Originally, there was only a small hill between the Fantasy Village's United Guardian Mansion and the traditional Fantasy Village's boundary.
However, due to the geological changes after the appearance of the Jianmu tree, the hills seemed to have turned into tall mountains.
Although the mountain road was not steep, if they were to climb it on foot, the day would have passed by the time they reached the Town of Fantasy.
Thus, Ling Meng and Marisa flew directly through the sky.
In the sky, looking at the familiar yet strange land below, Marisa suddenly said, "Hey, Ling Meng, do you think the Town of Fantasy will continue to grow?"
"Who knows … …"
Ling Meng replied nonchalantly.
Well, if it was Ling Meng, as long as there was no mutation, she would not care too much about the Town of Fantasy.
"I say, you are the Town Security (Ling Meng glared at her) — — cough cough, witch. This place is under your management, right? Is it really good to not care? "
"I don't care … …"
Ling Meng pursed her lips.
"There is no money to be made from caring."
So, in the end, it is still a matter of money?
Marisa decided to avoid this question.
Flying in the sky was naturally faster than running on the ground. It did not take long for the two to fly over the mountain range.
Below, they could already see the Town of Fantasy built on the seaside and the endless sea.
"Whoosh — —!"
The sound of sharp blades piercing through the air was suddenly heard, and then several planes suddenly appeared in the sky.
Those planes directly attacked Ling Meng and Marisa.
"Woah — —!!"
Marisa held her broom and began to evade in a fluster. Spirit Dream, on the other hand, snorted and tossed out several talismans.
Those talismans exploded in the air, forming a curtain of fire that blocked the plane's attack.
In her panic, Marisa noticed that the talismans that Ling Meng had thrown out seemed to have the words "Dajin (Incense Flourishing)" written on them. They looked just like the gift bags that merchants would use to promote their sales.
The planes that were blocked by the talismans did not continue to attack, but circled in the air for a while before leaving.
Marisa and Ling Meng, who did not know what was going on, flew to the Town of Fantasy.
Chi Cheng suddenly ran over in a panic.
"I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! "
Running in front of the two people, Chi Cheng immediately bowed and apologized.
"The first naval battle was in the middle of a drill, so we accidentally attacked the two of you!"
"Drill?"
Marisa raised her head and looked at the planes flying in the sky from time to time.
"It looks like it's going to be fun!"
"— —!!"
Chi Cheng's heart skipped a beat.
Eight-cloud Ink and Vatler's ship girls were more or less people from Fantasia. Some of the ship girls would even go to the Land of Men or other places to play during their breaks, so they would occasionally interact with people from Fantasia.
Among these people, the one who left the deepest impression on the ship girls was definitely Marisa.
The kind of behavior where they couldn't help but want to have sex with a newcomer caused many shipgirls to suffer from black and white phobia.
Seeing that Marisa seemed to be interested in the exercise, Akashiro's head began to drip with cold sweat.
If she really got involved, her sisters in the First Sea Battle would probably suffer a little today, right?
It's well known that black and white people can't control themselves when they play.
Just as Chi Cheng was about to say something to divert Marisa's attention, Rui He's voice suddenly came from the side.
"Your accuracy is so bad, what if you really accidentally hurt the commander?"
Rui He, who had a double ponytail, snorted with her hands on her chest.
"I accidentally made a move, do you have any opinion?"
Jia He's cold voice sounded behind Rui He.
Without looking at Rui He, Jia He went to Ling Meng and Marisa and bowed, "I didn't notice, I'm sorry."
"It's okay!" Marisa put one hand on her hat and laughed.
"You —!"
Seeing Jia He ignore her, Rui He couldn't help but want to say something, but she was stopped by Xiang He who rushed over.
Ling Meng's eyes turned between the few people.
[It seems that the ship girls under that guy also have internal conflicts]
— — It should be said that they love and hate each other.
This messy relationship between the five ships also gave Eight-cloud Ink a headache for a long time.
Xiang He → Rui He → Jia He → Jia He → Jia Cheng → Al, it's really like a family.
