The Reborn Admiral of the Ship Girl

Boom, boom, boom——

You can clearly feel the ground shaking slightly, and every rumble means a bomb has been dropped in the deep sea and landed on the ground.

It won't be long before there won't be much left of the buildings on the ground.

The Kitchen Goddess looked at the ceiling worriedly. This small town that made her feel warm was reduced to ruins.

The deep sea has a deep hostility towards man-made buildings. The specific manifestation is that they put the destruction of man-made buildings second, second only to ship girls. During the Deep Sea War, no large city in the coastal area could avoid attacks from the deep sea.

Later, after expelling the deep sea from offshore areas, humans were able to rebuild former cities in coastal areas. After establishing the profession and responsibilities of admirals and assigning them to various parts of the world, there were gradually more existences like this island.

However, the bigger problem now is inside the air raid shelter.

The female Kitchen Goddess lowered her head, and there were crowds of people around her, all of whom had taken refuge in the air-raid shelter.

Zhong Yu's timely notification gave them enough time to escape. Except for a few who reacted and had private boats, most of them hid inside the air-raid shelter. But the problem is that under the pressure of such a large number of people, the system of the air raid shelter itself cannot support it for long.

Now everyone is still feeling lucky to have survived the disaster. A few may still be happy to survive, but as time goes by, they will soon face the strong pressure of survival.

Food, water, physiological needs, hygiene and cleanliness... At this moment, these things that are within daily reach have become particularly precious, and only a small number of people realize it. But even if they realize it, there is nothing they can do. Since they have not considered that one day they will actually hide in, the resources inside the air-raid shelter are only enough for these people for one day-provided that they only have the most basic needs.

"Does anyone have anything to eat?"

The man's voice echoed in the quiet air-raid shelter. After finding that no one paid attention to him, he sat back down. After sitting down, he glanced around at the people around him.

"Hello, do you want to sell this bottle of water? I'll pay for it."

"No, not for sale."

The woman hugged the bottles of water in her hands and looked at the man warily.

"OK, thanks."

Scenes like this were being staged on a small scale in the air-raid shelter. The Kitchen Goddess bit her lips and planned to walk out from her position.

There are not many doctors in the town, and there are also some patients inside, so the area around the doctors is not so crowded, and there is barely a small space for placing medicines.

"What are you going to do?"

Hancock grabbed the Kitchen Goddess by her shoulders and pulled her back.

"What else can you do?" The Kitchen Goddess glanced at Hancock, "I still have...well, what are you doing?"

"Shh-"

Hancock made a silencing gesture to her and said, "Speak lower."

Although she didn't know why she would do this, thinking that Zhong Yu probably wouldn't send a lunatic to her side, the Kitchen Goddess nodded.

Hancock removed his hand from her mouth and looked back.

"I want to say that I still have something here that I can share with them."

"No," Hancock shook his head, "If you give things to them now, what will happen later?"

"What should we do? We don't need to eat."

"I mean what if they ask for it again?"

"Then..." The Kitchen Goddess wanted to blurt out and prove it to them, but she quickly fell silent.

Seeing her like this, Hancock nodded slightly, stood up and leaned against the wall, his head lowered slightly, and his long hair blocked her sight.

The Kitchen Goddess has already realized what Hancock is referring to. In this case, the Kitchen Goddess's assistance will only make her a target of public criticism. They are ship girls. Even people who don’t know much about ship girls know that they have a separate ship space for storing things. Only they can use and view this space.

And once the Kitchen Goddess shows everyone that she has supplies, there will be a question in front of everyone here: How many does she have?

The answer is definitely: she does.

The Kitchen Goddess couldn't defend herself, because only she could view and use the ship's space.

By the time the finger is pointed at her, it doesn't matter whether she really has it or not. To everyone, she definitely has it. Although there is certainly nothing they can do to the ship girl, the kitchen goddess probably can't stay on the island any longer. Not everyone can remain calm after seeing the ugliness of the people around them, especially when it comes to their own situation.

"Thank you."

The Kitchen Goddess walked up to Hancock and whispered her thanks.

"Just thank you Commander."

"And, for that matter, don't show it."

"...I understand." After a moment of silence, the Kitchen Goddess nodded.

"Doctor, I want some medicine."

A patient came, and the Kitchen Goddess was impressed. After all, she had just diagnosed him.

"I remember you should have gone out to prescribe medicine, right?"

"I-I'm sorry, I accidentally lost the medicine when I ran away."

He avoided looking at the female Kitchen Goddess.

Fortunately, I got the medicine.

Thinking like this, the Kitchen Goddess once again picked out his medicine and gave it to him.

"Doctor, these are capsules and tablets. I don't have any water."

"Um……"

"Sorry, we don't have any here either."

Hancock walked to the side of the Kitchen Goddess and looked at the man.

"This, that's it, then, then I'll go back first."

He grabbed the medicine from the hand of the Kitchen Goddess and left here in a hurry.

"Patient, can't you do that either?"

"He actually has medicine."

Hancock watched him sit down and recalled that he had clearly seen him take out the medicine and look at it for a while, then looked at the Kitchen Goddess.

"Things like this will continue to happen, so be vigilant."

"Ok."

After the two incidents just now, the Kitchen Goddess understood why Zhong Yu asked her to help him. But, what was his motivation for making this choice?

Hancock returned to her previous position. After scanning around once again to confirm that nothing would go wrong for the time being, she squatted down and a small screen appeared. She quickly entered the content.

After finishing, she stood up again and carried out the tasks assigned to her by Zhong Yu.

There is another thing that Hancock did not tell the Kitchen Goddess. As time goes by, the two of them, as ship wives, will inevitably become the target of public criticism. Bad emotions always have to have an outlet. Whether it's out of jealousy or wanting to get something, the two of them are the best choice.

Until then... Hancock glanced at the Kitchen Goddess, interrupted his thoughts, shook his head slightly, no, it's better not to think about this yet, I hope the commander can solve it as soon as possible.