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However, the fact that the currency of this era has little value does not mean that everything in this era is worthless. Those dirty mineral deposits and special materials that no one cares about are very rare in the era of Sirens. It is too troublesome to synthesize them. They want to go to the starry sea to find them. The universe is vast and endless, and it is not something that the little Sirens who bully the surface ship girls are capable of grasping. The coordinates dropped this time are dynamic coordinates calculated by the headquarters. As long as they open a door, they can directly open the treasure chest. Ten rich mineral stars are enough for them to squander for a while.

"Then let's split it equally among the five of us."

The Purifier rubbed his hands excitedly, his face full of joy.

The Sirens looked at each other with smiles, and all felt that the bonus was well distributed.

"Uh, wait, there's a mission."

The bonus arrived and the task also came unexpectedly. When the five Sirens opened the message, their faces were full of disgust again.

"Let me see... why are there still ten coordinates? So they're not given to us for free?"

The observer frowned, rested his chin on his palm, his round cheeks puffed up, staring at the [Judiciary Outsourcing Task] glittering in the void and muttered.

"All out-of-control test sites? Let's go and fix these things, right? No one thinks we have so much free time that we have to save the world, right?"

The work of the experimental agency is dull and tedious. It seems that they are gods who can casually fiddle with the human world, but there is actually no point in tossing about this same piece of land every day. After seeing it so much, the Sirens know the thoughts and actions of the ships with their eyes closed. There are also specific requirements for the annual indicators. Occasionally, some more unruly individuals appear, which will force all the Sirens to work overtime. At this time, when humans wake up the next day and look at the sea, they will see densely packed red dots. Naturally, they will curse non-stop, but the Sirens who worked overtime last night also cursed the headquarters while they worked. Under this premise, the guys from the trial agency actually threw out such a task, which made the Sirens present a little hesitant.

"What a headache! I don't want to work!"

The Purifier grabbed his head in pain.

"How about I give you the coordinates? I don't want the bonus. Just let me float on the seabed for a while..."

"Same as above."

The builder holding the doll also looked frightened and floated back a few steps without making a sound.

The observer also sighed, and was frowning as he watched this good thing turn into a bad thing.

“Oh, if only we could outsource it too…”

The Sirens sighed together and stared at the void in front of them without saying a word.

"Drip drip."

A slight sound was heard, and the Purifier glanced at the Observer.

"Your news."

The observer uttered an "oh" and then his expression darkened. When he came to his senses, he glared back at him.

"It's your news!"

The Purifier was stunned for a moment, then calmly opened the communicator.

Commander Wuming: [Hey, what are you doing? ]

The Purifier glanced at the nameless stick figure in a command hat and responded subconsciously.

"I'm planning how to evolve this world!"

After she sent the message, she blinked and suddenly reacted.

"Wait, there really is something that can be outsourced!"

At the port of Azur Lane, Wuming looked at the Purifier's reply and hesitated as to how to continue the conversation.

The normal steps of this mission should be to start the mission----send the fleet----complete the mission, but as a relatively cautious commander, he has been in the world of the Nameless Dimension Gate for a long time. It is a familiar world with roughly the same plot. He has already become an expert in the whole map. How can he accept something like honestly fighting question mark monsters?

Therefore, since White Eagle knew very little, he could only choose to ask the potential examiners what the levels behind the fog of war were.

Just as I was thinking about it, the Purifier's avatar flashed and new news came.

"Wuming, are you interested in doing a mission?"

"what?"

Wuming was just puzzled when he saw the air in front of him fluctuate. The next second, a purifier came out and landed right on the desk. Wuming subconsciously stretched out his hand and the purifier fell into his arms.

"Hey, how come you can come in this time?"

The Purifier glanced at Wuming who was so close to him, without any reaction to his situation. He just showed some interest in the fact that he could suddenly pass through the port shield and come to Wuming.

"Um, well..."

Wuming saw the resolution on the familiar Siren's head and spoke hesitantly.

"We are very familiar with each other after all, so I gave you the permission."

The Purifier blinked and scratched his face embarrassedly.

"You are a person who trusts others easily."

Wuming didn't say anything. The original resolution of Siren-Purifier, which was 28/100, had jumped to 31/100 because of his words, making it difficult for him to say who was more likely to believe others.

"Nameless, nameless!"

The Purifier didn't wait for Wuming to reply. He naturally adjusted his position in his arms and looked at him excitedly.

