The time-based admiral of KanColle

But for some reason, the back door that used to be loose could not be opened at this moment.

As her rational heartstrings were completely broken, the waitress, who couldn't stop breathing and gasping for breath, suddenly fell against the door like a deflated balloon, and gradually collapsed.

Years of working night shifts, drinking and anxiety, plus sudden heart palpitations, led to a severe heart attack.

In an instant, the waitress who had collapsed on the spot fell stiffly to the ground, twitching from time to time.

But at this moment, as the werewolf monster stopped, Yaxu also suddenly jumped down from above.

"Hey! Um, are you okay?"

Seeing that the innocent waitress seemed to be about to die suddenly on the spot, Yaxu paused for a moment and naturally didn't care about the so-called movie. Instead, he hurried forward and squatted beside her, then put his hand on her forehead.

In an instant, as time went back, the waitress's originally pale face suddenly turned rosy.

After forcibly pulling the waitress back from the brink of death, Yaxu, with mixed feelings, had no intention of stopping.

After all, the other party's liver, lungs and heart organs seemed to be a little too old, and out of apology for involving an innocent person, he traced the other party's liver, heart and other organs back to the age of eighteen.

So not long after, the waitress who collapsed and fainted also gradually slowed down her breathing.

Just when Yaxu finished rescuing the waitress, the petite and beautiful Da Vinci suddenly poked her head out from behind the mechanical werewolf monster, and then muttered in a subtle tone while holding the remote control.

"Hmm... How should I put it? There is indeed a big gap between the visual effects in movies and reality."

Seeing that the so-called passers-by did not act according to the normal movie process, Da Vinci, with his blond twin ponytails, could not help but complain to himself for a while.

Then, as the space opened up, Southwest Wind and her friends came out holding various cameras and microphones.

"Oh no, we have to reshoot again."

"Really? Isn't there a human being with a big heart who can complete a set of emergency rescue procedures?"

While Pompey and other cute little ship girls were whispering to each other, Yaxu hurriedly took off the dull black mask, and then looked at the hero mask in his hand with a shameful look.

"Um, can you please not wear this weird mask and uniform?"

"What are you talking about, Commander? If a superhero doesn't wear a hood or mask, he can't be called a superhero."

Hearing Yaxu's embarrassment, Garibaldi, who had short gray-green hair, couldn't help but playfully patted Yaxu's butt from behind, and then reminded him playfully: "You know, we didn't ask you, Commander, to wear that kind of flashy hero tights, or wear your red underwear outside, which is already taking your feelings into consideration."

"is that so."

Looking at the Bolzano and other ships around them, each holding props from the crew, Yaxu sighed softly and then turned sideways to look at Pessagno and the others who were playing with a remote-controlled werewolf monster.

"Come to think of it, isn't it a little fake that I'm fighting this kind of thing?"

Looking at the mechanical werewolf monster specially made by Leonardo da Vinci in front of him, Ya Xu, who was in a delicate mood, couldn't resist the commander's shame, and took the initiative to find the Duke of Abruzzi who was wearing sunglasses and playing the role of director.

"Abruzzi, why don't we change to a real monster? Otherwise, I feel like I'm directing and acting in my own drama."

"Really, Commander, please think about those movie stars you saw in the cinema."

The Duke of Abruzzi looked at Yaxu, who was shy about everything, and couldn't help but raise his hand and rubbed Yaxu's chin in a serious manner.

"You know, they all have to dance and strike poses and speak lines in front of an empty green screen, and the subsequent effects are all added with special effects. Commander, at least you are shooting for real, so don't feel ashamed."

“But, but.”

Just when Yaxu couldn't help but sigh that he was indeed not the type of person who liked to be in the spotlight, Jiao Bedi and the others, who were licking lollipops and tactically playing the role of water delivery personnel, also came over with laughter.

"Hehe, what are you talking about, Commander... No, Space-Time Hacker! We're filming your origin story right now."

"That's right, Commander. In short, you have to act like a professional actor."

Ya Xu looked at Alfredo and the other Sardinian donuts who were teaching him how to act in an old-fashioned way, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. He just felt that his superhero name of Space-Time Hacker was too embarrassing.

Seeing this, Littorio, who was typing away on the script like a producer, also raised his tight Sardinian uniform, then tapped the back of Yaxu's head and taught him, "Remember, with great power comes great responsibility!"

“And that’s the idea of ​​your movie!”

"Wait, this sounds like a copycat of other superheroes!"

"Nonsense! Movies from other worlds have nothing to do with this!"

Having said that, Littorio, who seemed to be righteous, then boasted to Yaxu about his latest script in a narcissistic tone.

"And your Space-Time Hacker, Commander, is an anti-hero movie full of depth. It doesn't have a chirping heroine, but is a movie filled with violence, conspiracy, and grand scenes!"

