The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

"Those five-no-warriors who deserved to be disbanded dare to blame us!" Upon hearing what Adun said, Hyperion immediately started complaining wildly, and after complaining, he still put on a very disappointed look and said, "But losing is really unhappy, especially since the opponents are trash from the loser's bracket."

"Although I don't know why they were relegated to the loser's bracket (@ContinueBand), their commander is still very clever." Adun praised the commander of the Oarai Band.

Although they were complete strangers, the opponent's brilliant ambush, flexible tactics, and ability to maximize the strengths of each member of their team surprised Yadun.

If the opposing commander were an admiral, he would surely become a renowned figure in time, a big shot like Charlotte's father.

Even if it weren't an admiral but a ship girl, she could still become a qualified flagship, a frontline commander, or something like that.

"Oh, Adun, you actually praise someone else's command ability?" Hyperion looked quite surprised.

"What's wrong? Although there are many things in this world that are not worth mentioning, the enemy commander's abilities are indeed quite good." Adun said calmly, not knowing why Hyperion was surprised.

"No, no, no..." Hyperion paused, then, under Adun's strange gaze, assumed a defensive stance with his hands on his head and said, "Aren't you Protoss only good at launching a full-scale attack and warping at the drop of a hat? You've actually started researching localized tactics?"

"Don't think I won't beat you up just because you're hiding in the house with your head down!" Adun rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Compared to winning with clever tactics, the true way to win is to crush the enemy with an absolute advantage. We Protoss understood this principle during the Protoss War of Ages. Do you want to give it a try?"

Don't think that the Protoss only fight their entire family in one fell swoop. Before entering the Golden Age, the Protoss fought each other on their home planet Aiur for many years. In terms of experience, humans are just a bunch of naive and simpletons in the eyes of the Protoss.

Adun, mimicking the way humans in his memory cracked their knuckles, spoke to Hyperion.

"Just kidding, I'm just kidding, don't do anything, and if you do, don't hit the deck!" Hyperion quickly said when he saw Adun about to make a move.

“I’m not interested in the deck a dozen meters behind you!” Adun knew that the deck Hyperion was referring to was the face of this interstellar cruiser in human form.

Just when Hyperion thought she couldn't escape this beating, the survival instinct emanating from the legendary warship gave her a flash of inspiration, and she asked Adun, "Wait, before you sink me, I want to ask you something."

"Speak!" Adun looked the Hyperion up and down, pondering where to start this time. Gracchus's chest? The ammunition bay's belly? Or the takeoff runway of the escort fighters that the World Power had modified into a cruiser?

When Hyperion mentioned his lifeline, Adun had already shifted his gaze to the area between Hyperion's legs, below his abdomen.

"Why do you sing those ship girl songs? That song is from this world, isn't it?" Hyperion asked, anxiously awaiting Adun's reaction.

"..." The lifeline had worked 200% of the way, and Adun stopped his fist when he heard Hyperion ask the question.

After a long silence, Adun finally spoke, asking, "Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

Hyperion, who had been waiting to be beaten with his eyes closed, finally let out a long sigh upon hearing Adun's words and said:

"Because I know you Protoss are a bunch of people with broken throats, oh no, no throats, no, no mouths!"

"Duang!" The lifeline has expired.

☆, E8 Kill Report

西元2016年6月11日11点34分15秒

On the Girls' Frontline Bismarck server, a level 81 Commodore Admiral from the Northern Yamatai (that's me) successfully completed the difficult Tungsten Operation, also known as E8.

A salted fish can turn into a soft-shelled turtle.

The E8 system consumed 20 tons of steel, 600 barrels, and approximately 20 units of damaged pipes. Other materials were not calculated in detail.

The energy consumption of E1-E7 is about one-third that of E8.

The main reason for the high cost was that I found it difficult to fight without North Carolina, so I spent two days forcibly grinding North Carolina from level 30 to level 75, which consumed a lot of fast repairs during this period.

Because it's leveling up from 6-4.

The E8 fleet was composed of the following:

Flagship: Bismarck, Level 86, all level 3 skills and attributes maxed out (married, all poses unlocked at 200 affection).

