Construction of the port area from Anchorage to the north

It seems that because of the opening of the closet, the girl's steady breathing stopped slightly, she slowly opened her eyes, and the blue light slowly flowed out——

"...Is there anything for me?"

The voice is quite cold, formulaic and slightly familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it.

The way Yang Ming was holding the kitchen knife was noticed by her, she didn't care, and continued to hug her toy: "Eating is unnecessary behavior, do your own thing, I will be here, continue to wait."

She didn't think Yang Ming was a threat at all, so she closed her eyes again, and after a while, her breathing became long again, obviously she had completely fallen asleep.

What did the trustee tell her... No, what did the trustee do to make this one live in the closet? !

Yang Ming's Adam's apple wriggled up and down, carefully put down the kitchen knife, and when he slowly closed the cabinet door, someone knocked hard on the door!

The sound of 'dong bang bang bang bang' made Yang Ming startled. He closed the cabinet door and went to the door to open it, only to see the counselor standing at the door.

"I don't need to check the bed since I'm out and live, boss?"

The counselor looked displeased: "Then what should I do? Remember to come to the multimedia hall for the national defense knowledge class tomorrow morning. It must be so that you are absolutely not allowed to miss it. Do you understand?"

"Isn't there a group in our class? If you send a group message, it will be over."

The counselor was even more annoyed: "There is a stupid X who is in the group, and a few other stupid Xs also chat with each other, and then? Then the even more stupid X proudly said that he had reported Xinyue 3."

Yang Ming understood: "I'm laughing, Cuban trucks, right?"

"...Hey, it's good that you know, remember that you must never be absent, absolutely not! Maybe the next time we meet again, it will be through the glass."

"I'm ashamed, how important that class is."

Shrugging, when the counselor went to knock on the door next door, Yang Ming quickly closed the door, locked it and opened the cupboard door.

In the enhanced MR frame of the glasses, the information of the girl in front of him emerged again.

[Current Target: Unknown Force/Unknown Unit/Observer Zero (Dream Weaver)]

[It is in good condition and can be put into combat at any time. 】

No, what does this have to do with going into battle? Can I order her to do something?

Observer Zero also opened his eyes due to the successive noises.

"Do you have anything else to ask? I have explained my purpose and goal to you. If there is no new information, I will continue to wait here."

To be honest, it's a bit strange that Zero, the observer of the real behind-the-scenes BOSS, is so kind, but what did she say? Why is the diary written so briefly by the trustee? Can't it be longer? !

Carefully closing the cabinet door, Yang Ming pondered for a moment, and decided to bury the trusteeship just now in his heart.

God knows if Observer Zero will disassemble him into a hundred parts for analysis because of this fact!

Chapter 140. How to build a good relationship with something that should be an enemy?

Holding his breath and concentrating, sitting in front of the computer, Yang Ming finally realized why he felt something was wrong.

The materials of the walls, floors, and even the ceiling in the room are different from before, and even the feel of the computer case is different... How did they negotiate?

After thinking about it, he created a new file in the folder with the password.

'Zero meeting with Observer today, she said...'

Then lock it, and then put the kitchen knife on the table with peace of mind—forget it, it's useless to think so much, if Observer Zero really wants to chop himself into mincemeat and analyze it, then he can't resist !

Turn on the phone, enter the test game, and then zoom in on the screen of the port area. Yang Ming saw a long stick with a white prismatic cloth bag in the flower beside the large bathing place under construction.

Waving to the yellow chickens under construction, it seems that some mysterious rice wife ceremony is going on.

Turning the screen around, Yang Ming was rather curious: "What are you doing here?"

"Commander? I have finished the daily cleaning tasks. It just so happens that the yellow chicken is under construction here... In Daozu, it seems that many fortifications are in the process, and there will be witches to accompany them. Bad things can be dealt with in time."

Huasanli waved the decoration on his hand to a passing yellow chicken, as if this was considered a blessing... It really is a very simple feeling.

"Forget it... By the way, where are An Bao and the others now?"

"Miss Anchorage? They seem to be saying that they want to quickly improve their abilities for Miss Nagato, so the three of them went to sea together, and they should be in battle now."

In the flowers scattered, some regrettable waving decorations, waiting for that one

After the yellow chicken happily ran away, she continued: "Unfortunately, I don't have the strength to fight for you for the time being, maybe in the future..."

