Azur Lane: The Azure Life of the Tragic Admiral

Cleveland had made a special trip to the cabin before. At that time, he thought this was the top of the mass-produced model so he didn't pay much attention to it. But this is Cleveland's hull, so why did she make a special trip to the cabin?

For the ship girl, controlling the hull was like controlling the ship's equipment. She didn't need to enter the cabin at all, and Cleveland stayed in it for quite a long time.

"She stored something in the cabin, so she didn't put me on the mass-produced model next to it because she wanted to protect that thing. She asked her to carry it herself, and I didn't see it before, so it must be a valuable item stored in her ship's space..."

The answer was already clear. Yang Sikang turned around and looked towards the cabin, but just as he took a step forward, he hesitated.

His theory has not been put into practice, so whether it will be successful is still unknown. But if he is not mistaken, the Rubik's Cube should be stored there.

Although I don’t know why Cleveland brought an extra Mind Cube, since he was not told, there must be a secret behind it.

His identity is very sensitive, and if he touches or even uses the Rubik's Cube without permission, it would probably cause serious problems.

The ship under his feet began to shake violently again, and this time Yang Sikang, who did not grab the railing, almost fell to the ground.

After barely maintaining balance and waiting for the ship to calm down, Yang Sikang strode towards the cabin without hesitation.

"At worst, I can go back to work illegally for the company! We can't let our savior sink like this!"

He didn't know if reinforcements were nearby, but he wasn't willing to take the chance. Whatever the reason for Cleveland's danger, he didn't want to sit and wait for it to happen.

"No... No, it won't. Calm down and think about it... Cleveland has been here for a long time. She would definitely not just leave a valuable item like the Mind Cube here. She should put it in a protected place.

The Mind Cube is not large in size, but it is itself a source of energy, so it should be kept stable on the ship and not collide with each other to avoid possible accidents.

Besides, I was going to be on the boat this time, and I might enter the cabin, so I had to avoid being discovered.

Cleveland and I have a good relationship, and if I ask, she might let me visit, so we should avoid the main routes..."

Yang Sikang looked around, muttered, and moved quickly.

A few minutes later, he found the target object as he wished, a box made of transparent composite material, with twenty mind cubes fixed inside with brackets.

"Found it... ugh!"

As soon as the box was taken down, the ship shook violently again.

Yang Sikang gritted his teeth and opened the box as quickly as possible. Fortunately, the box itself was not encrypted, after all, it was delivered by Cleveland himself.

Take out a Rubik's Cube and quickly close the box to prevent the cube from falling out due to shaking.

Yang Sikang focused his attention on the Mind Cube in his hand. The cool and smooth surface felt like cheap jade, but holding it in his hand gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

The ship was shaking more frequently. Yang Sikang tried hard to focus all his attention on the mind cube, trying to wake it up.

If his theory is correct, if his conjecture is possible, if...

Feeling a warm feeling on his hand, Yang Sikang looked up in surprise. The Rubik's Cube in his hand emitted a gentle blue light, and surging power was overflowing.

He succeeded! Without the help of any machine, he awakened this mind cube!

With one hand tightly grasping the Mind Cube, and with the other hand grabbing anything around him that he could grab, he staggered back to the deck.

Yang Sikang's whole body was glowing now, and the energy of the Mind Cube had nowhere to be released and poured into his body.

Probably because of the so-called adaptability of the mind cube, he currently does not feel any discomfort, but the continuous infusion of energy is also something he cannot bear. Fortunately, he has achieved his goal.

He slammed his free hand down on the deck, trying to control his thoughts.

The energy in the body poured out like a tide that found a gap. At the same time, the hull, which had suffered a lot of damage, was repairing itself at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But now Yang Sikang had no mind to appreciate this miraculous scene. Huge amounts of energy were pouring into Cleveland's hull from the Mind Cube through him, and his body would soon be unable to bear it.

(I am such a fucking idiot! Even if there is an output limit, it is not something that ordinary people can bear. How could I ignore such an important issue!)

It was fine when it just flowed into his body, but as soon as it was connected to Cleveland's hull, the output of the Mind Cube expanded several times in one go. He was now like an electric wire, but the flow rate had exceeded his ability to bear.

