The High-Tech Commander of KanColle

Sure enough, the next moment a cup of tea with the right temperature and a faint aroma was placed next to Ren Anhe, along with a plate of... maltose and corn pancakes?

Ren Anhe looked up in surprise and found that it was not Belfast, but the smiling Scylla.

"It's Scylla... I thought it was Belfa, I forgot, now you are my personal maid."

"It's okay, the master is just not used to it yet. It will be fine once he gets used to it..." Scylla said with a smile.

But Scylla thought silently in his heart that in the future, he must train his master to be a commander who would subconsciously call Scylla as soon as he opened his mouth.

But Skoura still has a long way to go to climb over the mountain of Belfast.

"Today...this little snack is quite unique." Ren Anhe said, looking at the food on the plate.

Maltose. In the past, when you walked around the streets, you would see an old man riding a tattered bicycle with a loudspeaker that would play things like "Chen's Cough Pear, Loquat Juice, Maltose" over and over again.

I thought it was delicious when I was a kid, but now it tastes a bit greasy and sticky.

As for corn tortillas, they are corn kernels glued together with a little batter, spread in a pan and made into a pancake shape. After taking them out of the pan, sprinkle them with white sugar or put some salad dressing on them.

It is also a sweet treat that children love to eat.

"Miss Binjiang said that today we have to eat these."

Ren Anhe also remembered, yes, Binjiang said, not only do we have to eat these, but we also have to prepare a statue of the Kitchen God, and then smear something like honey on its mouth, meaning to send the Kitchen God to heaven to report on his work, and his mouth will be like it was smeared with honey and say good things.

Scylla continued, "This is my first time making something like this. I just followed the tutorial. I don't know if it suits your taste."

"Let me try it..." Ren Anhe said, "Hmm! It tastes very good, very sweet, very delicious, and not greasy. Your cooking skills are really good, Scylla."

Scylla was not obviously happy, she just chuckled reservedly: "As long as you like it, it's my honor."

"Egil, you should try it too." Ren Anhe thought that good things should be shared together, so he said.

Just as Egil was about to nod, Scylla placed an extra plate in front of Egil.

"I have prepared Miss Egil's as well."

Scylla said with a smile.

That dish belongs to the host, it was specially prepared with great care, and I can’t let anyone else eat it…

The port area and the office are doing their own things...

The offshore team also encountered the last wave of "leeks" before the Chinese New Year.

178. Small Business

On the sea, the "leek roots" that had just been cut were floating. The Yorktown team stood on the sea, feeling as comfortable as if they were strolling in the back garden.

"It's really easy to call it a day after we finish the work."

Bumblebee stretched, revealing her beautiful curves.

Harman said: "Humph, it's all thanks to York City sister. You were just paddling the whole time!"

Bumblebee was still smiling. "What's the big deal, my sister? It's all my credit. Besides, didn't you say that I was reborn, so I should start from scratch..."

"You can't expect a newbie who has just been born to deal damage, right?"

Bumblebee's face

It's unbelievable and seems very exaggerated.

Hamanman glared at Bumblebee without saying anything.

Tashkent said: "Can you please clean up the battlefield quickly? I want to go home after you finish cleaning."

York City also quickly stopped the two sisters and said, "Hurry up and do your work. We can talk about it after we get back. Everyone is busy in the port area today, and we can't be lazy."

Bumblebee and Harman could only say obediently: "I know, Sister York City."

Maybe it’s because this is the last wave of leeks before the Chinese New Year.

So the Siren side seemed very generous, and the mass-produced models they sent over were both delicious and nutritious.

Cleaning up the battlefield is also a bit tiring.

Bumblebee kept bending and standing up, then wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and shouted:

"No, I can't do it anymore. I'm so tired."

Harmanman wrinkled his cute little nose as he walked past Bumblebee and said:

"You're done with that? You're really a good-for-nothing..."

York City did not even turn around, still collecting supplies, and then said with a hint of reproach:

"Bumblebee, don't say such discouraging words. Besides, you haven't collected much supplies from just now until now, right?"

"Well..." Bumblebee couldn't refute.

"Tashkent, how are you doing?"

Haman ignored Bumblebee and asked, looking in the direction of Tashkent.

Tashkent rolled up his wide and thick sleeves and kept searching on the sea.

“There aren’t many things here in Tashkent.”

Tashkent said without turning his head.

"Really... Then let me take a look at the other side." Harman said.

Just as the four of them were searching for supplies in four directions, a cry of surprise suddenly came from Bumblebee.

York City and others immediately became alert:

"What happened? Bumblebee? Talk back!"

Yorktown waved his hand and a carrier-based plane flew over directly.

