Shipgirls and Salted Fish Commander, Port Survival Guide

When the information she painstakingly found turned out to be false, and she hadn't paid attention to the cooperation terms with the Maritime Safety Administration, she suffered a loss and had to face it alone.

Warspite saw more than once that his queen hid in a corner, secretly wiping away tears, but after wiping away her tears, she would stand up and become a resolute queen again, leading the fleet forward.

For so long, what has sustained Queen Elizabeth has been her belief—the belief in finding the Commander.

Now, her beliefs have dealt her a heavy blow.

"Dingling~"

Just as the war-weary man was agonizing over how to appease Queen Elizabeth, the flatbed on the ground made a sound and vibrated a few times.

"This voice, Your Majesty, is one of your special contacts. I remember you only set it as a special contact for the Commander. It's the Commander. The Commander has sent a message."

Upon hearing the sound, Warspite frowned at first, as this was not the usual voice used when the tablet sent notifications. However, Warspite quickly realized what it was and was startled by a golden figure before she could even finish her sentence.

Queen Elizabeth, who had been sobbing in the corner, suddenly rushed in front of him, dodged the tablet, and began to examine it closely.

"Hehehe, servant, servant him, he said some things, cough, humph, bad guy, big bad guy, actually said such things, such things, dancing together or something, um haha."

"War-weary, quick, open my wardrobe! While there's still time, I need to pick out a nice dress."

"Ah, Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Warspite looked at Queen Elizabeth, who was first teary-eyed, then blushing, and finally laughing heartily.

She couldn't help but worry. The change in less than a minute was too drastic. Had Her Majesty the Queen been cursed?

"You don't need to worry about that. Stop talking nonsense and go pick out clothes for me. Call Yingyong over. It'll be easier to pick clothes with one more person. Also, let her handle the things that need to be dealt with tomorrow. Yanzhan, you'll accompany me to the hot pot dinner later."

"Ah~"

"What do you mean 'ah'? Hurry up and go! Oh, and tell the Royal Maid Corps, no, all Royal members, whether they're little yellow chicks or ship girls, as long as they're not busy right now, to report to the Commander. Make sure the hot pot dinner is ready."

Those cleaning up the venue, please put in a little more effort. Everything else is secondary; the ballroom must be spotless.

"Yes!" Warspite reluctantly nodded in agreement, and took the tablet handed to him by Queen Elizabeth.

Originally, she wanted to see what message the commander had sent to Her Majesty the Queen. In the past ten minutes, Queen Elizabeth had changed quite a bit.

Unfortunately, as soon as I took the tablet, I was dumbfounded. There were countless cracks on the screen, and after a few attempts, it wouldn't turn on.

"Was it broken just now?" Warspite began to recall that after hanging up the phone, Queen Elizabeth, who was furious, started smashing things wildly. Everything in sight was smashed, and the tablet in her hand was the first thing she smashed.

As soon as the phone call ended, Queen Elizabeth slammed the tablet to the ground and ran off to vent her anger. I was so busy comforting the Queen about her war-weariness that I didn't even think to check on the tablet.

Now, the tablet is ruined, and the war-weary man is curious about Jing Su's remarks. He feels like a million little bugs are crawling inside him, and this is what it means to be itchy-hearted.

"Waaah, damn it! Commander, what did you say? How did you calm Her Majesty down so quickly? Ahh, I'm so curious, so concerned!" Warspite grabbed her hair and tugged at it a few times before leaving the room at Queen Elizabeth's urging.

Chapter 59

"Heave-ho, heave-ho~"

On the bustling grassland, everyone was full of fighting spirit.

Shortly after the message was sent to Queen Elizabeth, a large group of royal maids came running over with various equipment, followed by little yellow chicks carrying food.

The ingredients were readily available. When asked why they even had barbecue ingredients, Curaçao proudly replied, "Since we didn't know what our owner liked to eat, we prepared a portion of everything we could think of. Apart from barbecue ingredients, we prepared all sorts of things, whether they fly in the sky, crawl on the ground, or swim in the water, as long as they are edible."

Upon hearing this news, Jing Su was momentarily speechless. She simply gave a thumbs-up and praised, "You guys are really something, so amazing, you've thought of everything so thoroughly."

"It is an honor for our royal maid corps to serve our master." Curaçao bowed and turned to direct the scene.

Jing Su originally thought that if she started making it now, there might not be enough time. She would have to process the ingredients and supply them at the same time. If the ship girls ate quickly, she might have to prepare some intermission programs to delay the time.