With her cascading green hair and tall, royal figure, the confident and uninhibited Littorio put his arm around Yaxu's shoulders, and then began to describe the blueprint for future movies with Yaxu without any sense of incongruity.

“Not only that, coupled with the multiple narrative styles brought about by the time superpower, the suspenseful plot that travels between the past and the future can also push the narrative rhythm and charm of the entire film to a climax.”

"So, the next Oscar will go to you, Commander~?"

Seeing Littorio making empty promises to his commander, Roma, who was passing by tactically, interrupted with a blank expression: "Littorio, we don't have any Oscar here."

"No, then what award is there? By the way, can my name as producer Littorio be recorded in the film history of this world?"

Yaxu looked at Littorio, who seemed to want to be famous in this world, and didn't know how to complain for a moment.

"By the way, where did Veneto go to play?"

Suddenly realizing that a sheep flagship had also disappeared, Yaxu couldn't help but look at Roma with some concern.

After all, Veneto is not like Marco Polo, and everyone knows why Marco Polo disappeared.

While Yaxu was curious, Roma, with an expressionless face, silently pointed to the space gap hanging in the air in the distance.

So the next second, through the gap in the connecting space, Yaxu quickly saw Veneto lying on his side on the luxurious soft bed, his plump figure showing through the silk quilt, taking a nap with a natural look on his face.

Seeing this, Yaxu was stunned for a long time before asking tentatively.

"Um, Veneto? What are you doing?"

"Ah, can't you see?"

Facing her beloved husband's subtle question, Veneto tilted her head and slowly revealed a natural smile, then put her delicate index finger between her lips and said with a leisurely smile: "I am now a passionate female fan lying in bed waiting for the commander."

Vittorio, still slacking off!!!

Thinking that the commander was overcoming his chuunibhumi shame and working hard on his acting, while Veneto was lying here comfortably as a fan girl, Yaxu didn't know what to say for a moment.

As for Roma on the other side, they gave up on Veneto early on, and picked up Empire, who was so tired that he couldn't even carry a bench, with one hand, and then threw it to Veneto in the gap.

"Alright, hurry up and finish filming. Even the opening of a movie has taken so long."

Seeing that time was passing by bit by bit, Roma with her beautiful eyes furrowed had to hurriedly urge Da Vinci and the others.

And at the same time——

In the peaceful and tranquil port area, the ship girls who had been working hard all day began to rest one after another. Even the lively New Jersey, after staggering out from the iron prison, shrank back into her own nest.

But on the other side, in the cruiser dormitory of White Eagle, Reno, holding a bucket of fried chicken, was sitting in the home theater with a smile on his face, enjoying the latest superhero movie as usual.

Atlanta, who had just finished taking a shower, asked Reno curiously, "Strange, Reno, you haven't slept yet? Even Santiago has already gone to bed."

"Hehe, because I heard that the commander is going to make a superhero movie with his colleagues from the Sardinian Empire, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep."

Facing his elder sister's concern, Lino, who was sitting cross-legged, couldn't help but smile and opened the mechanical gloves in his hand, and then explained: "In this case, I plan to wait until the commander comes back."

"Really? Naruto, what movie are you watching?"

"Hehe, it's Spider-Man."

Just as Atlanta, full of sisterly demeanor, was preparing to go to the movies with Reno, a little yellow chicken suddenly came out of the cuckoo clock in the distance and started telling the time.

"Oh? Is it past midnight already?"

Seeing that the time on the clock had already passed midnight, Atlanta was slightly stunned and couldn't help but mutter softly: "I didn't expect that the commander's birthday celebration would be delayed for so long this time."

"Because more and more people are celebrating the commander's birthday as a holiday."

They were chatting with Atlanta about the topic of sister ships. Before Reno could pour Atlanta a Coke, a strange feeling of palpitations suddenly surged in his heart.

Then, the dark red moonlight seeped through the curtains on the left side of the room.

Atlanta and Reno were stunned for a moment by this outrageous scene, and naturally hurried to the window sill and looked up at the night sky outside.

But no one knew when it started, but the sky above the entire port area was covered by large white clouds, until the dark red moonlight continued to shine from above.

After a while, a holy light drove white wings, directly embracing a pure throne and soaring into the sky from a distance, until it hovered steadily in the sky.

And relying on the visual range ability of the ship girl, Atlanta and Reno soon noticed keenly that right above the throne, there was a wild Marco Polo sitting.

"So, Miss Marco Polo, has she... ascended to heaven?"

"Wait! Isn't this more wrong than complaining about this!?"

Chapter 1779: Stupid mortal ships~kneel down!

Late night in the port area——

Under the dark red moonlight, a ball of golden light hovered upright below the large white clouds.

