194. Do you think the Admiral is just a simple joke?

"It's an adventure. +◆Top+◆Point+◆Small+◆ Say,"

Looking at the girl in front of him who looked like him, Yamato showed a reassuring smile.

In fact, she had always thought she had been unlucky lately. I met her several times, but I always didn't speak because of various relationships, and yesterday I was caught by the mysterious ship girl for inexplicable reasons and fainted directly.

If it weren't for the fact that the power of the ship Niang itself was embodied in the subspace, she could have been restored by directly pouring two bottles of subspace condensed materials, and it is estimated that she would still be lying in the hospital now.

But even so, the doctor advised her not to walk around. In order to stabilize the problem, he put a bandage on his head to indicate that he was injured or sick. But the time in the hospital was so boring that she thought about it and decided that she should go out for a walk. So I went straight to the Tianjing Library, hoping to find something to read.

However, just as she was about to look for some reading materials, she heard a conversation between men and women in the library. And Yamato happened to feel that the woman's voice was a little familiar, so he followed the voice and found it, and sure enough, he saw that No. 111 was behind the bookshelf.

That's the power of fate, isn't it? ’

Looking at No. 111, whose face was a little incredulous, Yamato's heart became a little happy.

Although I don't know why the other side of fate has a face that the sky is falling, Yamato feels that his luck today is definitely bursting.

You can meet your favorite idol after going out for a walk, so why don't you just buy a welfare lottery or something?

"It's just that the ghost fleet or something, and it's really going to come to Tianjing to attend the conference?" ’

Looking at the man beside No. 111, carrying a thick book with a slightly strange expression, Yamato subconsciously looked carefully.

So that means this man is her admiral?' ’

Looks...... A little evil, huh?

Faced with the appearance and demeanor that were obviously different from normal humans, Yamato couldn't help but muttered in his heart.

It seems to be for some not-so-normal reason. It is almost impossible to tell the age of the person just by his appearance. The unusually thin looking face was full of tiredness. The pupil in the eye socket has almost no luster at all, but has the texture of an inorganic substance.

And even in the environment of the library, he still wears a commander's suit, wearing an old admiral hat that looks a little striking. A command knife that looked like it was some age was hanging from his waist, and the whole person presented an atmosphere that was out of place in this library. It felt like something from another world, something that resembled a human but wasn't.

“…… You are? ”

The man looked at Yamato, who was a little stiff, and frowned. Asked out loud. And the slightly hoarse voice also has a strange sense of majesty, and it is impossible to distinguish the age.

Especially when his gaze slowly turned to look at himself, Yamato felt a trace of cold breath in his eyes. When he looked at the inorganic pupils aimed at him, Yamato even felt as if he was being targeted by some monster.

"No, it's fine."

Number 111 smiled awkwardly.

"Actually, we actually only met yesterday, because of some small accidents, so it wasn't a big deal."

While telling his own admiral a lie that he didn't even believe in ghosts, he frantically frowned at Yamato. But because there is really no telepathy. Yamato could only look at No. 111 with a puzzled expression.

"I haven't asked anything, 111. Calm down a bit. ”

The stereotyped man said calmly, and then turned his gaze to Yamato's side.

"That's what I want to ask. Who are you? Since when did you know about us? I don't think our fleet has become so well-known that it can be easily recognized by others. ”

"Huh? Ah......h

What's going on? This person.

Looking at the indifferent man, a sense of crisis that seeped out of his soul made Yamato hesitate a little.

It was like seeing not an Admiral, but a human exorcism with a human skin on the outside, and something else inside, the feeling that triggered the Uncanny Valley effect.

And she also seemed to see a flash of purple light in the man's pupils.

Is he really human? Why is there always a sense of crisis that I had when I first encountered the deep sea? No, it should be the fear of the higher echelons. It's not so much about running into the deep ocean. It's better to come across something incomprehensible, the product of fear.

This guy. It's not human, is it......

Worthy of being the Admiral of the Ghost Fleet?

Looking at the inquiring look on the man's thin face, Yamato suppressed the horror in his heart, and pulled out a rather embarrassed smile on his face.

"Yes, that's right, I've actually admired Miss 111 for a long time. Because in—"

"Alright, you don't have to say any more."

The terrifying man waved his hand. interrupted Yamato's narration and said indifferently.

"That's between you and 111, and it has nothing to do with me. I don't know when she made you a friend, but I'm not unreasonable. ”

It's your freedom to make friends.

Dressed in an unusually neat admiral costume, the man who was out of place with the surrounding atmosphere said indifferently. Then he waved his hand at No. 111, who looked like he had been pardoned for some reason. Motioned for her to continue communicating with Yamato.

"Also, if there's nothing to do, go outside and catch up. The library is not a place to catch up. If the relationship between the two is relatively good, please go outside. ”

"And it's not a good thing that there's something private for me to hear."

The man reached out and pushed the admiral's hat, and said in a stern voice.

"Yes!"

In the face of the emotionless words of the Admiral of the Living Dead, No. 111 didn't know why, he saluted excitedly, and then quickly grabbed Yamato's hand, and even pulled her out of the library, as if he was going to say something.

Although he was full of curiosity about the zombie-like cold and stereotypical man, Yamato still didn't do anything out of respect for his idol and let No. 111 pull him out of the library.

And I don't know if it's an illusion, it seems that after No. 111 left, the man also showed a relieved expression on his face.

'What's going on with this fleet?' ’

Looking at the vague figure, the questions in Yamato's heart became more and more. (To be continued......)