Elder brother's garrison

A touch of golden yellow quietly squeezed in from outside the door.

Saratoga clung to the door, cautiously peering at Lexington inside.

"Gaga." Lexington wasn't looking at the door; she was looking down, but suddenly opened her mouth and called out Saratoga's name.

Saratoga shuddered, then swallowed hard: "Yeah, sis."

“Come in,” Lexington said softly to Saratoga, looking up at her.

“Oh…” Saratoga thought for a moment before sneaking into the admiral’s office, running behind Lexington, and clinging to his shoulder like a koala.

"Where's Xiaobai?" Lexington asked.

"gone."

"With Bismarck?"

“Yes, we went out together.” Saratoga nodded.

"...plus plus."

"Ok?"

“Am I acting strangely lately?” Lexington murmured.

Saratoga didn't say anything.

She neither confirmed nor denied it.

—If we're really talking about something strange, there are some things.

In fact, Lexington had already begun to show this tendency while participating in the fall activities. She was too hasty.

Being too considerate of newbies has put me under constant pressure.

Ever since she tricked Yamato into becoming a traitor, Lexington has almost never had a moment to relax. She has been constantly studying event strategies and working tirelessly. When the event starts, Lexington acts as the admiral in the morning, leading the ship girls in battle at sea. In the afternoon, she returns to the naval base and keeps improving the event strategy. Even at night, she hears rumbling sounds in her dreams.

This kind of torment was something a ship girl's body could naturally endure, and Lexington was confident she wouldn't have any problems. After all, Shiro didn't have any experience as an admiral, and leading ship girls and planning strategies weren't things that could be done simply by relying on memory. Even Shiro admitted this, and thus entrusted these two tasks to Lexington.

But in the end, it still didn't work.

When the plan went wrong, even when everything was proceeding according to Lexington's best plan, even after she had tried her best and exhausted all her energy, when a new naval base still appeared that threatened the naval base's status, Lexington finally panicked.

The fatigue and sense of urgency that had been agonizing Lexington for a month finally erupted, causing this most reliable ship girl in the naval base to lose her composure, calmness, and excellent judgment in a short period of time, causing her emotions to collapse as if she were falling apart.

"...plus plus."

"Ok?"

"Do you remember what Little White looked like when he first came to the naval base?" Lexington murmured as she asked.

“…I remember.” Saratoga nodded.

For Saratoga, that first meeting was one that still makes her grit her teeth in hatred when she recalls it.

“She was so small back then, always crying and whining, just like a little kid.” Lexington raised a hand to measure Little White’s height and said to Saratoga.

“…Little White hasn’t grown taller,” Saratoga said.

"Has she not grown taller?" Lexington asked, puzzled.

“He hasn’t grown taller,” Saratoga nodded.

Tirpitz mentioned this: during the months that Little White stayed at the naval base, he would stand by the door every day, measuring his height against the horizontal line on the door frame, and then sighing.

“Ah…you haven’t grown taller.” Lexington laughed.

"..." Saratoga suddenly became worried about Lexington's condition. "Sister?"

“But she’s grown up,” Lexington said.

"Huh?" Saratoga was taken aback.

Just as Saratoga was momentarily stunned, Lexington suddenly stood up.

Lexington was a tall and beautiful woman, and when she stood up, she lifted Saratoga, who was clinging to her neck, into the air.

Behind Lexington, the chair crashed to the ground with a thud, and even the table swayed as Lexington shook it.

"sister?!"

Lexington took a deep breath.

She took another deep breath. Then another, and finally a deep breath.

Only when even the lung capacity of a ship girl was completely depleted could Lexington open her mouth wide and shouted fiercely towards the front.

"Go to hell!!!"

"Even I—want—a—vacation—!!!"

Even I get dark circles under my eyes from staying up all night!!!

"Go to hell, you old hag! I'm only a teenager!!!"

"Aa ...

Lexington screamed hysterically for a while, and only after taking a breath and shouting it all out did she lean on the table and gasp for breath.

Lexington's voice was very loud; with that shout, he might have even reached the neighboring naval base.

Saratoga, looking utterly shocked, clung to Lexington's neck, staring blankly at her.

—Oh no, my sister has gone crazy.

"Gaga!" Just then, Lexington yanked Saratoga off him.

"Here!" Saratoga was startled and immediately sat up straight.

The next second, Lexington, as if letting loose, picked up Saratoga and hugged her tightly, rubbing her face against Saratoga's body like a doll.

"Jiajia is so cute! I love Jiajia the most!"

“Eh…Eh eh…”

"Jiajia has only been playing with Xiaobai lately, and I'm so lonely!"

“…” Saratoga swallowed hard. “…I suddenly remembered that Tirpitz seemed to want to see me…”

Saratoga instinctively felt that the situation was not good.

My sister seems a bit off since she went crazy.

Saratoga used the Tibbers technique!

With a "snap," Lexington grabbed Saratoga's arm tightly with a smile. "Gaga, today, you can't go anywhere, okay?"

"??????"

In the courtyard of the naval base, the ship girls swallowed hard as they watched Saratoga's desperate cries coming from the admiral's office.

Okay, let's just pretend it doesn't exist.

As if by some strange twist of fate, all the ship girls in the naval base, driven by an overwhelming will to survive, became deaf and blind.

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On the sea at this moment.

Bismarck was carrying Little White as they sped across the sea.