"We have a mission with a super-rich reward. As long as you clean up ten out-of-control test sites, you will be rewarded with a planet rich in minerals. Are you tempted?"

Chapter 1: Siren Attack Level +

Wuming feels a little panicked now.

His ship girl went out to save the world, and the boss behind the scenes had already given him a mission here.

"Um, if I remember correctly, weren't we chatting just a minute ago?"

Wuming said with a weird expression.

"Chew, chew, chew... Yes, you asked me what I was doing. I'm telling you now. I have a job for you to do."

The Purifier grabbed the snacks beside Wuming and showed off. He came here to keep watch with Frederick and the others, and he was not going to jail, so he would not put himself in a difficult position. The miscellaneous snacks filled up half of the drawer, and this uninvited guest ate without any hesitation.

"Can you explain it to me?"

They had saved the world together before, but just a few days later, something that sounded super troublesome popped up again.

"Well, listen carefully..."

The Purifier explained the whole story in a vague tone while eating without any hesitation.

After saying this and that, Wuming nodded in understanding.

"You Sirens are quite busy, and you actually send out tasks."

"Yeah, the bastards in the judicial organs are lazier than each other. They didn't even say a word of thanks when we solved a problem. Instead, they threw another task at us and said that this is a reward. What kind of reward is this? The real reward should be a gift package dropped into the mailbox, not a few small things that are given after completing a task!"

The Purifier became angry as she spoke, her mouth dry. She glanced around and immediately picked up the cup in front of Wuming and drank it all in one gulp.

"This is... never mind. But you are pretty generous. You cleared ten out-of-control test sites for two mineral-rich planets. I helped you and you just split the money in half. You are much better than your boss."

Wuming also sighed, and the Purifier couldn't help coughing repeatedly.

"Ahem, yes, that's right."

The Purifier laughed dryly, scratched his head, and stammered to change the subject.

"So, when do you plan to go out?"

Wuming took the empty cup from her, refilled it with Coke, and was about to take a sip when the Siren took it over naturally and drank it.

"Forget about this mission. Let me take a break. Besides, I don't seem to have any use for the rich mine you mentioned. Wouldn't it just be gathering dust in the warehouse if I were to leave it there?"

Wuming directly looked at the rewards for this kind of side quests. Although the Purifier didn't look very smart, when he mentioned the mineral-rich planet before, among the terms that came out of his mouth, there was some material for the basic unit of the operation matrix. It sounded very high-end, but at the end of the mission, he only got the raw materials, which was not very attractive to him.

“Oh, that seems to be the case.”

The Purifier looked at Wuming and scratched his head in confusion.

During the few times she and Wuming had been together, Wuming's attitude towards her was as casual as that of any pedestrian on the street, which made her subconsciously think that Wuming's perception of things should be similar to hers, or at least much stronger than the microbial civilization of this era. This time, when Wuming began to worry about the development of these minerals, the Purifier came to his senses and immediately began to have a dilemma.

"Wait for me a moment."

Having said that, the Purifier quickly broke free from his arms, sat a little further away, opened a chat room and asked him directly in person.

"There's a problem. Wuming isn't interested."

After a moment, the observer's head flashed.

"He thinks it's too little? Then give him something else. Didn't we give him a set of shield technology before? Give him some weapon blueprints and ask him what type of weapons he likes. We can discuss it."

The previous Avalon shield was amazingly effective. Even ordinary people could wander around in the sea with it. As long as they didn't run into the top ships or sirens, it would be difficult to break through or even penetrate the shield. Although it was not as good as the ones they used themselves, it was also a very good protective technology. From the perspective of observers, with another set of weapon systems, this port area could call itself a primary interstellar civilization. According to the technology demonstrated by this port area, it is not impossible to create a spaceship.

"He doesn't even think highly of Big Head. He doesn't know how to use common things like Filistan Ore and Branks Crystal. Mineral-rich planets are of no value to him."

The observer on the other side covered her face after seeing this. She made the same mistake as the Purifier, taking her own common sense as the consensus that everyone should know.

"Really? I actually made such a mistake. Isn't this just like a human..."

The Observer muttered to himself, and then discussed with several Sirens around him. Not long after, in Wuming's command room, the Purifier suddenly stood up and walked up to Wuming.

"The observers said that they would open an exchange list. Well, when the time comes, if you encounter any strange things, such as experimental products, special alloys that can be used, or even after you get a rich ore planet, you can directly use the ore to convert into points and exchange the technical drawings and objects in the exchange list. Do you want to see it?"