The most troublesome thing is that he is now unable to extricate himself from this state, just like a person who is electrocuted by high voltage electricity.

(Oh shit, I feel like dying… screwed.)

Unexpectedly, Yang Sikang did not feel fear, but a sense of relief. In any case, with this power to repair the hull, Cleveland would definitely not sink.

Boom! With a loud bang, a shell landed on the escort destroyer next to it. The impact shook Yang Sikang, who was still on the deck, and his palm left the deck.

The energy flowing through his body suddenly stopped. Yang Sikang fell on the deck, but he did not feel relieved. The hand holding the mind cube could no longer move, and the intense pain was constantly coming, impacting the brain wave after wave.

Yang Sikang didn’t know what was happening to him, but he could feel something was drilling into his body.

Chapter 4: Coma and Dr. Mavis

When he regained consciousness, Yang Sikang found himself in a subtle floating feeling.

My body seemed to be wrapped and supported by something, and the surroundings were extremely quiet and peaceful.

The occasional sound seems very magical, giving people a strange sense of security.

He was familiar with this feeling; it was the feeling of relaxing himself and sinking into the water.

But the unusual thing was that he felt neither suffocation nor drowning at all.

My eyelids were so heavy that I couldn't open them, and my head was still so groggy that I couldn't think deeply.

However, after knowing that he was in the water, he felt somewhat relieved.

If traveling from ordinary daily life to another world was a miracle, then the last miracle did not bring him beauty, but decades of war and separation, a hundred years filled with smoke, death and sorrow, and even no time for fear.

He should have died, but he encountered a second miracle. However, that was a battle that lasted for a hundred years... So after coming to this world, he was afraid and retreated.

The familiar feeling of sinking into the water. Although it was strange that there was no suffocation, it was a good choice to sink to the bottom of the water like this.

I should have sunk to the bottom of the sea and disappeared without a trace along with the others, but because of that unexpected miracle, I came to this world.

To be honest, when Enterprise first asked him if he wanted to be the commander, he was tempted.

Yes, who wouldn’t be tempted by such an opportunity?

But soon fear replaced anticipation. If it were decades ago, he would have agreed with anticipation and enthusiasm, but now the first thing he considered was responsibility.

Becoming a commander means building ship girls and only being loyal to your own ship girls.

Each of them is a living individual. Even though the ship girls in this world are not unique, there are still differences between individuals.

As a commander, I must be responsible for them, but can I... be responsible for them?

There is more than one commander in this world, and there are many ship girls.

I am not an indispensable one, so it won't matter even if I am missing as a commander.

So he rejected the Enterprise and also rejected everyone's suggestions to become a commander after that.

After three months, everyone else had given up, but Cleveland still insisted on asking every time, even though she already knew the answer before she opened her mouth.

It would be nice if I could just sink to the bottom of the sea like this.

Thinking of this, Yang Sikang relaxed even more, and his body sank faster.

A hand gently supported his back, stopping him from sinking.

“Please don’t give up.”

A familiar and pleasant voice suddenly rang in his ears. Yang Sikang's mind went blank for a moment, and then he belatedly realized the owner of the voice.

His body seemed to be electrified, and a feeling of numbness spread throughout his body, followed by a complex emotion of ecstasy and sadness that was difficult to suppress.

But I couldn't open my eyes at all and my body was completely unable to move.

Then came the second hand, the third... one hand after another held up his body to stop him from sinking further. Each hand was of different size, and the movements of holding him up were also different.

His body began to float upwards, or rather, he was pushed upwards by the owners of those hands.

The speed was getting faster and faster, but it stopped accelerating within the range he could bear and pushed him at a constant speed.

Yang Sikang knew that he might be pushed out soon, and he also realized that he was probably not really drowning.

He had a lot to say, a lot to let those who were pushing him know, and he wanted to see them again, even just for a glance.

But he couldn't move, open his eyes, or speak.

Before he could try anything else, the feeling of rushing out of the water suddenly came over him, and then his body felt relaxed, and the wonderful feeling of being wrapped and floating disappeared in an instant.

He was still pushed out.

He was still trying to open his eyes, but the moment he came out of the water, all the hands pushing on his back disappeared in an instant, and at this moment, a pair of arms gently wrapped around his neck, and someone hugged him from behind, head to head.

