenient. She wants to ask if these things are also technological achievements, but after all, her stay here is too short, so she is embarrassed to ask.

White Eagle Enterprise's idea did not affect Frederick the Great's mood. After deciding to compensate White Eagle Enterprise, the black-haired beauty felt that she no longer owed her anything, and said immediately.

"Next, we need to continue training. Improving our control over our abilities is equivalent to gaining a deeper understanding of our own nature. After all, our abilities are closely related to ourselves. The more we hone and improve ourselves, the stronger our spirit will be. Ultimately, we will be able to avoid being assimilated by the essence of the Meta Cube."

When it comes to continuing training, White Eagle Enterprise's expression changes slightly. It's not that she is worried about any difficulties, but it is really uncomfortable to train to the point of exhaustion. Moreover, if she continues the next day, judging from her impression of Frederick the Great during her short time with him, this woman will definitely be happy to let the goddess of the kitchen help.

However, the effect yesterday was indeed very good, which left her with no room for objection.

"So, how should we train today?"

She took a deep breath, put aside her fear of nutritious meals, and devoted herself to training.

"today?"

Frederick the Great raised his wrist and looked at it. As he talked with White Eagle Enterprise, it was already half past nine.

"I'm not here to train you today."

"what?"

"You are very poor at using close range weapons. I think you should remedy this as soon as possible."

Frederick the Great said this, looking towards the end of the road.

White Eagle Enterprise looked over and saw a figure walking on the road.

"You let an aircraft carrier learn close combat weapons? Are you sure it's not the domain of destroyers?"

Destroyers are fast and can drop mines at close range. After a two-second countdown, they can make faces at the enemy and move away by hundreds of meters before the explosion. Needless to say, their movements are extremely fast. In order to maintain this kind of reaction speed on the sea, heavy weapons are basically not equipped, and instead, the best close-range weapons are used. Except for the Sakura Empire, the other camps are basically equipped in this way.

If battleships and aircraft carriers are regarded as archers in the back row, then destroyers should be compared to wanderers in the adventure team. Basically, they are not expected to have the ability to kill enemies on a large scale. After dropping torpedoes, they are responsible for reconnaissance and protection of aircraft carriers and battleships.

The figure on the road was getting closer and closer. After seeing Frederick the Great, she bowed slightly, holding up her over-the-knee maid skirt with both hands. Pure white stockings wrapped around her slender thighs, and a wild sword hung on the back of her waist. Her eyes swept over the White Eagle Enterprise coldly, and she seemed a little surprised, but when she raised her head and looked at the god of death in the sky, she suddenly realized.

"Miss Frederick."

Frederick the Great introduced the White Eagle Enterprise: "A2, a... cube ship specialized in close combat. She will train you until noon."

White Eagle Enterprise looked at A2, who was dressed as a maid, and nodded slightly at her.

"Hello, Miss A2."

"Hello, Miss Enterprise of White Eagle."

A2 said lightly.

"Well, I'm not very picky, but I'm not very good with weapons like the katana..."

White Eagle Enterprise looked at the wild sword behind A2's waist with a hesitant tone.

"What would you like to train Miss Enterprise for?"

"Well, my mechanical bow can be broken apart and used as a scimitar. Can you do it?"

"I know a little."

A2 thought for a moment and answered.

"What about your sword?"

A2 blinked.

"I know a little bit."

Chapter 273 Morning

With a rustling sound, the curtains opened and the not-so-gentle sunlight shone in.

"Master, do you need me to arrange breakfast until twelve o'clock?"

The head maid's cold voice came to my ears.

"......What time is it?"

"It's almost ten o'clock, Master."

Wuming then slowly woke up. After opening his eyes, he stared at the ceiling for a long time before turning his head and looking towards Belfast.

As expected, it was a cold face.

"Befa...I..."

"I am angry."

The head maid said very seriously that the big white fox was still sleeping soundly with its tail tangled up in a mess and its legs spread out. Apart from her, there were only the head maid and Wuming here.

"Feel sorry."

Last night, the head maid and Frederick the Great just chatted for a few words at the dinner table, which seemed to immediately ignite the former's anger, so that she was in a bad mood the whole night.

"It's not you who should apologize, but that woman!"

Sure enough, I am still very angry.

Wuming thought so in his heart.

The head maid would usually call him master, occasionally call him commander when on official business, and very rarely, would pronounce his name, calling him Wuming.

When they are very, very angry, they will just call you the more distant you, and Frederick the Great is simply called that woman.

