Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

Saratoga chuckled secretly at the thought. However, at this moment, Xue Cheng suddenly sighed and said quietly, "I'm thinking about this deep-sea change. Sigh, I don't know whether this change is good or bad for us."

"What's there to worry about?" Saratoga snorted softly, folding her arms in front of her, a hint of pride on her face. "Even the powerful deep-sea flagship is no match for us. Besides, these sea beasts that split from the deep-sea ship girls seem to have a natural antagonistic relationship with the deep sea. Is the admiral worried that the sea beasts and the deep-sea ship girls will reach a consensus and attack us together?"

"That's not what I'm worried about." Xue Cheng smiled bitterly. From the beginning to the end, he never regarded the deep-sea ship girls and those strange sea beasts as threats.

With the experience of playing games, judging from the training level of the ship girls under Xue Cheng, no matter how powerful the deep-sea flagship is, he will not take it seriously. Although there is no damage control and mid-range damage protection in the real world of ship girls, and the ship girls have no life protection once they are in danger, but conversely, this world also has no formation restrictions.

If necessary, Xue Cheng's garrison will be mobilized in full force, and even if all the deep-sea flagships that have ever appeared in the game are formed into a mixed formation, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Moreover, unlike playing games, players in the game can only rely on themselves, but now Xue Cheng has a powerful motherland behind him. Even if an irresistible enemy really appears in the future, there will be military support.

Xue Cheng was worried about whether the split of the deep-sea shipgirls was the result of his transmigration into this world. And…would this influence spread to the shipgirls themselves? Would it lead to even more terrifying and bizarre phenomena?

"Then what is the admiral worried about?" Saratoga pointed her index finger at her chin, tilting her head with a pensive expression.

Xue Cheng shook his head and did not answer. Seeing this, Saratoga wanted to continue asking, but found that her sister on the other side gave her a stern look. She had to shut her mouth in disappointment and continued to look at the waves while lying on the railing. Lexington, who suppressed her sister with his eyes, did not say anything else. He just moved his body, leaned on Xue Cheng calmly, and looked at the scenery in the distance with him.

Saratoga noticed her sister's little move and curled her lips in displeasure. She stood up straight, stretched, and was about to return to the cabin when a low, raspy, and magnetic female voice blew into her ears on the sea breeze: "Hello, can you give me a ride?"

Saratoga blinked and looked in the direction of the sound in surprise. She saw a figure on the sea not far away, stepping on the waves and speeding parallel to the yacht. It seemed to be a ship girl.

"Who are you?!" Saratoga shouted with some vigilance.

Although deep-sea ship girls rarely appear in the near sea, there is a human admiral in the team traveling this time. Considering the vulnerability of humans, it is not excessive to be cautious. Saratoga and Lexington have long released carrier-based aircraft to monitor the nearby waters through visual synchronization.

According to Saratoga's observation, there were no ship girls sailing in the nearby waters except for a few ships passing by occasionally. This ship girl who appeared on the side of the ship seemed to have appeared out of thin air. How could this battle-hardened girl not be alert?

In particular, the man did not reveal his true face. His entire body was wrapped in a piece of cloth with patterns that looked like a bed sheet, with only two small holes on his head and face. Sea water was dripping from his body, and some parts of his body were covered with seaweed-like plants, as if he had just floated out of the sea, which made him look even more eerie.

"So it's Saratoga. It seems my feeling was right..." The man seemed to chuckle, and then a pale arm stretched out from the bed sheet, and forcefully pulled off the cloth covering his body, revealing a tall girl with long white hair tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, wearing revealing leather tights.

"It's you!" Saratoga's pupils shrank and an expression of disbelief appeared on her face. Lexington on the other side also changed her expression. She pulled Xue Cheng behind her with force, then waved her arms in front of her, and summoned the ship equipment at the same time as Saratoga. A series of toy-like carrier-based aircraft roared into the sky and surrounded the girl.

"Yamato! Why are you here?" Although Lexington was shocked, he reacted quickly. He and his sister controlled the carrier-based aircraft and flew towards the pale girl, ready to drop an aerial bomb.

Even though the ship girls' equipment is much smaller than that of real battleships, its power is no less. If the carrier-based aircraft in the sky drop all the aerial bombs, even real battleships can be overturned.

