Come and connect with me!

"You can go out. This place is not so easy for ordinary people to survive, but this standard does not apply to us..."

Wuming opened his mouth and looked at the sandstorm outside the window that had been blowing for several hours. He then looked at his three wives who had changed into their swimsuits and suddenly felt bored.

The environment of the earth is formed by many coincidences. Now that the moon is gone, the planet's rotation speed has accelerated. The consequences are that plants are dying, storms are endless, the temperature on the ground is dropping, and the whole world has become bad, so bad that people have no interest in traveling.

Even if these seemingly exaggerated natural disasters could not really harm them, staring at the dim light and staying in a place where half of their mouths were filled with sand was completely incompatible with the word romance, and this date was obviously ruined.

The head maid looked a little embarrassed. She looked at the sandstorm outside the window a little awkwardly, still trying to remedy the situation.

"This planet is so big, maybe, I mean maybe, we can find a place where we can go out and get some fresh air."

Enterprise shook his head slightly, a look of disappointment on his face.

"I'm sorry, Befa. The only places with air circulation are probably underground rivers or some valleys. I don't think the scenery you can experience will be better than the port area."

"I have a lot of things to say to you, maid."

Frederick the Great crossed her legs, and the tight swimsuit was made of skimpy material, exposing a large area of ​​her fair skin to the air, which made her even more reluctant to go out.

"But the situation can hardly get any worse now, and you'd better satisfy me by dinner time."

Belfast gave her a slightly grateful look, and the latter rolled her eyes in boredom.

Wuming looked out the window and had no intention of going out. When an energetic man stayed in a room filled with beautiful women, the wind and rain outside were not as attractive to him as these small pieces of colorful cloth he was wearing.

"But before dinner, why don't we watch a movie first? There's wine and snacks in the refrigerator of the spaceship."

Wuming patted the head maid's shoulder gently and squeezed her hand encouragingly.

"Take a short break. Although this planet is not suitable for dating, we have a spaceship. We can hover in the planet's orbit and look at the world below us and the stars around us, or simply head for outer space. Don't worry too much, Befa. The purpose of a date is to go to a strange place with your loved ones. With you around, even if I stay in the bottomless abyss, it's no different from heaven for me."

Belfast blinked and kissed the corner of his lips as a reward for his increasingly sweet mouth.

"Master, sometimes, Befa really wants to sew your mouth shut."

She reached out and stroked Wuming's cheek, muttering something.

"When you want to hear some sweet talk, just untie it, so you don't have to be jealous of others."

There is a big difference between loving you and loving you all, at least the head maid can still tell the difference.

"Ah, this, I always feel that since everyone's meta process started, the words they occasionally say always make me feel cold."

Wuming said with a dry laugh.

"This is an illusion, Master."

The head maid smiled.

Chapter 927: Acting as a Hero

The Jade Rabbit sets in the west, the scorching sun rises in the east, and another day has passed.

The Azur Lane port area also ushered in a brand new morning.

"Good morning, Commander."

"Morning, Cleveland."

After saying hello to Cleveland, who always maintained a good schedule, Wuming ran with her in tacit understanding all the way until they ran a circle around the port area, which marked the end of their morning exercise.

At the usual breakfast time, in the cafeteria, Wuming not only saw a bunch of familiar faces, but also saw Auckland as expected. He couldn't tell whether yesterday's treatment was really effective, but he could still see that this cold meta ship had changed into a new look.

"Auckland, the new clothes suit you very well."

"Mr. Wuming, you are too polite."

She nodded reservedly to Wuming and continued to enjoy her simple meal. It seemed that this was, in some sense, the dividing line between maturity and immaturity. Even though the food in the canteen in the port area tasted good, there were always some people who remained restrained. In contrast, the doctor sitting opposite her had his plate piled high, and when he realized that he could not finish it, he would quietly pass some food to Auckland when he lowered his head.

First it was the small cake, and then when he saw that Auckland didn't seem to notice, he stuffed a pistol kick in.

"The women's kitchen..."

【Shh! 】

Wuming opened his mouth, and the Kitchen Goddess opposite him silently made a gesture of silence. Wuming blinked, looked at the only bread and water that Auckland had before, and understood the Kitchen Goddess' intention. He nodded slightly and said no more.

