Elder brother's garrison

Then, Xiaobai, who had only shouted a few words, was startled by the scene in front of him.

On the open ground where the Deep Sea Will had been, the towering mountain of books and the bed that had stood before had vanished, replaced by a villa that was three stories high.

It was a villa with a very modern feel, and it looked incredibly out of place standing in the middle of the grassland.

Xiao Bai ran to the villa and gently pushed the door.

The door is unlocked.

That makes sense. When Xiaobai entered the spiritual world, the will of the deep sea should have been able to sense it. Everything in the spiritual world is remotely controlled by Xiaobai and her mother, so opening a door is nothing unusual.

"I'm coming in," Xiaobai muttered as she walked into the villa.

Compared to the impressive exterior of the villa, the interior is much more spacious, with almost no furniture, making it feel empty and desolate.

At this moment, Deep Sea Will was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the living room on the first floor of the villa, holding a controller in his hand, calmly hunching over and firing at the television in front of him.

Behind her were Xiaobai's familiar white bed, a mountain of comic books, bags of potato chips, and several bottles of soda.

I don't know why, maybe it's because the venue is so big, or maybe Xiaobai is biased towards the Deep Sea Will, but this scent, which is clearly from the same source as Tirpitz, smells much better to Xiaobai at this moment.

“Deep Sea Will.” Little White sat down next to the Deep Sea Will. “I’ve arrived.”

"Hmm." The Will of the Deep Sea nodded, but its eyes did not leave the television screen in front of it.

Following the gaze of the Deep Sea Will, Xiao Bai saw on the television screen that the little figure controlled by the Deep Sea Will was engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand combat with another character. The flashing swords and the exciting electronic music made it a little dizzying.

"...The will of the deep sea?" Xiaobai asked.

"Busy now."

"..." Little White looked at the Will of the Deep Sea with a helpless expression.

Deep Sea Will was quite well-behaved a while ago, so why did it suddenly start liking games?

“Deep Sea Will, Bismarck is still waiting outside,” Xiaobai said.

"..." The Will of the Deep Sea remained silent. On the television screen, the health bars above the heads of the two little figures were already bright red, indicating that the battle between the Will of the Deep Sea and its opponent had entered a fierce stage.

Looking at the Deep Sea Will, Xiao Bai sighed inwardly that games were indeed poison, but he had no choice but to stay obediently by the Deep Sea Will's side. He then pulled out an opened bag of potato chips and ate them while waiting, feeling somewhat helpless.

"KO!"

Just as Xiaobai took his first bite of potato chips, the little figure controlled by the Deep Sea Will made a mistake, allowing the enemy to seize an opening. Then, a beautiful combo emptied his health bar, and he fell to the ground.

"You lose!"

A mocking voice came from the television.

Deep Sea Will pressed "Play another round" without expression, and then stood up from the ground with a whoosh.

She turned her head away expressionlessly and looked at Xiaobai beside her.

"Hmm?" Little White chewed on potato chips while looking at the Deep Sea Will.

The next second, Deep Sea Will threw the controller in its hand into Xiaobai's arms: "Help me play, I'll go out and do some work for you."

"Huh? Eh?" Xiaobai was still holding potato chips in his hand when he accidentally dropped the controller, spilling the chips all over the floor. However, the match on the TV had already started, so Xiaobai hurriedly looked at the TV, flustered. "Should I play?"

Xiao Bai asked for a while, but the Will of the Deep Sea did not answer Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai looked up, but the figure of the Deep Sea Will had already disappeared.

"START!" Then, the sound of the game starting came from the television.

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In the real world.

Xiao Bai opened its eyes.

She turned around, gave Bismarck a cold look, and then strode off in one direction.

Bismarck didn't say anything, but simply followed closely behind Little White's steps.

Xiaobai was different from before. This time she walked very fast, as if she had already seen her target. She quickly walked in one direction and finally stopped on a body of water.

Bismarck, who was following behind her, raised an eyebrow and quickly sensed that the place where Little White was located was a place where the resentment of the deep sea was the most intense.

Little White lowered its head, its dark golden eyes gazing at the water beneath its feet.

The black waters within her sight seemed to become transparent, allowing her gaze to wander downwards.

One meter, ten meters, twenty meters, fifty meters...

Finally, nearly a hundred meters below the water's surface, a small, candle-like red light gradually appeared.

A red deep-sea amphibious vessel was submerged at the bottom of the water, its body shrouded in an extremely dense abyssal resentment.

—That was a director of a deep-sea research institute.

"Hmph." Little White snorted lightly, revealing a hint of contempt.

"Xiaobai" stretched out a hand, gently pinched her middle finger and thumb together, and then snapped her fingers with a crisp sound.

