Come and connect with me!

Reno didn't quite understand these hidden inside stories. She bit her lip, unwilling to betray the person who reached out to her for help.

Prince Wales sensed Enterprise's urgency and couldn't help wondering, "What are you worried about? That ship? Is the hybrid ship strong enough to be stronger than the current ship?"

Enterprise shook his head slowly.

"That so-called Iron Blood ship is not a product of human technology. Its purpose is to serve as a backup for the revival of Iron Blood. It is not a [warrior] like us, but a [mother] with more symbolic significance. It only needs flesh and blood to continuously create new [warriors]..."

Enterprise whispered, "If everything is as Bismarck mentioned, she who was born in the [Forbidden Laboratory] is definitely not a Rubik's Cube ship like us, but a more terrifying and indescribable [thing]. She will regard all living beings as offspring and nourishment. Her existence is closer to the concept in horror stories."

Thinking about Bismarck telling her seriously the source of the inspiration for the experiment, Enterprise felt a strong sense of discomfort.

"If I must say, according to Bismarck's idea, she will become the [Supreme Mother Goddess] that belongs exclusively to the Iron Blood, the [Mother of Darkness] who [gives birth to thousands of descendants]!"

She looked at Reno seriously.

⒏ⅰ 缌叔叔灵散企９母

"If you really care about your friend, then take us to find him immediately. Maybe we can still make it in time."

Enterprise was thinking about Iron Blood, but only saw traces of the Iron Blood boat and the head royal maid in the port area. The man named Wuming and the Iron Blood ship were no longer there. They said they would be back soon, but the port area was not big...

The Prince of Wales could hear the seriousness in Enterprise's words, and he also said seriously: "Based on our friendship as allies of Azur Lane, Your Excellency Enterprise, do you need the help of the royal family?"

Enterprise turned his gaze towards her, was silent for a moment, and then said, "If you want to follow me, I'll tell you on the way!"

Seeing that his respected senior in the business also had a heavy expression on his face, Reno had a bad feeling in his heart. He quickly took out a small shield from his pocket, the same one he had given to Wuming, spun it a few times, and placed it on the palm of his hand.

The shield vibrates slightly, accompanied by a harsh jingling sound, which can be quickly noticed even in a busy city.

Several people stared at the small intercom in silence. The technology level of this thing was not high, and the effect was easy to guess. If the sound was noisy here, it would be the same over there, so it would definitely be heard.

Five minutes passed, ten minutes passed, and there was no response from the small shield.

Reno opened his mouth and stared at the intercom, his beautiful eyes misted over.

"Wuming, could it be that he has already..."

Enterprise sighed and said seriously: "Lead the way, Reno."

Reno nodded slowly, turned off the intercom, and the ship outfit slowly emerged. Some inexplicable feelings seemed to have been strangled before they even sprouted.

"Wuming, I swear, I will avenge you!"

The silver-haired girl said this and jumped down from the harbor.

In the distant port area, Wuming sneezed loudly.

"Who's thinking about me?"

Chapter 112: The Shura Field Between First Love and Current Love [Fog

In the port area, Wuming suddenly sneezed. Frederick the Great put his hand on his forehead and said gently, "Did you catch a cold?"

"No, I just thought maybe someone was thinking about me."

Wuming shook his head. After his level was raised, his ability to sense temperature remained, but he no longer had any illness or pain. He once doubted whether he would never get sick again.

"Is it a man or a woman?"

Frederick the Great's hand left his forehead, but it did not end there. She poured the ice water next to her into the Dragon Dragon ship, and when she took it out, it was already warm water.

"I hope it's a woman. The man I know best is a sailor at sea. He basically doesn't go to shore for half a year. If he misses me at this time, I'll feel disgusted."

Wuming took the cup of water from Frederick the Great and took small sips. The warm water flowed into his throat. Although it was of no use, after his body warmed up, he inexplicably felt that it had a therapeutic effect.

