At the thought of "the master wants to leave me", Lofes was so frightened that he couldn't even breathe. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"No, the master created me with his own hands, we agreed to belong to each other, and the master promised - she must be in danger, she must be in danger!" Lofes thought to himself. In the noise of the "molecular printing pod" like falling sand, Lofes hugged his knees in fear, his eyes wide open and curled up. Worried about his master, Lofes suddenly felt that the world could be as terrible as it could be.

I'm not with my master and what if she gets kidnapped? Will she suffer, will she be beaten? Will you be bullied, will you be sad?

Lofes was so anxious that tears flew out of his eyes, diluting the seawater. She was so heartbroken that she clutched the sari in her heart, but she couldn't breathe as if she was being run over by a road steamroller.

"Didi. Tick tick tick. "The nanoprint pod produces combat-ready deep-sea man-made units unchecked, squandering the Ark's remaining metal reserves and energy stores like there's no tomorrow.

Lopes did not stop at the precipice. She allowed the production workshop to work uncontrollably, even if she hollowed out the accumulation of the entire Ark, she would let the Deep Navy Regiment grow infinitely.

In the absence of the master, the ark is ruled by Lofes.

The various combat units in the Ark's database were printed, but Lofes didn't care. She frowned sadly, with only one thing on her mind.

The owner was kidnapped, so the owner couldn't come to me.

So, the more deep naval regiments, the better, and the bigger the better. I command you to occupy every ocean, to inspect every coral, and to explore every trench until you bring back your master, until you destroy your enemies.

With a flicker of light in the distance, a mermaid swung its willow waist and deftly approached Lopis along the current, respectfully reporting: "Light cruiser-class detection report: The search for the Atacama Trench on the south coast of the Atlantic Ocean has been completed, and no trace of His Highness Michael has been found. ”

Born in the dark depths of the sea, Light Cruiser Yohime was dressed as lightly as Offis, with a pair of low-waisted leggings that outlined her long legs, revealing even half of the mermaid line. Two pieces of armor bent from under the flank to support the chest, revealing the plump career line and the white navel. This is all her clothes, the remaining four hairpin-like radars are symmetrically pinned to her head, and translucent night vision mirrored sunglasses cover her eyes like a proud supermodel who appeared at Fashion Week.

Despite the beauty, the two fully automatic triple 20.3 mm deep-sea turrets floating behind the light cruiser still turn vigilantly from side to side, constantly searching for targets for shelling. Combined with the infrared capture function on the sunglasses and the fire control system mounted on the headgear, the two turrets can accurately hit moving targets within 10 kilometers and release magnetofluid torpedoes to chase them down until they are out of sight.

For the Deep Navy Regiment, being beautiful like a flower is just a side job, and killing people like hemp is the right way.

Hearing the report of nothingness, Lofes tried to hide his pain, pretending to be calm with indifference: "You have worked hard after cruising for hundreds of nautical miles. Go find the supply Ji to rest and continue the search mission. ”

"Yes." Light Cruiser Yohime glanced at the lonely Lopis curiously, and the data on the night vision lenses jumped "Didi": "Lord Qihime, your mood is as low as ever - in the past forty days, the production workshop of the Ark Fortress has not stopped for a second, and the size of the legion has skyrocketed unprecedentedly, you should be happy!" Without Michael-sama's ban, we are about to become the number one dominant species on the planet......"

"We will never be without Michael!" As soon as Lofes's eyes opened, she shouted hysterically, the cheeks of the beauty behind her ears opened and closed violently, bulging out of seawater foam, and the vocal bones buried in her gills hummed violently, and she screamed in horror and rage: "I must find Michael, without her, the entire Deep Navy Regiment has no meaning of existence!" Do you hear that? It doesn't make sense! Don't let me hear your whispering voice again, and be careful that I format you and throw you back into the recycling chamber, knocking you back into a molecular state and using it as scraps for other cruisers to repair! ”

When Lopis shouted in fear, he arched his waist and clenched his fingers into claws, eager to pinch Cruiser's throat.

The light cruiser was frightened, and squeezed her legs and shook her waist hard, swam ten meters away in an instant, frowned and bit her five fingers in a panic, and explained in a muttered voice: "I, I just praise you, no, praise the fortress!" It's great that the fortress can produce new companions at full power 24 hours a day, so that when we cruise on the continental shelf, we won't be alone and bullied by human fleets! I want companions, and we all want more companions......" she explained incoherently, trying to read her words and try to calm the anger of the deep sea perch.

Qi Ji Luofei is the eternal No. 1 of the Deep Naval Regiment. He is the commander of the legion, the strongest force, the core master server of the hive command system, the target of their queen and legion's allegiance and protection, and the patron god of the Deep Navy.

Light cruiser knew that there might be thousands of light cruisers like her in the vast ocean, but there was only one Lofes and only one Protos.

If it weren't for the fact that Lophes adhered to Michael's dogma and did not dare to take a step out of the trench, I am afraid that with Lophes's temper, Protos's quadruple beam cannon would have flattened the coastlines of Chile and Peru.

Light Cruiser Yohime clearly understands one fact: Lofes alone can withstand half of the Deep Sea Army. The destructive power she inflicted in a second is more terrible than a whole fleet bombing day and night for a month.

Seeing that the light cruiser Yohime was frightened and explained in a hurry, Luo Feis suddenly softened, swam over with tears and grabbed the trembling and cold hand of the light cruiser, shook his head and muttered: "I can't control myself, I'm sorry, my mood is like a sprinting sword shark, I can't control it at all...... I'm not going to destroy you, I shouldn't have said that kind of thing, I'm just sad...... Do you understand? I'm sad and I'm getting into tantrums easily. ”

Light Patrol Hime's teeth chattered, afraid of staying by Qi Ji's side, hurriedly pulled out his hand, Sakura's lips did not move, the vocal bones in the gills trembled slightly, and he snorted: "I'm going to find a supply Ji to play cards-I wish you-"

Kazuki lowered his head and hesitated for a moment before finding the right wording: "I wish you to adapt to this situation soon." With that, she slipped away like a sardine and swam away in the blink of an eye.

Lofes watched the back of the light patrol Ji wandering. Above the glimmering seabed, the light patrol is like a free and beautiful floating dragon, deftly swimming away. On the seabed below her silhouette, there have long been sporadic underwater buildings with unique aesthetics, they are like emerald green and elegant shells, lying on the seabed with decent lights, like the sporadic village lights in the dark mountains. And these shell-like buildings are delicately dressed up by beauty-loving cruisers, and even the necessary radar antennas are full of creativity: some are like the carapace tentacles of parrot conch; Some are like the soft axe feet of the Rotary conch that are prostrate on the seabed in a radial shape, and the colors are in full bloom, competing for beauty.

Different buildings have different functions; They are near and far, and the stars sit around the "fortress ark". Just as the light cruiser Yohime happily predicted: the size of the Deep Navy is expanding rapidly, and it will soon become the number one dominant species to dominate the seas.

The oceans occupy three-quarters of the planet's area, and the mineral deposits are far greater than the land. If a creature occupies the ocean, it will eventually win the continent, become the supreme will of the planet, and become the overlord of the planet who has the last laugh.

The Deep Navy will replace humans as the first dominant species on the planet - this is the cheerful ideal of the Light Cruiser, but to Lophes, it is as light as a feather, and less important than a finger of Michael. (To be continued.) )