Come and connect with me!

"Ahem, Mainz."

"I'm here."

"Uh, you did a good job."

Mainz blinked, his indigo eyes did not fluctuate much, but the adobe hair around his headband moved slightly, and his five fingers on his thighs clenched lightly.

"Commander, what's the next mission?"

The tone also became lighter.

Wuming blinked and said slowly: "There is no mission now..."

The alopecia around the headband drooped limply.

"But, you will stay with me for the time being. Let's just consider it a long-term mission."

Mainz straightened her chest, her indigo eyes flashing, and she walked behind Wuming with neat steps, continuing to stare at him with her sharp eyes. Although there was no obvious change from before, Wuming secretly glanced at her ahoge, and she looked a lot more lively.

Wuming smacked his lips slightly, and then he felt Frederick the Great reach out and hook his head, making him turn around and look at her.

"Scientific research ship, it's easy to conquer."

The crimson lips moved slightly, and although no sound came out, Wuming could imagine the sweet and seductive breath of Frederick the Great.

There was a hint of playfulness in her dark golden eyes, and her long inky black hair was cool, with the ends of her hair falling on Wuming's neck, giving him a faint itchy feeling, as if scratching his heart.

'No, I think everyone is the same.'

Wuming also mouthed the words.

Frederick the Great blinked, seemed a little helpless, gave him a charming roll of the eyes, then stood up and left. Compared to her indifference towards the fellow scientific research ship when she spoke, she was still willing to leave some space for Mainz when she took action.

Mainz watched Frederick the Great go away, with no fluctuation in his indigo eyes.

Wuming looked at Mainz, whose expression didn't change, and tilted his head towards her.

"Come on, Mainz, let's go check out the office."

Chapter 286 Black Coffee

The port area was filled with a lazy atmosphere in the afternoon, with the temperature remaining around 20 degrees Celsius. A faint breeze was flowing in every corner, keeping the entire port area at a pleasant temperature.

Wuming and Mainz were strolling on the cobblestone path. Whenever there was a slight disturbance in the grass, Mainz would immediately jump over, draw the sword from his waist, and then with a frown on his face he would find out that it was a barbarian taking a walk.

Only at this time, when faced with an unexpected situation, Mainz's face showed some anger, and he no longer looked like a puppet.

Perhaps, some live birds or tame animals should be introduced.

In the entire port area, except for Kancolle and Wuming, the only things that can jump around are basically Rubik's Cube derivatives like Manju. They look like something but are actually completely different. For example, even if you see Manju eating, it is just greedy. Essentially, it can move around by basking in the sun. It is completely different from its relatives in the animal kingdom.

Unfortunately, every inch of land in the port area is under the supervision of the port area system. If small animals come in, they can only be pets. It is not very convenient to raise them, so we just give up.

Helena's mate was not around. When she was still Helena, she was treated as a dress-up doll by big sisters like St. Louis. Now that she has turned evil, she is treated as a dress-up doll by big sisters like Hood, dragging her to the dressing room. The afternoon's schedule was naturally arranged clearly.

Of course Wuming would not join such a women's gathering and ask for trouble. The boats were having fun on their own and there was no need for him as the commander for the time being. So Wuming took Mainz on a tour of places that everyone frequented, and as expected, there was no one there, leaving only an empty port area.

"Mainz."

After walking for a while and arriving in front of the command room, Wuming spoke.

"Commander, please speak."

Mainz still maintained his capable tone, and would look cautious at the slightest sign of trouble. His eyes moved quickly, his sword was unsheathed, his ship suit appeared, and he carefully protected Wuming by his side.

"The port area is still very safe, you don't have to..."

He was just about to say that there was no need for you to protect me, but when he saw her pursing her lips and not saying a word, he could only swallow the words.

Research vessels do not have many innate interpersonal relationships, but they have a more enthusiastic affection for the commander, just like small animals in nature regard the people they see at first sight as their parents or close relatives, and seem to focus all their interpersonal relationships on their interactions with the commander.

Wuming looked at Mainz and unconsciously thought of Frederick the Great.

I am a little curious about how Frederick the Great was at the beginning. Could it be that he was like Mainz, caring too much about what others thought?

'Praise her.'

Thinking of Frederick the Great, she remembered what she had just said.

"Well, although the port area is safe, Mainz, having you here makes me feel safer. Thank you."

Sure enough, Mainz's delicate eyebrows raised slightly, and he took a step lightly towards Wuming.

"Ah."

Mainz responded softly, his morale higher than before, his silver hair bouncing with every step he took.

