Azur Lane Under the Stars

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“This is so annoying… Give me a few minutes, I need to change my clothes and wash my face,” Brest said.

"Row."

After washing up, Brest and Plymouth, fully awake, went to the dining room, where Belfast had prepared breakfast early.

Seeing Binjiang looking exhausted and seemingly still hungover, Belfast thoughtfully served her a bowl of hangover soup: "Miss Binjiang, drink some, it will make you feel much better."

"Oh, thank you..." Binjiang took it and drank it in small sips, his little face scrunching up.

How much did you drink last night?

"I drank most of it by myself," Binjiang said somewhat embarrassedly.

“You… never mind, after dinner, come back to the port with me,” Brest said.

"Hmm, Commander, are you coming back with us?" Binjiang asked.

“At this time, Master should still be sleeping,” Belfast replied.

Binjiang looked distressed: "Sigh, we're all destined to be overworked."

“No, I think it’s Plymouth’s problem. We could have slept in too,” Brest said irritably.

“That’s true… Plymouth, you’ve got to treat us to a big meal,” Binjiang said.

“Climb,” Plymouth replied with a smile.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, breakfast time passed leisurely.

A few hours later, after washing up, getting dressed, and having breakfast, Ren Shuo returned to the port area, where the secretary ships were still working hard.

"Hmm? Where's Chapaev?"

"Chapaev has gone to the front lines. He's been sent to work in the mines by Belaros."

Yorktown, working without looking up, didn't even glance up.

"Who took care of the secretariat work for the Northern Alliance?" Ren Shuo asked curiously.

"They started working directly at the North Union headquarters yesterday. It seems to be the new Chkalov. They've already completed the handover process."

Yorktown explained.

"I see..." Ren Shuo said thoughtfully, "So, even before he's joined the port, Bella Rose is already eager to change the regime?"

"There's nothing we can do. Chapaev's work on the secretary ship can only be described as mediocre, but it doesn't meet Bellaros's expectations."

Yorktown has finally raised its head.

"Hmm, then Bella Rose can just do it herself..."

Ren Shuo poured himself a glass of water. Belfast wasn't there, so he had to do it himself.

“Commander, Bellaros said that she doesn’t want to be the secretary ship anymore. During the time she was away, she was doing everything, and she wants to retire.”

Yorktown said.

Ren Shuo expressed his understanding, saying that many of the ship girls who were originally very diligent in the port area have become lazy and laid-back after returning to the port area because they were busy taking care of their parents outside.

For details, please refer to a Louis IX figure.

Hmm, speaking of which, it's been a long time since I visited her. Shall I go see her tonight? Hmm, that dress is really quite beautiful... cough cough.

Yorktown looked at Ren Shuo strangely. From the expressions of some people, she already knew that her commander's thoughts had gone astray again.

"Commander, please snap out of it, it's only early morning..." Yorktown sighed helplessly.

"Ahem... Is there any work I need to do?" Ren Shuo changed the subject.

Yorktown did not expose Ren Shuo's somewhat awkward attempt to change the subject, but simply handed him a document.

"Here, this is the only one you need to decide; we'll handle the rest."

"Let me see... what is this?" Ren Shuo was stunned when he saw it.

"It's clearly written out; isn't this just a competition?"

"No, what I mean is, why do you ship girls have to organize a martial arts competition?"

Ren Shuo quickly browsed through the information on it.

This includes, but is not limited to, free fighting, boxing, Eastern martial arts, and exchanges of various weapons. However, one thing is certain: the strength of the ship girls is not allowed; only their normal strength is permitted.

“I think it’s a good idea. Prince Adalbert and the others, as well as those little guys from Donghuang, usually spar with each other. Binjiang just happened to be here this time and came up with this suggestion.”

"Then Prince Adalbert came here directly to apply."

Yorktown said.

Ren Shuo pondered for a moment: "I don't have any problems... but what about the other girls? What do they think?"

After all, there should be a lot of participants, so Prince Adalbert decided to turn it into an event covering the entire port area.

"Hmm, I think that's a good idea. It would also give everyone who went out to mine a break for a while. Besides, everyone's been quite free in the port area lately," Yorktown said after thinking about it seriously.

"But what about defense and vigilance?" Ren Shuo asked hesitantly.

"Hmm, I'll send the Dream Weaver to that world to manage the Sirens a bit. That way, we'll know immediately if anything happens."

Yorktown said.

"Then why not just let the Dream Weaver keep dispatching Sirens?" Ren Shuo asked.

Yorktown blinked: "You expect a Siren who prefers to lie down rather than sit, who loves to sleep, to do the work?"

Ren Shuo sighed, "That's true."

"But with this, there will be no worries about the future." Ren Shuo was very satisfied.

Immediately afterwards, he signed his name on the paper and stamped it: "Then I agree."

"I will release it in the form of an announcement later. Commander, you don't need to worry about the timing and some arrangements," Yorktown said, taking the document.

