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The timeline of this world is very strange. Bismarck is healthy, Aunt Hood is not lying dead, but Yorktown is unexpectedly bedridden. The Great Sage didn't even have a form from the beginning. He is just a lonely ghost who used most of his power to maintain the sacred tree system. Under this seemingly ambiguous situation, it would not be surprising even if Yorktown suddenly died. Now that the goddess of the kitchen has guaranteed that nothing will happen, Wuming can relax a little.

The great sage next to him was holding his chin with one hand, waiting with Soviet Rossiya for Wuming to end the call, when suddenly an unfamiliar voice sounded in the command room.

"Wuming, can you hear me? I brought you some specialties!"

Chapter 1174: Soft Rice Smells Good

"What?"

Wuming was still in a daze when he saw a dark blue cavity with a diameter of several meters above his head. As soon as he raised his head, a lot of things fell out of the cavity and buried Wuming completely.

"Eh?"

The great sage who was also affected blinked and then screamed.

"Wuming, are you okay?"

As she spoke, she hurriedly put away the things on her body. Only then did she realize that what she had on hand were small boxes with unique packaging.

"What are these?"

"I already told you, it's a local specialty."

The strange voice sounded beside the great sage. She turned around and saw a pale-skinned, silver-haired girl observing her with interest.

"Are you a special individual from the Sakura Empire? The craftsmanship of your body is surprisingly good. Eh, a limit-breaking ship? That's really amazing."

Just as she was about to continue her comments, a thin layer of frost froze her body.

"Hey, what are you doing? You act like you're treating this place like your hometown?"

Soviet Rossiya said with a stern face, and at the same time did not forget to protect the great sage who had obviously recognized the identity of the person and caused chaos behind him.

"You are still the same, then I feel relieved. If Wuming masters the mass production technology of super-limited ships, I will definitely praise him."

"Wait, wait, you are, you are the Siren!"

The Great Sage poked her head out from behind Soviet Rossiya. Although she was a little taller than the Northern Alliance ship girl, she still instinctively shrank back when facing a sirens, especially an obviously intelligent sirens.

"My name is Purifier."

Instead, the Purifier extended her hand with a friendly look, causing the Great Sage to subconsciously shake hands with her, but when he came to his senses, his face turned pale.

"Tsk, although you can fight, your performance is far worse than hers."

"Crash..."

At this moment, the pile of objects that were pouring down shook, and Wuming's head popped out.

"What are these?"

He said with a complaining look on his face.

"Purifier, can't you just say hello first?"

"I told you, I brought you some local specialties."

As soon as the Purifier saw Wuming, he immediately jumped in front of him and took the box off his head.

"Hey, did you miss me when I was away?"

Looking at the Purifier's expectant look, Wuming just sighed.

"I thought, if you can help me move these local specialties away from me, I will miss you more."

He had no idea what these things were. They looked similar in size, but their weights varied greatly. They also looked very light and thin, giving him the illusion that they would be broken if he applied the slightest force, so he didn't dare to use much force.

"Oh, right now."

So, the great sage, who was feeling scared, just looked at the extremely dangerous Siren in the information, and obediently sorted these things out and piled them up, while chatting with Wuming.

"Um, the commander is actually a siren?"

"No, the relationship between our port and the Sirens is indeed very close, but the commander is not a Siren."

Soviet Rossiya wanted to say more, but the Purifier was right in front of him, so he could only give a vague explanation.

"Then, then, the commander, could it be that he has some kind of relationship with the Siren?"

Thinking of Wuming's usual behavior, the great sage didn't know what he was thinking of, his face turned red and his eyes began to wander.

"No, my body doesn't even have the corresponding template installed, so how can I have sex?"

The Purifier deftly cleared some of the items from the pile to allow the Nameless Man to come out, while also not forgetting to explain to the Great Sage.

"Yes, that's right..."

The great sage took a quick glance at the Purifier's smooth belly, with a hint of insincerity in his words.

"Ouch!"

Soviet Rossiya silently tapped the Great Sage on the head and followed to help. The Great Sage stayed where he was for a moment, then immediately joined in without any hesitation.

Not long after, two port ships, a great enemy Siren, and three people who were supposed to fight to the death when they met, finally rescued Wuming in this weird atmosphere.

"You're not hurt, are you?"

The Purifier crawled into Wuming's arms and felt around, and found that there were indeed no scars, so he spoke in a complaining tone.

"I'm telling you, since you have the points, don't save them. Strengthen your body. Every time I'm with you, I have to consider your physical strength and reduce my own strength. Sigh, I heard from the observer that your backstage purchase records are all blueprints and Rubik's Cube props. You should buy something for yourself occasionally."

Completely unaware of the secret of the Nameless Constitution, the Purifier simply took a quick glance and, noticing the absence of Siren genetic technology, immediately assumed that he had not undergone similar enhancements.

"Yes, your vacation is over?"

Wuming couldn't say directly that he didn't want to damage these things and also wanted to keep some of his own secrets, so he immediately changed the subject.

"What about the others?"

"If you're on vacation, of course it's still going on. At least I'm too lazy to come to work, so I'll leave this test site to you."

Speaking of vacation, the Purifier immediately put on a lazy face, and had no motivation at all for work, nor any salary.

"So you're here to bring me something?"

"Hehe, are you touched?"

The Purifier snorted, then ostentatiously pulled out a small bottle from the pile of items.

