Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

We were in the same school for a while and we saw each other every day.

Veneto and her ship girls have long been familiar with Wang Yuan and his two companions.

As a result, some people skipped grades and left, so of course it felt like there were fewer people.

Including the ship girls, half of the population migrated.

"In short, we should work hard. Even if we can't catch up, it's better than standing still."

Ouyang Lin made another summary.

This time, even the nonchalant Wang Yuan agreed.

She used to rely on her family background, thinking that as long as she followed the academic routine, she would graduate and get a job when the time came.

This is how her ancestors came from.

Now that Veneto had skipped a grade again and Wang Yuan saw with his own eyes that she had walked into the construction building to start construction, he realized that he had been slacking off.

She has a friend who is a role model, and her other friends have also started to work hard. It would be a bit boring if she is just slacking off.

...ovo...

Looking at the big chestnut in front of him, Veneto swallowed.

She also started to feel nervous.

Her thoughts went back and forth several times regarding the construction of this new life.

Now standing in front of the construction machine, I feel another emotion.

The construction machine looks like an opened chestnut, round and plump, with only the bottom edge appearing to be flat.

Construction has not started yet, and the entire machine is divided into upper and lower sides.

However, unlike chestnuts, it has no thorns, is not green, but a metallic silver-white, and does not have three seeds in the middle.

There is a half-person-high pole in front of the construction machine, with a rectangular panel on top.

There were a few words written in a simple arrangement on the panel.

They are oil, bullet, steel, aluminum, mind core and time.

Each word arranged vertically is followed by 0, indicating that there is nothing in the machine.

"Excuse me, Admiral Vittorio Veneto, how many resources do you need?"

At this time, a management ship girl came over and asked.

"Just... fill it all up!"

Veneto waved his little hand generously.

Although over the years, some people have already summarized some construction formulas, such as 520, 130, 680, 70, etc., but this time the Admiral Academy is supplying the resources, so there is no need to feel sorry for it.

Veneto then made a temporary decision not to use any metaphysical formulas and just provide full resources.

She was standing in front of the big chestnut and it was as if she was holding a chestnut.

No matter what happens in the end, she already has a tutelary fort at the bottom, so she has nothing to be afraid of.

If you are afraid of construction, what's the point of being an admiral? What's the point of betting on a useless ship

Others have nothing and have to start from scratch, so that's what they are afraid of.

She is a family-loving person who has nothing to lose. Why is she thinking about the consequences? Is she looking down on her family of ship girls?

"All... all?"

The management ship girl picked up the folder next to the console and was about to record Veneto's resource consumption on it, but was frightened by Veneto's "bold words".

It was also the first time that she had seen such a reckless Admiral.

But looking at the ship girls behind Veneto, each one more terrifying than the other, the kind of big ship girls who were completely black in her eyes with only their eyes glowing red, she swallowed and wrote 999, 999, 999, 999 on the folder board.

With these big-name ship girls backing him up, this admiral should have no problems.

She wouldn't start beating her head and crying after building a destroyer, right?

After completing the record, the ship girl removed the copy paper under the main text and went to the next construction machine to inquire about the amount of resources.

Veneto slapped his head, feeling a little regretful.

There are also rumors that if the resources are fully utilized, there is a high possibility of expulsion.

She has never tried it.

I used to be very frugal, but I didn’t have the chance to try it.

Now she felt that it was a bit shameful to waste resources.

Ambivalence is part of human nature.

NO.226 How about, together?

After a while, Veneto began to comfort himself again.

If you want to expel him, just expel him. There's nothing wrong with this little cutie.

"Admiral?"

Vittorio slapped Veneto on the back of the head.

"what?"

Veneto was stunned, raised his head and looked at Vittorio.

Then I realized that I had constrained my own thinking in an inexplicable way.

Scratching his hair, Veneto decided that was it.

There is no point in thinking too much, just do it first.

Instead of spending your time worrying, you might as well use your time studying.

Being in the 3rd grade doesn't mean you will graduate soon.

There is still a long way to go.

Most importantly, it seemed that the old principal was a little resistant to her skipping a grade.

In the old man's eyes, it seemed to represent Veneto as not being stable enough.

At this time, the old principal who was against Veneto was standing on the second floor of the building, scratching his head and looking at Veneto downstairs through the window.

In fact, it is said to be building a building, but in fact it is more like a factory.

But the Admiral's College is not a technical college for training technicians, so of course it would not call a factory building a factory building.

The construction machine is large enough to accommodate one person.

