Come and connect with me!

"When you're watching anime, you'll turn the volume up to 20, then open the game to swipe monsters on the main map. But because you always forget to look down at your progress, even if you're online for a long time, you don't get much gold."

Wuming uttered an "ah" and suddenly his eyes widened.

"Wait, do you mean..."

"That's it."

Frederick the Great gazed at him tenderly.

"When you open the game every day, I, or we, can see everything you do. You point fingers at the secretary ship, wanting to hear something different. When you see that the ship girl has a good figure, you want to install a fruit patch, but you are worried about being banned. You buy a monthly card on time every month, but you never use diamonds to buy oil...

When choosing new clothes, you only consider ship girls with good figures, um, except for Laffey and Eldridge, no, there is also Nicholas... Ha, everyone has seen this. You only buy gift packages for rings, two for 980, and then marry two at once. If there is a beautiful wedding dress, you will hurriedly make her a secretary ship and send her out to force her to get married.

I read novels every day, and sometimes I go to video websites to ask the official why they don’t release wedding dresses... Haha, really, now that I think about it, you are such a complete bastard. "

Wuming was speechless when he heard this, and sincerely hoped that there would be a hole on the ground for him to crawl into.

"but."

Frederick the Great chuckled.

"I have been watching you like this for three years. I watched you rejoice over my birth, then collect drawings with a bitter face. I watched you hesitate for a long time and finally choose to marry me when I didn't have a wedding dress. When you picked my dress from the random gift bag, you said 'I saved a lot of money'...

My love, my husband, I am not a philosopher who is sad about the passing of time and ponders the meaning of his own existence. I do not pursue meaningless and unnecessary existential debates. I only know that you, who occupy my world, are the most important person to me. This is enough. You do not have to feel uneasy. Everything in this port area belongs to you. If anyone disagrees with this, I will use my hands to make those people realize this fact. And this is only for my philandering husband who does not belong to me alone. "

Frederick the Great's words were not passionate, he repeated her confession calmly, and Wuming had no doubt of her sincerity.

His heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of happiness, which made him feel satisfied and anxious at the same time. He didn't know if he had enough feelings to respond to this feeling.

"I'm sorry, that's all I can say right now, and thank you for being willing to love a jerk like me."

Frederick the Great raised the corners of his mouth, and his face flushed. He stretched out his hands and hugged Wuming tightly, saying in a voice that only he could hear: "Just like that... Just like that, always depend on me... Just look at me... The others are pests... Hehe..."

Neither of them spoke, they just hugged each other tightly until a deliberate cough was heard.

"Ahem, to be honest, this is a little different from what I thought the meeting would be."

A hearty voice sounded behind Wuming. Wuming turned around and saw a white-haired beauty standing not far away. Behind her, a light gate was disappearing.

She wore a short black baseball cap, with a white ponytail fluttering in the wind behind her head, and held a blue and white parasol in her hand. She also rarely wore a dark blue tight leather jacket that showed off her figure, a black short coat, and blue rubber high heels. The eagle [Death] on her shoulder was looking at the two people hugging each other.

"Well, excuse me, Frederick the Great and I were a little too engrossed in each other's company. When did you come out of the door, Enterprise?"

Wuming let go of his hand awkwardly. He was saying thank you for Frederick's love in the previous second, and the next second Qiye came. He was really overwhelmed.

Enterprise turned the parasol, and the sunlight shone through the two-color umbrella, flickering on her face, making it difficult to see through her thoughts. Her lavender eyes looked directly at Frederick the Great, who looked back at her expressionlessly.

"It probably started with those words... Just like this... Always and forever depend on me..."

She put away her parasol, and the Grim Reaper spread its wings, let out a long eagle cry, and flew around the port area. Wuming also felt that something was wrong at this time.

Enterprise strolled over, even though she was wearing a racing girl's racing outfit, each of her steps seemed to be measured with a ruler, and she stepped on the ground precisely, and the tapping sound of her high heels also brought a military atmosphere like a battlefield.

After a while, she stopped and looked into Frederick the Great's eyes.

She was slightly shorter than Frederick the Great, but no less imposing.

"I was very happy, but I didn't expect to hear such harsh words just after I woke up."

"I have no obligation to say nice things to anyone other than my dear."

Wuming looked around and let out a long sigh. Although he didn't react before, he probably understood it now.

She's a yandere, she wants to kill everyone else and only be with me. Isn't this a specialty of the Red Axis? But is this difficult for a Hong Kong Lord of the Rings?

Seeing that the four hemispheres were stuck together, Wuming felt it was time to show off his skills!

Bang*2!

"Hmm~"

Frederick the Great uttered a low, queenly sound that matched his appearance.

"Hey!"