Cough, cough, please don't mind if there's something strange mixed in.
"By the way, are you here to play?"
Chi Cheng looked at Ling Meng and Marisa and asked. If it was Marisa, she would often come to the seaside, but the strange shaman beside her … …
There seems to be a rumor that she is an extremely lazy shaman. Unless the sky fell down, they would spend their days in the shrine that no one worshiped but was still haunted from time to time (the ship girls still couldn't tell the difference between ghosts and ghosts until now). Then, they would leisurely sip on the tea that had been brewed over and over again. That was how many times they had been steeped in the past. That was how they would do it.
This is really a sad story. Speaking of which, such a person would come out to play?
It's really inconceivable.
"Of course not to play!"
After being reminded by Chi Cheng, Ling Meng immediately remembered her purpose.
Under Marisa's astonished gaze, Ling Meng pulled out a box from nowhere and hugged it in front of her chest.
In front of the wooden box, there were two large Chinese characters – Receive.
"I'm here to ask for Receive!"
"Ling Meng, when did you bring this thing with you? Why didn't I notice it before? "
Marisa began to circle around Ling Meng.
"Tell me honestly, what is your relationship with a blue cat-shaped robot!"
— — Wait, aren't you here to investigate the thief? How did it become like this?
Looking at the shaman who was hugging the box and brazenly asking for Receive, the ship girls who gradually surrounded her looked at each other.
"Poi … … Looks like it's fun poi!"
Xili who was behind the crowd poked his head out and muttered.
"What are they doing?"
"Well, it looks like they are begging?"
Looking at Ling Meng who was hugging the box, Snowfall said with uncertainty.
"Begging? That shaman … … I think her name is Bo Li Ling Meng? Is she living a miserable life poi? "
"Even her armpits are exposed. Her clothes are torn like this, it should be very difficult for her right?"
"But, didn't senior Jin Gang and the others also have armpits exposed?"
"Hmph! I was trying to seduce the Admiral! The Admiral's Love must belong to me! "
The ship girls chattered, Marisa felt that if they didn't pull Ling Meng away, they would lose all their face.
However, it seemed that the ship girls had signs of putting money into the box, Ling Meng decisively threw away all her moral integrity and sat on the ground and began to cry.
"Woah!! I'm living a miserable life! "
"The shrine has been in disrepair for a long time, I can't even afford to exchange for a broken broom!"
"No one has come to pay their respects!"
"It's not easy to gather the food for the winter, but some damned old woman stole it!"
"The most infuriating thing is, even though I'm living a miserable life, there are still people who come to steal my money!!"
Marisa was completely speechless.
It wasn't because Ling Meng was lying. It should be said that Ling Meng, as a shaman, was absolutely forbidden to lie. Miraculously, Ling Meng maintained her moral integrity.
However, because Ling Meng's words were the truth, Marisa was even more confused.
[Thinking about it carefully, Ling Meng seems to be living a miserable life … … Well, since that's the case, I'll only go to the shrine three times a week. I won't go every day like before.]
Seeing Ling Meng crying so pitifully, all of the ship's ladies were horrified.
They didn't expect that there would be someone living below the line of food and clothing in this fairyland!
"Ah, so pitiful. Should we help this shaman?"
"Then … … help her?"
Thus, the ship girls gathered around and prepared to put something into the box.
Marisa could clearly see that Ling Meng, who had lowered her head and pretended to cry, revealed a smile.
However, Ling Meng was soon unable to smile.
The ship girls were indeed accepting gifts from Ling Meng, but what they were accepting was not money.
"This, what is this!?"
Looking at the pile of steel, ammunition, fuel and aluminum in front of her, Ling Meng's mouth twitched. She couldn't even pretend to cry anymore.
As for Marisa, she was already rolling on the ground laughing without a care for her image.
"It's food ah!"
Chi Cheng smiled from ear to ear as he grabbed an aluminum ingot and handed it to Ling Meng.
"Didn't you say that there's no food? This is very delicious, we rely on this to survive! "
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