装备：德系406超长炮X1，黎塞留25炮X2，91蛋X1

Second ship: Tirpitz, level 70, level 3 skill attributes only maxed out (attack and defense) (married, honeymoon period with 100 affection)

装备：德系406超长炮X1，黎塞留25炮X2，91蛋X1

Ship No. 3: Prince of Wales, Level 80, all level 3 skills and attributes maxed out (married, honeymoon period just ended with 130 affection).

Equipment: Richelieu 25mm guns x3, 91mm shells x1

Fourth ship: Lion, Level 74 (Married, 120 affection, honeymoon period almost over)

Equipment: Richelieu 25mm guns x3, 91mm shells x1

Fifth ship: Washington, Rank 62 (Unmarried)

Equipment: Richelieu 25mm guns x3, 91mm shells x1

Sixth ship: Helena, Level 91 (Already, all poses unlocked at 200 affection points)

Equipment: 3 Gold Radars with 6 Detection Points and 8 Accuracy

Slaying the meritorious battleship: the Lion!

Long live the Lion King!! Long live the Lion King!!

However, there was no 780...

Chapter 241 Unknown

"It's too much to beat me up all the time!" Hyperion said unhappily, rubbing his head which was swollen with a big bump.

Having already been bribed, Wo-chan saw Hyperion's pained expression and, after thinking for a moment, handed over the remaining aluminum taiyaki she had.

"A ship that courts death will sink..." Adun, who had just cut off the middle of the taiyaki and put it into his mouth, rubbed his aching knuckles. He said that although the Terran battlecruiser was not made of very good materials, it was still quite remarkable that it could keep up with the Protoss' high technology in terms of defense by relying on its thickness.

"You've already beaten me up, so now you can answer my question, right?" Hyperion didn't seem to care that the aluminum taiyaki had been stolen. For these two starship girls from the Koprulu Sector, any kind of resource in this world was just average.

There is no situation where the Adun prefers aluminum like an aircraft carrier, or the Hyperion prefers steel like a regular battlecruiser.

Oil, ammunition, steel, and aluminum are like fast food with little nutritional value in the eyes of these two starship girls.

Materials that can be used as daily food need to be specially processed. For example, Hyperion molded the steel of this world into alloy steel like the deck of his own, and Adun transformed these things into psionic crystals and high-energy gas.

However, given the ridiculously low conversion rate, neither Adun nor Hyperion has ever truly had enough to eat or drink.

Fortunately, the interstellar ship girls, whose endurance far surpasses that of the world's native sea ships, don't really need to replenish resources regularly to maintain their vitality. What kind of interstellar ship girl can't wander among the stars for decades?

Especially Adun, this Protoss Ark was never designed or built with the intention of regularly docking for supplies. Otherwise, why would it be called an Ark?

“There’s nothing to explain,” Ardon said, popping the aluminum taiyaki into his mouth. “It’s probably something that came with another soul.”

“Another soul? What do you mean?” Hyperion was startled by Adun’s words.

"It means exactly what it says. In a sense, my soul composition in this world is different from other ship girls, including special ship girls like Hyperion."

Looking around, Adon found a tissue box, used his psionic powers to pull out a napkin, wiped his mouth, and said...

"Not quite the same?" Now it wasn't just Hyperion who was concerned, even woSex-chan became curious.

“Hmm…it’s a little different, because compared to you, I had a soul much earlier.” Recalling the scene of rushing towards this half-blue, half-black planet from his memory, Adun recounted his initial experience in this world.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Hyperion didn't quite understand, but he vaguely sensed that what Adun was saying was important.

"Simply put, the soul that was directly exposed to cosmic rays and almost dissipated merged with mine, giving me a complete soul before I was summoned to form this body."

Seeing that Hyperion and Wo-chan both looked completely bewildered, Adun sighed and added.

"Huh?" Hyperion was stunned for a moment, then suddenly summoned all its ship equipment, shouldered the Yamato cannon, and retreated to the corner while aiming at Adun, shouting loudly:

"So, are you the Spear of Adun that I know, or the one that has taken over the body of the Spear of Adun?"

"Wo?!" Wo-chan hesitated for a moment, then reverted from Wo Sykes to Deep Sea Carrier, leaning on her cane and standing with the Hyperion.

