Come and connect with me!

In other words, taking pressor drugs reduces the heart's resistance. When the armor is low, the heartbeat will speed up with a little stimulation.

It fits the simple and direct style of mechanical life forms.

"Unfortunately, guests are unable to enjoy this kind of service for the time being. We will prepare medicine for you when you come next time."

Shinano looked at Wuming's hopeless expression and couldn't help but cover his lips with his long sleeves and laughed softly.

After the roller coaster, there is the water park and haunted house.

Compared to roller coasters that throw passengers high into the sky, the robot ghost that just throws passengers into a water pipe and takes risks without paying attention to the sense of smell, resulting in a pungent smell and paint all over the body, seems mediocre.

The former's pipe was about two meters wide, and its maze-like structure was quite large. Although it was a crude frame that was built in half an hour, it still took three people a lot of effort to get out. Treasure chests containing small gifts were placed in every dead corner. Except for the lack of monsters and levels, it actually had the flavor of an RPG dungeon.

When they came out, the two ship girls were covered with small jewelry, and Wuming even played the role of a porter, with both hands full of things. The big white fox was inspired by the canine talent for finding treasures, and excitedly pulled out all the hidden treasure chests. Fortunately, apart from them, this amusement park would not have any new guests for a long time, and the employee robots also behaved calmly when looking at the three people whose exploration level was maximized.

The ghosts in the haunted house seemed ordinary. It is said that in the past, humans increasingly avoided the existence of ghosts in various magazines and materials, resulting in only ghosts but no ghosts, which made the mechanical life forms that followed the map feel embarrassed. In addition, the smell was unpleasant and could be felt from a long distance, which made Shinano lose interest and his big tail drooped limply.

Once again, I encountered a robot monster with strange markings on its body. I watched it slowly baring its fangs and claws, trying hard to become more ferocious and terrifying, but its chubby body made it difficult to get into the role.

Frederick the Great suddenly let out a deep sigh.

“Haunted houses are so boring.”

"Uh-huh."

Shinano, who had his nose clipped, also nodded.

The pungent smell in the enclosed space made the big white fox become listless at a speed visible to the naked eye. Five minutes ago, it could still answer with "yes", but now it was unwilling to even speak.

"In that case, let's go out and call it a day for now."

The haunted house was really boring, and his wife looked sad, so there was naturally no need to continue. Wuming simply took the two of them away, leaving the robot ghost alone, moving slowly forward.

After returning to the open space outside, Shinano shook his head, shook off the clamp, took a deep breath of fresh air, and his big tail stood up again.

"Although ghosts are not scary, they are not very friendly to me."

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Shinano looked like he was still frightened.

Frederick the Great transformed the Dragon Ship into a bench. This amusement park was a very interesting place for them, but its shortcomings could not be denied. The most basic and unbearable thing was the messy ground and the complete lack of rest areas for guests.

But after all, they are mechanical life forms and they don't need these things.

After putting away all the odds and ends, Wuming and his two wives sat on a bench, gazing at the seemingly eternal dusk and enjoying the comfortable breeze outside.

After a while, Wuming felt his shoulder sink, and a big furry white fox leaned on his shoulder. Wuming could see Shinano's peaceful face out of the corner of his eye.

"Today, I am very happy."

Just as he was about to reply, he felt the touch of the dark-haired beauty on his other shoulder.

"Let's just call it a decent date."

Chapter 330: Blood Transfusion to the Main Plane

The next morning, Wuming woke up in a mess.

"Morning... Um, what time is it now?"

The place in the camp where he used to rest with Enterprise and Frederick the Great has now become his home. Yesterday's date went well, and Frederick the Great seemed to have left a video to give to his good friend Enterprise.

As for her actions, Wuming could only hope that when the final fight broke out, she would stay away from the port area.

As for the small bits and pieces obtained in the amusement park, Shinano and Frederick the Great each kept some, and gave the rest to Wuming, who decided to bring these creations from the post-apocalyptic era back to the port area, as souvenirs from this world.

Although they look like old things that have been placed there for decades and have more symbolic significance than practical significance, they are also genuine specialties from another world.

He got up and left. He could faintly hear the sound of a fire outside the door, and Wuming's keen sense of smell could smell a faint aroma of meat.

Shinano was still sleeping soundly on the bed, curled up with his tail.

"Do I need something to eat for you?"

"My concubine... huhu..."

It seems that he hasn't woken up yet.

Wuming shrugged, washed up, and pushed open the door.

There was a black tent not far from the door, and the fragrance came from there.