Waving his hand, Yang Ming said indifferently: "There's no need to worry about this matter. Let's talk about it after I draw out the R&D talents in the port area, or where to find them. Of course, if you're lucky, it's not impossible to catch Big Eyed Meng in advance." ?”

Hua Sanli tilted her head in doubt, if she could see through the mask, she must have a lovely confused expression now.

It's a pity that I can't see the face behind this mask!

Shaking his head helplessly, Yang Ming reminded her to tell her that going to sea to fight has certain risks, and after encountering danger, don't love to fight, and then went to sleep.

... After lying down, Yang Ming realized that the foot of his bed was facing the wardrobe. At night, if the "thing" in the wardrobe changed his mind a little, he could merge with the bed.

Although the bed is very good and soft, and the bed won't complain, but the physical fusion won't turn into a Phoenix-destroyer, which is really terrifying.

"Summoning the rampage magic circle, usually summoning Aleister..." echoed in my mind

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't fall asleep. He wandered around the group with his mobile phone for half an hour, and finally couldn't help but sit up.

'Anbao, my Anbao: Brothers, I have a friend who has insomnia recently, and feels that someone in his closet may kill him at any time. Let me help my friend, how to treat this kind of insomnia better? '

'There are no outsiders here, the friend you mentioned, is it yourself? '

'Is there a possibility that the friend you mentioned is yourself? '

'Watching the movie till midnight, don't worry, why don't you play the Great Compassion Mantra with me! '

The group of friends immediately began to speak enthusiastically, and the air instantly became cheerful—but everyone was watching the fun in the middle of the night.

This group of people can't be counted on anymore, so Yang Ming decided to do it himself, went to find a suction cup hook, and sucked the two hanging scrolls to the wardrobe door.

On the left is the single heirloom of the eight generations of the Hakurei family. It is said that Hakurei Reimu, who once crossed the underworld in white clothes, was repelled.

On the right is the back of a tiger and the waist of a wolf. When the iron armor is removed, there will be a pair of devil's back muscles. Artoria Pendragon, who has tens of millions of followers, is Ha Jiang.

With the second general Hum Ha guarding, he expected that the cabinet would be filthy, so he dared not obey!

…………

The next morning, Yang Ming sat in the multimedia classroom with a pair of dark circles under his eyes that had been healed by entrustment before, and he didn't even care about greetings from his classmates next to him.

I didn't sleep well last night. Sometimes I felt like I fell asleep, but I always felt that I could hear some strange noises...like the sound of mechanical operation.

On the podium, a new teacher whose demeanor, demeanor, and even the way of speaking is different from ordinary teachers is on the stage, giving the college students present common knowledge about what to bring and what not to bring if there is an air raid warning.

As well as where to run, why to run, etc., listening to a bunch of people in the audience drowsy.

Yang Ming was no exception, but he held back and even turned on his cell phone, intending to read today's news.

As a result, the news came to the fore that the situation in the neon sea area was deteriorating, warships from several countries gathered at the seaside, and some ships even launched missiles in order to sink some other ships.

This picture looks familiar...

After contemplating for a moment, Yang Ming confirmed that there was no one around, put on a headset and entered the port area, and just after entering, he saw that Anchorage was circling in the commander's office.

The long hair and coat spread out like flowers, and his eyes were fixed on a yellow chicken on the ceiling fan - but no matter how he looked at it, the chicken didn't look like he wanted to go up.

The other yellow chicken went to turn off the ceiling fan, and the yellow chicken above finally couldn't catch it. The moment it was thrown away, Lei Dianzhen, who was sitting on the office chair, raised his hand and caught it just right.

"Teacher... is here! Anchorage... is watching the house...!"

Anchorage happily leaned over. On the panel of the secretary ship, her personal level has risen to level 60, highlighting a leveling efficiency.

"It's been hard sailing...I'm in class, so I can't talk too much. What about Nagato?"

Anchorage blinked, happily ran to the corridor with the picture, and pointed in the direction of the dormitory.

Let's say hello after class is over.

Looking up, the lecturer in the class has already mentioned that there are as many as 50 on the Internet today. I hope that students will pay more attention to it and learn to distinguish what is 50 and what is a normal person.

The whole two-hour class, although the content is very formal and even has some things that cannot be seen from the perspective of the Internet, it is really boring.

By the time get out of class was over, Yang Ming was already bored to the point of playing chess with his mobile phone.

It's just that the opponent matched this time is a bit strange. In the end, the Jedi counterattacked and pulled out his handsome guy just to keep his car.

What kind of dark art of war is this, abandoning the commander to protect the car?

