Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

"It's okay. I've carefully calculated the calories." Lexington smiled and said, "Besides, the Admiral works so hard, he must get more nutrition. Here, have another piece of pork liver."

Xue Cheng was certain that Lexington must have guessed something.

Richelieu watched Lexington and the admiral being so humble and evasive, and was confused.

He's not a child anymore, why does he need this kind of care? Besides, Richelieu remembered the Admiral once muttering to himself that he hated eating leeks. Didn't Lexington know that? Or was there something else going on here that he didn't know?

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Richelieu was thinking when the cell phone in her pocket suddenly vibrated. She hesitated for a moment, then took out her phone and took a look at it curiously.

Then, Sister Li was stunned.

Omi: "Admiral, dear, would you like to stay over tonight?"

Wichita: “???”

Saratoga: “???”

Agincourt: “???”

Jean Bart: "Omi? What are you talking about?"

Hindenburg: "What nonsense are you talking about, you fool swordsman? Did you get your head smashed by a wooden sword?"

Omi: "Eh? Did I say something weird?"

Prince of Wales: "There are children in this group. Miss Omi, please be mindful of your words."

Omi: "Alright then, I won't say any more. I'll talk to the Admiral privately."

South Dakota: "Wait, explain what you just said to me, asshole!"

Mutsu: "Omi, why are you hiding? Come out and explain yourself."

Zui: "What's going on? Was the admiral forced to be promoted by Omi?"

Washington: "Omi, Miss Omi, you seem to need to give me an explanation."

Soviet Union: "Wait, why do I need to explain it to you? Does Washington know something?"

Wisconsin: "Oh, I'm more concerned about why Miss Omi said she would come over tonight. Could it be that last night..."

Taiho: "Omi, would you consider accepting an interview with me? I have some new ideas for my new book, and I hope you can provide some help."

Tirpitz: "Go away, stupid monkey! Omi needs to be interviewed by me first!"

……

It turned out that yesterday... Richelieu's eyes were dull. She finally understood the deep meaning of Lexington's actions, but the answer was something she never expected.

Richelieu wasn't surprised that the cruiser had gotten ahead of everyone else.

Although she is a returned Chinese, she is also a member of the department and a great beauty. Moreover, the admiral is also Chinese. If the cruiser takes the initiative, it is not surprising to capture the admiral.

But what about Omi?

She had only received the ring not long ago. According to the seniority in the wedding ship, even a destroyer could put his hands on her waist and call himself the big sister in front of her. How could this famous straight woman of the naval base also follow suit and become the admiral?

What's wrong with this world?

Or... the key to the problem actually lies with myself?

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One hundred and ninety-two, ten crises

Omi's sudden appearance in the group brought a huge shock to the peaceful naval base. Everyone was surprised to find that after the cruiser, another ship girl had successfully sneaked away without telling anyone and even ran to the group to show off.

Although some people think that Omi’s straightforward personality makes her not know how to show off, it doesn’t matter. As long as everyone thinks she is showing off, that’s enough.

However, this time, although everyone was outraged, no one actually went to cause trouble for Omi.

Not only because the most special "first time" had already been taken away, but also because...

Omi has a very high level of kendo skills. She can rush to the front of a deep-sea destroyer with a lower level of training under the bombardment and kill it with Onimaru. Therefore, before looking for trouble with her, everyone should weigh the difference in strength between the two sides.

Of course, not everyone thinks this way. At least one witness claimed to have seen Washington carrying an axe on the way to Omi's house. Kirov and Tashkent, who run their own media accounts, also said they would follow up on the incident.

But all this is no longer important to Xue Cheng, because what he has to face is the resentment from Lexington.

Halfway through lunch, Lexington accidentally opened his phone and discovered some explosive news.

Although Xue Cheng guessed that she already knew the answer, since Lexington pretended to know nothing, Xue Cheng was happy to play dumb with her.

When she discovered that the admiral was cheating on her, Lexington remained calm and just said: Let's talk about it when we get home.

That calm expression reminded Xue Cheng of his mother, who was very respectful to her husband outside, but would show off her dominance when she got home.

