Azur Lane: The Tragic Admiral’s Azur Life

The so-called cooperation also has different degrees, and Yang Sikang didn't expect too much from the cooperation with Siren.

What he needs is just a relatively ambiguous state. As long as there is no obvious hostility between the two parties, it will be beneficial to his subsequent development.

However, the information provided by Siren this time was much more than expected, and the content contained some important things.

"Intentionally? But what is their purpose in doing this?"

Yang Sikang muttered to himself, his brows gradually furrowed.

It is not a wise move to compete with Siren with his own ideas. Yang Sikang thought about it for a while but had no idea, so he had to give up.

There is the Siren Party with the Natural Algorithm System and Laplace's Demon, and there is an Observer Zero behind them. Their behavioral logic may not be inferred from the information he currently has.

But one thing is certain, the Sirens would never do anything that is just a waste of time for them, there must be some purpose behind it.

"But even if there is a purpose, so what? As long as I can achieve my own goal, there is no problem."

Yang Sikang muttered to himself and slowly exhaled.

Until the entire fleet arrived at the royal waters and the White Eagle Fleet was about to leave, no further accidents occurred.

The good guy Richard who was defeated in public seemed to have disappeared, but Yang Sikang knew very well that if the good guy Richard could be dealt with so easily by herself now, she would not have been taken so seriously by the Siren side.

It was temporarily repelled, but this fact naturally could not be made public now.

From an objective point of view, this fact has been widely publicized by the White Eagle and Royal camps during the voyage in recent days, and Yang Sikang's name has once again become the focus of attention.

The threat posed by Good Man Richard was clearly seen in the previous reports from various camps, and now that Yang Sikang has defeated him, his reputation has naturally risen.

Coupled with the many promotion measures he arranged during this period, it seemed as if everyone was united in their hearts, and there was an implicit feeling that he was about to be deified.

"It's still the same old trick. Have those idiots really learned nothing from the changing times?"

Looking at the increasingly obvious flattery of himself on the Internet, Yang Sikang shook his head helplessly.

"Yixian, are you sure you want to solve this matter?"

"It won't hurt to try."

Yixian said cheerfully:

"Anyway, we are quite relaxed here now. We play chess a lot on weekdays, so it's fun to change opponents occasionally."

Yang Sikang smiled and pushed all the documents over.

"Since you are interested, then give it a try. There is no harm anyway. It doesn't matter if you can't handle it. The most important thing about flattery is the fall. Unfortunately, it's not that easy for me to fall."

The meaning of flattery is that the higher you stand, the harder you fall. When a person bears fame and expectations beyond his ability, people's expectations of him will greatly increase, and the standards will rise accordingly.

In this way, people are more likely to make mistakes under the influence of pressure, and once they make a mistake, they will fall into the abyss.

The White Eagle Fleet was about to leave here and return to White Eagle, and before leaving, Cleveland and his men came over to say hello as usual.

"We have to go back. We won't play with you here anymore."

Cleveland said:

"Although I don't know what your plan is here, don't take everything on yourself. Anyway, you will definitely not take the opinions and views of outsiders to heart, so I won't say any more nonsense. Remember to tell Enterprise and me when you come back to White Eagle. Also, if you have the chance, remember to go to NY Port and at least check on the unconscious Enterprise."

"Okay, but it will probably take some time to go back. I still have a lot to do here."

Yang Sikang said with a smile, and Enterprise just said hello as usual and then left.

It's normal for a business to handle business affairs in a fair and impartial manner.

The White Eagle Fleet left very quickly, and the return journey was somewhat risky for them, and the White Eagle side also sent a response fleet to meet them halfway.

Yang Sikang followed the royal ship girls and quickly completed the last part of the parade on Hood's mass-produced ship.

Although the parade ended much more hastily than originally planned, with the joint exercise as a prelude and the publicity of the feat of repelling Bonhomme Richard along the way, the overly hasty final part of the parade was praised by many people.

The fact that they had completed the parade after a hard battle and a difficult victory over a dangerous enemy was already commendable enough for the people.

After the parade ended, when everyone returned to the manor...

"Huh?! Hey, hey?! Manor?! It's so big, um, this, this is a lot of work to clean up..."

Edinburgh stood at the gate dumbfounded, looking at the huge manor that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Although I had learned about the situation from my fellow maids on the way, the feeling brought by verbal description and the actual display in front of me were completely different.

As a maid, the first thing that came to Edinburgh's mind was the incredible workload. After all, with such a large manor, even if all the maids were deployed...

"Don't worry. Most of the manor has hired staff to take care of it on a daily basis. The maid team is only responsible for the daily life areas in the main house, and they will make additional preparations when they need to go out to specific areas."

"I-I see. Then... eh?! I mean, Commander! Um, well, I'm not afraid of too much work, it's just..."

Edinburgh breathed a sigh of relief at first, then realized belatedly that the person talking to him was Yang Sikang, and he suddenly became panicked.

Yang Sikang smiled and turned to look at Belfast:

"The head maid is taking a day off today, so there is no work for you today."

Belfast smiled, but still gladly accepted Yang Sikang's kindness.

"Yes, Master."

"Newcastle, I'll leave it to you first?"

Yang Sikang looked at Newcastle, who nodded and saluted:

"Haha, since you said so, let me take on this responsibility after a long absence."

Having said that, the manor actually had special staff coming to clean and maintain it every day while they were away, and most places were kept very clean. Only the study, office and other places where outsiders were not allowed to enter required some cleaning. After all, Newcastle was the former head maid, and she was very handy with these matters.

Not only that, when Yang Sikang and others came back, Shenyue and Lin Shuqin, who had moved here at some point, also breathed a sigh of relief.