Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

There was one more thing Xue Cheng didn't say: He was the only human in this garrison. If an agent or killer really sneaked in, his target would definitely be him. Since he had already succeeded, the correct thing to do was to ask him for information directly or kill him swiftly. Why did he need to ask him questions like he was interrogating a criminal?

The girl's body trembled. She quickly grabbed a piece of clothing and put it under her nose to sniff. Then she froze there, as if she had been shocked by something. She muttered to herself, "It's actually because of the smell..."

Xue Cheng narrowed his eyes. After a period of adaptation, his eyes had adapted to the darkness around him, and the appearance of the girl in front of him also came into his eyes.

The other person had long flaxen hair and golden pupils. She wore a white shirt. Her plump chest stretched the shirt tightly, making Xue Cheng worry that the buttons would be broken off in the next second. She wore a black jacket casually on her body like a cloak, black hot pants on her lower body, and black stockings of varying lengths on her slender legs.

She pursed her lips slightly, and her cold and beautiful face was filled with a bit of annoyance.

Xue Cheng quickly compared his memories and guessed the girl's identity. He then asked, "Why is Hancock here?"

Hancock, an Essex-class aircraft carrier, hull number CV-19, formerly known as Ticonderoga, was renamed Hancock for various reasons. She has good attributes and skills in the game, but compared to these, Xue Cheng prefers her cool and beautiful portrait and plump figure. The image of a cold killer in the blood butterfly dress makes Xue Cheng extremely fascinated.

"I heard that the admiral stayed in C-series for dinner, so I came here specially to wait for you on this path on the way back." Hancock's answer was very direct. It seemed that because it was Xue Cheng's wedding ship, this bold American girl did not show any shyness because of her words.

"What if I didn't go back but stayed overnight at Department C? Wouldn't you have made a wasted trip?" Xue Cheng asked curiously.

Hancock was stunned for a moment, then immediately said, "It's okay. If I don't wait, I will sneak into the C-series base and find the admiral."

"Uh..." Xue Cheng was a little frightened by Hancock's words. He asked tentatively, "Is there something Hancock wants to talk to me about?"

Hancock tilted his head. "No, can't I come to the Admiral if I have nothing to do?"

"Of course." Xue Cheng shook his head. He looked at the hillside not far away. His villa was looming in the distance. He hesitated and asked tentatively, "Would you like to come over to my place and sit down?"

"Okay." Hancock did not refuse. He followed Xue Cheng and walked slowly along the path.

25. Jedi Gun King Admiral Xue

"Click." Xue Cheng fumbled and turned on the switch at the entrance. Bright light fell from above, illuminating the living room. Xue Cheng found two pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet beside him and called to Hancock behind him: "Come in and sit down."

Hancock changed her sandals and followed Xue Cheng in. She looked around and then went to sit down next to the high-end-looking sofa set.

Xue Cheng opened the refrigerator and found it empty. Nothing was prepared. Helplessly, he took two paper cups and a large bucket of mineral water and returned to the living room. He said, "I'm not usually at the garrison, so I haven't prepared anything for you. Have some water."

Hancock tilted her head and looked at Xue Cheng. This cold and indifferent girl looked particularly cute and adorable when she did this. She stood up and walked straight to the second floor under Xue Cheng's puzzled gaze. After a while, she came down with a large box of snacks and drinks.

"Where did you find this?" Xue Cheng asked curiously. It was obvious that someone usually cleaned and tidied this room, but since there were snacks and drinks, why didn't they put them in the refrigerator but hid them instead?

Hancock casually placed the cardboard box on the coffee table. The living room windows were closed, and it was a bit stuffy. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, unbuttoned a button on her chest, exhaled a long breath, and said, "Tirpitz put it here."

Xue Cheng tried hard to control his gaze from drifting to Hancock's chest, but that touch of snow-white, delicate and plump breasts seemed to have a magical power that made him unable to control himself. Xue Cheng coughed dryly and said, "Tirpitz? Beizhai? What is she doing here?"

Tirpitz, the second ship of the Bismarck class, rarely left port to carry out missions in history. It was mostly used to deter and contain the Allies, and was known as the "Lonely Queen of the North".

In the game, the ship girl Tirpitz has the attributes of a otaku in her lines and doesn't like to leave the port, so her originally majestic title is distorted and turned into "the lonely otaku in the north". She is an otaku who likes games and comics. The player's secondary creation and the official comics also have the setting of the erotic book of the drawing sister Bismarck.

Xue Cheng suddenly remembered that when he checked the room in the morning, the games and line drawings hidden in the computer, as well as the girls' clothes in the closet, were most likely the work of Tirpitz.