When the bell rang, everyone sat up straight, and the moment they heard 'end of get out of class', everyone rushed out of the classroom, not wanting to stay for a moment.

Who made the class so boring—Yawned again, Yang Ming always felt that he couldn't make it through today.

"Hey! How do you sleep, how can you sleep at your age!"

I'm sorry, it's definitely not good news for this guy to come in broad daylight, so just find a reason to make excuses and find a place to sleep.

Chapter 141. This Picture Finally Begins

Déjà vu!

The result is to borrow a battery car.

Throwing the car keys over, Yang Ming staggered to find a chair next to the sports field in the school and sat down. After a long yawn, he regained his energy and opened the test game again.

Then he swiped the screen and found that on the other side of the dormitory, the door of the Emperor's room was showing a sign that he could enter. After subconsciously clicking on it, he found that she was not in the basement, but was sitting by the window, quietly reading a few documents in her hand.

"Huh? You haven't greeted me properly until now, my child, what do you want here?"

Yang Ming leaned against the wire guardrail, opened his mouth but stopped.

Originally, I wanted to tell the Great Emperor about Observer Zero, but the words got to the point of my mouth, seeing the other person's appearance yesterday...

So he decided to wait and see first: "No, I just want to see that the Great Emperor and you are always fighting outside. I still have some things to deal with today, and it's not easy to get over—such trivial matters."

"To me, nothing about you is trivial."

The emperor nodded slightly: "If you don't come here, you only need to allocate sailings according to the things you need to do every day in the port area, so there is no need to worry."

It's really reassuring, as expected of the recognized mother of the Great Emperor, except that she looks a little cold and cruel on the outside, not easy to get close to, but she feels like a mother who takes care of herself in every possible way!

There should be a famous quote from a blond captain here.

Leaving the emperor for a while, Yang Ming felt that the school seemed a bit lively today, as if someone from the conscription office ran over today... Forget it, it has nothing to do with him.

Turning to the door of Nagato's room, Yang Ming clicked the button and the screen cut directly into it - at that moment, he thought that he would be like the protagonist of Japanese comics, just bumping into some popular screens.

But no, Nagato sat kneeling on the light green tatami mat, neatly dressed, and there were some office supplies on the small round table in front of her, as if she was writing various plans.

When she saw Yang Ming coming in, she was still a little confused, but soon, Nagato opened her eyes wide: "Ru...is this what you really look like?"

"Ah? That's right, after all, Anbao is what I will use when I personally direct..."

Nagato didn't wait for him to finish, and asked in a tense tone that was a little different from his usual seriousness: "During my deep sleep, what happened to you? Why did the soul live in this small box?" .”

"...No, let me stroke it. I'm not in the little box. Look, this is my head, these are my hands, this is my body, and these are my feet."

Taking a picture of himself with the mobile phone, Yang Ming continued: "Unless I log in to the game, I can only talk to you and control the battle like this... Time was tight before, so I didn't have time to explain it."

At this moment, Nagato was a little relieved, and then suddenly his ears were pricked up, and he asked hesitantly: "That... that means... what she did to me in Anchorage before..."

"Who do you think your ear was touched for the first time—it's my commander!"

Nagato's cheeks flushed instantly, and even the long fox ears seemed to be flushed to the head because of the blood, and the thinner fur became pink and tender.

"You...you really...have said that to me and done that to me, remember to take responsibility!"

I can only say that as expected of Nagato, I am fine with this majestic but often shy look.

Little did he know that if there was a people's policeman behind him at this time, he could be dragged to the regret chair now and tell him how our country implements a complete set of criminal laws.

…………

According to Nagato, after she was mistaken for expulsion, she went directly to the port for a ship deployment.

Among other things, the impact of the small car carrying the cannon and the boat carrying the 410 main gun really opened Leiden's eyes.

How did Nagato’s small body stand up to the bridge taller than her head, the curved shield of the ship wider than her shoulders, the hull of the ship, and the giant naval guns distributed behind the left and right... It’s completely a mystery. puzzle.

In fact, Yang Ming is also very curious. Of course, he is even more curious about whether Nagato can be hugged by himself (referring to Anchorage mode) if Nagato unfolds the ship suit.

"This, this kind of thing... I don't know, if you have a chance to try it yourself!"

This is what you said.

Yang Ming nodded with a smile, and curiously asked what she was writing - the answer was as expected, it was some copywriting preparations for the fleet that would definitely grow stronger in the future.