Under the golden light, a gorgeous throne was suspended, with white wings wrapped around the base made of complex machinery, and an orange gem like a pupil was inlaid on the pure gold back of the chair.

And on this overly ostentatious papal throne, sat a familiar and not at all surprising figure.

That’s right! It’s her, it’s her, the ambitious Ms. Marco Polo who has always been on the road of rebellion and usurpation!

Faced with this exaggerated port scene, many of the port ship girls who came out in silk pajamas quickly fell into an indescribable subtle silence, and then sighed helplessly.

Wow~ How strange! Why don’t they find it strange at all? (Reading)

How should I put it? It seems that now no matter how outrageous something is, as long as it happens in their port area, it doesn't seem so outrageous anymore.

After realizing that the bottom line of shame in their port area seemed to have dropped too low recently, Essex and other White Eagle ship girls, who were in mixed feelings, took out the loudspeaker because they were the closest to them, intending to persuade Marco Polo to go back to sleep and wait for the commander to come.

However, Marco Polo, who had anticipated the extremely perfunctory reaction of the port ship girls, who seemed to have no concerns about what might happen, curled the corners of his lips imperceptibly.

Then the next second, a loud sound like the world's bell resounded throughout the port area.

"Good morning, you stupid mortal ships."

The blue waist-length hair set off an elegant color. The tall and slender Marco Polo was holding the Queen of Hearts' scepter in his hand, sitting in the high and mighty posture of a Pope, leaning leisurely on the Holy Throne.

The graceful grey Sardinian court robe wrapped around her exquisite body. Marco Polo, wrapped in dark grey tights and paired with red and black high heels tied with ribbons, immediately raised her charming legs in a dignified and noble manner.

Then, Marco Polo slightly raised his delicate face with attractive teardrop moles and suddenly expressed his opinion.

[I received the revelation from the God of Siren! And now I have stolen her power and become the strongest ship girl in history! ]

The exaggerated Holy Throne rolled his orange-gold gemstone eyes, and as Marco Polo's words fell, the entire night sky covered with large white clouds suddenly released a dazzling white light.

In an instant, the night in the port area... became bright.

When the deep twilight was completely dispelled by the endless white light, Marco Polo, with his forked tongue sticking out, waved his scepter without hesitation and said loudly: "So, who allowed you to look at the great Marco Polo like this?

"Foolish mortal ships, kneel down!!!"

Facing the thunderous sound that made them kneel down, the older sisters from the port district who were originally just watching the joke finally frowned in displeasure and began to show their so-called hostility.

As for ship girls like Shinano who were good at sleeping, after taking a drowsy look outside the bright window, they turned over, put on a cute yellow chicken eye mask, and continued to sleep as if nothing had happened.

"Although I don't know what happened, this can be taken down directly."

"Indeed, I think there is no need to inform the commander. Let's beat her up first."

Just when Alan Sumner and the others who came out in their pajamas were discussing whether or not to open fire on Marco Polo, Black Counterattack, wearing handsome sunglasses, appeared in the square of the White Eagle camp at some point.

"Hehe, you don't have to worry at all, because the real hero has already appeared."

In response to Hei Counterattack's confident remarks, a gap in space appeared right behind the Holy Throne in the sky the next second.

It's her! The invincible black business lady, facing this ultimate bad woman who intends to usurp the throne, finally has to rely on the serious and reliable ship to deal with it.

Just as Bremerton and the others couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, they saw the cold and dashing Black Enterprise riding on a huge Black Hawk and suddenly rushing out from the gap in space, approaching the still proud Marco Polo.

In an instant, a large number of densely packed space gaps emerged, but the strange thing was that none of those space gaps could get close to Marco Polo, but were blocked outside by a suddenly rising light curtain.

"Delayed transmission, do you think I am unprepared for you, troublesome Miss Black Enterprise?"

After realizing that the Black Enterprise wanted to use the gap to get close to her and then attack her pretty face directly, the calm Marco Polo then laughed wildly and raised his slender hand, causing a wall of light to emerge directly behind the Ascension Throne.

The grand wall of light flashed with a scorching white glow. In response to this sudden situation, the experienced Black Enterprise immediately took Black Hawk back at high speed in the next second and escaped into the space gap.

The next moment, dense laser beams fell like a never-ending rain.

Just as golden light rained down from nowhere in the port area, Black Enterprise reappeared again with Black Yorktown in pajamas and Black Kaohsiung in a wet kendo uniform.

"Just go straight at her and shoot her down!"

After truly realizing that Marco Polo had indeed gained unimaginable power, the black enterprise no longer stayed and planned to take some so-called tough measures, such as cutting off the opponent's hands and feet and shooting him down first.

Anyway, she can ask the Black Goddess to repair her afterwards, but before that, she must stop the riot of the Pineapple Boat as soon as possible!

"Black Kaohsiung!"