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"cut."

Helena.meta slammed the book shut and got down from the desk. She tried hard to appear angry, but when she saw Wuming's half-smile, she couldn't help laughing.

"Sniff... the smell of Kiana, no, there's a strange smell. It seems like you had a wonderful afternoon yesterday."

Even though Helena.meta asked with a reproachful tone, she still reached out to help Wuming straighten his messy collar.

"I finally collected all of Kiana's cores this time. Well, I'm satisfied. However, yesterday afternoon's excitement was definitely not as great as this morning's."

Wuming put his arm around Helena.meta's waist, his chest pressed against her skin, and whispered in her ear.

"Hehe, you guessed wrong. You have a lot to do this morning."

Her cheeks burned at Wuming's revelation, but Helena.meta glared at him unhappily.

"Yesterday afternoon, Saratoga in White Eagle sent a call. Our Enterprise answered it on your behalf. They were very anxious and wanted to know why you were so startled. After Enterprise evaded the question for a while, it probably felt that it couldn't deceive them anymore, so it simply pointed out that your ideal is to make the world no longer have barriers between camps, and look forward to building an equal world."

"and then?"

Wuming was a little curious.

"We, no, it should be said that the White Eagles are quite receptive to this. Saratoga said that they should discuss it behind closed doors first. Although they like this idea very much, there is a high probability that they will still have to fight again. You are the commander, so your response will be more formal. Enterprise also said so, so you need to work hard."

Helena.meta gave Wuming a charming look, and the latter shrugged, loosened his arms around her, and sat down obediently behind the desk.

"Besides that, what else did I miss this afternoon?"

"Yamato from the Sakura Empire will be here today. The two research ships of the Royal Navy have been debugged. You need to prepare candidates to deal with them. As for the Iron Bloods, someone will also come here in the next two days to confirm the news. After all, Bismarck is not here. Prince Eugen and Ulrich are here. It is impossible for them to obediently submit to the port district based on a video call. These are all things that need you to make decisions."

Helena.meta took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses with residual warmth from her bosom and clipped them on the bridge of her nose. The light screen she summoned stood upright in front of her. With her capable appearance, she looked like a refined office lady.

“I feel like I either have nothing to do or I am extremely busy. Is it because I am so bad at planning my time?”

Wuming thought about what he was going to do and pressed his forehead in distress.

"hehe."

Helena.meta sneered with a clear meaning.

"By the way, in addition to these major factions, Iris has also sent a communication. Her words are very vague. I guess she wants to place a bet. If the commander wants to talk to them, he can go to Richelieu. The contact address is in your mailbox."

Wuming nodded, summoned a light screen, and looked at the communication records left yesterday with his chin in his hand. Enterprise was not very fond of playing any small conspiracies, or perhaps the current combat power of the port area was sufficient, so she disdained to play word games, which made the whole record seem very brief.

"Then, just give a direct answer to White Eagle."

Wuming thought about the current combat power of the port area and the fact that the Neil planet could easily mobilize millions of mechanical legions, so he sent a communication request to Saratoga. A moment later, Saratoga appeared in front of him.

"Good morning, Saratoga. I came to you to tell you that the time has come. I want to end this chaotic era."

Chapter 1126 Bismarck's Gamble Continues

"...Then let's see who's the real one!"

As Saratoga finished speaking, the light screen went completely dim.

Wuming was about to say something when he felt a pair of slightly cool hands gently pressing on his head.

"You should be more tactful."

"I don't think I can be tactful. After all, the Red Axis has already been assigned to our port area, and the attitude of the royal family has become ambiguous because of Belfa's words. This is not a problem that I can solve by being tactful."

Wuming half-closed his eyes and leaned his head back, which, as expected, rested on a soft surface.

"You do a great job, Helen."

"If I were to say, I was just kneading randomly. I haven't learned massage."

"That's also your credit. As long as you press it well, I think it's good."

"uh-huh."

After flirting with Helena.meta, Wuming struggled out of her arms again.

"No, I still have to work. I don't have the energy to work when I'm with you."

Helena.meta raised her eyebrows, turned up the corners of her mouth, leaned down rewardingly, and left a wet lip print on Wuming's forehead.

