Elder brother's garrison

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"From now on, we're family."

"..." Bai Ying.

Talk about it.

It feels like I've been an admiral for quite a while now.

Without realizing it, the environment around me has become like this.

...It's really lively.

Xiao Bai sighed.

Hmm? Speaking of excitement.

Where did Da Feng and the others go again?

"Tirpitz, speaking of which, where is Taihou?"

"She carried your new wife back to the room."

"Oh, I see. Then it's alright."

Little White reached out, grabbed a potato chip from Tirpitz, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Crunch.

Crispy and delicious.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

at the same time.

Above the lively living room.

The room on the second floor of Shiro's house, in the room of Akagi Yamato.

In the dim light.

A rustling sound came from the soft bed.

"Um……"

in the dark.

The sleeping Yamato stretched out its soft, octopus-like limbs and tightly embraced Taihou on the bed.

As Yamato occasionally shifted his body, rustling sounds came from where their bodies were in contact.

"Apple... apple pie..."

Deep Sea Yamato murmured in her sleep, bringing her mouth close to Taihou's rosy cheek and gently licking it, "Soft...sweet...sweet..."

Deep Sea Musashi lay on the other side of Taihou, staring wide-eyed at Taihou and Deep Sea Yamato, her legs and arms tightly wrapped around Taihou just like her older sister.

"Woooooooo..."

In the darkness, only Taihou was held captive by the two abyssal deans, trembling with fear.

"Admiral... help me QvQ..."

Zhang Tui

The Orc Blademaster dislikes violence.

My name is Roger Hellscream, not Garrosh Hellscream. I'm not a brainless idiot, I'm not a chuunibyou. Even if you show your health bar, I won't attack you. I don't like violence!

But if you insist on making me resort to violence, I won't tolerate it. Don't provoke me. My dad only gets 6 attack power when provoked, but I get a whole row of attack power, and every strike is a jumping slash.

I didn't enter Azeroth, nor did I come to Draenor! This is a private server! A private server! A private server! A really weird private server!!!

You better remember this number 1013!! (5500 words)

The city where the newbie garrison is located is called Barley City.

Unlike the top-tier reputation of the newest naval bases within the admiral community, Qingke City, as a coastal city, is not actually a place of great prosperity and global renown, comparable to the world's number one naval base.

On the contrary.

This is just an ordinary, unremarkable, and perhaps only slightly more developed in terms of economy—an unknown medium-sized city.

is the day.

The weather is clear and clear.

The city center of Qingke City.

Several bright green taxis were parked haphazardly in the open space in front of the Qingke City Railway Station.

Several taxi drivers squatted by their car doors, smoking and chatting amongst themselves, while glancing intermittently at the train station gate.

Finished a cigarette.

The driver then stepped back into the driver's seat, started the taxi with a whirring sound, drove out of the open space, and gradually blended into the bustling traffic on the street amidst the sound of the engine starting.

Because of the lack of tourist attractions, tourism in Qingke City is sluggish. As a result, the area in front of the Qingke City train station is always quite deserted; often, several trains pass by and only a few people leave the station.

From a distance, the deserted train station stands in stark contrast to the bustling street just a few dozen meters away, teeming with pedestrians and vehicles.

Taxi drivers are shrewd; they naturally wouldn't do business in the deserted train station area. However, since this is the only spacious and uncrowded spot in the city center, drivers often stop here for ten minutes or so when they're tired from driving and pass by the train station. They can smoke a couple of cigarettes, watch the pedestrians come and go on the street, and chat with their colleagues.

Over time, this place became a place for taxi drivers to slack off.

The open space in front of the train station is not, in principle, for drivers to park without permission. At first, the train station administrators would symbolically drive away these taxis that had entered the open space. However, due to the drivers' persistent and stubborn spirit, and because it was indeed possible to occasionally provide portable car services for arriving passengers, the train station administrators gradually gave in to the drivers' behavior.

"Ding-dong~"

"Dear passengers, this is train JQ-9527. Our next stop is [station name - likely a station name]. Please be mindful of your luggage, avoid crowding, and disembark in an orderly manner..."

Inside the Qingke Railway Station, the voice announcement for the high-speed train began to play.

Two taxi drivers, whose cars were parked nearby, listened to the sounds coming from inside the train station. They stubbed out their cigarettes and made circles in the air as the announcements were made.

"I've listened to this voice message thousands of times. In our small city, several trains can't even let two people off, so how can we possibly squeeze in so many passengers?" The taxi driver slapped his thigh and said to his colleague with a sneer.

"Train stations, that's how the voices are all," another taxi driver said, a cigarette dangling from his lips. "Have you been to Kyoto? I went there for a trip recently. That city had several train stations, and they were all packed with people. I spent the whole morning just queuing to buy tickets."

"How can our small city compare to the big cities?" The taxi driver chuckled twice, took a couple of deep drags on her cigarette, and said, "Alright, I'm done smoking. I'm off to work."

"Hmm, didn't you hear the train arrived at the station? Why don't you catch a ride there before you leave?"

"Come on, the passenger flow at this shabby little train station isn't even as much as the area in front of my house. I just came here to catch my breath and have a smoke, but I still have to go elsewhere to get back to work..." The taxi driver, who had just stepped into the driver's seat, said this with disdain, while subconsciously glancing at the entrance of the train station.

Then, the driver's eyes widened in surprise.

"...Holy crap?" the driver muttered, somewhat shocked.

"What's wrong? Did the sow climb a tree?" Another driver was still squatting on the ground, taking a few puffs of his cigarette.

"...People are coming out of the train station."