Hancock picked up the air conditioner remote from the coffee table and adjusted the temperature while saying, "I'm not sure. Maybe Tirpitz used the Admiral's room as a refuge to avoid Bismarck? She might have hidden these snacks here, too."

"..." Xue Cheng was speechless. Aren't you very clear about this?

Hancock opened a bag of nuts, peeled off the shells, and passed the plump kernels to Xue Cheng's mouth. She seemed to understand the almost overflowing desire to complain in Xue Cheng's eyes, and said calmly, "I sometimes stay in the admiral's room and run into Tirpitz. These are all my guesses, and they may not be accurate."

Xue Cheng hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth and took the nut. The aroma of the skincare products on Hancock's fingers wafted into his nose, making him feel a little uncomfortable. Xue Cheng quickly coughed and said, "No, I think your guess makes sense."

The games and line drawings hidden in the computer are obviously 18X themes. As Tirpitz's sister, Bismarck obviously could not tolerate her sister's bad hobby, so she would inevitably suppress her by force. Tirpitz would hide in her room for refuge, probably for this reason.

But, Hancock, why did you come to stay in my room? And tonight, if you hadn't stopped me on the road, you were planning to raid the C-series residential area, right?

The more I think about it, the more terrifying it becomes.

"Is that so?" Hancock nodded and continued to peel nuts to feed Xue Cheng, only occasionally throwing a few into his own mouth. The two of them ate snacks and chatted casually. The atmosphere seemed to be good, but Xue Cheng felt uncomfortable all over.

He was originally a single guy with little experience in love and had no idea how to get along with girls. Strictly speaking, this was the first time he and Hancock met each other, and they didn't even have the most basic understanding of each other. Even if he wanted to please her, he didn't know where to start.

Hancock's personality was also somewhat cold. She would only respond when Xue Cheng asked her. Otherwise, she would continue feeding the animals without saying a word, as mechanically as an automatic nut-peeling machine.

Xue Cheng felt that he couldn't go on like this. Being alone with a girl who only had eyes for him, he just sat in the living room eating snacks and saying a few dry and meaningless words? He wasn't afraid of being laughed at if it got out!

Thinking of this, Xue Cheng deliberately cleared his throat to attract Hancock's attention, and then asked, "Can Hancock play games?"

Hancock nodded. The ship girl was not a cold fighting machine. Not only did lonely otakus in the north entertain themselves through games, but she also played games to kill time.

"Then let's play games together." Xue Cheng looked at Hancock with shining eyes. As a otaku, and an otaku who doesn't like socializing, he is alone both in life and in games. It is rare for him to have like-minded comrades.

"Okay." Hancock said without thinking. The two of them packed up, moved the snack box to Xue Cheng's bedroom, and turned on the computer.

The love-raising game hidden in the local disk was obviously not suitable for playing with girls. Xue Cheng took a look and found that several games were already installed on the computer, so he didn't need to download them again. He randomly picked a battle royale FPS game and was about to register an account, but was surprised to find that the game already had an account set to automatically log in.

Xue Cheng didn't think much about it. After entering the game and familiarizing himself with the operations, he started a game.

"Has Hancock ever played this kind of game before?" Xue Cheng asked casually while looking at the matching words displayed on the screen.

Hancock nodded. Xue Cheng laughed and said, "In that case, you should be able to understand my operation. Back in college, I was known as the Jedi Gun King!"

"Bang!" A ball of green liquid burst out from the character's head, and the character controlled by Xue Cheng suddenly fell to the ground. A wooden box slowly appeared next to the corpse.

"Damn it! You're cheating!" Xue Cheng widened his eyes and looked at the player in the death replay who shot him in the head across thousands of miles. He gritted his teeth, clicked the report button, and then quit the game.

It seems that there are cheating gods here as well as on Earth. Xue Cheng was a little indignant. Although he didn't have much talent for games, he really liked shooting games. After a lot of game time, he also had a pretty good strength. If he hadn't met a god, how could he have failed so quickly?

26. Cats and Houses

"This is an accident and does not represent my true strength as the Jedi Gun King." Xue Cheng coughed lightly and said to the girl beside him who was watching him silently: "When encountering a god, even the most powerful masters are helpless. After all, we all have relatives."

Come again! Xue Cheng gritted his teeth and started the next round.

"Bang, bang, bang." The character controlled by Xue Cheng had just leaned out of the cover when he was shot in the head by three consecutive precise shots from the enemy on the hillside not far away, and turned into a box again.