After finishing his tasteless lunch, Xue Cheng followed Lexington back to her home under the watchful eyes of Battlecruiser 1913 and Richelieu. Seeing Lexington lock the door as soon as she entered, a drop of sweat suddenly appeared on Xue Cheng's forehead.

"Lexington, there's no need to be like this. I'll just sit for a while and then go back." Xue Cheng sat on the sofa, watching the girl busying around, making tea, cutting fruit plates, and running around. He didn't feel flattered, but felt extremely pressured.

"Eh? Going back?" Lexington, who had changed into his home clothes, placed the cut fruit on the coffee table in surprise and asked curiously, "Admiral, are you going back? Let's have dinner first."

Xue Cheng fell silent. "After dinner, he'd say it was too late and he was worried about me leaving alone. He'd stay the night and talk about it tomorrow, right? Did you think I couldn't guess? How naive!"

Lexington blinked, sat down next to Xue Cheng, and said with a smile: "I don't know what the admiral has in mind, but it would be better for you to stay here for the next few days."

Xue Cheng was stunned: "Huh? Lexington means..."

Lexington covered his mouth, trying to suppress a smile, but his eyes couldn't help but crescent. "Everyone has been provoked by Omi. If the Admiral leaves like this, if someone catches him, the end may be very miserable."

"Oh? Is that so?" Xue Cheng said stubbornly, "But I don't think so. We are all civilized and reasonable people. Are you going to hit me? Or will you eat me?"

Lexington shook his head: "Of course I won't beat the admiral, nor will I eat the admiral, but..."

The wife stretched out her left hand and spread her fingers. After thinking for a moment, she stretched out her right hand in front of Xue Cheng. She shook her hands gently and said, "If Mutsu or Kongou catch us, it might be ten times."

"Ten, ten times..." Xue Cheng's face changed. King Kong, who was full of energy and seemed to always be full of energy and tireless, and Mutsu, who was recognized as a coward in the player community, were indeed likely to do such a thing.

While interacting with the cruiser and Omi, Xue Cheng also clearly realized that human power has its limits after all. Even if his body is healthy enough, it is impossible to complete the task ten times.

After a moment of silence, Xue Cheng said bluntly, "Then I'm sorry to bother Lexington these few days."

The girl covered her lips and laughed softly: "Don't bother me, this is the Admiral's home."

……

"Damn it, someone got there first!" A girl with short gray hair and fashionable clothes sat on the sofa and looked at her mobile phone. Her crossed legs were shaking impatiently, causing the sofa beneath her to make noises.

"Being preempted..." Wisconsin sat beside him, sinking comfortably into the sofa, and said lazily, "It seems that you have never attacked the admiral before, right? Isn't it normal to be preempted? Or rather, if this continues, you will be the only left-behind woman on the marriage ship."

"What are you talking about?" Hindenburg raised his head. His golden eyes no longer had the usual arrogance, only a hint of shame and annoyance. "How can a girl be so unrestrained? Of course, boys should take the initiative in this kind of thing. Besides..."

After a pause, Hindenburg said, "Even if everyone gets there before me, isn't there still Veneto? I don't believe the admiral would be so cruel as to attack Veneto!"

Iowa, who had just finished a bath and walked out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel and wiping his wet hair, said with a giggle, "It's okay to say this in front of us, but don't say it in front of Veneto, otherwise..."

"So what if I told you?" Hindenburg looked a little guilty, but he still managed to say, "I don't believe that little kid can do anything to me."

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Iowa smiled but said nothing. Although Veneto looked young, he was very strong.

The Veneto was once known as the king of single combat among battleships, and was invincible in the naval base. Its energy shield that could withstand a single attack and its fierce artillery bombardment would have been difficult for even the pre-renovation Missouri to deal with. Although it is now a little down and out, it is still no match for Hindenburg.

Even the deep-sea flagship had to resort to provocation when fighting her, but even so, it was still beaten in the face by the broken Veneto. How could Hindenburg, whose strength was only at the second-tier level, have the confidence to challenge Veneto?

