Come and connect with me!

As he said this, Ron looked at the peaceful artificial island and his voice dropped.

"But this place is not as interesting as I imagined."

Chapter 850: Interesting Stories on the Artificial Island

Shangri-La opened her mouth and felt an inexplicable chill on her back, and she forced a smile.

"Well, what do you think is interesting?"

"Hmm, the smell here is too bland. It would be better if there was a little blood smell."

Ron said with a smile.

Shangri-La smiled a little stiffly, lowered her head silently, turned the gel pen over, and wrote Ron's name with the red ink on the other end.

"The Iron Blood base is over there. If you need anything, um, Eugen, you have my contact information, just call me directly."

She looked at Ron, who was full of curiosity, then at Prince Eugen, who had no unusual expression, and sighed.

"Also, Eugen, this operation is very critical. The Royal Neptune over there is already in enough trouble. You Iron Bloods should not take the opportunity to cause trouble."

"How could that be? This kid likes to release animals when she has nothing to do. Well, according to the bald guys, she has too much merit to use. She is not a bad person..."

As Prince Eugen said this, she suddenly saw Ron turn his head and pick up a sea fish. After taking a look, she casually took off the fish's fins, then threw it back with a smile and hurriedly made amends.

"Anyway, you can't judge a book by its cover!"

Shangri-La looked at Prince Eugen dimly, looked around, stretched out her hand and hooked Prince Eugen's neck, and said viciously.

"What's going on between you and the Royal Family? Are you treating this operation as a combat exercise?"

"If I say this is a coincidence, would you believe it?"

Prince Eugen's eyes were vague, but his voice was firm and unwavering.

Shangri-La stared at her for a long time before letting go of her hand in annoyance.

"Keep an eye on that kid!"

The appearance of the Rubik's Cube ship will not change, but a ship like Shangri-La, which has seen a lot of things, naturally has a way to judge its age. If the current Rubik's Cube ships are compared to humans, then the planned ships, which are only in fantasy, are naturally artificial humans. Now the technology of each camp is not perfect. Even if the appearance looks the same as an ordinary Rubik's Cube ship, the internal part may not be as perfect as the outside. Perhaps it is the internal defects and deficiencies of the flesh. Of course, it may also affect the spiritual level. While the current planned ships have power, there is always something missing in the human heart.

"Yes, yes, this is the White Eagle's territory. People from a small camp like us will be obedient."

Prince Eugen spoke insincerely and waved to his waiting companions.

"Let's go and see the dormitory that White Eagle gave us."

After she finished speaking, she mouthed the word Shangri-La.

【Let’s talk later. 】

【I am waiting for your explanation.】

Shangri-La quickly returned an unhappy look.

She suddenly missed the warrior sisters she had met before. Even though Kaohsiung was a fool who couldn't read the air at all, she was still a hundred times better than Ron, who had trouble written all over his face.

Ron put away his ship suit and followed Prince Eugen closely. She looked curiously at the environment which was completely different from that of Iron Blood, as well as the people from various camps entrenched in it. Although the fur colors of the Rubik's Cube ships were very free and their appearance and figures were much stronger than those of ordinary humans, the Rubik's Cube ships of different camps were just different existences, with completely different personalities and atmospheres. These were all things she could hardly see in Iron Blood.

"This one is from the Sakura Empire. They are basically divided into Onmyoji, Samurai, and Ninja by their abilities. They use Shikigami planes made of special paper and fight with ship-mounted swords. They are very difficult to deal with in close combat, and have many means to deal with in long-range combat. They are not easy opponents to deal with."

Prince Eugen was pleased to see her curiosity and slowed down his pace, explaining in a low voice.

"As for the appearance, it is a [beast form]. They claim that this is the manifestation of divinity. Just listen to it."

Ron nodded obediently.

"This is the royal camp, the [Noble Faction], the [Knight Faction], and the [Maid Faction] who rely on the Noble Faction. They are very united and, of course, very rich. They are rich enough to paint all kinds of patterns on their ships. The equipment is updated quickly, and the ammunition is also the most expensive. Every royal ship that goes out carries a lot of luxury items with them. Of course, there are more combat consumables, such as special bombs, disposable shields, etc. If we don't have enough supplies for this fight, it will not be wrong to ask them for them."

There was a sour note in Prince Eugen's voice, but Ron didn't hear it and just nodded. Her common sense was formed after basic thinking indoctrination, so she was fascinated by things other than information. While listening, she stared at the ghost sister from the Sakura District who sneaked out to get some fresh air, wanting to know what color the horn that looked very crisp would be when it was broken open.

