Elder brother's garrison

The deep-sea creature Yamato doesn't just work as a lifeguard in the ocean.

As the most respectable Abyssal Dean, Abyssal Yamato not only has to avoid the presence of ship girls in this sea full of inferior Abyssal Deans, but is also frequently hunted down by them.

Lately, I don't know why, every time Deepsea Yamato makes a commotion, a considerable number of Deepsea Deans immediately jump out of the sea and attack him.

Yamato has high combat power, but due to ship type and skill limitations, she is not very good at extreme situations where she is outnumbered. Therefore, dealing with these Abyssal Headmasters, whose numbers are comparable to army ants, is relatively difficult for her. She can only ask the baby white whale to fire dynamic light waves several times to help her clear the area.

Although this white whale usually acts like a domineering and arrogant CEO, to be fair, as long as Yamato (the deep-sea deity) praises it, it will still do its job when it's time to work.

Under the moonlight.

The purple whale flapped its tail, happily devouring its spoils beneath the ice field, and then splashed back towards the deep-sea Yamato.

The purple whale returned to Yamato in the deep sea, let out a loud "Awoo!", and opened its huge mouth wide, staring at Yamato.

That voice.

It was practically a sycophantic remark, like "Master, please check."

The purple whale's enormous mouth was wide open, looking like it could swallow a small building whole. Its imposing presence was slightly frightening, but Yamato, having lived in the deep sea for so long with the purple whale, was already used to it.

Yamato reached into the mouth of the purple whale and picked up the scattered pieces of deep-sea metal from between its teeth, placing them into its ship equipment space.

"Hmm... I've collected quite a few of these in a week." Deep Sea Yamato picked up the last piece of deep-sea metal and tossed it in the air. "If I bring it to Shiro later, Shiro should be quite happy."

"Woo-woo—" the purple whale uttered a sound of longing.

"Alright, alright, I know you want some too. I understand that hard work pays off." Deep Sea Yamato picked at his ear with a helpless expression, jumped out of the purple whale's mouth, and then threw the piece of Deep Sea Dean Metal in his hand into the purple whale's mouth.

The purple whale happily closed its mouth and swallowed the Deep Sea Dean's metal.

"The rest are for Shiro, you know what I mean?" Deep Sea Yamato said to the purple whale.

The purple whale whimpered for a while, its voice carrying a hint of reluctance and unwillingness, but more so a sense of helpless compromise.

In our deep-sea Yamato family, we have always distributed rewards according to work done.

The white whale leader killed thousands of enemies with a single shot, and the loot dropped by the purple whale, who was responsible for cleaning up the battlefield, dared not make any excessive demands.

"That's it. The next wave of Abyssal Deans will be here soon." Abyssal Yamato sighed helplessly, climbing up the back of the purple whale along its fin. "Even if we don't need to sleep after activating the ship's equipment, it's still quite tiring to keep going back and forth with those people. Let's just slip away to a quiet place first."

Yamato, who had climbed to the top of the purple whale's head, yawned with his mouth open.

Under the moonlight, her beautiful face showed a slight hint of fatigue.

It's been ten years.

After getting used to life in human society.

Back on the sea.

No matter how much Yamato tries to convince herself that she's happy.

But the body's reaction is always the most authentic.

Sleepy.

This area of ​​the ocean is still too boring for the deep-sea creature Yamato.

After confirming that the beluga whale was following behind, Yamato, who was lying on top of the purple whale, put her arms around his shoulders, took out the sleeping bag that she had exchanged with the ship girls on the sea earlier from her ship equipment space, and crawled inside.

"Good night."

Yamato Fukami spoke up.

The purple whale patted its tail.

Then, the two whales swam one after the other towards a remote area of ​​the sea.

The ice field shattered.

As the sea breeze howled, the ice crystals melted.

Yamato lay atop the purple whale's head, gradually falling silent.

The Night of Chapter 1157.

It became increasingly calm.

"...It's been a week."

"...When will Xiaobai come to pick me up...?"

Deep Sea Yamato closed its eyes.

I was perched atop the head of a purple whale, my body swaying slightly.

It felt like sitting in a cradle.

The sea breeze is like a ballad.

It slightly dispelled the loneliness.

The consciousness of Yamato in the deep sea gradually drifted away in his slumber.

in the dark.

Consciousness drifted thousands of miles.

Gurgling.

Grrrrrrrrrrrr.

Then, Deep Sea Yamato seemed to have arrived at a deep seabed.

The seabed glowed with a warm, shimmering light.

The surrounding bubbles enveloped figures from bottom to top.

Yamato's consciousness gradually sank.

It sank further.

