The Reborn Admiral of the Ship Girl

"Uh-"

It was exactly like the zombies in those disaster movies, and it even made people wonder if he was the dubbing voice coming from Yun Heng's mouth. He was slumped on the sofa with the word "big" all over his body, staring blankly at the ceiling diagonally above.

Zhong Yu also slumped on the sofa, but unlike Yun Heng's impudent look, he just relaxed his body to the extreme and was in close contact with the sofa.

"It's really tiring..."

Leah took a deep breath and said summarily.

"It's not tiring anymore. I can't imagine how tortured I was when I was an admiral."

"Well... Judging from the information we got, this is the first time that this kind of deep sea has appeared. Other deep seas should be more normal, probably." Zhong Yu comforted Yun Heng with some "uncertainty".

"In short, Qi Ji has been eliminated, and the ship girls are fine. Overall, everyone is happy."

Nearly two weeks have passed since Zhong Yu and the others discovered Lu Ji Qiji, then confirmed it with the reconnaissance fleet sent by the admiral, launched an attack, and finally eliminated her. They have not been idle in the past two weeks. Their mission is to fight together, not to find Deep Sea Qi Ji, so they have been on the battlefield almost all the time.

Fight, take a short rest, and then fight again... This is how the "wonderful" cycle is maintained. Everything is necessary to ensure the suppression of the deep sea. Everything must be coordinated and arranged by the admiral. It is okay to have joint operations like this now. As long as an order is given, each group will complete it spontaneously.

If it were to be a normal strategy, the admiral would need to think about how to rotate the ship girls while preserving combat effectiveness, how to deal with emergencies, etc. After this joint operation, I believe everyone has a clearer understanding of how heavy the admiral's burden is.

"By the way, what will you say about the celebration tonight?"

"We've already discussed that, haven't we? We'll just show up, chat for a while and then leave. We'll make an appointment to meet up next time. Hum, I've saved a lot of money."

"Ah, that's right, I remembered it. You, the eldest lady, said you have saved a lot. It seems I can look forward to it - well, I have to wear formal clothes. It's so troublesome. I really want to just wear casual clothes. go."

"I think if you don't mind other people's eyes, you can still give it a try."

Earlier this afternoon, Deep Sea Qi Ji was finally successfully sunk, with almost no losses other than resources. Oh, when we attacked Lu Ji Ji, the admiral lost a damage control. But judging from his expression, this seemed to be exactly what he expected.

While everyone was immersed in the joy of sinking Lu Ji Qiji, he announced that the celebration banquet would be officially launched tonight. If a period of time passes, everyone may not be in such a good mood. Zhong Yu bets that once today is over, everyone will be in a fishing state - the pressure during this period is indeed a bit high.

"Then I'll leave first. Alas, I really don't know which dress to wear."

"Do you still want to pick that one? He deserves to be from a wealthy family."

"I didn't do that voluntarily," Liya rolled her eyes at Yun Heng. "Father and the others were stuffing it into the suitcase while saying things like, 'It'll be useful for important occasions,' 'This is very beautiful,' and so on."

After a few minutes, Yun Heng straightened up with a determined attitude, "Okay, I'm almost done, it's time to go."

"Eh? Aren't you leaving yet?"

Yun Heng looked at Zhong Yu, who was still the same as before, and asked curiously.

"It's almost time, probably, you go first."

I don't know why, but when talking about this matter, Zhong Yu's expression was a little subtle.

After a while, Zhong Yu sighed to himself and narrowed his eyes slightly, almost writing his despair on his face.

"Okay, accept your fate." He stood up with resignation, his tone containing the determination to face death.

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"So, it should be this set."

Lexington spoke calmly and picked up the white military uniform in his hand.

"The black one is more likely to give people a refreshing feeling."

Missouri picked up his hand without giving in, and made a look-at-you gesture with the other hand.

"The long hem of this piece can make the commander look more handsome. Considering that the commander will wear white most of the time in the future, it is just right to try it like this."

"The commander has said that it doesn't matter if he is handsome or not. White clothes fit the commander's gentle temperament very well. Moreover, it was a celebration, so serious black is not suitable."

"Black represents a formal occasion, and the celebration is undoubtedly a formal occasion."

"But most of the navy uniforms are white. This is done by trainee admirals and admirals. Navy uniforms are more suitable."

The argument between the two has continued for a small meeting. Although the others should have dissuaded them in time, it should be said that it was unexpected or expected. The other ship girls were also divided into two groups, those who favored Lexington and those who favored Missouri. By the way, the Lexington faction (white) includes: Saratoga, Northampton, Unicorn, and the Missouri faction (black) includes: z46, Shropshire, Phelps.

From a purely numerical perspective, it would not be an exaggeration to say that they are evenly matched. The central figure in the incident, who undoubtedly controlled the entire battle situation, was the admiral Zhong Yu who was respected and admired by the ship girls present. At this moment, he was lying peacefully on the sofa watching their argument. He was no different from those people in animations, comics and other works who had completed their mission and could finally leave the world peacefully.

Probably aware of this, no one asked Zhong Yu about his choice of clothes, or they simply knew that Zhong Yu would wear whatever they decided on, so as long as they could convince the other party, there would be no problem.

"There is no result if we continue arguing like this."

"That's right. In that case, we can only judge by the way it looks."

The two of them turned to look at Zhong Yu almost at the same time, put on gentle expressions, and said coaxingly: "Commander, come and try again."

"..."

Click.

I don't know if it was his imagination, but Zhong Yu seemed to hear the sound of something breaking, or maybe it was a glass instrument. Oh my, I'm really curious about what it was. Could it be a pressure gauge? How is that possible? I didn't bring a pressure gauge with me. Even if I did, it would have exploded long ago.

An increase in stress index is detected.

Haha, what a surprise, the stress index went up or something.

Zhong Yu stood up with a calm smile and successfully started changing clothes for the unknown number of times.