Come and connect with me!

Having said this, Atlanta looked at Reno again, who was now looking confused and didn't notice anything wrong at all.

"See you at lunch. I plan to go back and hand over the task before this afternoon. But before that, I don't want to be a light bulb or something."

The pink-haired sister ship shook her hair. Her much smaller figure compared to Reno made her movements look like a child pretending to be an adult.

Without waiting for Wuming to reply, she turned around and walked towards the cafeteria without any hesitation. She looked like she didn't want to stay with him for even a second, which made Wuming feel a little embarrassed.

"Has she always been like this?"

Wuming couldn't help but ask.

"Not always. Atalanta is usually the responsible type. I don't know what happened, but she seems particularly irritable today."

Reno explained quietly.

She actually did understand it a bit, so she seemed hesitant in explaining it.

"Well, should we put her matter aside for now?"

Wuming looked at Reno steadily, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand hesitantly. He gently pinched Reno's five fingers. The latter's shoulders trembled, but he did not make any move to break free from Wuming. When Atlanta left, both of them became much bolder.

"Nameless~"

Reno's voice became even softer, with a mixture of nervousness and bewilderment in his tone.

"Don't be afraid, I won't eat you."

Wuming smiled, then under Reno's dazed gaze, he took her to the beach and pointed at the fine white sand.

"Do you remember this place?"

"This...is where we first landed?"

"Yes, now that Atlanta is gone, let's just put official business aside completely. I think you should be very interested in the current situation in the port area."

Wuming smiled mysteriously at her.

"follow me!"

Chapter 1050 From Iron Blood

From the beach to various buildings, and finally arriving at the command room, Wuming and Reno were still deepening their relationship, but Atlanta had already arrived at the cafeteria.

"Atlanta?"

As soon as I entered the cafeteria, I heard a call. The voice was very familiar, but the tone was full of doubt.

She looked in the direction of the voice and spoke in a surprised tone.

"Haman?"

"Of course it's Haman!"

Harman looked at Atlanta, who was only slightly taller than her, with joy, her eyes filled with emotion.

"Besides Sister York City, the person I want to see most is you!"

"So, I died in another world?"

Atlanta tilted his head and looked at the familiar face in front of him. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to keep a distance.

"Uh, wait a minute!"

Harman froze where he was, then found Atlanta's ID in the port's registration list. He discovered that the latter's profile picture showed that he was an outsider, and he immediately pursed his lips.

"Alas, it's not Atlanta in the harbor."

"I'm sorry, but I'm not the type to pretend to be someone else."

Atlanta held out his hand to Harman.

"I am Atlanta from White Eagle. I think you and I in this world meet almost every day. But if you must be serious, this is the first time I meet you."

Never take advantage of others, and never be attached to things that do not belong to you, Atlanta said uprightly.

"Well, in every sense, they are exactly the same."

Harman muttered in embarrassment and immediately squeezed Atlanta's hand.

"You should be here with that guy Reno."

As a registered outsider, Atlanta's information was placed on the port's network without any restrictions, so that the ship girls in the port could know the current situation.

"That's right, but I also let her go free. As for where she is now, it depends on what your commander thinks."

"Humph, I knew the Commander was a lecherous guy!"

Hamanman snorted heavily, very annoyed.

"How can York City sister be inferior to Reno?"

Atlanta's eyebrows jumped when she heard that, she blinked and spoke.

"Wait, you mean, Sister York is with him too?"

"Yes."

"And Enterprise....he's a complete asshole!"

There are people from all camps in this port area, but even so, the cube ships from the outside world basically focus more on supernovas such as camp leaders or planning ships. These are considered big shots in the ships, and their every move will be watched. As a member of the White Eagle, Atlanta certainly knows that Enterprise and Wuming are together in another world, but it was only until the last second that she realized that Wuming had taken Enterprise's sister away!

"Wait, then, is Sister York City still bedridden?"

After she calmed down, Atlanta thought of Yorktown in this world, where she was recovering on a sanatorium island. She was unable to move and needed treatment every day to recuperate.

"No, it's all right now. She's here now."

Harman said this while pointing out the direction, allowing Atlanta to look over there. She saw a gentle silver-haired beauty who had noticed their actions and was now raising her hand and waving with a smile.

"Want to go over and take a look?"

Harman asked quietly.

"I......"

Atlanta was a little surprised when she saw the smile that she hadn't shown for a long time in her memory, but she calmed herself down and walked towards Yorktown.

Perhaps the most valuable thing about this port is its medical technology that is far ahead of its time.

Just as Atlanta in the harbor secretly made up her mind to find a way to cure Yorktown in this world, another place was also looking for a way out.

"Anyway, I have to pay the price as agreed. The Iron Blood cannot stagnate because of me."

In the Iron Chancellery, Bismarck crossed her hands, resting them on her smooth chin, and looked at the candidate in her mind with a scrutinizing gaze.

"What do you think?"

In the office, Bismarck's words made the atmosphere here freeze as if it was about to freeze. Prince Eugen frowned, while the other person seemed much more straightforward.

