Elder brother's garrison

"I'm so sorry, if I play with you during the day, my ship girls will find you, and it won't be easy to explain your existence to them," Xiaobai said apologetically to Shenhai Taihou.

Deep-sea Phoenix shook its head.

Xiaobai took Deep Sea Taihou's hand and smiled at her: "How about we find a chance to play together again next time?"

The deep-sea giant phoenix looked at Shiro, its blank gaze flickering slightly.

"Ah...it's getting late. If we don't go back soon, it'll be troublesome when the first node's ship girls arrive..." Xiaobai gave Abyssal Taihou a wry smile, finally letting go of her hand and taking a few steps back. "Then I'll go back first. Don't worry, the Abyssal Will will always be watching you in the spiritual world. Bye~"

Shiro smiled and waved to Taihou, then quickly ran back towards the beach.

As the figure of Shiro gradually disappeared, enveloped by the growing deep-sea resentment, the Deep Sea Taihou couldn't help but lower her head.

The deep-sea phoenix crouched down and reached out to touch its shoes.

I was wearing a pair of white sandals, but because I was standing on the sea, the seawater had soaked through them, and my white socks had also absorbed a lot of water, sticking to my skin and feeling quite uncomfortable.

The deep-sea giant phoenix squatted on the water's surface, staring blankly at its already soaked feet. Then it raised its hand, brought its ten fingers to its nose, and gently smelled them.

The aroma of fried chicken had gradually faded after a night of playing, but thanks to its keen senses, the Deep Sea Phoenix could still detect that tempting fragrance.

In the spiritual world, Deep Sea Taihou is the clothesline of the Deep Sea Will. Whenever the Deep Sea Will thinks of a piece of clothing, it will conjure it up and put it on itself. Deep Sea Taihou, whose IQ and EQ are close to zero, cannot understand human aesthetics. Therefore, Deep Sea Taihou has no idea whether the clothes Xiaobai bought for her this time look good or not.

However, it fits perfectly.

Deep Sea Phoenix reached out and touched the hair clip on her forehead, then tightened her legs, feeling the fabric of her clothes rubbing against her skin. She took a soft breath and looked up at the sky.

The Deep Sea Phoenix opened its mouth, seemingly trying to make a sound, and then its entire body slowly sank, as seawater enveloped its body layer by layer, and the Deep Sea Phoenix gradually sank into the sea.

"GuluGulu——"

On the calm sea, only the sound of bubbles remained in the end.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

As Little White hurried toward the beach, he spotted Missouri guarding the edge of the safe sea area.

"Missouri thought the Admiral might need her at this time, so she came." Missouri gave Xiaobai a playful smile.

Little White jumped happily into Missouri's arms, and Missouri took the opportunity to hook her arm around Little White's body.

"You've come at just the right time," Little White said to Missouri, touched. "I was worried about what would happen if someone saw me standing on the water when I got back."

"That's going to be difficult, Admiral." Missouri smiled at Little White, then picked her up and headed towards the beach.

Little White lay in Missouri's arms, looking at Missouri's face, and thought for a while.

"Missouri..."

"Missouri is here." Before Xiaobai could finish calling, Missouri lowered his head and looked at Xiaobai. "Does the Admiral have any orders?"

"Missouri...aren't you going to ask me about Little Red?"

“Admiral, if you want to tell Missouri, you will.” Missouri smiled at Little White. “Missouri is happy enough as long as he knows that he knows more than others.”

Xiaobai awkwardly leaned closer to Missouri's chest.

Missouri's chest was warm, soft, and full, and when Little White rested his head on it, he naturally felt a sense of satisfaction.

“…She’s a good girl,” Little White said to Missouri.

“Missouri thinks so too,” Missouri said.

Little White smiled, then rested her head on Missouri's chest and closed her eyes.

When Xiaobai invited the Deep Sea Daihou out this time, his initial idea was simply to let her have some fun and experience a human city.

After all, among all the Deepsea Deans that Xiaobai knew, the Deepsea Taihou was the only one who had never seen a human city.

Since the opportunity was rare, Xiaobai thought it would be better to give Shenhai Daifeng a chance to go out, play with her, and see if he could help her regain her intellect. That's why he secretly approached Shenhai Daifeng today.

However, just now, when Xiaobai first met Deep Sea Taihou and grabbed her wrist, she secretly sensed Deep Sea Taihou's spiritual power using the Admiral Network.

