Elder brother's garrison

To the other ship girls, it was as if they were tired of living.

“Yes, many people don’t know that what we actually arrested was the Dean. It took a lot of effort to fool them back then.” Yi Xian sighed. “Actually, this is what your brother said about arresting the Dean of the Deep Sea.”

"When a large sea area harbors deep-sea resentment, the deep sea will be born. When the number of deep seas expands to a certain extent, evolution will occur, resulting in different advanced ship types. When this evolution reaches a peak, the leader of the deep sea will emerge, namely the Dean of the Deep Sea."

"When the Deep Sea Lord is sunk, the other Deep Seas will lose their leader and become incredibly vulnerable. But even if the Deep Sea Lord is sunk, the cycle of creating Deep Seas, Deep Sea evolution, and the reappearance of Lords will not stop. Interestingly, if the Deep Sea Lord of a region is not eliminated, a second Deep Sea Lord will basically not appear. Large sea areas with two Lords are extremely rare in human history."

"So your brother chose to imprison a Deep Sea Dean in order to see if he could break this Deep Sea value-added cycle."

"In the final link of this cycle, the Deep Sea Dean is imprisoned and controlled to weaken the entire deep sea area, while preventing the emergence of a second Deep Sea Dean."

"Does the Admiral understand now?" Yi Xian asked.

"Did my brother succeed?" Xiaobai asked.

"No, it failed," Yi Xian said. "In the second year of imprisonment, the Dean of the Deep Sea still appeared. It seems that without the leadership of the Dean of the Deep Sea, the Deep Sea will automatically evolve the existence of a dean."

"Oh, I see..." Xiaobai lowered her head. "Then, what did you do with the imprisoned Deep Sea Dean, brother?"

“Your brother said it looks quite cute and won’t hit anyone, so let’s keep it.”

"..." Xiaobai's face darkened.

“Actually, your brother is just like that. Although he is very reliable in his work, he is actually quite unreliable.” Yi Xian turned around and looked at the prison behind her.

"None of you will object?" Xiaobai asked.

“Well, I was against it at first, because if Dean Abyssia were to erupt, it would be a very troublesome thing,” Yi Xian said. “Well… but I got used to it later. Anyway, Abyssia Yamato’s ship equipment has been destroyed, and she has lost all ability to resist. Not to mention Lady Lie, she can’t even beat me.”

At this point, Yi Xian muttered a few words in a low voice.

"...and he seemed to be admitting his mistake quite well."

"Huh? What did Yixian just say?"

"No." Yi Xian shook her head.

Xiao Bai was truly shocked by the prison left behind by his older brother.

My brother is such a reckless person!

Yi Xian also suggested that Xiao Bai should go in and take a look, just like going to the zoo to see tigers.

Xiaobai politely declined.

For a novice like me, getting up close to the (former) Dean of the Deep Sea is still a bit too early.

Xiao Bai chatted briefly with Yi Xian for a few more minutes before saying goodbye.

Yi Xian sat back down on the recliner, holding a round fan, and quietly looked at the sky above the prison gate.

There was silence for a long time.

"Admiral, I've seen your sister again."

"What an adorable girl."

Looking up at the sky, Yi Xian seemed to be able to pass through something and talk to someone.

Last night, on a whim, I asked for some razor blades (a type of weapon), and today I saw that the number had increased by 460, and it's still rising at a very rapid pace...

Good heavens. The number of razor blades I received in a month doesn't even equal half of what I got last night. I'm about to be overwhelmed by them...

(kowtows in gratitude)

Finally, a big congratulations to Kaguya, the first lucky girl in this book, for not dying in poverty! Mua~

Chapter 89 Door-to-Door Visit

The gates of the naval base are not peaceful.

The once deserted gate, which wouldn't see a single car pass by for months, has become quite lively in the few months since Xiaobai took office as admiral.

With a "whoosh," a blue taxi, spewing steam, roared from the other end of the road, swerving and drifting to a stop in front of the naval base.

"How much is it?" A pleasant, confident, and mature woman's voice came from inside the car.

"Oh, um, let me see, um... seven hundred yuan." The car window rolled down, revealing a face tanned dark by the sea breeze.

The old man looked at the garrison headquarters in front of him and began to mutter to himself.

This place has been quite lively lately. A few days ago, they even brought a truckload of destroyers, and today there are more people here.

Hey, she's a stunning beauty. Her aura and outfit are like those of a big star.

"Here you go." A slender, snow-white hand handed a stack of red banknotes to the old man's ear.

"Alright, here you go." The old man took the stack of banknotes, put them into his bag without even counting them.

"Is this the rookie naval base? It's a beautiful place." The woman's melodious voice was just like the female lead in the TV series that the old man watched at home after get off work. It was very pleasant to listen to.

There's a certain air about him that comes from someone of noble birth.

However, the old man himself wouldn't engage in conversation. For a driver, keen observation is paramount, and he naturally knew that the woman's words were just her talking to herself, so there was no need for him to be annoying and chime in.

The old man took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.

Speaking of which, I wonder what happened to that little girl from before. I think she became the admiral here.

I don't know if they were bullied or not.

A few weeks ago, I went to the pier in my own car. I don't know if I've come back yet.

The car door opens.

A pair of long legs wearing white high heels stretched out.

High heels expose the instep, elongating the curve of a woman's calves and making her beautiful feet appear even more taut. The smooth skin against the backdrop of her fair complexion makes the curves of her feet look as perfect as a sculpture painstakingly crafted by an artist throughout their life.