The silver-haired Mikuma waved at her timidly, and the latter grinned, revealing a murderous intent that frightened Mikuma so much that he froze.

"And the White Eagles are also a very difficult faction to deal with. They have a fast technological evolution. As the United States, their style is hard to define, and they are different from us and even the other two factions. If we have to say what their characteristics are, they are high-tech. On average, the White Eagles update their ship equipment every four months, and various new technologies emerge in an endless stream. I suspect that their technical reserves are even greater than those of the Royal Family. The most recognized Rubik's Cube Ship Enterprise is the flagship of the White Eagles. They must have a planned ship, and their power may be even greater than yours. You must be more careful."

"Got it. Just find the right opportunity and tear them into pieces."

Ron said casually.

"It's difficult, and considering the public opinion, if we can't guarantee that this matter will not be discovered, we can't do it."

Prince Eugen said softly.

As their conversation came out, the entire artificial island was quiet for a moment, and then continued as if nothing had happened.

Cube ships are not cheap products that can be mass-produced, so all camps have a lot of equipment. They all have their strengths, but they also have very high weaknesses. Shields and detection are functions that all Cube ships have, and a range of several hundred meters is almost the same as saying it in your ear.

“It’s so complicated and so boring.”

Ron said glumly.

"Why is the world so complicated? Can't we just fight and kill each other?"

"No, war is complicated, so we who make a living from it can't be simple either. And wouldn't it be boring if there were only two kinds of relationships in this world?"

Prince Eugen smiled and his tone became distant.

"You have a lot to learn. Bismarck doesn't want you to be just a weapon. You are a member of the Iron Blood. The Iron Blood is not just cold steel, but also warm blood. Take a good look. In this complex world, there is also a place for you."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something and continued.

"There's also a special faction you have to remember."

"what is it call?"

Ron asked.

"Well, let's call it Azur Lane for now."

Chapter 851 Preparations before sailing

"...Well, yes, it's going relatively smoothly."

In the port area of ​​Azur Lane, under the sapphire sky, White Eagle Enterprise sat on a bench under the shade of a tree, holding a communicator and talking to the other end.

"...Is this good news? He is unlikely to refuse...What, both the Royal Army and Iron Blood have brought out the planned ships?"

Saratoga on the other side of the communicator informed White Eagle Enterprise of all the changes on the artificial island, which gave it a headache even though the company was in good shape recently.

"Well, I understand what you mean, but now it is just a private act between the two camps. If we intervene, it will indirectly force the Sakura Empire and even the people in other camps to reveal their cards. This action is to deal with a Siren Fortress, not to start the next round of military competition."

Senior Sarah on the other end seemed to have said something that made White Eagle Enterprise frown even more.

"What you said is not completely unreasonable... How about this, let Georgia prepare for war and bring the electromagnetic retraction cannon."

After giving the order, White Eagle Enterprise tiredly turned off the communication, leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes silently, and relaxed her mood. On her wrist, on the ring-shaped watch dial, the jumping light red halo was gradually turning into dark green.

This was one of Akashi's inventions, used to monitor her mental state. The metamorphosis process was inevitable, and the White Eagle Enterprise was now at the crossroads of emerging from a cocoon and becoming a butterfly. She was carefully experiencing the slow changes in her body and even her ship equipment. The faster speed and stronger power were just superficial phenomena. Her essence was being continuously optimized, and what she had to do now was to maintain peace of mind so that she could quickly transition to the next stage.

"Oh, I hope there won't be any big problems over there."

White Eagle Enterprise shook its head and turned its gaze towards the almost rebuilt command room.

Just before, Wuming discussed with her for a while and roughly determined the basic obligations and rights. As the inviter, White Eagle Enterprise generously allowed Wuming to freely choose ports and routes in White Eagle as branch bases. Each of these ports is a treasure trove that makes millions of dollars a day. The income from any port can make Wuming a super-rich man in the human world. The income generated by the routes connected to various ports is so great that even the royal aristocracy would be amazed. The profits from the richest ones are enough to equal one-tenth of the wealth of Iron Blood, and even Bismarck would want to send a fleet to rob them.

But Wuming unexpectedly asked for nothing, but only for the right to free trade, and asked White Eagle to endorse him and allow the Azur Lane port area to trade anywhere in the world.

This condition, which sounded dangerous no matter how you looked at it, made White Eagle Enterprise a little embarrassed. She discussed it with St. Louis for a while before reluctantly agreeing.

