Azur Lane: The Azure Life of the Tragic Admiral

"Although I know this is a bit presumptuous, but...eh? What did you say just now?"

"I said yes."

Yang Sikang said again with a smile, and this time King Kong was a little surprised.

"Do you mind?"

"Is there anything I should mind?"

Yang Sikang asked back, and King Kong was a little confused now.

She had prepared many arguments and thought about almost all the questions that Yang Sikang might ask, but Yang Sikang actually agreed directly and readily?

Chapter 346 Some Small Reminders

King Kong achieved his goal and left quickly, and Belfast said at the right time:

"You two know the limits of reputation and counterattack, so you don't have to worry, Master."

Yang Sikang put away his pensive expression and shook his head.

"I'm not worried that they will tell others, but this incident has reminded me of it."

"Belfast, do you remember when our fleet's strength increased the fastest?"

Belfast thought for a moment and replied:

"It was during the exercise with the Royal Fleet."

"Yes, when we exercise with the Royal Fleet, our fleet's strength improves the fastest. Many problems that are not easy to find during our own training can only be quickly exposed when there is a strong enough opponent."

"Discovering problems, solving them, and constantly improving during this period are the fundamentals for improving the overall strength of the fleet."

Yang Sikang sighed softly when he reached this point.

"But the Sakura Empire probably can't do similar exercises with us."

Yorktown and Bumblebee don't have a good relationship with Sakura Empire, especially Bumblebee.

Moreover, it is easy for the outcome of an exercise with the Sakura Empire's team to be problematic. Moreover, although he could not see the Sakura Empire's port area now, he remembered clearly that there were ship girls in the Sakura Empire who loved to take secret photos and act as reporters.

"How about we split into two teams and do the exercise?"

Belfast proposed:

"Ms. Bumblebee and Miss Yorktown are both shipgirls from our family. They have extensive practical experience with the White Eagle's previous combat styles. Perhaps we can work on this aspect."

Yang Sikang thought about it and felt that what Belfast said made sense.

Yorktown and Hornet are Yorktown-class and are also the main ship girls. Although they are now awakened as Essex-class, their own consciousness and previous experience are still retained.

What's more, the two Yorktown-class members are the predecessors of the Essex-class. If they are allowed to formulate the exercise plan, perhaps some different discoveries can be made.

"I'll tell them about this later. It just so happens that Bumblebee hasn't had time to say hello to her after she was awakened."

"Yes, Master."

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"You mean, he has almost recovered?"

In the office, Akagi asked Akashi in confusion.

Although she heard Akashi's report clearly, she still couldn't believe the content.

"Yes, his physical condition has recovered very well. Apart from his broken arm, his other injuries have almost fully recovered. He will be able to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"too fast."

Akagi said:

"According to your report at the time, his injuries require at least a month of recuperation, right? How many days have passed?"

Akagi looked at Akashi suspiciously and asked:

"Are you sure there was nothing wrong with your inspection?"

"No, there is nothing wrong meow! These are all the results obtained through machine inspection meow!"

Akagi frowned and thought for a moment:

"Go back."

"Yes!"

Akashi left in a hurry. Akagi looked at her back and sighed helplessly.

"He's good at everything, but his personality doesn't make him useful."

No longer thinking about Akashi, Akagi began to think about Yang Sikang's situation.

Under normal circumstances, he shouldn't have recovered so quickly to be discharged from the hospital. It was a foregone conclusion that the man was weird.

But she didn't know how Yang Sikang did it, and that was the problem.

It would be fine if it was because of some special characteristics of his own, but what if it was because he had some kind of medicine that could help people recover from injuries quickly?

Akagi couldn't help but think of a rumor from more than a year ago that a doctor in the White Eagle Port area had developed an experimental drug that could help people recover quickly, but because its efficacy and formula were all unknown, and it had not undergone any ingredient analysis or clinical trials, it was just a rumor.

"More than a year ago... If you count the time, he was indeed already the commander at that time. The doctor in the White Eagle Port District..."

Akagi pressed the button on the desk to open the communicator:

"Have Noshiro and Sakani of the Agano class come to see me when they return to the port."

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In the residence of Yang Sikang and others, Shen Yue was receiving guidance from Hermione.

She does make a lot of desserts, especially desserts from Sakura Empire.

But after coming to Yang Sikang, she has now become completely certain that her cooking skills are not good enough here at all!

Not to mention that Dafeng is exceptionally good at various dishes for some reason, and can also learn to make dim sum at an alarming speed.

Even though Javelin usually seems to be running around and playing, but when it comes to cooking, he seems to be a different person.