The camp was still bustling as before, but the difference was that the mechanical life forms were no longer hiding, but appeared in the camp openly. Adam and Eve sat at a small round table, staying in the shade where the sun couldn't directly reach them. Each of them held a cup of coffee and sipped it, just like the urban women who were seen everywhere in the past.

"Commander, would you like some coffee?"

Adam turned around and raised his glass to Wuming from a distance.

"Thank you. Um, more sugar, and milk, and less coffee."

“That’s not coffee…”

Eve muttered quietly.

Even so, when she saw Adam's half-smile, she could only reluctantly make coffee for Wuming.

Yesterday, Adam did not bring her with him, apparently because he was worried that Wuming might anger the aggressive humans because she was not calm enough. But now, in Adam's opinion, Wuming is far less dangerous than his wife.

As she was thinking, the black tent opened automatically. Frederick the Great had a brown apron wrapped around his slender waist, with his cuffs rolled up, revealing his white arms. His long straight black hair was hastily tied into a ponytail. Unlike the gorgeous look of yesterday, she was gentle like a sister next door today, walking quickly towards him with a tray in her hands.

"I meant to wake you when I was done, dear. Where's the fox?"

"Still sleeping."

"Then there's no need to prepare food for her. Just let her sleep. She has enough fat to survive the winter anyway."

Placing the tray on the small round table, Frederick the Great kissed Wuming on the cheek before leisurely sitting beside him.

"It's all my favorite food."

"Then eat more."

After feeding Wuming, Frederick the Great’s kindness ended there.

"Adam, are the materials you requested yesterday ready?"

"Of course, ma'am. It's just five kilometers away from here. Um, it's cut into the standard size in the port area. Judging from the materials, it should be an anti-gravity engine. Port area...do we need to build an anti-gravity engine in the port area?"

Adam switched sides wisely and flexibly, not like a robot.

"Yes, and there are quite a few..."

Adam and Frederick the Great chatted quietly for a while, and quickly decided on the quantity and quality of the materials, based on the standards of the port area. Neither inferior materials were needed, nor could the strength be far above average. After formulating the standards for the port area, Adam processed the building materials for the second time, trying to speed up the construction of the port area's engine.

One of them was a resolute and iron-blooded ship, and the other was a mechanical life form that advocated efficiency. As the two talked, Frederick the Great's expression became much more relaxed.

In the ships in the port, of course, they can maintain efficiency when necessary, but most of the time, they basically act according to their own conditions.

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The Royal Family's procrastination, the Sakura Empire's rigidity, the White Eagles' laxity, she simply loves this state of affairs where they can start working after discussing for three sentences.

Unfortunately, Adam did not have such feelings. Mechanical life forms were not good at twists and turns, and efficiency was the main thing outside the battlefield. Even though they had occupied this planet for a long time, they were still the strong dragon suppressing the local snake, and they had not learned the hypocrisy of humans at all. The artificial humans, from top to bottom, sanctified the Creator and wished they could delete the emotional module, format themselves, and turn themselves into robots.

After Adam and Frederick the Great discussed the standards for the materials, they moved on to the next topic.

"So, Commander, how can we transport these materials to our port?"

Wuming had already heard most of what was said before. After finishing his meal, he thought for a moment and then said to Adam who was looking at him.

"Small-scale material transportation is not difficult for the Dimension Gate to handle, but hundreds of thousands of tons of materials may require some testing."

For small-scale materials, we have already tried it in the re world. After the materials are packed, they are sent into the dimensional gate little by little. Then here in the port area, you will find a container being slowly spit out by the dimensional gate.

And although it seems that the size of dimensions is fixed, it is not difficult to transform them to a certain extent according to the needs. This thing can be changed according to Wuming's thoughts. However, if the scale of transportation increases, whether different situations will be encountered still needs to be considered.

After all, this system is quite old-fashioned and has never cared about user experience at all. Although it is not deliberately concealed, Wuming still needs to try out various functions by himself.

"Are you free now, Commander?"

When Adam heard that this would involve a dimensional gate that even the Core could not see, he immediately asked.

"Of course, prepare the materials and go to the location of the dimensional gate. I will wait for you there."

The two hit it off and took action immediately.

Shinano stayed in the camp to rest. Adam excitedly took Eve to get materials. Wuming and Annemoni mentioned it briefly, and then took Frederick the Great to the location of the dimensional gate.

Not long after, Adam arrived with a large pile of supplies. The one acting as the transporter was a huge mechanical thing that Wuming had never seen before. It was rough and bulky, and looked like a black preserved egg. It was suspended in mid-air, with a large internal space. It constrained the neatly cut alloys and filled them into a large container.

