Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

It was just like the bomb that had fallen in front of him before. It would be better if it had exploded. It was just smoking and his heart was about to explode every time it jumped.

He felt that he didn't need to be killed by the bomb, just being scared would be enough.

"Investigation? Investigation of what?"

Veneto was stunned by the old man's question.

Isn't she a ship girl? She's not an investigator either.

"It seems that it is not the case, so I will let it go..."

The skinny old man touched his beard and patted his chest with some relief.

"Yeah! We need to investigate something!"

Who would have thought that Royal Ark suddenly spoke seriously.

He was so serious that his big eyes with purple pupils showing behind his side bangs were sparkling.

"Ah? Investigating what?"

The skinny old man paused patting his chest, the relieved expression on his face did not change, and he quickly sat forward.

"Investigate some...I can't say."

Royal Ark rolled his eyes and suddenly changed his tone.

The other party is just a group of ordinary old people, and they can't be of any help with the amnesia of the ship girl.

It’s better not to say anything, lest the matter gets out and becomes a big deal.

In the past few years since KanColle appeared in front of humans, people have already had a full impression of KanColle.

Not only is she kind like an angel, she also possesses many virtues.

Another thing is that KanColle won’t get sick.

No one has ever seen a ship girl get sick, as if these creatures were optimized by God.

So in this era, theologians will come up with many examples to illustrate that the ship girls were sent by gods to protect humanity.

However, this saying was still popular when Veneto lived.

"Could it be that……"

The skinny old man shuddered all over, then turned to look at the first old man who was talking to Veneto.

"No, no, we are just buying livestock. We need to purchase some live livestock. It's just a hobby. We want to raise some small animals."

Veneto quickly pushed the Royal Ark away and summoned an owl.

"What are you doing……"

The owl opened its mouth and snorted.

"you shut up."

Veneto frowned and shouted.

"Really? If you don't want to talk, then don't talk. Why are you so fierce?"

The owl was yelled at by Veneto, and it kept mumbling and silent.

"Look, old man, he is my... shut up... pet. I just want to keep some others. Go straight this way and turn left when you get to the end, right?"

Veneto stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction that the first old man in the distance had mentioned.

"Yes, over there."

The skinny old man nodded.

"Then we are leaving. I wish you a long life."

Veneto nodded to the old men and pulled the Royal Ark in the direction they had pointed.

"What are you doing? What's wrong?"

The Royal Ark was a little confused and didn't know what Veneto was doing.

"Really, you can't see... Well, you can't see, there are not many ship girls who can see."

Veneto pursed his lips, thinking that the Royal Ark should have some understanding of humans after being in human society for several years.

Unexpectedly, she was overthinking it. A simple creature like a ship girl, even if she could use some tricks occasionally, was still too simple for a creature like humans who became the overlord of the earth by relying on their tricks.

Those old men obviously thought they were strange people, so they had strong resistance and fear towards them.

I don't know what I misunderstood about them, but it's not a good thing.

Who will make up for it if these "long-lived" old men are frightened and become ill?

She, Veneto, will not stay in this city forever.

And expect this city to have the kind of volunteers that were only available in her time?

Don't be ridiculous. In this city on the brink of war, everyone is busy taking care of themselves.

Just like Veneto’s first thought after seeing these old men, these elderly people were abandoned by the world.

If someone had really been scared to death just now, then that person would have died.

I guess the guys who manage the city would applaud and say that there is one less person who has to worry about them.

"I see. They probably think we are here to expel them."

Veneto clapped his hands as he walked.

"But we are ship girls."

Ark Royal still couldn't figure it out.

"Yes, we are shipgirls, but we may not have shipgirls standing behind us. What if we are the shipgirls of the garrison here, and the garrison asks us to cooperate with the administrators here?"

Veneto asked the Royal Ark rhetorically.

"We are shipgirls and soldiers. Do we obey orders or disobey them?"

Veneto's rhetorical question silenced the Royal Ark.

It is true that she is a free ship girl, wandering around in the world.

But she didn't say that she didn't want to have her own tutelary fort and her own home.

But at the same time, once you have a family, you need to take on some responsibilities.

One of them is to obey the orders of the parent, that is, the admiral.

What if the admiral, under pressure from above, or in order to maintain the operation of the garrison, agreed to the local city manager to send ship girls to assist the management staff?