The body of the Deep Sea Taihou has surpassed that of an ordinary Deep Sea Abyssal Ship, constantly absorbing the surrounding Deep Sea resentment and evolving into a Deep Sea Guardian Ship, and even a Deep Sea Dean. This is also thanks to the Dean-level spiritual power belonging to the Deep Sea Taihou within its body.

However, unlike her ever-growing body, the spiritual power within Deep Sea Taihou's body was also weakening every moment.

She was like a burning campfire, lacking wood, the flames flickering slowly in the darkness, as if they might go out at any moment.

—Just as the Will of the Deep Sea said, the spirit of the Deep Sea Taihou could not hold on in that body for much longer.

I estimate there will be four updates tomorrow.

So, can I ask for a batch of free razor blades in advance? They're about to expire, it would be a waste if I didn't give them to you. (kneeling)

Chapter 663: Fishing for Fatty

Missouri carried the sleeping baby back to Nia's place.

When Missouri entered Nia's courtyard, it was already fully light. Some ship girls who were used to getting up early were warming up in the courtyard.

Bismarck, carrying a vegetable basket, stood behind the gate of the courtyard, waiting for the market to open.

At this moment, seeing that Xiaobai, who should have been sleeping in his room, was walking back from outside with Missouri, even the composed Bismarck couldn't help but cast a questioning look at Missouri.

"Good morning, Bismarck-senpai," Missouri greeted Bismarck.

"Hmm." Bismarck's gaze shifted to the little white dog in Missouri's arms. "What's going on?"

"It was Missouri's stubbornness that kept pestering the Admiral to go out for a stroll with me tonight. Before I knew it, we were back so late. I'm truly ashamed," Missouri apologized to Bismarck.

“…” Bismarck looked at Missouri quietly. She wanted to say something, but after thinking it over, she nodded and said, “Don’t do that again.”

Missouri understands.

"Or let Xiaobai come back earlier next time. Staying up late is not a good habit."

"Missouri is ashamed," Missouri said apologetically to Bismarck.

Bismarck raised his hand and looked at his watch: "Let's rest today. Remember to wake Xiaobai up at noon and let her stay awake all afternoon so she can maintain her biological clock."

After saying this, Bismarck left Nia's courtyard and headed towards the market.

Missouri watched Bismarck's figure disappear into the alley and breathed a sigh of relief. She carried Little White into Little White's room, laid him flat on the bed, changed him into a set of pajamas, and then quietly left the room, closing the door behind her.

Missouri had barely closed the door when Nia, who had just gotten up, excitedly walked out of the room and headed towards Little White.

"Good morning, Admiral Nia," Missouri greeted Nia.

"Hello Missouri." Nia smiled as she walked over to Missouri. "Is Little White still sleeping?"

"The admiral has just gone to sleep."

"Oh, I see. I'll come call you again later... Eh?" Nia realized what Missouri meant halfway through her sentence and asked her in confusion, "What do you mean by 'just fell asleep'?"

Missouri bowed to Nia and repeated the same excuse he had used to fool Bismarck.

After hearing Missouri's words, Nia nodded blankly: "Oh, I see... You guys stayed up all night."

"Missouri is ashamed," Missouri apologized to Nia.

"No need to say that, Missouri, you're Xiaobai's marriage ship, it's not a big deal for the two of you to go out and have fun for one night." Nia quickly waved to Missouri.

There won't be a next time like this in Missouri.

"It's alright, it's not a big deal. There's always a next time..." Nia smiled at Missouri, her eyes slightly unfocused. She blushed and lowered her head, murmuring in a barely audible voice, "...If there's a next time...it would be best if you took me with you..."

"..."

"Ah, it's nothing, it's nothing! I didn't say anything!" Before Missouri could reply, Nia, regaining her composure, quickly covered her mouth. She shook her head and took several steps back, her face flushed. "Um, if there's nothing else, I... I'll go make breakfast..."

“Admiral Nia,” Missouri called out to Nia.

"Well, I'm here."

"Um... I'm very sorry, but since the Admiral just went to sleep, today's expedition..."

"Yes, no problem. I was just thinking of taking a day off anyway."

"Does Admiral Nia also need a rest?"

"Anyway, I don't have much to do. I finished the second node's strategy a long time ago. All the expeditions I've been doing lately have been to the first node to get panties," Nia said to Missouri. "So I'm more like I'm in a semi-closed port situation. Taking a day off won't make much difference."

Missouri's brows furrowed as she listened to Nia's words.

Although Nia's statement contained a great deal of information, there was one word that caught Missouri's attention like it was in bold, highlighted, and flashing.

"Admiral Nia, what did you mean by 'catching panties' earlier?" Missouri asked Nia, puzzled.

