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"Let's go. Even if you want to keep worrying, you won't be in the mood to think when you're hungry."

Enterprise nudged Nameless gently, who could only nod and head towards the cafeteria with her and Frederick the Great.

"By the way, what about New Jersey?"

"She's going to the command room to help you review documents. Hood is with her. Just relax a little, right, Frederick?"

Enterprise said this and turned the topic to Frederick the Great.

"Well, yes, dear, it just so happens that Yixian has prepared a lot of food at noon, so don't waste her kindness."

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Frederick the Great was a little slow to respond.

Enterprise glanced at her, asked no more questions, and went to the cafeteria with Wuming.

At night, in the dormitory area of ​​the port area, after the lights in the nameless bedroom had been off for a long time, a silver figure gently pushed open the sliding door of the balcony.

"It's so rare that you didn't go to accompany Wuming."

"I am thinking some thoughts that he would not like, and it is not appropriate for me to accompany him."

A black figure, with only a thin blanket draped over his shoulders, leaned quietly against the guardrail, like a solidified shadow.

Enterprise walked lightly beside her, looking at the port dormitory with occasional lights on, and the brightly lit infirmary in the distance, and spoke softly.

"Do you think that problems at the dock are a good thing?"

Chapter 45: Countdown to Dock Repair: hours

"Maybe, but I thought I would be happy."

Frederick the Great sounded a little confused.

"I thought I'd be thankful that I only have to think about dealing with guys like you from now on."

"It's just a thought, Frederick. People are not static, and neither are you or I."

The enterprise's strong and agile body appeared even more slender in the cool late night, and its snow-white skin glowed slightly against the night sky, like a statue of a goddess with intact arms, sculpted by nature with transcendental craftsmanship.

"I've been reading a psychology book recently, which says that between lovers or couples, the better the relationship, the more similar they become. The more they cherish each other, the easier it is for them to become each other. But there doesn't seem to be any scientific evidence to support this."

Enterprise's words floated in the air, causing Frederick the Great's expression to change slightly.

"This doesn't need to be argued. The more you like someone, the easier it is to consider things from their perspective. Over time, you will become a different person."

Frederick the Great said this, staring blankly into the distance, then took a deep breath and stretched.

"That's it, since he's generous enough, I can't be too stingy if I want to tolerate him."

She let out a long breath, turned around and walked towards the bedroom, speaking in a calm tone.

"One more thing, Enterprise, I find that I hate you more and more."

Enterprise was slightly startled, then he snorted, picked up the blanket that Frederick the Great had dropped when he stretched his body, casually put it on, and walked back to the bedroom.

As the door creaked shut, the bedroom in the harbor dormitory fell into complete silence.

Another morning has arrived.

As usual, Wuming struggled to get up from the bed, washed up, skipped today's morning exercise, and trotted towards the infirmary.

The barbarians he met along the way were leisurely sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground under the roots of the trees. Facing the faint mist in the early morning, the pebbles on the path were also covered with dew. Wuming Wuxin enjoyed the leisurely time in the early morning as usual. He now only wanted to know who the girl who looked a little familiar was and when the dock in the port would be able to operate normally.

"Morning, Commander."

The female Kitchen God was facing the morning light and exercising seriously outside the infirmary. When she saw Wuming coming, she greeted him in a relaxed tone.

"Um, good morning, Goddess of the Kitchen Goddess."

Wuming's nervousness was infected by the relaxed tone of the Kitchen Goddess, and he always felt that he was being too anxious.

"Relax Commander, the child is in good condition and is now in a normal sleeping state. He is expected to wake up before noon, or at least stay awake."

The female Kitchen Goddess had no habit of keeping people in suspense and she told Wuming the good news readily, which made the latter feel relieved.

"That's great. Phew. Before I came here, I was worried whether she would be unconscious for a long time..."

Wuming couldn't help but say this. He raised his hand, then put it down embarrassedly.