Now, the most troublesome ingredients are readily available; all that's left is to plan the site and install the equipment.

Jing Su's plan is to first clear an open space, put in a temporary freezer to store ingredients, and let people take what they want. Then, around the freezer, a row of barbecue grills will be set up, charcoal will be added, and the barbecue can start immediately. This way, the time spent is the shortest.

When it comes to food, Jing Su always tries to be as quick as possible. This afternoon, he kept stopping and starting, busy buying food for Changchun, and didn't eat much himself. He's starving now.

"Commander, you're here! There's a big squid over there, it's so slippery, can I grill it for it later?" Jing Su, who was sitting in a rocking chair and deep in thought, was suddenly interrupted by a clear voice.

Looking up, I saw Changchun holding a large box, soaking wet, with an excited expression on his face.

"Changchun, where did you go to play? You're all soaked. You'd better change your clothes before we eat."

"Hehe, Firefly and I are catching fish over there. There's a huge reservoir with lots and lots of fish. It's so much fun! Commander, these are the fish I caught." With that, Changchun slammed the box on the ground, splashing water everywhere and wetting Jing Su's trousers.

"Wow, so many fish! Wait, why are they all rolling their eyes? Changchun, how did you catch these fish?" He got up and glanced at the box. Grass carp, common carp, and some other fish that Jing Su couldn't identify were floating peacefully in the water.

"Sister Firefly has a lantern that lights up. When you put it in the water, the fish float up on their own. Holding that lantern gives you a tingling, numbing sensation. It's so much fun!" Changchun described the scene with great enthusiasm.

"Uh~" Jing Su broke out in a cold sweat. "This kind of thing is fine for fish you raise yourself, but you can't do it outside."

"Oh~" Changchun drawled, then turned and ran, shouting, "Commander, I'll go catch some more fish. This box is for you, Commander. I want to eat the biggest one."

Watching Changchun disappear in a flash, Jing Su smiled wryly, not knowing what to say. Changchun was a ship girl, and many things that might seem problematic from a human perspective were actually irrelevant to a ship girl.

Regarding physical fitness, Jing Su had asked Bin Jiang, who replied that it varied from person to person. When the ship girls deployed their ship equipment, they were Valkyries on the battlefield, impervious to swords and spears, and immune to water and fire, possessing immense power.

However, when their ship equipment is not deployed, most ship girls are no different from ordinary people. They can get injured, feel pain, get hungry, and get sleepy. At most, their physical condition is much better because of their ship equipment.

However, this is not absolute. If the Mind Cube malfunctions, the ship girls can also get sick. In Binjiang's memory, there seems to be one ship girl in Sakura Empire who is very weak.

Jing Su knew that ship girls could get injured. Several ship girls in the game's story were seriously injured, the most classic example being the love-hate relationship between Bismarck and Aunt Hood.

For a long period in the story, Frederick the Great served as the acting head of the Ironbloods, and the royal monarch even secretly went to another world because of Hood's health.

Compared to the injuries in the storyline, in this dimension, the ship girls did not experience the mutual attacks and conflicts that occurred in the story. Their antagonism was only to lull the Maritime Bureau into a false sense of security. Therefore, Jing Su was more curious about the physical condition of the ship girls.

For example, if Bismarck hadn't been seriously injured, would she have been able to begin researching new ship equipment? In Unzen's storyline, she is a great sage of the Sakura Empire who becomes a ship girl after receiving ship equipment from Musashi. What kind of situation would that world be like?

However, Binjiang was not very familiar with the situation of the other factions, and since this was a highly confidential matter, it was even less likely that he would know. When he called to inquire, the reply he received was that it would be better to ask Jing Su in person after she arrived at their faction's base.

Jing Su is certain that the ship girls in this world are more harmonious and amicable than those in the main storyline. Take Hood as an example: Jing Su's Hood was not seriously injured by Bismarck's one-shot kill and is currently fighting on the front lines. She is an important representative of the Royal Navy stationed at the front. In fact, because of this identity, it is said that she has a good relationship with Bismarck in private.

"Commander, is it alright to leave this here?"

A gentle voice interrupted Jing Su's thoughts.

Looking up, Plymouth was standing in front of him, seemingly out of nowhere.

Following the direction Plymouth pointed, rows of neat barbecue grills were already set up, and the little yellow chickens were making final adjustments. The royal maids were setting out drinks. As members of the royal faction, even a barbecue had to be accompanied by high-quality red wine, exquisite fruit platters, and delicious snacks. The snacks prepared for afternoon tea could be put to good use now.