"Here, this is a specialty I got from a tourist planet in the fifth hidden arm of Orion. Just one drop can dilute hundreds of kilograms of juice. This kind of drink is not available on Earth."

Wuming blinked, took the small bottle with one hand, and looked at it curiously.

"The taste of this juice is completely random. The second sip will be completely different from the first, but both can satisfy human tastes and are nutritious. This bottle is a new invention made by the Observer. It can regenerate the liquid inside at a rate of one drop per day. It can be said that it is inexhaustible."

Although it was someone else's achievement, the Purifier still acted as if he was very great.

"and this!"

She dug out another small box from the pile of items.

"I got it for you at the branch."

The Purifier opened the box in front of Wuming, and what came into view was a ring with an ancient shape.

"Protection Ring, that's probably what it's called. After you put it on, there shouldn't be any force in this test field that can hurt you. When I was on vacation, I had a dream that you died, and I was very sad for a while. With this, you won't die in an accident."

Looking at the Purifier's silly expression, Wuming felt touched but also a little awkward.

By the way, this is the nth good thing he has obtained from the Siren?

Chapter 1173 Siren and Meta

"It was three planetary hours ago. Uh, let's convert it to about eight hours. In another parallel universe, in the Andromeda constellation, an old star exploded. When it collapsed and shrank, the matter it spewed out turned into a perfect arc-shaped halo. It was really beautiful. A large area of ​​dead planets around it disappeared. Hmm, how can I describe it to you? When the scene of destruction is slowed down, it looks like a bunch of red-hot glass balls, gradually squeezing and expanding, with very bright colors. I bet you have never seen such big fireworks!"

“That sounds really fascinating.”

"Yeah, yeah, I recorded it, it's here!"

The Purifier talked about what she saw and heard during her vacation while taking out strange props from the piled-up boxes. She spoke to Wuming as if showing off, with joy in her eyes. Every approving look from the latter made her feel genuinely happy.

"Tsk."

Soviet Rossiya sat on the sofa, watching this seafood monster touching her commander, and she was so angry that her teeth were itching.

"Soviet Russia?"

"Just call me Rosia."

Hearing the obviously confused tone of the Great Sage, she suppressed the anger in her voice and tried to remain rational.

"Yeah, Rosia."

The great sage readily followed suit, and after a brief panic, she began to sort out her thoughts and was gradually able to observe the purifier from a level perspective.

"By the way, Siren, are all of them like this?"

"It's hard to say. She should be considered a special individual among the sirens."

"Eh?"

The great sage's eyes were full of question marks.

"Special...well, in short, it's very special."

Soviet Rossiya really wanted to say that this guy was extremely stupid, but after comparing the huge disparity in combat power between them, he just snorted vaguely.

"You have a good eye. You are much smarter than the ships in this world."

The Purifier didn't notice the strangeness in her words and spoke happily.

"Yes, even among all the Sirens, I am uniquely powerful. Otherwise, why do they always let me take action?"

The Purifier put his hands on his hips, looking extremely proud.

Wuming looked as if he wanted to say something but was hesitant. Based on his understanding of these guys in the experimental agency, every one of them was a lazy bum. They must have used some deceptive rhetoric to trick the Purifier and made her do the work of several people.

Soviet Rossiya looked at the complacent Purifier and felt inexplicably bored. He felt that his previous seriousness seemed stupid in front of this guy.

"It feels completely different from the Siren I imagined."

The great sage covered his mouth and chuckled, looked at the Purifier with a tall and upturned nose, and sighed softly.

"I remember? Hey, you are called the Great Sage, right? If I remember correctly, you probably haven't seen us either."

The Purifier leaned back and sat on the armrest of Wuming's chair. By saying this, it seemed as if Wuming was also included in the ranks of "us".

“Well, so it’s just an impression.”

The Great Sage looked at the petite Purifier and couldn't help but defend himself.

"It's already difficult to deal with mass-produced sirens, and you're almost certain to die if you encounter one."

"Haha, it's not as great as you say."

The Purifier scratched his head and couldn't help laughing again.

"But, your growth rate is still too slow. Sigh, in the final analysis, the difference brought by talent is almost absolute. Unless you meet someone like Wuming who is willing to spend a lot of resources to train you, otherwise, if you rely solely on your own efforts, the upper limit is still too low."

She shook her head as she spoke, and the great sage's eyes narrowed as he listened. He felt as if he knew something extraordinary.

"Hmm? This aura... well, is it the wild ember?"

The Purifier's expression changed and his eyes were fixed on the door outside the command room.

At this moment, outside the door, a tall, silver-haired woman was looking at her with a cold expression.

"Siren..."

"Yohoo, you smell like Wuming. Are you his new subordinate?"

Compared to the Reno.meta's high-level preparations, the Purifier looks much more relaxed.

"Get away from Wuming!"

"Didn't Wuming tell you? He and I are good friends..."

The Purifier pushed herself up with both hands and landed on the ground with light steps. She walked slowly with her hands behind her back and stood in front of Reno Meat.

"Otherwise, I would have killed a piece of trash like you long ago!"

Reno.meta's face became even colder, but unlike her eyes that could freeze one's bones, the temperature around the command room rose in vain. Wuming turned his head and looked at the two green plants on the windowsill. At this moment, their branches and leaves had dried up, and the edges of the leaves were turning black. After all the water evaporated in an instant, they began to burn again from the dry veins.

"I will never forget your face. It was you and your companions who turned my world into a wasteland!"