I'm in the azure sky, and I have an anti-fraud app.

"How about we draw cards to decide?" Li Wei pulled a deck of cards from his pocket, spread them on the table, and smiled slightly. "Whoever draws the King can have a dress drawn for her; whoever draws the Queen can get a sketch. Fair and square, how about it?"

"Oh, great!" The ship girls immediately became interested and crowded around, eagerly eyeing the deck of cards. Even Raphael wanted to sneak in, but was quickly pushed away by the ship girls.

Veneto strolled forward leisurely, casually picked up a card, flipped it over, and his eyes lit up: "Commander, I drew the King!"

Marco Polo glanced at it, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said with a hint of smugness, "Commander, I drew Little King!"

Li Wei spread his hands, looked around at the ship girls, and shrugged, saying, "Everyone saw it. The draw was fair and just; no one cheated. Alright, Veneto, Marco Polo, you two come with me. Veneto, while you're at it, think about what kind of outfit you want."

Veneto blinked, tilted her head, and thought seriously for a moment: "Commander, I'd like to wear a cheongsam like Raphael's, is that okay?"

"of course can."

Li Wei smiled and agreed, his gaze sweeping over her. He casually patted her soft jelly-like body, causing Veneto to let out a soft "Ah!" and her face to flush slightly.

“How about I paint you all in red, something festive?” Li Wei said, picking up his paintbrush and gesturing for Veneto to stand in front of him.

“Of course~” Veneto nodded happily, stood there obediently with his hands behind his back, swaying slightly.

Li Wei smiled, picked up his paintbrush, and began to sketch on her smooth skin.

The pen tip lightly touched her shoulder, and Veneto couldn't help but shrink her neck, softly muttering, "Commander, it tickles~" Her tone was somewhat coquettish, which softened Li Wei's heart, but his hands did not stop moving.

"Don't move, it'll be done soon," he coaxed softly, his pen tracing the outline of a red cheongsam along her collarbone. Veneto stood there, looking down at the "clothes" slowly appearing on her body, her eyes sparkling, occasionally letting out soft "Wow~"s of amazement.

When he reached the waist, Li Wei deliberately slowed down, carefully depicting the folds of the cheongsam. Veneto seemed a little shy, her cheeks flushed, and she asked softly, "Commander, does this really look good?"

"Beautiful, absolutely beautiful." Li Wei praised her generously, then looked up and smiled at her. "You'll definitely be the most beautiful ship girl today in this cheongsam."

"Really?" Veneto smiled even more broadly, her voice as soft as melting syrup. She looked down and touched the painted cheongsam she was wearing, then ran out to show it off, eliciting a chorus of envious exclamations.

Next up was Marco Polo.

She stood tall and proud before Li Wei, exuding an imposing aura, her tone carrying an undeniable authority: "Commander, I've made up my mind. I want to draw a perspective that looks up at me, so that it can truly reflect my greatness."

Li Wei raised an eyebrow, looking at her smug expression, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Alright, then it'll be an upward-looking perspective, to satisfy your request."

He crouched down, lowered his head, and began to draw, his pen moving swiftly across the paper to sketch Marco Polo's figure. Although the drawing wasn't entirely lifelike due to technical limitations, Marco Polo's spirit leaped off the page.

Marco Polo crossed his arms, looked down at the commander squatting on the ground, and a sly smile appeared on his lips.

"Just hang in there a little longer, it'll be finished soon."

Marco Polo suddenly moved his foot, a mischievous glint in his eyes, and lightly stepped on Levi's face, his tone full of provocation: "Commander, doesn't this make you look more like a queen?"

"Tsk, you want to be a queen?"

"Hmm~"

"Let me see if you have the ability to be a queen."

Li Wei stood up, grabbed Marco Polo's wrist, and before she could react, pressed her down onto the chair next to her.

"Commander, what are you doing—" Marco Polo's words were cut short as Levi leaned down and covered her mouth. Her eyes widened, and she struggled, but found herself unable to break free.

"Didn't you like looking down on me?" Li Wei whispered in her ear, his tone teasing. "Now it's my turn to 'teach you a lesson'."

