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Enterprises quickly adapted to the rhythm of the port area and rolled up their sleeves to devote themselves to construction. After a little yellow chicken found a bag of flour, she went into the kitchen and planned to let Wuming taste the pizza she made. Wuming looked at the little yellow chickens who were washing dishes, cleaning tables and chairs, and even going fishing, and found that he suddenly had nothing to do.

Not only is his working speed not as fast as the KanColle, even the little yellow chicken is better than him. If he insists on going up to help, these little guys will look at him with contempt. Wuming is so angry that he just goes to fish!

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He wandered slowly around the command room. There were people holding scissors in the bushes, people holding rags on the windows, and people holding mops on the floor. Wuming looked at the clean command room and found that he couldn't find a place to stand.

Frederick the Great's ship suit should be able to float across the floor...

Wuming thought of the gentle beauty with the big dragon head, and suddenly thought of a question.

He hadn't seen her for nearly half an hour.

Although they had been together for no more than two days, Frederick the Great was actually very easy to understand. She had never refused Wuming's request, and even if she didn't speak, she would look at him with a satisfied look and stand quietly beside him, and would never disappear without reason.

As soon as Wuming thought of this, he reached out and grabbed a chicken on the windowsill. The little yellow chicken was suddenly lifted into the air, and its short legs were still puffing forward. It reflexively moved several times in the air before it reacted and glanced at Wuming with its black bean-sized eyes, as if to tell him to 'gkd'.

"Where is Frederick the Great? I don't see her."

The little yellow chicken blinked.

"Chirp."

"Eh? Do you know or not?"

The little yellow chicken stared at Wuming for a while, looking a little helpless. Suddenly, a light bulb lit up beside its head, and it had an idea. Little Wing touched behind it, took out a writing board that was bigger than its body, buried its head and wrote for a while, then raised the sign.

[I didn't pay attention, but he should not be at the headquarters anymore.]

"Okay, keep busy."

Wuming saw that this little thing had even developed the typing skill, so he thought it would be better not to bother it anymore.

He trotted out of the command room, wondering where Frederick the Great had gone.

She was in a bad mood during the day, but Wuming simply attributed it to the arrival of Enterprise, which made her feel threatened. Wuming didn't have a good solution for this. As the king of Azure Harem, when he gave the ring, he was just thinking about giving her an extra set of skins, but he didn't consider the problems that might suddenly appear on the ship girls. But at that time, he was also thinking like an ostrich in his heart that since all the ship girls could see what they were doing on their phones, then maybe they could love each other and live together in harmony.

Thinking about it now, I was indeed too naive.

Wuming stopped and thought on the spot.

He thought that it would take several kilometers to cross the port area. The entire port area is so large that it is naturally not advisable to search blindly. The barbarians are still working. If they are mobilized to help, the enterprises will not fail to notice it. That is equivalent to letting the enterprises get involved. It is obvious that if this is not handled properly, both wives will be furious. Unless it is absolutely necessary, the little yellow chickens must not be used.

So where is Frederick the Great?

The two of them went to very few places during the past two days, only to the command room, the naval canteen, the beach, and the port. Excluding the canteen and the command room where Manjiu was, there were only the port and the beach left.

Thinking of this, Wuming had the illusion that he was playing a love game. Going to a certain place could unlock new CGs, and if he went too late, he would lose the chance to improve his favorability.

Port or beach?

Wuming bit his lip, hesitating between the two options.

They had dinner together for the first time on the beach, and unlocked a lot of CGs and poses. Her confession at the port made Wuming feel happy until now.

Maybe to the port?

No, we should go to the beach!

Having made his decision, he immediately set off running.

The beach is a memory that belongs exclusively to the two of them, but there are businesses at the port, which obviously won’t let her let go so quickly!

Wuming ran all the way, and the feeling under his feet changed from the cobblestone path to moist soil, and then to soft gravel.

We have reached the beach.

He did not shout loudly, but just kept jogging, adjusting his breathing, and moving towards the direction of the artificial hot spring. Soon, a few faint red lights appeared in front of his eyes. A lonely figure was standing with his back to the beach, hugging his legs, staring at the sparkling sea motionlessly.

It was Frederick the Great.

Wuming walked towards her slowly with light steps. Only when he got closer did he realize that Frederick the Great's condition was worse than he had imagined.

Her long black hair was disheveled behind her, and the dragon suits on both sides of her body lay sickly on the ground, no longer having the arrogance she had during the day.

