Revisit Azur Lane

Suddenly, Tosa stood up and sat down opposite Zhou He, his eyes very serious: "Have the specific rules and the determination of the winner for today's sparring match been determined?"

"Yeah, sure."

Zhou He composed himself and held up two fingers: "The rule is free combat. As long as you can hit the ground, it's fine. As for the determination of victory or defeat, would you prefer it to end with a point or fight to the very end?"

"That's it."

Tosa didn't hesitate too much. The two of them didn't need to fight for long. As soon as the battle started, they could feel each other's strength. Therefore, fighting to the end was meaningless.

"Then let's decide the outcome with one shot. Whoever hits first wins."

Zhou He was decisive. The idea of ​​winning with three or five shots was not very meaningful, because being hit by the first shot basically meant that you were at a disadvantage, and it would be difficult to counterattack later.

It's not that easy.

Therefore, a single shot to determine the outcome is the optimal solution.

Chapter Seventy-Six: The Victory or the Defeat is Over

After seeing Tosa off, Zhou He paused briefly before getting up and leaving the restaurant. He strolled along the overgrown weeds, pondering his plans for the day.

After yesterday's battle, most of the eastern third and fourth districts have been illuminated, and the northern part has even expanded to the fifth district. The western fourth district has been opened, which contains a large Siren base. Currently, the closest threat to his port area is the southern third district, the human port area ruins surrounded by the Executors.

Perhaps due to the overlapping of the mirror sea areas, the executors in the western fourth district and the southern third district were not drawn by yesterday's protracted battle and remained within their fixed range. This made Zhou He feel once again that the system commands of the mass-produced Sirens and the executors were somewhat abnormal, in addition to the testers and purifiers who were destroyed by his ship girls yesterday.

The danger level of the Sirens in his mind has changed from super dangerous to normal dangerous. He is no longer so terrified when his own ship girls go out to fight, but he will not deliberately go out of his way to cause trouble.

"This area is full of Sirens' testing grounds and bases. It's best to avoid the Southern Third District for the next few days."

Zhou He quickly rejected the arrangement to go out to fight. His ship girls had just fought the Sirens for six or seven hours yesterday. Even if they could accept such frequent battles, he couldn't get over it in his heart. He would rather think of a way to let everyone rest for 1 to 2 days.

So what should we do?

With his hands behind his back, Zhou He looked up at his own tall command post building, then opened the system interface and switched to the Homestead Mall. He currently had 52 Homestead Coins, plus the 21 he earned from his daily quests, for a total of 73. The cheapest type of residential building was around 100 coins, and he would be able to buy a civilian house by the day after tomorrow at the latest.

Combined with the optional suitcase included with exploring the Mirror Sea, you get two houses.

If we let him choose, he will definitely choose a residence suitable for multiple people. But once it's built, the personnel reassignment will be a small problem. Anyway, there will definitely be all kinds of residences in our port in the future, so it's better to let our ship girls choose their own residence styles from now on.

As for which faction takes priority, he can manipulate things a bit, such as rewarding the MVP of the next battle with a house she wants.

So, he doesn't need to worry about where the residence is located or the direction the main gate faces; he can even plan the roads based on the choices of his ship girls.

"I'm such a genius."

Zhou He ran his hand through his bangs that were about to touch his eyes, and confidently strode into the command building. He searched the warehouse thoroughly but couldn't find anything to use as a notice board. He could only take a roll of tape up to the third floor and write down his sudden inspiration in his office.

As he wrote, he suddenly felt that it might be inappropriate for him to do something so abrupt. Perhaps he could first use someone as socially awkward as Zuikaku to spread his ideas and observe how his own ship girls would react when they learned about the situation.

If he issues a notice and his ship girls have no interest at all, but are forced to do it just because it's his order, that would be really messy.

Thinking this, he put down his pen, sat down in his chair and started looking at the system's shipyard. Looking at the 21 ship girl icons with their unique styles, he began to rethink his ideas.

……

A little past nine o'clock, Zhou He left his office and returned to the first floor. He placed the books he was holding on the table in the lobby. The books included biographies of famous figures, historical records of naval battles, ordinary storybooks, and relatively specialized scientific books, which he had specially selected.

