Azur Lane Under the Stars

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This must be my fastest ship salvage record, right? I'd never done this before, this was my first time, my first conversation, and the whole thing took less than an hour, with less than five sentences exchanged... and I just... gave up?

It's quite dreamy.

"Actually, this..." Yi Xian thought for a moment, "can still be explained."

Yi Xian paused, gently tidying Ren Shuo's black hair as she slowly said, "First of all, there's Brest. For this girl, Brest is everything, so she will definitely follow her sister."

"The reason it's so fast... I think it might be because of the 'good cop, bad cop' dynamic. I beat her up, and the Commander can take the opportunity to gain her favor, and even make her feel a subtle sense of dependence."

"He's still just a child," Yi Xian remarked.

Ren Shuo seemed to understand but not quite: "I see... By the way, the main reason is Brest. I always feel that I failed as the commander in salvaging the ship. I didn't even salvage the ship with my own abilities. Moreover, since Brest succeeded in salvaging the ship, she doesn't know anything about me. Do you think she will only listen to Brest from now on?"

Yi Xian paused for a moment, then continued, "Commander, well, there's really no need to worry. Look at Hai Tian back then, didn't he join the port because of Hai Qi? And didn't he listen to you a lot, Commander?"

“But you see, their personalities are different. Hai Tian is like water, but this Prince Rupprecht…”

He's just a brat.

"Actually, Commander, you don't need to worry. Look at Littorio. On the surface, they'll say that Littorio is the best in the world and Illustrious is the second best, but what's the reality?"

Yi Xian revealed some incredible secret.

Ren Shuo suddenly sat up, then turned to look at Yi Xian: "How did you know?"

Shouldn't this matter be known only to myself, Veneto, and Littorio?

“Veneto said it,” Yixian said.

"..."

Well, another one selling his sister.

"Let's take it slow. No matter what their personality is or what their initial thoughts are, as long as they call out to the Commander, they will eventually become Commander fans."

Yi Xian offered words of comfort.

Sisters, younger sisters, best friends—they're all second. The commander is always number one.

"Yeah, that's true... Anyway, I got a research ship girl for free without putting in any effort... Well, it's a huge win."

This is a win-win situation! Prince Rupprecht is ecstatic about his victory, and Ren Shuo feels like he's made a killing.

So, who really lost out?

Yat-sen provided the answer.

“Commander, didn’t Brest say that Prince Rupprecht was tricked by Plymouth into coming here to gather intelligence?”

"You mean..."

"Can't we maintain the initiative by providing us with a mix of true and false intelligence that is highly beneficial to us?"

With a smile, Yi Xian gently placed Ren Shuo En back onto her lap and began massaging Ren Shuo's head.

“Plymouth has become quite curious about you, Commander, which is a dangerous sign.”

Whether it's ship girls or some young girls, being curious about someone is the beginning of gradually falling in love.

So, I'll have to discuss with Brest and Prince Rupprecht how to take Plymouth faster and better... Hmm, if all else fails, I'll have Belfast come over.

After all, the head maid has a certain affinity bonus with the Royal Navy's ship girls.

It's like he sent Bellaros to deal with Chkalov.

Speaking of Bellarose... I wonder how things are going on Bellarose's side.

While massaging Ren Shuo, Yi Xian turned her gaze to the window.

…………

"It's finally over... Thank you, Bellarose."

Chkalov stretched out a large yawn, and although his white coat concealed his perfect curves, they were still on full display.

Bella Rose sat down to the side with a cup of hot cocoa in her hand: "Don't be shy, we'll be working together from now on."

“I haven’t agreed yet,” Chekalov said with a smile.

"It's only a matter of time, isn't it? We ship girls of the Northern Union can't be so hesitant, you know," Bella Rose teased, tossing her long blue hair.

"That's true, but let's try working there first. As for joining the port area, let's wait a bit."

"Chkalov said."

"The work is done, why don't you thank me? I was helping too, Chkalov!"

Binjiang, nestled in the sofa, spoke up with obvious dissatisfaction.

"You? Your so-called help? You mean sipping wine on the sofa and then making each of us a drink? Without even offering refills."

Chkalov glared at the lazy fellow. He rarely drank while working, but this guy was drinking right in front of him. He was tempting him.

I wonder how much alcohol affects the ship girls of the Northern Union... Oh well, this guy's been brainless for a long time now.

"Now that everything's taken care of, what's the next step?"

"I'm going to resign. I'll go back with you guys later."

"Good."

Chapter 604 Leonardo da Vinci, Tragic

"Comrade, vodka, tund tund tund!"

During the leisurely evening, Chkalov held Belaros's hand, looking like two good buddies.

In his hand was a bottle of fine vodka, and his usually capable and charming face was flushed red from the alcohol.

Honestly, Chkalov hadn't drunk so heartily in a long time. Every time he drank with Binjiang, Binjiang would always say that he couldn't stand the taste of vodka.

Then he turned around and took the Donghuang liquor.

So, you drink your baijiu, and I drink my vodka, but it always feels like something's missing.