He walked to the side of Frederick the Great and sat down next to her. Frederick the Great stared at the sea blankly. Wuming noticed that there were traces of tears in the corners of her eyes. Her dark golden eyes were lifeless, and she looked like a puppet that had lost its soul.

"What are you thinking about?"

Wuming also looked in the direction of Frederick the Great, but now the sun was setting and the crescent moon was rising. The only things on the sea were the reflected moonlight and the occasional fish jumping out of the sea.

"I have no idea……"

Her voice was hoarse, and the words she spoke sounded frustrated.

"Then tell me what you feel. I always have time to listen to you whenever you want to."

Frederick the Great was silent for a while, picked up shells on the beach and threw them into the sea.

The shell fell into the sea with a splash.

"I suddenly feel a little lost..."

She looked at the shell that sank into the sea and murmured, "Before Enterprise came, I felt that I was unique. I also believed that even if someone else came to the port, I would be irreplaceable. But today, when I saw Enterprise, I suddenly realized that I can only fight. If it wasn't me who showed up yesterday, it wouldn't make any difference. As a ship, being able to fight is not something to boast about."

Wuming didn't say anything, and now she should be allowed to finish speaking.

"But Enterprise is different. She can use her pet to patrol the port area to ensure that there is no sudden attack. Even without the bird, as an aircraft carrier, she can send out aircraft for reconnaissance. This is something I can't do. My ship can't even leave me two hundred meters away."

When Wuming saw her say this, the two dragon-headed ship suits were obviously a little disappointed.

She paused, lowered her head and grabbed a handful of sand, the yellow sand slipping through her fingers.

"I am not as good as Manjiu in life. These little guys take good care of the port area, cleaning the windowsills, sweeping the spider webs, pruning the garden, cutting down trees and making new furniture... They can do it all very well, but I..."

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She buried her head in her knees and choked.

“…and I can’t do anything!”

Chapter 14: No Creation

On the beach, the evening breeze blows gently, dispersing the floating clouds in the sky, but it cannot dispel the sorrow in people's hearts.

Wuming looked at the fragile Frederick the Great and could only hug her carefully and stroke her back gently.

"you're right."

Wuming said softly, feeling the person in his arms tremble.

"Whether in combat or in life, no one is irreplaceable."

Frederick the Great raised his head and stared at him blankly. This seemed to be different from what she had imagined.

“Even if you are irreplaceable for a while, as science develops, you will gradually become commonplace, and eventually become just like the rest of the people.”

Wuming held Frederick the Great's head and pressed his forehead against hers.

"It is naive to think that you are absolutely irreplaceable and the whole world must revolve around you. This is a setting that only children like in fantasy novels. Reality is more cruel than any novel."

"Stronger weapons, better tactics, looking back at the end of materialism, everything is nothing more than something that can be copied and replaced, without exception."

Frederick the Great opened his mouth and his eyes became increasingly dim.

"When you were the only one in our port, there was no comparison, so your idea was right. But when Enterprise came, you found that you were not indispensable, and this was inevitable. When the next one, the next one, and even all the ship girls were here, the strong advantages of the individual would be diluted to almost nothing. You are just one of the countless ship girls, no different from the others. If the scientific research center is activated, perhaps stronger and more powerful ship girls will appear, and one of them can be worth ten of you, and you will have no advantage at all."

Wuming's voice was almost cruel, and Frederick the Great could not stop crying. The blade of words was sharper than a cannonball.

"So... why did I do so many irrational things? Giving a ring and buying clothes for a ship girl who will be eliminated sooner or later?"

He hugged Frederick the Great tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

"Why...why..."

There was confusion in Frederick the Great's eyes. Her thoughts followed Wuming's words and she also felt confused.

"Yeah, why..."

Wuming looked up at the new moon in the sky.

“Maybe it’s because I love myself.”

He let out a long breath.

"You once told me that you have been watching me since the day you came to the port, but conversely, I have also been watching you since you were born.

I spent time doing scientific research tasks, thinking of ways to get the blueprints, and during this time I also had to look up information on the wiki to see what kind of equipment would be most suitable for you. I remember that afternoon, because of different strategies, I had to test the damage again and again, and finally find the best set of equipment for you - even if the so-called strongest equipment was only less than 5% stronger than other equipment.

This consumed my time and eventually became my memory and a part of my life.