“It’s also very difficult here…”

The profits from the port are visible, and even though the profits are staggering, they can be calculated. However, this trading right has caused White Eagle Enterprise to have doubts.

"Buzz..."

While she was thinking, a slight buzzing sound flashed above the head of White Eagle Enterprise, causing her to raise her head subconsciously and see a fighter jet painted azure blue flying across the sky.

"this is......"

"Enterprise, have you seen your Grim Reaper?"

She blinked, feeling as if she was in a hallucination, then came to her senses, turned around, and saw a figure in a plain long dress waving at her.

"Why don't you speak?"

White Eagle Enterprise opened his mouth and spoke hesitantly.

"Yorktown, sis."

"Well, it seems that you are not my sister Enterprise. Come to think of it, your temperament is indeed very similar to hers. Sorry, I mistook you for the wrong one."

Yorktown stared at her for a long while before smiling awkwardly.

"No, I almost thought of you as the Yorktown sister of this world."

Both of them seemed a little hesitant, not knowing what attitude they should adopt towards each other.

After a while, Yorktown said goodbye and ran hurriedly in one direction.

White Eagle Enterprise heaved a sigh of relief only after watching her disappear.

"Really? A port like this is full of surprises..."

She smiled self-deprecatingly, her eyes dim.

The Yorktown in this world suffered almost irreparable damage in the battle and could only stay in a sanatorium all day. It was very difficult for her to move around, let alone fight. She could only find time to visit her sister on time, but every time she went there, she could clearly feel her depression and loss.

Not long after, a familiar voice suddenly came from the sky.

"Om..."

A fighter jet painted azure blue slowly descended from the sky. Its wingspan was only half a meter when spread out. It landed in front of her, swaying. A lunch basket that looked hastily tied was brought to her side by the plane.

White Eagle Enterprise watched the fighter jet drop the meal basket and then quickly take off.

There were several snacks and a bottle of orange iced tea in the basket. There was a sticker with a smiley face on it on the outside of the misty cup.

[I think we are not mentally prepared enough to face each other, but I still hope you can maintain a better mood

-----Stranger you are familiar with stays. 】

White Eagle Enterprise opened its mouth slightly, then revealed a smile that was unclear whether it was happy or sour.

"Ha, it looks like I've tasted some delicious chocolate."

After a while, accompanied by the sound of light chewing and drinking water, White Eagle Enterprise's breathing became lighter.

In the command room, Wuming was covering his face with a troubled expression. Opposite him, Marco Polo was gesticulating affectionately.

"Commander, what are you still hesitating about? The artificial island over there is so lively, it's time for us to make our debut!"

"I understand. But you suddenly barged in and asked me to immediately decide who will be traveling tomorrow. Isn't that a bit too much for me?"

Not long after the negotiation with White Eagle Enterprise ended, Wuming was naturally not so calm. He could continue to play basketball in the stadium even if something like this happened. He immediately turned around and went back to the command room, ready to think about it. Unexpectedly, Marco Polo kicked the door open and came in.

"We are leaving tomorrow. Frederick the Great, Enterprise, and Akashi are obviously not going to leave twice in such a short period of time. If we rule them out, the small boats will be ruled out. There won't be many people left who can leave."

Marco Polo said confidently.

"Besides, few of those newcomers have any experience in participating in naval battles. I have a great chance to participate in the operation with the commander!"

"Any more?"

Wuming will be present at this operation, mainly to observe his own arrangements up close and to facilitate adjustments, but the people he brings with him do need to think carefully.

"Of course."

Marco Polo grinned.

"Compared to those big shots, I don't have the time to have such a high power at this point in time. I am still a nobody. If I attract too much attention in a place like that, it won't be good for the commander's plan, right?"

Chapter 852 Oakland

"Well, that seems to make some sense."

Wuming's plan was not complicated. He just accompanied the ships of this world in a fake fight and adjusted the difficulty in real time so that they could feel the pressure while stepping into the Siren Fortress without much suspicion. If he brought the famous White Eagle flagship Enterprise, or the Royal Shadow Queen Belfast, his actions would become more likely to attract attention.

Although he would definitely attract everyone's attention as the only male present at that time, it would be a good thing to reduce his presence a little.

But his idea was different from Marco Polo's. Looking at the blue-haired girl with explosive mobility, Wuming felt that if he took her with him, he would be able to reduce a lot of attention. After all, as an energetic and ambitious man, Marco Polo was 100% thinking of causing trouble on the artificial island.

If she makes a big deal out of it, then Wuming will be able to do some small actions more easily.