Novel 0

"That unruly, sneaky cat..."

The head maid's voice flashed by, and when Wuming raised his eyes to look, the head maid had a stern face again.

A maid could never show displeasure to her master, but a wife certainly had the right to complain about her husband.

"Well, as compensation, how about we go on a date today?"

The head maid is not Akashi, so giving her gold coins is useless. After much thought, it seems that only companionship can better express my apology.

I'm not the one who can save you.

Wuming stretched out his hand and hugged the head maid into his arms. His head was resting on a fox tail. It was furry but not hot at all. Instead, it felt cool, like the moonlight in the sky materialized into clumps of snow-white tail hair.

The head maid fell gently into his arms, the cool fox tail brushed her nose, and she sneezed uncomfortably.

"Ahhh..."

Her face suddenly turned red, and her energy was no longer as strong as before.

"Well, first of all, not everything can be solved by dating."

The head maid glared at Shinano hatefully. No matter whether she was really asleep or pretending to be asleep, it was her fault that the tail grew on her.

Wuming also had a stern face, trying to control himself from laughing. The head maid who seemed to have everything in order was helpless with small animals, or rather, half-small animals like Shinano with tails. The big tail that Wuming liked very much had an extra special attack on her.

"Secondly, I have something else to do today, so the date request can only be put on hold for now, but the master cannot forget it!"

The head maid raised her face and said seriously.

Although the first and second options have certain logical loopholes, it is better not to point them out at this time.

"Of course, of course. You can come to me whenever you are free. I am always available for you."

Wuming said quickly.

"Only to me?"

There was no one around, and the head maid leaned her ear over Wuming's chest, listening to his slow and heavy heartbeat, and she couldn't help but ask this question.

Wuming opened his mouth and suddenly felt that the big tail behind his pillow was not as soft as before, and the ball-shaped tail seemed to be getting tight as well.

The head maid smiled slightly, slid one hand to Shinano's waist and pinched it, then slowly rotated it.

"babble........"

The big white fox couldn't pretend to sleep anymore, and he puffed up his face and slapped the head maid's hand away.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you want to do?"

The head maid did not wait for Wuming to answer, but glared at the big white fox menacingly.

"Don't think I don't know what's going on with your tail!"

So Xinrong shrank her neck. Compared with her mature and plump body, her face, which was always sleep-deprived, always looked a little childish. At this moment, her brows were filled with tears, and she looked at the head maid aggrievedly, trying to make the latter feel unnecessary guilt.

Unfortunately, the head maid was not much kinder than Frederick the Great. When she saw this charming and seductive woman with all her moves, she just let out a low sigh and pounced on her, covering one of the fox's ears with each hand.

"Master, speak now. She can't hear you."

"Befa, so cunning!"

The big white fox shook her head around, just because she didn't want the head maid to cover her ears. The latter simply hugged her entire head in her arms and used her breasts to lock her restless big ears.

"Go ahead."

Wuming stared at the two white furs entangled together without blinking and coughed softly.

"Because I'm really angry, I'm only targeting you this time."

The head maid was not very satisfied with the answer "this time" without removing "very angry", but it made her less angry at least. She then loosened her hand and used the basketball's inherent duang to bounce Shinano away.

"Let's just say that the master has passed the test. However, apart from that, you have to take me with you when you go to that place."

The head maid whispered.

Shinano took a deep breath and said in surprise, "Befa, you are so possessive."

"This is a normal female mentality, it's not possessiveness."

The head maid answered without hesitation.

"Well, please remember your promise, Master. I have to go look after the port area. There is a small party in the afternoon and I need to prepare for it."

After she finished speaking, she kissed Wuming on the cheek, then lifted the long hair by her ears and turned to leave.

Wuming blinked, shook his head, and looked towards Shinano.

"What about you, Shinano?"

In the past, this big white fox was still sleeping at this time, and she was only seen in good spirits in the afternoon.

"I am also invited. I will chat with you and have some snacks. I will tell my husband when I come back."

The big white fox's eyes flashed with fox-like cunning. It floated up leisurely, standing on the ground without touching the ground. With one hand extended, the blue witch's costume scattered on the bed automatically floated over and was put on.

"Well, what should I do this afternoon?"

Wuming muttered to himself.

As for the girls' gathering, as mentioned before, it was basically a gathering for the ship girls to chat about girly topics. Almost everyone who was free would go. Even Cleveland had a normal chance of showing up at the gathering. However, given her personality, she probably wouldn't be comfortable leaving the port area unpatrolled.