Come and connect with me!

In the illusion, a ferocious dragon head broke through the water surface, bathing in the flames, steaming the sea and dividing the sea water. These terrifying high-temperature liquids were not as hot as the body of the mechanical dragon, and the cold water could not extinguish the scarlet fire in the dragon's eyes!

The next moment, the second head also emerged from the sea, followed by a third dragon head made entirely of flames and magma. Under the three dragon heads, the outline of a human figure had already appeared.

"Ah...I think I've slept for too long. I'm a little groggy, haha."

Unlike the roaring incessant roar in the phantom, the voice of the person who came was unexpectedly cold, as if the passionate part had been evaporated by the lava dragon behind him, and the remaining part would naturally be as cold as snow water.

"Well, are you welcoming me?"

She muttered to herself a little confused. As she woke up, the fog around her quickly dissipated. The phantom of the sea, the ferocious dragon head, and the scenes that could make one feel the scorching heat just by looking at them all disappeared one by one, leaving only a tall beauty with silver hair and golden eyes.

"She...why is she dressed like this?"

Atlanta, the only one who saw the shipment from the dock for the first time, asked in a low voice.

"Well, this question is a bit too sharp."

Yorktown smiled and said nothing more. After all, Atlanta didn't see the situation when she came back last time. If she had seen it, she wouldn't have stared at her sister and asked questions.

For example, the White Eagle Enterprise on the light screen had already seen the [Yorktown Swimsuit], which shocked her for a long time. Now seeing the dress of the visitor, she was not surprised at all except for showing an expression of no surprise.

Wuming scratched his head, knowing that it was his turn to perform.

"Yo-ho, Egil."

As he greeted her, he winked at the head maid, who bowed slightly and disappeared in a flash.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"Everything is fine, except that I don't know what's going on."

The silver-haired maid named Egil had an indifferent look, as if nothing could change her expression. Only when she saw Wuming did a gentle smile ripple in her golden eyes.

"To put it simply, it's probably like this..."

Wuming said as he turned his gaze towards her.

Egil's current appearance has nothing to do with his appearance in the illusion. A streak of crimson dyed among his silver hair is particularly eye-catching. What is more eye-catching than the silver hair is the twisted dragon horns sticking out of his hair. Katyusha beside the dragon horns restrains these wild parts, trying to make her look more submissive, but it only highlights Egil's unrestrained and cold temperament.

Beneath the cold and beautiful face, there is a voluptuous figure that is not inferior to anyone else. The maid outfit, which was originally specially made for the royal maids with good figures, was also bulged high by her natural armor, as if it was about to tear the clothes apart. The black and white maid outfit did not show the sense of restraint it should have on her. Instead, it made her body look even looser. Under the collar that could hardly cover her plump thighs, there were large areas of exposed skin. The delicate white silk wrapped her thighs properly, showing her well-proportioned and strong outlines without reservation. The white silk and the snow-white skin intersected and set off each other, and for a moment, it was difficult to tell which side looked whiter and more attractive.

"I see. However, Minato was unable to take control of such a weak world immediately. Phew, those damn Sirens are so annoying!"

Egil snorted, and like all ambitious iron-blooded ship girls, she declared that she wanted to rule the world.

"I don't have such big ambitions, and I don't think I'd be happy to control the world, but seeing that you're in the same good spirit as always, I'm also very happy."

Wuming's eyes greedily surveyed Egil's territory. Compared to the vast but barren sky and earth outside, the white-silk maid in front of him was more worthy of his careful exploration, and the ring on her left hand almost directly declared Wuming's ownership.

"Wow, you're much more talkative than before."

With his back straightened but his face slightly flushed, Egil muttered softly.

"It seems I'm a little late."

"It's not too late, and I'll be happy whenever you come back."

Having said this, Wuming walked up to Egil, stretched out his hands and lifted Egil up by his legs and back. The tall maid in white silk stockings naturally put her arms around Wuming's neck.

"Humph, I thought you were going to wait for me to take the initiative before taking action."

Egil's thighs were completely wrapped in white silk, including her bare feet, but she was not wearing shoes. She stepped on the cold floor of the port, and Wuming quickly picked her up.

"Haha, this is the only aspect in which I am not slow."

Wuming looked at the figure of the head maid carrying the bag and smiled.

"And I'm not the only one who welcomes you."

Chapter 1059: Your Majesty Suddenly Appears

"Welcome back."

Putting a gap in a sentence makes the whole meaning go wrong.