"That's fine." Jing Su nodded and exclaimed, "As expected of the Royal Maid Team, you are really efficient. You set up the venue so quickly. Of course, everyone doing their job is also an indispensable part. In short, everyone is great."

Haha, enough of this nonsense, let's get started and enjoy the food!

Because he had been dealing with the Maritime Bureau almost every day recently, and had also chatted with a few so-called family members during the day, he felt awkward listening to what Jing Su said at first, and quickly changed his tune, telling Plymouth to call everyone to get ready for dinner.

"Okay, I'll go right away. I'll make sure everyone knows the commander's orders immediately." With that, Plymouth unfolded its ship's rigging, loaded its cannons, and aimed at the sky, ready to fire.

"Wait!" Seeing Plymouth's appearance, Jing Su cursed himself for being foolish and hurriedly called out.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Commander? Is there a problem?" Hearing Jing Su's call, Plymouth waved her hand, and the main gun, which was poised to fire, gradually dissipated its terrifying momentum.

"Ahem, are you trying to fire a cannon at the sky?"

“Yes, considering that some ship girls might not have their communication equipment with them, this is the fastest way to get everyone out. Don’t worry, Commander, I’m aiming at the sky, and I’m only using blank rounds, so it won’t cause any damage.” Plymouth said earnestly with a smile and a focused gaze.

"There's no need for that. You can just use a communication device to shout. If someone doesn't know, just have those who do inform each other." If Changchun's method of slacking off earlier made Jing Su break out in a cold sweat, then Plymouth's actions scared Jing Su so much that his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Firing a shot into the sky could indeed summon all the ship girls in the shortest amount of time, and might even attract ship girls from other factions, but who knows what the consequences would be, especially since this is in the main city area.

For Plymouth, Jing Su is absolute and supreme. No matter the cost, as long as it makes Jing Su happy, it is not a cost, but something that should be paid.

Therefore, Jing Su's order is paramount and must be completed, at the fastest speed and in the most perfect manner.

Serving Jing Su, carrying out Jing Su's instructions, and making Jing Su happy were Plymouth's beliefs, and that's exactly what she did.

It was precisely because Plymouth valued Jing Su so much that he would often go too far when carrying out missions.

"The commander's mission must be accomplished with the utmost speed and effort," Plymouth said.

Therefore, if Jing Su wanted an apple, Plymouth would not hesitate to get it for him from the nearest fruit stand. As for payment? That would be dealt with after the apple was delivered to Jing Su. Any delay was unacceptable, and the time spent paying was also unacceptable.

If a mission reward is delivered in the form of a box, and Jing Su says she wants to open it, Plymouth will not hesitate to deploy her ship equipment and bombard the reward, because that's the fastest way to open it.

Destroy the data, just fire the cannons, because that's the fastest way. Jing Su wants to swim, so just fire the cannons, because in Plymouth's opinion, the pool has to be big enough for Jing Su to swim happily. The 600-square-meter pool in the Royal Base is too small; for a ship girl, it's just a bathtub. How can it be used for swimming?

If Jing Su doesn't have a chair to sit on while working on something, there's no need to bring one; that would be too slow. Just let Jing Su sit on my lap, and I'll be her chair. It comes with a soft cushion and an automatic massage function, which will definitely give Jing Su a relaxed and comfortable working environment.

However, the idea of ​​a human chair is one of the few things that Plymouth can come up with without being immediately stopped. Of course, she may not be able to beat other ship girls to it.

In short, for Plymouth, completing Jing Su's orders as quickly as possible is both an honor and the meaning of his existence.

This is why Jing Su stood under the tree in a daze for so long. Long before Chang Chun came to find him with a box of fish, Jing Su had already been lost in thought under the tree for quite some time.

It's not that Jing Su didn't want to help, it's just that she didn't dare to.

Upon learning that Jing Su needed a space to set up a barbecue grill, Plymouth immediately deployed its ship equipment and prepared to flatten a small hill not far away to use as the venue.

Jing Su had to coax him to stop, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to mention the planning at all, afraid that if he said a few more words, Plymouth would hear it and something magical would happen.

Fortunately, Curaçao was very good at setting up the scene. After Jing Su briefly explained her ideas to her, she patted her chest and promised to complete the task.

After stopping Plymouth from firing, Jing Su asked Curaçao with lingering fear if Plymouth usually did this.

The reply was: Miss Plymouth is actually a very normal person in daily life. Her thoughts and actions are very normal. She is capable and gentle. Everyone in the royal camp likes to be around Miss Plymouth. It is only when it comes to matters related to her master that Miss Plymouth becomes so extreme.

