Come and connect with me!

"Call me Marco, or call me by my full name. Don't think I don't understand homophones!"

The Pope sighed and sat on Wuming's thighs nonchalantly. He could feel her warmth even through her pants.

"Forget it, forget about that, Commander. I heard that White Eagle's company wants us to join, right?"

"Yes, I am in a dilemma."

Wuming made no secret of his problems. The intelligence of these ship girls was no less than that of humans. Or to put it bluntly, most humans were not worthy of being compared with them in intelligence. Without using much power, the Rubik's Cube ships in this world used human rules of the game, and from being human creations, they climbed step by step to the pinnacle of power in the human world, becoming the de facto rulers of humans and managing national affairs. And from the perspective of Wuming, a time traveler, they were much better than humans.

"Really? Then you are very lucky to have a Marco Polo like me who possesses great wisdom to help you."

The teardrop mole under the light blue hair makes Marco Polo's voice charming, making her look like a vase character who relies on her beauty to get important jobs, but as long as she opens her mouth, she can easily make people ignore the prejudice caused by her appearance.

"First, we have a big order, right?"

"Yes, it's a big order that can't be avoided... It will take ten years to clean up a planet. I know it will be troublesome just by listening to it."

Wuming reached out and held the Pope's hand. The latter froze but did not struggle to break free.

"...And then, we also got the authority to this world, right?"

"Yes, administrator privileges... I always feel that even with this level of privilege, I still can't do whatever I want, which makes me feel like a great saint."

"Hehe, could the Great Sage's hands be a little more honest?"

Marco Polo glanced at Wuming and continued without waiting for his answer.

"Then here comes the conclusion. We can let them join us and help us with the work!"

Tiancheng's brows relaxed, and she vaguely understood something, and she spoke softly.

"Then we need one last step. How can we make them willingly help us?"

"Wait, what you mean is, let the ship girls in this world go to those ten test sites to clean up, right? But don't you think they are too weak? There are only a few level 70, and throwing them into the out-of-control test site is tantamount to sending them to their deaths!"

Wuming has already figured it out. This idea is indeed feasible, but the power gap still exists. In the eyes of the people in this world, blowing up an aircraft carrier with two shots is already shocking. However, judging from the ratings of the port area, they are just newbies who have just left the novice area, wandering around in low-level dungeons with equipment that is only purple level at most. This is not considered an outstanding strength.

But if you throw it into an out-of-control test site, this type of copy is a post-apocalyptic ruin. God knows what kind of weird stuff is inside, a complete meta will emerge who can kill through a world single-handedly, or worse, an out-of-control meta or a terrible test product, whether it is a biological weapon or a super AI with self-awareness. Everything that can be seen in science fiction disaster movies may be found in the test site.

"Not necessarily. Don't forget, what they lack is the strength of their ship equipment. We have the technology to upgrade them. If the ship equipment plug-ins are not good enough, we can provide them with technical drawings. In addition to our own, there is also the Siren exchange list. They can't resist these, and becoming stronger can also improve their work efficiency, and more importantly..."

Marco Polo grinned, stretched out his hand and slowly clenched it, as if the air in front of him was the embodiment of the planet and she was in control of everything.

"Once they have tasted the sweetness of technological improvement, they will no longer try the path of self-development. The leap in technology will make them work tirelessly, and as those who hold the power of interpretation, we will naturally become the real rulers of this planet!"

Her smile became more and more outrageous.

“Whether they can see it or not, they all have to step in. They have no choice. Hehehe, this world should be ruled by Hong Kong!”

Chapter 812: Just now it was Enterprise, now it is Bianca

"Hmmmmm ahahahahahahaha!!!"

Looking at the female pope who was standing there with a high-pitched villain laugh, Wuming was hesitant to speak.

This laughter was a bit too much.

She whispered as Amagi beside her couldn't help but chuckle.

"It seems that the master does not object to this plan."

“It’s not a question of whether to oppose or not…”

Wuming just thought about the past.

A long time ago, when he was with Frederick the Great and Enterprise, he used the difficulty of controlling the world, or the variables of the Sirens' existence, as an excuse to stop this ambitious black ship girl. But now, the situation is very different. The Sirens have become his superiors, and he has the means to easily control the entire world. He seems to have changed. After experiencing several worlds, his thoughts have also changed. He is no longer opposed to controlling the world. He believes that he and the ship girls in the port can make this world a better place.

