Chapter 135: Basketball "Dance"

Lin Lan's lunch was an exquisite luxury bento, which was completely different from Peter's dish.

It is not difficult to see that this bento is a limited edition made by a pink-haired big sister chef.

After eating the lunch brought by Peter and Muscle Manjuu, Lin Lan began to carefully look around the tall and mighty Muscle Manjuu standing in his office.

"I heard Akashi say that this Muscle Manjuu is based on the robot foundation of the country of Orlan, combined with the technology of the iron-blooded camp, and uses the Wisdom Cube as the energy core."

Peter cleaned up the lunch box, sat on the sofa where she had fought before, looked at Lin Lan, who was very curious, and explained with a smile.

"Muscle Manjuu can make any tricky movements, is very responsive, has the ability to use weapons to fight, and is also very powerful."

"The radar scanning function, the short-range real-time projection function, and the shield function have all been implemented."

"However, Muscle Manjuu's automatic patrol system is not yet perfect, and Akashi says that she will upgrade the system in the future."

When Lin Lan heard this, he had already thought that when Akashi upgraded his muscles in the future, she would inevitably ask him for a fee.

But he cared more about how tricky the muscles could be.

"Peter, give me the remote control and teach me how to use it."

He walked over to Peter and sat down, and with the patient teaching of the tall lady beside him, he quickly mastered the method of controlling Muscle Manjuu.

"Here, let me control my muscles and show you a dance."

Lin Lan, who had mastered the control skills, couldn't wait to smile.

His office was still large enough that he didn't have to worry about Muscle Manjuu crashing into furniture or walls.

Peter, who was on the side, watched as the burly body slowly began to act under Lin Lan's control.

She looked at Muscle Manjuu closely, curious to see what dance the Commander would control Muscle Manjuu to perform.

She saw that Muscle Manjuu's originally slow movement suddenly began to accelerate, and it randomly began to carry out a series of actions like the ship girls on the White Eagle side.

But compared to those sturdy White Eagle ship girls, this muscular Meow's dribbling action was extremely funny.

Just when Peter was confused and thought that Lin Lan was still familiarizing himself with the operation of Muscle Manjuu...

Muscle Manjuu turned around gorgeously, turned its back to her, spread its legs, and began to shake its upper body wildly to the side.

What followed was a series of ghostly animal beatings that had nothing to do with the dance she knew.

This Muscle Manjuu, under Lin Lan's control, was like dancing a "dance."

And this series of comical beats of Muscle Manjuu also made Peter's concept of the word dance shaken for a while, and the whole person was stunned.

"Yes, the body sensitivity of this muscular Meow is really high, and it can even dance such a difficult dance."

A few minutes later, Lin Lan handed the remote control to Peter in surprise, but found that Peter next to him didn't react at all.

"Peter, Peter..."

He looked sideways in confusion, only to find that the corners of Peter's mouth twitched slightly, and her hands were clenched into fists.

"Commander, did you call this a dance just now?"

After a long time, Peter took a few deep breaths, narrowed her eyes, and smiled, turning her head to look at him.

However, Lin Lan read a sense of crisis from Peter's smiling expression.

"Isn't this a dance... You may not have seen it, but this is a very famous dance in Donghuang."

As Lin Lan's heart weakened, he saw the dangerous smile on Peter's face growing worse.

"I have to represent Ying Rui and her people in your Donghuang hometown today and educate you, the guy who defiles the word 'dance'!"

"You call it a dance? Commander, you're wasting all the minutes of my precious time!"

There was anger in Peter's voice, and she grabbed Lin Lan's hand, who wanted to get up and run away, and dragged him back to the sofa.

"And I'm going to need a little longer to forget those few minutes!"

"Commander, today's plan must be adjusted."

Peter's face was full of strength and undoubtedness, and she stared at Lin Lan's face and licked her tongue.

"You're going to use your private time in the afternoon to wash away this unpleasant memory of mine!"

Cold sweat broke out on Lin Lan's forehead, and he watched Peter, who was full of fighting spirit in front of him, get up and prepare to drag him out of the office.

And at this time, he was dragged out of the office, and he didn't have to think about where his destination would be.

His bedroom on the third floor.

Although his body could keep up, he was weak in the face of Peter in this state.

"No, Peter, you should have watched a sketch... Just watch a spoof video, I was wrong, I was wrong!!"

With Lin Lan's wail, he was dragged out of the office directly by Peter.

And Peter also took a wooden sign that said "Today's commander is overworked, suspend office" out of nowhere and hung it on the handle outside the office door.

So Lin Lan's short vacation in the afternoon began.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, in the dormitory area of the ship's mother.

Brunhilde, the iron-blooded Valkyrie with short black and white hair, hummed an iron-blooded ballad and pushed open the door with a white quilt.

Taking advantage of this sunny weather, she was ready to take the quilt out into the sun to dry.

But as soon as she pushed the door open, Brunhilde saw a burly muscular Meow open the door to the dorm room across from her.

"Huh? Isn't this Akashi's Muscle Manjuu, officially put into use in Minato Ward this morning? How did you come here?"

Brunhilde, wearing the short-sleeved vest and shorts that Lin Lan bought for her in Yalang City, was holding a quilt in her arms, looking confused.

"That's Peter's dormitory. She seems to be a secretary ship today, and she should be accompanying the commander now. What is this Muscle Manjuu here for?"

Brunhilde tilted her head as Muscle Manjuu entered Peter's dormitory and headed straight for the bedroom, expertly searching for something.

But as an alternative iron-blooded ship lady with a penchant for antique items, she didn't know much about mechanics.

Therefore, she did not interfere with this Muscle Manjuu rashly, but carefully analyzed.

"Could it be that Akashi wants to steal?"

Seeing Muscle Manjuu rummaging through the cabinets in Peter's bedroom, the thought suddenly rose in Brunhilde's heart.

After all, Akashi's reputation as a profiteer was so bad that she couldn't help but have such an idea.

"This Akashi, in the port area before, the red tip of the pit commander was forgotten, but now she dares to do such a bad thing. See if I have to arrest you today."

Brunhilde snorted coldly, put the white quilt back in her arms, and decided to follow Muscle Manjuu and catch the little profiteer who controlled the Muscle Manjuu to do evil on the spot.

Soon, Muscle Manjuu walked out of Peter's bedroom with two cardboard boxes and left the dormitory with the door shut.

"That's supposed to be the paper shell in which the clothes are wrapped... Oh, you dare to steal our clothes, Akashi, you are so bold."

Brunhilde easily deduced from the size of the two cardboard boxes what Muscle Manjuu had stolen from Peter's bedroom.

She sneered and followed Muscle Manjuu's steps out of the ship's dormitory, ready to publicly punish Akashi, who used Muscle Manjuu to steal.

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