In the cabin, Tirpitz and the Ninghai sisters also discovered Yamato's presence through monitoring equipment. Except for Bismarck who was responsible for driving the yacht and could not fight, the other three immediately rushed out, unfolded their ship equipment, and aimed their guns at the pale girl not far away, ready to cooperate with the Lexington sisters to sink her.

"Hey! Hey!" Yamato, with a crazy smile on her face, panicked before she could say anything. She quickly tore off a piece of bed sheet, held it in her hand and waved it desperately at Lexington and the others, while shouting, "Stop! I'm not here to fight! Ugh! It hurts... Are you serious? Stop it now!"

47. Deep-sea Model Worker

In the cabin, a girl with long white hair, abnormally pale skin and leather clothes sat at the table with a gloomy face. Her clothes were a little torn, and the exposed skin had traces of smoke and fire. She looked very embarrassed.

Opposite the girl, Xue Cheng, wearing a white naval uniform, sat there, with the battleship Tirpitz standing behind him, staring at each other without blinking.

Tirpitz's expression was indifferent at this time, and her temperament was a little melancholy, as if she had become a different person. Bismarck, who was leaning against the door, nodded secretly. She knew very well that once Tirpitz entered this state, it meant that she was no longer the lazy and docile homebody, but the "Lonely Queen of the North."

Yamato looked in a borrowed mirror and carefully wiped the black dust off her cheeks. She smiled with satisfaction. When she looked up again, she saw the Lexington sisters standing beside her, still looking very prepared. She couldn't help but sigh, "Hey, you guys don't have to be so nervous, do you? I told you, I don't have any bad intentions this time."

Saratoga's face was tense, her expression not relaxing at all. She said coldly, "Yamato, don't forget, we are enemies! How can you easily believe what the enemy says?"

Yamato raised an eyebrow and snorted in dissatisfaction. Lexington, on the other side, frowned and asked, "Ms. Yamato, you seem... a little different since the last time we met. I don't remember us ever having a conversation. I thought even a powerful deep-sea flagship was an irrational monster."

"Tsk, what you said is really..." Yamato smacked her lips in dissatisfaction, obviously unhappy with Lexington's statement. She slapped the table in front of her and was about to stand up and vent her dissatisfaction with a roar. However, the next second, Tirpitz, Bismarck, Lexington, and Saratoga, the four girls all cast their eyes at her in unison, and their gazes, full of threats and warnings, suppressed her abruptly.

"Damn female pirate..." Yamato muttered through gritted teeth. Her voice was so soft and quiet that even the Lexington sisters who were standing nearby couldn't hear it clearly. She was the only one in the room who knew what she had just said.

Obviously, under the pressure of survival, even the crazy and ferocious deep-sea flagship can make the most rational judgment.

"Admiral, Admiral!" With the sound of brisk footsteps, Ping Hai came bounding in, carrying a small box filled with miniature wrenches, pliers, and other tools on her head. Frowning, she glanced at Yamato, who exuded an ominous aura and seemed out of place with everything around her. She hesitantly asked, "Admiral, do you really want to give this to her?"

Xue Cheng nodded and said, "Give it to her."

Yamato rested his chin on one hand, tilted his head and looked at Ping Hai, who was still a little hesitant, and said with a smile: "Little Ping Hai, didn't you hear what your admiral said? Why don't you bring that thing over here quickly?"

"Tsk." Pinghai glanced at Yamato, curling his lips in displeasure. He then slammed the box on his head in front of her face and said fiercely, "Dock, I'm warning you, even after using the quick repair tool, you have to behave yourself, or I'll beat you to death!"

Pinghai waved her little fist vigorously, as if to increase her persuasiveness, but unfortunately she looked too cute, and even with a fierce expression, it didn't have much deterrent effect, and it even made people laugh. At least Xue Cheng laughed.

"Alright, alright, stop nagging. I've already told you I'm not here to start a fight..." Yamato grabbed the box and placed it in front of her, covering it with her palm. Then she heard a chattering sound, and suddenly dozens of small and cute little girls, who looked like toy figures, came out of the box. They picked up the tools in the box, climbed onto Yamato's palm and started waving the tools around, hitting her body everywhere.

