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"Well, I, I think I didn't have any problems before. Most of the time, I couldn't sleep so I just got up to take a look. Then I thought since I was up, I might as well go out for a patrol. Later, when I was patrolling, I would sometimes find sporadic sirens and kill them. But they would also ask for help. The more I fought, the more they appeared. The more I fought, the more they appeared. Then I would come back exhausted and continue to sleep."

White Eagle Enterprise said this without noticing that everyone's looks were becoming increasingly strange.

The Kitchen Goddess had a subtle look on her face.

With such high-intensity battles taking place almost every day, it is no wonder that the White Eagle Enterprise has a rating that is considered the ceiling in this world. However, if this is the case, it can be explained that after leaving the battlefield, coming to a peaceful place, and recuperating with a normal lifestyle, the meta state gradually stabilizes.

It was not the instruments in the port area that helped her, but that after no longer dragging her tired body to fight, White Eagle Enterprise's condition recovered and her mood relaxed. After her mentality improved, she naturally suppressed her tendency to turn evil.

"Well, let's not talk about this. You came to see me because something happened to White Eagle?"

White Eagle Enterprises quickly changed the subject.

"It's nothing serious. It's just that some partners in White Eagle always question whether the medical capabilities here can help you, so I simply brought them all here to check on your condition. But as expected of the Goddess of the Kitchen Goddess, she is indeed amazing. You are much healthier than you are in White Eagle."

St. Louis was also somewhat relieved to see the high spirits of White Eagle Enterprise.

Chapter 360: An Interlude in the Command Room

After watching White Eagle and his party leave, the two companies stayed in the infirmary, and the female Kitchen Goddess suddenly spoke.

"Qie Qie-chan, you started learning cooking after Yi Xian came back, right?"

Enterprise was stunned for a moment, then his face turned slightly red.

"What are you talking about? Isn't it okay for me to suddenly become interested?"

"Humph."

White Eagle Enterprise still felt uncomfortable with this kind of conversation. He opened the closet, rustled off his hospital gown, and put on his original military uniform. When he turned around, he saw that Enterprise was wearing home clothes. He felt that there were more and more differences between him and Enterprise.

I don't want to become like this.

She muttered in her mind.

"Anyway, Baiying's Enterprise-chan, I just had a guess, but I can't tell you now because it will affect your current state. Just continue to live at your current pace."

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Before leaving White Eagle Enterprise, the Goddess of the Kitchen God gave her a new suggestion.

"I will..."

She paused, looked at herself in her home clothes, and spoke in a complicated tone.

"Thank you, Enterprise, that apple pie is delicious, I never thought there would be a day like this."

"It's okay. You can try it yourself if you want. I'll be practicing in the kitchen all day today."

Enterprise said gently.

White Eagle Enterprise nodded silently and left quietly.

Enterprise and the Kitchen Goddess looked at each other and shrugged in unison.

At this time, Wuming in the command room had already processed most of the documents.

Atmosphere is something that is hard to describe, but it is real.

In the past, when Wuming was alone, it would often take a long time to process these documents. However, after working with his wife, this boring time immediately became a pleasure. The two of them thought together, argued, and laughed.

Before they knew it, the file processing was almost done. Wuming roughly estimated that even though there have been a lot of things going on in the NieR world recently, today's file processing could be completed before five o'clock in the afternoon.

It’s great that I don’t have to work overtime until late at night. After all, if I go home late at night, I have to continue working overtime until dawn.

After Hood finished dealing with the last document in front of him, he couldn't help but stretch his body. He pinched his shoulders with his hands and complained.

"Really? Those mechanical life forms have such an old-fashioned way of thinking. They don't have any ideas for flexibility. They actually threw the entire planet's treatment method at us. Forget about the fish catch, the diversity of birds, and the hope that we can give them the ecosystem style they like to facilitate their reconstruction of the planet..."

"I told them that they could follow the original appearance of the Earth, but they didn't know what the Earth looked like originally. I gave them a high-precision model of this world, but they wanted to replicate it one-to-one. The resources were simply not enough... They have to watch it, but watching it all the time is too tiring..."