Auckland sighed only after Wuming left the cafeteria.

"You are so childish, Goddess of the Hearth."

"You're eating happily with me, aren't you? Be happy. This world is not really without fun."

Upon hearing this, Oakland silently pressed her forehead and continued to face the bombardment from the doctor. Ever since she was diagnosed as being unhealthy both physically and mentally, Oakland has heard all kinds of chicken soup every once in a while. Frankly speaking, this method is not very clever, but after hearing it so many times, she seems to be really not so stubborn.

Auckland held her face with lifeless eyes. In the nameless port area, the long-lost warmth made her fall into memories again and again. However, unlike the peaceful atmosphere here, in her memory, everyone was usually serious and distant. The non-stop fighting made the human side of her companions gradually disappear, and was replaced by machine-like coldness.

"Oakland?"

"I am listening."

"When you say that, you're telling me that you're not actually listening!"

The kitchen lady said angrily, unceremoniously exposing Oakland's disguise.

The meta in front of him was difficult to deal with, this guy had too few flaws and his mind had never relaxed, which meant that even talking to her was considered part of the battle, this kind of patient was the type that doctors feared most.

How can I make her relax?

Just as I was thinking about it, a small figure appeared at the cafeteria door after a long absence. She shook her tail behind her and yawned loudly.

"Well, we want meat, drinks, and some vegetables and green peppers. Prepare four servings for me!"

Under the black hairstyle is a round face. Compared with the oval face after adulthood, this version of her still has a childishness that cannot be shaken off. She is not used to getting up early, and she staggers with every step, making the metal bell in her hair make a crisp sound.

"This child doesn't eat vegetables..."

The Kitchen Goddess's brows were twisted into knots. She looked at Auckland and found that she was eating her salad honestly. Then she nodded with satisfaction, then stood up and walked towards the boat.

"Xiao Chicheng, are you bringing them food today?"

"Hehe, I came here out of mercy, unable to resist their pleas."

Seeing the Kitchen Goddess coming over, little Akagi's round eyes showed an undisguised look of disgust. Then, noticing this, the Kitchen Goddess happily stuffed green peppers into little Akagi's lunch box.

"Oh, little Akagi is amazing, then eat more vegetables."

"Hey, hey, I don't want this thing!"

"What? I didn't hear you!"

The female Kitchen Goddess had a malicious look on her face and poured vegetables into their four lunch boxes. Among the four little boats, little Beifa was the most well-behaved and the most reassuring when it came to eating. Unlike her adult body, she was a good child who was consistent in her appearance and heart. But even knowing this, she did not show mercy and did not let go of any of the four lunch boxes. After all, the moral integrity of the remaining three was hard to guarantee.

When the Kitchen Goddess came back, she was in high spirits, leaving behind little Akagi with a sad face. Her big tail was hanging down limply, as if it had been burned out.

"You even bully children?"

Auckland's eyebrows twitched, his expression a little surprised.

"I am a complete racial egalitarian. I treat everyone equally from birth to death."

The Kitchen Goddess said complacently.

"Thank you for your hint. I am really grateful that I can have the same treatment as this child."

Auckland rolled his eyes silently, realizing the bad temper of the Kitchen Goddess.

"That's good to know. Remember to eat more. Later, accompany me to help Yixian water the vegetables. I want to try and see what you can do to relax."

After laughing, the Kitchen Goddess did not forget her business and reminded Auckland.

"Don't worry, it'll only take half an hour, then come with me for a drink, and then..."

When Oakland heard this, he fell into a daze again.

She really wanted to say that compared to the traditional way of relaxation such as getting in touch with nature and breathing fresh air, she has actually learned how to empty her mind and let her imagination run wild when facing the super-wordy doctor, so as to fight against the nagging attacks of the Kitchen Goddess.

Then again, what about that child? Is it the child of the human named Wuming and the ship?

This thought did not last long in Oakland's mind. She would have been very curious about the children of humans and ships in the past, but now she didn't have the heart to pay much attention to it.

