"Admiral?"

“……”

"Admiral?"

The cold tide takes away the temperature of the body, and when you open your eyes, Stoke wakes up on the white sand. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

At the end of my memory, I was flying into space on the spaceship 'Big and Good', but I don't know if it was because of the overfilling of fuel or the wrong screw of a mechanic boy - anyway, the spaceship turned into a cannon battle and exploded into fireworks in the air.

Originally, it was nothing to say. After all, orc technology is shocking, isn't it? If you don't blow it up this time, you will blow it up next time, at most, it will blow up a trouble point in the sky, and you may fall to your death on the ground.

But at that time, Stoke heard an unexpected voice: a guy who called himself the 'Lord God' made contact with him and saved his life on the condition of 'messing around in the world'.

And then what? What's going on now?

Why is there a girl in front of me? Where is this? Who is she? What is she going to do?

"What, what's this?"

In the spirit of asking questions if he didn't understand, Stoke sat up in the water, and then he scratched his head and began to ask.

"And who are you?"

And the petite-looking schoolboy with black hair and a sailor suit...... I mean, the girl breathed a sigh of relief when she heard him speak, and then began to answer his questions.

"Well, I'm the destroyer blowing snow...... Admiral, are you alright?"

"Admiral, what's that?"

"Forehead ......"

Hearing this, Fuxue blinked, and his heart was stunned. This Admiral can't be amnesia, right?" she thought to herself, but she didn't dare to ask directly. So he could only smile awkwardly, and then answer seriously.

"Admiral, you love to joke...... The Admiral is the commander of the fleet. ”

"Fleet, okay, I know. ”

Stoke thought for a moment and thought it made sense—he had a ship, after all: the Big and Good, though it disintegrated in the air and turned into fireworks, was it a ship, wasn't it? It doesn't seem wrong to say that he's a fleet admiral.

"Do you really know that......"

"Of course, who are you?"

Stoke stood up and looked down at the girl—she wasn't half his height, and even with some strange steel on her back, she looked thin.

However, it doesn't seem to be human.

In terms of 'taste', she is very different from humans.

"I'm your destroyer Blowing Snow, did you introduce me just now?"

"I didn't care. ”

Of course Stoke won't care, because he's an Oak. Fighting, sleeping, brainstorming, nothing else.

“…… Uh, okay...... I think that's something that could happen...... So Admiral, are we going back to the town guard?"

"Where is that?"

“…… Well, haven't you read your workbook?"

Of course I haven't seen it, I don't even know what it is.

Stoke thought so and began to look around.

It looks like an island, with a slightly curved coastline that stretches to the left and right, forming an irregular circle. That is, there is no ecological pollution, and there are no traces of man-made objects, just like the uninhabited desert island that often appears in the story, it is full of a pristine natural beauty...... Oh, it seems like there is. At the other end of the island, which is divided by forest, there seems to be a column of smoke rising.

[Mandatory Mission: Go to the Town Guard's Mansion]

[Reward: 500 Bonus Points]

Just then, there was a jolt in Oak's wrist. The three-meter-tall Stoker looked down and saw that he had a watch on his left hand, as thick as a pillar—very large, very heavy, reddish overall, but badly peeling paint, very much in line with Oak's aesthetic.

This is the command of the Lord God, right?

"Okay, I know. ”

Stoke nodded, although he didn't quite understand what the situation was here, but since the main gods had issued tasks, let's do it first?

"Blowing snow, huh?"

"Yes?"

"Take me to the town guard's mansion. ”

"Ahh

"Then show me the workbook or something, too. ”

“…… I don't think you've seen it. ”

By the time the two of them returned to the town guard's mansion, it was already an hour later.

……

……

"In other words, I'm the Admiral here, right?"

Although the space is spacious enough, the furnishings that are used as furniture are quite awkward. Sitting on the crate, Stoke pinched his chin as he looked at the small notebook in his hand.

"Ship Niang...... In other words, it's all blowing snow, a little girl like you?"

"Little girl...... Well, you're a little girl compared to the Admiral......"

Blowing snow is speechless.

Looking at the huge figure who had to bend down just by walking into the office, and couldn't even stay in the room without sitting down, the young ship lady swallowed quietly - if it weren't for the fact that as a ship girl, she naturally knew who her admiral was, and Blowing Snow would have thought that this was a deep-sea ship.

After all, it's too violent.

And then ...... All I want to do is kill them all, right, kill that deep-sea ship or something?"

"That's what it turned out to be...... But you're really ...... Admiral. Well, it's only natural that you're big-hearted. ”

Stoke ignored her.

He wore a pure white admiral suit, an oversized hat, and even a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. The out-of-the-box personality given by the Stoke race allowed him to smoothly enter the role of Admiral - although he thought it was inexplicable at first, it was only arranged by the Lord God to come to this town guard. But now, he's quickly enjoying it.

"Let me see...... The first is to ensure the security of the coast, and in order to achieve this goal, it is necessary to have a fleet of a certain strength......"

That is, to build.

"Well, Admiral, are you going to build a ship? ”

It's still lv1's blowing snow that wiped a cold sweat that didn't exist, although he was born with a lot of magical common sense, such as Fei Ti, Ou Ti, and smuggling - this kind of strange knowledge. But how to put it, I feel that these are not compatible with my own admiral.

After all, who's the Admiral is green? Not the hat, but the skin—emerald green, can't it photosynthesize?

The cranky Blowing Snow didn't know that he had actually guessed correctly.

The Greenskin Admirals ...... It is indeed capable of photosynthesis.

"Well, give it a try. ”

Closing the book with a snap, Greenskin pulled out a PDA from his pocket - this thing was also issued with the military uniform, and was used to allow the Admiral to oversee the Guardhouse.

How much is left of oil, bomb, steel, and aluminum, who is occupying the bathhouse, and how long will the shipyard work...... These are all included.

It can be said that without this thing, the vast majority of novice admirals would be blind - those who have held military positions and engaged in management, not to mention those former civilian admirals who were arrested because they had a resonance wavelength with the ship's mother...... Without this thing, it's really no different from waste.

This is not alarmist.

Without this thing, the Admiralty was not fully automated. It is not uncommon for crises to arise from the poor supervision of individual admirals.

As for the consequences of these crises...... The ship's mother of the entire town guard mansion is still a trivial matter. Directly triggered a rebellion, and there were also situations where the ship's mother launched an attack on the human settlement.

But that doesn't make sense to the greenskins.

Yes.

From all aspects...... None of it makes sense.

"Okay. ”

Rubbing his arm, Stoke smiled heartily.

"Blowing snow, huh? Let's build a ship. ”

"Okay Admiral, what kind of ship are you going to build?"

As the initial ship, Blowing Snow dutifully wants to explain the automated shipyard that comes with the town guard mansion.

"Your manual should have some of the more commonly used construction formulas, and for early builds, I recommend using the battleship formula. ”

"Ah, there's no need. ”

Stoke bent over and walked out, waving for Blowing Snow to follow.

They made it all the way to automated shipyards. Then, under Blowing Snow's puzzled gaze: Stoke rolled up his sleeves and walked in.

"What are you going to do, Admiral?"

"Shipbuilding. ”

Stoke turned his head to the shipbuilding goblins gathering in the background. They looked as confused as Blowing Snow, but they flew around Stoke anyway.

"Even if you say it's shipbuilding. ”

Blowing Xue held his main gun, looking at a loss.

"But what are you going to do?"

Pick up the steel plate and pick up the hammer. Hearing the question of blowing snow, Stoke turned his head as he walked inside, showing a hearty smile.

"I'm professional. ”

"Eh, eh, !?"