It's also very heavy, being made entirely of metal.

It is unwise to put such a thing above the second floor.

Therefore, the best option is to have a large enough flat area so that there is no need for a three-dimensional space.

Besides, the construction machine is like the production workshop of a factory. It invests resources and produces ship girls. There is nothing wrong with putting it in the factory.

"What can I do? This little girl is too powerful."

The white hair on Mu Yuzhuazhua's head seemed to be asking a question or asking himself.

"I don't know. You know her grades aren't in vain. She spends as much time in the library as the entire class."

Shinpachi Shimura sat on the sofa with a cup of tea, watching the old principal walking back and forth and pulling his hair.

As people age, their hair falls out faster, and hair follicles cannot regenerate, so when one dies, it's gone.

Gray hair also appears less in quantity.

Now you can even see the old principal's scalp, and he's still pulling it.

Shimura was worried that he would see a white-egg principal soon, who might become a couple with the black-egg principal of the Admiral Academy in Country U.

"Yeah, that's why I'm angry. If she doesn't study but still does well in the exam, then we can say she has a problem. But if she studies but doesn't do well in the exam, then it means she is biased and can only do some research. The problem is that she can still do research even if she does well in the exam. If we don't let her move up to the next grade, her grades are there, and if we move her up, we're afraid she won't be able to consolidate what she's learned."

Mu Yu said that it is not a big deal if poor students give people a headache, but what he fears most is that good students give people a headache.

I simply couldn't find where to start.

"What's there to worry about? Just let her go her own way."

Shimura took a sip of tea, looking nonchalant.

As far as he was concerned, the old principal's worries were totally unfounded.

The little girl has very solid knowledge in her head. How could she forget her previous knowledge just because she learns new things too quickly?

Instead of worrying about that, think about what you’re going to eat in the evening.

"no!"

Mu Yu suddenly patted the back of the sofa and then sat down on it.

"Why not?"

Shimura was stunned for a moment.

"You are such a loser. You didn't join the army after graduation. You don't understand that it not only values ​​ability but also seniority. Seniority is something you get through time, and seniority is something you get through connections."

"I had an outstanding student under my command. His graduation grades were good enough for him to get a colonel-level rank. But because of his lack of experience, he could only start from the rank of lieutenant like other quasi-admirals with average grades."

The old principal was unwilling to accept this, as in his opinion Veneto was very outstanding.

Moreover, for such a young child, it might not be the best choice if he joins the army at this moment.

If you follow the procedures and get excellent grades, it won't be a big problem even if you don't have any background. At most you will be promoted a few years later.

If you skip grades all the time, you may be suppressed and have no chance to skip grades in the future, or you may just have to endure it slowly.

Normally, there are only so many senior military officers in total.

Like Governor of the Pacific or something.

Only when one person steps down can one person take his place.

The soldiers below are too aggressive, and the officers above have no ability to move up further. Will they be worried that their positions will be taken away by the people below?

Human society is not a society of ship girls. Even if there is a threat from the deep sea, it will not be so pure. There will always be people who think differently from others.

Moreover, there is no guarantee that those who were in good mental condition when they first became admirals will gradually develop into ones with mental problems.

People always change, otherwise where do the admirals that the gendarmerie gets rid of every year come from?

Maybe when he first enters the Admiral Academy, the testing machines or the ship girls all think that this person is suitable to be an admiral, but after a few years or even decades, who knows.

Just like the outstanding student of the old principal, he was very powerful in his early years, and was promoted to major general. Then for some reason he became crazy and became a lazy person, staying at home playing games every day. He even died of liver disease caused by staying up late playing games.

What a pity.

But no one would have known that the guy would become like that.

He is just a former admiral and current principal. He cannot predict the future, but he can protect the present.

"No, I have to talk to her. It can't be too sharp. At least be tactful."

The old principal pretended to rush out of the office and started to talk to people from all walks of life.

"Okay, old man, can't you wait until she finishes building it? Give her some time. It's so important to her now... What's going on?"

Shinpachi Shimura was pulling the old principal's clothes and was halfway through his words when he saw a ship girl push the door and walk into the office.

Slightly embarrassed, he quickly let go of her hand and asked, trying to change the subject.

He manages the construction building part-time and this office is his.

"Um, Mr. Shimura, there is something a little strange about the material that the Quasi-Admiral wants."

The ship girl tried to keep her expression as blank as possible.

What happens when your boss stays in the office is your boss's problem.

"Veneto, isn't it?"

Shimura guessed the clue without even moving his eyes.