Revisiting Azur Lane

"Since you are willing to cut it, Commander, then allow me to show off my ugliness."

Hermione looked at Zhou He and saw a hint of determination in his eyes. He didn't seem to be the kind of person who came over to rant after being disliked by others. So she put down the feather duster in her hand with a faint smile and led Zhou He to sit down next to an ordinary wooden bench: "Please wait a moment, I'll go get the tools."

Zhou He hummed, watched Hermione leave, then stood up and picked up a feather duster to sweep the wall in a serious manner. He felt the touch was very good, and took it to pat and sweep everywhere in the room - he had seen this thing when he was a child, but rarely saw it after growing up. He liked to play with this long stick-like object.

After playing for a few minutes, Zhou He heard footsteps outside the door. He put down his feather duster and picked up his notebook to read it seriously. When Hermione came to the door, he nodded slightly to her and sat back in his chair: "Thank you for your help."

"Managing the master's image is also part of a maid's job."

Hermione responded gently, placed the personal toolbox she brought over on the desk, opened it, and took out a pair of scissors and a comb. During this time, she noticed from the corner of her eye that the feather duster next to her seemed to have an extra layer of dust than when she put it down. She calmly touched the handle with her hand, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose slightly.

After a little tidying up, Hermione put a white apron on Zhou He, picked up the tools and comb and scissors, stood behind him, and gently stroked the top of Zhou He's head with her palm. The latter felt warm on his head and was a little uncomfortable: "Don't you need to wash it first?"

"Commander, you only need to make some minor repairs. There's no need to go through so much trouble."

Hermione has a gentle tone and may not be as good as others in other aspects, but she is still very confident in daily life and housework.

Zhou He didn't say much after hearing this. Before traveling through time, he had tried cutting hair at a roadside stall and his skills were almost the same.

Soon, Hermione began to remotely control Zhou He and cooperate with him in the surgery on his hair - the vision of the ship girl is far superior to that of humans, and a housekeeping specialist like Hermione also has an amazing control over precision. She was confident after just two simple rounds of combing. Zhou He only heard the decompression sound of scissors cutting his hair in his ears, and he immediately cooperated more.

Hermione said she was just doing a little repair, but in fact she circled around Zhou He for a long time, and spent more than ten minutes before nodding with satisfaction. She helped Zhou He clean up his neck and face, and the loose hair around his ears, and said, "It's done, Commander, please take a look."

Zhou He opened his eyes and took the small mirror handed to him by Hermione to look at himself. His skin was very fair and he was often teased by the girls he knew. The dark circles under his eyes from staying up late before the time travel were gone after he had a proper rest and work schedule here. Coupled with his neat haircut, although he could not be said to be good-looking enough to make a living, he was quite handsome, especially his eyes, which were very bright, like the finishing touch, giving him an indescribable temperament.

"Wow, I can hardly recognize myself. Hermione, your craftsmanship is really good."

Zhou He rubbed his chin with his fingers. It was the first time he felt that he looked so good in the daytime. He looked better than when he looked in the mirror after taking a shower and his brain was full of water.

"You're too kind. The commander is not bad, he's just not good at taking care of himself."

Hermione responded with a faint smile. She was also considered a veteran member who joined Zhou He right after the port was opened. At first, Zhou He was not confident and even had some inferiority complex. He kept all his strengths inward. Only when they really got to know him in depth did they discover his excellence.

In the subsequent continuous attacks and battles and in getting along with them, Zhou He gradually became more confident, relaxed, active, his temperament was sublimated, and he was more convincing and able to be followed. In simple terms, his charm value increased.

——Almost everyone in Hong Kong has a very good impression of Zhou He, so every time they catch Zhou He in private clothes, they will tease him. They will only be a little more restrained when he wears a military uniform.

"This way, I can rest assured."

After making sure that his image was not bad, but quite good, Zhou He's mood became very cheerful. He stood up, picked up the broom and helped clean the office under Hermione's puzzled gaze.

"Commander, are you planning to start construction?"

Hermione did not stop Zhou He, but assisted him. Since Zhou He became so active, he must take some action next. Considering the context, it can only be to recruit new members.

"Yes, we are going to start a tough battle next, and we need to increase the number of combatants."

Zhou He smoothed his hair over. It wasn't quite a buzz cut, but it was pretty close. He could still barely pick it up with his fingers.

