Come and connect with me!

Ayanami said without raising her head. In the handheld game console in her hand, a white humanoid insect was speeding on the criss-crossing roads. With Ayanami's control, the insect dodged and quickly avoided the monster's attack.

"Hehe, if you count Nagashima, it's the Goroku family."

The buildings in the port area that were demolished last night naturally included the otaku girl's dormitory. Nagashima walked over yawning, took out a few apples from his pocket, wiped them on the corner of Wuming's clothes, and distributed them to the companions present.

"It's rare that you're willing to come out of the room."

Wuming had no reaction to this. Instead, he was more surprised by Changdao's arrival.

"I can't help it. After the room was renovated, the soundproofing is still a little poor. Not all the games I play are healthy. In order to avoid social death, I'd better go outside first. After Manju repairs everyone's dormitory, I'll come back to fix it."

Nagashima said vaguely while biting an apple.

Wuming blinked. Perhaps because he had a high degree of affection for Changdao, or perhaps because they had indeed been together for a long time, Changdao did not hide his poor interests. He would occasionally look for Changdao, and when he asked for help, he could often find many unpopular games.

He looked in the direction where Changdao came from and found that the number of people who came to watch the card drawing... Oh no, the number of people who came to find their companions was almost the highest in this period of time. Yesterday's accident destroyed the buildings in the port area, and also caused many home-loving ship girls to come out of their rooms on their own initiative.

"Commander, Commander, can you summon Z23-chan this time?"

Javelin asked Wuming while biting an apple.

"It depends on randomness. Just be patient. I don't know who it will be, but I'm sure it will be a partner from Minato. Javelin can make friends with new partners during this time. They are good kids just like Z23."

Wuming could only touch Javelin's head. He saw that the ship girls around him were looking at him secretly. He couldn't help but smile and stretched out his hand to touch their heads one by one.

The white-haired rabbit alien hummed with half-closed eyes, and Nagashima also came over and rubbed against him, making a cat-like hum, and finally when it came to Ayanami, Wuming could feel that this game otaku, whose expression rarely changed, blushed, which was a rare occurrence.

"Ah, Ayanami-chan is blushing!"

"No, say it out loud, Ayanami, or she'll explode."

Rafi said dimly with dead fish eyes.

Wuming thought about the information he had read before, smiled, and stood up and walked towards the port.

The time has come. The dock door of the port is shining brightly. The camp icons are changing rapidly, leaving an afterimage in the sun. Wuming cannot see clearly, let alone interfere with the changes.

Wuming straightened his clothes and tried to appear more formal.

The speed of the icon's rotation slowed down, and finally, with a slight push from the crown lion's tail, it stopped at a black cross with a steely aura.

"Well, Iron Blood."

Wuming muttered softly, and the door of the dock in front of him opened, mist spread out, and a faint fragrance floated out, with a little bit of grass scent. It was not strong, but full of presence. Even at noon, Wuming who smelled the fragrance felt inexplicably excited, as if he was also inspired by this smell.

Hood, who also arrived, had a puzzled expression on his face, and she spoke hesitantly.

"The smell is a bit like cornflowers... Hmm, for some reason, it feels strangely familiar."

Wuming sniffed the smell and fixed his eyes on the outline in the mist near the dock door.

With a tall figure, the outline of the thighs was vaguely visible in the mist, but one could still see that they were well-proportioned and strong. The Iron-Blooded biological ship suit was not conspicuous, not to mention compared with a giant like Frederick the Great that was three or four meters long. Even compared with Mainz, which was stuck between the big monster era and the small monster era, it seemed too delicate, which almost eliminated half of the Iron-Blooded candidates.

The visitor put one hand on her waist and the other on her forehead, looking around naturally. Then, when she saw Wuming, she seemed to pause for a moment, and then continued to look at the surrounding environment. Her calmness did not affect the ship suit. When the small biological ship suit saw Wuming, it was like a puppy meeting its owner, and it rushed towards Wuming, howling.

The owner of the ship suit sighed helplessly, but walked towards Wuming without hesitation.

Wuming looked at the little thing in the mist running towards him and was a little surprised. It seemed that this was the first biological ship suit to be so proactive.

He half squatted down and opened his arms. An iron thing with a sense of impact suddenly rushed into his arms, jumping around. Wuming patted the head of the iron thing and looked over. He saw that it was actually a shark running on land, with its sharp teeth slightly bulging and making a hoarse sound. Wuming looked at this posture and suddenly felt familiar.

"Hmm, let me think... You should like eating this kind of thing."

As he said this, Wuming took out a string of red bean balls from the warehouse. Although they looked like carnivorous food, the jumping mechanical shark immediately calmed down when this sweet food appeared. Wuming half-knelt down and handed the red bean balls to the shark's mouth.

