Azur Lane Mobile Front.

After a long absence, Rob finally returned to Donghuang.

Feeling incredibly relaxed in his small but cozy courtyard, Rob felt completely at ease.

However, it is foreseeable that there will be more and more ships in the port area, so the expansion of the port area must be started as soon as possible.

However, the day after Rob returned to the East, Mikasa Daisenbei came looking for him again.

Looking at the strangely smiling giant senbei across from him, Rob couldn't help but feel exhausted.

"I say, Ms. Mikasa, can't you just say what's on your mind in Sakura Empire?"

"Two months! You didn't tell me for two whole months, and you had to come all the way here to tell me?"

"Oh, Commander, there's a reason for all this!"

When asked about Rob's accusations, Da Xianbei waved his hand, indicating that he shouldn't take it to heart.

"Judging from the meeting's outcome, it seems that you'll be in charge of Sakura Empire from now on, right?"

After taking a couple of sips of tea, Daisenbei spoke to Rob meaningfully.

"Ah, that's right."

"So, buddy, did you know that the Sakura Empire doesn't have a commander position?"

"What's so difficult about that? People are adaptable; just set one up, and that's it."

"So, buddy, you're still too young."

Big Senbei, beaming with joy, winked at Rob.

For some reason, Rob felt that this big senbei seemed to be plotting against him.

"On the Sakura Empire's side, their warships are practically gods in the mortal world!"

"And you, young man, as a human being, do you think the people of Sakura Empire would accept your desire to stand above the gods?"

When Mikasa spoke, Robo was reminded of the Sakura Empire's bizarre ideas, and he couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

"So, Ms. Mikasa, what advice do you have for me?"

"So, buddy, you need a suitable identity~"

"What is your identity?"

Seeing the increasingly strange expression on Daisenbei's face, Rob felt that something was wrong.

"Ahem~ I wonder, are you married, young man?"

"Why are you asking this? I already have a Oathship Ship, it's Enterprise!"

Upon hearing this question, Rob became even more alert.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, it's not a big problem."

"Ahem~ That's how it is."

"As a mere human being, it would be quite difficult for you to directly take control of Sakura Empire."

"Therefore, you need to establish sufficient contact with the Sakura Empire's ships."

"and then?"

Rob looked at the giant senbei, and at that moment, he fully realized that something bad was about to happen.

"Therefore, please marry Lord Shinano!"

"Lady Shinano has absolutely never participated in any acts of war~ Moreover, she will probably be the next flagship of the Sakura Empire Combined Fleet."

Daisenbei clasped her hands together and winked at Rob.

A chill immediately rose from Rob's back.

Chapter 201: Busy Rob

When Mikasa said those words, Rob thought for a moment that Mikasa had come specifically to give him trouble.

Because today, it's the company's secretary ship's turn.

Coincidentally, today, the company was unusually punctual, with everyone arriving at work on time.

"Ahem, Ms. Mikasa, this joke isn't funny."

Sensing the cold gaze of his own Oathship, Rob quickly tried to salvage the situation.

"No, Commander, this is the best way to smoothly take over Sakura Empire in the short term."

"If you don't want to be with Lady Shinano, that's fine too. Musashi and the others are also available."

"However, Lord Musashi is still a criminal, and I'm afraid you wouldn't want that, young man?"

Whether she genuinely didn't understand Robo's meaning or was just pretending, Mikasa directly shifted the topic to the selection of a candidate.

"Hmm... If you really don't like it, then it will be more difficult to deal with Lord Yamato."

"After all, that person's status is rather special."

"Can't I just not choose any of them?!"

Rob is going crazy.

"You're not choosing any of them? Let me think... Commander... you wouldn't be... thinking of choosing Nagato, would you?"

"I'm telling you, this won't do, absolutely not!"

After thinking for a while, Mikasa immediately gave Rob a look that suggested he was trash, as if Rob was some heinous criminal.

As soon as Mikasa said that, not only the corporate staff, but even the head maid who was watching the show from behind Robo looked at him with a wary gaze.

After all, the Queen of the Royal Family was about the same size as Nagato.

After much effort, Rob finally convinced everyone present that he was at least a normal person.

As for the engagement with Shinano, Rob still refused outright.

Judging from Mikasa's expression, it seems she doesn't intend to give up. She just said that if Robodo goes to Sakura Empire, he will understand.

After seeing off Mikasa Daisenbei, and given Robo's firm stance, Miss Enterprise from the Oathship Ship generously gave Robo a kiss.

This action naturally earned him a round of teasing from the head maid who was watching the scene unfold.

Once no one disturbed him, Rob began to ponder in his office how he could control Sakura Empire.

Sitting in the chair, Rob began to try to recall how his five-star emperor in his previous life had actually operated.

