Elder brother's garrison

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After all, compared to the wedding ship exercise, which is just gossip news and many admirals don't care about, this merit ranking is a major event that is entirely within the admiral's job responsibilities, and no admiral can help but be interested in it.

Early in the morning, the Admiral's Guild, which had been somewhat deserted due to the event's impending end, regained its former liveliness from the start of the event.

The sun had just risen high in the sky, its light still carrying the chill of the night. The dew was icy cold and carried the fishy smell of the sea breeze. Meanwhile, the hall of the Admiral's Guild was already filled with curious admirals. They crowded together, each looking at Ringo with extremely excited eyes as she slowly walked out of the room carrying her laptop.

"Greetings, Governor!"

"Greetings, Governor!"

Good morning, Governor!

The admirals greeted Ringo one by one, creating a grand and impressive scene.

Ringo nodded slightly to the admirals in front of her, then sat down in her seat and opened her laptop.

Ringo sat in her seat for a while, waiting for the admiral who was about to come and hand over the mission.

However, after a few minutes, none of the admirals standing in the hall came forward to hand over the mission to Ringo.

—After all, the event is almost over, and the number of Deep Sea Amphibious Ships is much smaller than it was at the beginning of the event. Previously, it was possible to complete more than ten missions a day, but these days, it is not easy to complete even one mission every two or three days.

Ringo naturally knew what these admirals were there for.

The admirals in front of them, seeing the expressionless Governor Ringo, seemed to sense the displeasure hidden beneath her poker face. They all took a step back, their faces showing embarrassment.

After a while, Ringo lowered her head.

With a "snap," Ringo closed his laptop, then looked up, glanced expressionlessly at the admirals in front of him, and stood up from his seat.

Two staff members carrying an LCD screen came out of another room. Ringo went up to them and led them to the large blackboard in the lobby where they received their tasks. She then connected the data cable and power cord in order, and finally, Ringo gently turned on the LCD screen.

The LCD screen, which was taller than two people, suddenly opened with a snap.

It displays the ranking of total merit points earned during the naval base's autumn event period.

However, compared to the rudimentary tables on Ringo's laptop, the rankings on the LCD screen were much more detailed.

This is the part that admirals love most when the event ends.

The merit rankings will be dynamically displayed in the last few days. After the event ends, the rankings will be fixed, and the top-ranked naval bases on the LCD screen will receive special rewards directly awarded by the Admiral's Guild.

Although this matter has nothing to do with the average person, since they are average people, watching the big shots is their greatest pleasure.

"Look!" Some admirals, the moment they saw the LCD screen, stared intently at the first and second place, stretched out their hands, and shouted as if they had seen something big, "The rookie naval base is about to be overtaken!"

When everyone looked up, they saw that the top-ranked naval base on the LCD screen was still the newbie naval base, with a total of over 9.4 million event merit points.

In the past, this would have been a terrifying statistic that would have driven everyone to despair, and it would have also been a terrifying statistic that could have left the second and third place teams far behind.

However, this time, when everyone saw the second place, their hearts trembled violently.

The second-ranked naval base also had a terrifying 9.3 million merit points.

Starting from second place, there's a clear gap: third place 5.8 million, fourth place 3.1 million, fifth place 2.8 million, sixth place 2.7 million, seventh place 2.69 million...

"What exactly is the second-ranked naval base?" some admirals asked, looking at the LCD screen with a puzzled expression.

“The second-ranked naval base… is called the Isle Naval Base…” Several experienced, unambitious admirals looked at the second-ranked naval base and frowned. “I’ve never heard of this naval base before.”

"Has it emerged in recent years?"

"That's impossible. I've recognized all the top ten naval bases in the past few years. Ys Naval Base... it sounds vaguely familiar, but it shouldn't be a regular client from before." The admirals stared at the LCD screen, lost in thought.

Just then, one of the admirals suddenly shuddered and exclaimed in a trembling voice, "Ys???"

"What, do you remember me?"

"I...I know him!" The admiral stared at the LCD screen, his words stammering. "He's my classmate, but we haven't kept in touch since graduation..."

"Quick, quick, shove the microphone in his mouth!" The admirals instantly erupted in excitement.

After all, this is a magical naval base that threatens the status of newbie naval bases, so it's impossible for these admirals not to be interested.

Soon, a group of admirals brought fruit platters and melon seeds and sat down next to him, then respectfully invited the admiral to sit beside them.

"Begin your performance, little brother."

"Uh..." The admiral swallowed hard, looking embarrassed. He glanced at the other admirals staring intently at him, then, after a moment's thought, squatted down and began to speak to those around him. "He's a man, unmarried, with no connections, at least not back in school. And then...and after graduation, we didn't keep in touch much. It seems like only the two of us from our graduating class managed to reach the level required to participate in events..."

"Holy crap, can you get to the point?"

"Alright, alright." The admiral nodded. "The point is... he's pretty good, but I don't remember him being a big shot..."

After saying that, the admiral's face fell: "I don't usually contact him much. It's just that because we're alumni, I sometimes subconsciously look up his ranking. That's all I know."

"Isn't he a big shot?" Some admirals scoffed. "Could he have amassed so many merits if he wasn't a big shot?"

"How would I know where he got it from?" The admiral's face fell. "I remember he was ranked in the 50s in the last event, with a total of 1.1 million merits."

"Maybe he's hiding his true strength?"

"Bullshit, do you think this is a novel where you hide your strength?"

"How did he become so powerful?" an admiral asked.

"I don't know, can you contact him?" some admirals asked the admirals who were surrounded.