Chapter 457 Frederick the Great's New Year's Party

"Happy New Year~"

"Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year~"

Happy New Year! Happy New Year!

Li Wei had always felt exhausted by the various social interactions during the New Year.

Now, facing hundreds of ship girls, this fatigue was multiplied hundreds of times, causing Li Wei to burn out all his energy in just one morning—and that was only dealing with the face-to-face interactions, not even counting the constant message notifications from his communication devices since he turned off Do Not Disturb.

Fortunately, he had anticipated this.

A red envelope giveaway competition appeared on the web page, offering various material rewards and a chance to win the grand prize—a romantic evening with the Commander—a prize unique to the entire region.

All the ship girls went crazy.

"So... the final prize fell into Frederick's hands."

Frederick the Great stood before him, a smug and mocking smile playing on his lips.

The mature woman wore a form-fitting black dress that accentuated her stunning figure. Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and her deep eyes were slightly narrowed, as if she were examining a prize that belonged to her.

"Hmm." Frederick the Great chuckled, "Sister didn't use any tricks, you know? It was all just luck!"

"In other words, this is the bond between the older sister and the commander~"

Frederick the Great had made all the preparations: "Come, child, let's have a party!"

……

"This is the party you were talking about?"

"Of course, I, Frederick the Great, am a pragmatist. Let's just get rid of all these useless things from before."

Frederick the Great smiled and said, "Since we're all going to end up like this anyway, why not just begin?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Frederick the Great bent down without hesitation and knelt before him. Her fingers deftly unlocked the seals on the main cannon, her movements practiced and decisive, as if she were already used to being in control of everything.

Before Li Wei could react, she had already released his main cannon, lowered her head slightly, opened her lips painted with dark red lipstick, and began to taste the flavor from the muzzle of the main cannon.

"Um……"

Li Wei gently pressed Frederick the Great's head, feeling her smooth, long hair.

"How's it going? Are you satisfied?"

Frederick's tongue danced deftly around the muzzle of the main gun, with an almost provocative flair. Her dark hair fell onto his legs, swaying slightly with her movements, occasionally brushing against his skin and causing a subtle itch.

“Frederick the Great…” Li Wei gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse as he tried to remain calm.

"Call me sister."

Frederick the Great kept his head bowed: "If you call me 'sister,' I'll grant the commander all his requests~"

Li Wei yielded: "Sister Frederick..."

She raised her eyes and glanced at him through her long eyelashes, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes. Instead of stopping cleaning the muzzle of the main gun, she increased the pressure, as if to assert her dominance.

Li Wei gripped the sofa armrest, his knuckles turning white from the force.

After a moment, Frederick the Great finally released his mouth, slowly straightened up, wiped the trace of ammunition taste from the corner of his lips with his finger, and smiled even more deeply: "The commander's reaction is really cute."

Before Li Wei could catch his breath, she reached out and gently grasped the main gun, which was still in combat mode, and continued her previous aiming work.

Frederick the Great's palms were cool to the touch, a stark contrast to the scorching heat after the main cannon fire.

“Relax, child,” she said softly, with a hint of teasing in her voice, “your sister hasn’t had enough fun yet.”

The second bullet was also easily captured by Frederick the Great.

She sat down beside Li Wei, gracefully removed her high heels, and then lifted the jailer and gently placed him on the main cannon, which had already fired twice. Her arches were soft yet strong, and her toes glided nimbly.

"How is it, Commander?" She tilted her head, smiling at him. "Your skincare routine is pretty good, isn't it?"

Frederick the Great gave a mischievous smile, as if he were showing affection for the commander, a fleeting charm crossing his face: "If the commander is willing, I can satisfy the commander's shooting requirements in ten different ways."

Li Wei still had one last stubborn retort: ​​"Ten kinds... I don't believe it..."

"Hehe, since you don't believe me, then I'll have to teach you properly."

Frederick the Great began to rhythmically stomp his stern, sometimes clamping down and sometimes gently grinding down, with just the right amount of force.

Sweat dripped from Li Wei's forehead, and he could only grit his teeth.

However, Frederick the Great clearly did not intend to torture him for too long.

"Commander, this is the third round?"

"This is the fourth shot. Commander, let's count together and see if we can make ten in the end!"