As long as the game... no, life goes on, better KanColle or better games will appear, and no one will be eliminated, even myself, but the time I spent on it and the stories I experienced will never be erased.

My devotion to you makes you different from other ship girls. Your confession and love for me are engraved in my heart. Whether it is the intensity or the effect, these are not important. What I want to tell you is that you are a part of my life, a unique part. "

Frederick the Great opened his mouth slightly, and uncontrollable joy appeared on his face. A faint blush spread from his cheeks to behind his ears, and the joy in his heart almost jumped out of his body.

"me……"

She wiped her eyes and smiled widely.

"I'm such an idiot."

Wuming kissed her cheek and took her hand.

"Well, it's time to go back. Oh, it would be bad if Enterprise found out that the evil Iron Blood ship was a fool."

Frederick the Great chuckled and walked slowly with Wuming. He knew Wuming's feelings. At this moment, she no longer cared about the company's opinion.

The two returned to the command room. This building was originally used as an office, but now the dormitory has not been repaired yet, so they just stayed here. When Wuming came back, Enterprise didn't seem to notice that he had been out, and her expression when looking at Frederick the Great was still the same as before, but for some reason, Wuming always felt that she seemed to have known it.

Dinner was the company's seafood pizza, and the Little Yellow Chicken chefs provided salads and drinks. Wuming went to taste the pizza with the mentality of eating dark food, but he didn't expect the taste to be surprisingly good. The Little Yellow Chicken's seafood salad and coconut milk drink also performed stably.

After the meal, Enterprise and Frederick the Great, who had behaved normally at the table, left hand in hand with smiles on their faces. After a while, a roar began to be heard near the port in the port area. Wuming thought it was better to guide than to block, so he did not stop it. After a while, Enterprise and Frederick the Great came back. Both of them changed their clothes. It seemed that Enterprise's face did not become ugly after changing his clothes. It was really cause for celebration.

At night, when Wuming closed the door, Qiye also stood inside with a red face...

At the same time, in the White Eagle Main Port, Reno was training hard alone in the training room.

The power of the ship comes from the Mind Cube, and the ship's equipment is the product of the combination of what various countries have cracked and learned on the Siren and the Mind Cube, which also has the characteristics of a technical black box.

Although common sense suggests that the performance of any man-made object is fixed, since ships have the same growth potential as humans, it is generally believed that the power of ship equipment can also become stronger through the growth of the ship itself.

But is it really possible to become as strong as that woman through exercise?

Reno smashed the 100-meter-high iceberg simulated in the training room with one shot. She looked at the huge virtual iceberg sinking to the bottom of the sea, but felt that her strength was still weak.

The magical port area, the magical iron-blooded ship, and the magical him.

What is that guy doing now?

Well, this guy is not an honest man. He said such things when he met me for the first time. I guess that iron-blooded guy has been eaten up.

Thinking of this, I always feel that the depression in my heart has dissipated a little.

She walked out of the training room, only to find Atlanta standing by the door, apparently having been waiting for some time.

"Hey, are you waiting for me?"

Atlanta nodded.

"Come with me. Saratoga-senpai asked you to go to her office after training."

Atlanta lifted her long pink hair beside her ear. She was serious and careful in her work. She was the eldest sister in the Atlanta class. She was almost the opposite of Santiago who was at the same level. In this port area, no one would refuse her if she asked for help, especially Senior Saratoga. Basically, she would be asked to help run errands for such things.

"I understand, but do you know what she wants from me?"

Reno came over, hooked his arm around Atlanta's neck, and asked in his ear.

"I don't know. She said it's very, very important, but there's no need to rush. So I'll tell you after you finish your training."

Atlanta pressed a finger against Reno's forehead to keep her from getting too close.

Unlike outside, Reno in the port is a carefree guy. She can chat with those submarines that are soaked in water for twenty hours a day, or those aircraft carriers that fly high and low and occasionally come back on fighter jets. She has a good relationship with them and is popular, but she has no concept of distance at all. When she met Atlanta for the second time, she started to put her arm around his shoulder, which made the latter feel helpless.

"Don't play a prank again."

Thinking of the glorious past of his old predecessor, Reno couldn't help muttering to himself, chatting with Atlanta, and soon came to Saratoga's office.

"Yoho, good evening, Reno."

Reno opened the door and was greeted by Saratoga with full energy.

"Hello too, Senior Saratoga. Um, what do you want from me? Why did you specifically ask Atlanta to guard the door?"