"Then I will go inform Ms. Hood and the others."

Hermione's mind was very quick. Zhou He's construction was random in nature, so it would not be surprising to see any camp built. At least each camp had to have someone to act as a 'guide' so that the new members could quickly stabilize their thoughts and get on their feet.

"No need, Hermione, just stay with me. I'll take the new members to find them later."

Zhou He thought that there were only two of them and there was no need to make such a big fuss, so he stopped Hermione, turned around and sat at the desk, picked up the notebook, and divided and recorded the ship girls of all the camps in the port and marked their characteristics, so that he could pretend to do office work when new members joined.

Hermione also stopped what she was doing after hearing what Zhou He said. She stood quietly and obediently on Zhou He's left hand side, watching him mark the members of the port area. When he wrote down the members she was more familiar with, she subconsciously compared them with the ones she remembered.

Then she discovered that Zhou He's records of most people were very general, and only a few members, including her, were recorded in more detail and vividly - this was enough to show which people in the port area were closer to Zhou He and had a better relationship with him.

Although she didn't say anything, Hermione had a faint smile on her face. She was very happy that she could be in Zhou He's inner circle of interpersonal relationships.

"Um…"

Zhou He finished writing and noticed Hermione laughing. He couldn't help but cough lightly: "This is just a casual note, not the final text, so it will be a little crude."

"clear."

Hermione restrained her smile, stood up straight and entered the maid's work mode.

Seeing this, Zhou He also adjusted his state, opened the notepad and placed it in front of him, switched the system to the construction function bar and performed construction '2' times.

boom!

Zhou He heard two vague sounds of doors closing. He frowned and cast his eyes on the automatically closed office door. In less than ten seconds, the door handle was twisted from the outside, and the door was slowly pushed open... and then closed again.

"?"

Zhou He raised his eyebrows, wondering what was going on. Before he could think about it, there was a knock on the door. He immediately realized that at least one of the two new members was very polite, so he said, "Come in."

After the people outside got permission, the left and right doors were pushed open at the same time, and the tallest figure Zhou He had ever seen walked in. She even had to lower her head to enter the door. The other person who came in with her was at least 40 centimeters shorter than her and could only barely reach her chest.

"Hello."

The tall girl came in and waved at Zhou He with a smile. She was wearing a loose windbreaker which was mostly white with blue and gold cuffs, full of technological style. Under the windbreaker was an extremely exaggerated black one-piece stocking and a blue skirt that was hung on her body for some reason. The black stockings wrapped around her extremely hot figure. Her long blue hair, as bright as the Milky Way, fell from her shoulders. With every step she took, the sense of oppression on Zhou He increased. Fortunately, she did not approach the desk directly, otherwise Zhou He could only look up at the peak.

"Are you the new commander? Type VIIC submarine U96 is reporting in. Please give me your instructions."

However, the first person to talk to Zhou He was U96 who was following the tall girl. She was dressed simply, with a white-based Sukumizu with gold threads underneath her blue coat, and her beige hair was combed into two ponytails. She walked to the desk and tapped the table, staring at Zhou He with her golden eyes: "Warm reminder, please don't show your emotions too much, otherwise you will easily be mistaken for prey by the hunter."

"Indeed, thanks for the reminder, U96, welcome."

Zhou He shifted his gaze to U96 by blinking, and stood up and held out his hand to her: "There are not many members of Iron Blood in the port area at present, so you should follow Bismarck with U556 first."

Hearing the names of these two people, U96's eyes became focused. After a simple handshake with Zhou He, he took a half step back and bowed his head to him: "I understand."

"..."

After finishing the communication with U96, Zhou He turned his attention back to the tall woman in the middle of the room: "Hello, New Jersey."

"Hmm~ Is it finally my turn?"

New Jersey was not surprised when he was called out by name. Instead, he raised his hand and gently touched his chest. "As you can see, the largest and strongest battleship from White Eagle is right here. From today on, no matter how powerful the enemy is or how natural disasters occur, they will become stepping stones for the port to become bigger and stronger."

After saying that, she snapped her fingers and winked at Zhou He: "I wonder if the commander likes this kind of self-introduction?"

"like."

Zhou He spoke the truth as he looked at New Jersey, unable to hide his surprise. From the time New Jersey appeared until he crossed over, it was still one of the strongest battleships in the game, and its numerical value was also at the top level in the entire game.

