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There was no change on St. Louis's face, he glanced at Akashi secretly.

"Really? I clearly saw seven of them!"

As he said this, Akashi quietly placed the original blue crystal on the pile of templates.

"Hmm, that's pretty much it."

St. Louis nodded with satisfaction, took his things and slowly returned to the venue.

Based on Akashi's experience, this deal was a success.

"For a small amount of money, you can buy seven ship armor templates that can be put into battle immediately. This is a good deal."

"I can sell the junk that takes up space even though it's not worth the money. This is a good deal."

Both of them couldn't help laughing.

"Oh, by the way, meow, are you interested in some more golden boxes meow? 100% of the items of this quality meow! The price is only two and a half times more expensive meow."

Seeing that St. Louis' wealth was so unfathomable, Akashi ran up quickly and spoke in a low voice.

"One hundred percent of this quality?"

St. Louis paused, then raised his eyebrows.

"Then give me a hundred golden boxes...but if the quality is not right..."

"I promise, meow, the quality won't be bad, meow!"

Akashi said confidently.

St. Louis then nodded.

"Then I'll trouble you to help deliver the boxes to our White Eagle port. Time is running out, so I won't open them one by one. Well, if there are any problems with the quality, I will go to the nameless commander."

As she said this, she did not forget to look at Akashi's reaction.

"Hmph, I'm an honest businessman, meow. I can promise you right here and now, meow. Even if my store goes bankrupt one day, I, Akashi, will never..."

Akashi was swearing and swearing when he suddenly heard Washington's shout from a distance.

“St. Louis, are you here?”

The blue-haired woman whose name was called adjusted the ends of her hair with her little finger, winked at Akashi, and then walked in that direction as if nothing had happened.

"I'm here, what happened......"

The two people from White Eagle talked in low voices, while Akashi was happily packing the boxes and letting the barbarians drag the carts and jump towards the port area where White Eagle had landed.

Inside the venue, after some time had passed, the banquet came to a successful conclusion.

"Anyway, the above is what I have gained in this period of time. We are still in the port area, so it is not advisable to make a big noise for the time being. We can conduct this kind of ship firepower experiment in our port area."

St. Louis’ voice was filled with excitement.

Washington and Biloxi looked at each other, both feeling a sense of unreality.

Is it possible to get the ship suit template so easily?

"According to your data just now, the power of the shells is stronger than that of my ship equipment, and the speed of the shells is also very fast. This is a very good deal. You are worthy of being St. Louis, our goddess of luck."

Biloxi said with a hint of emotion.

"If it weren't so rude to leave now, I would have gone to the lab right away to see how powerful it is."

"There will be a chance, Bixi. Now, stay calm. During this period of time, we can visit some unimportant places in this port area. After we return tomorrow, we can let the aerospace carrier find a deserted island and test its firepower."

St. Louis said in a light tone.

"That's good news, but if you encounter something like this in the future, I still hope you can keep in touch at any time. Being able to provide a ship armor template of this quality at will is technically stronger than our White Eagles, so it's better to be careful."

Washington said with a hint of concern.

"Thank you, but you will know why if you try our communication device now."

St. Louis nodded slightly, then spoke.

Washington blinked, then quickly took out his communication device and looked at the signal interruption sign that hadn't appeared for who knows how long, and made an impatient sound.

“It’s really tight.”

"So, don't think about it. In my opinion, it's not easy to be like outside in this port area with conventional techniques without deliberately prepared props."

St. Louis didn't care about this matter. After all, such incidents were common and were part of some kind of implicit rules. Compared to the straightforward way of playing where everyone stood together and competed to see who could dig the bigger hole, the White Eagle also began to learn from the Royal Family and flex its muscles in a more covert way.

“So I think it’s dangerous here.”

Washington still grumbled in dissatisfaction.

The sense of security comes from strength itself, but staying here for a moment means being blind and deaf, just like an ordinary person being in a dark room without light. Even if reason tells her that it is safe here, the change of habits will still make her feel nervous and uneasy.

St. Louis shrugged and didn't persuade him any further.

After all, Rubik's Cube ships like hers are in the minority. Most Rubik's Cube ships prefer simpler places, such as battlefields. Not everyone is willing to join in this kind of implicit fight.

At this time, the head maid of the Minato District came strolling over.

"Dear guests, please follow me. We have prepared rest rooms for you in the port area. Although they are not as comfortable as yours, they can still provide shelter from the wind and rain."

Everyone in the meeting room had different expressions, but they all followed the head maid's footsteps and walked towards the dormitory in the port area. That was their temporary stay and it was also a new building that had just been completed this morning.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The head maid was talking to several Rubik's Cube ships in a gentle tone when the silver watch on her wrist began to ring.

She looked at her watch, a look of understanding on her face, and quickly pressed a few buttons on it. In the command room, Wuming's mailbox also began to receive new messages simultaneously.

[Master, the time for the new partner to arrive in the port area is approaching. ]

Chapter 372 Champagne

When Wuming heard the prompt sound and pulled his mind out of a pile of documents, he was still a little confused. He shook his head vigorously, put the mechanical life form's consultation behind him, and then read the email with a depressed look on his face.

It was because of these guys' documents that he was forced to spend time teaching himself magnetic field physics, while calculating the parameters in his mind and taking the parameters that Neil Planet had preserved before to see if there were any problems with the parameters they handed over.

They are already required to solve most of the problems by themselves, but it is obvious that most of the problems in the eyes of mechanical life forms are not the same as the standards of humans, and they have no idea what a so-called normal planet is like.

