Come and connect with me!

The purple fox standing next to her asked with interest.

"I already have someone in mind who has chosen Le, but after all, this port area is not our world. In order not to make a fool of myself, I'd better just be a spectator."

"That won't do. How can we keep silent just because we are afraid of guessing wrong?"

Musashi shook his ears and pointed a finger.

"I guess it's Yamashiro."

Yamato raised an eyebrow and said immediately.

"Then I'll guess Fuso."

As the two said this, the mist dissipated faster and faster, and Wuming took the lead and waved to the newcomers.

“Hey, I’m here!”

"Your Highness?"

The sound of wooden clogs immediately became rapid. The figure in the mist held up the hem of her shrine maiden costume with one hand and ran quickly out of the mist. The oversized ship suit behind her also shook violently, as if it would fall apart in the next second.

Wuming saw a black-haired girl with animal ears running out of the mist in one breath, and immediately called out her name in understanding.

"Fuso."

"Oh, sorry, Your Highness. If I run faster, the ship equipment will shake violently..."

The girl who broke through the mist said a little embarrassedly.

She was of medium height, wearing a loose black Japanese-style coat with large patches of bright red patterns painted on the edges and outside. As she moved, the knot-like ornaments tied under the long cuffs jingled, giving people the illusion of moving bells. Her plump thighs were wrapped in knee-length pure white stockings, outlining her voluptuous thighs. In contrast to her graceful appearance was the ship outfit behind her. The towering illegal building was like cold black iron, sitting silently behind the girl, with dense turrets and launch holes all over it, as if the design was a phobia of insufficient firepower, adding a sense of strangeness to the quiet priestess in front of her.

"Don't apologize, this is not your problem."

Wuming looked at the gentle girl and said with a smile.

"Well, that's good, but could your highness explain the current situation?"

Fuso tilted her head, she turned her head and looked at the quickly disappearing mist and the dock door that closed again, with a puzzled look on her face. The situation in the port area was also different from what she remembered. As a qualified priestess, sensing dragon veins was the most basic of the basic skills. At this moment, she felt that there was no strong earth vein aura under the port area. Instead, there was the ubiquitous [weather]. This fundamental change could not be hidden from her.

Wuming was not surprised to hear that, and began his routine explanation time, telling her about the changes in the port area, everyone's situation, and why she was here. At the same time, he did not forget to tell her that her sister city was also in the port area.

"Hmm, I see. Your Highness, I hope that kid Yamashiro didn't cause you any trouble. Really, is the entire shrine going to be managed by Yamashiro?"

Fuso said to himself with a distressed expression.

"If that's the case, it feels more concerning than me not knowing how long I slept."

When saying this, Fuso's face also showed an expectant expression. The carefree and reckless shrine maiden in her memory might have turned into a reliable girl who can stand on her own.

However, before meeting my sisters.

Fuso looked at Wuming and bowed slightly.

"Although I don't know how long it has been since Fusang and His Highness met, please let Fusang repeat it."

The gentle witch smiled.

"Please give me your guidance in the future, Your Highness."

Chapter 1135 Purple Brick Plas

"Sister Fuso!"

Yamashiro leaped forward and threw himself steadily into Fuso's arms and rubbed against her hard.

"I thought you had grown up, Shancheng, but now it seems that you are still as reckless as before."

Although Fuso said this, her eyes were smiling. She reached out and touched Yamashiro's head, and the latter nudged her palm with a look of comfort.

"Well, thank you for your care, Your Highness. This child doesn't look like he has ever suffered."

The so-called growth is often accompanied by pain and suffering. It is polished from a rough stone to gradually glow and shine, and finally become round and smooth like a jade. Rather than being a reward after going through untold hardships, it is better to say that it is the stubborn residue after being cut into pieces by fate.

"If possible, I don't want Shancheng to get hurt. Fortunately, the port area is relatively peaceful, and everyone can live a relatively relaxed life."

Wuming scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed by being stared at by Fuso.

"That's great. It's worth it that everyone considers His Highness their home."

Fuso said in a vague tone.

"Hehe, sister, listen to me..."

