The slightly weird commander's ship girl tour

"Thank you, Commander." Dafeng was pleasantly surprised. She happily took the clothes, put them on with a smile, and raised her arms to show them off. "Does it look good, Commander?"

Huang Chen was a little angry at first, but when he saw Dafeng's happy expression, his anger disappeared immediately.

"Dafeng is very beautiful."

He walked forward and gently held the girl in his arms.

Dafeng was stunned for a moment, then narrowed her eyes and rubbed his chest, "Commander's warmth."

Chapter 826 Where is the Commander going?

Hold it, hold it.

Huang Chen felt that he should have held back, but the fact was that he didn't.

But it’s not a big problem. As long as Dafeng doesn’t show off everywhere, there should be no problem.

An hour later, Huang Chen straightened his clothes and looked carefully in front of the mirror. After making sure that he didn't see anything strange, he turned back to the girl and said, "Did you hear me? Go straight home after you get out. Don't hang around anywhere else, and don't look for anyone else."

Dafeng nodded, wearing a loose dress, blinked, and said in a delicate voice, "I understand, Commander."

Huang Chen stared at the girl, was silent for a moment, and said in a serious tone, "Dafeng, please don't let me down."

Dafeng was startled, a hint of joy flashed across her face, or perhaps an emotion even happier than joy, and she nodded quickly, "I will definitely not be discovered by others."

After she finished speaking, she took on the task with a serious face and a calm demeanor, then tiptoed out of the room.

Huang Chen looked at the girl's furtive figure with an expressionless face, wondering if she was being a little too exaggerated.

But it’s not a big problem, as long as no one else finds out.

I walked to the balcony and looked down.

The sun was shining brightly and there were few people on the road. The lush branches grew wildly into the air, swaying gently in the breeze.

Dafeng's figure suddenly appeared under the big tree, then dived into the bushes nearby and headed towards the Sakura dormitory area.

I should give you one more reminder, like if you get caught, don't tell anyone that you just came to see me.

Huang Chen withdrew his gaze, sat on the sofa and read a book for a while. He estimated that Dafeng should be back to the dormitory area, so he went out too.

Although it is autumn, the midday sun is still a bit dazzling and scorching.

Huang Chen hid under the shade of a tree and walked towards the warehouse.

He visited some places on the north and southeast coasts of the island in the morning, and in the afternoon he planned to visit the west coast and other places.

But in fact, the place where the warehouse is located cannot be called the West Bank. To be precise, it should be the west side of the port area building complex.

The island is actually very large, and in the past, Shabai and the others only lived in the southeast corner.

The port area was later expanded, and many entertainment facilities were mainly built on the lawn on the north shore. Compared to the entire island, it still accounts for less than one-third of the area, and there is still a lot of room for improvement in the entire port area.

To walk from the office building to the warehouse, you have to pass through the royal dormitory area, which is actually the dormitory area on the island at the beginning.

There is almost no change inside, except that there is a more breath of life.

Huang Chen was confused for a moment before realizing that Shabai and the others had moved back from the castle, along with Guanghui and the maid team, which naturally made the dormitory area lively.

"Commander, how come you have time to come here?"

As we walked around a street corner, Hood was sitting in a small pavilion beside the house, holding a cup of tea, chuckling and waving over here.

Huang Chen stopped and walked over, "I was planning to go to the warehouse to take a look."

"So you're just passing by." Hood stood up, took a clean cup from the side, poured a cup of tea and handed it over. "It's not as good as the works of Belfast or Edinburgh, but Commander, you can give it a try."

Huang Chen happily took it, sat aside, took a sip, and said with a smile, "There are equally wonderful scenery along the way. Isn't there a saying that the focus of a journey is not the destination, but the scenery along the way?"

"Hmm?" Hood's blue eyes lit up slightly, and he seemed a little surprised. "It sounds like... the Commander has read a lot of books recently."

"What are you talking about?" Huang Chen was speechless.

The girl laughed cheerfully, "How long do you plan to stay to enjoy the scenery? I mean, do you want me to prepare some snacks?"