Now that's great, I finally have some fellow countrymen from the North who can share vodka with me.

"You should drink less..."

Bellaros was somewhat helpless. He was hoping to persuade a ship girl who could be his secretary to come to the port to replace Chapaev, but instead, he turned out to be a drunkard.

"Seriously, all the ship girls in the Northern Alliance look the same, whether they're adults or kids..."

"Bellarose muttered."

Ren Shuo was holding a glass of juice and sitting at a table with Prince Rupprecht and Brest... no alcohol was served at this table.

He found it very strange. No, Miss Bella Rose, please look at what's in the cup in your hand before you speak, okay?

I'm wondering how you have the nerve to talk about other people?

Moreover, if the girls in the Northern Union didn't drink, it would be like the 3D district without Tifa, or the West without Jerusalem.

That has no soul.

Speaking of the Northern Union... it seems that Kronstadt recently borrowed Strencus to grow potatoes?

Forget it, let's just tell them to drink less.

“You guys really should drink less, there’ll be plenty to drink later,” Ren Shuo said.

"Don't worry, Commander Ren Shuo, our ship girls won't get drunk!"

Chkalov was extremely excited, and even swayed slightly.

"I think it takes a lot of courage for you to get this drunk in front of someone of the opposite sex you've only known for less than an hour."

Ren Shuo was speechless.

Chkalov said, "Hmph, you don't know this, Commander Ren Shuo, even when we're completely drunk and unconscious, if someone tries to do something bad to us, we can sober up instantly!"

"Every commander knows about this, right..."

Ren Shuo was speechless. This knowledge had been repeatedly emphasized in the commander's class.

Because there were some reckless individuals who thought they could get the ship girls drunk, take them back, and become commanders that way...

As a result, the store was completely destroyed by the ship girls who instantly regained their senses.

The boss suffers an undeserved disaster, while the executor faces imprisonment.

"Hey, Bellaros, keep an eye on Chekarov," Ren Shuo said.

"Commander, I understand... Don't pull me away!"

"Come on! Stop talking nonsense! There's still so much fish left in the glass! Come on! Drink!"

Chkalov had clearly seen his fellow ship girl, which was why he got all excited; otherwise, he wouldn't be acting like... a drunkard.

Ren Shuo looked at Bella Rose, who was being forced to drink alcohol, and could only say to Yi Xian, "You take care of them later."

"Understood, Commander." Yi Xian nodded.

I'm quite experienced in taking care of drunks. Back in the port area, when those guys from the Northern Union got drunk, it was always Bella Rose or Rossia who called me to come and help.

"Chkalov is still the same as ever, he really hasn't changed at all," Prince Rupprecht said with a look of disgust.

"Is she always this brave?" Ren Shuo asked curiously.

Prince Rupprecht nodded: "Let me tell you, Commander, this guy likes to drink, but in this area, good vodka is indispensable, it's just that there isn't any..."

"So when I saw the fine wine you brought this time, I was as excited as a cat that hadn't seen meat in a long time."

Ren Shuo nodded: "I understand..."

"By the way, what do you guys think about Plymouth?" Ren Shuo asked.

Brest decisively said, "Commander, listen to me on this matter. I have a way to ruin her."

No, no, no, our goal isn't to kill her.

“Ahem… I mean, I have a way to get her to obediently join the port.”

Feeling Ren Shuo's strange gaze, Brest blushed and realized her lapse in composure, trying to salvage the situation.

"Well, do whatever you want. By the way, even if you go too far, the port will cover for you. Your opinion is the most important thing."

Ren Shuo said.

Although Plymouth is very appealing, she's a research ship girl with a high rarity (color).

But honestly, since it's still outside the bowl, it can't compare to what's inside your own pot.

Therefore, Ren Shuo could still distinguish between what was more important and what was less important.

His view has always been that his own ship girls should do whatever makes them happy, but of course, basic morality should still be followed.

If something goes wrong by accident, then I, as the commander, will be the one to take responsibility.

If that still doesn't work... are all those strategists in the port area just for show? They'll take care of it for you in no time.

Not to mention there's also a very wealthy woman named St. Louis in the port area.

Sensing the protectiveness and concern in Ren Shuo's words, Brest also had a strange feeling in his heart.

Is this what it feels like to be protected? It feels so strange.

However, it didn't feel bad.

After receiving Ren Shuo's approval, Brest's smile became even sweeter: "Don't worry, Commander, I know what I'm doing. Just wait and see the show."

"Sister, sister, I want to help too!" A pink-haired, arrogant girl said, her eyes lighting up.

"Alright, we won't be able to do without the Prince's help then." Brest affectionately ruffled her pink hair.

Ren Shuo couldn't help but ask, "I've always wanted to ask, Prince Rupprecht, is that bull horn-like thing your headdress or something?"

I'm genuinely curious. There are quite a few kemonomimi girls in the port area, some even with cute, fluffy tails.

Egil's horns can even be used as handlebars.

What are those bull horns? A headdress? Or are you just a bull's head...?