Soon, as the little girls ran all over Yamato, the ashes on her body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her dirty and torn clothes became brand new again as if time had gone back. Even her slightly depressed spirit was revived.

Seeing the changes in Yamato, the little people hanging on her waved the tools in their hands and cheered happily, then their figures gradually faded and disappeared.

Yamato flexed his arms, nodded with satisfaction, and sighed, "Is this a quick repair kit? While it still requires the use of the resources you carry with you to restore, the repair speed is much faster than natural repair. No wonder when we fought you before, even if we severely damaged you, we only needed to return to the harbor to rest and then we could attack again in no time."

Xue Cheng asked curiously, "Don't you deep-sea ship girls have quick repair tools? Then how do you repair your injuries after being injured?"

"We..." Yamato repeated these three words for a long time. Suddenly, he glared at Xue Cheng fiercely and said through gritted teeth, "We don't have such convenient tools. Besides, even if we did, they would probably be useless. When have you mad dogs ever left anyone alive in a fight? Even if it drags on to night battle, you will sink us deep-sea ships."

"Ah..." Xue Cheng smiled awkwardly. In order to maximize benefits when playing games, he would keep chasing as long as the ship girls in the team were not sunk. As for giving up the pursuit for the sake of the overall situation, there were also cases, but they were much less than the pursuit. No wonder Yamato looked so resentful.

Xue Cheng coughed lightly and asked again, "But there are times when we don't pursue, right? How do you heal your injuries in those situations?"

"Sink yourself into the sea," Yamato said with a pout. "Relying on the omnipresent deep-sea resentment in the ocean to repair yourself, while it doesn't require the consumption of steel and oil compared to you shipgirls, the repair speed is much slower. For example, if I'm seriously damaged, it will take at least three days to fully repair. If I'm unfortunately sunk, it will take at least several months to wake up again."

"How pitiful..." Xue Cheng looked at Yamato with sympathy and said, "After being submerged in the ocean for three days, he must have been starving, right? He can only eat after his injuries are healed."

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? We in the deep sea are not like you. Food and other things are too luxurious for us."

"so poor……"

Lexington looked at Xue Cheng and Yamato chatting with each other, and suddenly felt that he seemed a little silly for being on full alert.

48. The Tiger Lands

"Pathetic? It's really ironic coming from your Excellency. I wonder who's constantly blocking our transport fleet. Those poor transport ships..."

"That's different, isn't it? Don't you often organize fleets to attack the waters we guard?"

"It's indeed different. At least we in the Deep Sea have never done to your ship girls what those transport ships have done."

"Uh……"

Lexington frowned. Was the girl before him, chatting animatedly with his admiral, really the destructive, maddened, and irrational deep-sea flagship he'd imagined? If it weren't for the eerie aura that seemed to veer away from her surroundings, as if she were ostracized by the entire world, Lexington would have almost mistaken her for just another shipgirl.

However, although the admiral did not show any signs of nervousness and Yamato behaved calmly and gently without any aggressiveness, Lexington still did not let her guard down. In her eyes, the admiral's safety was above all else, and once this topic was brought up, there was no room for retreat.

Giving Bismarck and Tirpitz a look, Lexington, holding a -25 bomber in his palm, coughed lightly, interrupting Xue Cheng and Yamato's small talk. "Ms. Yamato, let's stop chatting now. Could you please state your purpose?"

Yamato and Xue Cheng stopped talking at the same time. They looked at each other for a while, and Xue Cheng spoke first: "Ah, although chatting with you is very pleasant, but Miss Yamato, you came here today, shouldn't just chat with me?"

Yamato spread her hands and said with a smile, "Indeed, not really. I am a deep-sea flagship after all. How can I waste so much time on small talk? Today I sneaked into the coastal waters and ambushed you on the road you must take to return home. I am carrying out a decapitation operation to kill you, my great enemy..."

Before Yamato could finish his words, there was a loud bang, and the confused Xue Cheng was picked up by Tirpitz with one hand and thrown into the corner of the room. At the same time, Bismarck, Lexington, and Saratoga unfolded some of their equipment and prepared for battle. Pinghai rushed to Xue Cheng and held him in his arms to protect him.

