Chapter 72

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Today, there will only be two updates. I felt unwell in the afternoon and went to the hospital for a check-up. It turned out I had a cold. So there will only be two updates today, and I will try to make up the other twelve updates at some point.

72. A New Era...?

From any perspective, the Guam Base has welcomed a brand new era.

Since that day, after No. 111 took full control of the base, this new generation of shipgirls indeed set three fires upon taking office, thoroughly eliminating the old problems.

Power became highly centralized, and the division of labor among the shipgirls changed from non-interference to a mixed and interconnected system. Under the leadership of their respective group leaders, the Guam Base is clearly heading towards a new height.

In just five short days, the entire base's atmosphere was completely refreshed. The previously corrupt and hostile air was swept away, and everyone expressed their joy at welcoming the leadership of No. 111, the flagship, for making great and indelible contributions to the shipgirls under her command. The other four former important shipgirls also expressed that they were glad to pass the buck. We are truly forward-thinking.

In summary, within an extremely short period, the entire base successfully transformed. The corrupt atmosphere was swept away, and it reached new heights. Truly, this is cause for celebration, cause for celebration.

...Theoretically, that is.

Five days later, 0600 in the morning, in the base commander's office.

"Ah, No. 111."

Looking at the wall clock, the commander sighed slightly and put on his hat.

"Don't you think you're a bit too early? It's only six in the morning. I just went to bed not long ago, spare me."

"I think it's because the commander doesn't follow the health regulations that this result has come about." Standing in the center of the commander's office, no longer wearing the twelve-layered robe but instead a set of clothes for easy movement, No. 111 pushed up the glasses on her nose and looked at the man curled up on the iron bed without any qualms.

Her originally waist-length black hair was neatly tied into a single ponytail hanging behind her head. Under her arm, she held a writing board with many documents, and in her other hand, she twirled a somewhat old steel pen. The secretary ship No. 111 looked at the commander in front of her with a cold expression.

Rather than being a secretary ship, she had become more like a housekeeper. The pressure of life had made this originally conscientious person even more conscientious.

Unlike her increasingly carefree seniors, No. 111 seemed to have become more reliable over the past few days.

Perhaps, as a result, she had also become more stubborn.

Compared to her seniors, who had completely let loose after breaking free from constraints, No. 111 had undergone a tremendous transformation. Whether this change was good or bad, the commander couldn't say for sure. From the perspective of the entire base, it was clearly good. But it was hard to put into words, it felt like all the remaining conscience of the base was loaded onto her...

"If the commander leads by violating the health regulations of the base, what should we do? The commander must set an example to gain our trust. Moreover, a regular life is beneficial for the commander, so why refuse it?"

Standing in place, No. 111 frowned at the yawning commander, pointing to a large poster on the wall, and said with a rather angry expression.

"Only the commander needs reasonable rest here. Please recognize this."

"But, I have to work."

The commander, looking at the agitated No. 111, couldn't help but yawn again.

"Look, there are so many tasks waiting for me to handle. How can I sleep so leisurely? I can't waste my talent for work."

"…Is the commander underestimating us?"

Pushing up her glasses again, No. 111 gave the commander a cold smile.

"For shipgirls, rest is basically unnecessary. We can even engage in combat overseas for days or even tens of days. As a human, the commander wants the shipgirls to rest while he works? Are you underestimating us?"

"For me, no, for all shipgirls, the commander's safety is the most important. Only when you eat and sleep well can we be at ease. Even by your fledgling theory, you are undoubtedly the core of the entire base. Please have a little awareness of being the weaker one. You are not a shipgirl, just a human."

Or do you think you can take on all the shipgirls in the base by yourself?

Looking at the commander sitting on the bed, No. 111 said with a cold smile.

"No, I didn't mean that… But were you always such a troublesome child? I remember No. 111, you were a very reserved child when you first came here…"

"If the commander finds me troublesome, you can replace me. I'm more than happy."

Rather, I would be more than willing.

Pushing up the silver-rimmed glasses on her nose, No. 111, who had already adapted to the role of secretary ship, gave the commander a glare and shrugged without any concern.

After all, she was the only new person, and the only one truly in charge. No. 111 clearly recognized this four days ago. Subsequently, this only conscience, recognizing that 'everyone is a senior and only she is a new person,' awakened her true attributes.

Not quite a rebellion from below.

But the law applies equally to all, and No. 111 had deeply understood and applied this.

The most typical example was that the commander could no longer secretly work from that day on. He had to follow the rules and regulations he set and go to bed honestly.

However, since the commander is the commander, he definitely wouldn't obediently listen to the shipgirls, right? He had secretly gambled on large constructions in the past without any issues. As a man, how could he let a little girl control everything? Although the result was that the little girl caught him in the act.

But why did the originally honest and cute child turn into this?

Looking at the resentful girl in front of him, the commander fell into deep thought.

"—The first person to see the commander will definitely be me!"

Ah, it must be because of them.

Seeing Enterprise burst in with a loud shout and break down the door, the commander instantly felt he had found the root of all the problems, nodding in realization.

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