Azur Lane: The Tragic Admiral’s Azur Life

Similar things have been repeated several times in the more than a month since they left Belfast. So far, this little episode has not even affected Yang Sikang's planned plan.

After leaving the bloody scene, he calmly took the javelin to the supermarket and bought a lot of things before returning home slowly.

Except for the first attack in the construction room, no one succeeded in subsequent attacks, but this was also due to the methods Yang Sikang prepared for the javelin.

Let Javelin replace the original anti-aircraft cannon with a 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun, and then use this thing to shoot flatly at the ground.

The effect of this thing is outstanding, there is no enemy that cannot be eliminated with a wave of strafing.

If so, then use the 76mm cannon to hit them.

Although the damage to buildings caused by the 76mm cannon was relatively large and resulted in high compensation, these had nothing to do with Yang Sikang.

As for what kind of trouble Azur Lane had with the White Eagle Navy, that was not something he could interfere with.

In the evening, Yang Sikang came to the door of Stoke's house as scheduled and was warmly received.

"I heard what happened this morning, Yang. Are you really sure you only need Miss Javelin's escort? You know, I can arrange a few security guards for you."

"Don't worry so much, Herman."

Yang Sikang smiled nonchalantly:

“The ones that are coming now are all desperadoes who want money rather than their lives, and they don’t even have any decent weapons.

These people can do nothing but die. It is the police who should feel the pressure. Sooner or later, they will help us protest to the navy. "

"Oh, for God's sake."

Herman threw down his hand helplessly and said with a wry smile:

"I never thought I'd be involved in something so...dangerous, Yang."

"There's a first time for everything, Herman. Like I said, you're in no danger."

"But it won't work if something happens to you, Yang!"

"Okay, Herman. Believe me, this matter won't bother us for too long. Compared to this trivial matter, how is our plan going?"

Speaking of the plan, Herman suddenly raised his eyebrows and beamed.

"Awesome, Yang! I guess I have to admit that workers from Donghuang are always more reliable than others when it comes to construction!"

Herman came over excitedly and lowered his voice and said:

"When I went to inspect it, I couldn't believe my eyes. It was a three-story underground building. It only took them one and a half months to complete it, without even working overtime!"

"That's what I'm talking about, Herman. With the same salary, Donghuang's construction company can always do things that those guys with only alcohol and drugs in their blood can't do.

But because of this, Donghuang's construction company is not doing well here. You know what I mean, Herman. "

"Of course, Yang! No businessman can refuse such a reliable construction company. I should really send them a banner! Donghuang often does this, right?"

"No, this means nothing to them. We just need to follow the plan now, and when the fleet comes back, our first harvest will satisfy you. And this is just the beginning, Herman .”

The next morning, the drunk Yang Sikang rarely got up until noon. After simply eating some lunch, accompanied by Javelin, he came to the hospital in Minato City again.

When he came to Mavis's office as smoothly as before, Ms. Mavis, who originally seemed to be in a good mood, immediately frowned.

For her who didn't even use perfume on weekdays, it was obvious that Yang Sikang's residual alcohol smell made her very dissatisfied.

"I was attacked just yesterday morning, and I was still drunk at night. Are you used to being attacked?"

"I'm sorry, Miss Mavis. But I can't help it. I talked about some things with my friends. So, the inspection should be carried out as usual?"

"Of course, prepare yourself, it's the old rule."

"Good good."

He has to come to the hospital for regular check-ups every few days. This is the rule Mavis has set for him.

On the surface, this was to prevent his previous wounds from incomplete recovery and leaving hidden wounds. In fact, it was simply Mavis' desire to collect changes in his body data.

Until now, the person who knows the most about Yang Sikang's secrets is Mavis.

Yang Sikang's mental cube reaction in his body, his abnormal injury condition, and his ability to be affected by the skills of the Goddess of the Kitchen to increase his recovery speed, and other unusual deeds were all preserved by Mavis.

It is Yang Sikang's consistent philosophy to repay kindness, not to mention that with so many secrets in Mavis' hands, he has no right to refuse.

The inspection process is cumbersome, but fortunately there are no uncomfortable inspection items.

After completing the inspection, Yang Sikang came to Mavis's side and sat down almost next to her.

Mavis didn't care at all. She tapped the keyboard with ten fingers, quickly making charts and comparing the data from each report.

"Very good, the results are out."

Mavis pointed at the screen and tapped lightly with her fingertips:

"The energy response of the Mental Cube in your body has decreased a little. From two weeks ago to now, the Mental Cube response in your body is steadily decreasing.

But judging from the trend over this period of more than a month, there will be a new improvement starting about next week. Pay attention to your diet and daily rest, and if you have any unexpected situations or feelings, contact me as soon as possible. "

"As you command, Lady Mavis~"

"In addition, this is the status of your wound recovery. You know, if your situation is known to others, you will definitely have to be studied.

I have never seen anyone recover as good as before after receiving a penetrating wound from an armor-piercing sniper rifle round! "

Yang Sikang glanced at the picture that was pulled out, smiled bitterly and scratched his head.

It was an X-ray taken of the location where he had been shot before. No matter from which angle it was viewed, his body had completely left no trace of having been shot.

There wasn't even a scar left, let alone the weird wound condition he had before that.

"And here, your physical fitness test results... tell me honestly, are you really not using any strange drugs?"

Mavis' sharp gaze made Yang Sikang lean back and quickly raise his hands in a gesture of surrender.

This beautiful doctor always becomes murderous when faced with such topics, and no one in the hospital can refuse her request.

"I promise I didn't use drugs, and I'm not that kind of person. No matter how much my physical fitness improves, I won't be able to physically fight the sirens, so I won't use illegal drugs."

"It would be best if you don't have one, but you should check your physical condition yourself."

Pulling up a comparative report, Mavis pointed her finger at a few particularly conspicuous data.

"Your data on explosive power, endurance and muscle strength have improved by a full 10% compared to two months ago, and while your body fat rate has decreased, your muscle strength has actually increased."

Mavis looked over again, and Yang Sikang quickly responded:

"I really didn't use illegal drugs."

"Tsk, but this doesn't make sense at all. Damn it, what's going on with you?"

Yang Sikang smiled bitterly. If possible, he would also like to know what was going on with his body. After all, he neither did any deliberate exercise nor diet planning.

But this is the fact. Anyone who sees these data can know that there is something abnormal in his body.

Mavis suggested more than once that the changes in his body data might be caused by the energy of the Mind Cube in his body.

However, there is neither precedent nor research method in this area. There is no theory or data support at all. It is just conjecture.

"Forget it, you just need to know these things yourself. It's best not to tell Javelin and the others for the time being. Please shorten the inspection time next time and come back to me the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, doctor. No problem, doctor."