"Here, have some meatballs. I hope I remember it right."

The mechanical shark suddenly opened its mouth wide, wanting to eat it in one bite, but at this moment, a slender five fingers wearing half-finger gloves took the meatball from Wuming's hand just before the mechanical shark was about to bite.

"Don't just remember it, I also like to eat red bean balls."

Wuming looked in the direction of the voice. Black rubber boots wrapped around fleshy thighs, reflecting light in the sun. Under the black texture of the boots, only the soles were slightly red. The thigh flesh was also slightly tightened by the boots, revealing a healthy blush. On top was a short skirt of the same style that was full of heat. The belly above was white and firm, with faint muscle outlines, as if suggesting that this body possessed infinite power, enough to bear everything;

Above her lower abdomen, compared to her slender waist, there was a biological armor that looked more like abundant fruits, which stretched out her clothes and formed a pair of attractive roundnesses. The whiteness of her skin stubbornly peeked out from the gap under her shirt, and the moment Wuming raised his head, two sweet lips were already pressed against her.

".......Um."

A slightly satisfied moan came from the throat of the person in front of her. The next second, as if she felt that she had not gained the upper hand, she said a little dissatisfiedly.

"Those so-called 'seniors' have taught you a lot, my greedy little bear."

Chapter 823: Frankness and Insincerity

There was a sense of laziness in her light brown eyes, as if she did everything carelessly. Her silver twin ponytails fluttered slightly in the wind, and some cold hair swept across Wuming's face, making him feel itchy as if scratching his heart.

"Bear? I thought you were going to call me honey."

Wuming patted the aggrieved mechanical shark, took out a portion of meatballs and handed it over, then stood up and looked directly at the long-lost ship girl in front of him.

"Welcome back, Eugen."

"Then, dear, why do you call me by my first name? Isn't it better to call me dear?"

Unlike her sweet appearance, the racing girl in front of her has a not-so-soft heart. Her watery eyes hide a restless flame.

"Please spare me. If I say that, I'm afraid you won't be able to tell who I'm calling."

Wuming opened his arms and embraced Prince Eugen's voluptuous body, who let out a slight hum.

"Then you should just be a little bear. No, if you perform too badly, you will be a little mouse."

Prince Eugen raised his neck slightly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone, but his eyes softened little by little, and his gaze was completely focused on Wuming.

The commander in front of her was a complete bastard, but emotion and reason never seemed to go together. Reason told her that the first second after meeting this guy who wore a bunch of rings in her memory, she should have taken out the triple-mounted 203mm main gun Mk15T0 equipped by the commander, pulled the trigger, and shot his head off with one shot. But somehow, the slight anger that should have risen up disappeared the moment she saw him, and all the words she had to say turned into a word with a hint of coquettishness.

"Ah, to be honest, I've been a rat for a long time. But if I can, I still want to be a bear. It sounds like it's very strong, strong enough to protect you."

Wuming smiled slightly, and his eyes could see the simple ring on Prince Eugen's left ring finger. Although he was not wearing a head flower or a veil, this jewelry, which was a metaphor for oath and bondage, had already made clear the identity of the person in front of him.

"Haha, it's a pity that my little bear doesn't only think about protecting me."

Prince Eugen curled the corners of his mouth and looked behind Wuming, where there was a figure that was either strange or familiar. Based on her understanding of her commander, this guy who was always thinking about where to poke the ship girl to hear strange sounds was definitely not a vegetarian. But when she saw a black shadow, her eyes flashed and she gave her a provocative smile.

The figure paused, then raised his hand and gave a middle finger, causing the stunned Prince Eugen to burst out laughing.

"That's great. It seems that our Frederick the Great is still full of energy. This is the second good news I have encountered so far."

Prince Eugen said with a smile.

Wuming knew who was coming without looking back. He put his arms around Prince Eugen's strong and flexible waist and asked in confusion.

"Second good news, what's the first one?"

As soon as Wuming finished speaking, he heard a faint laugh from the person in front of him. This smile was different from the previous one that contained a hint of dissatisfaction. It contained many complex things, both sweet and sour. However, in Wuming's inquiring gaze, he only got a shallow answer.

"My little silly bear......."

Once again, she gave Wuming a light kiss on his lips with the flavor of red beans. Prince Eugen swayed her waist and did not explain. She bit the meatball in small bites, left Wuming's arms, and slowly walked towards Frederick the Great.

"Ah, it's been a long time, Frederick. Your health is frustrating me."

"You too, eat more sweets. Experts all over the world say they cause cancer."

"Really? The only useful lesson I can get from experts is not to listen to their nonsense."

