Azur Lane Under the Stars

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The Liberty Iris Church is currently rehearsing.

"Hehehe, I'm coming to eat you up~"

The way the supernatural creature bared its teeth and brandished its claws didn't seem scary at all; instead, it made it look rather cute and adorable.

The strategist, who always seemed to have everything under control, revealed this side of herself, and it's easy to see that she was having a great time.

However, Bu Qu, who was acting opposite her, suddenly became lost in thought for some reason.

“…I’m going to eat you up?” Jintsu repeated.

"Stop!" Xia Fei clapped her hands. "Bu Qu, did you forget your lines?"

"Huh? No?" Buqu came to his senses and said.

"Then why don't you answer?" Xiafei asked.

The unyielding spirit that had previously been so serious and dedicated to completing tasks and rehearsals was now in a state that surprised Xia Fei.

"Maybe it's because you're tired? Should you take a break?" Ren Shuo asked.

Unyielding shook her head: "I'm not tired yet, I just spaced out for a moment. Sorry, Sister Divine Power, can we try again?"

Shen Tong nodded: "Okay, I have no problem."

As expected of a supernatural being. When we first met yesterday, he was still addressing me as "Lord Supernatural Being." It hasn't been long, and he's already changed his address.

Rehearsals continued over there, and Ren Shuo asked in a low voice, "Xiafei, how's your scene coming along?"

"The lines are all ready, all that's left is to rehearse," Xiafei replied with a smile.

"Seriously, is there really nothing wrong with this stage play? It feels like some kind of divine script!"

Ren Shuo looked at the script in front of him, somewhat speechless.

Although it was created by Richelieu, I always felt that it had too many elements and was too unconventional. He also suddenly added and changed a lot of things in the middle.

Xiafei, however, said, "I actually find it quite interesting. Those traditional fairy tales are all overdone, so this is a bit of a novelty."

It seems this girl is on the same wavelength as Richelieu.

Why was Richelieu able to come up with such a script? This is truly a masterpiece of wits and talent.

Ren Shuo thought to himself that when the official stage play was released, "Free Iris" would probably be a sensation.

For the rest of the time, Ren Shuo helped Xia Fei and the others by handing them things and buying them delicious food and drinks. When he had nothing to do, he would chat with Xia Fei about the port area and Xia Fei's previous life.

Isn't that what ship salvage is all about? It's about talking to ship girls, and if they become interested in you and take a liking to you, then you've succeeded.

There's no need to act like you're pursuing a girl; it's not that complicated.

Just treat them as good friends. Perhaps as you get to know each other better, things will work out. So, it all comes down to a bit of luck and first impressions.

At least for now, Ren Shuo and Xia Fei are having a pretty good chat.

Meanwhile, Shen Tong was chatting with Bu Qu, and Evil and Triumph were also forcibly dragged over to help move things and props.

As for Jinqu... provided that Ren Shuo and she maintained communication, Jinqu basically became Belfast's little tagalong for the time being.

As the saying goes, Belfast is like a brick; it can be moved wherever it's needed.

So Belfast was reassigned again. Instead of serving as the Royal Secretary ship alongside Hood, Newcastle and Grosstad temporarily filled in, while Belfast took on the role of the mentor for the newcomer.

The head maid has such power over the royal maids, doesn't she?

In short, everything is moving in a positive direction.

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"I'm so tired, I don't want to rehearse anymore~"

In the White Eagle's conference room, Saratoga stuck out her tongue, looking utterly dejected.

"Jiajia, it's only been a short while, and you're already complaining of being tired?"

Lexington, standing to the side, looked utterly helpless.

"But, sister, it's been half an hour already, I want to have some snacks."

Saratoga was perfectly justified.

"Besides, rehearsals are so tiring, and I have to memorize so many lines. It's so annoying."

“You were the one who wanted to skip school and come here to participate in activities, but now that you’re here, you’re saying you’re tired.”

Lexington was also helpless.

"Sister, let's rest for a while?" Saratoga pleaded.

"Ask your friends if they'd like to," Lexington said, glancing at Anchorage and the others beside her.

Anchorage gave a comforting smile: "Anchorage, you're not tired."

"Me too! Me too! Full of energy! These lines are way more interesting than what we learn at school!"

The mackerel made a face at Saratoga: "Saratoga, shame on you~ You can't even last this long~"

"Who said that!" Spurred on by the mackerel, Saratoga puffed out her cheeks. "Who said I can't keep going! Let's continue!"

Lexington smiled as she watched her sister perk up and start rehearsing again.

Sure enough, these kinds of provocations are exactly what you need to do to deal with Saratoga.

However, I'm not very good at using it myself, so I'd like her friend to try it out for the best results.

A similar scene unfolded in different factions.

After the initial novelty wears off, the subsequent optimization of details, as well as memorizing lines and rehearsing scenes, becomes the most tedious and boring part... for most of the little ones.

Moreover, everything else was alright, but carrying things was pure torture, it was incredibly grueling.

"Okay! Let's continue! We're almost there!"

Teacher Z23 is still very strict and serious.

However, the Z-drives below seemed listless and weak.

Mommy, we've been practicing for three hours straight! Ball, let's take a break. You haven't had a drop of water in all this time.