As for the tasks of moving ingredients and utensils, Jing Su's refusal to do them had nothing to do with Plymouth. Rather, it was because Curaçao sternly refused, saying: "What kind of logic is it to have the master doing chores while the maid is present? The master should just rest and enjoy the upcoming hot pot dinner. Leave the rest to us."

Jing Su wanted to say something more, but Curaçao said, "It is our royal maid corps' duty to share the master's burdens. Does the master want us to lose our former glory and the meaning of our existence?"

Curaçao has already said all that, what else can Jing Su do?

Of course, I should obey her.

So, Jing Su found a comfortable spot by herself, leaned against a big tree, and quietly watched the ship girls and little yellow chicks busy with their tasks.

'Is this what extravagant aristocratic life is like? How decadent!'

"Commander, you look very happy." People's moods are contagious. After announcing that the hot pot dinner was ready and everyone could come down and eat, Jing Su's relaxed and cheerful mood quickly infected Plymouth.

"Of course, with you all around, it's hard not to be happy," Jing Su said with a smile.

After those unexpected situations, Jing Su had a general idea of ​​how to deal with Plymouth—avoid saying anything that carries a commanding tone, or who knows what that girl might do.

However, these kinds of things are always hard to control. For example, just now Jing Su asked Plymouth to help notify the other ship girls to come down for dinner, and Plymouth's first reaction was to fire directly into the air, which scared him quite a bit.

As for correction, just look at Plymouth and you'll know it can't be corrected, and besides, why would we need to correct it?

Shouldn't we first reflect on our own problems when faced with something that's destined to be unchangeable?

Jing Su felt that Plymouth's personality was something she should try to control. After all, the thoughts of ship girls are different from those of humans. What she might find unacceptable was indeed insignificant to the ship girls.

True care is about mutual understanding, rather than imposing your own ideas on others.

"Hehehe, not bad, servant. You didn't keep me waiting for so long. I'm really looking forward to it!"

Chapter Sixty is alright, I'm still pretty big.

Turning her head, she saw two blonde, blue-eyed, petite girls slowly walking towards Jing Su. The one in the lead was wearing a strapless short dress, white stockings, and gray gloves that matched the dress, covering her entire arm. She wore a crown, and although her face was expressionless, the arrogance in her eyes and brows revealed the girl's unparalleled nobility.

If we had to point out a flaw, it would be that the off-shoulder mini-skirt already shows off her figure, and the girl was wearing a tight-fitting one, which exposed her figure completely.

Especially with Plymouth standing next to Jing Su, the stark contrast between the two caused Jing Su's gaze to involuntarily drift towards the bridges of both ships.

"How rude! Don't think that just because you're my husband you can be so disrespectful! You bastard, servant, you wretched man!" Jing Su's gaze was too direct, and the girl easily noticed what he was looking at. Instantly, the blonde girl, like a cat with its fur standing on end, raised her cane.

'Dong~'

It slammed hard onto Jing Su's forehead.

"hiss!"

Jing Su was hit so hard that she saw stars and felt dizzy. She staggered and fell backward.

"Commander, are you alright?" Upon seeing this, Plymouth immediately rushed forward and used her sturdy bridge to cushion Jing Su's fall.

"Uh, I'm fine." Feeling the softness behind her back, Jing Su's muddled mind quickly cleared, and she hurriedly got up. At this moment, Jing Su had only one thought in her mind.

'Wow, so big, so soft, so round~ I can feel those two hard parts, is she wearing nothing at all~'

Although Queen Elizabeth hit Jing Su, she held back. Jing Su was only startled by the sudden blow. Right now, he only felt a surge of heat rushing from his lower body to the top of his head, and he was truly confused.

"Humph~"

Seeing that Jing Su was alright, Queen Elizabeth turned her head and snorted, stopping her from rushing forward. She felt a pang of self-reproach. 'How could I have been so impulsive? I lost control and started hitting him. But seeing the servants doing this and that with Plymouth, my hand... I almost couldn't control the urge to smash someone!'

In the end, Queen Elizabeth did not take any further action. Firstly, Warspite had rushed over and was standing behind her, with others watching, making it less likely for her to act rashly. Secondly, Plymouth was supporting Jing Su, and if she were to make a move, she might be stopped.

Queen Elizabeth is undoubtedly the head of the royal family, but she cannot do whatever she wants. It depends on the occasion, specifically whether Jing Su is present and who is with her.

At this moment, Jing Su was not only present, but Plymouth was also by her side.