Elder brother's garrison

"However, looking at this score, it will probably take some effort for the rookie naval base to win."

"Sigh... You know, the tenth naval base in this world used to make a fortune quietly, so why did it suddenly come out this time?"

"Maybe they heard that the newbie naval base participated in the event last time, and they want to compete with it this time."

"I'm thinking it might not be as simple as a competition. This is a newbie naval base event where they're officially making their comeback, and they're eager to get a top ranking. And then you come along and annoy them. Look at this score, is this something a human could achieve? What else could this be but a grudge?"

"Hmm, that makes sense... Could these two naval bases have some kind of grudge?"

"It's true that rivals are enemies. Unlike us who can't see the newbie naval bases and can't be jealous, they can see them and are probably green with envy. They'll seize this opportunity to stab us in the back." Some admirals' eyes lit up as they began to analyze.

This conspiracy theory unexpectedly resonated with many admirals, who nodded in agreement, indicating that it made sense.

"So, does that mean this rookie naval base is currently arguing and fighting with the admiral of the 10th Naval Base?"

"Not only that, I suspect that right now, those two naval commanders might already be lurking in some corner of the city, brandishing their knives."

"Wow, this is really amazing..."

The admirals shrank back.

The admiral imagined two groups of ship girls, led by two other admirals, facing off on the training ground, wielding spiked clubs and short swords, with a thrilling background music playing, followed by a tense and imminent bloody battle scene.

Tsk.

The life of a big shot.

That's true.

It's going to be incredibly brutal.

A hint of fear flickered in the eyes of the admirals.

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Just as the admirals in the Admirals' Guild were having wild imaginations...

Not far from the Admiral's Guild, in a small white building temporarily rented by the military police.

Duan Shuiliu, the mysterious admiral of the 10th Garrison and the current captain of the military police, was squatting on the ground, quietly sharpening his knife.

After sharpening his knife for a long time, Duan Shuiliu gently picked it up and held it horizontally between his eyebrows.

The gleaming silver blade, like a bright crescent moon in mid-air, reflected the sunlight, refracting a silver light so intense it seemed to sting the eyes.

Duan Shuiliu nodded in satisfaction.

Then, she grabbed the dagger in her hand, walked to the front of the stage, and raised it high into the air.

Subsequently.

Duan Shuiliu's legs gently slammed to the ground with a powerful exhalation. With a thud, the force rose from the ground, traveled up his legs to his waist, and propelled his entire upper body. Duan Shuiliu slashed down with his blade, and amidst a flash of bright white light, he cleaved forward.

brush--

Da da da da da da da da—

As the slender, neatly arranged shredded cabbage floated down from mid-air, a crisp and skillful sound resounded on the sturdy cutting board like the thunder of a drum.

A whole cabbage was chopped.

The cabbages on the cutting board were cut neatly and cleanly.

Duan Shuiliu stopped wielding the knife. She looked down at the shredded cabbage on the cutting board, let out a soft breath, and nodded with a slightly relaxed expression.

I hadn't cooked for seven or eight years.

The technique is a bit rusty.

I've practiced a few times in the last couple of days.

I've finally almost completely restored my knife skills.

Duan Shuiliu washed the sharpened cleaver, wiped it slightly, and placed it flat on the cutting board. Then he put the shredded cabbage into a bowl and placed it on the handcart next to him.

After finishing all this, Duan Shuiliu pushed the handcart out of the kitchen and walked towards the living room.

The person hadn't even reached the lobby yet.

The hall was filled with the chattering of the military police ship girls, like a flock of nightingales.

"Admiral Xiaobai! It's my turn! It's my turn!"

"Admiral Xiaobai! It's me! It's me!"

"Sister, you already came last time! I haven't had my turn yet! It's my turn!"

"Stop arguing! I haven't finished talking with Admiral Xiaobai yet! Step back! Admiral Xiaobai, I have a few more words to say!"

……

Duan Shuiliu, pushing the handcart, remained completely unmoved.

We drove into the lobby.

in the hall.

Xiaobai and Missouri were sitting on the sofa, chatting with the ship girls around them.