Before long, neatly stacked containers were seen outside the dimension gate. Each container was several hundred cubic meters in size, which was several times the size of the common specifications.

"Some of them have been delivered, Your Excellency the Commander."

Adam said expectantly.

Wuming also nodded, and the dimensional gate revived from silence and slowly spun. The huge mechanical guy slowly pushed the container into the vortex of the dimensional gate.

Chapter 331: The End of Neil's World

Azur Lane Port, Dimension Gate.

Altair, who had not been seen for a long time, stood not far away, holding the command knife with both hands and closing his eyes to rest.

Although she was addicted to Chongmu and couldn't extricate herself, she was still able to stay awake when she was needed...

"what......"

Next to Altair, a girl with pigtails and glasses was smiling and holding out a spoon to feed her.

"Ahhhhh..."

He maintained a meditative posture, but his mouth was still busy. He took small nibbles of the vanilla ice cream, feeling the light sweetness bursting from the tip of his tongue. Altair could hardly maintain his serious expression.

Altair, who possesses the power of everything, has no weaknesses when she is prepared, but on the contrary, she has not yet achieved her best in all aspects. Therefore, the most suitable position for her is to provide support in the center and to serve as the port's backup to deal with possible Siren attacks.

The head maid was still wary of the Sirens, but in her opinion, even with the two strongest ships in the port, Wuming's safety might not be 100%. So after the two legendary ships left the port, Altair, who stayed at home and rarely went out, was asked by the head maid to be on standby at all times, and it would be best if he could stay near the dimensional gate to facilitate support.

Thus, a small tent appeared outside the dimension gate, and Altair stayed inside, keeping alert at all times.

When Altair came, his biological mother Setsuna naturally followed him. This shy girl also obtained a new ship template, but she was essentially still an ordinary girl without a strong desire to fight. She was Altair's exclusive pendant. Now that Altair was by her side, she took on the responsibility of taking care of her biological daughter. She stayed with her for the past two days and fed her snacks from time to time.

At this moment, the dimensional gate suddenly spun slowly, and Altair suddenly opened his eyes.

"Setsuna, please step back quickly. I'll go see what's going on."

Shima Qi Shanna hummed softly, glanced at the dimensional door with a little worry, and trotted away without any hesitation.

Although he does not have sufficient fighting ability, as a semi-professional painter, he has been involved in a large number of film and television works and knows that there are many stories. If he is forced to stay, it will only distract Altair's attention, which is not worth the loss.

The dimensional gate spun faster and faster, and soon it turned into a tangled vortex. Then a huge metal box slowly emerged from the vortex, with the word "Alloy" written on it.

Altair was a little confused, but he also sent a message to ask the port to send some people. Of course, resource boxes would not appear in the dimensional gate for no reason. Obviously, the NieR world was going well and did not need her support.

The metal box slowly separated from the dimensional gate, revealing its full appearance. The behemoth over ten meters high made Altair's body look particularly petite, but the latter's eyes remained unchanged. Even if such a dead object was dozens of times larger, it would not take Altair more than a second to cut it into metal chips.

The metal box fell to the ground with a clang, causing the ground near the dimensional gate to shake slightly, and then the voice of the head maid came from behind Altair.

"Is this the change in the dimensional gate?"

"Yes, a metal box was thrown out. It's the material that Akashi needs, right? It seems that His Highness Wuming is in good condition."

Altair said without turning his head.

The head maid paused for a moment, and stared at the still rotating dimensional door with her shoulder to shoulder, and heard hurried footsteps behind them.

"Maid-maid, Sirius, huhuhu, Sirius is here too!"

The clumsy silver-haired maid also came over, breathing heavily. She held a golden two-handed sword in her hand, and lifted it easily with one hand with a strength that was inconsistent with her appearance, looking at the dimensional gate with a vigilant look on her face.

At this time, she had changed out of her casual pure white evening dress and put on her maid outfit again. If she remained silent, she could still maintain her integrity. However, her breathless appearance completely destroyed the composure that a maid should maintain.

"Well........"

The head maid wanted to say something but stopped herself, but seeing the worried look on Sirius's face, it was difficult for her to scold him.

After all, for a maid, there is no quality more worthy of recognition than loyalty.

"The enemy, is this box the enemy?"

As he said this, Sirius was about to step forward aggressively with his two-handed sword in hand.

"Calm down, Sirius, these are resources transported from another world, the master is safe."