"How is this possible!" Xue Cheng nearly smashed his keyboard. This time, he was certain his opponent wasn't cheating, but wasn't this person ridiculously strong? They both emerged from cover at the same time, yet he was instantly killed before he could even take aim. Is this something a human could do?

I don’t believe it! Let’s do it again! Xue Cheng opened another round without giving up.

"Bang!" A dull gunshot was heard. The enemy behind the bunker dodged, poked his head out, and shot. Xue Cheng, who was moving nimbly between obstacles, was shot into a sieve by the opponent's shotgun the moment he entered the bunker.

"..." Xue Cheng and Hancock looked at each other in silence and quietly quit the game.

"It was an accident." Xue Cheng's explanation was a little pale and powerless. If he was killed by a god in the first game, it was excusable. But the experience of being tragically slaughtered in the next two games was a real slap in his face.

Just as he was trying to save face in front of Hancock, the computer screen in front of him suddenly went black and returned to the login interface. Xue Cheng checked it in surprise, then revealed a guilty expression: "Is this... my account blocked?"

On the other side, in a room of a detached villa in the garrison, a girl with long pink hair and a tuft of adobo on her head was holding a large bucket of Coke. She sat at the table, turned on the computer, and logged into the game skillfully. Just as she was about to start a game, she suddenly noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with the column showing the rank and points next to the avatar in the upper right corner.

The girl rubbed her eyes. "Eh? Have I been sleeping too late lately? I'm actually hallucinating. I guess I should just listen to my sister and get some rest early today... huh?!"

"W-What's going on? Is this account hacking? Aaaaaah! My points! My rank!"

……

While wiping his hair with a towel, Bismarck looked at himself in the mirror.

She is tall, with delicate and fair skin. Due to the special physique of the ship girl, her skin has not become dark and rough even though she has been traveling on the sea all year round. The soft flesh on her chest is delicate and plump, her legs are perfectly slender, and the skin on her flat belly is tight. She has not grown abdominal muscles with long-term exercise. Although Bismarck does not care about this, the admiral will not like it, right?

Thinking of the admiral, Bismarck couldn't help but look at her hair. Her short silver hair and stern expression made her look less feminine, but more heroic. She was as charming as anyone. Bismarck was quite satisfied with this, because she really couldn't imagine what kind of image she would look like if she had the style of Yixian or Lexington.

The admiral often makes fun of Bismarck's hair. Obviously, apart from the fact that her hair color has changed from brown to silver and the ship's equipment parameters have become more powerful, she has not changed much from before. However, the admiral insists that Bismarck has become softer with the change of hair color, and is a soft cat. He always teases her with the hair on her head that sticks up like cat ears.

But perhaps she had become softer? Bismarck looked at a diamond ring on the washstand and thought to herself that perhaps she had indeed changed. Now that she had a husband she loved and a sister she always worried about, her previous image as a battle-mad warrior no longer suited her. Although she could not yet be a good wife to the admiral like Yixian and Lexington, she should definitely make some changes.

Looking at the hair on his head that was curling up again because the water stains were gradually evaporating, Bismarck pulled the corners of his mouth and tried to make his expression softer. However, what was reflected in the mirror was a slightly arrogant and conceited smile.

Bismarck sighed heavily, grabbed a bathrobe and put it on, put the ring back on, and walked out of the bathroom.

In the bedroom, the girl with long pink hair was still wearing headphones, working hard in front of the computer. Looking at this worrying sister, Bismarck shook his head helplessly and said, "Tirpitz, I'm done, you can go take a shower now."

Tirpitz turned a deaf ear to him and continued to play the game with the mouse in his hand, gritting his teeth, as if he was facing a mortal enemy.

Bismarck raised her brows sharply. She walked over and quickly pressed the power button on the computer. As the screen went black, Tirpitz screamed in despair: "Ah! I just started! What are you doing, sister?"

"What?" Bismarck crossed her arms, exuding the majesty of an older sister. "What did you promise me yesterday? Didn't you say you wouldn't stay up late anymore?"

"That was yesterday. I didn't promise you today..." Bismarck glared at her, and Tirpitz couldn't continue. She lowered her head and muttered, "What's wrong? It's all because of my sister's fierceness. The admiral finally came back, but he would rather stay in the C-series than come to see us."

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Although Tirpitz's voice was low, the distance between the two was very close. Bismarck was stunned for a moment, as if his heart was pierced by a needle. He thought about how he had applied to be a friend of the admiral and sent private messages to him before, but all of them fell on deaf ears and there was no response.

Could it be that the Admiral really hates me, so he hides in the C department?

