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"Then you are not angry?"

If the enterprise was furious, White Eagle Enterprise felt that it was not that angry.

"There's no point getting angry. After all, he's the type who wants it all."

Enterprise smiled, and Frederick the Great, who was one step away from her, couldn't help but laugh too.

White Eagle Enterprise looked at the two people in bewilderment, totally unable to understand the joke, and could only eat in depression.

Mainz and Frederick the Great were far apart, with Helena meta beside him. Among the people serving dishes at the table, a green-haired cat sneaked up to Mainz and spoke mysteriously.

"Mainz-chan, do you want new clothes?"

Chapter 284: A Few Things About the Banquet

"Ok?"

Mainz was a little stunned. She lowered her head and saw a person with combat power 4 suddenly appeared in front of her.

"You are the maintenance ship Akashi of the Sakura Empire?"

"Wrong, it's Akashi Yoshiya, the chief scientist and shop owner at the Azur Lane port!"

The green-haired cat proudly raised his head and chest and corrected Mainz's statement.

"So, what do you want from me?"

Mainz asked with a little confusion.

"Akashi's shop has everything, meow, so I came to ask, Mainz-chan, do you want to buy new clothes? Meow, now you don't need red pointed clothes!"

Akashi grinned and promoted his products enthusiastically.

Mainz blinked and then shook his head.

"No need. I just want to quietly enjoy the welcoming party. Please go back."

After saying that, Mainz picked up the knife and fork again, cut the steak, then picked up the black coffee next to him and drank it in one gulp without changing his expression.

Akashi's ears suddenly drooped limply, and his tail could no longer wag.

"Oh, I'm leaving then..."

After another failed sales pitch, Akashi was a little frustrated, but her desire to make money would not be extinguished. She patted her face and quietly went to Hood's place again.

Mainz sighed only after Akashi left.

She still cares a little.

Thinking of this, Mainz subconsciously looked in the direction of Wuming. He stayed in the small boat, trying to get Haman to talk more with I-19 Lingbo and the others. After all, Haman was above Lolita but below a girl. To put it simply, although she looked a little stronger than Lolita, they could still play together in essence.

Yi-19 giggled and talked to Ling Bo, but compared to Yi-19's extroverted personality, Ling Bo was the type who would reply to only one sentence out of ten others said. Now with the addition of the awkward Harman, Yi-19's chat speed was finally neutralized.

Wuming looked at it with relief, and suddenly felt someone was watching him. Following the feeling, he saw Mainz eating calmly.

Illusion?

Wuming shook his head and didn't want to think about it. He was about to continue doing something when he suddenly felt something good. He looked down and found that a small pile of green peppers had appeared on his plate.

"Ok?"

He turned his head and saw little Zeppelin beside him eating seriously. The plate was full of meat, but there was not a single green color to be seen.

The little white-haired creature was gnawing at the pork chops and sausages, with a circle of grease spots around its lips.

"Little Zeppelin?"

Wuming said something out of the blue, which made Xiaochuan shiver.

"Wha, what's the matter?"

Wuming's eyebrows raised slightly.

Suspicious, very suspicious, it seems the murderer has been found!

"Don't you have any vegetables left to eat, little Zeppelin? Don't be picky! Eat the green peppers too!"

Little Tiancheng, who was staying next to little Zeppelin, stretched his tail, blinked his eyes, kicked his short legs, and quietly prepared to leave.

"My green peppers are eaten!"

Little Zeppelin muttered in dissatisfaction, looking at Wuming's plate with a sullen look.

"What's this pile?"

Wuming said, pointing at his plate.

"It's a green pepper, but my green pepper has been eaten! It's not mine!"

The little girl spoke confidently, but her eyes were wandering and she looked around, as if she was ready to run away.

Wuming lowered his head and saw that there seemed to be something else in the gaps between the green peppers. He took a look and named a vegetable.

“Broccoli?”

"Eh? How did the Commander know?"

Little Zeppelin couldn't hide his thoughts, and asked in panic.

Zibuli is not picky about food, and she did not stuff blue flowers under the green peppers. Sure enough, Xiao Tiancheng was the mastermind behind this.

Wuming thought of this and looked over, and saw that there was indeed an empty seat next to little Zeppelin.

"Well, then, I'll go catch Xiao Tiancheng... Hey hey hey!"

Little Zeppelin turned around quietly, saying this, and was about to run away when he was caught by Wuming.

"No need for that. Since you two are good friends, her portion is also yours. Just finish it before you leave!"

The little fox is still a fox and can have a lot of bad intentions. If we don't mobilize a large number of people to look for it, it will be a waste of time and effort. It would be safer to catch its accomplices.

Soon, little Zeppelin took the fork and stuffed the green pepper and broccoli into his mouth with a bitter look on his face. His cheeks were bulging and he was unwilling to swallow them, with a look of pain on his face.

The head maid looked at Hood in her wedding dress with a look of nostalgia on her face.

On one side of Hood was the head maid, and on the other was Helena meta, who looked at her wedding dress with a hint of envy in her eyes.

"If you like, I can lend you this one. But it seems a little big, so it may not fit you."

Hood said gently that apart from the old acquaintance the head maid, the ones she was most familiar with were Helena and Cleveland. This was a long time ago, when the nameless team did not have the plan it has now. It was a brainless move to send three phantom gods, and when that didn't work out, Portland and her sister Indianapolis would be replaced. They were all partners who could be entrusted with safety and were trustworthy.

"I'm not......"

"I know, but you are a possibility of Helena, a future change, and you are also a partner. There is no need to dwell on this. Just accept it."