The head maid smiled, lifted the bag in her hand, and spoke to Egil who squinted his eyes.

"When the master saw you, he asked me to prepare shoes for you."

Egil glanced at the bag and said without hesitation.

"Thanks, but I don't want to walk."

She raised her delicate chin proudly and looked at Wuming with her bright golden eyes. Her little feet wrapped in white silk swayed restlessly in the air.

"The one who wants to control the Sea God, can't he be unable to bear even a little of my weight?"

"That's not the case. It's just that Egil is not the only one here today. Sorry, Egil, after the last one comes back, I won't be able to let go even if you ask me to."

The white-silk maid in his arms did not look like a maid at all. She behaved like a mistress very well. But even so, Egil's appearance and figure deserved infinite tolerance. Wuming could not let her go and was reluctant to put her down, just like he loved his other wives and was obsessed with them until now. However, he had never let Egil see the absurd appearance of him holding several beauties in his arms when he saw him.

"Well......"

Egil blinked and looked around, and found that everyone looked as if it was a matter of course. Apparently this had become the unspoken rule of the port. Egil, who was good at controlling ocean currents and manipulating the sea, had a deep understanding of the existence of rules. She then easily broke free from Wuming's arms, and looked at the head maid who was still handing out the bag, and grinned in displeasure. The latter smiled without saying a word, and looked at her with an expression of no surprise, and looked at Egil, who snorted and took the bag.

After a moment, the maid in white silk high heels summoned a black and red metal dragon to serve as a chair and looked around at the current port area.

"Hey, Belfast, how many people are here in the dock area now?"

"About sixty, Lady Egil."

The head maid acted very calm in response to Egil's rude questions. This disrespectful tone made the fake maid even more unhappy.

"Iron Blood?"

Atlanta looked at Egil in doubt and surprise as he was bossing the head maid around, feeling that something was wrong.

"Hmm, don't underestimate the Iron Blood. The Iron Blood in this world is not that powerful, but that doesn't mean that the Iron Blood in any world is like that. Egil is very strong."

Yorktown looked gently at the fake maid who was arguing with the head maid, and did not forget to explain to Atlanta in this world.

“…unimaginable.”

This is the only answer Atlanta can give.

In a world dominated by technology, any progress means corresponding technological achievements. The industrial technology required to create a mechanical dragon ship like Egil that can be transformed into a behemoth at any time is enough to make people who know the business sweat just thinking about it.

but......

Atlanta looked at Yorktown, whose expression remained unchanged, and his brows couldn't help but relax.

Sister Yorktown is also very strong.

In a sense, this ship suit developed from White Eagle technology gave her enough confidence, just like the iron-blooded camp that saw Frederick the Great's biological ship suit, which strengthened her confidence in the correctness of developing her own technological path.

"Enterprise, you should contact the Goddess of the Kitchen God right now. If she knew that Yorktown was still on his sickbed, she would definitely not stand idly by."

Wuming said to the still lit light screen.

"Ah."

White Eagle's Enterprise nodded and looked at Atlanta. After whispering a few words, she immediately ended the call. Almost at the same time, the beeping sound of the communicator was heard in the port area's medical room.

At the port, Wuming looked at his two white-haired wives who were still glaring at each other and could only shake his head helplessly. Even natural blood relatives would have disputes, let alone sisters born later. It was not easy to be as close as siblings.

He shifted his gaze away from the two people and looked back towards the port. On the dock door, the camp logo slowly slowed down and finally stopped on the bear's head.

Wuming thought about the arrival of Egil today, and immediately thought of the legendary ship belonging to the Northern Alliance. However, it was just a thought. After waiting for a while, he did not see any signs of a drastic change in the weather, so he knew that there was no chance for the double-color plan this time.

A large amount of mist gradually dissipated from the dock gate. The snow-colored mist was mixed with frost flowers, and one could feel the coldness just by looking at it. Wherever the mist went, the ground was also covered with shallow ice flakes. The cold wind in the mist blew towards the port area, making the port area, which always maintained the most comfortable temperature for the human body, a little chilly.

"Wow, Beilian, I really miss it."

Egil raised his feet, and the shoes hooked on his insteps were shaky, and the smooth white silk made the shoes always slide down unconsciously.

"Madam Egil, do you have any grudges with the people of the Northern Alliance?"

The head maid stood beside her, looking at the dock door and speaking.