Wuming looked at Hood and saw that she was struggling, so he stood up and came behind her to massage her shoulders. Hood breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then let's put it on hold for now and let them do it the old way, purely treating this planet as a resource planet and backup base. We don't have enough people, and even if the port is in full condition, we can't completely control a planet. Perhaps after continuously upgrading the port, better changes can occur."

"It can only be the."

Wuming echoed.

Although this angle looks great, someone may come in at any time, so I'd better postpone what I want to do for the time being.

"Oh, by the way, the thing that Prince Eugen gave us doesn't look like a bomb."

Hood pulled a small metal pellet from his pocket and placed it in his palm.

"How could I be given a bomb? I thought it should be something that could be used for conversation. After all, Eugen knew at a glance that he came here secretly. When he found out that Akagi was there, he left immediately. But I don't know what Iron Blood wants to talk to me about."

Wuming said depressedly.

Ever since returning to the port with the help of Reno's power, this port, which was supposed to be a place where people could quietly grow crops before making a splash, has always been the focus of attention of all major camps in this world. This attention has become more and more serious as more and more ship girls have entered the port.

Compared to the obvious purpose of the Sakura sisters, Wuming has a complicated feeling about other camps. At least they are not as simple as just wanting to bring back their sisters who passed away in this world.

"Don't underestimate yourself. Although I don't want to say anything good about Frederick, she alone has the ability to destroy the world, provided that the Sirens don't interfere and the other camps don't hide anything too outrageous."

Hu De said in a flat tone. She noticed Wuming's gaze and simply opened her arms.

"I believe this, but compared to destroying the world, what they want from the port must be more positive. I don't object to nor reject making deals with others, but the current situation of Iron Blood is the type that lacks everything, so it's hard for me to judge what they need most."

Wuming blinked and spoke truthfully.

The wealth and resources of Iron Blood are quite good compared to this world, but the gap is huge compared to White Eagle and Royal. Now that Wuming has an entire planet as a supply, the demand for White Eagle and Royal is greatly reduced. Unless it is a resource that is only available here, he doesn't need to care about the supply here at all.

Unfortunately, there is only one thing unique to this planet, and that is the Rubik's Cube ship. There is no need to think about this kind of thing. As long as he brings it up, the other party will attack him the next moment.

"Then we can wait. They will leave tomorrow at the latest. After all, they are making requests to us in the name of a meeting, not really coming here for vacation. During this time, my dear commander, you have to be a little more careful."

Hood placed the tiny metal particle in Wuming's palm and then looked at the sky outside.

"It's almost time. The venue should be bustling. So, dear, do you want to go to the venue and take a look?"

Wuming was silent for a while, feeling the metal particles in his palm that still carried Hood's body temperature, and put them into his pocket. If he had not come to the port area, he would hardly feel the existence of such a small metal particle, but now he could even feel a grain of dust falling on his body, so he was not worried at all about losing this thing.

"Let me think about it. To be honest, every time I see a familiar ship girl looking at me with unfamiliar eyes, I always feel weird."

he whispered.

"Then don't go. Befa and I will take care of everything."

Hood tilted his head and said seriously.

Wuming blinked and then smiled.

"You, Befa, and everyone else are so accommodating to me. I'd better go. Uh, I still feel like I can't change my mindset, but I have to try to take the first step."

He patted the back of Hood's hand gently and led her towards the venue.

Chapter 361: The Slap

"Has it been given to any commander?"

"I did, but he didn't seem very interested."

"This is enough."

There was a burst of whispers among the people of Tiexue, and then they stopped talking decisively when they saw people returning from outside the venue.

White Eagle and his group returned to the venue just in time after the banquet began. Compared to the uneasiness they had when they left, they now looked much more confident.

"It seems that Enterprise is not as weak as we thought, and the same goes for White Eagle."

The Prince of Wales spoke casually, shaking his glass.

Allies are allies, and if there is an opportunity, the Royal Family would be happy to help White Eagle share some of the pressure at sea.