"Well, anyway, this plan still needs to be polished a bit."

Tiancheng smiled and nodded.

"Amagi will also help with this matter."

"And me, I am Marco Polo. As the initiator of the plan, I should naturally be the one to take the lead. Commander, just watch carefully. I will give you a detailed schedule."

The laughter gradually died down, and Marco Polo put his hands on his hips and spoke to Wuming with confidence.

"Well, I look forward to your good news, Marco."

"Yeah, of course, but Commander, you should think of a name for this plan. Otherwise, you can't use "that plan" as the title on paper, right?"

The Pope looked at him expectantly, as if hoping to get a cool yet evil name for the plan.

"Ah this..."

Unfortunately, Wuming's intelligence was all focused on how to deceive the little girl, and it was too difficult for him to come up with a cool name in a short period of time.

"Oh, I knew it."

Marco Polo said with a sigh. She saw the plump fox strategist behind Wuming looking at her with amusement, and she knew that her plan had been exposed. But it didn't matter because the person who made the decision was not this big fox.

"Then I will reluctantly give the commander a hint, ahem."

She pretended to cough deeply, and then her expression immediately brightened.

"First of all, the plan cannot be too straightforward, so we need to add [Sacred] as a title..."

Wuming raised his eyebrows, feeling something was wrong.

"Then, according to our tradition of respecting the ancients, we should add the name of the Great Empire!"

Wuming looked behind her and saw the big chestnut-colored fox smiling without saying a word, having already seen through her thoughts.

"So, the name of this plan isn't going to be something like Holy Rome?"

When Wuming saw Marco Polo's intoxicated look, she knew that this name was very suitable for her XP.

"Oh my, Commander, I am amazed by your wisdom and intelligence. Yes, this plan is called the [Holy Roman Empire Revival Plan]. By the way, the commander's title can be changed to Caesar!"

Wuming covered his face silently.

"Your name makes me feel that this plan is neither holy nor Roman, and it is unlikely to revive the empire."

He waved his hand at the angry Pope.

"Anyway, you can name the plan whatever you want, but I still prefer the title of Commander, and Rome is just for show. Any old thing will be eliminated for a reason. If this plan is to be made public, it would not be a good idea to have a name that carries too strong a faction color."

Azur Lane is a global organization. Unless there is an absolutely dominant camp, it is not a good idea to hastily use any biased name. The name will of course have an innate guiding tendency. The meaning of calling someone by name and name + position are completely different. If Wuming does not want the world to go backwards, it is not advisable to promote any old things.

"cut."

Marco Polo snorted and spoke vaguely.

"Let's call it the [Sacred Alliance Project], or Alliance for short. We can tell the public that we have found the lost remains of a parallel world and invite everyone to develop it together. The bottom line for joining the plan is to join the alliance we created."

After casually picking a name, the Pope's fighting spirit visibly weakened. She leaned back, lay in Wuming's arms, and sighed.

"Although the commander is right, I am still very unhappy."

"Well, I think it's okay. After all, you have to know that there is a real ship called Rome in this world. If she comes, Caesar can't let her be the captain, right?"

Wuming put his arms around Marco Polo's waist and whispered softly in her ear.

"Forehead......"

Marco Polo silently rolled his eyes and completely gave up on his previous name.

"Let's do as you say... Commander, I need to take a good rest before I get busy. Don't move around."

Saying this, the Pope, having put down the heavy burden on her heart, leaned on Wuming's chest and took a long breath.

Wuming blinked and looked at the defenseless Marco Polo in front of him with some confusion. He always felt that this beautiful fake maid seemed to have some other little ideas besides telling him about the plan.

However, in this cool forest, accompanied by two ship girls who loved him, he inexplicably felt that the flow of time was slowing down, and the world after solving the problem in his heart seemed particularly bright.

So be it.

Wuming thought so, and carefully let Marco Polo fall into his arms, and let the other plump big fox lean on the other side. Under the three of them, the recliner swayed gently, and they slowly fell asleep.

As dusk approached, Marco Polo stretched himself and looked at Wuming and Tiancheng who were still sleeping soundly beside him, but he made a slight sound of dissatisfaction.

She kissed Wuming on the face, then slowly stood up and left.

"You slow-witted fellow, is my charm so bad?"

Muttering these words, the blue-haired Pope walked briskly out of the woods.