Enterprise's face suddenly turned red, and he straightened up in panic. As a result, he lost his balance, twisted his foot, and fell straight down. Wuming dodged, hugged Enterprise tightly, and teased: "Your reaction and voice are very unlike [Enterprise]."

He looked at the shy Enterprise in his arms and said with satisfaction: "Yeah, her face doesn't look like Bacai, and her figure doesn't look like Bacai either, that's great."

"Eh?"

"Well, it's a little sad that you only looked at Frederick the Great instead of me when we met for the first time."

"No, Commander, she..."

"Just call me dear, or husband, or darling, or whatever, just like, um, Frederick the Great."

Enterprise opened his mouth and looked helpless.

"Well, dear, I am heartbroken that you are so partial to Frederick the Great instead of me when we first met."

Although she was a little overwhelmed by Wuming's sudden attack, she was an enterprise after all, so she figured out his attitude from Wuming's words. She puffed her cheeks, just lay in his arms, and looked at him with dissatisfaction.

Being looked at with such reproach by the heroic white-haired beauty, Wuming felt as shy as if he had been caught doing something wrong by an adult. He could only lower his head and give her a deep kiss to express his feelings.

After a long time, Qiye's eyes also showed a little tears, and she gently touched Wuming's forehead with her head.

"How cunning."

Then, a smile spread across her lips.

"Please take good care of me in the future, my dear commander."

Chapter 12 How can Hong Kong be without Manju

The crisis seemed to be resolved.

But it just seemed.

With what Frederick the Great had told him before, Wuming also roughly knew how to get along with them. It seemed that as long as he was thick-skinned, both the White Eagle's highest combat power and the Iron-Blooded Decisive Battle Plan would be blushing and allow them to do whatever they wanted. However, it was obvious that there was no deep affection between them. Just like he had never doubted Frederick the Great's feelings for him, he also had no doubt that if he, as a commander, turned a blind eye, these two equally powerful ship girls would definitely turn the port area under their feet into ruins.

It seems that even if the ring is given, the road to becoming a harem king is still a long way to go.

Holding one hand with his wife, Wuming explained to Enterprise the current situation in the port area.

"... That's about it. As you can see, there is nothing in the port area now. The only food is fish, crabs and seaweed. The only place to live is the command room. Clothes and travel can only rely on legs. Uh, you two can drive ship suits, which is not a problem. The most important things in front of us are two things. One is the view of the external ship girls on us, which may appear to be lured or directly attacked, and the siren attack that the whole world will face. Our port area is on the sea, so this possibility is not small...

Secondly, the port area must be restored to operation as soon as possible. Such a large port area cannot be left abandoned like this forever."

After an enterprise appeared, the dock became inoperable again with a cooling time of 48 hours. It was shown that it was undergoing internal upgrades and one could only wait for the results. After having two ship girls, many buildings could be repaired. Among them, there was something that was not in the game that caught Wuming's attention.

【Manjiu Cultivation Warehouse】

The effect is that it can produce small biological machines to assist the operation of the port and the life of the ship girls, and the location of the breeding warehouse is not far from the port.

There is no hope for a new ship girl for the time being, and the port area does need some capable tools. Huang Ji has taken so much money from me, so just consider it as a salary. From now on, just work like a slave for me!

"I understand. The next major goal is to repair the port area and defend against the Sirens and possible local warships. During this period, I will let the Grim Reaper patrol the coastline."

The enterprise quickly got into shape, and just as Wuming had impressed her, she was very reliable.

"Reaper patrols alone may not be enough. After we repair the barbarian breeding chamber, we'll see if these little guys can help."

Wuming looked at the black spot looming on the edge of the sky above his head and felt a little uneasy.

"My biological ship can patrol the coastal waters at any time..."

Frederick the Great spoke.

This was the first time she spoke since Wuming had brought the two of them together.

Perhaps because she felt that the company should not be dominated by one person alone, she took the initiative to take on some of the work.

"The Grim Reaper's sight can observe everything in the port area. Any offender cannot escape its pursuit."

Enterprise said calmly, and even if she didn't look at Frederick the Great, everyone present could smell the tension between them.

"Really? That little bird doesn't look like it can afford such a large area."

Frederick the Great narrowed his eyes and spoke in a bad tone.

"The Death God is an important treasure that my sister gave me. That child can fly for a long time. It has a communicator that can contact me at any time. It can maintain communication within a maximum range of 200 kilometers. How far can your ship equipment be from you?"

Enterprise spoke uprightly, speaking to Frederick the Great in a tone without any gloom.

"You could have said it more clearly."

Frederick the Great's tone deepened, and her two dragon-headed warships stood up straight, their sharp teeth rubbing against each other, making intimidating tearing sounds.

“Since you can’t do everything by yourself, you have to learn to trust your partners!”

