Elder brother's garrison

However, in the first game, he was outmaneuvered by Tirpitz's tactics, and in the second game, he was careless again, misjudging his opponent's style, and was brutally crushed.

Without realizing it, you've run out of options.

Jiang Xiaohei had no choice but to take it seriously.

The third game has begun.

Jiang Xiaohei still chose to control the flow.

This is his most proficient style, and the skill style that won him the city-level championship.

Three, two, one, the game begins.

Tirpitz and the little figures controlled by Jiang Xiaohei stared at each other in the game, neither moving.

The little man controlled by Tirpitz threw a pack of hidden weapons at Jiang Xiaohei.

*Sizzle*—There's no way to defend against poison gas; Jiang Xiaohei lost a layer of blood.

This is a defensive skill.

"Contestant number twenty-one has chosen... a defensive build this time?!"

After identifying Tirpitz's school of thought, Jiang Xiaohei's face instantly darkened.

It’s over.

She needs to set a time limit.

The game is won when one player's health is depleted, but there is another algorithm: after the game time expires, the player with the higher health wins.

After Tirpitz threw a pack of hidden weapons that reduced Jiang Xiaohei's health, he cowered and remained motionless.

This clearly means he's trying to buy himself time.

Mom!

Jiang Xiaohei didn't even need to think to know that Tirpitz must have chosen a bunch of defensive and recovery skills.

Shameless!

The third game was clearly less exciting than the previous two, in the eyes of the audience.

Contestant number one attacked contestant number twenty-one like a madman, but contestant number twenty-one didn't budge at all.

The weakness of the control style is that the damage is too low when the player is at full health, the skill cooldowns are too long, and all of the skills are counter-attack oriented. There is really no way to deal with enemies who are obviously not going to attack you.

The time came quickly.

Jiang Xiaohei lost a significant amount of health, while Tirpitz remained at full health.

Tirpitz won the match 3-0.

Tirpitz took off her headphones, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked towards the waiting area.

—I told you not to panic.

—I will definitely win.

P.S.: Because Tirpitz isn't good with words, this is the only way I can express her affection for Little White.

—Although for some reason it feels like I wrote an online game novel…

Chapter 133 Tirpitzby Saratoga

When the announcer declared Tirpitz the winner of the match, the entire arena erupted in cheers.

"Goddess! Goddess! Goddess!"

The shouts and cheers drew the attention of tourists who weren't even in the competition area.

A beautiful and professional cosplayer won the competition!

And they even took down a former 3-0 demon king!

This girl is unbeatable!

The crowd, thinking this way, became excited as if they were witnessing some kind of myth.

After the match, Tirpitz returned to the waiting area.

Tirpitz sat back down next to Little White.

Xiao Bai had expected Tirpitz to say something triumphant, but this time Tirpitz just yawned, quietly watched the TV screen, and said nothing.

"Um... Congratulations on winning," Little White said to Tirpitz.

"Hmm." Tirpitz nodded, still looking listless.

"Tirpitz, you're amazing!"

“Hmm,” Tirpitz said, “about ten pluses.”

"Ten plus plus?"

“I’m probably ten Saratoga strong,” Tirpitz explained.

...When did Saratoga become a unit of combat strength?

"Haha." But when he thought of Saratoga being tortured by Tirpitz at home and unable to speak, Xiaobai couldn't help but laugh.

“He’s pretty good too,” Tirpitz said. “I don’t think I can beat him.”

Tirpitz was referring to Jiang Xiaohei, who was fighting against him.

"But didn't Tirpitz win all his matches?" Xiaobai asked, somewhat puzzled.

If Jiang Xiaohei is considered very strong, then isn't Tirpitz, who defeated him 3-0, even stronger?

“I can’t beat him. In the naval base, only Saratoga is someone I can easily defeat. I don’t have much experience playing against top players,” Tirpitz explained.

Even if Tirpitz has great gaming talent, without practical experience playing against top players, he can't compare to champions.

“I won because I cheated.” Tirpitz said with his mouth agape, as if he were talking about something trivial. “I saw the skill he chose in the third game.”

"Huh? How did you see that?" Xiaobai exclaimed in shock.

Could it be that Tirpitz really has the ability to see through things?

There are two combat machines on the field, facing each other. Unless Tirpitz has X-ray vision, he cannot see the opponent's screen.

“Oh, there’s someone behind him cosplaying Tamamo-no-Mae, holding a mirror in their arms,” Tirpitz said, pointing to the screen. “I saw it just by looking at that mirror.”

Xiao Bai looked over.

The audience on the screen were also right below the broadcasting station.

Xiao Bai noticed that there was indeed a cosplayer in blue clothes in the audience, holding a large mirror, standing right next to the machine where Jiang Xiao Hei had been standing.

