Come and connect with me!

[I can repair the house now! 】

Two signs with words on them were thrown aside, and a wild bird started to work with a chuckle.

Compared to lazy commanders and ship girls who are only good at fighting, this kind of Rubik's Cube derivative takes on too many things other than fighting, such as cooking, moving bricks, driving ships, and even repairing houses and doing decoration, and is good at everything.

After being driven out by Captain Ju, Wuming and Champagne could only stay outside the door. The room had become Manju's personal territory.

"Husband, I'm back."

Noshiro had a long sword hanging from her waist, and she looked a little depressed. There were signs that her sword had been unsheathed, and she looked listless.

"What happened?"

"that is......."

Noshiro was about to speak when a breathless shout came from behind him.

"You, stop!"

Behind Noshiro, a woman with black hair in a ponytail was jogging towards him with a rather embarrassed look on her face. She was wearing a relatively formal navy uniform, which made her particularly conspicuous among the crowd of ship girls who were dressed strangely on the artificial island.

"The competition isn't over yet, why are you leaving midway?"

Wuming blinked, paused at the visitor's bright yellow eyes, then looked at the bulging white military uniform jacket, then nodded in understanding.

"Kaohsiung....."

Hearing Wuming's subconscious words, the female samurai from Sakura Empire turned her head reluctantly and glared at him fiercely.

"You're the commander who bewitched Noshiro, right? What did you do to her?"

Wuming gave Noshiro a confused look, and the latter gave him a lifeless look in return.

"Hey, you two, stop ignoring me!"

Seeing these two people flirting with each other in front of her, Kaohsiung became even more furious. She put her hand on the hilt of the knife and exerted force suddenly, but found that her arm tightened. The Noshiro who always looked speechless was now standing in front of her. In terms of height, she was taller and her figure was more prominent. Naturally, a taller body would bring more power, and longer arms would also increase her attack distance. Generally speaking, these are advantages in a duel.

Of course, this is generally speaking.

Noshiro grasped Kaohsiung's wrist with one hand, clamping her sword-drawing action, making it impossible for this female warrior who was good at suppressing her opponents head-on to even draw her sword.

"Oh, damn it!"

Kaohsiung was both angry and powerless. She glared at Wuming hatefully and took two steps back. Noshiro also let go of her hand, allowing the hurried female warrior to leave in a hurry.

"Just wait and see!"

After uttering harsh words to Wuming, Kaohsiung ran away angrily again, looking a little embarrassed from behind.

Wuming didn't understand what was going on, so he asked.

"So, what's going on with her?"

Noshiro sighed and frowned in distress.

"To make a long story short, it's that Auckland's fault!"

Auckland created many rumors on the artificial island, and the one that concerned Kaohsiung the most was that evil humans used evil skills to control innocent Rubik's Cube ships, and Noshiro was of course one of them.

When she and others were gathering information everywhere, she naturally would not deliberately bypass the Sakura Empire base. She was a ship girl of the Sakura Empire, and it was easier for her to talk to her local partners. But the bad thing was that Kaohsiung was old-fashioned and believed in the rumors. At the same time, she believed in the samurai's way of thinking. She thought that even if she was controlled, she could use weird things like [guts] and [strength] to resist. Noshiro should give up the dark and join the light, turn against her enemies, surrender with courtesy, return to the arms of the Sakura Empire, and serve Nagato together with her. That was the right thing to do.

When things develop to this point, words are no longer useful and the only option in the end is war.

After three defeats, Kaohsiung still couldn't let it go. Finally, Noshiro couldn't stand it anymore and had to hide from her and come back.

"...Anyway, that's it. It's so troublesome to be so stubborn. You just won't listen to advice."

Noshiro said this with a helpless look on his face.

The purpose of fighting is to resolve disputes. If the result of the fighting cannot point to this purpose, the fighting itself is meaningless.

"Are there any clues from the Sakura Empire?"

Wuming looked at Noshiro with a hint of sympathy and continued to ask.

"No, because of Auckland's condition, Soryuu and Atago planned to wait for you, Commander, to come and have a look. They don't know much about Auckland, and I don't think they are lying."

Noshiro stroked her beloved long sword. This gorgeous snow-colored long sword could not only serve as an aid in battle, but also stabilize her mind in the form of sword Zen, allowing her clear and calm mind to reflect all the details around her, thereby distinguishing the true from the false and understanding the changes in people's hearts.