Seriousness is secondary. The most important thing is the cooking skills that made Shen Yue stare with eyes wide open.

I can’t learn it. I can’t learn it at all!

Although he is from Sakura Empire, the whole world has a unified understanding of the level of royal cuisine. However, whether it is the maids or other people, it seems that only those at the Essex level are not good at cooking.

Oh, and we have to add Sirius, the only member of the maids who is not good at cooking.

Now, because her own shop has been completely taken over by Akashi, who said that he would make arrangements for the future of the shop, Fuyue, who was not used to going out to play after school, suddenly has nothing to do.

It just so happened that Hermione was making cookies today, and after she tried to ask, Hermione readily agreed to teach her how to make cookies.

Each step was not particularly complicated. After all, Shenyue had some basic knowledge, and under Hermione's guidance, she quickly figured out the order.

And after understanding it, she also understood the problem.

"I see. Prepare all the materials in advance and do the pretreatment. When you need them, you can just pick them up and you won't forget what you need."

“Yes, it is important to prepare first and then deal with it later.

Once the ingredients are mixed together, the production process has a time limit, so other steps must be completed within the limited time, otherwise it will affect the flavor and whether the desired result can be obtained. "

Hermione took off her oven gloves with a smile, picked up a cookie that had been there for a while and handed it to Shen Yue's mouth.

“Also, remember to try the results of your own cooking when you are not familiar with the cooking process.”

Shen Yue blushed slightly and carefully took the cookie into her mouth.

Hot cookies just out of the oven are the best time to eat them, as they are both out of the heat of freshly baked but not yet cooled. The crispness and rich aroma reach their peak at this time, and the harmonious taste finally breaks apart in the mouth, easily turning into full sweetness.

"Really delicious."

"Haha, this is your own work, Miss Shenyue."

Hermione smiled gently and placed a small bag of cookies in Fuyue's palm.

File: Strange Diary ③Goodnight, Johnson

XX year XX month XX day

I don't know if this should be recorded in this diary, but after thinking it over I decided to record what I encountered.

Here, I need to reiterate my identity so that those who read this diary later will be clear about my identity.

My name is Atwood Johnson, and I am a liaison officer appointed by various countries to serve as a bridge of communication between the 'Port Area' and other countries.

I swear here that the words I am about to record here are absolutely true, all the contents are written by me and I have personally experienced them.

A year ago, a team of diplomats from a certain country visited the port area and stayed in the port area for two months.

During that time, I developed a crush on one of the women and tried to pursue her.

However, no one else responded to what I mentioned, not even the admiral.

I knew it was my personal matter, so I didn't take it seriously at the time.

However, just yesterday, when I happened to mention the visiting team from a year ago, I casually mentioned that woman, but I got a response that shocked me extremely.

They told me that the woman I was talking about did not exist in the diplomatic team a year ago!

Damn!

I, I don’t know how I should describe this process, but now I can be sure that no one except me remembers the existence of that woman, but I remember her appearance clearly, and I talked to her a lot at that time.

I'm sure this person existed and came to the port, but no one remembers it.

But I knew very well that the surveillance camera at the entrance of the port area must have had records of that time, but in the end we did not find the woman in the video at all.

No, to be more precise, they couldn't see it! They couldn't see the woman, even though she was right there in the video!

I saw the video footage of her and I communicating, and saw her standing at the door waiting.

But in the eyes of other people, the woman seemed to be completely absent from the video. They told me that I was just standing there and didn't talk to anyone at all. They said that at the time I pointed out, there was no one standing at the door waiting.

Damn it! Damn it!

I, I don't know... I don't know how all this happened, but now I think I should record it all.

I have tried to describe that woman to other people, but I can describe her but I can't draw her!

I, I know how to sketch! But, but I can't draw her... I, I can't do it... What's wrong with me?

I

[Several pages torn off]

dead

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I knew it, I knew it!

I knew I should have written that down! I should have written that down!

Someone tore up what I wrote, someone knew I was recording this!

No, I have to calm down, I've made a big mistake.

My name is Atwood Johnson, liaison officer between the port area and other countries.

No problem, no problem, I still remember it clearly.

XX year XX month XX day

My name is Atwood Johnson, liaison officer between the port area and other countries.

It has been six years since I last wrote in this diary. I cannot record everything that has happened in these six years here, and I don’t have the time now.

I discovered something secret. Maybe the people who sent me here didn't expect me to investigate in secret, but it was obvious that they had ignored my actions before, but now they have discovered me.

I know what they are working on, and I have told the people who should know.

I hope they can stay calm, but I can't imagine how the admiral would react if he knew about this.

Regardless, I will do my best to find out everything.

To hell with those bastards!