According to his rule that the higher the basic value, the faster the growth, even if New Jersey joins the port area slower than others, it may not be unable to catch up with the first echelon of the port area!

"U96, New Jersey, you've arrived at the right time. Starting tomorrow, we will launch an attack on a Siren base. Before that, I will take you to familiarize yourself with the port area."

After taking a deep breath, Zhou He suppressed his mood of winning the lottery, added the two people's names to the notepad, walked out of the desk and waved to the two people. When passing by New Jersey, his heartbeat accelerated violently.

There's no reason, it's simply because New Jersey is too tall, a head taller than him. Not to mention the oppressive feeling of height, if he and New Jersey walk together like this, he can only see the majestic side peaks if he looks straight ahead, and he has to look up to see New Jersey's face.

Crying out for food is the case.

……

Under Zhou He's personal leadership, New Jersey and U96 successfully reunited with members of the same camp such as Yorktown Bismarck. Among them, New Jersey attracted almost everyone's attention with his height, which was unmatched among all others. He was like a giant in Lilliput.

"Wow, Commander, why did you call this big... New Jersey here?"

Xuefeng was 'underestimated' by Zhou He in the morning, but in the afternoon she saw New Jersey, who was many levels lower than her. She couldn't hold it anymore and found Zhou He, who was also having a hard time holding it.

"It's just a normal construction. In your words, it's scientific research?"

Zhou He spread his hands. He also wanted to know why New Jersey came. This person was just like Hu Teng at the beginning. He came unexpectedly.

Moreover, although both are color fighters, Hu Teng's figure is more in line with the image of a young girlfriend, while New Jersey's is that of a big sister. The gap is also exaggerated.

In the current port area, in terms of height, apart from the New Jersey which is nearly two meters tall, the Bismarck is the tallest, a little taller than Zhou He, about 175 meters. Then there are the Shuanghe, Yorktown, and Ark Royal, which are about 170 cm tall, similar to Zhou He, followed by the Cleveland, Ashigara, etc., which are cm tall, and below them are the light cruisers and destroyers which are just over meters tall.

"Tsk."

Xuefeng, who was at the bottom of the group in height, clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, and suddenly he kicked Zhou He lightly as if he had thought of something, saying angrily and seriously: "You can't treat me specially just because of my size."

"Don't worry, I'm famous for treating everyone equally."

Zhou He let out an "ah" and patted his chest to promise - Hermione, who was following him, subtly looked away and pretended not to hear.

The enthusiasm of new members to join came quickly and went away quickly. After everyone was familiar with each other, Zhou He asked Bismarck for his opinion. The latter hesitated for a moment and decided to use the Iron Blood Mansion, arrange U96 there, and everyone moved in.

As there was no White Eagle Base in New Jersey, Zhou He could only arrange her to live in the new dormitory. She chose to live on the third floor because of its wide view.

After the room was arranged, Zhou He then arranged unique clothes for New Jersey: he spent 3 home coins to buy her 24 sets of clothes, and repeatedly reminded her not to wear this black stocking outside again, worried that it would bring immeasurable bad influence to other people in the port area.

"what."

Coming down from the third floor, Zhou He tapped the back of his neck which was a little sore and couldn't help but sigh.

Now that New Jersey has arrived, he's already feeling uncomfortable. What will he do when a group of tall people like Haku, Shinano, Frederick the Great, etc. join the port area in the future? Otherwise, he can ask Akashi and Lingmin to make a ferry bicycle for him, and stand on that thing when he goes out to make up for the height difference?

'That's about it.'

After thinking about it, Zhou He slapped his face hard and put the height difference issue behind him - compared to this kind of thing, he should consider the next foreign war more.

With the addition of New Jersey, the invincible black dragon, the White Eagle camp has completely stabilized its morale and firepower. Perhaps they can send more of them out to carry out missions in the future.

"When attacking the Siren base, we will first test and consume its resources, and also collect the number of cubes and ship girls. Once we have a clear understanding of the situation, we can launch a general attack."

After leaving the new dormitory, he took a walk along the paved road, thinking about whether to attack together tomorrow, or let each camp attack separately, forcing the Siren to perform multi-line operations, using the numerical values ​​of Zuikaku and others to operate and see the observer's trump cards.