"I think it's possible that this is a smokescreen sent by White Eagle to see who wants to jump out now. After all, her strange illness came at the right time. Just now, Siren was not honest, and the next moment Enterprise announced that she would temporarily retire due to illness. Maybe she just wanted to lure out White Eagle's enemies first, take care of internal affairs, and then fight Siren with all her strength."

The head royal maid said in a cold tone.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the enterprise would have such a mind. I suddenly feel that this sea has finally become interesting."

Her Majesty the Queen grinned, crossed her legs and watched the various scenes in the venue with great interest.

"What shall we do then, Your Majesty?"

War-weary gently pressed his palm on the hilt of the sword. This seemingly simple cold weapon could be swung with indestructible sword pressure at any time, splitting the island under his feet into two.

"No need to do anything."

Her Majesty the Queen licked her lips, revealing her childish little canine teeth.

"Enjoy this banquet to your heart's content. If you don't stay until the end, who knows who will be on the table?"

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On the Iron Blood side, Bismarck looked indifferent, she said softly.

"Eugen, help me make a trip. Something is wrong with the Royal Family. Iron Blood needs a useful ally."

Prince Eugen nodded silently, his eyes lingering on St. Louis and Akagi for a while, then he stood up slowly, holding a wine cup and walked towards the person who was the most out of place in the meeting hall.

“Click, click, click…”

Holding a biscuit, she ate like a hamster, eating until her cheeks were bulging before she slowly chewed with satisfaction. On her left hand was a pile of animal-shaped biscuits, on her right hand was a full glass of juice, and the bib around her belly had a big word "Sick" written on it. Although she was hiding in the bushes, the barbarians came in and out here, and she would grab a few snacks from time to time. After a little bit of accumulation, the snacks that were usually restricted to her exceeded the main meals for the first time.

"Xiao Tiancheng, you are so awesome, I admire you so much!"

The other little boat had stars in its eyes as it looked at her collection with envy.

Again, it doesn’t really matter whether you eat snacks or not. After all, the food tastes just as good. However, eating snacks in front of the head maid during meal time is like smoking in a non-smoking area or shouting in the library. It’s just as refreshing!

"Hehehe, I am a patient with psychological trauma now. The master will not make things difficult for me!"

Xiao Tiancheng's ears twitched and he turned up his nose in pride.

The head maid was very angry, but there was nothing she could do.

This is the power of wisdom.

"Little Zeppelin, don't just look at it, let's eat together!"

After Xiao Tiancheng finished laughing, he warmly invited his friends to enjoy it together.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she said this, little Zeppelin, who was originally quite jealous, suddenly shook his head violently and subconsciously took two steps back.

"Well, let's just forget about it."

Little Zeppelin took off the small hat on his head and held it in his hand, carefully smoothing his messy silver hair. He looked left and right, and when he found that the head maid was not looking at him, he lowered his voice and spoke.

"That big white guy said that if she caught me eating snacks at this time, she would make me sleep on my stomach for a week after the party..."

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Xiao Tiancheng blinked and said angrily, "Despicable, too despicable. Is this the only way to threaten you? Humph, you are such a barbarian!"

Little Zeppelin looked at Xiao Tiancheng's indignant expression and said the second half of the sentence somewhat embarrassedly.

".....with you."

"Eh?"

Xiao Tiancheng lowered his head blankly, looking at the snacks around him, and suddenly he felt that they were not delicious anymore.

At this moment, she seemed to hear the head maid's sneer in her ears.

This is the power of a slap.

"Well, anyway, Xiao Tiancheng, you should eat more now. I came here just to tell you that the head maid has gone to the infirmary to get ointment for bruises."

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Little Zeppelin hugged the small hat on his head tightly to his chest - this was usually the action that the Iron Blood used to remember his comrades, and his voice was trembling a little.

"I saw that there was so much ointment...she couldn't even hold it in both hands!"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Little Tiancheng opened his mouth wide, his little mouth flattened, and he almost cried out.

These piles of spoils in front of us are not spoils of war at all, they are clearly gifts of comfort!

The two boats looked at each other, and once again felt the danger of the world.

After a long silence, a spectator came over, reeking of alcohol.