Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

Xue Cheng opened his eyes, and the sleepiness that lingered in his brain mostly dissipated: "Could it be that there is progress in recruiting deep-sea ship girls?"

It has been a while since she left. Xue Cheng has been busy with various things these days and has really forgotten about her. If he hadn't heard Jean Bart's words, he would have almost forgotten that he had a deep-sea garrison project.

After all, although the prospects for the Deep Sea Garrison are good, it must be put on the right track.

At the beginning of the deep-sea anomaly, even such a powerful deep-sea flagship was forced to come to cooperate with himself. It is still unknown whether ordinary deep-sea ship girls can survive.

Without the advantage in numbers, ordinary deep-sea ship girls are obviously inferior to their own naval bases in terms of individual strength. Instead of just recruiting a few deep-sea battleships or aircraft carriers, it would be better to invest resources in their own ship girls who are sitting on the bench.

For example, Zuikaku and Shokaku are very suitable.

Xue Cheng recalled the girl he caught a glimpse of that day at Dafeng's house. Although her game illustration was not to his liking, she was still quite pretty in person.

Tennessee and California are also good. There are sunny and handsome fitness girls there. Although they have muscles, they are not exaggerated. Their abdominal muscles and vest lines are clearly visible, making people want to touch them with their own hands.

Although as a ship girl her speed is a bit low and her panel is not ideal, as long as there is love there is no problem, right?

Xue Cheng was lost in thought.

After hearing Xue Cheng's words, Richelieu, who had originally wanted to stay with him for a while, opened his eyes and said, "Admiral, shall we get up?"

Xue Cheng hugged the girl tightly in his arms and said lazily, "I don't want to move."

"You have to move even if you don't want to." Richelieu broke free from Xue Cheng's embrace, lifted the quilt and sat up: "Didn't you hear what Jean Bart just said? He brought back a few people, they should all be deep-sea ship girls, Admiral..."

He couldn't continue talking because Richelieu noticed that the admiral, who was just sleepy, suddenly had his eyes wide open.

Having already done even more excessive things, Richelieu naturally didn't care if Xue Cheng looked at her a few more times. However, the other party's gaze was too hot, and Richelieu, who had just become a real wife, had not yet fully adapted to it.

Taking the clothes from the chair next to him and putting them on, Richelieu pursed his lips and said, "Admiral, get up quickly. Let's go meet the guests she brought back."

"Okay." Xue Cheng reluctantly lifted the quilt, looked at Richelieu reluctantly, picked up his clothes and put them on slowly.

However, by the time the two of them finished packing and walked down the stairs, half an hour had passed.

Richelieu lifted his slightly damp hair, hesitated for a moment, and did not tie his hair up as usual, but let it hang down casually.

Glancing into the living room, Jean Bart and Clemenceau were already dressed and sitting on the sofa. When they saw them coming down, both of them had strange expressions.

"Sister..." Jeanbart was okay. After all, she was a grown-up girl and knew how to hide her thoughts. But Clemenceau, the big loli, was different. Her fair little face turned red.

You know, no consideration was given to sound insulation when this villa was built, and no sound insulation was done during decoration, so she still vaguely heard some of the sounds last night.

Of course, Clemenceau's knowledge was still too limited, because Jean Bart next door directly put a cup on the wall in order to hear clearly.

Richelieu's expression was calm and composed. As for Xue Cheng, he had been through a lot and had gradually developed a thick skin. Facing the strange looks from Clemenceau and Jean Bart, he simply ignored them, coughed lightly, and said, "Back? Where is she now?"

Jean Bart was about to answer when there was a knock on the door.

"Go, sister." Jean Bart raised his chin and winked at Clemenceau.

“…” Clemenceau glared at his second sister with resentment, stood up and walked over, and soon returned to the living room with a young girl.

She was wearing a white navy uniform, had a voluptuous figure, her long flaxen hair fluttered with her hurried steps, and a blue feather hair ornament was pinned on her head. She was...

"Lexington..." Xue Cheng's expression was a little stiff.

"Ah! Admiral! I finally found you!" Lexington quickly walked to Xue Cheng's side. She ignored Richelieu's subtle expression and took his hand and said, "We have guests coming to our garrison. Go and greet them."

Xue Cheng was stunned and said subconsciously: "Guest? Do you mean?"

Lexington was also stunned. "The Admiral already knows? But there are more than just them returning. There are also two deep-sea flagships and at least thirty high-level deep-sea ship girls!"

"Deep-sea flagship?" Xue Cheng's expression became solemn. Even those gold-level deep-sea flagships were nothing to the current garrison, but the deep-sea flagship was different.

Even those no longer at their peak strength could almost single-handedly overthrow their own tutelary forts, which was enough to show how terrifying the deep-sea flagships were. If they were to recruit them under their command and arm them with equipment, wouldn't their own tutelary forts be...