"I don't understand you, Bismarck. If this is a joke, it must be the worst joke you have ever told in your life."

"Plans cannot keep up with changes. I have to pay the price for my decision. It's that simple. I didn't mention the specifics to you in order to prevent you from doing stupid things."

Bismarck's eyes were fixed on the black-haired woman, who had pale skin and cold amber eyes. Anyone who was stared at by these eyes would often feel that they had been locked by her and irreversibly turned into a small insect wrapped in resin.

"So, you want to choose one of us to be the flagship of the Iron Blood?"

Prince Eugen asked, biting his finger.

"Well, to be honest, this is terrible timing, but I couldn't have it any other way."

There was a sigh in Bismarck's voice. This attitude might not be uncommon on flagships of other camps, but it was an unprecedented weak attitude for Bismarck.

"Then let Hutten be the flagship."

Almost in the next second, Prince Eugen gave the answer. She spread her hands and spoke in a relaxed tone.

"The flagship cannot be too fragile. I am about to die after taking a few bullets. I am not suitable for such a high-risk job."

Unlike the president of the human world, the flagship of a Rubik's Cube ship is first a ship, and then it has the responsibilities extended from this identity. Therefore, its combat effectiveness must be sufficiently guaranteed, and it also needs to demonstrate its strength in order to give confidence to the people under its command.

"Iron Blood has no shortage of capable fighters, Eugen. Your intelligence is far more useful than your weakness."

Huteng added lightly.

"Besides, if the flagship assessment standard is to see who can fight better, even if you are in good shape, you will not be my opponent."

Her expression was serious, and there was a sense of certainty in everything she said and did.

"So, you go be the flagship."

After a pause, Hutten turned his gaze to Bismarck, who remained silent.

"My strength should be able to reduce your cost a little. Bismarck, take me with you. I want to stand by you through thick and thin."

Prince Eugen sighed and looked at Hutten in surprise.

"I never thought that the person who could connect with me so well would be you, Hu Teng."

The latter looked at her silently, waiting for her next words.

"But I think I know who's asking for the debt. Excuse me, your fist isn't strong enough. Bismarck needs someone who can help her find a solution."

Having said this, Prince Eugen also looked at Bismarck.

"So, what's your decision?"

Chapter 1051 I've Come To Bargain

"Drip drip!"

"......So what were you thinking at the time? Did you really think that the previous experience was all a dream?"

"Maybe I landed on my head."

The command room has been rebuilt several times, but one thing that has been reproduced every time is the room where he placed Reno who was knocked unconscious by Frederick the Great. It is simply furnished, and the door faces the direction of the beach. However, with the expansion of the port area, this place has long been far away from the beach, but the internal structure remains the same as that time.

Wuming and Reno talked about their experiences at that time. The latter was very interested in Wuming's past, and at the same time did not forget to tease him about the time he lived in White Eagle.

"But maybe I should be grateful..."

"Drip drip drip!"

Reno opened his mouth, but was interrupted by the sudden prompt tone, but continued.

“We should be grateful to…”

"Drip drip drip drip!"

She finally shifted her gaze from Wuming to Wuming's pocket.

"Um, is there someone looking for you?"

Wuming nodded with a heavy face.

The most important thing about a date is to maintain the atmosphere. If the atmosphere is right, wandering around the street foolishly will feel romantic. If the atmosphere is not right, a candlelight dinner will seem tacky and a sea of ​​flowers will seem cliché.

"Don't worry about me. Well, only at this moment do I realize that you are a commander."

Reno stood up and tilted his head with a smile.

"Didn't I look like a commander before?"

"No, he looks more like a rich young man from the royal family. He seems to be a little busier now. He finally feels like a commander."

As he spoke, Reno pointed his finger at his lips, making a gesture to stop talking.

"See you later, Noname."

"Um, see you later, Reno."

Wuming listened to the sound of the door opening and closing again, and looked at the closed door with a subtle expression.

He originally wanted to go with Reno to see who the call was from, which would certainly give the latter a greater sense of trust. In his experience, getting closer is the ultimate goal of a date, both physically and psychologically, and the structure of human beings means that these two are essentially the same thing and neither is indispensable. However, Reno's attitude of not being interested in his secrets made Wuming a little confused.

Should I respect his privacy or still want to keep my distance?

I don't understand.

He thought about it again and again, but still couldn't understand the logic. In the end, he answered the call with a gloomy face.

"I'm ready. You Sirens can collect the price whenever you want. It's up to you."

Bismarck spoke calmly. She was in the picture, wearing casual clothes, contrary to her usual style. Her long golden hair was loose and fell neatly on her shoulders. There was no emotion in her deep blue eyes. The black wide-brimmed military cap that could almost be regarded as her body was nowhere to be found. There was no identification on her plain linen coat that could prove her identity. If it were not for her appearance that was far more outstanding than that of an ordinary human woman, she would have been just a common blonde girl in the countryside.