Elder brother's garrison

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There was a bang.

The deep-sea amphibious vessel slumped back onto the sea surface, floating like a dead fish.

A hissing sound kept coming from York's bright red ship equipment. York was panting heavily and looked around.

On the water, there were deep-sea amphibious ships leaning to one side or the other.

In the distance, Glory and his friends were watching him from a corner.

When Glory and the others felt York's gaze, their bodies tensed up immediately. They all swallowed hard and stared at York cautiously.

York's fierce expression gradually calmed down.

The ship's rigging, which had been hissing behind him, slowly cooled down.

York's expression turned into one of exhaustion, both inside and out.

"Glory... Sister..."

"We've been raiding for so long... why haven't you guys joined yet..."

"I've always been the only one in my heart... I'll sell it."

"Even just saying '666' would be fine..."

York let out a final hiccup, then collapsed onto the water's surface with a splash, and fell silent.

"Ah! York!!" Glorious and the others carried the ship equipment and ran towards York. They quickly finished off the Abyssal Fleet that York had crippled. After doing all this, Glorious rushed to York's side and reached out to help her up from the water.

York's body was still incredibly hot. When Glorious touched York's body, it felt like touching a red-hot iron. If it weren't for the protection of his ship equipment, he would probably have gotten blisters from touching it.

Glorious gritted his teeth, enduring the burning pain, and took her hand to check York's body.

"Zzz..." York slept peacefully, and if you listened carefully, you could even hear a purring sound like a kitten.

Glory patted York's arm.

York's smooth, firm arms had no cuts or sores like muscle strains, and even felt soft to the touch.

If York's body temperature hadn't been alarmingly high, she would have been no different from any other person.

Glory released York back onto the surface of the water and breathed a sigh of relief.

"This kid York... could he have Super Saiyan blood?" Glorious murmured, his expression somewhat strange.

But even after living with York for so long, she doesn't turn into a monkey when she looks at the moon.

It's so weird.

"Glorious sister, how is York sister?" the ship girl beside her asked worriedly.

“She’s fine.” Glory shook his head. “She’s not injured.”

"Oh...that's good, that's good. How did Sister York become like that just now...?"

"I can't say for sure..." Glory gave a wry smile and reached out to brush the hair off York's forehead.

Before setting off this morning, the finger mark I flicked on York's forehead was still faintly visible.

—York, that boy.

—Surely you don't hold grudges?

Glory was unexpectedly a little worried about himself.

In Nia's courtyard, Bismarck returned from grocery shopping with her basket full of produce.

It was still quite early, and the ship girls in the courtyard hadn't woken up yet.

As Bismarck pondered this, she subconsciously shifted her gaze to the room where Tirpitz was, and then looked toward the spot where Little White had been sitting.

Little White, who had been waving to him energetically just moments before, was now lying on the steps in front of the door for some unknown reason.

Bismarck walked forward with a puzzled look and helped Little White up.

"Zzz..." Little White was fast asleep, her eyes closed, a few strands of silvery-white hair draped over her nose, and her glossy lips slightly parted, breathing out warm air rhythmically.

Bismarck blinked.

After a while, Bismarck casually put the basket on the ground, then reached out to check Little White's breathing, then put her face close to listen to her heartbeat, and pressed her forehead against Little White's to feel her body temperature. Finally, Bismarck put her hand inside Little White's clothes and groped her soft body for a while.

"Hmm, hmm... um..." As Bismarck moved, the sleeping little white dog subconsciously made a weak sound, delicate and sweet, like a nightingale, and a faint pink color gradually rose on its snow-white face.

Bismarck withdrew his hand and looked at Little White.

Bismarck attempted to understand the situation.

Bismarck fell into thought.

Bismarck thought about it seriously.

Bismarck continued to think.

Bismarck persisted in his thinking.

Bismarck finished his contemplation.

Bismarck had a flash of inspiration and clapped his hands lightly.

— Xiaobai is sleepy.

After learning what had happened, Bismarck reached out, picked up Little White and tucked him under her arm. She walked to Tirpitz's room, kicked the door open, and left.

Tirpitz.

"..."

"Potato chips, fried chicken, and cola."

"...Huh...?" Tirpitz's voice sounded like he was still half asleep.

"Sleep with her."

“…Oh…” Tirpitz’s voice was dazed.

Bismarck swiftly tossed the sleeping little white dog directly into Tirpitz's room.

Chapter 809 Bunnies are so cute, they taste best when roasted.

Little White fell to the ground with a thud.

The soft bottom made intimate contact with the hard ground.

In an instant, a hard, tactile sensation like hitting a stone slab spread rapidly across Xiaobai's bottom, causing him to involuntarily shrink back.