...That being said, even if the mirror is very close to the machine, it's still a difference between being on stage and off stage. Logically speaking, normal humans should not be able to see what's inside clearly.

However, I'm sorry to say, Tirpitz is not a normal human; she is a ship girl.

"They actually won using such methods..." Xiaobai was somewhat taken aback.

“His combat strength is probably around 12+,” Tirpitz said. “Unfortunately, even the strongest combat strength depends on performance on the day.”

Tirpitz didn't think there was anything wrong with him spying on his opponent.

The competition began the moment registration opened.

One's own strength is one part, and the ability to gather information is another. Although Tirpitz's raw strength is not as high as her opponent's, her acting skills are excellent.

As mentioned before, Tirpitz is so good at lying that even a god could fool him.

As they were talking, Jiang Xiaohei walked back to the waiting area.

Unlike the previous losers who were dejected, he bowed to Tirpitz with a look of admiration.

After Tirpitz and Jiang Xiaohei set the stage for this round, the rest of the matches became quite boring.

The emergence of a male and female "demon king" in the competition area has dampened the enthusiasm of the contestants in the waiting area.

They're all amateur players, how can they compare to professional players?

Then the big game felt like it ended very quickly.

Until the end of the final, the crowd was never more enthusiastic than during the match between Tirpitz and Jiang Xiaohei.

As Xiaobai predicted, Tirpitz, playing at full speed, ultimately won the match.

Tirpitz accepted a glass trophy from the rambling host and sighed somewhat helplessly.

—In fact, this is all the prize money you get for recreational competitions.

They give a symbolic amount of a few hundred or a thousand dollars, and then a glass trophy.

Tirpitz didn't even give a victory speech and simply walked off the stage.

Carrying the glass trophy, she led Xiaobai away from the competition area amidst a flurry of flashing lights.

Tirpitz handed the glass trophy to Little White.

To be honest, this glass trophy is a bit heavy.

You need to hold Xiaobai with both hands to lift it.

“Here is proof of my victory,” Tirpitz said to Little White.

"Huh? Why are you giving me something so precious?"

“You’re the admiral, so the ship girls’ victory is your victory too,” Tirpitz said matter-of-factly.

"Haha..." Xiaobai laughed, "Well, thanks then."

The trophy for this kind of recreational competition has neither authority nor collectible value, so for people who don't play the game, it's something they wouldn't even want to throw in the trash.

"Is there anywhere else you want to visit?" Tirpitz asked.

"Hmm? I came with Tirpitz." Little White smiled at Tirpitz, seemingly feeling exceptionally pleased to have received Tirpitz's trophy. "Wherever Tirpitz goes, I'll go."

“Then let’s go back,” Tirpitz said.

"Oh? So fast?"

Tirpitz only came to the comic convention to satisfy a little curiosity and see if his work was popular there.

By now, her curiosity and patience had long been worn down by a group of young male photographers.

The question of whether his work was popular was answered during the competition.

“Yeah, a lot of readers say it’s too weak, so we definitely need to go back early,” Tirpitz said casually.

"Huh?" Little White didn't understand what Tirpitz meant.

"It's nothing, don't worry about it." Tirpitz yawned.

For Tirpitz, who has been staying at home for many years, perhaps life is about occasionally going out, breathing some fresh air, meeting new people, participating in some offline activities, and getting his body, which hasn't been exercising for years, moving around—and then he might discover that staying at home is actually better, thus strengthening his resolve to remain a homebody.

"Okay, let's go back then." Xiaobai nodded. He had come with Tirpitz today, and Bismarck had said that it wasn't easy for the boy to go out, so he hoped Xiaobai could take good care of him.

Tirpitz first bought a few games, then went to the comics section and bought several comics before leaving the convention with Xiaobai.

For most people, the comic convention was just beginning, but for Xiaobai and Tirpitz, it was already over when Xiaobai could no longer carry all those things.

While people were still lining up outside, the two quietly left the venue through the back door.

……

The further away from the comic convention, the more people pointed and commented on Xiaobai and Tirpitz's outlandish costumes.

Fortunately, it seems that the Yuxiu Comic Con is quite large, so most people know that this is what happens when cosplayers go home after finishing their get off work at the Comic Con.

"Is it heavy?" Tirpitz asked Xiaobai after getting off the bus.

Xiao Bai is currently holding a large glass trophy in his arms and carrying a plastic bag containing several comic books in his hand. He looks like he's walking with some difficulty.

“…It’s okay,” Xiaobai said. “We’ll be home soon.”

Tirpitz looked around.

It's a weekday after all, and there are hardly any people on the streets at this time of morning.

"Put these in my ship equipment space," Tirpitz said, bowing his head to Little White.

"Huh, is that okay?" Xiaobai asked, somewhat surprised.

When Xiaobai went out with Saratoga, he asked Saratoga if he could put some things he bought in the ship's equipment space, but Saratoga said he couldn't.