"Why shouldn't I worry about it?" Ren Shuo retorted.

Yorktown was puzzled: "What can you do?"

Ren Shuo sighed, "That's true."

Chapter 610 Tragic, Maryland, Tragic

"Hahaha! It's my turn again!"

Maryland stood with his hands on his hips, laughing heartily in front of the bulletin board.

The Shangri-La around me is too beautiful to look at anymore.

Why are you so excited? It's like you've already won the championship.

Maryland smugly said, "Hmph, isn't this my turn as a master of free-style combat? No ship girls allowed to use their strength, it's free-style combat, so I'm guaranteed to win, aren't I?"

"Look carefully, it's not just free fighting, you can also use weapons, swords and the like, but you can't use ship-mounted weapons like ship-slaying swords."

Shangri-La pointed to a line of words inside and said.

"It's nothing. Without ship equipment, crickets and swords are a piece of cake!"

Maryland waved casually.

Ordinary swords and blades wouldn't even leave a mark on a ship girl, and the same goes for bullets. So, Maryland could even catch a large cleaver with her bare hands.

"Hmm, Maryland, you're really something, Desu?"

A voice with a consistently low pitch rang out, not loud, but it froze Maryland completely.

She turned her head somewhat stiffly, then gave a slightly stiff smile: "Hi, what a coincidence, Ayanami."

Ayanami's ruby-like eyes were fixed on Maryland, devoid of any emotion.

Shangri-La looked at Maryland with schadenfreude, thinking, "Serves you right for talking big."

Look, Ayanami is right here. What you're saying, Ayanami will teach you a lesson later.

"Hmm, a fighting competition, huh? That sounds interesting, Desu... Maryland, I look forward to facing you at the tournament."

Ayanami glanced at the notice board and said.

"Please have mercy." Maryland gave a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"Well, giving it your all is the only way to show respect to your opponent."

Ayanami stood on tiptoe with some effort and patted Maryland's shoulder. Maryland even wanted to collapse to the ground.

After Ayanami left, Maryland said to Shangri-La in a trembling voice, "Shangri-La, please help me up a little... my legs are weak."

"You rascal, I told you not to be so outspoken," Shangri-La said irritably.

"Isn't this the one I just happened to run into, and the only one I can't beat?"

Ling Zhanxian's title wasn't given lightly. Even without the ship-slaying sword, he could easily beat Maryland to a pulp with any big cleaver... This was the conclusion drawn from their previous encounter.

"Speaking of which... are you sure you can beat everyone else but not this one?"

Maryland at this moment felt like a group of martial saints, like Guan Yu; since Lü Bu's death, everyone else was just broken bricks and tiles.

She gave a cold laugh and said, "Of course, as long as I don't run into Ayanami, I'm sure I'll win this championship."

Then, another weight landed on her shoulder, and Maryland turned around, frozen once more.

It's a company with a gentle, smiling face.

"So Maryland, you're that confident? Looks like you've had a good training session. I'm relieved then. I won't hold back in the competition."

After saying that, he left without waiting for Maryland to react.

Maryland is crying, please, Enterprise, have mercy...

It's common knowledge that a company is an archer, but it's also common knowledge that archers are often overpowered...

Shangri-La looked at Maryland with some pity. "You're going to offend everyone! You shouldn't participate in the competition; I'm afraid you'll get beaten to a pulp..."

Maryland will probably die eventually, and even after he's cremated and his whole body turns to ash, he'll still be stubborn.

Maryland continued, "I just don't believe my luck is that bad. Ha, I don't even care about Enterprise and Ayanami!"

"Oh, you're so brave!"

"Hmm, it seems Sister Maryland has made great progress lately... I can go all out now! I'm really looking forward to it, don't you think, Pinghai?"

"Yes, sister is right..."

Turning around, I saw a vast army...

Ruihe, Ninghai Pinghai, Kaohsiung Atago... basically, none of them are ones I can beat.

Maryland has given up hope. Let them do whatever they want. I'm not going to the martial arts tournament this time, okay?

Just as Maryland was thinking this, her best friend, West Virginia, ran over and said, "I've signed you up. Just focus on getting ready."

Maryland: "..."

Thank you so much!

…………

"puff!"

Binjiang, who had just finished exercising and was drinking water, suddenly spat it out when he heard Ninghai's words.

"What the hell? What did you say?"

Binjiang said, dumbfounded.

"Well, my sister Maryland said she's definitely going to take the top three this time."

Ning Hai said, with a hint of longing in his voice, "It seems that Sister Maryland's special training during this period has been very effective, giving me such great confidence. It seems that I cannot underestimate my opponent this time."

No, no, no, I think it was just this guy talking nonsense here, and you guys just happened to run into him.

"I think..." Binjiang felt he should give his newly acquainted friend a way out.

So she decided to subtly tell Ning Hai that Maryland was actually a weakling.

She can't even beat herself now, how could she possibly beat Ning Hai?