Bumblebee did quickly respond, "It's okay, it's a good thing, you all come and see!"

The ship girls also breathed a sigh of relief and approached with a little curiosity.

Harman snorted, "Really? You're going to scare us that much?"

Yorktown said with a smile: "Maybe there is something good, otherwise Bumblebee wouldn't be so surprised."

The ship girls came closer and found Bumblebee half-crouching on the sea, and seemed to be holding something in his arms, but because of the back blocking the view, they could not see clearly.

"Bumblebee, did you find something..."

Tashkent walked around to the front of Bumblebee, and then saw the scene in Bumblebee's arms. He was immediately shocked and speechless for a while.

Harman was a little confused about her friend's reaction, and followed Tashkent closely. As a result, the scene she saw stunned her.

"This……"

York City was a little confused. What was this scene?

This shouldn’t be the case. Hamanman and I have experienced many big scenes before. What kind of scene haven’t we seen?

So when York City saw everything in front of him, he was stunned.

What kind of scene have I not seen? I have never seen such a scene before.

A petite and exquisite ship girl lay quietly in Bumblebee's arms.

This is shipped.

If it was just normal shipment, it wouldn't have caused such a shocking result. The problem is...

The little girl's chubby face is very cute, with long silver hair floating on the sea. Her small body is wrapped in a white shirt and a black suspender skirt.

She was decorated with white stockings and round-toed black leather shoes, and on her head was a very familiar military cap.

Around her, there were several white eaglets that looked like they had just hatched, lying there quietly.

Overall, this is a little guy that looks very similar to Yorktown.

No wonder everyone was so surprised.

The people present shifted their gaze from the little guy to Yorktown, and then from Yorktown to the little guy.

"This is... Little York?" Bumblebee said hesitantly.

"It shouldn't be..." Hamanman also stuttered.

"Well, I don't think so..." Tashkent said based on his intuition.

"Hmm, this outfit doesn't look like my childhood look... In fact, it looks a bit like..."

Before Yorktown could finish his words, Bumblebee knew where this sense of déjà vu came from.

The military cap, the little eagle, and this inexplicably familiar color scheme of the clothes.

"Small, small business?!" Bumblebee's voice was a little high.

“Yes, small businesses.”

Yorktown clapped his hands and looked at the ship girl in front of him who was suspected to be from Small Enterprise, and his eyes softened.

So cute... Look at how peaceful it is when sleeping, so well behaved...

Just as Yorktown was thinking this, the little guy in Bumblebee's arms frowned, as if he had dreamed of something bad, and raised his leg and slapped Bumblebee's face.

Harman: “…”

Well done! You are indeed a small business!

Tashkent: “?”

York City: “…”

York City silently covered his face, wondering if he had just

I may have thought about it a little bit… But it doesn’t matter! Look, it’s so energetic, and the force of this kick is just right, which means this little guy is very healthy!

Yes, it is like that.

As for Bumblebee?

What? This little sister is not as cute as a small business.

"What should we do now?"

Bumblebee wordlessly put the kick back and asked.

"Take it back, this is our little guy from the port area."

York City looks at "small businesses" with an air of doting that can't be concealed at all.

Harman looked at this scene and felt a pang in his heart.

Oh no, is there someone coming to compete for my favor?

Bumblebee nodded, "Okay."

So, with Bumblebee and Tashkent at the rear and Harman leading the way, the group slowly and steadily moved towards the port area.

Yorktown also took the little guy from Bumblebee's arms. When he came into Yorktown's arms, the little guy seemed to look more stable, and even smacked his lips in satisfaction.

The slightly chubby cheeks were as tender as tofu, and the eyelashes above the eyes were like a small brush, brushing against York City's heart, making it a little itchy.

Such a lovely side made York City's heart melt a little.

On their way back, the little one's eyelids trembled slightly, and her hands and feet moved restlessly.

Yorktown suddenly slowed down. Is the little guy about to wake up?

Seeing Yorktown's speed drop sharply, everyone reacted and moved over.

Bumblebee thought about it and decided to send out all his patrol planes. Although the Siren are his family, he still has to be prepared for the worst.

Seeing Bumblebee like this, Harman also turned on his sonar radar.

One detects the surface of the water, and the other looks underwater.

The little guy felt like he had a very long dream and now he was gradually waking up. The dream didn’t seem to be clear anymore.

I feel as if I am in a warm and soft embrace... like the safest harbor, and it is so gentle that I can't help but feel dependent on it.

The sea breeze blowing gently across my skin and the sound of the waves in my ears both indicate that I am on the sea...

Have you been born?

She inherited some memories and some expectations in a daze.