The two men paused and faced each other. Compared to Frederick the Great, Prince Eugen was a little shorter, with a voluptuous figure and a strong body, like a cheetah always on the run. Just by looking at her, one could conclude that she was in good health.

The black figure in front of him looked a little slender due to his tall stature, like a plump and rosy snake apple, tempting but dangerous, as if he was going to poison a princess in the next second.

“Haha.”*2

The two looked at each other for a long time, and when people around them thought they were going to fight, they suddenly smiled, opened their arms, and gave each other a tight hug.

"It's been a long time since we last met, my dear flagship."

"You, too, Eugen, would be a competent assistant anywhere."

The two hugged each other tightly and lowered their voices together.

"Are you dreaming? What assistant? Do you think this is Iron Blood?"

"What you said, dear, is not entirely true. You are not going to kill me, are you?"

After a brief hug, the two let go of each other's hands without hesitation, with smiles on their faces again.

Wuming looked confused, feeling that he had heard something indescribable.

"Well, do you two have any conflicts?"

Wuming looked at the crowd of people around him who were watching the show with shining eyes, and he knew that if he didn't show up, he would be in trouble.

"We are very good friends, but the way we express our affection is not so... vulgar."

Frederick the Great had a sincere smile on his face, and Prince Eugene, who was standing shoulder to shoulder with him, couldn't help but laugh.

"That's about right, but if you think about it, Bismarck is better than Frederick in terms of honesty."

Frederick the Great glanced at her.

"Take away the example for me."

"I think Frederick is quite straightforward. Uh, this is the truth."

Wuming looked at the meeting between his two wives and found that they had not caused any more holes in the ground of the port area. He let go of his worries and his tone became much more relaxed.

"what?"

Prince Eugen's eyes widened and he spoke in his sister's voice.

"What did she do, my little bear? Did she develop some kind of magic potion?"

"It doesn't have to be that complicated to charm me. I feel dizzy just by looking at your faces."

Wuming chuckled, causing Frederick the Great to nod in satisfaction, his playful look was unexpectedly adorable.

"Besides, my Frederick is just not that frank in front of others. Well, if she doesn't mind, I can tell you many, many little stories about our Frederick."

Although she looks mature and cold, it seems that all mature women can easily become frank after giving their true heart. On many days and nights, only when they are alone with each other, this gorgeous and passionate ship girl like peach blossoms will boldly express her inner voice, stare at him straight, say "I love you" a hundred times, express her feelings tirelessly, and look at Wuming with eyes that are more passionate than words, hoping to get a response from his tone, and Wuming's love words seem to be honed bit by bit in this way.

"cut."

Prince Eugen snorted, and she could see the look of reminiscence revealed by the two of them almost at the same time in her eyes.

"If only my Eugen could be so straightforward."

Wuming smiled.

"For example, tell me directly that you miss me very much."

Chapter 824 Mercury Memorial

"interesting."

Frederick the Great laughed heartily, and Prince Eugen tutted shyly, looking like he was about to break down.

"Don't think that being an iron-blood means you're always straightforward, you stupid bear!"

She said this angrily and snorted again.

"Please give me a chance to appreciate other people's feelings!"

Wuming just smiled at this. Nothing could make him feel more accomplished than making a beautiful woman who always looked calm show shyness, especially this Prince Eugen who always looked calm no matter what he did.

"Yes, yes, I've realized it a long time ago, Eugen."

"Then don't be so inquisitive. There should be a limit to being ignorant of romance."

Prince Eugen said angrily. She glared at Wuming, but still felt angry. Seeing that the ship-suit shark next to her was eating the meatballs happily, she immediately snatched the meatballs away. Under the tragic gaze of the ship-suit shark, she ate the remaining two red and white meatballs in front of her own ship-suit with a sinister look.

"Sorry sorry."

Wuming just smiled and reached out to embrace Prince Eugen in his arms again. She moved around angrily in Wuming's arms, resisting with a strength that seemed quite intimate to ordinary people, making Wuming unable to help but give her a long kiss.

Turning the mature sister into sweet and the sweet girl into the mature sister seem to be excellent ways to increase the lethality. Looking at this overly sweet Prince Eugen, Wuming simply cannot resist.

In the passionate kiss, Wuming and Prince Eugen's movements slowed down. It was nothing more than a kiss that was the way humans expressed their love. Two lovers with deep feelings would feel that time was speeding up just by being together. When their lips met, there was a split second when they felt as if time had stopped.

"Hey!"

Wuming felt someone pulling at the corner of his clothes. He opened his eyes with a little dissatisfaction, and saw a snow-white shadow standing beside the two of them, watching their interaction intently.

"...Well, what's the matter, my little bear, you seem a little less committed, is there something you are not satisfied with your wife?"