"No, I'm not to the point of making enemies everywhere. I just expressed my feelings a little bit."

Egil said calmly.

As a planning ship, the first thing she saw when she was born was Wuming. In fact, she didn't pay much attention to the affairs between the major camps.

As they were talking, the mist at the dock gate gradually thinned out, and gradually the outline of a human figure could be seen.

It was a petite girl with a noticeably bigger head. She was obviously wearing something and holding a cup in her hand. She was looking around at the moment, then she lowered her head, as if she was putting on slippers. Then with the sound of stepping, a blonde girl in pure white appeared in front of Wuming.

The moment she walked out of the mist, Egil uttered a slight exclamation. She turned her head and said in a tone that was not surprising.

"You are quite capable."

The head maid beside her had disappeared at this moment. Even though the port was a flat place with a great view, she disappeared without even noticing.

"Befa....um, have you gone yet?"

Wuming turned around at this time and wanted to ask the maid to run a long distance, only to find that she was gone.

Since the head maid had already left, Wuming no longer hesitated and hurried towards the girl who had just returned. He unbuttoned his coat and was about to put it on the girl's shoulders.

"Comrade Commander?"

The person tilted her head, and a strand of curly golden hair stubbornly popped out from under the bath towel wrapped around her head. She was holding a drink in one hand and looked quite leisurely, as if she had just walked out of the bedroom. She was wearing, or rather, she was not wearing anything at all, only a thin bath towel wrapped around her body. Under the bath towel was a flat washboard, and on her feet were pink bunny slippers. She looked dazed the whole time.

"Uh, majesty?"

Chapter 1060: Eating Meat

Majesty, a destroyer of the Northern Union, is a loli. In the Northern Union, where most of the girls are white, she has rare blonde hair. Her figure and abilities are both average for a destroyer. She is a conspicuous yet not so conspicuous ship girl.

"Ah, if I had known this situation would exist, I wouldn't... well, ah."

Wuming sighed secretly, thinking that if he had known earlier that the ship girls would walk out of the dock wearing the clothes he bought, he would definitely not let them wear such clothes that would leak air when walking. But then he thought, he had only encountered a very rare situation, so he should not throw the baby out with the bathwater.

He nodded, finding a good excuse for his naughty thoughts.

Thinking of this, he did not forget to put his coat on Wei Yan. The blonde loli blinked, pulled her coat together, and handed the cup of water to Wuming.

"Comrade Commander, this is Majestic Hot Cocoa, please hold it for me."

"no problem."

Wuming took the cup of water which was still warm, and couldn't help but wonder how long this thing had actually existed.

"All right."

After a moment, Wei Yan put on Wuming's white coat. Wuming's coat was loose to begin with, and on top of that the petite Wei Yan looked even smaller when she wore it. The petite destroyer Wei Yan took the cup of water without any hesitation, held the hot cocoa in both hands, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Mmm...it's hot."

After taking a sip of hot cocoa, Wei Yan couldn't help but complain.

"Then don't drink something so hot, okay?"

"No, we can't waste it."

Wuming pursed his lips and watched Weiyan drinking and grinning. He always felt like she was swallowing medicine with her nose pinched.

Wei Yan finished his drink and raised his head to look at Wu Ming.

"Hello, Comrade Commander, now that personal matters are over, could you explain the current situation?"

Wuming smiled and quickly recounted the current situation. Weiyan nodded, but he was obviously much more relaxed after knowing that the situation was not critical.

"Anyway, it's pretty good now, so Wei Yan just needs to prepare a big meal and then pick a house he likes to live in."

Wei Yan nodded, looked around, and then turned to look over here.

"Comrade Commander, what about the Mercury Memorial and Soviet Rossiya?"

When describing the current situation, Wuming also did not forget to tell her that several Northern Alliance ship girls had arrived in the port area.

"Mercury Jijian may have gone out to play. As for Soviet Rossiya, she is so careless that she may have gone to the canteen kitchen to steal some chicken legs."

Wuming scratched his head and said.

Soviet Rossiya's whereabouts are relatively regular. She can often be seen in areas such as the stadium, cafeteria, and training room. However, the Mercury Memorial is harder to find. If she is interested, she may appear anywhere, whether it is underwater or in the woods, as long as there is an interesting place, she may be seen.

"Gollum..."

When Wei Yan heard the words canteen and chicken legs, her puffy face couldn't help but move slightly. When she found out that Wu Ming heard the sound of her stomach, she immediately blushed and explained.