Before Fuso could finish her hint, Shancheng leaned close to her ear and whispered something with a smile. Fuso's eyes moved and she looked at Wuming with wide eyes. She rarely raised her sleeves to cover her face, and there was a hint of joy in her eyes when she glanced at Wuming.

"Since that's the case, then, please take good care of yourself, Your Highness."

Seeing this, Wuming could only shrug and keep smiling.

Although she looked like a calm and peaceful beast-eared priestess, Wuming seemed to have seen her lick her lips and reveal a very bad expression in the previous moment.

It's like wanting to swallow him up in one gulp and eat him up completely.

Wuming's eyes twitched and he subconsciously touched his waist. An inexplicable chill surged into his heart.

"Sister Fuso, come to think of it, His Highness built a very large shrine for us. It will be more lively with you here."

"Besides you, are there any other miko moving in?"

"No, but Ayanami and the others often come over to play..."

The two sisters of similar stature leaned against each other, the younger sister chattering and the older sister responding patiently. Wuming looked at their natural armors squeezed together and barely resisted the urge to whistle.

The two were halfway through their conversation when a few familiar Sakura Empire shipgirls came over. Wuming looked back at the port. The faction icons on the dock door had slowed down, and he could vaguely perceive their outlines. This was completely different from the common faction icons.

After a few seconds, the camp icon froze.

It was a neat black gear with a black quadrilateral similar to an upright diamond nested on the outer ring, and smaller triangles on both sides. It looked like a not-so-tidy hexagon. Although it had a texture similar to that of a meta ship, unlike the ominous eyes that seemed to move, this icon had a more mechanical feel, and it was difficult to tell what it contained.

"Have I seen ..."

Wuming muttered to himself, and then the door of the dock suddenly opened, and the misty light golden fog quietly dissipated. The sound of tinkling came from the fog, just like a modern workshop for manufacturing parts, and like a reappearance of the scene in ancient times when craftsmen used hammers to hit ore materials and smelt metal.

Before he had to guess for too long, a golden figure broke through the fog in one breath, holding a drill in each hand and looking around with a confused look on his face.

"Purin?"

Wuming blinked, then looked again and saw that half of the real icon on the dock door had disappeared, and he suddenly realized.

"It's Kimbrey."

"Pure is pure, don't add any prefix to my name based on its color without my permission, purin!"

Jinbuli rushed over angrily. Although she was slender and a typical flat loli, this little girl's momentum was not inferior at all. Each of her two drills was almost as high as half of her body. She didn't look light at all.

"Yes, yes, I admit my mistake."

Wuming half squatted down and said with a chuckle.

The golden cloth in front of him is not an ordinary material, but like the purple cloth, it is a locked level 120 material. Like her, there is also the colorful cloth, which can be regarded as the full-level material ship girls left by Wuming to satisfy his collection. Now that the port area has become a reality, these three guys have all become research-type ship girls and have completely escaped the fate of being materials. It can be regarded as a benign change when the gameplay collides with reality.

"Hehehe, you're scared, right? But don't worry, Purin. I won't just use a drill to make holes in the commander's body!"

Kimbury snorted and threw the two drills in his hands back. The drills immediately sank into the void and were thrown into the ship's space.

Compared with the white-haired sister, there is not much difference between Kimblee and her, except that one has white hair and the other has yellow hair. Purple Kimblee has a single ponytail while Kimblee has spiral double ponytails. One holds a wrench and the other holds a drill, but the only difference in their clothes is the color. Both are dresses with over-the-knee stockings. Putting aside the two drills that increase her presence, the Kimblee in front of her looks even smaller.

"Ok, I know."

Wuming reached out and rubbed Jinbuli's head. Just as it looked, the yellow hair felt soft. Jinbuli snorted but didn't avoid it.

"I don't know where that girl Zibuli has gone to play. She will definitely be very happy if she sees you coming."

"Tsk, you'll become stupid if you hang out with idiots, Purin!"

After saying this, Jinbuli showed some disdain but still did not forget to ask.

"Then Commander, do you know where that idiot usually plays? The port area has changed a lot now, Purin."