"You're just being stubborn. I wonder if you'll still be able to be so aggressive when Veneto comes knocking on your door." Missouri brought tea and casually placed the tray on the coffee table. She tilted her head and looked at Hindenburg. "By the way, why are you at my house? Where's New Jersey?"

Hindenburg turned his head away guiltily, not meeting Missouri's gaze. "Iowa invited me here, and I was just giving her a courtesy. Do you think I really want to see you? And how would I know where your sister is?"

"New Jersey probably ran away from home again." Iowa sighed helplessly. Earlier, he had said something to New Jersey about being picky about food, and the two quarreled and parted unhappily. Based on past experience, that little girl must have taken advantage of the situation and hidden away.

"As for you two... you're not kids. You're obviously good friends, so why do you always act like enemies?"

Hindenburg nearly jumped up. She pointed at Missouri and said with disdain, "Huh?! Friend? With her? Miss Iowa, are you kidding me?"

"That's right, big sister. Please don't make such a bad joke. It's not funny." Missouri picked up the teacup and gently shook it under his nose, sniffing the faint tea fragrance. He said seriously, "Being misunderstood as having a close relationship with this silly big sister will bring me a lot of trouble."

"Missouri! What do you mean?" Hindenburg glared at her angrily.

After finishing her tea, Missouri raised an eyebrow. "Huh? Miss Hindenburg isn't just slow in the head, she's also bad at hearing."

"Damn it! Missouri! Duel! I want to duel with you!"

"Ah, are you sure? Let me make it clear, out of respect, I'm going to give it my all this time."

Hindenburg's breath was caught. As the only two missile battleships in the naval base, even they were unwilling to choose her as an opponent. No matter how confident Hindenburg was, he did not think he could withstand the opponent's opening missile.

Hindenburg gnashed his teeth in anger and said angrily, "Using missiles is really unfair!"

Missouri smiled faintly. "But refusing to use all your strength in the face of an opponent's challenge is clearly disrespectful! Of course, if Miss Hindenburg considers herself lacking in strength, I would consider making some concessions."

"You..." Hindenburg was speechless.

He couldn't win in a fight, and not only was his language organization ability completely surpassed by the other party, but he also didn't have the audacity to be unreasonable. After all, Hindenburg was just a sister in front of Missouri.

"Here it comes again..." Iowa held his forehead, unable to bear it any longer.

"Sister, isn't it great that they're like this?" Wisconsin tapped her chin with her finger and said with a smile, "It would be too boring if everyone was so rigid in their interactions."

"Good? What's good about it?" Iowa rolled his eyes. "Only someone like you, with a bad personality who loves to stir up trouble and watch the show, would think this kind of noisy, childish quarrel-like relationship is good, right?"

"That's not what I meant." Wisconsin smoothed the wrinkles on her stockings, covered her lips, and said happily, her eyes curved into crescents, "Even though we're both girls, this kind of bickering relationship can easily spark love."

"If they could get married, wouldn't that mean there would be fewer people in the garrison competing with us for the admiralship? You know, the admiral has so many marriage ships now, even if he were to accompany one every day, it would take more than a month to get them all."

"Huh?" Iowa blinked. What Wisconsin said... didn't seem to make sense?

No, I almost got fooled by this guy. Girls and girls...how is that possible!

Giving Wisconsin a fierce glare, Iowa said, "Then it would be better if you and Indomitable stayed together. That way, you wouldn't have to cause trouble in the garrison all day."

"Huh?" Wisconsin paused for a moment, then pondered, "That makes sense. This is a good opportunity to test the Admiral..."

Iowa automatically filtered out the rest of the words. She found that except for Missouri, all her sisters had hopelessly bad personalities.

In the living room of another villa, the air conditioner was turned on high, and the cool air turned the room into a cool world. A blonde girl wearing cotton pajamas and holding a dolphin pillow in her arms was curled up on the sofa, sleeping soundly.

"Sometimes I really envy Bumblebee..." Wearing shorts that fully displayed her long and beautiful legs, Enterprise looked at the girl sleeping on the sofa.

Seeing that carefree sleeping face with a hint of childlike innocence, Enterprise couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "As long as no one steals her 25, I'll be content to have Sister Yorktown's lap pillow for a nap every day."