The old man was still silently thinking about the past, when out of the corner of his eye, he saw a blue-white figure jumping up. He hurried up to meet him: "Yo! What is the wind blowing you? Little Lao'er, the sugar man here is delicious! ”

The figure stopped in front of the old man, and it was a delicate-looking blonde girl like a doll. She said to the old man crisply: "Uncle, how much is your sugar man here?" Don't be too expensive, it's too expensive for me to afford. ”

The old man replied, "It's not expensive, it's not expensive, the sugar man is a total of one yuan." Have a girl to try? ”

"Then I want three, it's three dollars. To give. The girl quickly bought the candy man.

The old man smiled and looked at the girl holding the freshly baked candy man, and said kindly: "Girl, come again next time!" Little Lao'er, this sugar man still needs you to take care of it! ”

"I will, man." The girl looked at the freshly baked sugar man in her hand, and while responding to the old man, she blew on the sugar man.

"Des Moines! Her Royal Highness Yaoji is looking for you! In the distance, two gray-uniformed Governor's Guard Ship Girls said to the girl as they ran.

"Got it, got it, let me finish the candy man in my hand and then go." The girl named Des Moines said impatiently to the two ship girls.

"Yes, the lowly will wait here." The two shipwives stood behind her after saluting Des Moines, but they looked like they were going to escort prisoners.

Although Des Moines can eat it slowly, it is also uncomfortable for these two to stand next to her with a disgusting expression that makes her feel sick when she sees it. So Des Moines ate the candy man he had just bought in two bites, wiped his mouth and said to the two, "What the hell is the Governor looking for me?" ”

"I don't know about it, but the governor suddenly asked me to wait for you to come over." The two shipwives replied expressionlessly.

"Okay, okay, it's really annoying, it's rare that one day your good mood is disturbed by you! Then take me there! Des Moines complained and let the two lead the way.

The two of them bowed their heads silently and led the way, and Des Moines followed boredly after her, wondering what the governor was looking for her. Since I can't think of a clue, I don't want to. Anyway, when we meet, His Royal Highness the Governor will definitely say it. Des Moines thought.

Soon, Des Moines followed the two shipwives to the gates of the Governor's Palace. After verifying their identities, the two shipwives took a step back and saluted Des Moines before leaving.

Des Moines entered the tall gray-black complex alone. She walked in the empty corridors of the Doge's Palace, occasionally spotting a strange pattern with a hint of black smoke in the corner of the wall or in the ceiling joint.

Des Moines knew exactly what those were, and she had seen them in countless battles at sea. Those are buildings that have been infected by the power of the deep sea, and those that have been infected by the power of the deep sea have the same patterns as here, but the patterns here are only the lowest level of infection compared to those buildings that have been completely infected. The presence of a building infested by the power of the deep sea in the residence of one of the supreme leaders of mankind has to be pondered.

Des Moines came to a door that was already covered in deep-sea patterns. She knocked lightly on the door, and a voice came from inside, "Come in, Des Moines." ”

Des Moines's delicate little face was deeply twisted together with two heroic golden eyebrows, and she stared coldly at the woman in front of her who was kneeling on the ground with her head bowed.

The woman in front of her has a beauty that is not inferior to that of the ship's mother, but unfortunately her gray-white hair and pale skin ruin her beauty, making her look like a living corpse rather than a living human.

The woman raised her head to look at Des Moines, who noticed that her left eye had completely changed into the dark purple white and black pupils of the Deep Sea Ship Lady, and the black and white whites and pupils of a normal human in her right eye.

The woman opened her mouth, and a hoarse voice came out: "Des Moines, there is a meeting in half a month, and I will let you accompany me to participate." How's it going? ”

Des Moines turned disgusted at the woman and said, "You damn deep sea, get out of my admiral's body as soon as possible!" ”

The woman smiled strangely and said, "I am your admiral!" My dear little Des Moines! ”

"Shut up, you damn deep sea! You're not my admiral at all! When I find a way, I'll kick you out of my Admiral's body!" Des Moines shouted angrily at the woman in front of her.

"I'm your admiral. Little Des Moines, don't forget that you sent me to your Admiral! The woman continued to laugh.

"You!" Des Moine's whole body was trembling with anger, and she directly embodied her ship suit. Nine 203-mm naval guns were already aimed at the woman in front of her.

"How's it going?" The woman asked, not caring at all about the naval gun that was on her face.

Des Moines was now eager to use his 203mm naval guns to blow the deep sea in front of her that occupied her Admiral to pieces. But the link from the depths of her soul reminded her that her Admiral's soul had not disappeared. The power of the contract was still restraining her, preventing her from making any dangerous moves against the woman in front of her.

Although she can also rely on her own strength to forcibly break through the power of the contract and directly blast the woman in front of her to pieces, but after the cannon, she will directly fall into the deep sea, and she is also the kind of deep-sea habitat that is extremely powerful.

She didn't know if she would be able to come back after she killed the Admiral in front of her who was occupied by the deep sea, but she knew that if she did, she would be in the hands of the deep sea. Because this deep sea has been using various means to lure himself into depravity since occupying his own admiral's body, fortunately he was spared because he was a ship girl with a perception beyond ordinary people and the ability to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Des Moines knew that he had to endure it at this time, even if the deep sea in front of him provoked him in every way. Because once you can't resist taking that step, then your own admiral will never be able to come back.

Des Moines asked coldly, "Haven't you been to any meetings since you came back?" Also, what kind of meetings do I need to bring to attend? Aren't those shipwives polluted by you enough? ”

The woman continued to laugh wickedly; "Of course, you can choose not to go. This is the World Governors' Conference, where you may find hope or where you may experience despair. But this is not to ask for your opinion, but to order you. You should also have met the shipwresses who I gave power, and I can forcibly give it to you as I gave them strength. ”