Hood didn't care about this. She saw Helena's meta confusion and anxiety and understood it.

"And I also think you're a little restrained. Well, if my wedding dress can help you, that would be great."

Helena meta was a little moved, then shook her head violently.

"No, I don't need your wedding dress.......Thank you, Hood."

She whispered, looking at Hood's genuine smile, nodded slightly, and said a quick thank you.

Hood tilted his head helplessly and looked at the head maid again.

"Don't look at me like that, Mrs. Hood. I don't need anything."

The head maid spread out her hands.

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"No, I just want to know, is there another party this afternoon?"

"Yes, there will be a lot of people coming. Do you want to join us?"

The head maid had not expected Hood's arrival, but having an extra teacup was no trouble.

"Of course, the Royal Family is a tea party, I won't miss it."

Hood said softly that she loved traveling and banquets, both of which were indispensable, and she was also a master of black tea, good at both tasting and brewing.

The head maid is a jack of all trades, proficient in everything from cooking to matching tableware to etiquette, and she is also looking forward to the afternoon's arrangements.

Wuming supervised little Zeppelin to finish eating the vegetables, watched her swallow them, and then let her go.

If you don't keep an eye on the boat, there are too many ways for it to throw away the food it doesn't want to eat. You can't ignore it.

Chapter 285: The Origin of the Research Ship

The lunch started with polite greetings and ended with familiar nods.

With the help of the head maid, Hood picked out a suitable set of clothes from her closet, changed out of the beautiful but awkward wedding dress, and happily went to the party.

Mainz was different from the other ship girls. As an iron-blooded ship, she had little interest in little Zeppelin, and didn't have much respect for Frederick the Great. The latter didn't react much to her either, just nodded coldly, unexpectedly distant.

"How do you think I should react, dear?"

After the lunch, Wuming asked this question to Frederick the Great and received the above answer.

"Even if we can't hug each other excitedly, at least we can chat for a while."

These questions by Nameless are a reference to Cleveland's relationship with the Enterprise and Hood's relationship with the Head Maid, who basically have a good relationship.

In the corner of the cafeteria, Frederick the Great and Wuming sat together. White Eagle Enterprise gave Frederick the Great a look to leave and left first. She really didn't want to stay aside and be a light bulb.

Mainz was not far away, watching Wuming and Frederick the Great chatting calmly, as silent as a speechless shadow.

"She and I are both research vessels that were developed at the port and then born. We have not left any traces in history. We are not the product of the so-called orthodox [Historical Ship] + [Mind Cube]. If we must make an analogy, it is equivalent to humans and 2B. They are similar but completely different. Simply put, they are an outlier among the cube ships."

Frederick the Great didn't care at all whether Mainz could hear him or not, nor did he care that he was one of the so-called outliers.

"Similarly, our birth has little to do with human history. At most, it is a former conception, just a blueprint. Of course, there is no so-called comradeship or inexplicable hostility attached to it."

Seeing that Wuming was still somewhat confused, she used another metaphor.

"Just like Enterprise, I have found information about this world. It is said that when they first met on the main island of Sakura, Zuikaku took the initiative to provoke Enterprise, and was finally taught a lesson. Dear, don't you think it's strange? When they first met, Enterprise was still the flagship of White Eagle, but Zuikaku had a bad feeling towards Enterprise for no reason. Where did this inexplicable feeling come from?"

Frederick the Great answered himself with a sneer.

"Of course it's the so-called [historical facts]. This gives the Rubik's Cube ships a natural network of relationships, and also gives their lives a fixed trajectory. As for the research ships that were developed, there is no so-called relationship. At most, it is because of the reference drawings, and there are some insignificant similarities with the prototype itself, but this relationship is better than nothing. Including me, research ships don't care about the so-called camps. If they are guided by the future, they will probably be loyal to the Iron Blood. However, I am a Rubik's Cube ship developed by my dear, and I don't have such deep feelings for the Iron Blood. I believe Mainz should be similar."

Mainz didn't say anything, but she didn't mean to object either. She just stood there nonchalantly, her eyes never leaving Wuming.

Wuming looked at Mainz, then at Frederick the Great, and suddenly a strange idea came to his mind.

Maybe I shouldn't call Frederick the Great "Mom". Instead, this plump woman should call him "Fazl"?

Now the seniority is messed up.

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"So, what are your instructions next, Commander?"

Mainz looked at the lunch party and saw that only the barbarians were in the cafeteria diligently clearing the plates, then he spoke.

She paused, thought of the request Wuming had made at the beginning, and continued.

“I greeted everyone who was there.”

Wuming opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment. This child was unexpectedly honest.

Seeing that Wuming didn't say anything, Mainz blinked and entered work mode.

"You want to hear a detailed report, right? I understand."

Without waiting for Wuming to speak, Mainz said thoughtfully.

"Frederick the Great beside you didn't respond to my greeting. The second person I approached was two companies and told them their names..."

"Wait, there's no need to go into such detail. This is enough."

Mainz immediately shut up and just stared at Wuming with his indigo eyes without blinking, emitting a silent pressure.

Wuming's mouth twitched, and he felt Frederick the Great's five fingers as warm as jade gently pulling his hand, making him turn his head.

'Praise her.'

Frederick the Great and Wuming were facing each other. His thin red lips moved and he mouthed these words, using Wuming's head to cover his movements.

It's that simple?

Wuming immediately turned around and found that Mainz, who had a mature figure, had no change in expression. She was still looking at him steadily, waiting for his response.