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"Orange, this is a pirate's life-saving medicine. I can't live without it for a day."

Wuming shrugged. It's not just the pirates. On the oceans of this world, oranges, a fruit with a long shelf life, are life-saving medicine for everyone. Anyway, Wuming thinks they taste much better than vitamins.

Soon, the sea fish was grilled, the fish soup was served, the fruit was sliced, and the bread slices recommended by Little Yellow Chicken were added. The breakfast made by the female pirate and Manjiu was ready.

The grilled fish has firm texture, the fish soup is sweet and fresh, and it is very filling when paired with bread slices. The oranges eaten during the meal can also help to relieve the greasiness. This is a meal that is not so luxurious but is substantial enough.

The two happily finished off a small half, and the rest, along with the rest of the catch, went into Cranken's stomach. This guy looked harmless when he became smaller, but he was still a giant in essence. Fortunately, a full meal could last him ten days or half a month, otherwise, Wuming would need to consider setting up a specific feeding area for this octopus monster.

"Huh... Eating with the Commander is a different feeling. Everything tastes much better. Hehe, let's eat together again next time we have a chance. But next time, it will be the Commander's turn to cook."

Royal Fortune touched her belly contentedly. Even though she had a big appetite, her belly was still so flat and smooth. It was impossible to tell where all the food she ate went. Her words were consistent with her personality, straightforward but not annoying.

"Of course, I can't eat your food for free."

Wuming smiled and agreed.

Next time, he will show off his cooking skills. Although he is not as good as his wife Yixian, when a superhuman who is superior to ordinary people in all aspects gets serious, his cooking skills can easily surpass most humans. At least he won't be embarrassed to make something inedible.

Royal Fortune tilted its head and placed a light kiss on Wuming's face before continuing on its journey with the shrunken Kraken.

"Next time you see me, I will have found a ton of furniture coins. Commander, wait for me!"

"Then I'll look forward to it."

Watching this female pirate who was as free as the wind, Wuming shrugged and walked towards the command room.

When they arrived at the place, Wuming was about to go in when he suddenly heard some noise from inside. He poked his head at the door and saw Reno.meta fiddling with the coffee cup a little nervously, slightly adjusting the angle of the cup from time to time, but after finishing, he would adjust the angle again according to the direction. The small noise came from here.

"Hi."

Wuming greeted him at the door, and Reno.meta was so frightened that he straightened up and looked over with a nervous expression.

"You, why did you suddenly make a sound?"

Wuming said innocently.

"If I rely on Jin to make the sound, wouldn't you be more nervous?"

"Yeah, too."

Reno.meta nodded, then looked at Wuming with hope.

“Look, is the angle of this coffee cup okay?”

Wuming blinked, then stared at the coffee cup for a long time and asked hesitantly.

"What angle?"

He really couldn't figure out the so-called angle problem, and stared at it for a long time before looking at Reno.meta in confusion.

"What? The Kitchen Goddess lied to me again?"

Reno.meta looked relaxed yet annoyed, and said angrily.

"That bastard Kitchen Goddess just loves to play tricks on me!"

Wuming gave her a confused smile, forcing Reno.meta to explain a little shyly.

"The goddess of the kitchen said that when you like to drink coffee, you see the handle of the coffee cup pointing to the 37th degree north latitude... um..."

Halfway through her speech, she couldn't help but cover her face.

"It's really, really embarrassing. The Kitchen Goddess was obviously smiling when she said that."

Perhaps because she cared too much about this matter, Reno.meta became confused and even seemed a little clumsy, but Wuming knew how to comfort her.

He strolled over and gave Reno.meta a tight hug. The latter rubbed against him a little embarrassedly, but Wuming was unwilling to let go, so she just hummed and leaned on his shoulder, sniffing Wuming's scent with peace of mind.

"Wuming, do you know how I feel right now?"

"move?"

Wuming asked softly in her ear.

"Do not."

Reno.meta placed his hand gently on Wuming's waist and twisted it violently, causing him to put on a mask of pain all of a sudden.

"Pain Pain Pain Pain!"

"Hehe, it hurts?"

Reno.meta raised his head slowly, revealing an angry face.

"I didn't even cry out in pain, you philandering fellow, you left the cafeteria just to eat the couple's meal, right? The smell I smelled wasn't just from Enterprise and the others!"

Wuming's expression froze and he said with a wry smile.

"It was an accident. We just went to the beach and had grilled fish with the Royal Fortune."

Reno.meta stared at him for a long time before speaking unhappily.

"No wonder the Kitchen Goddess said that psychological counseling is always welcome. It turns out that you really are talking to the company."

Wuming watched Reno.meta's expression change from anger to sour relief. While feeling guilty, he was also a little curious about what the company said.

"Enterprise, what did she say about me?"

Reno.meta said angrily.

"She said that if you go out to eat, nine out of ten people you meet will have some unclear relationship with you!"

written request for leave

Sorry, sorry, there was an emergency. In the early morning, a friend of mine drank too much, and while walking, he fell into a trash can and broke his head. I stayed in the hospital with him a little late. I wanted to take a nap beside his bed, but I overslept. No update today.

Chapter 959: The Land Shinano Searched for

"What do you mean by unclear?"