That is to say, drinking more hot water can cure all diseases.

"Pfft!"

Frederick the Great tapped him lightly on the shoulder, a smile on his face.

"Really? You can relate everything to that."

She looked at the dining table. Harman was tricked by Lafite into drinking a full glass of red wine. He was holding A2's arm and refused to let go, speaking vague drunken words.

"...Look at how Hamanman will beat you, a playboy, to the ground..."

Rafi had fallen asleep long ago, and crawled into the big white fox's tail. The two white furs curled up together, sleeping soundly.

Wuming turned a blind eye to this and pretended not to hear it. Harman was dazed, staring at A2 and muttering, while the white-haired lady looked at him with a subtle look.

Out of sight, out of sight.

Wuming took a sip of the warm water and turned his head away.

Enterprises are talking to death.

"Eat less. Look, you're almost turning into a ball!"

The Grim Reaper lowered his head, and his thick feathers could not conceal his oval outline.

Although we look down on these round guys, we still respect the dishes they cook.

"...Anyway, you are only allowed to eat three times a day, and the portion should be reduced. Seriously, if you are not careful, you will become like this. When Sister York gave you to me, you were much more handsome than you are now."

The enterprise is still muttering, and the god of death seems to have shrunk himself into a ball.

She frowned as she watched, and with one hand she grabbed the back of the Grim Reaper's neck, lifted it up, and murmured, "Oh my God, you've gained three times the weight!"

The Grim Reaper looked up suddenly, his eyes widened in shock.

It flapped its wings quickly, rushed out of the cafeteria in one breath, and ran outside to exercise.

"Is he really three times fatter?"

"Probably. I just want to scare it. This kid has been showing no restraint at all during this period."

Wuming asked quietly, and saw Enterprise give a casual reply and then stared at him.

"Commander, come to think of it, when are you going to bring Sister Yorktown out?"

The change in the state of the Grim Reaper made Enterprise think about the time when he would take over the Grim Reaper from Yorktown.

Naturally, there are no injured ship girls who are unable to move in the port area. All the ship girls are in good health. It’s just that the background in the game has become reality. In Enterprise’s memory, there appears a scene where Yorktown is in poor health and entrusts the god of death to her.

Although she knew this was not true, at this moment, because of death and alcohol, she missed York more than ever.

“I can only say that I tried my best.”

Wuming placed his palm on her cheek, stroking it gently.

"With two new partners coming back every day, in no more than a year, all of us will be back, and the port area will be complete, or even better."

That was all he could promise.

Enterprise narrowed her eyes slightly. Neither Harman nor Rafi looked at her. Without the expectant gazes of their juniors, she was just like an ordinary woman. She leaned her head on Wuming's shoulder and rubbed it gently.

"I believe you."

Belfast swirled his glass slightly, but made no request.

Her sister is always reckless and likes to slack off. It might be better for her to wait until the port is more complete and then come back. But the current dock is like a capsule machine. Only the port system itself knows who will come back.

"Pull!"

A little yellow chicken hopped over.

[Commander, there's a noise in your room! ]

It held up a familiar small round shield with the emblem of Captain White Eagle on it, which could be hung as a necklace.

He held it in his hand, and felt as if he was back to that night...

"What is this? Why does he look like he's reminiscing about the past?"

Enterprise nudged Frederick the Great with his elbow.

The head maid also looked at her.

The black-haired beauty supported her head with her hands, her brows were lazy, and she no longer cared about Reno.

"It's probably because he escorted my dear to the port area. Well, he's a nice guy. He left some souvenirs for my dear."

"This playboy, as long as she's a ship girl, she's fine anywhere?"

The company puffed its cheeks and sounded dissatisfied.

"It seems that the master has a story outside of the port area."

There was also something strange in the head maid's voice.

