Elder brother's garrison

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That night, Sukhbaatar went to bed early.

After Sukhbaatar fell asleep, Odin came to her bedside and reached out to examine her body.

Then, Odin was shocked to discover...

Sukhbaatar's mental strength was extremely weak, and his ship equipment was empty, containing nothing.

Sukhbaatar's body was like an empty shell, with nothing inside.

It was as if many, many years ago, Sukhbaatar had drawn out all the memories and power from her body in one breath.

In an instant, information about Sukhbaatar's strange memory loss and why she could only unleash her true power when she was extremely enraged came together in Odin's mind.

Odin felt that Sukhbaatar must have experienced something very special.

Odin gazed at Sukhbaatar's sleeping face with a complex expression.

——This child.

—What exactly did they go through?

that night.

While suffering from insomnia, Odin decided to keep this secret to himself.

Ultimately, Odin deliberately buried this matter deep in his memory, turning it into an unknown, everyday fragment, constantly covered and concealed beneath other shining memories.

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Odin gripped Little White's collar, breathing heavily. She stared into Little White's eyes, her emotions seemingly slipping slightly out of control.

"...You mean...the agreement?" Odin's voice trembled slightly, and his hands, gripping the white collar, shook uncontrollably.

“…Miss Odin, please calm down. This is a difficult thing to explain, but…” Xiaobai reached out and grasped Odin’s fist, calming her down.

“…Memory…” Odin ignored Little White’s voice, lowered her head and whispered.

"...Miss Odin?"

"Show me...your memories..."

"..."

“Since you can see my memories, you must have a way to let me see yours... Show me your memories... and I’ll believe you... Otherwise, I’ll kill you,” Odin murmured to Little White.

"Uh...but..."

"Can't you do it?"

"Huh?" Xiaobai was taken aback, looking quite troubled. "Theoretically, it's possible... but... but, if I were to show you my memories, I would have to inject my mental power into yours... My mental power is very strong... If I gave it to you, you might not be able to withstand it... it would be very painful..."

"...Hmph. Pain? What do you take me for?"

"……"noob.

"Young man. There is nothing more painful in this world than loneliness."

Chapter 978 Little White's Defenses Weakened

“It’s been half an hour since we left. At the Admiral’s speed, he should be almost there.” On the way back to the hotel, Missouri, carrying a bag of four-person hamburger meals, raised her hand to look at the watch on her wrist and said to Wisconsin beside her.

"Oh...I see. Hmmm..."

Next to Missouri, Wisconsin peeled open the hamburger wrapper, took a satisfying bite, and responded to Missouri's words.

"How are things, Wisconsin? Should we go back and see the Admiral?" Missouri asked Wisconsin.

"Whatever, I prefer being in my room to eating a burger on the street anyway." Wisconsin walked closer to Missouri, reached into the bag in Missouri's arms, pulled out a can of Coke, opened it with one hand, and gulped down several mouthfuls.

"Is it tasty?"

"Ah."

"...Since Wisconsin has made this suggestion, let's go back and take a look."

"...Why do I have this feeling that you're trying to shift the blame onto me?" Wisconsin looked at Missouri warily.

The burger joint was not far from the hotel where Xiaobai was staying, and the two sisters chatted as they walked back to the hotel.

Perhaps because it had been raided once before, the city of Chapter One was much calmer now than when Xiaobai had first arrived. Missouri and Wisconsin chatted as they walked, and in the corridor they saw Xiaobai's room.

"I wonder how the Admiral and Miss Odin are getting along," Missouri murmured meaningfully, gazing at the doorway of Little White's room.

“That person is very popular with ship girls, so things are definitely going to develop in a positive direction.” Wisconsin had finished her hamburger and was folding the wrapper into a small square as she answered.

"Does Wisconsin also like the Admiral?"

"Yeah, I quite like it."

"I see." Missouri looked at Wisconsin with some relief and reached out to grasp the doorknob. "The admiral has always been like this. No matter what the ship girls' personalities are, they can get along very well with her. At this moment, the admiral is probably already finished in the room and is waiting for us."

Missouri opened the door as she spoke.

"Aa ...

Missouri quickly opened the door.

Inside the room, Odin, who had been quiet earlier, was now kneeling on the bed, clutching his head tightly, his eyes bloodshot, veins bulging on his forehead, and his eyes bloodshot and glaring.

She rolled around on the bed, screaming incessantly, as if she were being subjected to some terrible torture, as if something inside her head was about to explode. Odin's voice was filled with immense pain and misery.

The hamburger delivery clattered onto the ground.

While Wisconsin was still in a daze, Missouri, who had reacted in time, pulled her into the room. After entering the room, Missouri closed the door behind her.

"Admiral! What happened?" Missouri rushed to the bedside and asked the little white dog beside the bed.

Beside the bed where Odin was, Xiaobai also looked at Odin on the bed with a slightly pale face, his two hands hanging in the air, stiff and unsure whether to rise or fall.

“Ah… Missouri…” Little White seemed a little stunned by Odin’s words. She turned her head and called out the name Missouri.

Missouri reached out and hugged Little White tightly, covering her ears and lowering her head to comfort her.

"Admiral, it's alright, Missouri is here... Tell Missouri, what happened?"

"Ah..." Nestled in Missouri's embrace, Little White's senses returned slightly. She quickly regained her composure, then swallowed hard and glanced at Odin, who was still kneeling on the bed. "Miss Odin... is currently enduring the destruction of my spiritual power within her body in order to view my memories..."

“…Viewing memories…” Missouri paused, somewhat stunned. “Is…that how it is?”

