Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

"Don't... huh... I don't want to know..."

He panted and waved his hands to refuse.

"About one minute and twenty seconds."

However, it was of no use. Mingyu still told Wang Yuan's achievements with a smile as warm as the sun on his face.

Just kidding, her admiral asked her to say that.

Who is the admiral next to you? He has nothing to do with her.

Unless her own admiral told her not to say it, even if Wang Yuan tried his best, she would still tell the truth about how long it took Wang Yuan.

"Ah... That's bad..."

Wang Yuan wiped the sweat off his face, looking indignant.

"We are not soldiers. The focus is on the interview later."

Facing Wang Yuan alone, Veneto can't maintain his cool and aloof personality.

Although she still doesn't talk much, for fear of revealing something by saying too much or making mistakes, it's still a strange thing for her to be transformed from a man into a ship girl because of her death.

However, if Ouyang Lin was really there, Veneto would automatically become a background board and would not even dare to move.

He was afraid that a small subconscious movement would attract Ouyang Lin's attention.

But if he were to completely sever ties with Ouyang Lin, he would not feel at ease, whether it was based on their childhood friendship or the old man's despicable thoughts.

This kind of discomfort will probably continue for some time, even until I get the admiral certificate and am assigned to a garrison.

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It seems that because the interviews take a long time to complete one by one, they were scheduled on the second and third days.

Since there was nothing to do at the moment, the candidates returned to their respective residences to rest well.

This whole day of physical fitness test exhausted the candidates.

Although Veneto was not very tired, she found that if she wanted to sleep, she could fall asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

After playing games frequently in my previous life, it seems that my body has developed a habit of being unable to fall asleep early.

Perhaps this is part of the reason why she died of liver failure.

So Veneto, who had acquired new skills, returned to the hotel, washed up and fell asleep.

The next day, I arrived at the Admiral Academy feeling refreshed.

At this time, the room on the top floor of the examination building where the exam was held, which had been closed for a long time, was finally opened.

It was very spacious inside, with a chair in the middle of the room for the candidates to sit on.

The examiner sits opposite the candidate and has an extra table in front of him to make it easier for him to record the candidate's scores.

This time the interview will be conducted based on the long-distance running rankings.

Since the written test results have not yet been released, the order can only be temporarily determined by the long-distance running results.

Because long-distance running is the first assessment that has rankings besides the written test.

Of course, it is also an assessment that is easy to rank.

However, even if it is not a comprehensive score, it is not a random ranking.

The top 100 long-distance runners are the focus of investigation.

By queuing up first, the interviewer can also go to the interview with a better mental state.

If we filmed it later, we would see that the interviewers asked questions all day and judged the students' psychology all day.

Wouldn’t you be tired?

You will definitely get tired, and when you get tired you will make mistakes.

If you make a wrong judgment and fail to recruit a potential student into the school, you will be derelict in your duty.

It would be better to put the guys who are known to have more potential in the front.

Of course, if you are in the front, you will have more time to ask questions.

Interviewers can also get a more comprehensive understanding of the candidates.

So not long after Veneto arrived, the serial number plates started to be distributed.

But the speed of people entering is very slow.

Because Veneto's name was ranked first in the long-distance running category, it was her turn after just a few people were called.

She could only smile apologetically to the two male companions who came with her.

It’s not that I don’t want to be quick, but I don’t know what’s going on in the room. It takes more than ten minutes for anyone who goes in to come out.

Fortunately, there were only fifty classrooms at a time, and fifty people went to one each.

The speed can still be very fast.

For example, when you enter the room, the interviewer looks up and then says "go home and wait for notification"

That's it.

If this is the case, the speed will be greatly increased.

Even if there are tens of thousands of people, they will all be interviewed in a short while.

But it certainly won’t be that quick, we’ll have to at least chat for a while.

As the strongest academy in existence, it would be too superficial if the Admiral Academy could be dismissed with just a glance.

Veneto opened the door and saw a row of invigilators sitting in their seats.

I counted them and found there were ten of them.

At this moment, everyone turned their heads in unison and looked towards the door.

Veneto, who had been completely 're-engineered', was a little confused.