During the years when Wuming was playing the game, he had given away dozens of rings. As one of the first ship girls to receive the rings, she should have been used to it. However, if Wuming wanted to target the outside world, that would be a different story.

As we all know, half of the billions of human beings are women. Even if we remove many women who are not of the right age, the number of competitors will increase from hundreds to millions.

Who can bear this?

Wuming didn't really look at the pendant. Those gazes made his whole body numb. He really shouldn't think too long now.

[There was a buzzer sound before, but the commander put it in the closet. I searched for a long time before I found it.]

The little yellow chicken held up the sign and continued.

"So, did she ever contact me?"

[It should be the pull]

Wuming looked at the pendant in his hand, a little hesitant.

White at the table silently winked at 2b.

"Commander, we should leave now. We are still unfamiliar with the use of ship equipment. Please allow us to leave first."

The blonde female commander stood up slowly and said goodbye to Wuming.

"Eh? The lamb chops here are delicious!"

6o muttered quietly.

"It's still banquet time, Miss White, please don't..."

The head maid persuaded gently that, just as she said, this kind of banquet would last a long time and was not a lunch in the usual sense.

"I know that your banquet is wonderful, and I don't want to leave in the middle of it, but please forgive me. As the commander of the YoRHa unit, I cannot allow myself to have only a superficial understanding of the new equipment. I have no intention of enjoying the delicious meal before I can fully operate it."

White explained seriously.

6o blinked in confusion, quickly picked up two lamb chops and started to eat them, then stood up and prepared to leave.

Seeing that Wuming had no objection, several androids left one by one. A2 looked at Harman who was already drunk and left as well.

Outside the cafeteria, White explained to 6o who had a puzzled look on his face.

"…The relationship between the commander and his ex-lover and current lover is very complicated. It is better for us to leave for now. For this kind of family dispute, it is better to leave."

After connecting to the world network, White downloaded and studied a bunch of books on emotion studies. His emotional intelligence increased dramatically and he could already read the strange atmosphere at the banquet. He didn't want to get involved in this mess anymore.

The two O-types were immediately shocked by her beauty, worthy of being an artificial human who is well versed in human nature.

Above their heads, the Grim Reaper flew silently and into the cafeteria.

Enterprise is waiting to see Wuming's next move, to see if he is willing to contact Reno in front of everyone.

Suddenly, a dark shadow circled in the cafeteria and then landed on Enterprise's shoulder.

"Huh? Why is it so much lighter?"

Chapter 113: Weight Loss, Weight Loss, Weight Loss

In the turbulent tide, the sea and the sky are one color, with only three white lines cutting through the deep blue, passing by like the wind.

"...There is no information about that man in the White Eagle Federation's population survey. An agent found the person who first saw him. You will never guess what that person saw."

The Prince of Wales sat leisurely on the ship's uniform, her long snow-white legs crossed, the sea breeze blowing her skirt, and spots of mottled sunlight shining on her golden blonde hair, adding more brilliance to her dignity.

The royal ships were built with elegance and practicality as their principles, in other words, grandeur and magnificence.

The Prince of Wales's ship suit was simply transformed into a large sofa that could seat four people at the same time. It was suspended nearly one meter above the sea surface to ensure that she would not be soaked by the sea water. When the backrest was pulled open, there were fresh fruits and chilled wine. The parasol on the top allowed her to avoid the torture of the scorching sun on the steaming sea surface. The small-range temperature control of the ship suit took the comfort level to a higher level.

Except that the two white-haired beauties were unwilling to wear her ship uniform despite repeated invitations, the Prince of Wales was generally satisfied.

"Your Excellency the Prince of Wales, please don't keep us in suspense. We will be close to that unnamed port area in less than ten minutes."

Ni Qiye's eyes were always observing everything around her. She had adjusted her condition to the best at this moment, even releasing the Grim Reaper temporarily, conducting ongoing investigations, and her attitude towards the Prince of Wales was also somewhat impatient.