"Calm down! Calm down!" Yamato looked at the four men, their faces filled with murderous intent, and a thin layer of sweat instantly broke out on her forehead. She couldn't understand why they were reacting so violently when she had been joking. She quickly shouted, "Don't do it! I was just kidding! If a real fight breaks out, aren't you afraid of hurting that bastard admiral?"

Tirpitz's eyes were sharp, completely different from her usual lazy and mild-mannered look. She said coldly, "Yamato, we are not in the mood to joke with you. If you don't tell us your intentions, you will stay here today. Sinking a deep-sea flagship is a great achievement, even for us today."

"I surrender, okay?" Yamato raised his hands above his head and said helplessly, "Really? You have no sense of humor at all. I confess, I confess, the reason I came here today is to surrender to you."

"..." The corners of the Lexington's mouths twitched slightly, their serious expressions nearly crumbling, but they still showed no sign of letting down their guard. Meanwhile, Xue Cheng struggled to free himself from Ping Hai's embrace. Grinning, he covered his bumped forehead. With Ping Hai's support, he slowly stood up and asked doubtfully, "Surrender? Are you... sure what you just said?"

Yamato looked at Xue Cheng's expression, which made her look as if he was asking, "Are you crazy?" and her brows twitched. She wanted to explode, but considering the four Lexingtons who were watching closely, the deep-sea flagship suppressed her anger and said, "I'm sure of what I'm saying. But are you willing to accept the surrender of a deep-sea captain like me?"

"Let me make it clear first. I advise you to give up on the idea of ​​capturing me and sending me to humans for research." Yamato said, "Although I can't resist, I still have the means to sink myself. You can't stop me. When I wake up from the deep sea again, you will have to face my wrath!"

"The wrath of a mere laborer..." Saratoga curled her lips in disdain, deeply disapproving of Yamato's impervious attitude. Just as she was about to retort, Bismarck spoke first. "Then please explain why you surrendered to us. At least in my impression, the Deep Sea only fought to the death. Surrender is beyond my comprehension."

Yamato sighed, his brows filled with helplessness. "If I could help it, I certainly wouldn't want to bow down to you damned female pirates, but something happened yesterday that forced me to make this decision."

"Yesterday?" Xue Cheng and the others exchanged a silent glance. This particular moment made them somewhat sensitive. Yamato, however, seemed oblivious to their expressions. His gaze was dull, as if lost in memories. "Can you imagine your weapon developing self-awareness and attacking its master one day? Such an absurd thing?"

Sure enough! Xue Cheng secretly cried in his heart, what forced Yamato to come to him was indeed the so-called deep-sea mutation. It seems that not only ordinary deep-sea ship girls were affected, even the powerful deep-sea flagships were not spared. However...even the deep-sea flagships are no match for those mutated ship equipment?

When Xue Cheng raised this question, Yamato looked at him in surprise, muttering, "You know that too," before continuing, "As you know, even if a shipgirl is unarmed, as long as she has ammunition, she can use artillery or torpedoes. It's just that the power of the attack is much weaker. The same is true for us in the deep sea. After my two main guns rebelled, with my current firepower, I am no match for those behemoths."

"If it weren't for the fact that after the ship suit was detached, the deep sea resentment that had been filling my mind had mostly dissipated, allowing me to regain clarity of mind, I'm afraid I would have been like before, fighting to the death and ultimately being sunk by my own main guns."

"I never thought even a deep-sea flagship would choose to flee for survival after gaining rationality," Saratoga said. "You've changed my mind, Yamato."

Facing Saratoga's subtle sarcasm, Yamato laughed without shame. "After all, we deep-sea shipgirls are different from shipgirls. We have nothing to protect. When we lose our rationality, we will only follow our instincts and attack everything we see. But when we have reason, even the weakest destroyer will not be willing to sink to the dark and cold seabed, waiting for an unknown time to recover."

49. Deep Sea Oath

"So that's how it is. You're talking about surrendering? You're only seeking cooperation from us to survive, right?" Xue Cheng stroked his chin, looking at Yamato with a scrutinizing look in his eyes. "But cooperation requires capital. You don't even have ship equipment now, and your strength is greatly reduced. Your once powerful escort fleet is probably in danger. What good will it do us to form an alliance with a lone you?"

