The town guards the Gelst Pier

Jiqi stood in the setting sun and stared, the land in front of him dyed red by the setting sun, and the orange light shone on the remote archipelago like a light veil covering his face. He looked at it in a daze, his pupils were full of such red light, and his heart suddenly burst with reluctance, as if he didn't want to leave.

Just like when I left the slums, although I stood at the door in the morning and closed the door and muttered that I would have to go back one day, when I set foot in my town guard's house, I never once had such a thought flashed in my mind, as if I had completely forgotten that place, and perhaps the memory of it had been erased by me. Sometimes when the speaker speaks, he always swears and promises sincerely, but when he looks back, he forgets everything completely, and there is not even the kind of scum left. This time too, like the abandoned dilapidated hut, there will be no chance to come back here.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, his plain white short sleeves swaying in the evening breeze.

Jiqi turned around and stepped onto the cruise ship docked at the pier waiting for him to board, followed by the solemn-looking shipwives, like a group of wanderers who had left their homes and were going to the next strange place.

In front of you is a luxurious giant cruise ship, with a towering three-story building on a metal deck, and the sun sets on the huge swimming pool at the top, which glows like ripples. The entire ship is painted in a rare gold, and the polished paint reflects a gorgeous streamer in the sunlight, like sparkling gold.

"Greetings, Honorable Admiral, I am Paka, the first mate of this cruise ship, and I have come to meet you on the orders of the Secretary General." A young man in a neat tuxedo stood at the boarding gate waiting, and he bent slightly to show respect for his guests.

"First mate Packa?" Ji Qi looked at this slender man, and there was an inexplicable familiarity. "Did I see you somewhere?" He tilted his head and tried to remember.

"It was the last time the Secretary General of the Avant-Garde visited your town guard's mansion." Paccar kindly reminded. "I was standing outside the door as an assistant to the Secretary-General."

"Is that you?" Ji Qi finally remembered that when he was talking to the avant-garde, he swept over and saw the black figure, his forehead hair was so long that no one could see his eyes. "You're here to pick us up and take us to the new town guard mansion this time?" He went up the gangway, followed by the ship's mother.

"Yes, this is the Secretary-General's personal account." Paca followed half a body behind Jiqi, and followed his steps to climb the steel behemoth. "She asked me to take you to the new town guard mansion as a commissioner."

"Why?" Ji Qi tilted his head and asked, "I'm just an ordinary admiral, so there's no need for such special treatment." ”

"No, your fate was sealed from the moment you first became an Admiral." Paca took a few quick steps forward, pushed the closed hatch open, and bent down to beckon Jiqi and his shipwives to enter.

Inside the door is a richly decorated room, with a long table for dining not far from the doorway, a fabric sofa for lounging at the back, two sliding windows that can be pushed open on the other, and an empty deck with beach loungers for sunbathing and a log table for cold drinks. At this time, the sun is setting, and the warm light is swaying for the last time.

"This is a room for resting, you can ask me any questions, I think we should have a pleasant meeting here." Paca smiled and walked into the room, handing the wooden sandals to Jiqi at the door, and motioning for him and the ship's girls to change into them, "Overhead is the second floor for resting and the third floor for swimming, you can go up the stairs over there if you need to." He pointed to the metal bracket of the staircase opposite the doorway, which was made of solid wood.

"So the first question." Ji Qi put on his sandals, revealing his bare toes, "Why is the Secretary General so concerned about me as an admiral?" He got straight to the point without hesitation.

"That's because you deserve it from the Secretary-General." Paca walked over to the woven couch behind the long table and motioned for Jiqi to sit down and talk slowly. "The first time the Secretary-General and I learned of your presence from the report, we have decided that as long as you survive this storm, you will be the next Admiral worthy of the full protection and cultivation of our Governor's Palace."

Jiqi sat down, and the soft sofa wrapped him whole. "So you're looking at my potential?" He raised an eyebrow and spoke very directly.

"Suffice it to say," Paccar nodded, "Because the possibilities of your Admiral Talent possessor are endless, we believe that if you are given a certain amount of time, you can grow to an existence that we didn't expect." ”

"So it's also your idea to change the town guard this time?" Jiqi turned his head to watch the shipwives disappear at the staircase leading to the second floor, and as if to not disturb his conversation with Packa, Lexington decided to take them upstairs for a visit.

"No, it's the Secretary-General's own decision." Paccar shook his head in denial. "The Governor's Mansion is to wait and see, but the Secretary-General insists on giving you a new Governor's Palace."

"Oh?" Jiqi was a little puzzled by the avant-garde's intentions, "Why is that?" ”

"I don't know, I'm just an assistant to the secretary general, I don't have the qualifications and authority to question her decision, the only thing I can do is to implement it." Paccar shook his head and smiled wryly, shrugging his shoulders to show helplessness.