The military police, who were not particularly fond of dressing up their ship girls, were now dressed in neat, white uniforms, with glossy lipstick, their breath sweet and fragrant, their features exquisite. They all seemed to have lost all their strength, their waists supple, and they pressed themselves as close as possible to the two people on the sofa.

Amidst the singing of orioles and dancing of swallows.

The ship girls exchanged affectionate glances like clingy little birds.

Whenever Xiaobai and Missouri's eyes swept over these ship girls, their faces would blush slightly, making them look as beautiful and dazzling as flowers that had been watered.

Right in Duan Shuiliu's line of sight.

Surrounded by Convers and other ship girls from the military police, the ship girl who was originally the most senior in the military police was now holding Shiro's hands, vividly and sadly recounting her unbearable past. She talked about how her admiral treated her as free labor, disregarding the fact that she was a girl, making her work overtime like crazy until she was dizzy every day, extremely tired, and unable to concentrate. In the end, he didn't even buy her a nice set of clothes, and so on.

After Xiaobai grasped the ship girls' hands, expressed her sympathy, and said things like, "Sister, someone as pretty as you must look especially beautiful in nice clothes. Do you want to go shopping with me and I'll buy you some?", the ship girls were all moved and hugged Xiaobai's body, making a series of embarrassing noises.

"..." Duan Shuiliu.

Duan Shuiliu remembered that among that bunch of shameful ship girls, a few of them seemed to have sworn with cold eyes that could be described as having despaired of humanity when they first joined the military police. They swore that the admirals were a bunch of big pigs, not a single one of them was good, and that they would let themselves go and their ships be free, and never serve them again.

Although this doesn't fit Duan Shuiliu's character.

But at this moment, Duan Shuiliu really felt that these military police ship girls were shameful.

Thinking this, Duan Shuiliu pushed the trolley and stopped it next to the sofa.

"Ah, Sister Duan!"

"Ah."

"Sister Duan, where did you go just now?"

"...The kitchen. Would you like some food?"

"Ah! Okay!!"

Chapter 1144 It is said that using spaces in speech can strengthen the tone.

To outsiders, it might seem like Xiaobai is neglecting her duties by spending time in the military police headquarters chatting with the ship girls there.

However, Duan Shuiliu knew that this was Xiaobai's unique method for treating the psychological trauma of the ship girls.

On the second day of the event, after Duan Shuiliu agreed to Xiaobai's request to try to heal all the ship girls in the Military Police Corps, she would spend some time at the Military Police Corps every day after Xiaobai's daily expedition ended, spending time with the ship girls.

Xiaobai's methods for comforting the ship girls' psychological trauma are quite unique.

Every time she came to the military police station, she would just chat casually with the ship girls, and they would talk about very lighthearted topics.

Whether it's something simple like today's weather, something a little more sophisticated like movies or literature, or something more professional like rare fashion publications or niche video game guides, no matter the topic, even a novice can easily chat with the ship girls.

In Duan Shuiliu's eyes, these were just ordinary ways of making friends, far from reaching the level of psychological therapy, so she didn't pay much attention to them at first. On the first day of Xiaobai's group therapy at the Military Police, although she achieved the milestone of becoming good friends with the ship girls, she generally had a peaceful and uneventful time.

There was nothing unusual here.

But the strange thing happened the next day.

Duan Shuiliu remembers clearly that after the ship girls slept for one night, the situation changed immediately when they woke up the next morning.

Duan Shuiliu remembered that on those two mornings, the ship girls who had just woken up seemed a little dazed and not in a good state of mind.

That very afternoon, when Shiro came to visit the ship girls as usual, something very surprising happened.

Several of the ship girls who were originally reluctant to talk about their dark past actually took the initiative to confess their dark past to Xiaobai while chatting with him.

Xiaobai already knew about the dark history of the ship girls. Duan Shuiliu had sent Xiaobai the complete resumes of the military police ship girls yesterday morning.

However, it is two completely different things for Xiaobai to know about the ship girls' past and for the ship girls to voluntarily confess their past to Xiaobai.

Duan Shuiliu knew very well that sometimes, the patient's level of cooperation could greatly affect the difficulty of psychotherapy. The fact that the ship girls took the initiative to confess their past to Xiaobai and seek comfort and help was precisely a sign that their level of trust in Xiaobai had reached a certain level.