"No need, I just had dinner." Huang Chen waved his hand, noticed the book spread out in front of the girl, and asked, "Are you reading again?"

"Hmm." Hood nodded and pushed the book over. "Commander, would you like to take a look? This is a novel about the customs of Region Y, written by a ship girl."

"The author of Kancolle?" Huang Chen was quite surprised.

It’s not that there are so few Kancolle authors. In fact, it’s quite the opposite. Many Kancolle have a literary dream, but the problem is that there are very few Kancolle authors who write serious literature.

Because most of the ship girls have lively personalities and unconventional thinking, even literary girls like Hood prefer to read popular novels on weekdays.

Huang Chen was not talking nonsense. He had been to Hu De's study, which contained several bookcases filled with miscellaneous books, popular novels, joke collections, and the like.

However, what the girl was holding in her hand at this moment was a serious literary work.

"It's certainly rare, but it does exist. Take this writer, for example," Hu De chuckled. "In fact, she's written many similar works. Each story takes place in a different place, and the customs and habits described are also very different. Yet, they are all simple and profound. It's obvious that they were written after careful research."

Huang Chen took a sip of black tea and thought, "It sounds like he is not only a writer, but also a traveler."

"Commander, do you think she might be a sister from the port area?" Hood said jokingly, holding her cheek with one hand.

Huang Chen was stunned, a trace of embarrassment flashing across his face, but he immediately added, "That's a bold assumption. Otherwise, as a free ship girl, why would she need to run around the world?"

Hood was a little confused, "How did the commander know she was a free ship girl?"

"Uh..." Huang Chen was stunned and asked tentatively, "Is she a ship girl from the port area?"

"I don't know." Hood shook his head, a look of regret on his face. "Actually, I have similar thoughts to the Commander. After all, it is indeed possible."

"But the identity of this writer is a bit mysterious. Up to now, we only know that she is a shipgirl. We don't know the specific type of ship, whether she is a free shipgirl or a port shipgirl."

"Is that so..." Huang Chen touched his chin and felt the same way. If Hood knew this information, he would have contacted the other party long ago, right?

He wouldn't have waited until now for Huang Chen to discover it.

He drank the tea in the cup, chatted with the girl for a few more words, and then continued walking towards the warehouse.

After leaving the royal dormitory area, there is a small path that leads to the north bank, where there is a small sentry box.

Walking south leads to the docks and infrastructure area, where warehouses, power stations, etc. are located.

Huang Chen was walking slowly on the path, but suddenly heard a dripping sound behind him.

car?

Why are there cars on the small roads in the port area?

He stopped in confusion, walked to the side of the road, waited for a while, and saw a truck slowly approaching.

Galissonnier leaned out of the driver's seat and waved, "Commander, where are you going? Would you like me to give you a ride?"

Chapter 827 Like Sitting in a Coffin

Her long pink hair was tied into two ponytails and she had a bright smile on her face.

La Galissonnière tapped on the car window and asked again, "Where is the Commander going?"

"Ah, go to the warehouse, the one next to the power station."

Huang Chen finally reacted and answered, but he stared at the truck in confusion.

When did a truck appear in the port area?

He knew that there were motorcycles, bicycles, and even tricycles in the port area, but he didn't know when a truck appeared.

It was probably added when the port area was expanded.

He shook his head and thought no more.

Galissonnier laughed when he heard the answer. "That's perfect for us. We're going to that warehouse too. Commander, come up!"

"We?" Huang Chen asked in confusion, but saw a golden head suddenly pop out from the cargo frame of the truck and waved at him. It was Joan of Arc.

He immediately laughed and said, "Why are you sitting in the cargo box?"

"There are no seats in the front. Commander, you have to sit in the cargo box if you want to get on the bus." Joan of Arc smiled and then said with some dissatisfaction.

Huang Chen was stunned for a moment, then saw Galissonnier spread his hands and gestured to the side, "There's a problem with the co-pilot seat, no one can sit there."

Next to her, the passenger seat was in tatters. The good chair looked like it had experienced some inhumane torture and was in tatters.

"what happened?"