Even though he tried hard to appear smart, Wuming couldn't help but laugh at the rote speech.

"Eh? What's your reaction?"

The Purifier puffed his cheeks in dissatisfaction, approached Wuming and asked angrily.

Wuming smiled and reached out his hand to touch the silver hair of the girl with a ponytail. Even though she had been operating in the deep sea before, the moment she came into contact with the air, her skin and hair felt dry yet cool, smooth and soft, just as comfortable as Shinano's big tail.

"What are you doing?"

The Purifier suddenly felt a subtle touch in his heart about Wuming's behavior. It was a different feeling from the usual playfulness between his companions. There was a warm feeling of being cared for rising in his chest.

"Sorry, it's a reflex, a reflex."

Wuming reacted and withdrew his hand a little embarrassedly.

Even though not everyone in the port was given the ring, it is not an exaggeration to say that this is his harem. He is particularly unreliable in controlling the distance between himself and the ship girls. Even in other worlds, Wuming has never been so unruly. But this naive and stupid Siren in front of him is, in a sense, an old acquaintance of his. In this kind of casual chat atmosphere, he always forgets the difference in status between the two.

"Tsk, you just wanted to talk to me about something that shouldn't be touched on!"

The Purifier took two steps back and his voice suddenly became quieter.

"Well, can I take a look at the exchange list first?"

Wuming noticed that the atmosphere was a little strange and quickly spoke. The moment he said this, a light screen stood up in front of him.

In order to avoid embarrassment, he immediately looked at the light screen, but when he saw the first name on the list, he couldn't help but speak out.

“You guys sell this stuff too?”

Chapter 781: Can Siren Really Be Captured?

The exchange list provided by Siren was complicated, with one page having a full hundred items. Wuming glanced at the end, with pages ranging from 1234 to 9999. Just by looking at the number, he had a sense of déjà vu as if he could open up xx space by changing his name. He only took a casual look at the first page and saw the genetic modification of humanoid creatures and the star destroyer that could blow up a planet with one shot. The former could give special genes to humanoid creatures ranging in size from cm to cm, with the ability to choose superpowers such as breathing fire, water, and great strength, and could also gain activity time that broke through the upper limit of the lifespan of carbon-based creatures. He could choose to add a bat wings mod to himself or have his hair turn yellow when angry. The latter was a standard weapon seen in most science fiction works.

There are space storage prop rings, individual skateboard-type flying vehicles, and even a full-coverage steel armor that looks like déjà vu and will definitely win the favor of the white-haired female passerby that Wuming sees first. At the top of the list, there is a thing that even Wuming can't help but complain about.

"A set of small mirror sea generators. With this thing, can anyone call themselves a siren?"

"That's about right. At least in this world, as long as you master this, you can do whatever you want to anyone."

The Purifier said carelessly.

"But this is just to make it easier for you to understand. In fact, it is essentially a planet transformation device. If it is fully deployed, it can completely control the planet. The temperature, climate, gravity, and magnetic field can all be adjusted. If it is inside the planet, it can be like turning on the administrator mode and compile everything about all the plants and animals at will."

Even if she was not a qualified salesperson, a technological creation of this level would be enough to attract anyone as long as the effects were explained honestly. Staying inside the mirror sea, the holder could call himself a god without exaggeration, controlling everything and modifying everything at will, even if the original purpose of this equipment was just an artificial greenhouse for the Sirens.

Wuming was excited at first, then he thought of something and his eyes became dead again.

"That's all."

"what?"

The Purifier's eyes suddenly widened.

"What are you talking about? Even though we use a lot of this stuff, it's actually very valuable. We've encountered alien civilizations before, and they were even willing to exchange one hundred habitable planets for it!"

"Have you changed?"

"Of course not. They are too weak. I heard that the judge thought about it for a second and finally decided that it would be more cost-effective to just rob them."

The Purifier started talking about a long period of dark history, but when she saw Wuming's cowardly look, she couldn't help but explain.

"They are quite strange. They have the ability to move on a cosmic scale, but they are still very extreme. They fought when they met, and were captured after Apollo killed most of their fleet. After losing, they wanted our technology, but she killed them all and went straight to get the coordinates. Generally speaking, we are still very reasonable."

"Um, thank you for your explanation, I understand."

Wuming looked at the Purifier who looked a little nervous and waved his hands repeatedly.