Shipgirls and Salted Fish Commander, Port Survival Guide

Of course, at a deeper level, Glorious was looking for helpers for himself.

'Commander, that's too fierce! I can't do it alone, ugh~'

Jing Su immediately looked at the mess on the ground, covered herself with the blanket, put her legs together, rubbed them a few times, and chuckled.

. . . . . .

Stepping out of the room, Jing Su followed Guang Hui's directions and headed in a certain direction.

The royal castle is large and luxurious, with paintings, potted plants, and sculptures of armored figures holding weapons everywhere.

Before setting off, Guanghui said that she was still a little tired and might take a nap, so there was no rush. Jingsu could just take the clothes to the room, so Jingsu didn't walk very fast.

He finally came to his senses.

'Has this been considered as being force-fed something?'

Something was wrong with me last night, nine out of ten things were wrong!

When I fought Binjiang for the first time, although my mind was also hazy, I still retained a sliver of clarity, at least knowing what I was doing.

At that time, both he and Binjiang were fighting for the first time, and they didn't know many techniques. Afterwards, Binjiang often teased him about it.

For a long time, Jing Su and Bin Jiang would find an empty room during the day and study together.

He learns during the day and immediately puts it into practice at night, behaving like a model student.

The effect was definitely good, but Yi Xian accidentally bumped into them, which made Yi Xian so angry that she would roll her eyes whenever she saw the two of them for a long time.

So, Jing Su thought about her condition last night but couldn't figure it out. She hadn't eaten anything during the day, and if there was any chance of her getting infected, it could only be when she was in the shopping street, but that didn't make sense either.

Moreover, it's very abnormal that I have no memory of it at all.

'But who could have done it? No, no, at this point, we should be more concerned about whether it has progressed to the point of resorting to drugging.'

Jing Su, realizing the gravity of the situation, broke out in a cold sweat.

Chapter Seventy: Let's Go to the Classroom Together

Just as Guanghui said, when Jingsu returned to the room with the clothes and breakfast, Guanghui was already covered with a blanket and fast asleep. Judging from his expression, he seemed to be having a wonderful dream.

Seeing that Guanghui was fast asleep, Jingsu did not disturb him. After putting down the clothes and breakfast, she quietly left the room.

Guanghui's whole scheme left Jing Su somewhat bewildered. He ended up with a wife while having hot pot—no, Guanghui was already his wife, his first wife.

It can be said that the biggest reason why Jing Su got into the game was because of Glorious. He really liked Glorious's artwork. For a long time, Jing Su played Silent Airline, but he was willing to spend time listening to Glorious's voice lines.

Gentle, noble, and considerate—that was the first impression Guanghui gave Jingsu.

Therefore, Jing Su didn't feel too much aversion to Guang Hui's actions; if she had to say, she felt more awkward than anything else.

It seems that the people who have taken over now have all gotten him drunk, or given him something else. In short, Jing Su was never in a sober state, and it all ended in a daze.

'Next time, it must be me who is sober and comes on my own initiative,' Jing Su secretly resolved.

"Good morning, Commander."

The cheerful voice interrupted Jing Su's thoughts.

"Javelin, good morning! Full of energy, that's great!" Upon closer inspection, the newcomer was a spirited girl in a sporty short skirt, holding a javelin – Javelin.

Javelin is a rare energetic girl in the Royal faction. She loves sports and is always lively and energetic, which makes people feel happy just watching her.

"Hehe, Commander, how did you sleep last night? Our Royal Navy's rooms are comfortable, aren't they?" Javelin brandished the javelin in his hand, making a very cool gesture.

"I guess I rested quite well," Jing Su said quietly, feeling her still weak legs.

"Yes, as long as the Commander is happy. Speaking of which, the Commander got up really early."

"Is it early?" I glanced at the clock on the wall; the hands pointed to 7:30. "Isn't this getting late?"

"Oh, really? At this time of day, many of the older women are still asleep. I only get up to go for a run because I enjoy exercising."

"So what time do you usually get up? I saw that there is breakfast in the restaurant, which means that some people must be up and doing things very early."

"Breakfast? It should be made by the little yellow chicks. Usually, when there are no missions, it's around eight o'clock. Maybe the older sisters in the Royal Maid Corps get up a little earlier."

Do you go to bed early at night?

"That's for sure, sleeping is the happiest thing in the world."

Is there a problem with this?

"No, there is no problem at all. In fact, it is a very good thing. Going to bed early and waking up early is good for your health. In the future, Javelin, please remember to maintain a good lifestyle unless it is an emergency."

"Mmm." Javelin nodded vigorously, but after nodding, an indescribable feeling welled up from the bottom of her heart.

"By the way, Javelin, what do you usually do on a daily basis?" Taking this opportunity, Jing Su planned to learn about the daily work of the royal family. She would probably be staying in this castle for a long time, so it was better to know some things as soon as possible.

