Azur Lane: Full-Time Commander

It just makes a perfect number of ten.

Oh my god, are you okay?

Feeling the signal from his waist, Lin Feng felt that his body was frantically warning him, as if he was going to die here if he didn't rest.

During the day he had the audacity to say that he wanted to teach Prince Eugen a lesson, but now looking at the situation, he should get some rest first.

Also, he was actually lying next to Guanghui when he sent the photo with the Awesome Communicator that afternoon. He just looked a little thin and exhausted at the time, so Guanghui didn't include it in the photo to protect the image of their commander...

"Master, it's time to eat."

At this time, the door was pushed open and Scylla walked in with a smile on her face, pushing a dining cart.

"Ah, it's Scylla."

Although he felt dizzy at the moment, the hunger in his stomach was real. He decided to eat something first. Lin Feng felt that he could swallow a pig in three bites!

Eat and drink enough and have a good rest for a night, then go find Eugen tomorrow!

"Huh? Scylla, did you bring some takeout from the cafeteria? It looks pretty good."

Scylla placed her hands on her lower abdomen, smiled and nodded, "Yes, Master. Miss Yixian heard that the Commander has been busy lately, so she specially stewed some tonic food."

As he spoke, Scylla opened the lid of the only soup bowl on the dining car. "Leek, oyster and kidney soup!"

Lin Feng: “…”

No, why is Yixian also going the dark cuisine route? Aren't these stir-fries better?

Moreover, the appearance of this soup is really not very good, it doesn’t seem like the work of Yixian.

Thinking of this, Scylla had already filled a bowl and handed it to Lin Feng's mouth with a spoon, saying with a smile: "Master, would you like to try it?"

Lin Feng looked at Scylla with suspicion, then, facing her expectant gaze, he suddenly said, "Did you make these yourself, Scylla?"

Scylla's little hands suddenly froze in place, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes, and a blush appeared on her face.

Most of these were made by Yixian, except for this pot of soup, which she made. Unexpectedly, the commander saw through it.

"Oh," Lin Feng waved his hand. "If you want me to try your cooking, just tell me directly. There's no need to beat around the bush. Your master isn't some monster."

As he said that, Lin Feng moved over and took a sip on his own initiative.

"Emm...it's a bit sweet. I think I've tasted this flavor a few times."

Master Lin gave his own evaluation, then his head tilted and he fainted.

"Master, master?"

After confirming that his commander had indeed fallen asleep, Scylla began to pack up. At this time, he quietly poked his head in from outside the house.

It was Yixian!

"Commander, have you tried it?"

Seeing that his commander had fallen asleep, Yixian became bolder and smiled at Scylla.

Scylla cleared the dishes on the dining cart and sighed helplessly, "Your cooking skills are still no match for Yixian. The commander can tell at a glance that this is mine."

"It's okay. I just need to learn a little more. Cooking is something that requires sudden enlightenment." Yixian took off her cheongsam and changed into pajamas. "So, according to the agreement, the commander belongs to me tonight?"

Scylla shook her head. "Not yet. Let the Master rest for a while. Tomorrow morning will be enough."

Yixian pondered for a moment, thinking that the Commander had been surrounded by a lot of people these days. He then nodded, "Okay, it's just one more night, and I can use the Commander as a pillow. This is a huge win."

Then the two smiled at each other, one pushed the food cart out, and the other took care of Lin Feng like a virtuous wife.

In fact, this wave of simple transactions was initiated by Yixian who found Scylla in the afternoon. Thanks to Jianwu's words and deeds and what happened in the port area in recent days, Yixian realized that taking the right path was too slow after all.

As a Donghuang native, how can the commander only have two Donghuang wedding ships, Jianwu and Liaoning? We must strengthen the Donghuang faction's influence in the port area!

It just so happened that Scylla had been learning cooking from her these days to make up for the only shortcoming of the royal maid.

Yixian simply found Scylla, took a bag of things from Jianwu, and exchanged this opportunity for the promise of teaching him cooking skills.

After leaving, Scylla took out a small notebook from his pocket and ticked the name behind Yixian at the top, indicating that the order had been completed.

Below Yixian, you can also see the names of some other ship girls, such as Atago, Arthas, Royal Oak, and even Dreadnought's name is on it.

This was a new business that Scylla discovered inspired by Yixian. The key business was considered a failure, and no one bought it except Marco Polo. However, Scylla's identity as the commander's exclusive maid was still the object of flattery for many ship girls.

Scylla just tentatively asked a few ship girls and got a lot of interest.

Even Unicorn sent a private message asking if she could be taken along. Scylla was so scared that she rejected the idea three times on the spot, forcing Unicorn to give up the idea.

Come on, kids, go play somewhere else.

On the other side, Marco Polo returned to his room humming a light-hearted ballad.

Today is not only a big step for her emotionally, but also a big step on her entire journey to gaining power.

Chapter 160 The Pope

Marco Polo turned on the bedroom light and was about to take a bath to relax when he found a statue in the room.

A statue that, though blurry, looks vaguely like a murex.

The statue is about 1.5 meters tall and its surface looks very rough, but if you look closely you will find faint blood-red stripes flowing underneath.

"What is this? Is this a gift from one of the shipgirls?"

Marco Polo was a little confused by the statue and subconsciously thought it was a gift from a ship girl when she arrived at the port.

At this moment, a faint calling voice came from the statue and reached Marco Polo's ears.

"I am... the god, Marco Polo. Do you wish to truly revitalize the Sardinian Empire?"

Marco Polo was surprised when he heard this. "This little thing even has its own voice assistant? So good? Could it be made by Akashi?"

statue:"......"

