Come and connect with me!

Before, when she didn't notice it, Lisa didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but when she thought about it carefully, it was obvious that Wuming was taking advantage of the hugging and cuddling. Even if she was a straight woman, she knew that there were differences between men and women, especially since Wuming himself was a harem man. When she thought about it this way, she felt that she was in great danger now.

"Ha ha ha, I understand. Although you are quite attractive, if you date an idiot, you will become an idiot too."

Wuming made a mock disgusted sound, then continued before Lisa got angry.

"But I feel relieved to leave Norfolk to you. If I'm still in the port area tonight, we'll see you at dinner."

After saying that, he waved his hand and turned to leave.

Lisa looked at Wuming's back angrily and bared her teeth.

"Idiot? Damn it, I'm sure this commander is a big bastard!"

Norfolk scratched his head, looked at Wuming's back, then looked at Lisa who was staring at Wuming without blinking, and felt that some wonderful change had taken place.

Lisa's adventure in the port area is about to begin, and on the other side, a new patient is being severely tortured by the doctor.

"Come on, come on, smile, don't have a stern face."

"Will this help stabilize my condition?"

In the standing mirror, there was helplessness in Auckland's eyes that were as golden as melting gold. Her black robe had been completely stripped off, and replaced by a set of fitted orange loose coat, which made her originally quite aloof temperament suddenly become homely.

"Maybe not, but at least I don't look like a bum anymore, and that should help me stabilize myself."

The Kitchen Goddess held the tablet in her hand, recording something on it from time to time. The human figure on the tablet had large red areas, showing the patient's extremely poor physical condition.

"It just doesn't look like it."

Oakland said nonchalantly.

Even without looking at the tablet, she knew her current situation was not good.

"Okay, now it's time for the Q&A. Can you tell me why you are like this? I mean, why did you turn yourself into a mobile bomb?"

The Kitchen Goddess glared at Auckland unceremoniously.

"Absorbing unlimited energy into the body, who designed this, and who agreed to this plan? It's obvious this is murder!"

"The situation was a bit bad and we just needed a bomb, that's all."

Auckland shrugged, and there was even some nostalgia in his expression.

"And they call me the walking star. Don't you think that's a cool title?"

"It's up to you. I can't go back and scold you. Besides, it's probably going to be a terrible situation."

The female Kitchen Goddess clicked her tongue and shook her head in annoyance. The patient in front of her was different from White Eagle's enterprise. The latter was very cooperative and had expectations for the future. This guy who called himself Auckland didn't have much hope at all. If it weren't for the fact that she had caused the problem herself and wanted to solve it herself, she would have died quietly in some unknown corner. Of course, the so-called unknown corner would definitely not be on this planet, otherwise it would be too tragic for all mankind to go down the same path.

"By the way, why don't you want to tell me your real name?"

The Kitchen Goddess said this as she straightened Auckland's collar.

"This is it."

Auckland's eyes moved, probably because she had a close relationship with the Kitchen Goddess from another world, so that when she saw the Kitchen Goddess's caring little gesture, there was a hint of trance in her voice.

"Perhaps, he didn't want me in this world to shoulder an ideal that is doomed to be unattainable, and to spend the rest of my life in regret."

Chapter 922: Iron Blood's Movement

“Sunscreen?”

"Bring it."

"bath towel?"

"here has."

"A change of clothes?"

“Too many to count.”

Wuming sorted out his things, put the written note on the table in the command room, turned around, and his face changed.

"Eh? Befa?"

The silver-haired head maid was wearing a light red casual dress, with her hands crossed and pressed on her lower abdomen. She was standing in front of the door of the command room with a smile on her face.

"Are you surprised, Master?"

Wuming blinked and looked at Frederick the Great and Enterprise, who were also dressed in casual clothes.

"So, do we need to go with more people?"

The time was ten minutes after I separated from Lisa, and the location was moved from the residence to the command room, but there was one more person who was scheduled.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm absolutely tight-lipped about this kind of thing."

Frederick the Great said unhappily.

"Beffa's senses are too sharp, that's all."

Enterprise smiled and nodded to the head maid.

"I'm starting to look forward to dinner tonight."

“That depends on what ingredients are available.”

The head maid said with a happy expression.

Wuming's expression relaxed a little when he saw that his wives didn't seem to be planning to engage in a firefight with their cannons.

"So, is there any place you want to go this time?"

The three beauties with different looks were silent for a moment, then looked at each other, clenched their fists high, and then fell down together!

"Stone!"

"cloth!"

"Stone!"

The next second, the expressions of the three people changed.

"Tsk, can we do it again?"

By Frederick the Great.

"It seems that I have bad luck today."

By Enterprise.

"Thank you, ladies."

Belfast, who laughed last, bowed slightly with dignity, then smiled at the stunned Wuming.

“I also have a place I want to go.”

She paused and said.

"Didn't the master bring back a planet? I want to go take a look."

