Elder brother's garrison

—But these aren't the clothes Xiaobai is wearing.

"Who are you?" Bismarck asked the ship girl warily.

"Nice to meet you." The ship girl didn't answer Bismarck's question, but instead folded the clothes in her hands, turned her head and placed them on the bow of the fishing boat. "Miss Bismarck, I've heard so much about you."

“You’re not Richelieu.” Bismarck looked at the ship girl, a sense of foreboding creeping into her heart. “What do you want?”

Ship girls also have varying strengths.

Strength and weakness also vary depending on the situation, including training level and type.

Training level is quite straightforward; it's simply about combat experience. This is the biggest criterion for distinguishing the strength of ship girls.

Then, although it's not entirely fair, most ship girls are actually divided into different grades the moment they are summoned, which is the grade of their ship equipment.

The grade of ship equipment also represents the combat power of ship girls to some extent. Bismarck is one of the ship girls who has the highest grade of ship equipment.

If the ship equipment grades differ too much at the same training level, then the ship girls will become overwhelmingly superior in battle.

That's why Bismarck, with her high training level and high rank, is the hero among ship girls.

In a face-to-face situation, ship girls can generally tell the strength of the opposing ship girl.

The aura of a highly trained ship girl and the presence of a high-ranking ship girl are things that, though vague, are quite easy to identify.

The ship girl in front of Bismarck, like Bismarck, possesses both of these qualities.

She was like Bismarck. Like Saratoga, like the capital ships in the naval base.

—They are all world-class ship girls.

After putting away her clothes, the chestnut-haired ship girl turned around and gave Bismarck a polite smile.

"It's time to explain," the ship girl said, placing one hand on her chest. "Please allow me to state upfront that I had no intention of harming your admiral, but I have indeed learned quite a bit about what happened tonight. I am not your enemy. Although, I am not your ally either."

"Is Little White here with you?" Bismarck asked.

"Oh, not here." The ship girl smiled slightly. "As for the clothes, I got them when I was pretending to be a nurse at the clinic. I even had a close encounter with this admiral named Shiro. She's such an adorable girl."

Bismarck turned around and wanted to leave.

She had absolutely no interest in this ship girl; her top priority right now was finding Shiro.

"Boom—" A flash of fire, and the water surface a dozen meters away from Bismarck exploded violently as if it had been blown up by a bomb.

Snap snap snap snap...

Like rain, the water fell sparsely from the sky.

Bismarck turned around and gave the chestnut-haired ship girl a cold look.

The polite and confident ship girl was smiling gently, and behind her, one of the two terrifyingly huge main cannons was emitting a faint red glow.

"Want to fight?" Bismarck let the water splash against her body, her blood-red eyes staring at the ship girl through the water curtain.

"I have no intention of fighting," the ship girl said with a smile. "I just want you to stay here with me for a while and we can chat."

"I don't have the time, and I'm not interested in you."

"If I could, I would also hope that our meeting wouldn't have turned out this way." The ship girl gave a wry smile, but her eyes remained very firm. "I reiterate, I am not your enemy."

"They're not friends."

"If you leave here, I might really become an enemy," the ship girl said.

Bismarck glanced at the ship girl quietly for a few moments.

"Tell me your purpose."

Seeing that Bismarck was finally willing to communicate, the ship girls breathed a sigh of relief.

Bismarck is an extremely arrogant ship girl, a fact known to all ship girls. It is very difficult to reason with her.

If it weren't for the fact that his strength was similar to Bismarck's, and even that he had a slight tendency to suppress her, Bismarck would never have paid any attention to him.

After all, falling out with this ship girl's senior would be a very unpleasant thing.

"You're not ready to get close to your admiral right now," the ship girl said. "If we let you go there so easily, the consequences could be quite serious for you."

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"You know that, right?" the ship girl smiled, "Once you cross that line, there's really no going back."

Bismarck silently looked at the ship girl.

Ship girls and deep-sea creatures are originally from the same source; humans created ship girls while studying the structure of the deep sea.

In other words, if certain conditions are met, ship girls can also become deep-sea creatures.

Once you abandon reason, you open that door that you should never touch.

Then everything will be irreversible.

There will be no place for them in the whole world.

"Please stay here with me for a little while." The ship girl took out an hourglass from her ship equipment space and placed it on the bow of the fishing boat behind her.

"Once the time comes, I won't stop you from doing anything else," the ship girl said. "Of course, I'm sure your admiral is absolutely safe. I guarantee that."

Bismarck stared intently at the ship girl not far in front of her.

This ship girl possesses power comparable to her own.