"It seems like something exploded on the passenger seat and then caught fire. Anyway, it's quite complicated... Hey, Commander, get in quickly." Galissonnier said a few words, then felt a little bored and urged him to get in the car.

Huang Chen's eyebrows twitched, but in the end he didn't ask what could have exploded on the passenger seat. He climbed up the ladder beside him and into the cargo box.

Joan of Arc was sitting inside. When she saw him coming up, she handed him a small stool.

“We are quite well prepared.”

Huang Chen sat next to the girl. Jeanne seemed a little embarrassed and whispered, "I'm sorry, Commander."

His face suddenly looked strange, after all, what he said didn't sound normal.

Galissonnier was in the driver's seat. He saw the commander climb in through the rearview mirror. He figured it was about time and said, "Alright, got it right. I'm going to start it."

"Start it."

Huang Chen said, and then he felt the truck slowly start to move, and inertia carried him to slide backwards. Fortunately, he quickly grabbed a bump on the side and was able to stabilize his body.

As the vehicle drove steadily, he gradually calmed down and sat on a small bench to look around.

"It always feels a little weird."

The cargo box was square and empty, with only him and Joan of Arc sitting inside.

Looking up, all I could see was the square sky and the branches that kept retreating as the truck moved forward, as if they had been put into a coffin in advance.

“But it still feels quite interesting.”

He smiled, then looked at the girl beside him and guessed, "Are you going to the warehouse to move furniture?"

Joan of Arc was stunned for a moment, then nodded. "Yes, Lord Richelieu has already decorated the new house. He also looked at the atlas this morning and decided on the furniture. Now Galissonnier and I are going to move the furniture out."

"Furniture." Huang Chen nodded, then smiled and said, "How do you feel about the island? Is there anything you're not used to?"

As soon as he finished speaking, before the girl could answer, he laughed to himself, "Sorry, you just got back."

Jeanne pursed her lips, her smile serene. "Commander, what are you doing in the warehouse? Are you moving furniture too?"

"As for me..." Huang Chen thought about it and suddenly felt confused. What exactly was the meaning of his behavior?

He stroked his chin and thought for a moment, "Am I going to inspect the work?"

"Inspecting the work?" Joan of Arc blinked, subconsciously doubting it. In her impression, the commander was not someone who worked so hard.

Huang Chen suddenly became dissatisfied. "What's with that expression on your face? Can't I just go and inspect the work?"

Jeanne blinked, not knowing what to say for a moment, and apologized with a pursed mouth, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I forgive you. I wasn't going there to inspect the work anyway." Huang Chen waved his hand, quite magnanimously.

Jeanne's expression was a little stiff. Why did it seem like the commander had become a different person as soon as he returned to the port?

"I'm just strolling around the harbor to familiarize myself with it," Huang Chen continued, his tone somehow adding a hint of regret. "They say the harbor is the commander's home, but I'm not even familiar with my own home. I'm really failing in this."

Jeanne pursed her lips and said, "The Commander has just returned. He will slowly get familiar with the place."

"In the future..." Huang Chen moved to the side and leaned against the wall of the cargo frame.

Just as he was about to say something, the truck suddenly shook, throwing him off the small stool and causing him to sit on the ground with a thud.

Joan of Arc was startled and hurried forward to help him up.

Galissonnier's voice came from the front. "Sorry, we just went over a speed bump. Is everyone okay?"

"Why are there speed bumps?" Huang Chen rubbed his forehead in disbelief. A truck appearing in the harbor area was fine, but why were there speed bumps? Were there any other cars in the harbor area?

"Because we're getting to the warehouse," Galissonnier said loudly.

Huang Chen was full of questions. Was there any necessary connection between arriving at the warehouse and the speed bumps on the ground?

However, before he could continue to wonder, the truck slowly stopped. Galissonnier jumped out, walked around, opened the door behind the cargo box, and said with a smile, "Commander, we're here."

Huang Chen stared at the girl's smiling face, and finally just waved his hand and walked away with Joan of Arc.

Warehouses, power stations, water purification equipment, in short, all the important infrastructure equipment on the island are located in this place.

The last time I came here was two months ago, and the port area had not yet begun to be rebuilt.