"Well, let's just ignore her for now. I don't think she has any ill intentions towards us if she acts like a joke."

Wuming said this and looked at Manqiu who was working diligently inside the door.

"Except that it's difficult to find accommodation."

Manju moved very quickly, quickly laying the floor and making partitions in the room, and even had time to make sheets and quilt covers on the spot. It was quite funny to see a chubby chicken doing these delicate tasks with its short hands.

"Hey, Commander."

After they chatted for a while, Tianying's voice came along with the sound of footsteps.

"I collected a lot of gossip, all kinds of gossip."

She walked slowly towards him, carrying a bamboo basket on her arm.

"I also got some biscuits and black tea in the royal dining room. Even though the environment was terrible, I still had to drink tea."

"Pour me a cup of tea. I have also gathered a lot of useful information!"

Marco Polo also came back at this time. She was leaning on a scepter. Although she looked a little tired, she was in good spirits.

"Please enjoy."

Tianying snapped his fingers, unfolded the ship equipment, and used it as a temporary table. He took out a tablecloth from the bamboo basket and spread it on the table, and it became a simple dining table.

The warm black tea filled the teacup. Marco Polo drank it in small sips before heaving a sigh of relief.

"Because this is a large-scale operation, in addition to the guys from the four major camps, there are also people from the Northern Alliance, Free Iris, Vichy Theocracy, and Donghuang. Oh, and Sardinia will also send people. This kind of large-scale operation that can increase international influence should allow us to meet some high-level people. Oh, I also got the list. Richelieu from Free Iris will definitely come, and Jean Bart will definitely lead the Vichy team. As for Sardinia, one of the three will definitely come from Littorio, Veneto, and Roma. As for the Northern Alliance, at least one person from Aurora and Kursk will come, and as for Donghuang, it should be Anshan who will come."

In just an hour, Marco Polo obtained accurate information, which surprised Wuming.

"Hehe, there's more to it than that."

Marco Polo smiled mysteriously.

"Because they feel that the Siren's actions are getting more and more aggressive, they plan to prioritize alleviating internal conflicts."

She said with a grin.

"The most important thing is to promote the merger of the Iris Theocracy!"

Chapter 864: Dinner Together

The two camps, which were split because of their beliefs, or passively because of their beliefs, belonged to Azur Lane and Red Axis respectively. They were unstable elements in the two camps. On the one hand, they were slacking off and not working hard, and on the other hand, they were not convinced by the flagships of their respective camps. For the Iron Bloods and Sakura Empire, the role of the little sister Jean Bart was to strengthen their momentum to resist Azur Lane.

For White Eagle and Royal, one more Richelieu or one less Richelieu is not very important, as they do not lack this little combat power anyway.

Although the Iris Theocracy has some hidden technologies, it is basically impossible to share these technologies with the allies. Secondly, there are some strange restrictions.

The existence of the Theocracy is similar to that of Sakura Empire, but unlike Sakura Empire, it did not come up with the concept of a true god on earth like the human god Nagato. The Theocracy believed in gods, and thus obtained some powerful holy relics. The most powerful of these was divided into two by Richelieu and Jean Bart, with each of them keeping a part. If an Iris Theocracy could make that weapon reappear, then the Iris Theocracy would have a necessity to exist.

Just like the disappearance of the Iris Theocracy.

Marco Polo explained for a long time before these guys who didn't understand the situation understood the significance of the reorganization of the Church.

“It feels so complicated…”

Cleveland scratched his hair, showing no interest in all these complicated matters.

"Alas, if you were an ordinary human being, knowing this information in advance would be enough to make you a fortune."

Marco Polo despaired of Cleveland's understanding. She leaned her hands on the ship's dining table and spoke seriously to Wuming.

"Commander, now is a good opportunity, we can take advantage of the situation to place a bet..."

Wuming said with equal seriousness.

"and then?"

"Then... well, it doesn't seem to be of any use."

She smacked her lips and spoke in a slightly dull tone.

"These rotten fish and shrimp are just useless things. I can overthrow an entire camp by myself. It's a pity that my amazing wisdom cannot be put to good use."

Wuming opened his mouth, wanting to remind her that astonishing wisdom was not a good word.

"Before we talk about your amazing wisdom, let's first consider the issue of accommodation, Your Holiness."

Tianying said with a smile.