"It's okay, Commander. She's very healthy. I told you yesterday. I stayed with her at her bedside all night last night. Well, how should I put it? After she fell asleep, I felt that the frequency of her brain waves began to change. This is very unusual. Generally speaking, a person's thinking frequency will not change so much unless they have experienced a major turning point in their life, great joy or great sorrow. This child is worthy of being the [protagonist]. She is really different from ordinary people."

When the Kitchen Goddess spoke of the girl, there was some doubt on her face, but when she thought of the [protagonist], she seemed to have a reason to convince herself to regard the strange changes in the girl as a special part of the protagonist.

Upon hearing this, Wuming couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

If it were an ordinary human being, this occasionally sharp-tongued doctor in nun costume would simply write down schizophrenia on the medical record.

"So can I go see her now?"

"Of course, but I have to accompany you. It would be bad if the baby's belly gets big in ten months."

Wuming looked at the Kitchen Goddess's playful eyes and said helplessly.

"Is this the image of me in your mind?"

"So for the sake of the commander's image, please avoid everyone when you go on a date. And as a doctor, I still suggest that you discuss the meaning of life less in an open-air environment."

Wuming was speechless after hearing this, his brain racing with thoughts, and all sorts of memories came to his mind. He could only cough softly as he slipped into the infirmary to see the current condition of the silver-haired girl.

The infirmary is fully equipped and there are certainly no shortage of beds. Originally there were only three beds, but after the arrival of White Eagle Enterprise, two more beds were added. At least the number looks decent.

The girl's ward was near the window, and there were signs that someone had rested on the bed opposite.

"Tianying is here to help too. She is better at emergency treatment on the battlefield. I didn't let her do the delicate work, but she stayed with me to keep watch. If the commander had come earlier, he could have seen Tianying's super... benefits."

The Kitchen Goddess deliberately dragged out the voice, and only when she saw Wuming's face showing a look of "you're such a jerk" did she let out a sullen sound.

She still doesn't understand the value of a harem man. Does she know what an eight-winged archangel is? [Leaning back]

Wuming focused his attention on the girl and ignored the words of the Kitchen Goddess.

Compared to yesterday when her body became thin due to the extraction of energy from her body, the girl's skin today is translucent, and although her figure is still not very plump, she has obviously become much healthier. She wears a blue translucent armband on one of her arms. An instrument is connected to the armband, which continuously delivers nutrients into the girl's body in a liquid form. The inside of the armband is close to her skin, slowly seeping the nutrient solution into her body. Once these nutrient solutions enter the human body, they quickly decompose and provide the necessary nutrients for physical activities.

"Although he looks dry, this kid has potential."

The Kitchen Goddess said with a smile.

Wuming glanced at her.

"What did you check, Goddess of the Kitchen?"

"This is the doctor's secret. Even the commander cannot tell it."

The two of them chatted casually. Wuming could feel the girl's steady heartbeat at this time, and he felt relieved, so he stood up and picked up his phone.

"Let me see if there are any new changes now..."

Dockyard: Unblocking progress has been suspended...

Dockyard:........

Dockyard: Unblocking progress suspended...Interference reduced...Unblocking countdown 45 hours

Dimension Gate: There is a special consciousness in this world.....Analysis in progress...Time is unknown...

Chapter 492: The Boat in Action

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"The time is......."

Wuming muttered to himself, and then he spoke slowly with a look of understanding and relief.

"Three-thirty in the morning... perfect."

The unblocking progress of the dock continues. Two days later, new ship girls will continue to return. There is nothing wrong with the dimensional gate. The gate to the new world is blocked, but the transmission to the old world is still unimpeded. Obviously, only the new world has problems.

"Well, in this case, the commander's psychological pressure can finally be relieved."

The female Kitchen God on the side said with a smile.

"Yes, I'll be relieved if the dock is okay. I'll leave her in your care, Goddess of the Kitchen."

Wuming looked relaxed, but only then did he feel a little hungry.

"I'll go to the cafeteria later. I'll bring you whatever you want to eat on the way."

"Milk, toast, and some salad. Oh, and the milk should be warm. Yixian always likes to prepare hot milk for me. Well, I don't really like it."

When the Kitchen Goddess mentioned Yixian, her expression seemed a little helpless.

