Elder brother's garrison

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"What are you doing?" Xiaobai asked.

"Actually, taking a nap isn't difficult for me. Even if my sister wakes me up, I can fall back asleep within a minute as soon as I touch my pillow."

"what?"

“It’s just that when I was lying next to you, looking at your face, I suddenly felt sleepy.” Tirpitz looked at Little White, his half-closed eyes seeming to hold a hidden starlight.

Tirpitz moved closer to Little White.

"Huh? Tirpitz, what are you doing...?"

"I will not eat you."

"I have to go to work, I'm going to be late."

"Just a few seconds. Stay put." Tirpitz's voice carried a reassuring hint of impatience.

Upon hearing this sound, the slightly noisy Xiaobai immediately quieted down.

Although Tirpitz's way of speaking wasn't exactly polite, it was indeed the Tirpitz's voice that Xiaobai remembered, and it was the voice that made Xiaobai feel most at ease.

With a soft rustling sound, Tirpitz's hand climbed up Little White's cheek and cupped Little White's chin.

As the soft touch and weight pressed down on her, Tirpitz slowly climbed onto Little White's body. Little White opened her mouth and found that the potato chip flavor had an inexplicable hint of sweetness.

Tirpitz and Little White stared at each other for a while, one above the other.

"..." Little White blinked, looking at Tirpitz with some nervousness, and swallowed hard.

Tirpitz lowered his head, and his rosy lips slowly pressed against Little White's face.

As if sparks were flying from the friction, Tirpitz's lips landed on Little White's ear.

"This is a return gift for touching my thigh." Tirpitz whispered in Little White's ear, parted her pearly teeth, and bit Little White's earlobe like a hamster.

“Ah—ooh.”

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Early in the morning, while most of the ship girls were still asleep, the deep-sea supply ship had already woken up.

The deep-sea supply ship sat solemnly in front of Yixian's house. She was bent over, her hands crossed and resting under her nose, staring at the flat ground with a deep and melancholy gaze.

—I am a deep-sea supply ship, and I am panicking.

I have many stories to tell, but I don't want to drink right now.

The previous part is omitted.

This morning, I woke up in a bed where two Abyssal Deans and a beautiful, busty ship girl were sleeping.

Right now, I'm squatting in front of that house, contemplating life.

When I woke up, I realized that I had joined this naval base.

What a terrifying naval base!

The three creatures—ship girl, deep-sea supply ship, and deep-sea dean—who would fight to the death the moment they met, were actually able to sleep peacefully in the same bed.

—Am I really not dreaming?

Do these naval bases really exist?

On the other hand, is it really okay to decide to join this naval base in a moment of impulsiveness while drunk?

The deep-sea supply ship released its hand from its mouth and adopted a thinker's posture.

—Could it be that they've set their sights on my body and are using me as a backup food source?

A deep-sea replenishment ship is deep in thought.

Just then, a door not far from the deep-sea supply ship was suddenly pushed open, and Xiaobai, her face flushed, covered her ears and ran out as if fleeing for her life.

Another listless, busty ship girl slowly emerged from the house after Xiaobai. She leaned lazily against the half-open door, half-opening her eyes as she watched Xiaobai's back.

Between her pink hair, her scarlet eyes were as still as candlelight.

Her languid posture accentuated her full figure, and her slightly disheveled clothes, coupled with a somewhat decadent air, created a subtly captivating and alluring sight.

"...Your face is all red, are you alright?"

"It was all your doing, Tirpitz!"

"...Did I hurt you?"

"It hurts so much!"

Little White, her face flushed red, covered her ears and pouted, looking very angry.

"Oh. I'll be gentler next time."

"no more chance!"

"My snacks..."

"It will be brought over in a bit!"

"Then come play again, grandpa!" Tirpitz waved to Little White.

Xiao Bai opened the door to his room and shoved inside.

Tirpitz watched as Little White went into the house before slowly closing the door.

The courtyard returned to its quiet state.

-

What a terrifying naval base!

Could they really be targeting my body?

Sitting on the steps by the door, the deep-sea supply ship, having witnessed all of this, couldn't help but feel even more worried about its future.

written request for leave

My grandfather is celebrating his 92nd birthday, and I need to take a bus to the next city to visit him.

I was thinking of writing some drafts from the past few days to fill in today, but I've been too lazy. Whenever I have free time, I'm always thinking about slacking off, so I haven't managed to put together any drafts yet.

I reckon I'll be back around 8 or 9 pm, so I won't be able to write anymore.

Sigh... I guess I'll just have to postpone it for one day on the 15th.

Chapter 812 The will to survive is the driving force of social progress

When Xiaobai ran into the house, she could still feel that her earlobe, which Tirpitz had bitten, was red and hot, and throbbing with pain, as if it had been doused with boiling water.

Tirpitz's gums left a small row of curved indentations on it. The hazy feeling of being tackled just now kept churning in Xiaobai's mind along with Xiaobai's uncontrollable thoughts.

Tirpitz really dares to bite.

Throughout the entire naval base, even the elders Lexington and Bismarck, no matter how angry they were, never touched a single hair on Little White's head. But Tirpitz, on the other hand, climbed up to Little White's earlobe and left a small row of teeth marks.

Xiao Bai touched his earlobe a few times, feeling the indentation of it with his fingers.

Xiaobai has ship equipment protecting him. Even if he doesn't summon his ship equipment, the effect of this protection is weakened to the minimum, and ordinary physical damage cannot break through Xiaobai's skin.

So Tirpitz probably used the power of her ship's equipment to bite it off. If that bite had landed on someone else, it wouldn't have been as simple as just a small row of light teeth marks.