The tips of the clean, snow-white high heels reveal a few delicate, pink and white toes hidden inside the shoes, like pearls, making one want to examine them closely.

The woman walked out of the two-year-old Wujusan (six) Jiuqun Taxi.

She was a woman wearing sunglasses that covered half of her face. Although her face was obscured by the sunglasses, her perfect face shape and crystal-clear lips were still visible.

She was a stunningly beautiful woman.

Beneath the white sun hat, her slightly heavy flaxen-colored waist-length curly hair cascaded down her waist like a living waterfall, neatly covering her upper body.

The woman was carrying an expensive handbag that the old man couldn't name, and she was dressed in an incredibly trendy and fashionable outfit that he had only ever seen in books sold on the street.

She looked like she had jumped right out of a magazine cover.

The woman walked towards the gate of the garrison.

The light tapping of high heels on the ground is like an elegant and alluring symbol, radiating the woman's charm in all directions.

After the transaction was completed, the old man quickly drove away.

The last time I heard from that new girl, she said that if you stay here too long, you'll be mistaken for a spy. If there's nothing to do, you'd better hurry up and leave.

As she approached the gate of the garrison, the corners of the woman's mouth curled up slightly.

“What a peaceful place.” The woman took off her sunglasses, revealing emerald green eyes as she looked at the garrison in front of her.

"Senior, Missouri is here to see you."

Missouri walked into the naval base as if no one else was there.

Surprisingly, there was no one guarding the naval base.

Perhaps that's just how it is. After all, the naval base is a military facility specifically designed for the deep sea, so it should be exceptionally lenient towards non-deep-sea targets.

Even so, although the naval base is relatively loosely guarded, it is not a place like a zoo with a map and signs that you can just walk around in.

Missouri was somewhat disappointed with the security measures. She had expected that once she stepped into the naval base, countless aircraft carriers, battleships, battlecruisers, and heavy cruisers would appear, along with clusters of dark gun barrels and a swarm of roaring aircraft aimed at her from the ground and sky.

“…It might not be some kind of heavily guarded organization,” Missouri muttered to herself as she walked inside. “Maybe this way I can see the Admiral himself right here in the plaza…Just kidding.”

Missouri thought to herself as she looked toward the square.

In the square, a girl wearing a white military-style short skirt was covering her head as she walked towards a red building.

what.

I really encountered it.

The people at this garrison are really something else.

Missouri quickened her pace and hurried toward Little White's location.

Even if it's your own naval base, would you really trust an admiral like that to stay there alone? I wonder if the ship girls in that naval base are just careless or fearless.

Missouri reached out her hand, ready to greet Little White.

However, before the first sound could escape his throat, a sense of dread, as if something had pierced through him, spread like a flood throughout every cell of Missouri.

That was enough murderous intent to freeze Missouri's composed smile instantly.

Missouri came to a standstill, as if a pause button had been pressed.

She could sense that she couldn't take another step forward.

It felt like being stabbed in the spine with a real knife or gun; a sense of impending life or death forced her to stop what she was doing.

Missouri looked around.

The windows of the dormitory building facing them were all open, and behind the heavy curtains stared all sorts of eyes—blood red, azure blue, and emerald green.

In the scattered warehouses around, destroyers, radiating a lifeless, cold light, also began to emerge one by one.

The ship girls, who had been almost unnoticed before and had little presence scattered in various corners, suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stared at him.

In that instant, Missouri was trapped deep within enemy territory.

A chilling, icy killing intent swirled and remained silent, transforming into countless sharp blades that slashed back and forth across his skin.

It is a silent threat.

As if drawn by something, she raised her head and looked toward the source of the aura.

That was the building Xiaobai was facing. On the top of the building, behind a seemingly insignificant window, stood a woman with long flaxen hair.

The woman looked at him expressionlessly through the window.

She noticed Missouri looking at her, raised an eyebrow, then turned to Missouri with a friendly smile and mouthed a few words.

Missouri, being a ship girl, naturally had the eyesight to see what she was saying.

"Stay away from her."

"Otherwise, I'll kill you."

Missouri could sense the resolute and courageous aura emanating from that ship girl.

She could sense that if she made any wrong moves now, the consequences would be far worse than being targeted by hundreds of cannons and planes.

...Well, I'm not here to cause trouble.

Missouri smiled wryly and raised her hand, indicating to the woman in the distance that she meant no harm.

It seems I should take back what I said earlier about the ship girls in the naval base being careless.

The ship girls in this naval base are all quite formidable.

Chapter 90 Throwing Himself into Her Arms

Because ship girls can sense each other, ship girls who have lived together for a long time can naturally sense the presence of an unfamiliar ship girl entering the naval base.

The reason why Missouri was not hindered at all is that ship girls are passionate creatures and there is no need to be so xenophobic.

Most ship girls would probably just curiously stick their heads out and observe the ship girl from afar.

Until the ship girl ran towards her admiral.

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.

The naval base is the home of the ship girls.

It is the only home for the ship girls who have no parents.

The admiral is the ship girl's family.

Anyone who dares to do evil to the ship girls' families in their homes will naturally be made to experience the taste of hell.

No matter how gentle and kind a ship girl is, this is the bottom line that cannot be crossed.

"Huh?" Just then, Xiaobai seemed to hear Missouri's footsteps and turned around.