However, there is also a corresponding danger in acting separately, that is, the number of Sirens far exceeds the number of other ship girls. Currently, only the Sakura Empire's fleet can withstand the large number of Siren fleets. The other camps are still a little bit short of it and may be directly overwhelmed by the large number of Siren fleets.

Which one to choose?

After much consideration, Zhou He decided to split up his team to attack: he felt that the Siren base was tricky. Putting himself in their shoes, observers might think that their home was also tricky. After all, with the mobile killer Xuefeng, a single soldier could penetrate the Siren base and the mirror sea.

Thinking of this, Zhou He suddenly had an epiphany.

Yes, he is the one with the advantage now, and the one who should have a headache is the opponent!

Chapter 167 Transformation = Growth

"That guy just now looked very powerful."

Zhou He, who was walking back to the headquarters from the back door, was immediately addressed. Kaga pointed at something high up with interest, with a smile on his face: "Besides, that's a pretty famous battleship, right? Those two tomboys Cleveland and Montpelier were both scared, although Yorktown didn't seem to know it."

"Don't give people nicknames casually."

Zhou He complained unhappily. He tilted his head to glance at Tosa who was leaning against the wall and gave the simplest introduction: "She is one of the strongest battleships of the White Eagle. You can ask Shokaku and Zuikaku for the details. They should know more than me."

"That's what they said."

Kaga looked at Zhou He and said, "Didn't you two discuss this?"

"I haven't talked to them today. I'm sure I don't know much about New Jersey's situation, but the strength of the New Jersey sisters, although not to the level of Hood, was also world-famous in that era."

Seeing that he couldn't refuse, Zhou He could only spread his hands to the two of them and said, "Don't rush to grab the title of the strongest. I will launch an offensive against the Siren next. You should observe New Jersey on the battlefield with your own eyes first."

"Since the commander has said so, let's do this first."

After being defeated by Bismarck's salvo, Kaga was no longer so blindly confident. Now she was more curious about New Jersey. In her era, large ships and powerful guns had already begun to decline, and even she herself was converted into an aircraft carrier. She wanted to see what the strongest battleship of the post-era would look like.

"?"

Zhou He was actually not used to Kaga being so obedient. He looked at Kaga again and he was still the same. Was there no change of person?

"As the saying goes, knowing yourself and the enemy ensures victory in a hundred battles. Facing an unknown enemy, even I would not be so impatient."

The white-haired fox felt a little frightened by Zhou He's gaze, and could not help but snort, and gave a rather literary defense of himself.

"This is the most cultural episode. If you can truly apply these to real life combat, Amagi will definitely look at you with new eyes when they see you again."

Zhou He then smiled, patted Kaga's shoulder, nodded to Tosa, broke out from the encirclement of the two sisters, returned to the still quite lively living room, and vigorously promoted his newly built seaside shop, emphasizing that now is the early stage of development of the port area, and it is still possible to buy for free. When it gets on track in the future, if he wants to buy new clothes, he will have to exchange them with the "merits" obtained by defeating the Sirens.

"Merit points? Is the commander finally going to start improving the port regulations?"

When the ship girls were built, they inherited a lot of modern knowledge points, so they easily understood what Zhou He meant. Sitting on the sofa, Javelin next to Hood asked Zhou He in surprise.

"Yes, it's time to start making arrangements in this regard."

Zhou He nodded in response. According to his original intention, he naturally hoped that all resources in the port area would be provided to his own ship girls for free. However, such a large organization could not possibly have no rules at all. Even if he was just talking nonsense, he had to list a few rules to make his point.

"I have no objection, but please don't manage it too strictly."

The one who spoke was Zuikaku, who was massaging Shokaku's shoulders and was the first to express her opinion.

Zhou He didn't answer, but just looked at her with a mysterious smile, which made Zuikaku shrink his neck subconsciously: "Commander, please don't take advantage of this. Sister Xianghe and I really don't know the situation in New Jersey. The clearest memory we have is our experience of fighting against the White Eagle aircraft carrier. We are not responsible for the battleship."

"That's it."

Zhou He thought about it and it seemed to be true. In the Twin Crane era, the Sakura Empire was already at an absolute disadvantage in the war. They were already doing their best just fighting against aircraft carriers like Enterprise and Essex. How could they have the mind to pay attention to the intelligence of battleships?