Finally, they arrived at a strange machine.

The machine was illuminated by several green lights in the dark seabed.

Under the light, a series of strange numbers and languages ​​were written on the screen.

The consciousness of the deep sea Yamato gradually drew closer in a daze.

They uncontrollably approached the machine's lights.

Into the set.

"!￥!"

————！￥%……￥……97%”

Things I don't understand.

It's full of strange words.

It's somewhat like human language.

It also sounds a bit like the language of the deep sea.

But none of them are.

Yamato's gaze lingered on the machine.

Subsequently.

Do not know why.

Strange words seemed to have inexplicably entered Yamato's head, blooming like flowers within it.

Yamato Shinkai discovered that he was slowly beginning to understand the language on the screen.

"Large-scale! Price measured!"

————! Using deep-sea technology…cumulative…97%”

Large-scale deep-sea measurement!

—Using the Deep Sea Fleet…cumulative…current…97%

Just like an image that gradually becomes clearer from a blurry one.

Under Yamato's gaze, the strange characters gradually transformed into characters familiar to him.

……

Large-scale deep-sea main technology test.

Yamato-class.

—Use the Deep Sea Fleet to gain a cumulative 500 million experience points in any level.

Current progress: 97%

Chapter 1158 makes sense too.

Just as Yamato was in a hazy dream, observing the strange device in front of him.

Sudden.

A loud cannon shot rang out instantly in the ears of the Deep Sea Yamato.

Yamato's consciousness was like a bird caught in a rapidly retracting rope. She instinctively cried out and instantly traveled countless miles back in the direction she had come from.

Consciousness was forcibly pulled back into the body.

Yamato, who was lying on the head of the purple mechanical whale, suddenly opened his eyes and immediately sat up from the whale's head.

Yamato looked around.

Suddenly, countless white deep-sea deities, their empty eyes staring blankly, began chasing after him in the waters surrounding him and the two whales.

At a glance, the view of the deep sea and the ocean is filled with a dense, congested white figure.

The roar of carrier-based aircraft echoed across the sky.

A familiar yet pungent smell of gunpowder wafted up from beneath Deep Sea Yamato.

Yamato looked down and saw several huge, lightning-streaked cannons protruding from beneath the crystal armor on the body of the purple mechanical whale, emitting bursts of scorching, dry smoke in mid-air.

It is clear.

The firecracker that just woke Abyssus Yamato from his sleep was set off by this guy.

"Ugh——"

Sensing that Yamato had regained consciousness, the purple mechanical whale beneath him raised its head and let out a loud and heroic shout at the person on its head.

The purple whale seemed to be saying, "Boss! You're finally awake! The situation is urgent, but don't panic. With me here, these little bastards won't harm a single hair on your head! Just leave these mere bastards to Boss White Whale. No need to thank me; it's what I, as your best subordinate, should do..."

"Snapped!"

"Crack! Crack!"

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Before the purple whale could finish its statement, it was met with several angry slaps from the deep-sea whale.

"So, if you didn't need to lift a finger, why are you showing off like that, you idiot!" Deep Sea Yamato smacked the purple whale's head repeatedly. "I finally managed to fall asleep!! What the hell is this 'fire the cannon' thing?! I was dreaming that I was sitting at a really crucial moment, okay?!!"

Although Yamato's slaps were tinged with morning grumpiness and anger, they weren't malicious. So, when they landed on the purple whale's head, they were more of a symbolic warning than a physical punishment, causing no harm to the purple whale.

But that's all.

The purple whale was somewhat dazed by the several slaps from the deep-sea Yamato.

"Wa ...

The purple whale let out a series of aggrieved cries.

Even mounts have dignity. I'm doing this for the boss's own good. Deepsea ships don't need to sleep. Even though we're surrounded by enemies at night, I still need to wake you up. There are quite a few enemies this time. If the boss falls asleep, it wouldn't be good if I threw you off when I drift around the corner, etc.

Of course.

The purple whale's rebuttal was naturally powerless under its master's small fists.

"Why don't you just let the beluga whale next door come out and show off? What are you doing causing trouble here? Don't the neighbors get any sleep at night? It's a real nuisance!" Abyssal Yamato, relying on being the owner of the ship's equipment, started acting like a scoundrel towards the purple whale.

The purple whale whimpered under the stern command of the deep-sea yawaki, its voice filled with helplessness at its current master's depravity, indicating that it had nothing to say.

"Seriously, I just felt like I had a really amazing dream." Deep Sea Yamato angrily packed away her sleeping bag. "Now I can't sleep at all. Seriously, what kind of hellish environment is this? They won't even let us sleep! These little brats are really something..."