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As someone who had only ever seen quantum computers since hatching, the highest level of technology Feng Qingyue had ever encountered was that of a "Grandma Liu," she was truly awestruck by the technologically advanced style of the warship when she first entered it.

The warship is made of silver-gray material, solemn and powerful. Walking on the warship, you can see patrolling soldiers and men who have just finished training and are covered in sweat. The upright figures in the command room give people a strong sense of security.

When the soldiers saw their marshal return, they would stand at attention and salute, and naturally they would see the marshal's dirty little tail behind him.

The soldiers' well-meaning glances didn't offend Feng Qingyue. It was just...

You guys are so tall, it makes me look like a little kid, okay?!

With everyone around him standing at 190cm tall, and wearing black military uniforms, plus the fact that the entire warship was filled with men, the sense of oppression was overwhelming.

Feng Qingyue: Trembling

After suppressing their curiosity and completing their daily tasks with serious expressions, the soldiers eagerly turned on their personal computers and began to discuss the matter enthusiastically.

[The Black Dragon Fleet is one family]

Soldier A: Who's that girl following behind the marshal? She's so cute!

Soldier B: 9494, she's so cute! I wish my daughter was that cute.

Soldier C: What are you dreaming about upstairs? She's beautiful, absolutely beautiful!

Soldier D: Agreed, agreed, so beautiful! I've fallen in love, brothers!

Soldier E: Quickly pull the person upstairs! Soldiers of the Black Dragon Fleet don't need love!

Military Alphabet: Yes, yes, no need for love!

Reeve: Don't talk nonsense. We rescued that girl on our way out of a mission, and she came to the warship to receive treatment.

Soldiers: Oh, okay, okay, we're going to work now.

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Feng Qingyue followed closely behind Ji Yuan, her head bowed, staring at the black military boots of the dog marshal in front of her. She made her way to the infirmary by turning left and right.

"Go inside." Ji Yuan lowered his eyes.

"Okay." Feng Qingyue obediently took small steps into the infirmary.

In the infirmary, Tang Qing adjusted his glasses and smiled gently: "Marshal Ji, is this the little boy who sent me a message on the personal terminal today asking me to treat him?"

Ji Yuan's thin lips curled slightly as he looked at Feng Qingyue's frustrated little expression: "Yes, the little one is stubborn, you'll have to put in some effort."

Tang Qing nodded, turned around and let Feng Qingyue huff and puff as she climbed onto the large bed in the middle of the infirmary. Then, she took a small white handkerchief and gently wiped her pretty little face.

Ji Yuan clicked his tongue and turned his head away from the "affectionate" scene inside.

He pressed his tongue against his back teeth, somewhat annoyed: This little dwarf he brought back is now entangled with that refined scoundrel Tang Qing, really!

Fortunately, the scene that caused someone's heart attack ended quickly. Ji Yuan turned around and immediately saw the little girl sitting on the big bed, swinging her two slender white legs.

The dust on the little girl's body had been wiped clean, and her pure and beautiful face was even more radiant and charming. Her long golden hair was casually draped behind her head, and the gold color seemed to be a gift from the sun, making her exceptionally beautiful.

Her light blue eyes were clear and gentle as she quietly watched Tang Qing's busy figure.

Someone: It's even worse than a heart attack.

Tang Qing held the nutrient solution in her hand and handed it to Feng Qingyue: "Drink it, it's mango flavored."

After Feng Qingyue politely thanked them, she looked at it and exclaimed: "Wow, this is for babies! They really treat me like a kid!"

Resisting the urge to smash the bottle, Feng Qingyue silently opened the cap and sipped the tasteless nutrient solution.

Seeing the little girl looking lost and absentmindedly sipping her nutrient solution, Tang Qing leaned closer worriedly and asked, "What's wrong, little one? Doesn't it taste good? Do you need a different bottle?"

Although Feng Qingyue shook her head to indicate that she didn't need it, she was extremely distressed inside: If it weren't for your marshal's actions, I would have already drunk blood, why would I be here making myself suffer?

Sigh, life is tough for babies.