Jiqi sighed, "Then the second question, what are you going to do with Makallon?" Whether to demote him or assign him. ”

"Him?" Paca grimaced, "You may not believe it, but now that he has escaped our surveillance, in other words, he has disappeared and no one knows what he is doing now?" ”

"Missing?" Jiqi has a feeling that he has been deceived. "There are so many people in the Governor's Palace, why can't even an old man look at it?"

"As much as I don't want to admit it, I have to say that it was my dereliction of duty. Our plan was to fight against the counterattack of Mercarron's forces with all our might, but the final result was beyond everyone's expectations, and he suddenly disappeared, along with the forces entrenched in the Great Plains. ”

"So now you're up to you in the whole Pacific?" Set of prayers.

"Suffice it to say, we've now taken over the entire division, with our eyeliner on almost every corner." Paccar's understatement, to put it mildly, seems to be doing a simple and easy thing. But Jiqi knows that to control this huge sea and land in the palm of his hand, it is definitely not a matter that can be done with a mouth, and it will take countless manpower and wealth to fill this bottomless pit. He looked at the young man with an expression full of indifference, and had a new understanding of the horror of the Governor's Palace.

"So you mean I can walk down the street in peace?" Jiqi stretched out his finger and pointed to the bright tiles under his feet.

"Let's just say that, because we're always keeping you safe." Paccar nodded in agreement.

"I guess it's not so much protection as surveillance, like monitoring test rats, watching my every move." Jiqi replied with a sneer, and his eyes became cold. Although the other party said it sincerely, it made him feel powerless that there was nowhere to escape.

"No, no, no, it's a misunderstanding." Paca hurriedly waved his hand, he didn't expect that what he just said would make the other party think it was a demonstration and warning, in fact, the Governor's Mansion simply wanted to cultivate this admiral with unlimited potential, not surveillance or imprisonment, but real protection, not any exchange of interests. Besides, now that the Secretary-General has volunteered to become the ship's mother of this young man, who dares to do anything to him is simply impatient! "We don't mean any coercion, of course, if you don't want to accept our protection, we can remove those people, I can guarantee that!" He raised his palm, his tone firm as iron.

Jiqi stared at him stunned, as if trying to see through the gap between his hair, but to his disappointment, there was no fluctuation in Packa's pupils, and he didn't seem to be lying. These little movements were all learned from Lexington, because she had seen all kinds of people, and knew that the eyes of liars would fluctuate differently. "And what are you for? Know that everyone has a purpose for something, and I want to know what your purpose is. He sighed helplessly, knowing that what the other party said was all true.

"Our purpose is very simple, it is to train more worthy of training ship girls and admirals to fight for the future of mankind." Paccar said proudly, with pride in his tone.

Ji Qi looked at the somewhat nervous young man in front of him with rolling eyes, and he could clearly feel the blood surging in the other party's body, like a warrior full of infinite fighting spirit. If it had been a few days earlier, he might not have been infected by this hot-blooded young man named Packa, who shouted that he would join the Doge's Palace for the future of the world, and he would never have been an unknown member of it. But now that he has experienced death and seen through the nature of the world, he has long extinguished the burning flame, and even if it burns again, it will only be because of his ship, not some bullshit human future. He never thought about what he wanted to be a hero, the end of the hero is very miserable, even if you save the world, there will still be people who blame and blame you for why you didn't show up earlier. This is the root of human inferiority, most of them only think about themselves, except for a poor few who will burn themselves to light up the world. He does not want to be that small part, even if he burns it he will only illuminate those he loves, and those who are hateful do not deserve that light, and he will not give it.

"So you're trying to get me on your board?" Ji Qi understood what he meant.

"So to speak," Paccar muttered for a moment and nodded, "but we will respect your decision, and whether you agree with it or not, we will protect and nurture you, because you are now the hope of humanity." He finally spat out the words slowly, his tone heavy and expectant.

Jiqi didn't answer immediately, just looked at the sky outside the window that was gradually darkening, and sighed softly. "How so? I'm not the kind of person who has big ambitions, I just hope that I have the strength to protect the group of cute girls around me, and I don't expect anything else. As he spoke, he turned to look at Paccar and whispered, "I know you want me to join the Doge's Mansion and contribute to the future of humanity as you call it." But do you think it's really possible? Although the current strength of human beings is not as strong as that of the deep sea, the number of ship wives is not comparable to those wolf-like Deadpools. But a corner of the country is enough, so why every year there are still many towns and harbors that fall and are swallowed up by the deep sea, and no one comes forward to claim what is lost. In the final analysis, it is because of those who are in charge that they have been afraid and evasive, they always say that they take care of the overall situation, and if they can't bear it, they will make big plans, but to put it bluntly, those people only have the idea of running away in their minds and have no direction to move forward. It's like a guy who hasn't drunk standing in the middle of a group of drunks, he knows which way home he is, but no one listens to him, because they're all drunk, and their heads are full of alcohol that paralyzes themselves. He paused, hesitated for a moment, and said cruelly. So Packa, you have a great idea, but I think it may not end up the way you think, and it may disappoint you. ”

Paca was stunned and opened his mouth to refute, but he didn't utter a single syllable until the end.