"That goes without saying, there are always a few people coming out of our train station from time to time."

"No, a group of them came out."

"A group of elderly ladies came to our city square to dance?"

"It's not an old lady."

"What's that?"

"A group of super hot girls."

"Fuck!"

The other driver jumped up from the ground, grabbed the car door, and stared wide-eyed at the entrance of the train station.

Sure enough, right under the watchful eyes of these two drivers.

In the distance, from the main entrance of the train station in Qingke City, a line of beautiful figures walked out of the station, chatting and laughing.

In the cool, spacious open space of the train station, a group of lively young women dressed in various fashionable clothes, resembling a tour group, formed a cluster that seemed to radiate light and attract the attention of those around them.

The girls who emerged from the train station all possessed exceptionally high looks and unique charm rarely seen even on television. Their lithe figures and clear, soft voices, amidst their chatter, seemed to paint the surrounding air like watercolors, spreading the youthful energy in all directions.

Orioles sing and swallows dance; spring is warm and flowers are in bloom.

Normally, the train station in Qingke City is incredibly deserted, with barely a dozen people leaving each day. But at this moment, not only did a tour group disembark from a train, but the group also included top-tier young women. This striking sight left the two drivers completely dumbfounded.

"What... what's going on here..." the second driver muttered, staring at the ever-growing number of ship girls gathering at the entrance of the open space. "Where did all these girls come from? How come they're all so beautiful?"

"I don't know, I don't know." The first driver shook his head, squinted at the girls in the open space, and then suddenly frowned.

The "women's army" that ran down from the train station this time all possessed extremely high looks and temperament, but among these girls, there was only one woman who, like a foxtail grass in a beautiful flower garden, exuded a strong sense of incongruity.

Of course, using foxtail grass to describe a girl doesn't mean she has any shortcomings in terms of looks, figure, or temperament. In fact, the reason for using foxtail grass is simply to describe the wild and unrestrained atmosphere surrounding this girl.

Under the driver's gaze, at the very back of the line of girls walking out of the train station, followed a tall woman with snow-white skin, dressed in black, and sporting a head of wild, short white hair.

The woman wasn't unattractive. Although they were still some distance away, the driver's sharp eyes could still discern that she possessed exquisite and beautiful features, no less so than the young women around her, as well as a well-proportioned, tall, and curvaceous figure.

only.

She was beautiful, but this woman exuded a rather unruly aura. Her short, white hair was disheveled and even covered one eye. She glared at her surroundings with her other golden eye, which was full of fierceness. Although she had a decent human form, she exuded an aura that was almost like that of a wild beast.

Correct!

Beast!

A perfect word suddenly popped into the driver's head.

They're wild beasts!

Compared to the charming and lovely girls around her, who were all blushing and laughing, this woman was simply a ferocious beast!

How did this woman with such a drastically different style manage to hang out with this group of cute girls?

A bunch of question marks popped into the driver's head.

Just now.

Just as the driver was sizing up the beast-like woman in the distance, the woman seemed to sense something. She suddenly turned her head, revealing a large, golden eye beneath her white hair, which stared at the driver with an empty and fierce gaze.

That was a gaze that was purely menacing, devoid of any other meaning besides a desire to fight.

The driver considered himself a strong, healthy man who had been in many fights and experienced countless minor incidents since childhood. However, when this woman stared at him, he instantly felt a sense of fear, as if he were being mercilessly stared at by a wild beast with bared fangs. His legs went weak in an instant.

The two drivers felt a chill run down their necks and, for some reason, became timid, averting their gazes.

As the beast-like woman stared at the drivers, a charming young woman holding a map beside her sensed her movement. She quickly pulled down the beast-like woman's arm and then followed her gaze to see two taxis parked in the distance.

The charming young woman's eyes flickered. She lowered her head and whispered a few words to the beast-like woman, then, holding the map in her hand, she hurried towards the two drivers.

Although the charming young woman was not very tall, she seemed to be the leader of the tour group. As she ran towards the two drivers, the girls around her, including the beast-like woman from the beginning, also slowly ran over with her.

"sorry for disturbance!"

The charming young woman approached the two drivers. She first bowed to them, then gave them a warm and comforting smile. "Excuse me, gentlemen, are you drivers here?"

"Uh……"

The two drivers exchanged a glance. The shock they had felt from being startled by the white-haired, beastly woman gradually subsided under the gentle smile of the charming young woman before them. They swallowed hard, then nodded to the young woman. "Yes, and you are...?"

"Ah, that's great!"

Upon hearing the two drivers' reply, the charming young woman happily stepped forward and held up the map in her hand.

"Hello, this is our first time in this city, and we don't know our way around. Could you please take us somewhere?"

As the charming young woman spoke, she pointed to the map in her hand and smiled at the two drivers.

"Oh! So you're getting on the bus!"

The two drivers' eyes lit up.

While drivers aren't particularly picky about their customers, if they had a choice, who wouldn't want their passengers to be a group of beautiful, cute, gentle, and polite young women?

Upon hearing the charming young woman's intention to get on the bus, the two drivers, seeing the large group of beautiful girls behind her, patted their chests as if they had been injected with adrenaline.

"No problem, we know this city very well. Where are you girls going? I'll get a few of my buddies to come pick you up in a convoy!"

"Thank you!" The charming young woman clasped her hands together and smiled at the two drivers.

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" the two drivers nodded enthusiastically. "Go ahead, go ahead, where to?"

“We’re going to the city’s garrison headquarters,” the charming young woman said with a smile.

"..." The expressions of the two drivers were frozen, as if they had been put on pause.