—As expected, even the prettiest ship girls are still just ship girls. If you always overlook their combat power because of their pretty faces, you'll eventually suffer the consequences.

Blushing, Xiaobai touched it for a while, and only breathed a sigh of relief after feeling the teeth marks slowly disappear and her earlobe gradually return to normal. She pouted and complained in her heart about Tirpitz's recklessness and the wild thoughts running through his head, before walking to her bedside and picking up the plastic bag containing several bags of potato chips.

The snacks that Xiao Bai tricked Luo Lian into buying for him ultimately didn't end up in Xiao Bai's mouth; instead, Xiao Bai used them to offer to Luo Lian instead.

"I always feel like I'm such a bad person..." Xiaobai muttered to herself, holding a plastic bag. "Am I going further and further down the path of becoming a bad person?"

Growing up is a process of becoming worse. Although Xiaobai hopes to grow up, the idea of ​​becoming a bad woman is still a bit complicated.

Thinking this, Xiaobai pushed open the door.

Outside the door, the deep-sea supply ship, which hadn't been seen all night, was squatting silently in front of Yixian's door with a deep expression.

On that chubby little round face, there was a comical expression that Xiao Bai had only ever seen in TV dramas—the kind of expression that only wise people who contemplate life have.

"Hello, how did you sleep last night?" Xiaobai greeted the deep-sea supply ship.

The deep-sea supply ship's shoulder trembled slightly at Xiaobai's startling gaze, which quickly became flustered, but she managed to suppress it.

"Oh...oh. Good morning..."

Are you settling in well here?

"I'll try to get used to it... I'll try my best." The deep-sea supply ship had a complicated expression.

Waking up to find two deep-sea deans lying next to me this morning is going to be tough to get used to. Before, when I was a deep-sea dean myself, I'd always avoid them. If I was even a second late, they'd catch me and beat me up... the kind that leaves you bruised and battered.

I am a deep-sea supply ship.

It is the best ration for deep-sea amphibious ships; countless deep-sea vessels eagerly await being swallowed by it every day.

"I see." Xiaobai smiled at the deep-sea supply ship.

"So, what kind of work do I need to do while I'm here with you?" the deep-sea supply ship asked.

"Work?" Xiaobai looked at the deep-sea supply ship with some surprise.

This deep-sea amphibious ship has a very high level of awareness.

They even know the principle that those who do not work do not eat.

"You want to work?"

"I've been thinking about it so much."

"Work..." Xiaobai thought for a while.

In the newbie naval base, there are only so many jobs available. If each ship girl were to take on these jobs, the less busy ones might only get one afternoon shift every one or two months. So most ship girls have a pretty leisurely life.

Both the admiral and the ship girls are in stable positions within the organization, and they can earn a little money even if they just relax. Although the newbie naval base has been inactive for a long time, resulting in fewer and fewer funds being approved recently, it is still enough for the ship girls in the naval base to live on.

After all, there's the reputation of being the world's best newbie naval base. Even without the small amount of money approved, there are still many valuable and cost-effective tasks piling up on Xiaobai's desk. Normally, he can pick a few fresh ones every day, send some free ship girls on expeditions to complete some commissions, and bring back quite generous rewards.

Therefore, once the naval base is up and running, there's absolutely no need to worry about financial issues. Most ship girls don't feel guilty about being lazy and freeloaders at the naval base.

Ship girls are like that. They're not human. Regular training and battles don't really improve their combat power. Occasionally, they can improve their training level through exercises and increase the capacity of the naval base's warehouse. Most of the time, they stay in the base as illustrations for the admiral to admire. When necessary, they can take out an Italian cannon and fire a few shots at the enemy. That's their greatest reward to the naval base.

So over time, not only the ship girls, but even the admiral himself started to find it less surprising to see these ship girls who clearly lived a leisurely life but received salaries that far surpassed those of 99% of humans.

After all, even if ship girls don't work, just staying in the naval base is a function. The reason why newbie naval bases are so popular all over the world and others are willing to give them the best rewards is all thanks to these ship girls who sit at home and slack off.

"There's nothing to give out at work right now." Xiaobai thought for a while, but couldn't think of anything for the time being. "Well, as expected, your existence is the greatest value."

The deep-sea supply ship was instantly terrified by the little white dog.

She gasped, then quickly leaned against the door behind her, staring at Xiaobai with a terrified expression.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiaobai asked curiously.

"You...you're going to let me eat and stay for free...?"

"correct."

"Is it like living a life where everything is delivered on time every day, daily necessities are all provided, entertainment equipment is impeccable, and you have everything you need, without needing to give anything in return or exercise?"

"Hmm...it seems so." Xiaobai nodded.

The deep-sea supply ship's face turned pale.

That's it, everything's completely ruined.

This is just like raising pigs! This admiral is trying to fatten himself up and then feed himself to the ship girls!

These people really did set their sights on my body!

Are only supply ships that get eaten up considered good supply ships?

Is it too late to run now?

Wait a minute, is it even possible for me to escape?

"I...I...I...No! No!" The deep-sea supply ship hurriedly raised its hands, shouting at Little White with a sorrowful expression, "I want to work! Give me work! I don't care! Give me work! A gentleman doesn't eat food offered with contempt, and will never bow down for five pecks of rice. The working people are the most glorious! Parasites are pathetic! Deformed and morbid! It's a way of life that shouldn't exist! The deep sea must have goals, and I will never be defeated by sugar-coated bullets! I am a shark that never stops! In this life, except for death! No one can stop my body from working!!!"

"My value far exceeds that of a parasite!!!" the deep-sea supply ship shouted.

Xiao Bai stared in shock at the deep-sea supply ship, whose face was flushed red.

Absolutely.