Wuming rubbed his temples and looked at the email again before he suddenly reacted. He stood up quickly and trotted towards the dock in a hurry.

Hood, Frederick the Great, and the head maid are all at the venue. Enterprise is learning to cook, as he had been informed before. Mainz is helping, and it seems a little late to ask Soviet Rossiya and Noshiro for help. Fortunately, if he rushes over now, he should be able to meet the first ship girl.

What, Shinano?

Oh, she is sleeping.

Fortunately, before this activity, the route and area planned by Soviet Rossi and others deliberately avoided the direction of the dock gate, so Wuming did not have to worry about running into others head-on.

With the help of his physical fitness, Wuming jogged all the way, leaving the trees and buildings behind him at a rapid speed. After a while, the unique dock door appeared in his sight.

The port was empty at this time, except for the dock door, which began to slowly rotate. The logos of the major and minor camps kept changing, with no intention of stopping.

"Huh.....Finally arrived."

Wuming heaved a long sigh of relief. Now, he diligently insisted on basking in the sun every day. He was stronger and faster than before, and his physical strength was bottomless. He didn't even shed a drop of sweat along the way.

The faction logo on the dock door began to become clear, and finally settled on a logo that had never been seen before.

This is a black cross with a hollow frame, and above the cross, there is a blooming petal-shaped crown.

Just like its logo, royal power and divine power coexist and depend on each other, gods and nobles coexist, honor and wealth are equally divided between the two, and they jointly establish a unique camp.

That's the Liberty Iris.

After the camp was determined, the door quietly opened and the mist dissipated little by little, obscuring the figures of the people coming. Faintly, the mist brought the creaking sound of mechanical gears meshing and turning. At the same time, the pious whispers of the church mass were also present. There was a faint scent of lilies in the mist, and a pure and fresh breath also joined the ensemble.

In the mist, heavy footsteps stepped on the ground, moving towards Wuming step by step. The outline in the mist appeared tall and heavy, with spider-like limbs, but full of mechanical feeling, bent and spread out. Vaguely, a human figure could be seen sitting quietly on it, leaning sideways, and a feeling of being watched emerged in Wuming's heart.

After a while, the mist gradually dissipated, and the new ship girl walked in front of Wuming.

"There's a strange smell in the wind, Commander, please give the order."

As the visitor spoke, the outside of the warship suit under her slowly flipped over, and the spider-like mechanical limbs turned upside down, turning into finger-like knuckles, slowly stretching. The warship suit that should have fallen to the ground also rose up leisurely, like a hollow crown of thorns on the girl's head that was not under any force, floating silently in the air, and following the movements of its owner, always remaining three inches above her head.

On her forehead, there was a black cross like the flag of a camp. Her long sky-blue hair was casually spread out and fell over her ship uniform. She was wearing a pale coat, which wrapped her body and made her look extremely petite compared to the ship uniform. Behind her, a flag was fluttering, engraved with the logo of the Iris of Liberty.

This petite body seemed to become particularly plump from the waist down, with sturdy and strong thighs, and the skin outside the black metal boots was plump and fair, which was out of place with the cold, mechanical feeling.

"Well, it's not that serious. It's just that the cube ship that was invited here before is a friendly unit."

Wuming looked at the indifferent face and the slightly opened eyes of different colors, one was deep red, the other was light blue, but both were filled with the same will.

"So, ignore them."

Wuming paused and said the name of the visitor.

"Champagne."

Champagne's eyes slowly closed, her tense body softened, her plump thighs crossed, she leaned back, and murmured.

"That's good, Commander."

Champagne let out a long breath.

"Commander, champagne comes from nothingness, but it doesn't mean that the port area will also become nothingness."

She lifted her legs and landed steadily.

"Free Iris, Champagne, once again pledges our loyalty to you, Commander."

Champagne leaned forward slightly, holding the flag tightly with both hands, which seemed to be some kind of theological gesture. Unfortunately, Wuming could not quite understand it, so he could only hold Champagne's shoulder with one hand.

"You're welcome. Please wait a moment. Another companion is coming soon."

Champagne raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she was a little surprised, but her expression didn't change much, and if you didn't observe carefully, it would be difficult to tell her emotional changes.

"I see. Who is that partner?"

"Unfortunately, I have no idea who she will be. Just like you, the dock has now turned into chocolate. All we know is that it is sugar, and what flavor it will be depends on God's will."

Wuming said with a smile.

Champagne opened his mouth, then slowly pursed it.

"If you compare it to a flower, it will look more serious, Commander."

"cough."

Wuming felt a little embarrassed when this seemingly serious-looking ship girl euphemistically told him that he was not serious in person.

Fortunately, after Champagne was thrown out, the dock door quickly started to turn again. Champagne tilted his head slightly, and the black crown on his head slowly moved again, always staying in the same position. This feeling of a moving church always makes people feel that it should not appear here.

I didn’t feel that way in the game, but when I saw it in real life, I always felt that the atmosphere was more magical.

Wuming muttered to himself that the dock door over there had slowed down.

laugh.........

Amidst the long humming sound, the sign on the gate slowly became clearer.

It was an eagle flapping its wings and soaring high.

At the same time, energetic greetings came from the dock door.

"Good afternoon, Commander!"

Chapter 373 Charles Osborne

Before the mist cleared, Wuming heard a whoosh and a figure emerged from the mist and hit Wuming hard on the stomach with his head.

"Ouch!"

Wuming fell down, but surprisingly it didn't hurt much. The white soft hat on the girl's head fell down and covered his face.

Through the hat, Wuming was lying on his back and could only feel a petite girl riding on his belly and squeezing his shoulders with both hands.