Königsberg, who was supervising the construction, nodded with satisfaction, looking at the Z23 under such high pressure, which reminded him of his own style.

Chapter 554 Anchorage, yyds

Over the past few days, the entire port area has been filled with a lively atmosphere.

There were those in charge of rehearsals, those supervising the work, and the rest were just a bunch of people having fun.

And then there are the ship girls who are looking forward to this event or competition.

The venue was chosen to be the lecture hall, which has a natural stage and is large enough to accommodate all the girls.

However, the Dumpling Level is a bit tough; a last-minute quest comes along that requires me to go out and run errands.

They say it's something new that the Sirens came up with.

Ren Shuo also asked the observer, but the observer confidently stated that there would be no danger, and that it was probably just an experiment put together by the arbitration body.

Since they were family, Ren Shuo felt relieved. However, just in case, he still asked Enpres to come over and give the dumpling-level students a little tutoring.

Enpres was completely absorbed in working as a waitress in a tavern, so being suddenly asked to return to her old job was a bit of a shock.

In short, those who participated in the dumpling-themed event had to leave with tears in their eyes, having missed this opportunity.

The scene returns to the location.

The audience of ship girls was packed, and Shiranui and Akashi also sensed the business opportunity, one outside and the other inside.

Various peanut drinks, mineral water, Coca-Cola, Sprite, and Mirinda are all available for sale.

Popcorn, fried chicken legs, and the legendary spicy strips—Akashi can get you anything you want.

Before the event even started, these two unscrupulous merchants had already made a fortune.

"What exactly did you Ironblood do this time?"

On the second-floor stands, New Jersey leaned against the handrail, looking down at the first floor.

Compared to the first floor, the second floor is much more spacious, making it a good choice for ship girls who don't like a lively atmosphere or who have secrets to share.

Standing beside Frederick the Great was Hutten, who raised her beautiful eyes slightly and looked at the busy little ones with a gratified and gentle smile: "This time, I've really given those little ones free rein to do it themselves."

Hu Teng complained, "Wasn't it because you kept asking Z23 'Aren't you tired?' 'Do you want some water?' and 'Do you need a break?' during rehearsals that Z23 couldn't take it anymore and that's why you were let go?"

"Is Z23 really that brave? Daring to let Frederick the Great leave?" New Jersey was taken aback.

“What’s there to be afraid of? But I’m exaggerating a bit. It was Z23 who found Bismarck, and Bismarck came to tell me,” Hutten said.

"Hu Teng?"

Frederick the Great smiled as he looked at Hutten. This poor sister, couldn't she give her (in her opinion) older sister a little face?

Hutten pursed his lips and stopped talking. He was quite happy that Frederick the Great was like this.

While they were chatting, the avant-garde over there, seeing Warspite hesitant to speak, finally couldn't hold back any longer:

"Warspite, you should go down and check on Her Majesty the Queen. You don't need to come here..."

"No, all your colorful battleships are here. If I don't come, I'll look like an outsider..."

This was expressed in a serious tone, indicating a deep-seated war-weariness.

"But Warspite-senpai, it's such a shame that you can't get over the armrest while standing on tiptoe and can't see the theater below..."

The avant-garde was both amused and exasperated.

Warspite blushed deeply, lowered her tiptoes, and coughed awkwardly, "Then I'd better go down..."

Hmm, standing on tiptoe and tilting my head back is still tiring...

"Speaking of which, how's the White Eagles doing? Didn't they say Saratoga was always going against the Bluefin Tuna along the way?"

New Jersey shrugged at his colleagues' curiosity: "Do you think Lexington and the Goddess of the Hearth can cause any trouble?"

"That's true," the others agreed.

Lexington can control everyone except Saratoga, and as for Vestal... as long as you're a White Eagle girl, you can control her.

Amidst everyone's anticipation and casual conversation, the stage play began.

Ren Shuo and several secretaries were all seated in the first row. Their tables were different from the others, and there were even nameplates in front of them. Needless to say, they were the judges.

Originally, each faction wanted to recruit Ren Shuo, hoping to gain points or something, but Ren Shuo still didn't agree, which wasn't very friendly to the other factions that didn't have him.

Yixian and Tiancheng appeared as the hosts for this event, but they didn't dress up deliberately. This wasn't a beauty pageant, and dressing up would only steal the spotlight from the contestants.

Since we were all family, there weren't many formalities. After a simple introduction, we invited the first group to perform.

"Is the first group the White Eagles?"

King Kong casually flipped through the list of names in his hand, sitting in the audience.

"Yes, eldest sister, the first group is White Eagle."

Haruna looked like a sycophant, his smile full of flattery and ingratiation.

"Come on, beautiful and gorgeous Sister King Kong, have a Coke."

Kirishima looked completely bewildered: "What's wrong with you?"

"Last night, Haruna ruined Kongo-nee's hat..."

A light, airy voice came from a certain younger sister in the Kongo-class.

“No wonder… it’s a miracle he’s still alive,” Kirishima said knowingly.

"Enough talk, let's begin..." King Kong nodded slightly.

As the bright red curtain was drawn back, the ship girls present fell silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.

On the stage, there were seven of them: a mackerel, Saratoga, and a little Fletcher-class fish, all dressed in various colors, tied up and suspended...