After Ashima gave Chu Jianchen a few words, she glanced at Zerom, who was hanging on the watchtower, turned around and walked into the cabin, without any intention of rescuing Zerom from water and fire.

"Ah, good wine~! It's so cool to drink it in one gulp!" Chu Jianchen lay comfortably in the lounge chair, drinking the right amount of ice beer, looking at Zerom, who couldn't help swallowing saliva from the corner of his eyes, deliberately shook the small bowl filled with light yellow wine in his hand, causing Zerom's throat to tremble, and an impatient look appeared in his eyes: "Jianchen, good brother! Give me a bowl! Just one bowl!"

Chu Jianchen looked at Zerom who was seduced to salivate, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He swallowed the remaining half of the bowl of ice beer in one gulp, raised the empty bowl in his hand with a smile, which attracted Zerom's resentful protest.

At this time, the fleet, with the efforts of the Confession and many ship girls, had already broken through the most dangerous channel of death, escaped from the black sea controlled by the deep sea, and entered the offshore waters where the deep sea forces were relatively weak.

On the night that he had just left the dangerous sea area, Zerom, who had itchy all over without committing his life for a day, tricked him into climbing the observation deck under the guise of exercising Chu Jianchen's mental strength and hung upside down on the observation deck with a hemp rope that he found from somewhere.

It was not until Charlie and Anthony returned from patrol that the confession found Charlie and Anthony to ask about the situation that they knew that all this was a scam set by Zerom. In order to punish Zerom, with the acquiesce of Charlie and Anthony, Chu Jianchen asked the indignant confession to catch Zerom, and hang him upside down on the watchtower, ready to exercise his mental strength.

"Repentance, don't you give me a sip? It's really delicious." Chu Jianchen spooned a bowl of beer from the barrel and brought it to the confession number standing behind him: "Drinking a sip of cold beer in the summer is simply an emperor-like enjoyment. Just take a sip and you will fall in love with this feeling!"

"Admiral, I really can't drink alcohol. This kind of thing will shake my will. As a qualified Emma Empire guardian, it is my innate mission to refuse the erosion of this liquid!"

Chanting shook his head, and the dark golden hair draped behind him fluttered in the air, radiating a bright reflection: "Although I am temporarily out of danger, I can encounter the new deep sea at any time. I must always maintain the most perfect state and fight for the honor of protecting the admiral!"

Chu Jianchen looked at the serious face of Confession, shrugged helplessly, drank the beer in his hand, looked up at the scorching sun that had moved to the highest point, raised his hand to wipe his face, glanced at the wine bowl in his hand, and kept drooling Zerom: "Brother Zerom has been hanging for so long, I must have known that he was wrong. Repent, go and put him down. I can't finish so much beer alone."

After confessing that after hearing Chu Jianchen's words, a sharp gaze shot out from his golden pupils. After turning around Zerom's face, he curled his lips and raised his hand to shoot a beam of light to break the cable hanging by Zerom. He slowly walked to the watchtower not far away, lifted Zerom, who was showing horror and shouting loudly as he fell from the sky.

"Jianchen! I knew you wouldn't ignore me! Remember to leave more cold beer for me, I've been greedy for a while!" After being caught by confession and avoided the fate of falling on the deck and smashing it to death, Zerom shouted at Chu Jianchen impatiently, saliva dripping from his bloody mouth that never opened and closed, looking like he hadn't drunk alcohol for a hundred and eighty years.

"thump!"

Chance let go of Zerom's little hand, let him hit the deck facing downwards on the sun-scalding deck, shook his white palm in disgust, walked back to Chu Jianchen with his long curved legs, and used the fan to cool the breeze for him again, and even didn't bother to give Zerom a trace of his eyes.

As if he had not seen the hostility that confessed to him, Zerom twisted his burly body a few times on the ground, took off the cable that had already been dispersed, and rushed to Chu Jianchen, holding the iron bucket placed on the coffee table in his arms, and drank it hard with a big mouthful.

"Ha~~!!" The remaining half of the barrel of cold beer was left. In the bloody mouth of Zerom, after only less than a minute, it all flowed into his stomach, turning into a cold coolness, dispelling the heat that lingered all over his body from the inside out. Zerom exhaled a cool breath, patted his belly comfortably, and looked at Chu Jianchen and laughed: "Jianchen, what else do you don't understand in terms of spiritual networks? Just ask me, I was a top student in the Admiral Academy back then. Whether it was Charlie or Anthony, every time I took the exam, I had to rely on my cheat sheet to pass the exam!"

"Why am I so unwilling to believe it?" Chu Jianchen glanced at the confession that he was still sulking, shrugged, turned to look at Zerom, who was carelessly patting his chest, and only had the word "school master" on his chest, shook his head helplessly: "Brother Zerom, why are you so many escort girls assigned to you? If you were assigned to a large number of ship girls, even if you were surrounded by the deep sea, it would not be as thrilling as you did the previous few days, right?"

Zerom's face showed an expression of "I knew you would say this", and he smacked his mouth with satisfaction, and lay in the recliner prepared by Ashima for Chu Jianchen. His heavy body pressed on the thin combination recliner, making a harsh friction sound: "Jianchen, do you think everyone is like you, and his spiritual network is strong enough to carry more than one plural ship girls?"

Looking at Chu Jianchen's face with a sudden expression, Zerom nodded slightly, with an envious look in his eyes: "A ordinary academy admiral, whether it is an intern or a reserve, can carry the battle between two or three ship girls at the same time, which is enough to be called a genius. The admiral who can support the continuous battle of ship girls in the full fleet is either a monster with different talents or a best in life and death who has been practicing for many years, and his spiritual strength is far greater than that of ordinary admirals. Such people are generally fighting on the front line of resistance to the deep sea. How could they be sent to carry out dangerous escort missions?"
Chapter completed!