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So, you consider yourself a ship girl?

Milin asked Gray Feng with a strange look on his face.

The interactive terminal I can use now is a nano-synthetic body. At the same time, I can also develop some miniaturized combat platforms. According to the understanding of the world you live in, Commander, there is no essential difference between me and a ship girl.

Gray Feng said seriously.

That's right... Milin found that he had no reason to refute Gray Feng's conclusion.

But as Gray Gu Storm, a nano-disaster, is it interesting to call herself a ship girl?

You don't want to cheat me out of the ring, do you?

Milin seems to feel that Hui Feng's goal of suddenly claiming to be a ship girl is not so simple.

For the purpose of procreating descendants, it is a very novel experience to establish a formal marriage relationship with you, Commander. Gray Wind said the strange words in a serious tone.

To put it bluntly, it's just a ring trick, right? The species isolation between carbon-based organisms and silicon-based organisms is a bit different.

Milin, who didn't expect Gray Feng to actually use this reason, was speechless.

If he had just met Gray Feng, Milin would still have been touched by Gray Feng's words.

Now... this Gray Feng must be causing trouble on purpose.

After Gray Wind wiped out his creator, he pretended to be the creator for who knows how many thousands of years out of boredom.

So for her, there is no cognitive barrier to the civilized customs of this carbon-based creature.

Milin estimated that Hui Feng was causing trouble now because he remembered his past behavior of pretending to be a family drinker.

Reproductive isolation is not a problem that is too difficult to solve. As Gray Feng said, she raised her hand and spread her slender fingers, and a shining light appeared on her ring finger.

Seeing Gray Feng's movements, Ella, who was very happy to masturbate, immediately said to Gray Feng with a subtle expression:

I thought you had just been fished out by the commander, but I didn't expect you had already reached this point.

After finishing speaking, Ella immediately turned her gaze back to Milin and said:

As expected, it's the Ti...commander I know. His ability to salvage ships is superb.

I did the fishing, but I reserve my opinion on the second half of the sentence.

While Milin was talking, his eyes were always on Hui Feng.

This act of directly conjuring a wedding ring reminded Milin of his experience when he first met Gray Wind.

It was a gray desert with eternal silence.

Even though Milin could rely on Goldfinger to wander around in this world of nothing, he only lasted less than ten minutes before he inevitably fell into a certain depression because of this dead silence.

Just when this lowness almost turned into depression, affecting Milin's mental state.

The gray girl appeared next to Milin like a passerby she met by chance, and greeted in a cheerful voice:

Hello, compatriot, do you want to perform a mating ritual when you wake up from this sleep cycle?

Milin has forgotten what happened in his head when he heard this sentence.

I remember that I was stunned for at least nearly a minute before I regained consciousness and said:

It turns out to be you!

I'm also excited to see familiar faces as the next sleep cycle approaches.

The gray girl seemed really happy that Mirin knew her well.

Although this is not the first time, every time I see... and hear you say this from Gray Feng, I find it quite interesting. Milin, who unfortunately did not continue playing house with Gray Feng, said directly.

Do you know me? The originally imitated joy in the girl's voice gradually disappeared and turned into a smooth sound unique to mechanical life.

Of course, but you don't necessarily know me. Milin blurted out without much thought.

So... After hearing what Milin said, Gray Feng looked at Milin carefully and said, Are you the fourth natural disaster?

Huh? Do you know me? Milin was confused this time. He had driven so many gears and never saw Gray Wind directly calling him the Fourth Natural Disaster.

Well...this situation is not about opening a new gear.

The contract is ready, hurry up and sign it! As if he had confirmed something from Milin's answer, Gray Feng took out an electronic document from nowhere and forced the transparent tablet into Milin's hand. .

Milin, who looked confused and took the electronic document, said strangely:

What contract.

I will be loyal to you for five thousand years. Gray Wind said seriously, almost finding a crutch and breaking it.

...Wait a minute, why do I think the plot progressed too quickly? Milin always felt that Gray Feng had skipped a step that could lead to a lot of words.

Because you are the fourth natural disaster and I am Gray Goo Storm. They are both natural disasters. I believe we will get along very well, so let's sign it. Gray Wind said in an urging tone.

Gods get along very well even if they are natural disasters. Wait, isn't this your contract of betrayal? Why did you force me to sign it?

Shouldn't you first say Yang Bailao, it's the Chinese New Year... and then force the other party to sign it? Milin, who didn't understand why Gray Wind was so anxious, was very surprised. .

...

Milin, who suddenly became quiet for some reason, raised his head and glanced, only to see Gray Feng looking at him with a subtle expression.

It took Milin a few seconds to notice that the other party was not looking at him, but behind him.

Milin, who turned back following Gray Feng's gaze, did not see anything special. What he saw was still a dead gray desert.

Just when Milin was about to look away, an unreasonable feeling of loneliness suddenly emerged from deep in his heart.

Fortunately, this feeling of loneliness comes and goes quickly.

It seems like it’s just a trial version.

I'm sorry. Milin, who no longer looked at the desert, looked down at the electronic document in his hand and signed his name simply.

By the way, after a brief hesitation, Milin added a line of command under his name

\u0026 graygoo.401”

No need to apologize, what should I call you? Hui Feng said as he watched Milin sign his name at the end of the electronic document but did not get the electronic document back.

Mi Lin, this is my name...ID Mi Lin hesitated for a moment before replacing his name with ID.

I'm asking about the position, leader? Emperor? Great Sage? Master? Or just Mr. Natural Disaster? If you need, I can also call you master. It seems that Gray Wind cares more about his position than his personal identification number ID. call.

That's it, Commander.

Thus, a relationship that will last for five thousand years was established.

Milin recalled this exchange. I always felt like I was being forced onto the base by Gray Wind.

As the fourth natural disaster, there is a subtle sense of shame in being forced onto base.

But it is Gray Wind after all, so just throw it away.

It's amazing. It turns out that Miss Gray Wind is a space battleship. Although Ella said this to Gray Wind, her eyes remained on Milin.

It seemed incredible that Milin could fish out a spaceship girl.

Ahem, although Gray Wind does have the form of a battleship, she is essentially a nanorobot. Milin said.

We know that Gray Wind can still transform into a Gundam, will she call herself a Tactical Doll by then?

I know, Gray Goo Storm is an old science fiction setting. This means that Miss Gray Wind's ship outfit can be combined and transformed at will, right? It's quite interesting when you think about it.

Compared to locals like Attila and those from the magical world like Alori, Ella's acceptance in this regard is still very high.

Not surprised by Gray Wind's true identity, Ella, who still regarded Gray Wind as a ship girl, turned her attention to Attila:

Are there destroyers in space battleships too?

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