Although I didn't talk much with Queen Elizabeth last night, I still learned some basic information about the Royal Navy. The Royal Navy, or most factions, adopts a rotation system, with some ship girls going out to sea and others staying at their bases, taking turns.

However, sorties are not all about fighting, and those who remain at their posts are not simply resting. Whether they fight or not depends on the activity of the Sirens. If the Sirens are very active, some of the ship girls remaining at their posts will be transferred to support the front lines.

For factions like the Royal Navy, which have close ties with the Maritime Bureau, the ship girls stationed at their bases are often involved in matters related to the Maritime Bureau.

A significant number of Royal Navy ship girls dislike contact with the Maritime Bureau, feeling that their motives for contacting them are impure. As a result, some ship girls choose to remain on the front lines and not participate in rotation.

"What do you usually do? I have to attend classes after nine o'clock. Most of the destroyers, when they are not on missions, also have to attend classes like me. As for the other older sisters, I'm not so sure. Several of them go out every day, leaving at noon and returning in the evening. The next day, a new batch goes out."

"Does this mean all destroyers need to learn it, or just the battleships and their ship girls?" Jing Su asked, seizing on the crucial information.

"We should take both. Our skills need to be practiced too. We can't level up without learning enough theoretical knowledge."

"I see." Jing Su nodded. In the game, the skill levels of ship girls are indeed improved by reading books, except for the skills of meta ship girls, which are improved by the number of battles.

After communicating, Jing Su gained a general understanding of the situation within the royal camp.

Actually, the reason he asked about the battleship girls' situation was to get a general idea of ​​how his girls were doing in this world.

Survival is something Jing Su never has to worry about. Regardless of whether the Maritime Bureau needs the ship girls to fight against the Sirens, even in peacetime, with terrifying power, she doesn't have to worry about food and clothing.

For ship girls, their appearance is extremely deceptive. Generally speaking, a ship girl's figure is related to her ship type; the larger the displacement, the better the figure. However, their mental abilities are not necessarily positively correlated.

There are quite a few ship girls with explosive figures but immature minds, and there are also many ship girls with petite figures but stable thinking, including several in the Royal Navy.

So when Javelin said she was going to class, Jing Su became very curious about the content of the class and who would be teaching it.

In the game, it seems that z23 taught him.

"Could you show me around the classroom?"

"Sure, but it's not even eight o'clock yet, the classroom doors aren't open. Commander, have you had breakfast? Let's go grab something to eat first, and we can go later." Hearing Jing Su's request, Javelin's eyes lit up. The two of them, alone together, inseparable, supporting each other—could this count as a date?

"Speaking of which, among the destroyers, are you the one who gets up the earliest?" Javelin's suggestion was reasonable, and Jing Su had no reason to refuse. Moreover, he also enjoyed spending time with this energetic girl, so he agreed. On the way to the kitchen, Jing Su casually started a conversation.

"It's not the earliest, sometimes Sister Jarvis gets up very early to clean, but today the earliest one should be Little Swan."

"Does Little Swan usually get up very late?"

"It's not quite finished, but she was woken up very early today to do her homework. Her Majesty the Queen suddenly gave her a ton of extra homework last night, and she has to hand it in during class today."

"Um!?"

Chapter 71 Servant, you're here!

"Little Swan doing homework? Do you guys even have homework?" Hearing Javelin's words, Jing Su got excited and was very curious about what the ship girls' homework was like.

"Of course we have homework! We've had it ever since Her Majesty the Queen visited the Eastern Empire's garrison. It's the most annoying invention in the world!" Javelin said angrily.

"Haha, this thing is meant to test your learning outcomes. The more you sweat in your daily lives, the less you bleed in battle, right? I still support assigning you homework," Jing Su laughed.

"Hey, Commander, aren't you on our side? How dare you betray us! You're so mean~" Javelin's cheeks puffed up in anger, making her incredibly cute.

"Haha, really? It's not a big problem. A certain amount of homework is necessary, but I really don't agree with too much. We study to live a better life. We don't need to study to change our destiny or anything like that, so there's no need to put the cart before the horse."

"Yes, yes, what the commander said makes sense." Javelin nodded, her eyes crinkling with a smile.

"By the way, what do you usually study? Maybe I can give you some pointers."

"What courses are you learning now? There are so many! I'm only in the basic stage right now, learning general foundation courses like calculus, complex analysis, and mathematical analysis. Commander, can you teach me these? All those letters, circles and rounds, there are so many of them, they're making my head spin. Why do a bunch of letters combined together turn into a number?" Javelin shook his head and put his hands in front of his eyes, mimicking round eyes.

"Calculus..." Jing Su had originally thought that Javelin might be taught some basic elementary concepts like addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, and that he might be able to put on a show. Little did he expect that he would be the clown himself.

"What are you going to do with all this stuff—no, this advanced mathematics? Are you going to take the postgraduate entrance exam?"