"Ouch!" Xiaobai cried out instinctively, bent down, and touched his buttocks.

It hurts.

Ugh?

What's going on?

How did I suddenly fall to the ground?

Xiao Bai, with a pained expression, slowly opened his eyes while rubbing his buttocks through his pants.

Xiao Bai clearly remembered that he had just been sitting on the steps in front of the door, holding his face and looking up at the sky, waiting for Bismarck to return from grocery shopping, while sighing over the leisurely and peaceful times.

Did I lose my balance and fall down the steps?

Wow... I can't be that stupid, can I...?

Xiao Bai was quite confident in her physical coordination; she thought she wouldn't just fall down the stairs so easily...

Thinking this, Xiaobai looked around.

Xiaobai was surrounded by a street full of people.

The street stalls were lined up one after another, displaying all sorts of glittering gadgets.

There are heavy armor, sharp daggers, massive greatswords, all sorts of small accessories, bikinis that are either obscure or revealing, and even eggs engraved with strange patterns.

Dressed in various deep-sea costumes, the women waved from their stalls, holding up signs and beckoning to passersby.

"Silver Scale Breastplate, blue quality, one piece of hardware, honest and fair dealing."

"The God owes 10 billion and ran away with his mistress. Clearance sale! Longswords that cost 10 gold are now only 3 gold!"

"Bombs for sale! Three gold coins each, three for ten gold coins!"

"..."

All sorts of scenes that could only be seen in games and cartoons appeared before Xiaobai's eyes.

Xiao Bai raised its head and looked at the pedestrians on the street.

They were indeed all deep-sea giant phoenixes.

"Huh?" Xiaobai scratched the back of his head as he stood up. "Is this the spiritual world? How did I get back here?"

Xiao Bai frowned and looked around.

Is this Dafeng Village? It looks so different now.

Xiaobai was a little confused; she was somewhat bewildered.

However, just as Xiaobai was confused, a quarrel coming from a corner of the street caught Xiaobai's attention.

Most of the deep-sea giant phoenix split-offs don't speak. They don't usually need to talk to each other. The sales pitches they just made were written on signs, so Xiaobai was quite curious to hear someone talking.

Little White stood up from the ground, dusted off its bottom, and curiously walked in that direction.

At the street corner, a deep-sea phoenix with a fake mustache stood in front of its shop, pinching its whiskers and closing its eyes.

Bai Jiahei stood in front of her, stomping his feet and pointing at the Deep Sea Daihou while shouting.

"Why aren't you giving me any tasks?!"

The deep-sea giant remained unmoved and held up a sign.

"Your level is insufficient to speak with the blacksmith."

"Aa ...

Seeing Baijiahei's frantic reaction, Xiaobai roughly understood what changes had occurred in his mental world.

The Will of the Deep Sea has actually turned its mental world into a game...

That's amazing.

Xiao Bai slowly walked behind Bai Jia Hei.

"White plus black?"

"White my ass! You're the one who's white plus black! Your whole family is white..." White plus black seemed to be still angry. She turned her head sharply and glared angrily at Little White behind her.

Then, Bai Jiahei's face, which had been contorted with rage and looked like he wanted to eat someone alive, magically transformed into a gentle and amiable smile. "Boss Bai..."

"..." Xiaobai scratched his cheek with a complicated expression.

"Boss Bai, you actually took the initiative to come and see Bai Jiahei! Bai Jiahei is so happy!" Bai Jiahei was as obedient as Saratoga in front of Lexington.

"I just happened to be here by accident. What are you doing here?" Xiaobai ignored Baijiahei's earlier complaint about his name.

Upon hearing this, Bai Jiahei's little face immediately turned aggrieved: "Boss, I'm leveling up here."

"Leveling up... about that maid ranking?"

"hold head high."

"Oh, I see. So what level are you at now?"

"Reporting to the boss, I've reached level two."

"...Uh, it's a bit low."

"Waaaaah, my level is too low, I can't accept quests! I can only level up by chopping trees and pulling weeds, and I can't even beat that chicken at the village entrance, waaaaah..." Bai Jiahei cried helplessly. "I've been chopping all night, I've even got blisters, and I finally managed to reach level two. I thought I could at least accept quests at level two, so I came to try... but I still can't. This game is so rubbish, there's no gaming experience at all, waaaaah..."

Xiao Bai looked around helplessly.

Putting everything else aside, the environment quality is actually quite good. Apart from the NPC models basically having the same face, the environment and atmosphere are the best I can remember. Besides, this is a legendary VR game, so it's hard to call it trash.

This is all the fault of the planners.

Just criticize the planners.

"Can't you talk to her?" Xiaobai pointed to the blacksmith shop.