Thinking of this, Xue Cheng didn't care about anything else. He quickly greeted Richelieu and then asked Lexington, "Where are they?"

"It's right over there at the dock!"

"Let's leave now!"

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206. Welcome

At 6:30, at this time on normal days, only some girls who have the habit of exercising would appear outside.

Not everyone in the garrison has the habit of getting up early. After all, they are not office workers who have to rush to work as soon as they open their eyes every day. Wouldn’t it be nice to have a good beauty sleep, eat breakfast leisurely, and then dress themselves up beautifully to go out and play?

But today is an exception.

Sister Li stayed at home to clean up the mess, leaving Barr habitually slacking off and not wanting to move. Clemenceau followed Richelieu away, so Xue Cheng had to rush to the dock with Lexington.

When they arrived, many people were already crowded in the huge pavilion opposite the pier. Even from a distance, they could hear bursts of noisy discussions and exclamations.

"Hi! Admiral, good morning." Missouri was the first to notice Xue Cheng. She shook off Hindenburg who was chattering at her, came to Xue Cheng and greeted him.

Xue Cheng looked at her. Missouri was wearing a cool sports outfit, her wavy brown hair was tied up, and she had a sports headband on her forehead. Her round and plump thighs and slender and straight calves were exposed to the air. She was wearing a pair of sneakers and seemed to be running.

"Hey! Missouri! Are you listening to me?" Hindenburg chased after him dissatisfiedly. She first questioned Missouri, then looked at Xue Cheng: "Oh, it's the Admiral, good morning."

"Hello, everyone." Xue Cheng looked at them. Hindenburg seemed to be in the middle of a conversation, pestering Missouri to finish what he had just said. Even when he saw Xue Cheng, he looked indifferent.

"Go away! Didn't you see the Admiral is here?" Missouri came to Xue Cheng's side, not caring about Lexington on the other side. She took his arm and showed a look of disgust to Hindenburg: "I don't have time for such childish conversations with you."

"Missouri!" Hindenburg looked annoyed. It was Missouri who had been questioning him before.

"Okay, don't be so angry so early in the morning." Xue Cheng said helplessly. In the game, Hindenburg's lines have always been strangely obsessed with Missouri, so he was not surprised.

"Since the admiral said so..." Hindenburg glared at Missouri and stopped angrily.

Missouri stuck out her tongue mischievously, hugged Xue Cheng's arm tightly and said nothing.

Lexington looked calm and composed. Although she didn't get the most symbolic first time, she was confident that she could become the most special one in the admiral's mind.

As he got closer, Xue Cheng could already see the situation in the pavilion clearly. He squinted his eyes slightly. At this moment, there were dozens of pale-skinned girls wearing revealing leather clothes gathered inside. Two of them were particularly eye-catching.

One of them had long hair as pure as snow, blue eye shadow, a cold expression, and was wearing a white kimono. Her round shoulders, delicate arms, and deep cleavage on her chest were all exposed to the air without any scruples.

She leaned against the pillar of the pavilion, her long, beautiful legs stretched out casually. Her smooth feet, bare of shoes and socks, were crystal clear, and her cute toes, with light blue veins visible, swayed gently.

For some reason, the girl was barefoot, but her feet were spotless and not dirty at all.

The other person had long, jet-black hair, and her attire was very similar to the white-haired girl's. However, compared to her cold and indifferent appearance, the black-haired girl seemed somewhat evil, with deep red eyeshadow and an ambiguous smile at the corner of her mouth, which gave her a faint allure.

She was lying on the bench in the pavilion, her body nestled in the arms of the white-haired girl, her long legs crossed, her slightly short skirt barely covering her thighs. She was also not wearing shoes or socks, her toes twitching playfully, making people unable to help but look over.

What Xue Cheng saw was a large group of cute and eye-catching girls, but Lexington who was following him had a different feeling.

She only felt a strange aura lingering in the pavilion, which made her feel disgusted involuntarily.

Lexington knew that this feeling was not an illusion, but a unique resentment lingering in the deep-sea ship girls.

Originally, the deep-sea ship girls would instinctively attack human ports and passing ships driven by resentment, but after the deep-sea incident, most of the deep-sea resentment and ship equipment separated from them and turned into deep-sea monsters. Only a small amount of resentment remained, and the deep-sea ship girls had regained the rationality they should have had.

Otherwise, why would they sit there quietly and be watched? They would have already deployed their ship armor and started wreaking havoc.

Lexington's gaze slid over the deep-sea girls one by one. Suddenly, her gaze focused and a familiar figure appeared in the crowd.

"They..." Lexington looked at the pair of girls snuggling together, wearing kimonos that revealed large areas of pale skin, and began to doubt his own eyes.

"The Deep Sea Flagship, and." Missouri shrugged and said with a smile, "That pair who always appear together and often put together the ship's equipment to show their love. I didn't expect to be able to bring them back."