"Understood. Do you want to sleep for a while after breakfast?"

Wuming did not comment on the female kitchen god's eating habits. What she likes is the best. He is more worried about her sleeping problem now.

"I was on duty for the first half of the night and I can't sleep now. I'll catch up on my sleep after the child wakes up."

Wuming nodded, said no more, left the infirmary and went to the cafeteria.

In the mornings at the port, the cafeteria is often sparsely populated. The game group's activities are in the afternoon and at night, and the cafeteria's self-service is basically for them. The small boats may appear anywhere at any time, but they will not be diligent enough to show up in the morning. When Wuming arrived, there were indeed only a few familiar faces.

"Hi, Commander."

"Hi, Cleveland."

Today, Cleveland is wearing a white cotton T-shirt, a black towel around her neck, and sweat from exercise lingering around her ears. In front of her is a sandwich and vegetable juice, with thick slices of meat and vegetables sandwiched between the bread slices.

"Didn't you get up this morning?"

Cleveland winked at Wuming, and the direction of his guess made Wuming feel a little embarrassed.

"I went to the infirmary. Sorry, I forgot to greet you this morning."

Wuming shrugged at her and asked the chef for a Cleveland-style breakfast. Just as he was about to pick up the plate, a simple hand appeared in his sight and placed a cup of hot milk on the plate.

"It's better to eat something hot in the morning, husband."

Yixian blinked at him, took the vegetable juice away, and turned around to continue frying eggs. Although the chef was a good cook, she still insisted on coming to the cafeteria to help every day.

"Okay okay."

Wuming calmly accepted his wife's kindness and sat down next to Cleveland with his plate.

"Well, the Commander is having a hard time too."

Cleveland looked at the hot milk and sighed casually.

"Oh, by the way, Commander, is there any good news from the infirmary?"

Wuming was stunned when he heard this, then pointed at his own face in surprise and asked.

"Is my expression that obvious?"

"Well, you look a lot more relaxed than you did yesterday."

Cleveland picked up the sandwich and took a big bite, his cheeks puffed up.

"I really can't hide it from you. That's right. Now we just have to wait for the little girl to wake up."

Seeing Cleveland eating so happily, Wuming couldn't help but pick up the sandwich and start eating, explaining the situation to Cleveland while eating. The meat in the sandwich was very firm, and the gravy overflowed when he took a bite. The seasoning was also very good, and the sauce was rich and mellow. The food in the port area never let him down.

"That's good. I'll tell everyone the good news later. In fact, it's not just the commander who is worried. I-19 seemed to be crying. In short, this is good news for all of us."

Cleveland laughed heartily.

"Well, I'll leave the kid to you for now. I didn't have the heart to deal with the documents last night, so New Jersey and Hood helped me. I'm going to check it out after dinner. I hope there won't be any problems."

When Wuming heard Cleveland's words, he thought of the cute red-haired girl I-19 and felt an indescribable sense of guilt. He seemed to have paid little attention to her. Maybe it was time to spend some energy on other people.

"Leave it to me, Commander."

The reliable Cleveland nodded responsibly and agreed. After chatting for a while, the two of them separated. Wuming prepared breakfast for her according to the request of the Kitchen Goddess. When leaving, Yixian pouted and put down the hot milk in her hand reluctantly.

When Wuming left the infirmary and returned to the command room, he could finally focus on his work. From the annotated documents, it was easy to tell who handled them based on the handwriting. The beautiful italic English handwriting was obviously Hood's, and the other part was sloppy, which was obviously New Jersey's handwriting.

The two of them also referred to Wuming's documents for their response to Planet Neil, and their responses were all balanced, which made Wuming breathe a sigh of relief.

Wuming's work began. As the news of Wuming and Cleveland's conversation spread, the atmosphere in the port area returned to its usual relaxed state. In the infirmary, the Kitchen Goddess sat on a chair next to the girl, holding a copy of the [Human Genome Atlas] and looking at it slowly. After a while, three figures appeared outside the infirmary, peeking their heads out.

"Is this the person from another world?"

"Yeah, that's right. Don't you see that the Kitchen Goddess is watching over it?"