There are probably only about a hundred teachers in the entire Admiral Academy.

This examination room alone is one-tenth full.

Do other people still want to take the exam?

Or has the school discovered something?

"Gudong..."

Veneto swallowed.

What the hell is going on? Why does she feel like this room is an interrogation room?

She felt more and more guilty and exposed.

A beam of light shone down from the middle of the ceiling of the room, hitting the chair in the middle of the room, which was obviously for the examinees to sit on.

There was no light in the positions of the invigilators, and Veneto could only vaguely see the outlines of blurry human figures.

Of course, when you turn your head, you can tell where the neck is.

Otherwise, the black shadow would be blurred and it would be difficult to distinguish the head, hands and feet.

"Please take a seat."

I don’t know which one of the shadows spoke, but it was a pleasant female voice, with a sense of friendliness.

After hearing this voice, Veneto suddenly felt less nervous.

"Thank you, teacher."

After calming himself down, Veneto obediently sat under the spotlight.

This is the only place in the whole house where you can sit.

She decided to just give it up and call it a broken jar.

I am not a smart person and I can't deal with emergencies well.

Even the author himself is a silly guy and can't write any twisted plot twists.

It would be better to let the naive author write some stories without any abuse, and there would be no need to worry about the writing being ruined.

So when facing this group of teachers from the Admiral Academy, even if they knew something, Veneto decided to let things take their course.

Whether in her previous life or in this life, she never felt that one person could be against the entire human group.

Although it is disgusting when some people come out to put accusations on you and use moral blackmail, there is no point in struggling when armed resistance is absolutely ineffective.

Even if the ducks in the duck farm go on a hunger strike, it is useless as the breeders will still insert a tube into their mouths to feed them.

As a highly intelligent creature smarter than a duck, even a duck knows that it cannot resist and can only quack and endure it. Does she still want to risk her life to confront it head-on?

If there is a chance of winning, then the battle must be fought.

If there isn't even the slightest chance, it would be better to let the ship girls in your naval base go free.

She would rather not have them follow her and be oppressed under the 'banner of human justice'.

She never said that she was an admiral who fought seriously for humanity, otherwise how could she do something like dying from liver failure while playing games.

That's just because the food was too salty and you ate too much and felt bloated.

I hope Mr. Yuan’s spirit in heaven won’t be angry. She has reformed and become a new person.

Rest in peace, Mr. Yuan. May there be fragrance of rice in heaven!

Veneto prayed silently in his heart.

However, after the inner drama was over, the interviewers on the opposite side who were supposed to ask questions still did not ask any questions.

Veneto felt even more uncertain.

The whole house was immersed in silence, and you could hear a pin drop.

However, Veneto's keen ears suddenly picked up the sound of "da da da".

The sound is a bit like the sound effect when typing on a mobile phone, but it is turned very, very low.

Eh? What should I do if the examiners are talking on their cell phones?

Forget it, let's just wait and see. No matter how hard she tries, she is not a worm in the stomachs of those ten guys hiding in the shadows.

"Is Vittorio Veneto your full name?"

Suddenly, someone asked a very awkward question.

"Yes!"

Veneto also very abruptly gave himself a protective color.

It is difficult for her to say what she wants to say to what person she meets, and she cannot put on many different masks.

But she can still be cool to strangers, natural to familiar people, and cute to elders.

I can't tell many personality masks apart, but I can still tell only two or three.

And as long as it wasn't an instant and seamless switch, it would be fine for her.

"Excuse me, Veneto-san. Are Renown and Veneto your shipgirls?"

The second awkward question was asked by an unknown interviewer.

Good man, Veneto just didn't believe it.

These simple things must be on the documents those guys put on their desks.

Why did she have to repeat something that she could clearly know by looking at the information?

Isn't saliva water? Isn't it also considered as consumption?

"Yes!"

With a smile on his face and his head slightly tilted, Veneto raised his voice and then held his tongue in his mouth, feeling as if he was chewing steamed bread crumbs without a full meal.

That kind of 'clip-like' sound came out of his mouth.

Shit, she was about to vomit.