Chapter 557 Fourth Generation

The crisp snapping sound emanated from Xiaobai's fingers, spreading outwards in concentric circles.

Soon, on the black water surface where Xiaobai was standing, black ripples appeared, boiling like a pot of water.

"boom!"

In an instant, seawater gushed out from under Xiaobai's feet like a geyser, shooting up to a height of more than ten meters.

Then, with a series of gurgling bubbles, the red light beneath Little White's feet grew larger and more obvious. Then, at a certain moment, a blazing red light burst out of the sea and flew into the sky.

Bismarck, standing behind Little White, stared intently at Little White's back until the seawater gushed forth and red light shot up to the surface of the sea, at which point her eyes widened.

Bismarck looked up at the sky.

In mid-air, a red deep-sea amphibious ship floated, carrying a huge red ship rig on its back. The rig was spread out like wings, and red deep-sea resentment swirled around its body, constantly slipping off like feathers.

Bismarck quickly released her ship equipment, then rushed to Xiaobai's side, grabbed her, and retreated behind her.

As Bismarck retreated, he looked towards the Abyssal Fleet in the sky.

—No, to be precise, that's not a deep-sea amphibious ship, but a deep-sea dean.

Bismarck squinted, suddenly feeling overwhelmed by the sheer volume of information.

On the third or fourth day of the operation, Bismarck spoke with Lexington about the fact that the Abyssal Fleet seemed to have lost the leadership of the Abyssal flagship.

Indeed, although the Abyssal Fleet formed a square formation on the main battlefield, after being scattered by the carrier army of the newbie naval base, the formation did not immediately regroup, appearing too scattered and aimless. Bismarck immediately recognized that it was definitely a sign that the Abyssal flagship had lost its command.

Where did the flagship of the deep-sea expedition go?

Bismarck's initial assumption was that the ship girls might be dead or gone. It was this assumption that allowed Bismarck to confidently lead the ship girls into battle, making their way in and out of the deep-sea fleet seven times, doing whatever they pleased.

But to everyone's surprise, this flagship deep-sea vessel had been lying submerged all along.

A deep-sea amphibious ship is, after all, just a deep-sea amphibious ship. Even if its ship equipment is huge and like wings, it is still not an airplane and cannot stay in the sky.

Soon, Dean Shenhai landed back on the surface of the sea and slowly opened his eyes.

A pair of empty red eyes instantly fixed on Bismarck, who was holding Little White.

She stretched out a hand towards Bismarck, and the ship's rigging behind her hissed open countless small openings, from which one after another red carrier-based aircraft rushed out, covering the sky like swarms of locusts, and then charging towards Bismarck in droves.

Bismarck's gaze darkened.

She recognized him immediately; he was the aircraft carrier-themed dean she hated most.

"Withdraw," Bismarck said quickly to the little white creature in his arms.

Encountering the Deep Sea Commander was not good news for Bismarck. Although Bismarck was not afraid to fight the Deep Sea Commander one-on-one if it really came down to it, there was also Little White by Bismarck's side. If a fight broke out, the shells would not be able to see anything, and it would be bad if Little White was accidentally injured.

“No need.” However, the little white dog in Bismarck’s arms coldly shook its head, then quickly raised its hand and pointed to the countless carrier-based aircraft in the sky, “She is the one I’m looking for.”

"?" Bismarck looked down at the little white creature in her arms, puzzled.

Xiao Bai raised his head, still gesturing with one hand towards the sky full of carrier-based aircraft, and then gently waved his hand.

The next second, the carrier-based aircraft that were rushing towards Bismarck's head were instantly leaderless and flew haphazardly in the sky with this wave of the hand. Then, not long after, they regained leadership.

With unstoppable momentum, the carrier-based aircraft traced a large "7" across the sky before turning around and flying towards their master, the red-clad Dean of the Deep Sea.

The red-clad dean stared blankly at the carrier-based aircraft flying towards him.

The next second, the carrier-based aircraft swarmed over the dean's head, and then countless bombs burning with red light rained down like a meteor shower, bombarding the sea surface with a thunderous roar.

Amidst the deafening explosions, the sea surface was instantly transformed into a festive scene, brightly decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.

Bismarck held Little White and quietly watched the red-clad dean perish in the flames in the distance.

The bombing lasted for more than ten minutes. During those ten minutes, the carrier-based aircraft in the sky attacked their masters frantically as if they had seen their father's killer. Some dropped bombs, others circled high in the sky with bombs, and some even ran out of ammunition and flew down to explode.

The scene was quite tragic for a time.

Eventually, the carrier-based aircraft gradually went silent, some exploding and others crashing into the sea. The sea, which had been scorched red, finally returned to calm. Only the still high temperature and strong smell of gunpowder proved that the battle just now was not a dream.