In fact, that aura could even subtly suppress him.

If they become enemies, it would be a huge problem.

Bismarck sighed softly.

She sat on the water.

"Thank you for your cooperation." The chestnut-haired ship girl also retracted her ship equipment and thanked her politely.

"Who are you?" Bismarck looked at the ship girl, a hint of doubt in her heart.

There are very few ship girls in the entire world who can exert such a powerful aura, and Bismarck knows most of them.

I don't recognize this one.

"Me? Oh, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself." The chestnut-haired ship girl bowed slightly to Bismarck. "I'm just an ordinary battleship."

"My name is Missouri."

Chapter 59 Dialogue

My head feels dizzy.

My eyelids feel so heavy.

Xiao Bai took a few breaths and opened its eyes.

There was a strong feeling of discomfort in my mouth; it was dry and bitter.

I guess I'm not old enough to drink alcohol yet.

Ah, it's a bit cold.

The effects of the alcohol had worn off, and because she was wearing a thin dress, Xiaobai felt the cool breeze around her seeping into the seams of her clothes as if it had eyes.

In an instant, the feeling of chaos was washed away by the cool air.

She shrank her neck and glanced around.

A rather large, dark room.

With a few lights on, the room was still incredibly dark.

"...Fluctuations? Oh, it's just a ship girl exercise, what's wrong with that? Is it not allowed?"

A familiar girl's voice came from in front of Xiaobai.

Xiao Bai looked over and saw Ella, dressed in white, squatting on the ground, talking on the phone with her back to Xiao Bai.

"Just comfort me, it's not a big deal. Hey, I'm a weak woman, one foot in the grave, do you really expect me to get involved?" Ella sounded quite angry as she spoke into the phone. "Ah? Cough cough cough, look how serious my illness is. How could I lie to you? Let me rest for a bit. That's all, oh, it's alright, no need to visit, I'll leave things over there~"

I hung up the phone.

Ella turned her head, looked at Little White, and gave him an embarrassed smile.

"Hehe~"

Xiao Bai looked at his own body.

I am being tied to a sofa.

She struggled symbolically for a moment.

The ropes weren't tied tightly, probably to avoid causing him pain, but he couldn't break free with his own strength.

Xiao Bai looked to the side.

A blonde ship girl was standing silently in the corner.

"Am I being kidnapped?" Xiaobai asked.

“Yes.” Ella stood up and nodded to Little White. “As you can see.”

"Where's Saratoga...?"

"I used a little trick to let her rest for a while."

"I have no money..." Xiaobai murmured softly, head down.

"Huh? I don't need that, and I don't need it." Ella waved her hand.

"..." Little White looked at Ella with pitiful eyes.

"I won't do anything indecent to you," Ella said, squatting down in front of Little White and reaching out to touch Little White's hand.

"This behavior is completely unconvincing..."

"Ah, this? No, it's just a necessary procedure for doing the next thing." Ella gently took off Xiaobai's gloves, revealing her smooth arms.

In the dim light, there was a ring of bruises on Xiaobai's delicate arm, indicating that she had been strapped in.

"Speaking of which, I saw it," Ella said to herself, as if she had remembered something.

"kindness?"

"That thing on your neck is bad in every sense of the word."

Xiaobai turned her head and realized that her ponytail had been untied and neatly combed down her back.

The lip print on her neck was clearly visible.

Ella looked quietly at the wounds on Little White's body and sighed.

She stood up.

"Have you eaten?"

"Huh? You...you've already eaten..."

I'm talking about medicine.

"Oh...no..."

"Oh, I knew it." Ella sat down next to Shiro. "It was the same this morning; I couldn't sense anything about your ship girl."

Ella was referring to Saratoga's encounter with the robbers this morning.

"...That medicine, isn't it dangerous?" Xiaobai lowered her head and replied.

"What's so dangerous about it?" Ella asked, somewhat curiously.

"You might lose your humanity if you're not careful..." Xiaobai said.

“An axe used to chop down trees can also chop people.” Ella jumped off the sofa and reached into Xiaobai’s clothes. “Can you blame the axe? It’s the user’s problem.”

Ella's cold hands groped around inside Xiaobai's clothes, and then she pulled out a bottle of medicine.

A small, clear glass bottle, about the size of a finger, containing a single capsule.

This is the nerve agent that can activate the Admiral Network.

This is something that Xiaobai always carries with him.

After receiving the nerve agent, Ella didn't discuss the drug itself. Instead, she put the bottle away and asked Xiaobai, "Speaking of which, have you seen the movie about a serial killer who makes perfume?"