It was easy to tell whether he was angry or happy, so Wuming took Mainz back to the office.

There was no YoRHa maid on the first floor. The floor and table were clean and bright, wiped spotlessly. Compared to when she first arrived, she couldn't control the strength well, resulting in scratches all over the table. The maid's job has become handy now.

Inside the office, Mainz looked curiously at the structure of the room, the desk, and the locker behind the desk.

Wuming flipped through the remaining documents, removing the petition from the boats asking for food freedom, then the document from Akashi asking the port to issue a new currency system, and finally flipping through the port diagram prepared by Soviet Rossiya and the head maid, and the work was almost done.

There are few people in the port area, so naturally there are fewer things to do. Apart from the naughty boats, the only thing Wuming needs to do is to select land and build houses. Excluding the proposal to build a complex gymnasium and then the proposal to build a tavern, Wuming agreed to the proposal to build a hot spring.

With few people, sports that require a large number of people cannot be played, and even if they are built, they will just be overgrown with grass, not to mention taverns. Soviet Rossiya requires the construction of a tavern every day, but unfortunately there are not many drunkards. Wuming is worried that a drunk Russian girl will tear down the port, so he suppressed the plan. However, hot springs are a good thing for civilization. Although the temperature of the sea water rises and falls slowly on the sea, and strong winds and rainstorms cannot rush into the port, the temperature is too stable. In fact, there is no need for hot springs. However, the Sakura Empire's ship girls, led by Shinano, firmly believe that without hot springs, there is no characteristic of the Sakura Empire. For the sake of the characteristic, Wuming just made a tick.

The tavern is not allowed, but I have requested it several times, and I can't really turn a blind eye to it. The biggest difference between the game and reality is not only that you can't see the favorability, Wuming also suspects that if the favorability is not maintained well, it will definitely drop.

Therefore, as a second best option, they did not build pubs, but added alcoholic beverages to vending machines, with purchase restrictions, to satisfy Soviet Russia's cravings.

As he was thinking about this, Wuming suddenly smelled a strong aroma of coffee. He couldn't help but look up and found that Mainz had taken out a coffee machine from the locker, found the utensils, finely ground the coffee beans into powder, and then brewed it with hot water.

The coffee beans are ground into powder, and then tossed with the strange power of the KanColle level, the aroma inside is fully stimulated, and then brewed with hot water. The faint aroma permeates the office, and the slightly bitter aroma can be smelled with every breath.

After a while, Mainz came over with coffee. There was a hint of hesitation on his plain face, but he still gently placed the coffee in front of Wuming.

"Commander, please taste my coffee."

Novel No.9

Wuming lowered his head slightly and saw the coffee with brown textures in black color placed in front of him. There was no beautiful latte art, heart-shaped or tree-shaped patterns. There was no sugar or sugar cubes outside the coffee cup, and there was not even condensed milk to improve the taste.

“Black coffee, the best coffee.”

Mainz said seriously.

Wuming lowered his head and then raised it again, and saw the expectation in Mainz's eyes.

Why does it taste so bitter?

Wuming thought so in his mind, but after all, it was hand-brewed coffee made by the girl herself, so it was still worth tasting. Although Wuming himself didn't know much about the ins and outs of coffee, as Mainz's specialty, it shouldn't be too bad.

"Tons, tons, tons!"

Mainz blinked.

"Commander, is it delicious?"

Wuming swallowed it with difficulty and forced a smile on his face.

"Delicious."

Dad wants to pull Ling SAN Qizhen out

Chapter 287 Thirty Silver Coins

The bitter, tongue-numbing black coffee successfully made Wuming want to quit coffee, but Mainz poured himself a cup and sipped it in small sips, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, seeming to enjoy the bitter original flavor.

The window in the office was open, and Wuming could vaguely hear conversations coming from the direction of the dock. He couldn't hear the whispers clearly, but he could feel that the atmosphere was good.

Mainz also seemed to be in a trance, looking out the window with an unfocused gaze, his eyes fixed on the clouds in the sky.

Wuming blinked and said softly: "Why don't you go to the party and meet more friends?"

The birth of a scientific research ship is very different from that of a normal Rubik's Cube ship. There is no natural connection, nor are there any extra sisters or relatives due to the same number. It comes to this world alone, and being alone is not a pleasant feeling.

"No, Commander, I don't need friends or anything like that."

Mainz frowned slightly when he heard Wuming's words and emphasized.

"Commander, please do not regard me or us as human beings. We have been weapons since birth. It is wrong to treat me as an ordinary human just because I have a similar appearance to a human female."