"Then I won't bother you, a busy man. Just work hard. Remember to call me when you are free."

Staying in the office with Wuming, objectively speaking, this female secretary did reduce Wuming's work efficiency. Wuming looked at the communication records and did not forget to touch her inappropriately. He made a cup of coffee and brought it to her, and also took the opportunity to take advantage of her. Although the atmosphere was indeed good, he could not neglect his work because of it.

"Well, I will work hard."

Wuming smiled and waved to Helena.meta, stretched his neck, and started flipping through the documents again.

Everything is going smoothly on Planet Neil. Occasionally there are some reports from the starry sky. The resource points in the solar system have been explored, and exploratory spacecraft are also sailing out of the solar system step by step. The extra green dots on the star map are resource stars outside the solar system. The jump technology possessed by mechanical life forms is not enough to transport resources back from such a distant place. The farther the distance, the more difficult it is to calculate the accuracy of the landing point, and the unnecessarily increased energy consumption are all problems facing Commander Wuming. For now, he can only build a mining base on the spot, synthesize the energy blocks, and then transport them back to Planet Neil bit by bit.

Wuming frowned and wanted to go directly to Siren to buy a set of technology, but after he opened the exchange list, he shook his head and closed it.

The price is high and he cannot afford it. Moreover, if he keeps feeding them like this, it will easily make the scientists' enthusiasm fade. Although Wuming himself does not mind eating a lot of rice, he also needs to consider the feelings of his subordinates. In addition, the resources are sufficient now, but he is stuck in the utilization of resources. There is no need to update the jump technology for the time being.

I hope Mebius and the others can produce some results as soon as possible.

Wuming thought so and increased Mobius's authority, and at the same time asked the mechanical life form's network consciousness to keep a closer eye on her.

In addition to this incident, there is also good news.

The set of Mind Cube production equipment that Wuming bought was settled on Planet Neil, and new Mind Cubes have been produced today. Positive emotions such as happiness, love, and courage are not lacking on Planet Neil today. Although they protest every day, it does not affect the residents' satisfaction with their new life. If they can maintain this kind of emotion, the Mind Cube production efficiency on Planet Neil can be about twenty-five per month. At the same time, the production efficiency of the Energy Cube, which is a pure energy source, can be maintained at more than thirty per month. Today's Cube reserves can be regarded as completely getting rid of the situation of resource shortage.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Come in."

Wuming responded casually, staring at the document in thought. Suddenly he was startled to find that even with one more person, the command room seemed deserted. He immediately looked up and saw Bismarck, at a loss, holding his hands.

"Is there a problem?"

Wuming asked doubtfully.

"......fine."

"Oh, then you can just play around here while I look at the documents for a while."

He was thinking about how to spend the Rubik's Cube and didn't notice that Bismarck's face was getting colder and colder.

If Rubik's Cube Technology is fully liberalized, the current number of energy-generating Rubik's Cubes may not be enough. However, as the holder of the plug-in port area, the energy ratio and so on will definitely be mainly based on Rubik's Cube energy in the end.

"Snapped!"

A plain hand slammed heavily on the table.

Wuming looked up in surprise and saw Bismarck glaring at him angrily, speaking word by word.

"I said, I'm fine now!"

"so what?"

"Well......"

Bismarck's momentum dropped immediately after being looked at by Wuming. She turned her face away a little embarrassedly and spoke in a weak voice.

"So, I'm here to fulfill the bet."

As she said this, she felt an inexplicable sense of embarrassment in her heart. She had mustered up the courage to come here, but Wuming, who had shown to be very concerned about her before, seemed to have no interest in her after one day.

Wuming blinked, nodded, and waved at Bismarck. This perfunctory expression made Bismarck subconsciously clench his fists tighter.

She sat in Wuming's arms with mixed feelings. The latter held her waist, stared at the documents, and thought deeply.

I can't be stupid again this time. I have to keep an eye on the time!

Bismarck looked at the clock and encouraged himself in his heart.

"How to do it......"

Wuming whispered to himself.

Bismarck didn't want to see him, but when he thought of this behavior, he felt it was too embarrassing. This kind of evasiveness made Bismarck feel a little unwilling.

"You, on your head."