Qiye's lavender eyes were as pure as polished crystal, and his temperament was as cold as the winter wind in the snowy area.

Frederick the Great's amber eyes wavered a little. She said nothing, but the two dragon-headed warships became more and more restless.

"We're here. Now we need the cooperation of both of you to repair the cultivation chamber."

Wuming coughed softly and pointed to a building a few steps away. The building looked like an enlarged version of a manju. A three-story large yellow chicken stood on the ground. There were no extra windows, only a metal baffle at the bottom that could be lifted up.

Enterprise shrugged, walked forward and fumbled around the baffle, found the recessed metal buckle, pulled it open with a click, and two triangular grooves appeared inside.

"And then just connect the ship equipment to it?"

"The phone said that it would take two people, so Frederick the Great also needs to contribute."

Wuming emphasized the word "it also requires effort", and Frederick the Great suddenly woke up as if from a dream. He walked over silently, and the dragon-head ship's equipment was transformed into a socket of suitable size.

Wuming looked at Enterprise, who had a blank expression on her face when Frederick the Great arrived, and then looked at Frederick the Great, who seemed to be broken by what Enterprise said. He once again realized that these beautiful ship girls are indeed living people, and are definitely not dolls that can be manipulated at will.

I hope that my ending will not be torn into small pieces by these ship girls who love me so much.

Wuming thought silently in his heart and continued chatting with Enterprise and Frederick the Great.

Time flies, and soon with the help of the two ship girls, the Manjiu breeding warehouse was repaired. During the chat, Enterprise put forward an interesting conjecture, that is, the repair of the port area is to use the computing power of the ship girl's ship equipment to start the internal repair program. The external ship girl is actually a plug-in. If a computer comparable to the computing power of the ship equipment can be found, perhaps there will be no need for the two ship girls to stand here stupidly.

Wuming thinks this is quite possible, but the reality is that there are only two ship girls in the port, so running errands is still necessary.

The Manjiu breeding chamber was repaired. The three of them stepped back a few meters and watched the metal skin of the big yellow chicken begin to soften little by little, revealing a fluffy texture. It seemed to come alive, moving its fat body like a ball and letting out a long cry.

"Haw!!!"

Then, mounds of earth quickly rose up under the big yellow chicken. After a while, small yellow chickens emerged from the mounds. Some of these little guys were so small that you could grab them with one hand, while some were as big as the large pillows in a claw machine, half the size of an adult.

These little creatures were in confusion for a while, then they flashed their small wings and circled around the three people. Wuming reached out and grabbed a small one, squeezed it, and it felt like a movable plush doll, but a little heavier. The big one didn't struggle, but just stared at Wuming with its eyes as big as soybeans.

"Manju, what can you do?"

Wuming looked at this little thing and its round body, and felt that it could only be used to act cute.

"Ha!"

The little yellow chicken chirped, flapped its wings and landed on the ground in Wuming's palm. Then it took out a chef's hat half the size of its body from somewhere and put it on its head, with a small shovel in its little wing.

“Can you cook?”

The little yellow chicken nodded and shook its head. It took off its chef's hat and put on a yellow safety helmet, and had a hoe in its hand.

"Um, can you still build a house?"

"Ha!"

Wuming raised his eyebrows and decided not to ask why such a thing was possible. After all, it was a product of the system, and all ship girls had it. There was no need to care too much about it.

"1, 2, 3... There are a total of barbarians. Commander, as long as there are materials, these little guys can build houses and make some props. You can also ask them to process the raw materials."

Qiye held the large chicken in his arms, rubbed the fat yellow chicken with both hands, and had a smile on his face.

Frederick the Great pursed his lips, and for some reason, his expression became even worse.

"Well, this is good news. With them here, I believe the port will be able to operate normally soon... Um... Big Yellow Chicken, how long will it take for you to produce another batch of Little Yellow Chickens?"

Wuming asked the breeding chamber.

The big yellow chicken raised its eyes and pointed at Wuming's cell phone with its little wings.

Wuming scratched his head and opened his phone to see that there was also a countdown on the icon of the barbarian breeding warehouse, showing twelve hours. The efficiency was to produce ten barbarian chickens every twelve hours. The first twenty-five might be the so-called novice discount, and the breeding warehouse itself was shown as Lv1, which looked like it could continue to be upgraded to improve efficiency.

The upgrade conditions require waiting until the [Scientific Research Center] is repaired, but there is no sign of Akashi now, so the upgrade cannot be put on the agenda.

Chapter 13 I have everything...

At night, the command room building.

Thanks to the active figures of the little yellow chickens, they collected supplies in the port area and took care of the bushes in the port area. Wherever they went, the port area was refreshed. At a speed visible to the naked eye, they made the entire port area great again. They can be called the Blue President.