The scale has grown, the location has changed, but the memory is still stuck in the previous Jinbuli. Looking around, he can't find too many familiar traces.

"It's okay. She will definitely come over for lunch at noon. Even if she doesn't come, you can contact her directly."

Wuming took out two translucent sheets from his pocket and waved them in front of Jinbuli.

"Here, the port function integration module... um, version 11.35... The version that Akashi made is a bit inconsistent, and I don't know where it's based on."

Wuming muttered this and handed one of the pieces to Jinbuli, who immediately picked it up, looked at it, and nodded in understanding.

"It's a very convenient design, Akashi-chan has worked hard!"

In terms of the quality of a researcher, Kimbury still passed the test. Although the specific principles cannot be seen in a short time, the general functions are still known.

"And Fuso, just stick it on your body."

The sister priestess nodded slightly and reached out to take it. When picking up the slice, her little finger gently stroked Wuming's palm. The latter raised his eyebrows, confirming that the animal-eared priestess definitely did it on purpose.

Her eyes moved as she stuffed the thin sheet into the gap of the biological armor. The moment the device was activated, a slight humming sound was emitted.

"Wow~ Your Highness, can you help me up? I'm a little dizzy from the new equipment."

The beast-eared priestess said so.

Chapter 1136 Possibilities of the Future

The dining hall in the port area.

"Cheers!"*n

The cube ships of Sakura Empire, the Royal Navy's planning ships, the flagship of Iron Blood, Reno of White Eagle, as well as a large number of ship girls from various factions in the port area, made the cafeteria bustling with noise.

"Hey, Lord, why do you look like that? Are you mad at me for not visiting you in the infirmary?"

The Prince of Wales shook his glass and looked at the two sullen planning ships.

"No, from my understanding of you, it's normal for you not to come, but this is not the reason why I am dissatisfied with you."

The monarch said in a muffled voice.

"Ok?"

The Prince of Wales looked over curiously.

"You were too close to them."

The Prince of Wales couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"Alas, this place is not friendly to me. In your words, I seem to have become a person who is seduced by beauty. However, so far, I have never succeeded. And strictly speaking, I am a missing person. It is not good to go back, but it is also difficult to stay."

She blinked at the monarch, then tentatively reached out her hand to a cyborg maid who was holding a plate. As soon as she made the move, she saw that the silver-haired maid seemed to have eyes behind her, and she nimbly avoided her claws and gave her a big eye roll.

"Well, that's it."

It was impossible to go back, and there would be no benefit in staying. He would meet Wuming occasionally. As a fellow pervert, he knew that he was definitely being targeted, which made the Prince of Wales feel numb.

"Hey, Wales, I want to ask, do you know that Frederick the Great, is he considered a capable fighter here?"

Neptune lay listlessly on the dining table, his head resting on his arms, poking a cherry tomato with a fork, and asked boredly.

"Anyway, they are better than me. There isn't much discrimination here, so it's impossible to judge the strength in this way. Oh, it would be great if this was completely the Sakura Empire style, where whoever lives in the castle tower is the strongest."

The Prince of Wales said helplessly.

"You could also say that if it's a completely royal style, that's fine too. Whoever lives in a big castle is powerful."

As she said this, she heard a stern voice behind her, and before the Prince of Wales remembered to turn around, she saw the monarch speaking with an uncertain look on his face.

"Blonde hair, fox ears, are you Yamato from the Sakura Empire?"

Although the monarch did not know much about the outside world because he spent most of the time on debugging, all camps, especially the important figures in each camp, knew everything carefully in their minds. The status of the fox-shaped ships of the Sakura Empire was not low, and Akagi, who won the election, was also an orthodox fox-eared girl.

"Are you... uh, the project ship?"

Feeling the unfamiliar pressure from someone different from the Prince of Wales, Yamato frowned slightly, so she asked.

"Royal Project Ship Monarch."

The monarch spoke briefly.

"It was created using the data samples of the Duke of York and me. If you must count, then it's my sister."

The Prince of Wales tilted his head and spoke with a bewitching look on his face, without any sense of awkwardness of being caught talking bad about someone behind their back.