"Well, if you want to read my memories, you have to absorb my spiritual power into your body and digest it... But she..." Xiaobai's delicate brows furrowed tightly halfway through her sentence.

Missouri glanced at Odin on the bed.

“Miss Odin, quickly stretch out your hand so the Admiral can absorb the spiritual energy back into your body!” Missouri walked to the bedside and reached out to touch Odin.

"Aaaaaaaahh ...

Odin, who was screaming in agony, freed one hand from his head and slapped Missouri's hand away. She slammed her head onto the bed with a loud thud.

"No—don't disturb me—I have to—Aa ...

Odin curled up into a ball, biting her lip hard. A trickle of blood flowed down her gums from between her teeth onto the bed, gradually staining the snow-white sheets red.

Missouri turned around in surprise and glanced at Little White.

Xiaobai also looked like she had tried it before. She looked at Missouri with a troubled expression: "I... I tried to persuade her before... but she wouldn't listen..."

"Admiral... what kind of pain would it take to have your memories deciphered?"

"...I don't know...it must...it must hurt a lot..." Xiaobai shook her head.

To decipher memories, one must absorb and browse the target's spiritual energy; this is the fundamental process and cannot be avoided. The collision of two memories originating from different bodies will inevitably create conflict. Xiaobai and the Deep Sea Will usually rely on their spiritual energy quality, far exceeding that of their targets, to decipher memories so easily. Odin is different from Xiaobai; her spiritual energy is inherently weaker. To illustrate, Odin's spiritual energy is like a ball of cotton, while Xiaobai's is like a blazing flame. Even a single spark from Xiaobai would ignite the cotton ball instantly.

"Will this endanger your life?" Missouri asked.

"...It shouldn't be...it shouldn't be. If it really comes to that, I'll withdraw my mental power beforehand," Xiaobai said.

“…Missouri understands.” Missouri’s expression relaxed.

"Do you have a solution for Missouri?"

"Hmm." Missouri looked around, pulled up a stool, reached out and detached one of the stool legs. She climbed onto the bed with the stool leg in her hand, pounced on Odin who was in excruciating pain as she deciphered Xiaobai's memories, pried open her mouth and shoved the stool leg horizontally between her teeth. "Miss Odin, take it in."

"Ah ...

"Missouri, what are you doing?"

"Well, Missouri saw Miss Odin bite her lip and thought that if she continued like that, she might hurt her tongue in the pain, so she gave her a stick to help her vent her teeth's strength," Missouri said to Little White.

"Huh? No, no, that's not what I meant." Xiaobai quickly shook her head. "Missouri, is this what you meant by having a solution?"

“Yes.” Missouri nodded.

"Ah..." Xiaobai looked at Odin on the bed with great difficulty, feeling a little anxious.

"Admiral. Missouri understands your feelings, but Missouri knows that if Miss Odin is truly going through such excruciating pain to learn about your memories, she must have made a tremendous decision. Therefore, Missouri believes that you should respect Miss Odin's resolve."

Missouri got out of bed and said to Little White.

"Crunch!" Just as Xiaobai was about to reply, there was a crunching sound, and Odin bit off the stool leg in his mouth.

As his outburst subsided, the look of pain on Odin's face deepened.

“Oh no…it seems the stick isn’t sturdy enough…” Missouri interrupted her conversation with Little White. She looked around again, reached out and lifted the stool with one leg already removed, then pulled off another leg. “Admiral, please use this to support Missouri for now. Missouri, go find something that can withstand Miss Odin’s teeth.”

"...Oh oh..." Little White hurriedly climbed onto the bed and put the second stool leg into Odin's mouth.

The second stool leg lasted less than ten seconds before Odin crushed it again, but fortunately, Missouri used this precious time to retrieve quite a few items.

"Admiral, a toothbrush!" Missouri handed Little White a rubber toothbrush.

"Crack!"

"Admiral, broomstick."

"Crack!"

"Admiral, pencil case."

"Creak—"

"Admiral, a brick!"

"Gah Bang!"

"Admiral, Wisconsin's tactics!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, I'm going to die ......" Wisconsin's voice, almost crying from the pain, came out.

"Oh dear... it seems the Wisconsin wrist is really useful..."

"Useful my foot! Get a new one already! This Missouri... I... I... I..."

Wisconsin's frantic shouts echoed in the room.

Before Odin bit Wisconsin's wrist, which was protected by ship armor, and drew blood, Missouri at least managed to find a metal crowbar somewhere.

“This time it’s a crowbar, it should be very hard!” Missouri said, handing the crowbar to Little White.

Xiao Bai quickly pried open Odin's mouth and inserted the crowbar inside.

With a snap, Odin, in excruciating pain, bit down with all his might, sparks flying everywhere, and the thick metal crowbar bent instantly.

Odin closed his eyes, his teeth, covered in his own blood, biting down hard on the crowbar in his mouth.

The memories that Xiaobai passed on to Odin are the story of Xiaobai's encounter with Sukhbaatar throughout the entire timeline.

In order to thoroughly understand this memory, Odin persevered in analyzing it, even while enduring excruciating pain he had never experienced before.

Must read all...

I need to understand everything... I need to understand everything...

There can be no omissions, no skipping...

The pain did not become numb over time; on the contrary, it became more intense and piercing as Odin continued to burn.

My head hurts so much.

It really hurts.

It felt like a thousand needles were pricking his nerves, or like his head was constantly exploding and reorganizing. The excruciating pain from the constant division and accumulation of his cells was like a thunderbolt relentlessly bombarding Odin.

In a daze, Odin felt that the crowbar in his mouth was almost bent to its limit, and his teeth were deeply embedded in the metal.

It really hurts... it's getting more and more painful...

Odin couldn't help but shed tears.