She glanced at Wuming's face out of the corner of her eye and saw a faint lip print on Wuming's forehead.

"Oh, that's what Helen left behind."

Wuming responded, wiped it casually, and fell into deep thought again.

"Are you thinking about how to deal with the White Eagles and the Royal Family?"

After a while, Bismarck felt that his body seemed to be getting used to Wuming's temperature again, so he simply started saying something to divert his attention.

"That's not a problem. After all, I still have the confidence to take over this world."

Bismarck moved uneasily in Wuming's arms. She wanted to sit away, but her body unconsciously moved closer to his arms. This strange feeling made her feel uneasy.

"Then why are you struggling? Why don't you just attack directly? You should be able to do it, right?"

"Many people will die this way. It is better to directly show the irresistible power. Their reaction will not be so intense, and the people will not be affected too much. I did not choose to rule here in order to destroy the world."

Wuming replied casually.

"What about the Sirens?"

"Siren, I am indeed working for Siren, but I only agree with some of Siren's actions. Working now does not mean working forever. Many things are complicated. I will tell you later."

The power of the Sirens is huge. So far, Wuming has not been able to find any force that can deal with them in any world he has traveled through. Perhaps in the depths of the starry sky of Planet Neil or Planet RE, there are existences with technological levels that are beyond the sky, but whether they are good or evil is unknown, and Wuming finds it difficult to trust them. There are also very strong backgrounds in the world of Collapse, but they have nothing to do with him. After thinking about it, Wuming can only develop silently and see what happens in the end.

Bismarck looked at Wuming steadily. She opened her mouth and was about to say something when she heard the door suddenly open.

"Husband, I'm back...?"

Chapter 1127 Please Guide Me, Noshiro Sensai

"Between him and me..."

"I understand."

Just as Bismarck was about to explain, he heard Noshiro pressing his forehead with a look of understanding.

"Your next sentence is, there's nothing between him and me, right?"

Bismarck wanted to say something but hesitated. She wanted to explain, but she was powerless. In the end, she could only stand up with an embarrassed look on her face and escape from Wuming's arms. The air flow when she stood up brushed across her skin, making her purse her lips in discomfort.

"Since you still have something to do, let's talk about it next time."

"uh-huh?"

Noshiro raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little strange as he looked at Bismarck's fleeing back.

"Her guilty look makes me feel that if I don't pursue the matter, I will be the weird one, husband."

The ghost girl said unhappily.

"I'm sorry, Noshiro, please forgive me."

Wuming stood up in distress and grasped Noshiro's hand, who snorted.

"Then as punishment, don't waste the snacks I brought you."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Bismarck paused as he walked out of the door, turned around, and looked inside the open door. The ghost girl was holding a senbei and placing it to Wuming's mouth affectionately.

Bismarck lowered her eyes, feeling mixed emotions. After standing for a moment, she quickly walked out of the command room and was about to look for Hutten. The next second, she quickly hid behind a tree.

"Without the barrier, it is possible to change the celestial phenomena in an instant. Hmm, doesn't this mean that the role played by the Sakura Empire in this port area is far less than that of the White Eagles and the Royal Family?"

"Don't be so pessimistic. Maybe it's just because our level is limited and we can't see the application of Shintoism. Do you feel better after hearing this?"

"...You are quite eloquent, Musashi."

The blonde fox-eared girl was strolling on the road in the port area, and her face darkened when she was told by her companions.

She glanced at the purple fox-eared girl with a long sword hanging from her waist and continued.

"You shouldn't have come here, Musashi. Mikasa is more suitable than you. Don't think about coming here to practice just because you got beaten up. This is not a dojo. You will have to deal with Wuming, who has a head full of dirty ideas. If you keep looking so excited, it will make our negotiations even more difficult."

"The thoughts of the weak are irrelevant. Most of the Siren's humanoid units are not good at speaking, but we haven't seen our eloquent counselors gain any major advantages from this. Questions and answers are useless. In the end, we still have to rely on the swords in our hands to speak. If you really think that words are useful, why don't you bring the magical powers with you?"

Musashi smiled coolly and did not buy into Yamato's words.

Yamato shook his head helplessly, pointed at Musashi for a while, and gave up the idea of ​​arguing with her.

"Anyway, calm down."