"Why is it unclear?"

Wuming was confused, Wuming was angry, Wuming was furious.

Wuming squatted in the corner outside the command room and sighed silently. The door of the command room was locked and he was kicked out.

My dignity... Never mind, it never existed in the first place.

After Reno.meta revealed the tacit secret among everyone, Wuming felt ashamed to stay in the command room for the time being, so he just went out. Whenever he encountered such a situation, his super brain was of no use.

As he was thinking, he suddenly felt itchy on his face. He looked around, but found that there was no one around, so he fell into thinking again. But less than a moment later, he suddenly felt the illusion that something was passing across his cheek again.

Wuming blinked, his eyes moved, and he suddenly reached out to the empty space in front of him. With a light cry, a plump and warm body suddenly appeared in his arms.

This is the way the big white fox likes to travel. When she wants to play a prank, or simply doesn't want to be disturbed, people around her will always ignore her existence intentionally or unintentionally. However, there is always some kind of inexplicable connection between Wuming and his marriage ship, which allows him to always find the exact location.

"I knew it was you."

Wuming reached out and rubbed the fox's tail, making the big white fox in his arms hum comfortably.

"Shinano."

"A little while, I want to come over and see my husband."

Shinano half-closed her eyes. Even though it was already noon, she still looked half asleep and half awake. It seemed as if she never got enough sleep. For this reason, her fox dens were everywhere in the port area, allowing her to find a place to have a good sleep at any time.

"Oh, it's rare that you are so energetic this morning."

Wuming pressed his forehead against Shinano's and rubbed it gently. The latter's brows immediately relaxed and his white furry ears trembled.

Shinano raised his eyebrows slightly, trying to cheer himself up.

"My dear, I have submitted a letter of authorization to the command room."

"Power of attorney?"

Wuming opened his eyes wide in surprise. He looked at the command room across the wall and felt inexplicably guilty.

"I haven't looked at today's commission yet."

"Yes, it's yesterday's commission, husband."

Shinano made an angry expression, and even though it had no deterrent effect, it made Wuming break out in a cold sweat.

"Um, I didn't look at the document yesterday."

"You really didn't read my power of attorney? Huh, husband, that's too much."

The big white fox looked straight at Wuming's face and said angrily.

"Ah this."

Just when I was having a headache, the voice of Reno.meta came from the command room.

"Since it's yesterday's work, hurry up and finish it!"

The tone inexplicably carries a hint of sourness, which is very annoying, but one that one must endure.

"Let's go, husband."

Shinano gently pulled Wuming's arm with the hand hidden in his sleeve. In the latter's questioning eyes, he showed the aura of a helmsman for the first time in a long time and raised his hand in the direction of exit.

"First, get out!"

"Yes, yes, let's go."

Although her figure was much more mature than her face, in Wuming's hands, Shinano's weight was unexpectedly light, giving the illusion that if he threw her down the stairs, she would fall lightly.

"hiss......."

Shinano pinched Wuming's face and pulled it, saying in a dark voice.

"No, don't think of weird things."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Should I say it's worthy of being a fox?

Wuming stopped having wild thoughts. He held Shinano in both hands and could only shout at the door of the command room.

"Reno, I'll give this to you temporarily until I come back."

"But I've only been here for a few days. Are you going to hand over all these official duties to me?"

Is this appropriate?

Reno.meta wants to say this.

"They are basically just trivial matters. Just do what you think is right. The things in the port area are basically commissions. You can handle them as you see fit. If there is something you can't decide, just put it aside for the time being. If you really don't want to work, you can also leave here and eat, drink, or go somewhere to have fun."

Wuming felt that Shinano in his arms struggled a little dissatisfiedly, and the big furry tail slid through his arms, giving a silent urging.

“So free?”

Reno.meta looked at the command room that was said to have been renovated several times, and always felt that her understanding of this port area was not deep enough.

"It's always so free, Reno, you need to get used to the pace here."

Shinano's urging became more and more obvious, and Wuming's tone became faster and faster as a result.

"Anyway, keep up the pace, be yourself, and see you later."

Accompanying Reno.meta is important, but since it was a commission thrown at him yesterday, Wuming naturally needs to make up for it. There are only twenty-four hours in a day, and considering the first come first served basis, Wuming can only devote his time to the big white fox in his arms.

Reno.meta in the command room looked at the document in front of him blankly and muttered to himself.

"So, on the first day I officially joined, I became the temporary commander?"

She pressed her forehead, but instead of feeling any joy of being in power, she felt an inexplicable sense of powerlessness.

“Is this port area reliable?”

Putting aside the question of whether it was reliable or not, Reno.meta looked at the pile of two days' worth of documents, then at the empty corridor, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Let me see what your commissions are..."

With a strange pleasure similar to that of prying into privacy, Reno.meta first flipped through the pages from the bottom, trying to find out what excuse the furry little animal had prepared yesterday to monopolize Wuming's time.

"Building a mind control tower, directly controlling all the worlds encountered... Marco Polo, who is this?"

Reno.meta blinked and threw it aside impatiently. There is no shortage of such people in any world.

"Build something like this [picture], little Zeppelin... it should be those little kids."