The Reborn Admiral of the Ship Girl

"Oh, is it already at this point?"

After chatting with Zhong Yu, who only answered a few words from time to time, and whose voice was obviously much softer than at the beginning, Lexington accidentally saw the huge clock in the center of the square.

The time on the clock is close to noon. According to the past, this is the time Lexington and the others should start preparing for lunch, or to correct it, preparing for Zhong Yu's lunch. Although they occasionally eat it, it is ultimately dispensable to them.

"Well, it's too late to go back and cook now."

Considering the distance between them and his ship at this time, if Zhong Yu planned to have a hot meal, it would probably be in the afternoon.

"Then you go and have something to eat. If you see any portable snacks, bring them to me. There is still a lot of food on the ship. I can still take a nap."

"You can't take lunch casually. This is also for the sake of the commander's health."

"So I have carefully selected, for example, um..." The sound of rummaging through the cabinets came from the other side of the communication. When he heard this, Lexington had a certain understanding of the "careful selection" mentioned by Zhong Yu. of certainty.

"For example, this canned beef, plus quick-frozen canned vegetables and fruits, plus a quick-heat pasta, are nutritionally balanced and delicious. I think it's a bit luxurious."

Seriously... Judging from Zhong Yu's tone, there is no doubt. When his guess became reality, Lexington felt helpless instead of happy. It was really strange.

"Commander, that's not nutritionally balanced at all, is it? As Miss Lexington said, the body is very important and cannot be slacked off."

There was silence from the communicator, and they could almost imagine their admiral carefully reading the words on each can and summarizing the nutrition.

"No, whether it's protein, vitamins, or cellulose and fat, the content is marked on it. These things can provide the human body with good needs."

Zhong Yu is not only no stranger to canned food and instant noodles, he can even be said to be familiar with them. Back then, he had been relying on canned food for a month (it wasn't because he didn't have money, it was because he was lazy and didn't know how to do it) and he had a very good impression of this thing. Its convenience, coupled with the fact that Zhong Yu has no dietary restrictions, is not picky about food, and has a wide variety of tastes, so Zhong Yu was very happy during that time.

"Isn't this the problem marked above? Shouldn't canned food and instant noodles be used for emergencies?" Missouri also interjected.

"I think it's quite urgent now."

Although he was still saying this, Zhong Yu was actually taking back the canned food and instant noodles. On weekdays, when sailing on the sea, Lexington and the others would occasionally leave it alone due to resource and time issues. , but at the time of docking, I definitely disagreed.

"That being said, the time now is a bit..."

Hearing Lexington's hesitant voice, Zhong Yu's hand slowed down when he put the can.

"Sister, how about we go back and if we see a restaurant or something, go inside and bring a copy to the commander?"

Lexington's eyes lit up, "Gaga is right, then commander, wait a moment, we will be back soon."

"Tsk."

In this case, I can only put what I have on hand back in the cabinet and try this flavor next time.

"Commander, did you just click your tongue?"

"No, you must have heard wrong, Jia Jia."

"I heard that right."

"Well, it's up to you to choose that kind of thing. I'll take a nap first."

"Can you actually go to bed early?!"

"Because the key point is to sleep around noon..."

After ending the call neatly, Zhong Yu lay down on the sofa and planned to take a nap.

Hmm, I don’t seem to have enough sleep. Zero, please help me.

What I have to say is that with Zero's existence, Zhong Yu can basically rest at any time to ensure enough energy for the next action. There will never be a time when you clearly need to rest, but because of the messy thoughts in your head, you close your eyes for a long time and are finally forced to open them.

When that time comes, a single command can make Zero feel drowsy, and then he can fall asleep contentedly.

But you still can’t rely too much on zero. If you can’t use it, just don’t use it…

Just as his consciousness was about to fall into a deep sleep, Zhong Yu couldn't help but think.

Zhong Yu was woken up by a burst of fragrance. When he opened his eyes, he saw Phelps standing next to him, looking like he was about to wake him up.

"Ah, Commander, I brought lunch."

"I understand, thank you."

Looking at the time, it was more than half an hour later, which was probably the time Zhong Yu spent taking a nap on weekdays, and he was usually having lunch at this time, which really allowed them to catch up.

Sighing in his heart, Zhong Yu twitched his nose a few times and looked at the temporary dining table in surprise, "What is so fragrant?"

It was a very familiar and strong fragrance, and Zhong Yu could guarantee that he had not eaten food that emitted such a fragrance recently.

"That's all thanks to me!"

Saratoga jumped out as if she had picked the right moment, puffing out her chest proudly.

"What's wrong?"

"We found a great restaurant in Saratoga, something like this. Would you like some tea?"

"No, just get me a glass of water."

When he came to the dining table and sat down, Zhong Yu looked at the dishes that had been neatly placed on the table and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Hey, Chinese cuisine, no wonder it tastes like this. I'm really lucky that you can find it and buy it in such a short time."

"It's not just that."

Missouri sat next to Zhong Yu who was eating, "You can't guess who the chef and waiter of this restaurant are."

"Well……"

Hearing this, Zhong Yu's movements slowed down a bit. At this time, he quickly ran through the information about the people he knew in his head, and finally came to the conclusion: No one he knew could become a chef— —At least within the information you know.

"It's not someone you know, but his identity is a bit special."

special……

Is he some big shot? No, Missouri should know very well that I am completely indifferent to fashion, fashion, news, etc., so the answer should not be this. What could that be? If you have a special status...

"I give up."

Seeing Missouri smiling, it seemed that her goal was achieved, Zhong Yu simply gave up thinking and waited for her to explain to him.

Well, here's another piece of fried pork ribs.

"It's the ship girl."

"what?"

Zhong Yu looked at Missouri in astonishment. The strength of his hand relaxed and the ribs fell into the dinner plate. The latter smiled as if he had achieved his goal.

"It's the ship girl."