Duan Shuiliu had studied some psychology, and he knew very well how difficult it was for patients to let go of their inner conflicts, trust him, and actively seek his help.

Even more so, if all patients in the world were as proactive as these ship girls, where would there be so many mental illness patients in the world?

When Duan Shuiliu tried to comfort the ship girls, he suffered countless setbacks in dealing with their inner conflicts.

Duan Shuiliu is very strange.

How exactly did Xiaobai manage to make the ship girls' trust in her skyrocket to the maximum overnight?

But strange as it may be.

It's true that things always tend to improve.

Even though Duan Shuiliu couldn't understand Xiaobai's treatment method at all, Xiaobai listened quietly to the ship girls' pasts, just like the best listener, since the ship girls took the initiative to confess and seek help.

In the entire military police force, there aren't many ship girls like Convers who have been harmed by their own admirals' schemes. Most ship girls' problems are relatively simple. Although opening up is a very difficult thing for ship girls, as long as they open up and talk a bit more, the knots in their hearts will naturally be untied.

Over the course of the week, the ship girls from the military police gradually opened their hearts to Shiro. The psychological shadow they usually had of wanting to punish the admiral was gradually suppressed, and their affection for Shiro was soaring at a visible speed.

A week has passed in just one week.

The ship girls of the military police started to smile more often, began to tease each other, and walked down the street singing and dancing, their attitude towards life seeming much more energetic.

They were so vibrant that Duan Shuiliu received protest letters from the lobby on the first floor more than once, saying that these flamboyant ship girls were too dazzling and seriously affected the work efficiency of the office workers on the first floor, and so on.

It's unclear what Xiaobai did.

But Duan Shuiliu knew very well that, at least in terms of psychological trauma, she didn't have to worry about her ship girls.

but.

There's no need to worry about the psychological trauma anymore.

However, Duan Shuiliu felt that Xiaobai's treatment effect seemed a bit too good.

In the past two days, the ship girls from the military police have come to Duan Shuiliu's side several times, saying they want to comb her hair, wash her feet, or simply sit next to her and stare blankly at her until tears well up in their eyes. Then they hold Duan Shuiliu's hands and say, "Duan Duan, you are the best sister I have ever met in my life. Remember not to work too long in the future, remember to eat on time, and when you get older and start a family, you must choose your boyfriend carefully and never settle. I will always remember you."

The way I listen to it, it sounds like these ship girls are about to elope with someone, and they're saying goodbye before they leave...

After distributing the pork cutlet rice from the cart to the ship girls present.

Duan Shuiliu silently watched Xiaobai surrounded by the ship girls.

Even during mealtimes, the ship girls from the military police stayed by Shiro's side, looking like a happy family.

Some even went so far as to approach Xiaobai, holding a spoon and indicating that they wanted to feed Xiaobai.

Duan Shuiliu got goosebumps just watching it.

of course.

Missouri, who had been guarding Shiro like a gatekeeper, cleverly and firmly refused the ship girls' request to feed him.

"How's the event going?" Duan Shuiliu asked Xiaobai.

"Mmm! Everything went smoothly!" Xiaobai replied, holding up her spoon. "Sister Duan, your pork chop rice has gotten even tastier!"

Duan Shuiliu glanced slightly to one side.

"...Why haven't you changed your event merits?"

"Hmm?" Xiaobai, who was chewing her food, looked up at Duan Shuiliu, who looked slightly worried and confused. She swallowed what was in her mouth and smiled at Duan Shuiliu. "It's okay. We've collected a lot of deep-sea metal. We just haven't exchanged it yet."

Why not change it?

"...Wouldn't it be more convenient to change everything on the last day?" Xiaobai hesitated for a moment before finally giving an awkward laugh.

Actually, Xiaobai didn't stop exchanging merit points for that reason.

The real reason is that there are different qualities among the Deep Sea Dean Metals. The reason why Xiaobai hasn't been exchanging merit points is that he just wants to wait until the event ends and spend some time picking out a small portion of the Deep Sea Dean Metals that are easy to swallow and have a good throat feel.