Wuming looked at her steadily, and Mainz looked back without avoiding the gaze.

Using yourself as a weapon...

Wuming felt a headache.

I have never encountered this kind of thing before, and I feel unexpectedly at a loss as to where to start.

Wuming in the office was pressing his temples, feeling distressed. But in the Iron-Blooded Chancellery farther away, Bismarck, with a piece of bread in his mouth and still busy reviewing documents with his hands, was in a much brighter mood than Wuming.

"Bunai..."

"what?"

Prince Eugen was helping to share some documents at another table. He heard Bismarck's vague words and asked the question reflexively.

Bismarck chewed it in big mouthfuls, then drank the orange juice that Prince Eugen prepared for her before repeating it.

"I mean, it tastes good, Eugen, and you're a better cook than you look."

"Is that why you don't hire a chef?"

Prince Eugen frowned, looked at the instructions for applying for funding on the document, and bit his fingers in distress.

"That requires finding a better chef than you."

When Bismarck was in a good mood, he could also make jokes in a light-hearted tone.

Prince Eugen threw away the document, opened the next one, and then closed his eyes with a look of pain.

It all costs money.

She replied casually, "It's a pity that you are such a poor employee who works as a secretary and a cook and only needs one salary. You are having a headache because of the financial problems of Tiexue. You don't have the mood to cook dinner for you."

Prince Eugen lay on the back of a chair and skillfully took out a half bottle of red wine from a corner. He crushed the bottle violently and gulped down the wine from the relatively smooth crack.

Bismarck looked at the juice in his hand, then at the familiar wine bottle in Prince Eugen's hand, and let out a low sigh.

"Then let me advance the red wine for dinner now, Eugen. I'm really curious about where you got the royal family's precious red wine from."

Prince Eugen drank most of it without changing his expression. He picked up the remaining red wine and placed it on Bismarck's desk. The latter opened the window behind her, poured the juice back without any reluctance, and poured in the remaining red wine from the bottle. She took a sip gently, and her eyes immediately lit up.

"The Prince of Wales and the Queen are both very interested in you. Just take some photos and send them to them every month. It's easy to order some wine."

Prince Eugen said suddenly.

Bismarck paused, then continued to drink without changing his expression. After drinking the full drink, he said loudly: "You exchanged thirty silver coins for this?"

Prince Eugen touched his wet lips and replied, "If you think the price is not high, then you should reflect on yourself. Maybe you are not worth thirty silver coins at all."

"Ha, who knows."

Bismarck shrugged noncommittally, put down the cup, and looked at Prince Eugen again.

"Let's talk about the financial issue first."

Seeing that she had entered the working state, Prince Eugen had no mood to joke and simply told her that several more laboratories had applied for funds or requested additional funds.

Prince Eugen knew these bastards too well. Even if they had money, they would never forget to ask for it on time. As for the funds, as long as they wanted to, they would always find a way to spend it. A small part of it was used on themselves to buy luxury goods or put it on the gambling table. This part was actually not so bad, because these guys were basically registered in the Prime Minister's Office. If the money was not enough one day, Bismarck would use the mobility of the Rubik's Cube ships and send people out to ask for money from the casinos. Not only could the funds be recovered, but they could even get more. After all, who would report the funds honestly?

But most of them are the scientists' favorite projects. Don't underestimate the Iron Blood projects. These guys are very familiar with them. Once they encounter a research project they like, they can all devote their enthusiasm to it. Sometimes they go too far, which basically affects the Iron Blood projects. Then, documents that have obviously been polished with money will float into the Prime Minister's Office like snowflakes.

Bismarck is usually responsible for saying yes in documents, while her secretary ship, Prinz Eugen, will ruthlessly say no in documents.

However, there are often not many documents that require approval, but there are countless documents that require careful consideration when rejecting. This shows how great the work pressure of Prince Eugen is.

However, this is also the daily routine of secretary ships of most camps in the world. After all, there are only a few who, like Belfast, just take a quick look and stamp their approval.

"Very good, then you investigate first, and if the problem is true, then allocate funds."

Bismarck said in a calm tone.

Prince Eugen rubbed his ears, then put his hand on his forehead and spoke in a dreamy tone.

"Bismarck has become generous? Why did I have such a dream?"

Bismarck raised his eyebrows.

"It's true. Just today, just now, Her Majesty the Queen, who is stupid and rich, wanted me to vote for the meeting place of her choice in the next meeting. Money is not an issue."