"It's ok."

The man said:

"Please live well and live for us."

Yang Sikang began to tremble. He opened his mouth with difficulty and made a hoarse sound.

"etc…"

"Please don't let us hold you back, we are not sad."

"Don't...go..."

"Goodbye, please move forward, Admiral."

The owner of the arm let go of him, then gave him a hard shove in the back.

An even stronger feeling of breaking through some kind of shackles came over him, and the last thing Yang Sikang caught a glimpse of with the corner of his eyes as he barely opened them was a wisp of pink hair.

He flew out and woke up...

"Cough... cough... ugh..."

As he turned over, he seemed to fall onto the hard ground. He felt dizzy and completely unable to move.

The strong feeling of nausea and suffocation made him vomit something continuously. The pungent stench and the feeling of weakness in his limbs made his dizziness further aggravated.

The feeling of body tearing followed closely. Under the torture of various catastrophic physical sensations, Yang Sikang couldn't even open his eyes to see clearly the environment he was in. He simply fell to the side and fainted again.

When he woke up again, Yang Sikang smelled a faint scent of disinfectant in the air. He opened his eyes and saw an unfamiliar white ceiling. It was very quiet around him with only the sound of someone turning pages of a book.

Judging from the speed at which he flips through the book, it is really hard to associate his behavior with reading.

The body has been fixed, but it is not a restraint to restrict movement, but an elastic band to prevent movement.

The slight burning sensation in his throat proved that he had not had a normal drink of water for a long time, but his mind was barely clear and his lips were not cracked. It seemed that someone was taking care of him.

I still had no strength in my body, but I didn't feel hungry. I felt my arm being fixed by a rubber band, and I turned my eyes to the side and barely saw the bracket for hanging the drip.

Yang Sikang tried to open his mouth, but no sound came out. It was as if he had suddenly forgotten how to make a sound, but fortunately it didn't last long, and he quickly got used to it.

Turning his head, Yang Sikang curled his lips unconsciously when he saw the girl sitting beside the bed flipping the pages of a book impatiently.

"You won't learn anything just by flipping through books, McCall."

The girl, who looked a little annoyed, turned around and was stunned.

Yang Sikang was just about to raise his free hand to say hello, but the girl suddenly threw the book at him and turned around and ran out.

Then he heard McCall shouting 'Wake up!' 'He's awake!'

Soon, chaotic footsteps were heard, and one after another, figures in white coats and masks walked into the room and surrounded his bed.

For a moment, Yang Sikang suspected that he had become a guinea pig waiting for research results, and the doctors around him with strong expectations in their eyes were the experimenters.

"Get out of the way! Don't you guys as doctors understand this?!"

A female voice sounded, and the doctors in white coats surrounding the bed quickly made way, and at the same time everyone took two steps back to make space around the bed.

The person who walked to the bedside was an ordinary human woman, with her white coat unbuttoned and simply draped over her body. Underneath was a Japanese JK uniform that looked like a cosplay costume, but the woman herself had beautiful blonde hair and a pair of light blue eyes.

The overly full bust of the JK uniform has launched a strong challenge to the uniform, and the uniform has also proved that its quality is good enough and has not given in. Obviously, the two sides are now in a tug-of-war.

But underneath the overly eye-catching fierce confrontation is the slender waist that makes the confrontation even more thrilling. Although the clear lines and the lack of fat are enough to prove that she has exercised enough, it is ultimately a visual impact of small branches bearing great results.

"Does it look good?"

"It's very impressive, but if you ask me, you should try dressing up as a royal lady more often."

"I'm a doctor."

The plastic plate in her hand gently tapped Yang Sikang's head. The blonde female doctor looked around calmly at the other people around her who were looking at some part of her body because of Yang Sikang's words.

"Does it look good?"

Compared to the previous question to Yang Sikang, this time the question was full of murderous intent. The others quickly laughed and found excuses to leave, not daring to look her in the eye.

Yang Sikang chuckled, and then was hit by the plastic board again.

"Cleveland said you were dying, but you look very energetic. How about I get you discharged from the hospital now? I'm sure the people in the Navy are looking forward to seeing you out in this state."