"This is just the beginning, Commander. Your sister won't let you off so easily."

Before Li Wei could respond, Frederick the Great adjusted his position, and the core module slowly sank, taking the commander's main gun into its body.

"Commander, you are mine..." she said breathlessly, her voice carrying a hint of domineering, "On the first day of the new year, everything about the Commander can be given to my sister~"

Li Wei was completely overwhelmed by her imposing manner and could only passively follow her rhythm.

Frederick the Great paused to rest for a moment, a satisfied smile on his face. However, she clearly had no intention of ending it yet.

"Now we're starting the fifth shooting calibration!"

"How about choosing the cargo hold this time?"

"You... I don't believe you have any other ways..."

“Of course there are many more. As long as the commander desires, there are many ways,” Frederick the Great laughed. “For example… how about my cotton candy?”

The enormous marshmallow received the sixth round of gunfire. There wasn't a single spot on Frederick's body left unmarked by gunpowder.

Li Wei became competitive: "Is there any more?"

"Hmm~" Frederick the Great was equally unwilling to be outdone: "This eighth way, is it here?"

The mature woman used her arm to trap the main cannon from the commander, putting on a wonderful show for him, which reminded Li Wei of the famous song "The Night is Too Beautiful".

"There are still two more to go. Can't figure them out yet?"

"Of the two missing ones, does this count as one?"

Between the core compartment and the cargo hold, Frederick the Great obtained permission to fire the ninth type of ammunition.

"As for this tenth method..." Frederick the Great smiled indulgently, "I'll offer the Commander a method that's different from the norm—"

……

“Happy New Year, Commander,” she said softly, a hint of satisfaction in her voice. “Are you satisfied with the party?”

Li Wei leaned back weakly on the sofa and said with a wry smile, "I'm too satisfied... Sister."

Chapter 458 The Bad Kid Yi Bei's Self-Inflicted Suffering

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Yixian, Zhenhai, and I experienced the traditional folk customs of Donghuang.

Two ship girls, dressed in festive cheongsams, smiled and pressed him down on the bed, turning the soft bed into a gentle cage.

He tried to turn the tables and fight back, but the other Donghuang ship girls swarmed him, laughing and pinning him down again, rendering him unable to move.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, I went to the Cherry Blossom Country and had a heart-to-heart talk with Musashi in Shinano.

The two ship girls, with their distinct personalities, displayed an astonishing consistency, exhausting him with various poses until he was finally pinned down and unable to get off.

He gritted his teeth, wanting to fight back, but unfortunately, the other Sakura Empire ship girls surged in like a tide, continuing to trap him in place.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, the Eagle Union ship girls took over; on the fourth day, the Royal Navy ship girls took over; on the fifth day... for a whole week, Li Wei had an incredibly fulfilling time, as if he were overwhelmed by endless tenderness and enthusiasm.

It took him several days to catch his breath before he saw the lantern riddles prepared for the Lantern Festival already hanging in the port area.

You can't make such promises again.

too frightening.

Li Wei underestimated the vitality of the ship girls.

Even though Li Wei used a powerful weapon like mass hypnosis in an attempt to turn the tide, the relentless attacks of the ship girls were simply unstoppable.

……

In a place no one expected, Li Wei lay comfortably on a deck chair, enjoying a sunbath.

If you can find a ship girl who won't actively exploit you, it must be the Buli girls in front of you.

If there's anyone in the port who wouldn't actively exploit him, it's definitely the Brits. These special ship girls, who exist as maintenance workers, only have work and play on their minds and would never have any ulterior motives towards him.

They were busy producing ship equipment and arming ship girls, and had no time to pay him any attention. At this moment, several Brie were chasing and playing on the beach not far away, their silvery laughter drifting in the wind, adding a touch of life to the beach.

"Ah, sunshine." Li Wei stretched, feeling the warm sunlight on his skin.

"Ah, the sea." He listened to the gentle rhythm of the waves lapping against the shore, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Ah, the beach—" he was about to exclaim when he suddenly realized that his vision had darkened.

"Where did this shadow come from?" He opened his eyes wide and a familiar face appeared in his field of vision.