Do the managers want to expel these old men from the city?

In this chaotic world, some people will do anything just to survive.

NO.420 Market

If we look at it from a comprehensive, objective and dialectical perspective, we cannot simply blame those who do whatever it takes to survive.

After all, in this day and age, everyone wants to survive.

From the perspective of the oppressed, those who do whatever it takes are the bad guys.

But from the perspective of those who are unscrupulous, if they don't do so, they will eventually end up like the people they oppress, finding it difficult to survive in the vortex of the apocalypse.

When it comes to living, you can't rely on others, you can only rely on yourself.

Of course, Ark Royal would never agree with those people's ideas.

But she is just a ship girl, not a master of survival in the apocalypse, and she cannot save the poor people.

As a ship girl without a naval base, she couldn't even afford to eat.

However, when it comes to the naval base, the ship girls inside must obey the orders of the admiral.

But the admiral is a human being, and he also has flaws.

They simply don't have the same powerful military force as the KanColle.

Of course, it is impossible to completely maintain that pure kindness in this chaotic world.

In fact, the admirals of this era were much more cunning than the admirals in more peaceful times in later generations.

Because those who are less cunning have long been exploited to death by others.

And one of their responsibilities is to protect the ship girls in a non-violent way to prevent them from being fooled and exploited by some guy.

"Let's not argue with them so much. Let's just leave. If there's nothing else to do, they won't think of us as bad people anymore."

Veneto didn't understand how the naval base of this era operated, so she didn't know whether the naval base of this era would really send ship girls to help city managers do some not-so-good things as she thought.

But from the admiral's perspective, she felt that there was no perfect admiral evaluation system in this era.

What if a villain really appears and hides himself well, the ship girls cannot recognize him?

It's normal for those old men to look at them with that kind of expression.

Or maybe those old men don’t know whether there will be an admiral who would send his own ship girl to do these things.

After all, they are just ordinary people, so it is normal that they don’t understand ship girls and admirals.

KanColle are girls with very strong martial arts abilities. If they are used by those in power, they are simply the best weapons.

Use it to shoot at them - although it's a bit of a sledgehammer to kill a chicken - but the effect is absolutely great.

As you can imagine, parts were flying everywhere.

Other guys like them who are hanging around in the city and holding things back will immediately move out of the city.

The encumbrances in the city will disappear in an instant.

"Forget it, forget it, let's go buy some livestock."

Veneto shook his head.

Of course, she also felt that it was wrong to get rid of the burden.

But in this era, in addition to Saga, other similar cities also have this phenomenon.

There are not only hundreds or thousands of "old people" in a city, but also many young people.

Compared with young people who can create value for the city, the status of these elderly people is indeed a little behind.

Every time the deep sea attacks, a lot of human resources will be taken up in order to wait for these elderly people to reach the shelter, or to arrange people to rescue them to the shelter.

By then, no one will be able to shoulder the responsibility of sacrificing a group of young and strong laborers because of a group of people who can no longer create value.

This kind of thing is happening everywhere, and Veneto has no way to control it. Moreover, with her current status, she is in no position to do so.

This kind of thing is not something you can just "lend a hand when you see it".

She does have the ability to help the elderly people she sees, but if she does that, she and Fukami Yamato will probably die here.

"Uh... well."

Royal Ark was still immersed in the question that Veneto had just asked her.

She suddenly felt that joining the garrison was not a good thing.

Perhaps this kind of freedom has no disadvantages except that life is a little harder, less stable, and you cannot legally take care of the little destroyer.

Well, forget it, she should just find a tutelary fort to join.

In case some bastard admiral orders the cute little angel destroyers to do something bad, she can stand up and protect those destroyers.

Just like that, as the Royal Ark's emotions were fluctuating, sometimes wanting to join the garrison and sometimes not wanting to join the garrison, the group of four came to a strange door plaque.

This thing is probably just standing there casually, just a metal card with a sign on it.

In fact, this is normal. Even if the city has not experienced the ravages of the deep sea for a while, it is still on the edge of the front line.

The next second, the deep sea may come up and fire a few shots.

There is absolutely no need to erect a complete gatehouse as the entrance to the market.

Just hang a sign on the door frame to let people know what this place is for.

"It should be here."