"The planet we brought back... well, it's from Yi. The length of day and night there is about two-thirds of that of a normal planet. Otherwise, it wouldn't be able to stay stable in orbit. So when you think about it, it can be considered an exotic place."

Wuming understood immediately that the head maid was referring to the world bubble from the Collapse World, which was now hanging in the NieR universe and spinning quietly. The indigenous people on it had all been relocated to the NieR planet, and the planet itself was still accelerating its rotation in order to remain in orbit without a satellite. It would eventually accelerate to a day and night length of one-third of that on Earth. Now it was deserted, and for people like them who were not afraid of sudden changes in weather, it was the perfect vacation spot.

"So, Enterprise, Frederick, what do you think?"

Wuming glanced at the two of them and found that one of them was angry but admitted defeat, while the other nodded with interest, showing great interest in this trip.

"Then let's set off."

After making sure that no one had any major objections, Wuming shrugged, left the command room with his three wives, and walked into the dimensional gate.

After arriving at Planet Neil, they will transfer to a spaceship and travel all the way to this planet with an extremely fast rotation speed. Only then will the journey begin. The seaside, jungle, mountains, and glaciers will all become places they set foot on.

Wuming's journey has just begun, but the undercurrent in the main world is already intensifying.

The Iron-Blooded Prime Minister's Office.

Bismarck sat alone in the office, staring silently at the button-sized communicator in his palm.

"Knock knock knock."

"come in."

There was a knock on the door, and Bismarck put the communicator in his arms and spoke.

"Phew, taking care of kids is really tiring."

Prince Eugen yawned and said with a tired look on his face.

"Child? Which one?"

Bismarck asked doubtfully.

"Ron, she seems to be quite interested in that nameless person. I think if we don't stop her, all of our project ships will run over there."

"After all, that man is a well-known playboy. We can't expect these children, whose minds are not yet fully developed, to distinguish between good and evil."

Bismarck said lightly.

"Is Hipper back?"

"She's back with a lot of news, but you know her."

Prince Eugen shrugged, took out a tape recorder from his arms, pressed the switch, and the complete recording began to play at triple speed.

Bismarck listened silently, his expression unchanged.

After a long while, she silently pressed her forehead and spoke.

"In other words, if that Wuming is not lying, we have to board his ship?"

"That's right. The Vichy Church is not in a good state. I don't know if it's hooking up with the royal family or flirting with the White Eagle. Richelieu of Free Iris also left me a message. Haha, the first paragraph made me laugh. She actually called me [Respected Prince Eugen]. It's really rare. Last time she said I was disgusting."

Prince Eugen sneered and was very unhappy with these wavering guys.

"This is normal. Change is coming, and they have to make some preparations. Didn't we also get everything we have now after making choices? However, things are changing too fast, and we should also make plans early."

Bismarck frowned slightly, but then relaxed his brows again, maintaining his usual cold and rational appearance. As the flagship, he still needed to give his men some confidence.

"So what are you going to do? The White Eagles have a close relationship with that Wuming guy, and I'm afraid they can get the best position. The existence of the New World is eye-catching, but no matter what the plan is, it has to be quick."

Prince Eugen strolled over and leaned on the desk at a leisurely pace. He looked up at the iron-blooded flag leaning against the wall. The wind blowing in from the window made the flag rustle and flutter occasionally, revealing the broken wall behind the bright flag vaguely, which made her feel unconsciously irritated.

"Oh, I understand. I understand."

Bismarck pressed his brow and murmured.

"But we know too little about him, not even his purpose, so I can't easily make a judgment..."

She closed her eyes and said tiredly.

"Leave me alone for a moment, Eugen."

Prince Eugen did not leave as usual. She just looked at the flag that they had guarded for a long time and said.

"But you've been alone more and more recently, Bismarck. I'm really worried about you."

Upon hearing this, the Iron-Blooded flagship's eyes flickered, her thin lips opened slightly, but then she pursed them again. After a moment, she waved her hand.

"...Go out and have a good rest. You don't have to come here until your ship is renovated."

Prince Eugen was silent for a while, then stood up and left quietly.

As the door closed again, Bismarck let out a long breath and took out the button-sized communicator from his arms.

"Observer, if your purpose is to observe my panic, then I tell you, you have succeeded. Now, let's talk."

The pale green halo of the communicator showed that it was working, but there was no response from the observer for a long time. Bismarck clenched his five fingers, and his nails dug deeply into his smooth palms.

In the silent office, apart from the flag fluttering in the wind, there was only a short whisper that disappeared in the wind.

"Oh shit......"

No. 923: Run away, agent runs away

"Drip drip..."

The notification sounded for a while, then returned to silence, and after a moment, it sounded again.

The silver-haired maid who was cleaning the corridor outside the door tilted her head, picked up the broom, and continued to sweep intermittently, but the beeping sound of the notification kept ringing intermittently, which made her curious.