Azur Lane: Commander's Code of Conduct

Information state reincarnation.

Guanghui was not surprised that the commander would choose this skill.

She also learned a lot of things from her exchanges with other ship girls in the past few days. This includes the effects of various commander skills. Although she felt that her port situation was different from that of other new commanders.

She was not the kind of new ship girl who had just been built and needed to grow. Her strength had almost reached its limit.

Compared with information state reincarnation, another commander skill called synchronous growth is obviously more suitable for the current commander.

But from a perceptual point of view, the commander's choice may be what she actually wants to see in her heart.

The commander is sometimes a jerk, but he has never disappointed anyone. Of course, no matter how jerk the commander is, Guanghui will definitely dispel the darkness in the commander's heart.

Seeing the commander finish the black tea, Guanghui smiled and filled Wang Yu's cup again. Picked up a piece of dessert and tasted it in small bites.

It feels that the dessert tastes better after a while. Seeing the commander's eyes looking over, she responded elegantly and gave the commander a lady's smile.

"As for the acquisition of commander experience, the easiest way to get it is to attack. Secondly, improving the strength of the ship girl and the commander's own ability can also gain commander experience." Wang Yu has seen a post where a commander complained that learning cooking can also improve commander experience.

A lot of commanders posted below that the poster may not have eaten the royal secret recipe of Looking Up at the Stars. Otherwise, he should understand how important cooking is for commanders.

The desserts made by Glory are delicious. But if Glory really cooks, Wang Yu is not sure if he can bite the bullet and eat it.

According to Wang Yu's own understanding, the commander will get positive feedback from the commander system when doing anything that conforms to the commander's behavior, which is equivalent to the increase of commander experience. He himself defines this as the commander's code of conduct!

As for the principle, there are too many black technologies I have seen these days, so why bother with these.

The ultimate of science is magic.

When he has a strong enough port and becomes a man who reigns over the top of the blue world, he will take a good look at what kind of magic this is...

Just when Wang Yu and his secretary ship exchanged information with each other and cultivated feelings by the way

In the elegantly decorated room, the walls are covered with various insect specimens. On the table are several dinosaur fossil figurines, the Q-version fossils look very cute. The tabletop looks like it has just been carefully cleaned and wiped spotlessly.

It is obviously a bedroom, but it looks more like an exhibition hall.

Shangri-La lies on the bed. He half-raises himself with his arms and takes out a thick photo album to flip through. The photos show various ship girls, both individual and group photos. Everyone's face is filled with happy smiles, and time seems to be frozen in that joyful moment.

In many photos, the same figure in a white navy uniform can be seen. The other ship girls in the photos are either intimate with him, or reserved, or pretending to be serious, trying to remain calm in front of the camera. But he seemed to look the same in every photo, with that never-fading smile on his face, and that look that made people feel friendly and at ease...

Shangri-La flipped through the album, but the album was very thick. She had already turned so many pages, but she had not even turned 1/3 of the entire album.

She flipped through it carefully, as if she was re-arranging the old times that had passed...

Shangri-La stared at a photo of herself for a long time. In the photo, her face was serious, as if she was not taking a photo, but giving a lecture on the podium.

The Ferris wheel in the background seemed to be rotating, and there were some children playing in the corners of the photo. The photo was taken very casually, as if it was out of interest, just a casual shot...

If I had smiled more at that time, would the photo have turned out better? This thought suddenly arose in my mind.

Shangri-La suddenly lost interest in flipping through the album again, and felt empty in her heart...

Carefully closed the album, and then carefully put it in the cabinet at the head of the bed. Then he turned over and lay on his back on the bed, tilting his head to look at the other girl standing in the room. The girl stood quietly in a corner of the room, silent like a sculpture, inconspicuous among a pile of specimens and fossils.

"Can't figure it out, Essex?" Seeing Essex just lowered his head and didn't speak as if he was angry, Shangri-La had to talk to himself.

"After all, they need to apply for a Class A port area. This kind of high-standard port area, even inThe headquarters doesn't have much extra reserves. Not to mention us, is there nothing we can do about it? "

"But you can still apply for it, right?" This simple sentence seemed to pierce Essex's heart, or it was what she was waiting for, and her purpose was like this. She couldn't help but speak, her voice sounded like pleading, "As long as you are willing to apply, you can always apply for it. We have done so much over the years, and we haven't asked the headquarters for anything. As long as we ask..."

She stopped abruptly before she finished speaking, and Shangri-La's voice easily shattered her fantasy.

Broken dreams can't be remembered, she already knew the result, so the rebuttal easily took away all her strength.

"Then what? I don't mind him joining other branches. I guess he doesn't care either. Other branches will not refuse such a powerful port area to join, but then what?" ".

"Are we really going to give him up like this? How do you think the headquarters will view this? What will other branches think? Or what would the other commanders in our division think? He obviously has a suitable port area but he is unwilling to hand it over. The division obviously needs more commanders but he gives up his own people. "

"But why there? I know there are several other ports that are also suitable, just a little worse. They only need to be renovated and take a little more time. I can explain to him, apologize to him, or ask him." Essex's voice sounded like a plea, like a desperate person grasping at the last straw. "Can't we change to another place? Is it really impossible? "

"But that place is the most suitable, and..." Shangri-La climbed up from the bed.

She stepped barefoot on the luxurious floor. Although her voice sounded as calm as usual, tears welled up in her eyes.

The tears blurred her eyes, making her unable to see the familiar room clearly. She staggered to Essex and hugged her. The two hugged each other tightly, as if they were hugging each other's only support.

"Sister, we, we can't go back..."