No, the Admiral is not that kind of person. Bismarck gritted her teeth. She was not the kind of little girl who would feel sorry for herself because of such things. She quickly adjusted her mood, then reached out and hit Tirpitz hard on the forehead, causing the girl to hold her head and scream.

"Ahhh, why am I so unlucky today? My account was stolen, and you, sister, turned off my computer. I'm sure I'll lose a lot of points this time!" Tirpitz covered his forehead, fell to the floor with tears in his eyes, and rolled around without caring about the pajamas he had just changed into.

"This guy is hopeless." Bismarck looked helplessly at his sister who was rolling on the ground, then went to the living room to get a can of cold beer from the refrigerator. When she returned to the bedroom, Tirpitz had already sat back in his chair.

Bismarck opened his beer, gulped down a large gulp, then heaved a sigh of relief and casually asked, "What? Was your game account stolen?"

"I don't think so," Tirpitz rubbed his forehead and said a little aggrievedly, "My computer has always been well protected. There's no way it could have been infected with a Trojan. Well, my account has been logged into the Admiral's computer before, and I even set it to auto-login. Someone must have used that computer to log into my account, right?"

27. Hood’s Dark History

"Is that so?" Bismarck replied casually, then suddenly became alert: "Wait, Tirpitz, when did you use the computer in the Admiral's room?"

"!!!" Tirpitz didn't say anything, but covered his mouth with his hands, and a look of bad luck appeared on his face.

Bismarck gave his sister a deep look and didn't ask any further questions. He tapped the can lightly with his fingers. The sound was not loud, but it made Tirpitz sweat profusely. After a while, Bismarck said calmly, "I think it's because you usually browse those messy websites too much, which caused your computer to be infected with a Trojan horse."

"It's not some random website," Tirpitz retorted aggrievedly. "I'm only looking at legitimate websites. I wouldn't be infected with a Trojan horse."

Serious? Bismarck scoffed at Tirpitz's excuse. What kind of serious website would have such shameless books to read? Tirpitz must have been infected with a Trojan horse while he was away, secretly reading the books, which led to the account being hacked.

Bismarck was just thinking when the door suddenly opened. A blue-haired girl with twin ponytails poked her head in and looked. Seeing Bismarck looking at her, the girl blinked, opened the door and walked in.

"Prince Eugen, is there something wrong?" Bismarck looked at the blue-haired girl and asked puzzledly.

"Ah, Sister Bismarck, don't drink on an empty stomach. Fortunately, I have prepared it." Prince Eugen looked at the can in Bismarck's hand and stretched out his right hand behind his back. It was a paper bag wrapped in a plastic bag. As Prince Eugen opened the bag, an enticing aroma diffused in the room.

Eugen took out a small box of steaming food from a paper bag and handed it to Bismarck, saying, "I couldn't sleep just now, so I went for a walk outside. I remembered that Sister Bismarck likes to drink a little before bed, so I went to a Japanese izakaya and bought some food to bring over."

"Thank you, Prince Eugen." Bismarck did not refuse Prince Eugen's kindness.

"Hehehe..." Tirpitz curled her lips at Prince Eugen, who had become shy just because of her sister's compliment. She turned around, leaned towards Prince Eugen with her hands on the armrests of the computer chair, and said with her chin on the backrest of the computer chair, "Don't forget me, I want to eat too! Hey, don't you have any portion for me?"

Prince Eugen, who had been lost in an unclear fantasy, only knowing how to watch Bismarck grinning, was awakened by Tirpitz's call. She tilted her head and looked at Tirpitz, her gaze slowly sliding down from her chubby face to her plump thighs. She smiled and said, "Tirpitz, you don't need it, right? Eat high-calorie food before bed, or you'll gain weight."

"What?! I won't get fat! When have you ever heard of a shipgirl's body shape changing due to overnutrition?" Tirpitz slapped the armrest of his chair and said angrily, "Even if it really does, why can my sister eat but I can't?"

Prince Eugen crossed his arms and shrugged helplessly: "Because Sister Bismarck insists on exercising every day, and you..."

Prince Eugen did not say the rest of the words, but considering that the target was Tirpitz, a lazy otaku, anyone could guess what he would say next.

"Alright, Prince Eugen, stop teasing her." Bismarck glanced at Tirpitz, who seemed genuinely angry, and picked out a few foods from the paper bag Prince Eugen had brought and placed them on the computer desk. "Although a shipgirl's physique won't change easily, you'd better pay attention to it. You don't exercise all day, and you don't even leave the house. You just hide in your room playing games and eating junk food. Be careful or you'll really become a fat man one day."