"oh?"
"Is this really the reward for this [Destiny's Fortune] event?"
Hearing the familiar mechanical sounds, Zheng Hao's brows relaxed.
Can "Jiang Mingyue" grow a fixed total value of "1" points every month?
Does that sound like a useless thing?
You can savor it carefully!
Jiang Mingyue is not suitable for participating in racing competitions, which means that she can only rely on herself to hone her stats.
but!
She can increase her overall stats by 1 point every month, which means that as long as Jiang Mingyue lives long enough, she can become a huge ship girl with incredible stats!
What kind of forward-looking investment plan?
After pondering for a while, Zheng Hao looked at the second reward and thought, "I have received the blessing of destiny and fortune."
This was not possible before!
"Could it be...?"
Am I going to become one of the "chosen ones" too?
Lost in thought, Don Quixote, carrying the Captain, emerged from the cabin next to Zheng Hao and waved repeatedly, calling out, "Hey! Zheng Hao! Let's go! Let's get the prize!"
"Oh~"
"Okay, okay!"
I agreed.
The six ship girls sailed in unison toward the [Windy Waters - Island]...
......
Two and a half hours later.
[The Tassius Family] Square.
The plaza alone is a staggering 10,000 square meters.
To possess such a vast area on the incredibly valuable Windwater Island, one can only imagine just how terrifying the Tasius family's resources truly are!
now!
The square was surrounded by people. In front of the award stage in the center, a bald old man with a white beard, wearing a suit, looked at everyone around him with a smile.
Tassius Cabbage.
The current head of the Tasius family.
It is said that because of him, the entire Tassius family's economic sector has never declined!
"Cough cough cough—"
"It's a great honor that we witnessed such a fierce and exciting match this year!"
"Times may change and evolve, but the principles of our Tassius family have never changed: to create an equal, free, and fair racing competition for all ship girls. This is our lifelong pursuit! In fact, this competition has demonstrated some of these points!"
"Even without SS-rank talent or SS-rank ship girls, ordinary people can still create their own miracles!"
"Years ago, three navigators from a small sea area, carrying their dreams, became three powerful kings who commanded respect in their region. Years later, their descendants, even having raised their own standards, are still forced to lose in competitions by new 'little people'..."
"I'm saying all this so that everyone can remember that miracles... can happen to anyone!"
Gan Lan spoke passionately, while the surrounding onlookers blushed.
"Great! I support Mr. Cabbage!"
"Everyone has a chance!"
Miracles can happen to anyone!
"......"
Amid cheers and heated discussions, Gan Lan raised her hand, signaling for calm.
"Next..."
"Let's give a warm round of applause to welcome the champion of this competition! Mr. Zheng Hao, son of the [Cloud Dragon King]... oh no! I should say the new [Cloud Dragon King], the [Shipbuilding Genius], and Don Quixote of the [Don Quixote] family, to the stage to receive the award!"
"Clap clap clap~"
Amidst enthusiastic applause, the crowd slowly parted to make way. Zheng Hao led Mo Yurou in front, with Don Quixote following awkwardly behind. The Sergeant timidly shrank behind Don Quixote, cautiously peeking out his head.
"Brother Kede..."
What are you afraid of?
"This is an honor that belongs solely to you!"
Reaching the highest podium, Zheng Hao didn't go up. Instead, he turned to Don Quixote and said, "Come on! Our champion, come up on stage!"
He smiled, but Don Quixote was taken aback!
"Brother Zheng..."
"This championship should rightfully belong to you..."
"I...I only got here because of you. You...you should go and collect the award!"
"Why waste so much breath!"
"come over!"
Unable to stand Don Quixote's lack of confidence, Zheng Hao grabbed one Don Quixote in one hand and a Sergeant in the other, and shoved them toward the champion's platform.
"What do you mean by 'taking advantage' or 'not taking advantage'?"
"In the forest, who can defeat you?"
"Was it [Honorary King] who made the final contribution when crossing the finish line?"
"In this race, I was putting in the effort for the first half, and you were putting in the effort for the second half! You deserve the championship!"
Standing below the awards stage, Zheng Hao gave up his place as the presenter.
Don Quixote needs this championship baptism more than he does himself.
What about myself?
I've won too many first prizes.
It doesn't matter whether I attend the awards ceremony or not, as long as I receive the prize.
"I...I..."
Pulling the sergeant along, Don Quixote looked frantically into the distance. Countless heads and gazes surged forth—familiar faces, people who had mocked him before…
now!
Those pairs of eyes were filled with envy and respect.
In racing, there is no such thing as luck or envy.
If you win a real, hard-fought competition, then you are someone all navigators should respect!
Don Quixote!
"Number one! Number one!"
Don Quixote!!!
In that instant, all eyes were on him, and a wave of applause and cheers rose.
Don Quixote, his face flushed, suddenly raised his little hand holding the bugle: "Number one! We're number one!!!"
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