While at the Siren abandoned base, he discovered that Z23 liked reading. He didn't have time to choose yesterday, but just now he cut out his daydreaming time and bought several stacks of books from the Home Mall to fill part of the bookshelf in his office, and then took out a few books.

"Commander~ You're finally down."

The sunlight didn't shine into the room, and the temperature inside was a little cool. Yuudachi, who was sitting outside sunbathing, heard the noise and her ears twitched. She ran inside and found Zhou He quickly approaching.

"It's Yuudachi who's been slacking off outside."

Zhou He smiled and reached out to touch Yuudachi's ear: "Yuudachi, you're my secretary ship, you should be working with me."

"what--"

Yuudachi's eyes widened as she suddenly realized, "I forgot!"

"guessed."

Zhou He wasn't surprised at all. Yuudachi wasn't such a shrewd person; it was just that Yuudachi's personality was just right for him. So he smiled and comforted Yuudachi, and left the command building with her.

The sun had fully risen, and the people strolling in the bay had changed. More people were standing on the pier, including Tosa and Kaga. Their sparring match was the highlight of the day, and everyone was paying attention.

There are also those who went unnoticed, such as Cleveland carrying a bucket and digging for crabs on the beach with Montpellier. Ship girls who like to go beachcombing are quite a unique sight.

"Yuudachi, how are your relationships with your older and younger sisters?"

As they approached the pier, Zhou He glanced at Z23 and Javelin, who seemed to be practicing sharp turns in the bay, and casually brought up a topic.

"Hmm, I don't quite remember."

Yuudachi tilted her head and thought for a moment: "I should know once they join the port."

"Surprisingly meticulous."

Zhou He remembered that Yuudachi, Shigure, and Yukikaze were collectively known as the three-headed hellhound, but no matter how you looked at Yukikaze, he seemed more like a cat, and his arrogant personality was also like a cat's, similar to Hammanman.

The two arrived at the dock, and everyone greeted Zhou He. Kaga even took the initiative to come over and beckoned him with her hand: "Commander, isn't it about time?"

"Ah."

Zhou He came for this very reason. Although he was an outsider and didn't understand ship girl battles, he was the most authoritative figure in the port. He had to come and preside over this sparring to ensure its quality and the execution of the agreement after the outcome. After nodding, he looked at Tosa, who was further back: "Tosa, are you all ready?"

"You can start anytime."

Tosa's calm voice revealed his self-confidence, and Kaga grinned as well: "I've already warmed up, Commander, just watch."

"None of you should underestimate the enemy; go all out."

Zhou He glanced at Shoukaku, who was waiting to watch the show. He personally guessed that Kaga would be a bit stronger than Tosa, but he couldn't be sure. He just hoped that Kaga would live up to his trust and not let him down, otherwise she would be the one to be ridiculed.

Time doesn't count on mental activity. Zhou He composed himself and looked directly at Kaga, then his gaze drifted to Tosa: "This sparring session will take place inside the bay. There are no restrictions on the fighting style. The winner will be determined by whoever hits the opponent first. One strike decides the outcome."

"Regardless of who wins or loses, don't feel guilty. Your enemy is the Sirens, not your own people."

After making a prior announcement and seeing that both of them nodded in agreement, Zhou He raised his hand: "Both sides enter the arena. You have ten minutes to prepare. Adjust your positions as you see fit. Hermione's cannon shot will be the starting signal."

After explaining the rules, Kaga slightly suppressed his smile, turned around and looked at Tosa before jumping lightly into the sea. The ship's equipment condensed in mid-air, splashing a lot of water when it hit the water. He took the lead in entering the water first. Tosa calmly walked down the steps into the water, and the two of them consciously moved towards the sides of the bay.

Seeing this, Z23 and Javelin consciously moved closer to the shore, while Hermione, who had been chosen by Zhou He to be the referee, went into the water and left the shore.

"Sigh, the commander does everything so well."

As people entered the venue, people on the shore began to observe and talk. Ruihe came to Zhou He's side and marveled. She still remembered that Zhou He had confessed that he was just an ordinary person.

"It's just a matter of applying the knowledge to other situations."