"Marco Polo, come here, do you want...power?"

"Huh?"

Marco Polo said, "If you say that, I won't be sleepy anymore." So she walked up to the statue, holding her chin with her right hand as if thinking.

"Is that what you said just now? You said you could give me power?"

"Yes, to this world, I am God! Just do as I say, and you will reach the pinnacle of power in this world!"

"God? You're crazy!"

Marco Polo lost interest as soon as he heard this. This kind of talk could only fool children. How could he want to deceive her, Marco Polo?

Huh, reaching the pinnacle of world power? Then where do you put my commander? My goal, Marco Polo, is to help the commander conquer the world and make him the uncrowned king, okay? As for me, it's enough for me to be second only to the commander.

"This little toy made by Akashi doesn't look very good. Why is it so weird?"

As he spoke, Marco Polo moved the statue to the living room and prepared to go back to Akashi to see if the voice system could be removed. After all, it was a kind gesture from the other person, and it would be too hurtful to just return it.

statue:"......"

In an unknown space somewhere, a pale woman with only blood-red stripes and white seaweed decorations on her body fell into deep thought.

Why did the development of this matter differ from what she expected?

Isn't it said that Marco Polo is most interested in power? She offered such tempting conditions, there is no reason why Marco Polo would not take the bait?

According to the original scientific research plan, she should use power to lure Marco Polo step by step, and then use the Sardinian Empire where Marco Polo is located as the center to try step by step to see if the unification of forces can be achieved only through communication and balance of power.

Although this scientific research plan doesn't sound very reasonable, it won't fail at the first step, right?

The woman fell into deep confusion.

At this moment, a call suddenly came in.

"Huh? You can still contact me even though I'm running here?" The woman was stunned, and then she suddenly realized that she had just used her own power to throw a statue out, and this wave was captured by someone.

As the communication was connected, a projection of a woman wearing a lace jellyfish hat and with her lower body wrapped in blue and white bulky clothing appeared in front of him. It was Tianpa Lansi!

"Finally I got through to you, Herophant." Tempalance breathed a sigh of relief. "The Dream Weaver asked me to contact you, saying there's something here that only you can solve."

Arbitrator Herophont V, codenamed the Pope on the Tarot card, is the first Arbitrator born, and his early project was codenamed Project: H. In the Primordial World, he was highly regarded by Osta, and once faced and conversed with X. He is the Arbitrator who knows X best within the Arbitration Organization.

"what?"

Although his scientific research plan was interrupted, Helophon was still very patient with the younger generation of the arbitration agency.

Afterwards, the relevant information about the source plant was projected in front of Helofen.

"The Dreamweaver said that if you don't return, Anticus will be on the verge of death."

Helophon: "Okay, okay, you guys already used this excuse decades ago. Let me take a look at this thing first. If necessary, I will go back."

After a moment, Herophant raised his head and smiled intriguingly: "The teacher has arrived?"

Tempalans: "......"

Didn't you bother with the source plant or ask the teacher if it had descended? Hajit, you bastard.

Even though he thought so, Tian Palans still nodded honestly: "Yes, this source plant was able to enter the experimental field because of the teacher's arrival."

"Okay then. Tell Ling that I'll send you the solution later."

"Okay then," Tempalans breathed a sigh of relief, then realized, "You're not going back?"

"Of course I have to go back. As the Pope of the Arbitration Authority, is it okay for me to report to the Supreme Leader of Anticus?"

Tempalance: "...as long as you are happy."

"Oh yeah, turn up the computing power of Laplace's demon to 5% for me later. I want it to be permanent. Just tell Ling that I want it."

Tempalance: "I understand."

As Tempalans's projection disappeared, Herophant once again turned his attention to the previous scientific research plan.

"Well, it's probably true that Marco Polo loves power, but what if this Marco Polo isn't wild, but has an owner? That would seem to explain the situation."

"That's right, that's what it should be. And the one who can subdue Marco Polo, teacher, hehehe!"

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On the other side, deep in the ocean, in the waters near White Eagle.

A space gate formed silently here, and a ship girl wearing a slit nun's uniform, holding a red rose, and with a round thorn cage behind her walked out of it and took a deep breath.

"Huh~, this place is really... huh? No smell of war? Not even any sacrifice?"

The ship girl was a little confused. All the experimental fields she had visited before were full of people fighting each other. Some people would even catch a yellow chicken and drive a suicide ship to drag you into the water when they were in a bad mood.

But this experimental site... is a little too peaceful.

Could it be that Anticus wasn't here? That wasn't right. From her position, she could even see the Siren mass-produced warships cruising nearby.

So the question is, what force keeps the ship girls and sirens here in a peaceful state?

At this moment, Helena META and Memphis META in the port area opened their eyes at the same time.

PS: Thanks to the weak and powerless Master Ye for his frequent updates. I will complete the three updates today.

Chapter 161 Cook

Inside the room, Helena META and Memphis META saw each other in the living room at the same time.

"A colleague is coming."

Helena META rubbed her brows with a headache: "I don't know who it is."

I thought I could spend some time on my honeymoon with the commander, but I didn't expect other colleagues to come here.

They could feel the momentum from the other side of the ocean from a long distance away.

If they were caught cheating, they would probably call someone over to hang them up and make them cosplay as sunny dolls.

Memphis META's face was filled with anxiety: "Then what should we do?"

"What should I do? Salad!"

Helena META spread her hands. Her structure was no different from that of the embers. She was confident that she could suppress most of the embers, but she was basically helpless against her colleagues at this moment.

Oh, except the woman in front of me.

"You can pray that this colleague was just passing by and didn't notice anything unusual, otherwise..."