Bismarck transformed into a streak of black light, speeding across the sea. With a final whoosh, he broke through the safe zone and reached the unknown waters beyond.

"Bismarck, put me down." After breaking through the safe zone, Little White said to Bismarck.

“Okay.” Bismarck nodded, then gently placed Little White towards the surface of the water.

Little White stretched out its feet and slowly stepped onto the water's surface.

A ripple spread outwards, and Xiaobai's body stood perfectly on the sea surface.

"When did you learn it?" Bismarck asked.

"Lexington and the others taught me this when I was captured by Musashi," Xiaobai said to Bismarck with a smile.

"Hmm." Bismarck looked at Little White and nodded. "Not bad."

written request for leave

I'm so tired, I can't muster any energy.

I guess my irregular sleep schedule has accumulated to a certain level of fatigue. I managed to hold on for three or four days, but I couldn't hold on any longer. My head was spinning, and I could barely stand, let alone type. In short, I need to rest for another day. I want to get a good night's sleep.

I am sorry.

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Chapter 556 A Snap of the Finger After Hundreds of Years

Only deep-sea ships and ship girls in this world have the ability to stand on the water with their own two feet. However, since Shiro has ship equipment, according to the theory that ship equipment is the source of a ship girl's power, she can also stand on the water.

While that makes sense, this ability is not something an ordinary human could possess. If the general public were to see Xiaobai walking on the water, the consequences could be quite dire.

Bismarck looked at Little White's feet and thought for a while.

—Oh well, having another skill isn't a bad thing. At least I'll never have to worry about Xiaobai drowning again.

Bismarck didn't think about the matter too much; she only thought for a moment before raising her head and quickly looking around at her surroundings.

Bismarck had learned about the Ys Naval Base a few days earlier during a chat with Lexington, and she was also aware that with the daily increase in merit for a new naval base decreasing, it would soon be overtaken by the Ys Naval Base.

Bismarck's advice was to just work overtime. However, Lexington rejected Bismarck's suggestion.

Firstly, because Xiaobai doesn't allow the ship girls at the naval base to work overtime; secondly, it's true that working overtime doesn't solve the problem.

The reason why the daily merit growth rate of the newbie naval base is decreasing is not because the ship girls are becoming lazy, but because the number of deep-sea ships has decreased.

This is certainly a good thing, since the disappearance of the Abyssal Fleet marks the end of the Autumn Abyssal Event. However, for new naval commanders who have long treated the event as a challenge, the reduced number of Abyssal Fleets means less overall resources. Even if a new naval commander mines quickly, the amount of ore they can mine is limited, and no amount of overtime can increase the total resources.

“What are we here for?” Bismarck asked.

"Just here to earn some merit points," Little White smiled at Bismarck.

"Here?" Bismarck looked around again, somewhat puzzled.

Bismarck and Little White have moved far from the safe waters monitored by the artificial city and have arrived in the deep sea territory.

During this time, Shiro has come to this place again and again because of the Musashi incident and the Deep Sea Will incident, but this is Bismarck's first time here.

The seawater here has not been purified and is still pitch black, and a thin black fog still hangs in the air. However, compared with the beginning of the event, the densely packed deep-sea ships that used to be everywhere are now completely gone.

On the vast, dark sea, only the presence of Bismarck and Little White existed.

“There are no more Abyssal Fleet ships here,” Bismarck said to Little White.

"Yes. Because everyone who's a ship girl works really hard." Shiro nodded, looking around at the sea.

This is how it is at the end of the event. A large area of ​​the sea is basically dead. There is not a single deep-sea ship. Even the admirals who protect the sea are unwilling to do thankless work at this time and have chosen to rest for the past few days.

Only when a few abyssal ships approach the artificial city will the ship girls strolling on the surrounding beaches temporarily summon their ship armor and take to the field.

Bismarck remained silent, watching Little White quietly, waiting for her next words.

"...In any case, let's go further in first." Little White was silent for a moment, then smiled at Bismarck.

Bismarck nodded, then took Little White's hand and slowly headed deeper into the sea.

There were still some Abyssal Fleet ships in a large area of ​​the sea. Bismarck led Xiaobai for more than half an hour and encountered a few small Abyssal Fleet ships along the way. However, the moment they met, before Xiaobai could even see what the Abyssal Fleet ships looked like, Bismarck fired a shot at them, turning the Abyssal Fleet ships into a surface of gasoline and scrap metal.

Bismarck led Little White for quite some time before finally arriving at a place where the resentment in the deep sea was slightly stronger than in the previous places.

"Let's do it here," Little White said to Bismarck.

Upon hearing Xiaobai's words, Bismarck quickly stopped, released Xiaobai's hand, and stood behind Xiaobai.

Bismarck seemed to have no intention of using overly simplistic methods to gain merit. She gently lowered her eyes, and her presence gradually faded away.

Little White turned to look at Bismarck, feeling a little relieved.

To be honest, if Bismarck kept pressing him for answers, Xiaobai wouldn't have the heart to lie to him. But if he told Bismarck about the next plan, there would be too much to explain. There were some things that Xiaobai felt were best left to himself.

Xiao Bai closed his eyes, his mind gradually sinking into the spiritual world.

The fresh scent of grass wafted up with the gentle breeze of the valley, and Xiaobai slowly opened its eyes.

She had arrived at the open space in the center of the spiritual world.

"Deep Sea Will, Deep Sea Will... Eek!" As soon as Xiaobai opened its eyes, it habitually shouted around.