The admiral, who was surrounded, shook his head, indicating that he did not have the contact information of the person involved.

The admirals sighed helplessly.

"...Do you think the first place in the newbie naval base can be defended?" Suddenly, someone asked.

The admirals in the crowd remained silent for a moment.

"...Maybe." A commander said quietly.

"No way."

"Look, we only need 100,000 more."

"Do you think a newbie naval base will just sit idly by and wait to be destroyed?"

"...I think it's possible."

"The newbie naval commanders have been grinding for points in Ys Naval Commands for a long time now, and I don't think there's anything they can do about it."

"……able."

"The winner might already be decided."

The discussion ended quickly.

All the admirals looked up at the LCD screen as if gazing at a myth, their eyes filled with a hint of awe.

—Could it be that the myth of the newbie naval base is about to be shattered here?

Without Lu Yun, is the newbie naval base no longer the world's number one naval base it used to be?

The admirals, while feeling sorrowful, couldn't help but become excited as well.

Regardless of who wins, Ys Naval Base has already demonstrated its strength to the admirals of all the man-made cities.

Regardless of the method used, Ys Naval Base has demonstrated to everyone that it is a super existence that can rival the mountain above the Admiral's head, a super existence that all Admirals dream of but cannot reach, and a rookie naval base that is currently the world's number one naval base.

They felt they were witnessing a myth, witnessing the rise of a new tycoon.

"Awesome!" some admirals murmured, their eyes brimming with tears.

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In the courtyard of the newbie naval base, Lexington quietly looked at his phone.

When Ringo extended its Admiral Association and publicly announced the score rankings, the results could actually be found online.

Lexington frowned as he looked down at the Ys Naval Base below the newbie naval base.

She bit her rosy lips, her fingers gripping the phone so tightly they turned blue and white.

—The situation is quite dire.

The newbie naval base's merit points have almost stagnated in the past few days. There's nothing that can be done about it; after all, there are only so many Abyssal Fleet ships on the main battlefield. No matter how capable the newbie naval base is, a hundred Abyssal Fleet ships can't achieve the effect of ten thousand.

Even if every deep-sea vessel had its employees search for corpses to ensure a 100% shipment rate of deep-sea metal, there would still only be a maximum of one hundred pieces.

However, even with the current scarcity of enemies, the merit points gained in Ys Naval Base under the newbie naval base are still increasing rapidly.

Although it's not nice to say this, Lexington really suspects that the naval base might have pulled some shady tricks behind the scenes.

—What should we do?

Lexington became worried.

Lexington didn't really care about losing the naval base's first place. In fact, being able to live peacefully with her sisters and Little White was the best thing for Lexington.

But Lexington was worried about Little White.

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Xiaobai is the admiral of the nascent naval base, Lu Yun's younger sister, and the one who will succeed him as the heir to the naval base.

The glory that Lu Yun once achieved constantly influences the outside world's judgment of the rookie garrison.

If Shiro doesn't win the first prize in the event when he first appears, how will the outside world perceive him?

Xiao Bai is only sixteen years old.

She's still so young, how can she withstand the harsh criticism later on?

Compared to Lu Yun, who is naturally shameless and a tough nut to crack, Xiao Bai is still too naive. She is shy and timid by nature, and cannot speak properly with outsiders. If she sees the outside world's evaluation of her, the impact on Xiao Bai may be extremely terrible.

Thinking about this, Lexington's hands began to tremble.

Lexington regretted it.

—If I had known this would happen, I would have been better off not participating in the fall semester at all…

"Lexington." Suddenly, Xiaobai's voice rang out in front of Lexington.

Lexington subconsciously looked up and saw Little White, dressed and standing in front of her, with his hands behind his back, quietly smiling at her.

"Ah... Xiaobai... Good morning." Lexington quickly composed herself, turned off her phone, and smiled at Xiaobai.

"Good morning." Xiaobai smiled, then stared at Lexington for a moment, and finally slowly extended her right hand toward Lexington.

Lexington thought Xiaobai wanted to look at his phone, so he subconsciously dragged the phone towards him.

—This phone has rankings, and it wouldn't be a good thing if a newbie saw these rankings.

Lexington's gaze shifted slightly.

However, the next second, Xiaobai's hand did not go to Lexington's phone.

Lexington stared in astonishment as Xiaobai propped up the table and tidied his bangs, leaving him speechless for a moment.

“Lexington,” Xiaobai said softly.

"What, what's wrong?"

"Take a break." Xiaobai withdrew her hand and smiled at Lexington. "Even ship girls get tired."

"..." Lexington lowered his head and did not reply.

"Let's not go to the main battlefield today," Xiaobai said.

"Better go."

"It's alright, we can't get many merits now anyway, can we?" Xiaobai said, nodding to Lexington.

"...Let's go, our naval base is currently..."

“Lexington,” Little White interrupted Lexington, “Leave it to me, I’m super good.”

Lexington stared blankly at Little White.

Little White smiled at himself, a smile he'd picked up from some supply ship that spent all day fishing.

That smile drained Lexington's last remaining resistance.

"Then I'll go out and tell the ship girls that it's a holiday today." Xiaobai waved to Lexington, then took a few steps to the side and pushed open the door to the admiral's office.

With a snap, sunlight streamed in like rain from outside the door, and the sea breeze, carrying the chill of the morning, swept in, instantly waking Lexington from his dazed state of mind.

Little White stepped on the threshold, thought for a moment, then turned around and said to Lexington, "Oh, right, I'll take Bismarck with me."

After saying this, Xiaobai left the admiral's office, leaving Lexington alone sitting blankly in the chair.

After a long time.