However, the Kitchen Goddess has not changed at all. It seems that no matter which world she is in, she is a competent doctor who will care about her companions in every possible way. It's just that in her world, the company opened by Tata that attracts the most attention from the Kitchen Goddess. But now, she has replaced the company and become the focus of others' attention.

Auckland was daydreaming when he saw Akagi carrying a big bag and walking out of the cafeteria with a bitter face. As she moved, a piece of paper slipped out from her wide sleeves.

Auckland blinked and was about to speak out a reminder, but she saw that Xiao Akagi had already left in a hurry. She had to shut her mouth and hooked her finger on the note, and the paper immediately flew towards her.

While the Kitchen Goddess was still chattering, Auckland quietly looked down.

【Little Akagi, play the hero...】

Chapter 928 A Few Things About Prince Eugen

Port area command room.

Wuming rubbed his eyes, and a long-lost feeling of drowsiness surged into his heart, forcing him to do something to cheer himself up.

"Prince Eugen has sent us a request to enter the port."

Prince Eugen spoke.

Wuming blinked, looked at his serious wife, and couldn't help but put his hand on her forehead.

"Honey, do you have a cold?"

"It's me in this world, you know what I mean."

Prince Eugen raised her head and let Wuming's hand slide across her cheek. The dry and warm hand then held her face and caressed it gently.

"I know, but what I don't know is why you are angry."

This iron-blooded ship girl who always looks cynical is not as indifferent as she seems. When a person really enters her heart, the soft nature under Prince Eugen's hard shell is fully revealed, and she has a tendency to turn from a cat-type girlfriend to a dog-type girlfriend.

"When you don't know that, I have every reason to be angry."

Prince Eugen said unhappily, but her expression was obviously much more relaxed.

Wuming shrugged, stood up from the desk, walked around behind Prince Eugen, and gave her a shoulder massage with a flattering look on his face.

"Then how can I make it up to you?"

"Hmm, you've learned to be smart."

Prince Eugen glanced at him, and the latter smiled dryly and blinked.

The normal process should be that he starts to guess, and then tells a bunch of things himself and lets Prince Eugen decide what made her angry. However, the disadvantage of having many wives is that anything you say can anger another wife.

"Tsk, just yesterday, you and Enterprise and the others just left a note and ran away!"

"Oh, it's that thing... There's nothing we can do about it. It started with one person, then it became two, and finally the third person found out. Our big family is destined to be no smaller than that when we travel."

Wuming breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had been discovered while fooling around with Champagne and the others last time.

"So you just left without saying goodbye?"

"Actually, I also wanted to go on a date with you without saying goodbye, but it wasn't you that I met at that time."

Prince Eugen snorted and looked at Wuming with half-closed eyes.

When Wuming saw this scene, he immediately leaned over and kissed Prince Eugen on the cheek. The latter pointed to the other side of his face expressionlessly. Wuming obediently leaned over and kissed him. Finally, Prince Eugen, with his expression thawed, raised his face, pouting his lips slightly, and let their heads get closer and closer. After a long time, this iron-blooded ship girl, who seemed not so easy to please, finally smiled contentedly.

"I don't allow you to use this kind of coaxing method on others."

There was a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

"No, it took me a long time to come up with this."

Wuming complained, his arms tightly wrapped around Prince Eugen's strong waist.

"Tsk, then don't let me find out. I'm much harder to appease than you think."

She raised her swan-like delicate neck and pouted proudly, with a faint sheen on her lips, making her look even more alluring.

"That's difficult. I can only try not to make you angry."

"cut."

Whispering sweet words to Wuming and using Wuming's arms as a pillow, Prince Eugen squinted his eyes comfortably, and after a while, he spoke softly.

"I have a feeling that when I come to Hong Kong again in this world, many things will be different."

"What difference can there be? She is probably here to discuss cooperation. We will just sell whatever Iron Blood wants. What else can change?"

Wuming sniffed Prince Eugen's hair and could smell a faint scent of grass, which reminded him of the wedding dress of the ship girl in his arms. At that time, she was wearing a cornflower-style head flower. Compared to the strong-smelling roses, Prince Eugen preferred this less delicate little flower.