Chapter 68

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Chapter 68: Look! This Shining Future!

0600, Admiral's Office

"Hmm, this should be fine now."

The admiral nodded in satisfaction at the data on the desk, gathered the files, and placed them in the storage cabinet behind him for record-keeping.

Although he had worked all night, because he woke up in the evening, the admiral was still in a relatively good state of mind. To deal with various emergencies, his schedule had long been adjusted to a cycle of sleeping once every one and a half days. This way, he could avoid major mistakes and maximize all advantages.

However, the only drawback was that he often experienced dizziness and other side effects. But these were minor issues. As long as he drank more coffee or something else, he could suppress them. After all, compared to what the shipgirls did, he did very little.

Thinking about the lonely figure of the Haihu as it left, the admiral felt a bit uneasy. After all, he saw the shipgirls like family, and when they were upset, he felt it too.

'Maybe I was a bit too harsh...'

He tidied up his desk, looked at the clock on the opposite wall, and sighed inwardly.

He wasn't unable to understand the old admirals who were strict and unfeeling with the shipgirls. After all, as the saying goes, "Sweat more in training, bleed less in battle." Everyone understood this. But due to his resource limitations and the remote location, he couldn't find a reference point.

The suggestions in the chat room were theoretically good, but many didn't fit the current situation of the base. The admiral didn't dare to take them lightly. Moreover, there were no staff members in the base, so there was no such thing as paying salaries or accumulating battle credits. This base, built entirely by the shipgirls, was unique to him.

So, what should he do? How should he manage this base? The admiral was completely in the dark, feeling his way forward, and then fell into a pit.

But being able to realize it in time and climb out was a stroke of luck.

'I'll have to talk to them one by one when I find the time.'

As long as there are no gaps, it will be fine.

He stood up, filled a kettle with hot water, and made some coffee. Watching the coffee cup swirl with the spoon, the admiral rubbed the cup and sighed softly.

'Haihu is a particularly loyal shipgirl. As long as I explain it clearly, there shouldn't be any problems. As for the new shipgirl 111 and the other members of the combat group who haven't been involved, they should be fine too. As long as I explain it to everyone, it should be fine.'

'The key issue is, what will Enterprise, 110, Essex, and 001 think? The other shipgirls, being under their command and due to the system I set up, can't report directly to me. Apart from these four main tasks, the rest can be calmed down together.'

'But what should I do with them... I can't bring myself to say harsh words or hit them. Everyone is a hardworking and meritorious shipgirl. This isn't a political struggle. They are all my close family. How can I impose severe punishments on them? But if they don't learn, it will create a negative cycle. This problem is unsolvable.'

How can I express my thoughts without hurting anyone? Even if I do, will they fully accept it? How can I ensure they won't act on their own out of concern for me?

If only there was a way to read minds, to see through everyone's thoughts. No more worrying about such trivial matters. Knowing what others think at a glance would be perfect.

Looking at the coffee cup that no longer emitted heat, the admiral fell into deep thought.

As for the chat room's suggestion to just smile, the admiral thought about it and quickly abandoned it. Do they think this is a Jack Su novel? Just smile and everyone will let it go? If it were that simple, why would I be so worried?

Because all the shipgirls are independent and all the girls are good, he was so anxious. Worried that they would overthink things and keep their worries to themselves, the admiral had to be cautious. So, he ultimately rejected that romantic proposal. Because it was completely unrealistic.

Which admiral can win the hearts of all the shipgirls with just a smile? If there really was such a person, I'd want to meet them and learn from them.

Shaking his head, the admiral stood up and walked to the window, sipping his coffee as the sky gradually turned light.

"Hmm?"

However, he heard some strange sounds in his ears.

It felt like a festive occasion, with a group of people parading, beating drums and gongs, and cheerful music faintly reaching the admiral.

But because the sound was so vague, it was more like a hallucination from working all night. It lasted a bit longer, so the admiral subconsciously opened the window and poked his head out to look around.

"Ha!"

Seeing the parade outside, with people beating drums and gongs like an African chief's procession, the admiral couldn't hold back and sprayed out a mouthful of coffee.

Like a suffering Jesus, 111 was tied to a wooden stake with a hollow smile. Someone had built a stage below, and the other shipgirls were jumping and dancing around, as if performing a ritual. A few shipgirls were waving torches, creating a chaotic and demonic atmosphere.

Faced with this surreal and magical scene, the admiral could only stand there in shock, the precious coffee cup slipping from his hand and shattering on the ground with a 'clink.'

But now wasn't the time to worry about such trivial matters. The admiral just stared at the festive parade outside, his mind in chaos.

... Damn, have they been driven mad by me?!

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