Bismarck gazed silently at the sea.

Xiao Bai yawned: "Let's go take a look."

Bismarck thought for a while, then nodded silently, and finally slowly walked to the spot where the Dean of the Deep Sea had been.

The Deep Sea Dean, which once stood like a fortress in this sea area, has lost its former imposing aura after being bombarded for more than ten minutes.

Large sections of deep-sea ship equipment were scattered across the sea like shattered metal. The red-haired deep-sea humanoid was also completely knocked unconscious in the explosion, lying among the broken ship equipment, its breath weak, as if it would kick the bucket at any moment.

Bismarck fell into deep thought.

Little White broke free from Bismarck's embrace and then slowly sat down in front of Dean Deepsea.

This Dean of the Deep Sea Institute is naturally no stranger to the Deep Sea Will.

The position of the flagship during the autumn deep-sea activities has been full of twists and turns, much like a turbulent dynasty, with its rise and fall.

Initially, the flagship's position was occupied by Deep Sea Musashi. This was a position directly bestowed upon them by the will of the Deep Sea.

As the biggest beneficiary of the flagship, Deep Sea Musashi directly jumped from a junior dean who had only been in office for a few years to a Deep Sea Yamato-level dean with advanced intellect and wisdom, and her unique miracle skill was also unlocked by the Deep Sea Will.

However, a minor incident occurred afterward: the Deep Sea Will underestimated the impact of suddenly gaining intelligence on a Deep Sea Abyssal Ship that had always relied on instinct for survival.

In the end, Deep Sea Musashi let loose and went too far, ending up in the enemy camp and becoming the fourth foreign maid (tentative title) at the naval base.

After that, the position of the Abyssal flagship became vacant. The overflowing resentment of the Abyssal forces, after the absence of Abyssal Musashi, quickly promoted the next Abyssal escort ship, making it the Abyssal Dean and the Abyssal flagship.

However, the automatic advancement caused by the overflowing deep-sea resentment is certainly not as advanced as the advancement caused by the deep-sea resentment itself. In fact, the deep-sea dean who took over only barely raised his own strength from the level of deep-sea amphibious ship to that of the deep-sea dean.

This is the origin of the name of the second-generation flagship deep-sea vessel during the autumn deep-sea activity period.

However, this second-generation leader can be considered the deep-sea amphibious ship with the shortest tenure as the head of the deep-sea command. Before she could even settle into her position, the deep-sea resentment rushed over from the deep-sea homeland, dragged her off the chair of the deep-sea flagship, stripped her of all her power, and used her power to condense a temporary body, becoming the third-generation leader of the deep-sea flagship.

However, this third generation, following closely behind the second, quickly broke the second generation's record, becoming the person with the shortest tenure as the Deep Sea Flagship in the world. Thus, the position of Deep Sea Flagship became vacant once again.

However, after that, the admirals of the artificial city were not to be trifled with. In the daily battles, the resentment of the deep sea diminished day by day, and they no longer had the strength to promote the deep sea dean.

Fortunately, when the Deep Sea Will devoured the Second Generation, it spared her life, only reducing her to the lowest level of Deep Sea Abyssal Ship, without harming her.

As the saying goes, the Deep Sea Ark cannot be without its Dean for a day. This former Dean of the Deep Sea Ark, who had become the lowest-ranking Deep Sea Ark, was quickly favored by the Deep Sea Resentment again because of his past record and the Dean's character. In the end, he slowly regained his strength.

—Although being devoured once caused a devastating blow to its intelligence, it will be impossible for it to return to its original state in less than several hundred years.

Xiaobai didn't make a move until the last day when Ys Naval Base was about to catch up with the newbie Naval Base, and that was also because of this.

She wanted to give this second and fourth generation deep-sea flagship the best time to recover its strength.

"Little White" looked at the Deep Sea Dean on the water's surface, and only after confirming that the Deep Sea Dean had no strength left to resist did it slowly close its eyes.

After a while.

Xiao Bai suddenly opened her eyes, and instinctively raised both hands as if grabbing something, her two thumbs rapidly pressing in the air.

"Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, B, A!" Little White shouted.

“…Little White?” Bismarck frowned as she looked at Little White.

"Uh..." Xiao Bai finally realized that she was not in the Deep Sea Will's little nest, but had been pushed out of the mental world again. Her face turned red, and she put her hands on her knees, not knowing where to put them.

"Ah, it's nothing, it's nothing..." Xiaobai lowered her head and looked at Dean Shenhai lying in front of her.

—Hmm, the Deep Sea Will is really efficient.

Bismarck glanced at the Deep Sea Dean on the surface of the water and thought for a moment: "You're here to see her?"

"Yes," Xiaobai nodded.