Zhou He shrugged. He could even flexibly take on the role of ship girl commander, so being a referee on the spot would be a piece of cake.

While chatting with Zuikaku, Zhou He observed the crowd at the dock. Hood and Bismarck's people were all present, U556 was with Bismarck, and Count Spee was sitting sideways on the edge of the dock. Everyone from the Sakura Empire was present except for Akashi, while no one from the Eagle Union was there. Jean Bart was far from the crowd, but he still spotted him.

Where did Harman go?

Zhou He was a little curious, as he remembered that Harman wasn't such an independent person.

"do not know."

Zuikaku shook his head, but Javelin, who had just come ashore, heard Zhou He's words and came over to answer: "Commander, I just heard Hamman say that she didn't see Long Island this morning, so she was probably worried about Long Island and went to check on her."

"Hmm? I see."

Upon hearing "Long Island," Zhou He instantly understood most of it. This person, who was like a dried-up creature at home, was probably too lazy to go out.

However, the room prepared here didn't have any entertainment facilities, and he didn't provide any snacks or anything like that. He had underestimated the homebody nature of people on Long Island, who could stay at home under such circumstances.

Before he transmigrated, he was a semi-homebody, but that was because his job involved typing on a keyboard. He personally preferred to go out and see new things, which would not only lift his spirits but also provide him with more material for writing.

Javelin raised her head. Compared to when they first met, she was no longer as nervous in front of Zhou He. Looking at Zhou He, who remained composed even after a slight pause, she felt impressed: she had heard from the other people in the port that Zhou He was very knowledgeable about their affairs.

And that's the truth. Just hearing the name of Long Island, Zhou He seemed to already know the reason, which shows that he is very familiar with the situation in Long Island. This is not a level that can be achieved through short-term study and preparation. It is the result of a lot of hard work and effort!

"what happened?"

Even Zhou He would feel shy being stared at by a cute girl. He reached out and touched his cheek, asking casually.

"Nothing~ I just think the commander is really cool."

With her hands behind her back, she stood on tiptoe and smiled adorably.

"—"

Zhou He felt his heart pounding involuntarily, and a smile crept onto his face: "Thank you, the javelin is cute too."

"Hehe, does the Commander really think so?"

Javelin blinked and asked playfully, while Zhou He, having recovered from the shock, nodded with certainty: "Yes."

"Well."

Javelin was taken aback by his serious expression. His fair face gradually flushed red. He stopped being mischievous, rubbed his hands together in front of him a few times, whispered "thank you," and then ran away quickly.

"Oh dear, Commander, you are truly sinful."

At this moment, Ruihe, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, laughed and teased Zhou He: "Be careful, or Hu De might ask you to have a long talk by candlelight."

"...Is this how the idiom is used?"

Zhou He knew that Ruihe was trying to put pressure on him, but he didn't feel any pressure from the way the idiom was used. Instead, he felt like Hu De had come to entrust him with the javelin.

"Huh? Did I use it wrong?"

Zuikaku tilted her head to ask her older sister, Shoukaku, who was propping her cheek up with one hand, looking slightly troubled. No matter how much Shoukaku tried to protect Zuikaku, she couldn't bring herself to nod and say, "You didn't use the wrong one."

My younger sister is more clumsy than I imagined.

"Commander, what about me? What about me?"

Compared to Zuikaku, Yuudachi was much cuter. She reached out and tugged at Zhou He's clothes, tilting her head up with a look that said, "Praise me!" Zhou He couldn't help but rub her cheeks with both hands and smiled brightly: "Yuudachi is the cutest."

Zhou He was completely charmed, while the two on the sea were on the verge of a fight. Although they were several miles apart, they were as if they were face to face, gambling on the possibility that Tosa would call her "older sister." The battleship Kaga, who could laugh wildly and suppress the aircraft carrier Kaga, now had a serious expression. While adjusting her position, she was also adjusting the main and secondary guns of her ship's equipment.

For battleships, a long-range bombardment is equivalent to a face-to-face gunfight. Transforming them into ship girls makes them smaller and their targets smaller, but the speed and firepower of their cannons remain unchanged. It's still a Western cowboy duel where strength and luck play a role.

Bang!