Shortly after she left, Wuming slowly opened his eyes, his fingertips touched the wetness on his face, and he couldn't help but smile.

"How does it feel?"

"It's always good. I can stay in a world where everyone loves me. What's wrong with that?"

Wuming said softly, and a wet kiss came to the other cheek.

"Then continue to enjoy it, my lord."

Tiancheng hooked his arm around Wuming, his brows softening.

Wuming smiled and strolled slowly in the woods with the Fox Strategist. The setting sun in the sky slowly sank, and a new moon slowly rose. The snow-like light covered the sea, turning the sea surface into a snowy field.

An invisible shadow slowly passed through various security agencies and silently came to the outside of the port. She stretched out her hand, but before she touched the port area, she felt a strong sense of repulsion pushing her out.

"What is the principle?"

She muttered to herself. After trying dozens of methods, she was still unable to do anything about this seemingly backward port shield.

Do you want to break in?

Thinking of this, her expression moved and she took out the fragment in her arms. This was a souvenir she carried with her. If it was not damaged, it would be a coin-sized round emblem with two different sides. She usually threw the emblem high up, and before it landed, the answers to her hesitant questions would always emerge in her mind.

But at this moment, there was only the remaining emblem, which could not give her any answers.

Sighing continuously, she shook her head, clenched the fragments, and prepared to turn around and leave, waiting for the next opportunity. However, the moment she turned around, she felt a sense of emptiness. The invisible port shield disappeared completely at this moment, no longer isolating her!

Is there something wrong with the fragments?

The intruder looked puzzled, but she was not the type to plan before acting. Since her goal had been achieved, she might as well go in first, and fight back if there was any problem.

She looked at the fragments in her hand, her expression changed several times and then returned to firmness.

This is the confidence that long years of fighting have given her.

Thinking of this, she held tightly the fragment that seemed to be the secret key to open the door, and finally set foot on the land of the port area.

It was close to midnight, and the street lights on both sides of the road were still bright. She found a few buildings that were still lit, and when she looked closer, she discovered that they were all Rubik's Cube ships, either playing games or watching movies.

This is a port area with no sense of crisis at all.

She commented to herself, then came to a room with a half-open door.

Signs of life are most active here.

She pushed open the door and saw everything in front of her...

"You...what are you doing?"

The intruder was stunned, she never thought she would see such a thing in a port area in her life!

Wuming heard an unfamiliar voice, looked in the direction of the sound, and responded out of habit.

"Just now it was Enterprise, now it's Bianca!"

Chapter 813 Telekinetic Floating Cannon

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, at least in the eyes of the two people looking at each other.

"...Wumi.....uh...hmm?"

The female knight's slightly weak urging voice made Wuming react suddenly. He was about to shout, but he suddenly took a breath of cold air, gritted his teeth and gasped for a while before shouting.

"There is an intruder!!!"

The intruder widened his eyes, stretched out his hand and pointed at Wuming with trembling hands, his face flushed, and then turned away without hesitation. The next second after she left, a series of intensive roars erupted from the place where she had just stood. The second building after the command room in the port area also had the opportunity to be renovated. In just a moment, the sky-high pillars of fire and the interweaving ice cones accompanied by all kinds of strange barrages blew the building into pieces in an instant, and then under the continuous destruction of high and low temperatures, the air suddenly expanded, forming an irregular shock wave, squeezing everything within hundreds of meters of the building into ruins!

The destruction was not over yet. A vague black shadow was running towards the outside of the port area. However, in this awakened port area, even if it only took a short moment to escape, it would be difficult to be as smooth as before. A large number of little yellow chickens wore reflective sunglasses, and held hideous weapons that were more than ten times larger than their bodies in their short hands. They carried boxes of ammunition on their backs and unscrupulously poured fire on the position of the black shadow. Various barrages penetrated the houses in the port area. In less than a minute, half of the port area was set on fire!

'What are these things? Aren't they toys?'

The intruders' eyebrows jumped as they watched these ball-shaped unknown creatures of varying sizes pull out a bunch of dangerous-looking gadgets from the bushes, underground, and even from the walls of houses. They skillfully set up their firing lines, and their dense barrage of bullets had almost no flaws, which was enough to damage the Rubik's Cube ships!

The attack of the little yellow chickens slowed down the intruder for a moment, and at this moment, a voice came leisurely.

"Stop, intruder. I advise you to make a bigger scene so that I can vent my anger."