"A declaration of humanity? That's useless. The ships here aren't really people."

"Controlling the economic lifeline, that's a good idea."

...

Considering the actual situation here, Rob did come up with some solutions.

The reason why humans can dominate the white eagles is because the economic lifeline of the white eagles is entirely in human hands.

Even if warships can dominate militarily, they still need to be paid to make a living.

Over time, humanity gradually gained control over the discourse surrounding the military.

Over time, this has created the most peculiar phenomenon among all factions in Azur Lane.

"However, we still need specialized personnel to handle this kind of matter..."

The method has been found, but Rob currently lacks the talent in this area.

...

"Belfa, where did you put the plans for my port expansion?"

Setting aside matters concerning the Sakura Empire for the time being, Robb prepared to take another look at his port area plans.

However, after searching the entire office, Rob couldn't find where he had put his planning document.

Left with no other choice, he had to seek help from Belfast.

The head maid effortlessly pulled out the carefully hidden planning document from Rob and placed it neatly in front of him.

"Master, these are the requirements submitted by the various ships that we collected earlier. Would you like to take a look?"

Robb took a stack of rather informal-looking documents from Belfast.

"Shoukaku and Zuikaku want a dojo? And they want their dorms to be built in the Sakura Empire style because they want to put kotatsu (heated tables) in the winter?"

"Baltimore wants a gym? And preferably with tennis and basketball courts too? No, she lives alone, who's going to play with her?"

"Ninghai wants a big kitchen? No problem, that's achievable."

"Haiqi and Yingrui want a place to practice dancing?"

"I want a public bathhouse in Harbin to get a scrub? What are all these things?!"

Looking at the various reasonable or outrageous requests from his ships, Robo gestured on the planning document while pondering how to meet them.

"Why do I feel like my little plot of land isn't even enough for my girls to squander?"

Just then, Ning Hai pushed open the door to Luo Bo's office.

"Commander, Sister Yixian and Sister Zhenhai said they need your help with the New Year's Eve dinner tonight."

Luo Bo looked up blankly, then turned the desk calendar over and looked at it carefully twice before finally confirming that he hadn't time-traveled again.

"Ninghai, are you sure Yixian and Zhenhai were talking about New Year's Eve dinner?"

"That's right, that's what they say!"

Ning Hai nodded solemnly, and then continued, "We just bought all the ingredients. Sister Yixian said it would be best to start preparing now."

"No, I have a question. The first month of the lunar calendar is over. Is it time to have the New Year's Eve dinner now?"

Rob listened, then glanced at the calendar in front of him again. Yes, that's right, it's already March.

"Yes. Sister Zhenhai said that the New Year's Eve dinner is a must, even if the timing is wrong, it must be made up for."

"Besides, Pinghai already knows, so if it's canceled, I won't bother comforting her!"

"Okay, I see."

As a well-known foodie in the port area, if Rob were to tell Pinghai that the New Year's Eve dinner was canceled, he would probably get a beating from Tongbei Quan or something.

After handing the plan to the head maid for safekeeping, Robo had no choice but to head to the kitchen to prepare the already late New Year's Eve dinner for everyone in the port area.

Meanwhile, across the ocean, the White Eagle...

Several ships have officially embarked on their journey to Donghuang.

Even though the relationship between the White Eagle and Robo isn't great right now, as a faction that constantly talks about freedom, the ships' own will cannot be particularly restricted.

Robb's "recruitment ad" posted by the former White Eagle ship finally had an effect.

"Hmph, boss, I didn't expect there would be anyone else who would worry about you."

Denver said, looking at a blue-haired ship's crew member next to him with a wicked grin.

Helena lowered her head shyly when Denver mentioned her, which caused a burst of laughter from the other ship beside her, who looked somewhat similar to Helena but was much more mature.

"Oh dear, that's why I can't feel at ease letting Helena go with us~"

"Sister St. Louis!"

After being teased, Helena finally couldn't hold back and threw a small tantrum at St. Louis.

However, combined with Helena's slightly timid face, she looked even cuter, so St. Louis smiled even more happily.

Chapter 202: The Belated New Year's Eve Dinner

The Donghuang Port area was exceptionally lively that night.

The already small restaurant was packed with people.

A large round table was laden with all sorts of delicacies. Regardless of whether they were in the Eastern style, Richelieu and Joan of Arc, upon learning of the situation, also tried their hand at cooking, adding a few iris-themed desserts to the New Year's Eve dinner.

However, the actions of the two Iris-class warships clearly displeased the head maid.

She was always in charge of making the snacks. After all, she was too embarrassed to serve royal dishes.

Although the timing was off, all the ships in the port area still took this New Year's Eve dinner quite seriously.

Those who had prepared new clothes changed into them.