"Then that's it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Bismarck left Dean Mary Sue's office after dropping this sentence.

Gently closing the door, Bismarck's eyes narrowed as he looked at the sunset that had already appeared on the horizon.

"It's time to go back." Bismarck whispered, raising his feet and walking towards his dormitory.

The admiral of the newcomers on the road greeted Bismarck when he saw him, and she nodded in agreement.

It wasn't until she was about to get to the dormitory that Bismarck breathed a sigh of relief.

She really didn't want to be here if she could, even on the most dangerous fronts.

But for some unspeakable reason, Bismarck had to run to the rear in search of a new admiral with outstanding potential.

"I'm back." Walking into his dormitory, Bismarck shouted to the second floor, but received no response.

"I brought back food, and if you don't come down to eat it, I'll throw it away." Bismarck seemed to have expected that his sister would not respond to him, and took out the fried steel bars packed from the canteen directly from the ship's space.

"Welcome back, sister." The door to Tirbitz's room was opened, and Tirbitz walked out of the room with her hair tousled and greeted Bismarck below, except that in her tone, it seemed that she was just a formulaic coping.

"Hmph, I don't remember having such a lazy sister as you." Bismarck snorted coldly and threw the food in his hand onto the table.

"It's not because sister, you're so good, I can't compare to my sister in the north house anyway, if my sister is here, these little things won't be my turn at all." Tirbitz walked slowly downstairs from the upper floor, walked to the table beside Bismarck, pulled a chair and sat down.

"No, no, if it's thicker than your skin, I can't compare to you." Bismarck angrily took out a steel bar, and as he spoke, he put it in his mouth and chewed it, the steel was as hard as a biscuit in the mouth of the ship's wife.

"Hmm, why is this again?" Tilbitz looked at the steel bars on the table with some disgust, although she liked to eat steel, but if the food every night was like this, even the North House would be disgusted, "I want to eat something else." ”

Tirbitz protested that his sister always came back with fried steel bars.

"Yes, you can eat whatever you want." Originally, Tirbitz was ready to be rejected, but he didn't expect Bismarck to say this.

"Really?" Tirbitz knew what his sister was saying, but he asked again.

"Of course it's true, if you go to the cafeteria by yourself, don't you eat whatever you want?" Bismarck, who had already eliminated a steel bar, took a steel bar from his lunch box and ate it again.

"Sister, won't you help me bring some back, I'm your own sister." Tirbitz still didn't give up, "And sister, don't you know that I have a strange disease, and I must stay at home for a certain amount of time every day, otherwise I will die." ”

"Hmph, as long as you talk a lot, you still don't eat, if you don't eat, I'll eat it all, it just so happens that I'm a little hungry today." Bismarck directly ignored his sister's statement, obviously they are all ships of the same type, why is the character so much worse.

"Well, forget it." Tirbitz saw that Bismarck did not let go at all, so he had to obediently eat fried steel bars.

"Well, what about Ivan?" Bismarck's eyes glanced to the second floor and asked Tirbitz.

"I don't know." Tirbitz replied impatiently.

"If you don't know, don't eat it." Snatching the bento on the table to his side, Bismarck threatened.

"I said I went to buy furniture, so I guess I'm back now." Tirbitz chose to give in.

"Hmph." With a cold snort, Bismarck pushed the bento towards Tirbitz.

"I'm back." And just as Tirbitz was about to finish the steel bar, Ivan pushed open the door and walked in.

"Everything that needs to be done is done?" Bismarck asked Ivan in the morning to finish all the trivial things.

"Well, almost." Anyway, I don't know a few people here, if it weren't for the fact that there wasn't even a bed in the room, Ivan wouldn't even want to go out, "I went to Zehu Market in the afternoon and bought something." ”

"I bought this sleeping bag in one afternoon, I thought you'd buy a big bed." Bismarck looked at the gray-green sleeping bag that Ivan was holding in his hand.

"I was going to buy a single bed, but I didn't buy it for some reason, and this sleeping bag was given to me by a strange uncle." Putting the sleeping bag aside in his hand, Ivan sat down, "What's it, is it delicious?" ”

"Fried steel bars, do you want it?" Tirbitz took a steel bar of a very strange color and handed it to Ivan.

"Well, I still don't." Listening to the name is not something that humans can eat, Ivan shook his head decisively.

"Oh." Seeing that Ivan didn't want to, Tirbitz withdrew his hand, took advantage of the situation, put the steel bar in his mouth, and chewed it.

"Well, here you go, I think you should be able to eat these things." Bismarck took out a small lunch box from the ship's space and handed it to Ivan.

"Buns?" Ivan took the lunch box and opened it to see that there were six buns neatly placed inside.

"I took it by the way when I was in the cafeteria before, and you should be able to eat it with bean paste filling."

"Well, of course, I like to eat bean paste buns the most." Ivan took out a bun and took a big bite directly.

"That's good." Bismarck breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, by the way, Bismarck, there's something I want to ask you?" Ivan swallowed the bean paste bag in his mouth and looked at Bismarck.

"What's the matter?"

"Well, what do you shipwrecks think of our Admiral?"

"What do you think?" Bismarck's brow furrowed.

"It's what you think of the Admiral of this world, not the Admiral from another world like me." Ivan thought that Bismarck did not understand his problem.

"Why do you ask this question?" Bismarck's expression was the same as before, there was no expression at all except seriousness, but Tirbiz, who was chewing steel on the side, froze.

"Why do you ask, well, I met a wandering ship lady in the afternoon, and she didn't seem to be very friendly to the admirals of this world. Isn't there a partnership between the ship's mother and the admiral? Ivan thought of the previous raiders.

"Hmph, your main task now is to become stronger, don't worry about the rest, I'll tell you when the time comes." Bismarck told Ivan not to think about these things.

"When is that okay?"

"When? Wait until you can make a soul contract with me and my sister at the same time. Bismarck waved his hand and stood up from his chair, "Okay, after eating, hurry up and rest for me, enjoy your last leisure time, and when tomorrow comes, I will train you strictly." ”

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you." Tilbitz also lost a word, and then got up and walked to his room.

, Bismarck, your level is more than level 90, and if you want to establish a contract with you, the soul strength must not be S-level, and Tirbitz, as your sister, is not much worse, and it is estimated that you have to be S-level to establish a soul connection, and it is enough for me to establish a soul connection with any of you, and I actually let me establish a soul connection with the two of you at the same time.

"Hmph, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, anyway, sooner or later I'll know it myself." Swallowing the bun in his hand, Ivan chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it directly.