"Ah, what is the postgraduate entrance exam? Sister Guanghui said that what we're learning now is all very basic and theoretical content; we haven't even started practical classes yet." Javelin scratched his head, somewhat puzzled. Was there something wrong with these courses?

"The theory is indeed theory, but since the theory already covers these topics, what are you going to learn for practical application?"

"There's a lot to learn, it depends on the situation. Anyway, I feel like I can't finish it all, it's so much and so difficult. Commander, why don't you issue an order to cancel the course? It's so hard~" Javelin's face fell and she was extremely frustrated when she thought about the content of the practical course.

"Rather than canceling it, I'm thinking, with theoretical courses at this level, don't tell me you guys have to write a graduation thesis or something." Hearing Javelin's complaints, Jing Su was speechless. This is what you call basics? Isn't this something you only learn in university in my previous life? What are you ship girls learning this for?

"What's a thesis? I don't know, but we have graduation assessments." The javelin thrower exclaimed excitedly, "There are two assessments, one is a general assessment, and the other is a design based on the ship type."

For example, if I were a destroyer, the assessment would be relatively simple; I would just need to complete a sufficient number of expeditions.

The assessments for the public sector are really difficult; they're incredibly troublesome.

"Oh. Tell me about it."

"For example, the topic I'm researching now is: If you were separated from your main force during a battle and stranded on a desert island with no supplies, how would you contact your main force without any tools?"

"It sounds like they're researching self-rescue plans for emergency situations?"

"I guess so. The public assessments are mostly about finding extreme combat scenarios and then having us solve them. Sigh, I wish we had started school earlier. All the good projects were already done. The current projects are all so complicated." Javelin was on the verge of tears.

But Jing Su caught a hint of smugness in Javelin's eyes and chimed in, "So, my clever and adorable Javelin should already have its own ideas, right?"

"Hehe, that's for sure. The question asks how to contact the main force, so we just need to build a communication device." Javelin said smugly.

"Huh!?" Now it was Jing Su's turn to be dumbfounded. Recalling the question, stranded on a desert island with no supplies? In this situation, how about manually setting up a communication station? Javelin, why don't you just fly to the sky?

"Hey~ Commander, what's with that expression? Is there something wrong with my thinking? The question is how to contact the main force. Building a communication station can indeed solve the problem. As for how to build it, I don't know. We haven't had any practical training yet, so I don't know how."

"So your current research direction is to manually build a communication station, right?" Jing Su wiped away her cold sweat and asked blankly.

“Yes, yes, I asked Sister Jarvis, and she said that’s how she did it before. It seems like the practical class taught how to set up a liaison station.”

"Good luck!" Since Javelin said that, what could Jing Su do? Of course, she wished her well!

"Huh~ Commander, I see disapproval on your face. What's wrong? Is there a problem with my plan?" Javelin was displeased and pouted, complaining.

"No, at least I haven't found any problems yet."

"Yes, there is, but whatever, it's too early to think about it now. I haven't even started my practical lessons yet. If it really doesn't work out, I'll just pester Sister Curaçao."

"She'll know how to solve it?"

"No, Sister Curaçao is the examiner."

"Ah this~"

So even ship girls have "teacher, newbie, buddy"?

"Commander, we've arrived," Javelin suddenly shouted as she was thinking.

What appeared before Jing Su was a very large three-story building, with a large hall on the first and second floors and a cold storage on the third floor.

The restaurant was decorated very luxuriously, much more so than Jing Su had seen in the photos. The royal faction had its own obsession with decoration, or rather, each faction had its own obsession.

The Eastern Palace is ancient and simple, with small bridges, flowing water, and pavilions, making it pleasing to the eye. The Royal Palace, on the other hand, is extremely luxurious, which will shock people at first glance.

The breakfast that Jing Su had given to Guang Hui earlier was found in the restaurant inside the castle. The restaurant that Javelin brought Jing Su to was not a restaurant at all from the outside. From a distance, it looked like a castle or palace from a fairy tale.

As you approach the castle, what comes into view is a long, seemingly endless banquet, with plates of food constantly flowing by.

"Commander, come quick! It's a buffet today, there's lots of delicious food!" Before you knew it, Javelin had run to the buffet table, the plates she was holding piled high in the air, swaying precariously. To keep the plates from falling, Javelin kept her eyes on the plates in her hands, her body twisting and turning, full of energy and vitality.

"Servant, you're here."

Before Jing Su could say anything, a voice that sounded arrogant rang out.

Chapter 72 It's better not to say it out loud.

"Cooperation orders, material approval forms, entrustment application forms, what are all these things?"

"Hey, how do you use papaya milk? What is this?"

"Oh, that's... cough cough, it's just a health preservation secret. Anyway, your task today is to finish processing these documents. Hmph, you disappeared without a trace last night without a word. Don't you know how rude that is!"

Queen Elizabeth snatched a booklet-like document from Jing Su's hand, crossed her arms, and said angrily.