"...Wo-chan, why are you getting involved?" Ardon said, indicating that even if he was just an alien soul occupying the body of the Protoss Ark, it had nothing to do with Wo-chan.

Regardless of the essence of her soul, Wo-chan is a ship girl of the current Adun, and has nothing to do with the Protoss Ark that once saved the world in the Koprulu Sector.

"Wo!" Realizing that she seemed to be being led astray, Wo-chan thought for a moment, then ran from Hyperion's side to Adun's side in a few quick steps, pointing the scepter in her hand at Hyperion.

Even if the other party tried to bribe Wo-chan with aluminum taiyaki, Wo-chan is still quite reliable on matters of principle like this. Ya-tun decided to go to that taiyaki stall with ulterior motives and force the taiyaki owner to make more aluminum taiyaki.

However, the most important thing right now is to teach that Terran battlecruiser that pulled out its Yamato cannons a lesson in what "MDZZ" really means.

Perhaps he was defeated by Adun's look of disdain, or perhaps he felt he was making a fuss over nothing, or perhaps he realized the harsh reality that even if the opponent was not the Spear of Adun himself, he still couldn't defeat him.

Hyperion awkwardly put away its ship rigging and asked, somewhat embarrassed, "Are you really the Spear of Adun?"

"Before you ask that question, I'd like to ask one first," Adun said, still looking at the Hyperion with the same caring gaze one might have for someone with intellectual disabilities. "Don't you think it's a strange thing for a warship to turn into a person?"

“Huh? I admit it’s strange to see you turn into a human, Adun, but this has nothing to do with… wait…” Hyperion said, finally realizing that something was not quite right.

"Have you figured it out?" Adun patted Wo-chan beside him, turning Wo-chan back from the deep-sea aircraft carrier back into Wo Sykes.

"...Why didn't I think of such a simple question before?" Hyperion fell into deep thought.

“It’s simple, because of the world power that instilled your memories, and the way your soul is structured.” Adun gazed at Hyperion, recalling the soul power he had forcibly gathered when he summoned her.

"My... soul... how it's structured?" Hyperion stammered, her internal alarm system repeatedly reminding her that what Adun was about to say would be mind-blowing.

“That’s right, it’s different from the way the body gives birth to thought, and thought transforms into the soul.” Adun briefly explained the Protoss’s research on soul formation in one sentence, and then continued:

"However, the ship girls summoned by the construction device first form a soul, then the soul merges with the body, and finally develops consciousness."

At this point, Adun paused and said, "What makes me different is that my soul was formed without the help of the world's power."

Of course, the most important thing is that the soul that is about to dissipate does not seem to be the soul of this world, so that Adon can ignore some of the subconscious instilled by the power of the world.

This is why Adun was in a state of confusion for a period of time after he was first summoned.

Without being pieced together by the power of the world, a naturally integrated soul needs some time to reshape its worldview.

“If Adun is right…” After the alarms inside his body gradually subsided, the Hyperion, looking pale, slumped into a chair next to the conference table where a tissue box sat and said, “Am I actually not that Hyperion?”

With a pieced-together soul, an unscientific humanoid interactive body, and lacking the Protoss's understanding of the soul, the Hyperion fell into a self-awareness disorder.

Then this self-perception disorder was shattered by the way Adon looked at him as if he were mentally challenged.

"Did I look stupid just now?" Hyperion asked, looking down.

"Stupid? Rather than stupid, it's more like being naturally naive." Having spent a lot of time on Bcfun and ailiaili forums in this world, Yadun had also picked up some internet slang.

"...If I wasn't certain I couldn't beat your Protoss Ark, I would have slapped you in the face with a Yamato cannon and made you look like a mosaic!!" the Hyperion, who had been called an airhead, shouted.

"Wo?" Although she knew that what her admiral Admiral Adon and Hyperion were talking about was important, Wo-chan, who couldn't understand, also looked adorably dumbfounded.

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E8 is over... So how do I farm ships now? Should I bring two battlecruisers to farm point O in E8?

After traveling over 1000 kilometers round trip to see a sentimental movie, my drafts are exhausted, and I'll need to spend some time building up new ones.