Nia lowered her head, her face burning: "...Getting panties...it's just getting panties..."

Missouri looked at Nia's expression and couldn't help but feel puzzled: "...Missouri is slow-witted, could Admiral Nia explain this to Missouri in detail?"

Nia looked around and, after confirming that no ship girls were spying on her, she took a few steps toward Missouri, clutching her chest: "Just find some deep-sea supply ships and then defeat them."

“Yes.” Missouri nodded.

Even though Missouri had been working at the newbie naval base for a long time, she still knew some basic things that the ship girls generally knew.

For example, the deep-sea supply ship is a special type of deep-sea ship. Compared to the underdeveloped, miscellaneous deep-sea amphibious ships, they have a much higher level of life form, are extremely rare, and are the only harmless type of deep-sea ship. Although their combat power is weak, they have high research value. The Admiral Guild has offered a lot of money and merit to entice admirals to capture deep-sea supply ships.

I never expected Nia to be a deep-sea supply ship hunter.

Missouri stared at Nia, lost in thought.

"Then take their panties."

"Hmm...hmm???" Missouri blinked, looking at Nia with an expression that didn't understand what Nia was saying.

"Sorry, did I not explain clearly? Let me say it again, 'scooping panties' means..."

"Uh, no, Admiral Nia, you explained it very clearly." Missouri quickly interrupted Nia. She turned around and, after confirming that the sleeping Little White in the room hadn't heard Nia, looked at Nia with some confusion. "Admiral Nia, why did you take their panties?"

“Because we can change equipment,” Nia said matter-of-factly.

Missouri looked at Nia's expression and found a trace of sincerity in Nia's eyes.

—Nia wasn't lying to herself; she genuinely believed that the underwear on the deep-sea supply ship could be exchanged for equipment.

Missouri was somewhat confused. Deep-sea supply ships were, after all, just deep-sea supply ships. Perhaps their life forms were very complete, comparable to the level of a dean, but their ship equipment was inferior to even the lowest-level deep-sea minions.

The deep-sea supply ships are deep-sea amphibious ships with no special skills other than life forms. The clothes they wear are just the most ordinary clothes, which have no practical value.

Missouri looked at Nia strangely. Even as composed as Missouri was taken aback by Nia's astonishing topic.

Who came up with the idea of ​​exchanging underwear from a deep-sea supply ship for equipment?

Thinking of this, Missouri couldn't contain her doubts any longer. She opened her mouth to Nia and asked, "Admiral Nia, how do I change the equipment on the deep-sea supply ship's... panties?"

"The ship girl who told me about this said that once we reach higher waters, we can unlock the relevant loot shop," Nia said.

"Was it a ship girl who told you this?"

“Yes, she’s one of your ship girls. She’s a very gentle and beautiful older sister.” Nia smiled at Missouri. “But she didn’t tell me directly. She told Cleveland first, and then Cleveland relayed it to me.”

"A gentle older sister?" Missouri asked.

Nia's statement that the ship girl Xiaobai told her this piqued Missouri's curiosity. It's common knowledge that panties can't be swapped, yet even so, a ship girl dared to deceive Nia, toying with the pure feelings of this admiral.

What kind of twisted sense of humor does someone have to do something like this?

Missouri felt something was wrong and knew she had to report it to the admiral once she found out who did it.

"Admiral Nia, do you remember who told Senior Cleveland this?"

“Yes.” Nia nodded. “Her name is Lexington.”

Missouri looked at Nia in silence.

—The case is solved.

"Um...Missouri, is there something you want to say?" Nia asked, noticing Missouri's strange expression.

“No.” Missouri gave a gentle smile.

"Ah... judging from your reaction just now, it seems like you don't know about this."

“Yes, that’s how it is.” Missouri smiled at Nia. “Missouri hasn’t been with the naval base for long and doesn’t know many things, which is why she was curious about what happened earlier. After your reminder, Admiral Nia, Missouri finally remembered. Well, even our naval base regularly exchanges panties for equipment.”

"Huh? Really?"

"Yes, Missouri takes Lexington's reputation as its guarantee."

"Ah... I'm relieved." Nia breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and smiled at Missouri. "To be honest, I've been wondering for a while whether this was a hoax, since stealing panties is just too embarrassing... It's great that we can actually exchange equipment."

"Yes, that's wonderful." Missouri smiled at Nia. "Speaking of which, Admiral Nia, how many spoils of war do you have now?"

"...We haven't been able to find the deep-sea supply ship for the past few days, so there haven't been any results. But if we include the stock from the past six months...it's probably close to eighty ships..."