"That's not true. In my opinion, this is a win-win cooperation." Yamato shook his head and analyzed for Xue Cheng: "Although the separation of the ship's equipment took away most of my equipment, even so, my current attributes are still top-tier among the ship girls. Moreover, as a deep-sea flagship, I have the natural ability to command deep-sea ship girls. As long as I am given some time and sufficient material support, I can build a deep-sea garrison like you human admirals!"

Xue Cheng's expression shifted, and he saw Yamato proudly say, "As long as things go smoothly, your initial investment will soon be rewarded. I can even persuade those deep-sea flagships that escaped like me to join us and expand our influence to form an alliance."

Yamato became more and more excited as he spoke, and even his pale cheeks seemed to turn a little red: "When that time comes..."

"By then, the deep-sea forces in the alliance will have completely overwhelmed us. You can use us as a springboard to negotiate with the human military, gain more support, and then..." Lexington interrupted Yamato. Seeing the deep-sea girl's suddenly frozen expression, he smiled and said, "Kick us away, right?"

"Bang!" Saratoga, who had originally thought this cooperation was a good one after listening to Yamato's story, slammed the table fiercely and said angrily, "Okay, you talk about a win-win situation, but it turns out you're just treating us like fools!"

"No, I haven't thought about it that way." Yamato's defense seemed a little weak. She didn't expect that her plan, which she thought was brilliant, would be seen through by Lexington at a glance. She had never considered what to do after being exposed, and for a moment she didn't know how to explain it at all, or rather, there was no need to explain it at the moment.

Looking at Yamato, who was dejected and had given up on defending himself, Bismarck shook his head and asked Xue Cheng, "Admiral, what should we do next?"

"What else can we do?" Tirpitz said coldly, "Just like before, sink her and then go to Ella to exchange for merit."

"This..." Xue Cheng touched his chin, feeling a little confused.

It's rare to capture a rational deep-sea flagship alive. It seems a pity to sink it directly in exchange for merit, but if we keep it... Putting aside whether the means of self-destruction that Yamato mentioned really exists, is there a prison in this world that can imprison a deep-sea flagship?

As for carrying it with you, that is even more impossible. Who would carry a bomb with them?

Xue Cheng weighed the pros and cons for a long time, but ultimately could not bear the risk and decided to order the sinking of the Yamato. The deep-sea flagship seemed to have noticed the flash of determination on his face. She gritted her teeth, sighed before Xue Cheng could speak, and whispered, "Is this the price of rationality? As expected, I still... don't want to die!"

"Hey, you bastard admiral over there." Yamato looked at Xue Cheng with some hesitation and struggle in her eyes, but more of shyness, as if what she wanted to say next was something that made her very shy.

"You should still have something like the Ring of Covenant, right?"

"Why are you asking this? Are you thinking..." Xue Cheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Yamato in disbelief. Ring of Promise? Isn't that a necessary item for marrying a ship girl in the game?

"No!" Before Xue Cheng finished speaking, Lexington and Saratoga shouted at the same time. The sister-in-law glared at Yamato with murderous intent, and the sound of grinding teeth kept coming from her mouth. The dignified and virtuous wife also had a bad expression, as if she wanted to go crazy.

Bismarck said speechlessly, "Yamato, don't you have the dignity of a deep-sea flagship? You're willing to go to such lengths just to survive."

Yamato ignored the Lexington sisters and Bismarck, staring intently at Xue Cheng with his furious purple eyes. "Don't even think about lying. I remember that most of the shipgirls I fought with wore those rings. You must still have one, right?"

"As for the Ring of Covenant, there should still be some in stock." Xue Cheng noticed Lexington's expression darken as he spoke. He swallowed and forced a smile, "But, may I know why? According to what you said, if it were sunk, it would only take a few months to recover. Is it necessary to make such a huge sacrifice?"

"Because I can't guarantee that the Yamato who wakes up again will be the one sitting in front of you." Yamato curled her lips, a hint of worry between her brows. She nodded her head and whispered, "All the memories of being sunk by you are preserved here, but when I look through these memories, I don't feel empathy. Instead, I feel like a bystander, so I'm wondering..."

"Is the Yamato that has awakened from the deep sea the same one you sank last time? Or is it simply a completely new individual who inherited your memories?"