"Boring, the strength of those two guys is only mediocre among deep-sea flagships. I don't know why you take them so seriously." Hindenburg crossed her arms, her tone a little awkward. Anti-aircraft defense is her weakness, and she often suffered losses in this regard when attacking in the past, so she doesn't like deep-sea aircraft carriers very much.

As the flagship of the deep-sea aircraft carrier, it is naturally even less favored by her.

Missouri smiled and said, "Don't say that. He's quite capable, and she's one of the first deep-sea ship girls we recruited. Even if it's just for show, we should at least show some respect for her."

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Xue Cheng hesitated to speak. Even if He's strength wasn't strong enough, they still had bare feet and beautiful legs! Isn't that enough?

"Let's go, Admiral, let's go and take a look." Lexington took Xue Cheng's hand and smiled.

"Oh, bastard admiral, Lexington, you are here." As the crowd approached, the man who was talking to Bismarck suddenly raised his head and waved to them.

"Admiral." Bismarck nodded. Beside her stood a girl with long silver hair, the powerful battleship girl Hu Teng. When they saw Xue Cheng coming over, the two of them separated them from him intentionally or unintentionally.

Of course he noticed their little gesture, but he said nothing. With one hand on the pavilion pillar and the other on his waist, he said to Xue Cheng proudly, "How is it? Is it completely unexpected that so many people came? Are you satisfied with this gift?"

Gifts… Xue Cheng swallowed subconsciously and cast his gaze towards the deep-sea ship girls in the pavilion. Just as he was about to speak, a charming and pleasant voice suddenly said, "Gifts? So in your eyes, we are just gifts?"

Another, slightly colder voice said, "We have only agreed to join your Deep Sea Garrison, but we have not agreed to be given away as gifts."

"Okay, I guess I said something wrong, okay? I apologize." She said helplessly. She just wanted to play a joke on Xue Cheng, but she didn't expect those two guys to be so sensitive.

But speaking of it, being sensitive is also correct. After all, they were enemies not long ago, but a few months later, the two sides suddenly had to unite and fight side by side. And at this moment, many of the ship girls who were carefully guarding outside the pavilion had brought them unforgettable memories.

The pirate cat Bismarck, the powerful battleship Huten, the fallen cherry axe Washington, the mad dog Maryland that becomes stronger with each battle, the missile battleship Missouri and her sister, the super battleship Montana, the Essex sisters known as the dumpling class, the Queen Lion, the St. George, the armored aircraft carriers Taiho and Shinano...

Any of the ship girls here would be considered the backbone of a naval base outside, but they can be seen everywhere here, and many of them have even become mediocre because their successors are too outstanding.

All the gods gathered and watched fiercely. Although he appeared calm, the pressure in his heart was still very huge, so it was normal to be a little sensitive.

Lexington calmly pinched Xue Cheng's fingers, indicating that it was his turn to speak.

Xue Cheng understood, coughed lightly, raised the brim of his navy cap, and said seriously, "Welcome. I am the admiral of this garrison, Xue Cheng."

She sat up straight in his arms and slowly stood up. With her hands behind her back, she walked up to Xue Cheng with great interest, and her eyes, slightly filled with madness, kept looking at him: "Are you Xue Cheng?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that her question was a bit silly. She had heard on the way back that human admirals have a strong possessiveness and no second person of the opposite sex will be allowed to exist in the garrison except the admiral. Besides, that guy was wearing a white navy uniform, who else could it be except him?

He coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment, then looked at Xue Cheng curiously: "Well, he looks very ordinary. He doesn't have superhuman strength, nor does he have a terrifying height and muscles. I thought that a guy who dared to call himself the Deep Sea Admiral would be more... um..."

It seemed that he couldn't find a suitable adjective. He pondered for a long time and didn't continue the conversation.

"Terrible." A cold voice sounded, and she walked over. She ignored Xue Cheng's weird gaze, gently put her arms around his waist, and the two stood side by side intimately, looking at him indifferently with a pair of eyes.

"Is it scary?" Facing the direct gaze of the two deep-sea flagships, Xue Cheng touched his chin without any nervousness. Surrounded by Missouri, Lexington, Bismarck and Hutten, he was not worried that the other party would do anything extreme.

"Although you may not believe it, in my eyes, you are the more terrifying one."

Xue Cheng's words were not just empty talk. Although he had accumulated more than a million resources and thousands of quick repair tools in the later stages of the game, perhaps because of his rat nature, after each activity, he would still feel heartbroken when he saw the rows of ship girls in the dock that were either moderately damaged or severely damaged, and the resources that were consumed like water.

So even though the powerful deep-sea flagship was like a clown in the eyes of the players at that time, Xue Cheng still felt great pressure every time he saw the fleet entering the point.

"Oh? Is that so?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at Xue Cheng's face, as if trying to read something from his expression.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze with nothing to show for it, and said calmly: "Forget it, your opinion is not important to us, let's get down to business."