Although field doctors are highly respected and can heal soldiers' bodies, they are often powerless to heal their souls. She also has great respect for the Pope who holds the power of the church.

"Well, come to think of it, Manju is quite efficient at work."

Marco Polo took a look inside and found that the floor had been almost laid and the rooms were separated by partitions. Apart from the yellow chicken logo embroidered on the floor which looked a bit out of place, it seemed like a pretty good hotel.

"Bringing Captain Chu was the second smartest move I made."

Wuming looked at the chubby yellow chicken waving its short hands, leaving behind an afterimage, with a look of approval on his face.

"Second? What's the first smart move?"

Tianying asked a little confused.

"Probably because they chose a fleet that can handle any emergency."

Wuming said with a smile.

If it was that individual ship girl who came to ask, his answer would be more specific.

"Wow, what a cunning answer, Commander."

Tianying reacted quickly and gave Wuming a playful look.

Everyone was eating and drinking together when they heard a burst of dense footsteps. Wuming looked up and saw Jean Bart coming with her fleet. He glanced at the lineup and found it not very good. He felt that the front row was too fragile and the back row's output was not good enough. From a player's perspective, it was a disaster.

However, this world does not have so many high-level ships, and there is no experience point for winning a fight. A powerful ship must be accompanied by a powerful camp, and vice versa. The White Eagle Enterprise is strong because the White Eagle Federation is strong. The existence of the Rubik's Cube ships is equivalent to the combination of technology and national strength, and neither is indispensable. The Vichy Church, which lacks both, will naturally not be strong.

"Excuse me, Your Excellency Commander Unknown."

Wuming was looking at the Vichy Church when he felt Noshiro pulling at the corner of his clothes. He turned around and happened to meet the eyes of a black-haired girl with animal ears, who smiled and waved at him.

"I hope you don't mind my intrusive visit."

"Oh, you are, Ms. Atago?"

Wuming asked hesitantly.

The mature woman in front of him was somewhat similar to Kaohsiung, but the latter always had a stern face and a cold look, which was completely different from the feeling she gave people. Although both of them were extremely beautiful, there was no way to mistake their identities.

Moreover, the teardrop mole under her right eye made her identity obvious, making Wuming's hesitation seem extremely certain.

"Well, Mr. Wuming has an excellent eye."

Atago openly admitted her identity. This beautiful ship girl who was in charge of [Sese] in the early days of Azur Lane was not very famous in this world where there were no high-level observers. She was a qualified warrior and was not averse to fighting. She had always been ambiguous towards both Nagato and Akagi. She was a smart woman with enough scheming, which did not quite match her identity as a samurai. However, such people were not uncommon in Sakura Empire. The fox-type strategists and wise men were racking their brains, thinking about the future of Sakura Empire with mystical divination and more realistic calculations. The adults high up in the castle tower were waiting for the results calmly. There was not much a warrior like her could do.

"I'm here because of Foolish Sister. She sometimes makes mistakes easily and is always criticized for it. This time, she even had a conflict with Miss Noshiro from Guigang District. I am here to apologize to you on behalf of Foolish Sister for the time being."

Unlike the always calm older sister in Wuming's impression, the Atago in front of him seemed uneasy, or rather, she hoped Wuming thought she was uneasy.

"It's nothing to me. If Noda doesn't mind, I can forgive her offense."

Wuming has always been indifferent, but although he has a good impression of the woman in front of him, his wife's mood is more important. He looked at Noshiro, who took a deep breath and spoke.

"Remember to make it clear to Kaohsiung that my husband and I love each other, and it's definitely not what she thinks. Don't challenge me to a duel next time. I'm not that obsessed with winning or losing. If she hadn't said bad things about my husband, I wouldn't bother to compete with her!"

Upon hearing this, Atago looked at Wuming in surprise, and was once again convinced that he must have used some strange skills.

"I understand. Thank you again for your generosity. I will keep Kaohsiung in check."

Having said this, Atago turned her gaze towards Wuming again.

"Now that personal matters are over, the next thing is official matters."

She said seriously.

"It is reported that Lord Akagi has ordered that His Excellency Wuming be invited to the Sakura Empire for dinner. What do you think?"

Chapter 865: Didn’t you see it all?

After accepting Atago's invitation, Wuming sent a message to Javelin who was still playing in the Royal Palace. The latter replied with a smiley face and said that he would arrive on time.

"So what should we do next?"