Perhaps it's possible to go fast enough.

"..." Noticing the strange mix of admiration and something else in Adun's expression, the admiral opened his mouth, but his initial cowardly statement, "We can't build a nuclear baby, and even if we could, we wouldn't dare use it," ultimately turned into:

"Of course! Who am I, Admiral! If the Abyss comes, I'll send them home with a single nuclear missile!"

...I think the builder should be usable after some repairs. Seeing the admiral with his natural attributes activated, Adun once again felt the urge to go back to the drawing board.

Chapter Twenty-Five: Look! What did I find?

Ardon was disappointed, Ardon was confused, Ardon was heartbroken.

In short, Adun is very unhappy right now.

It's not because of the stingy label the admiral hangs on me; I'm not really stingy anyway.

It's just that compared to the achievements of Kokang and the Admiral, the big-headed doll floating around him—or rather, the energy crystal tower pretending to be a big-headed doll—seemed so insignificant.

Despite its advanced technology, which allows it to function not only as a near-shore radar but also as a space stabilizer, the Protoss's hyperspace warp system must operate within the coverage area of ​​the networked Pylons.

However, compared to the Admiral's nuclear missile silos and Kokang's oversized railway guns, it really looks rather insignificant.

The admiral and Kokang still think that Yadun is just slacking off. Sigh, that's 30% of the solar furnace's output! It could have burned this whole area of ​​the sea clean.

Ardon was very unwilling to accept this result.

If you push me any further, I'll cover every inch of the naval base with photon turrets. If I don't have enough materials, I'll just take them from my own ship equipment. Consider it a way to lose weight.

Ardon is very confident about his size.

If one day Adun could project her true form like the hero-class ship girls in this world, she would definitely be accompanied by a sufficiently domineering line.

For example: "Desert, raise your sands! Block out the sun's rays!"

Deserts and such are irrelevant to him, but he doesn't feel much pressure about using his true form to block out the sun.

The above is all the rambling of Yaton after drinking too much vodka he got from Kokang, because he was feeling down and couldn't find peace in the desolate island.

You're asking how much an Arknights ship girl needs to drink to get drunk? Haven't you heard the saying, "It's not the wine that makes you drunk, it's the ship itself that gets drunk"? Ignorance is truly terrifying!

As he staggered along, clutching the bottle, Adon walked towards the deep-sea area of ​​the island where the naval base was located, heading towards the spot he had identified as suitable for placing a photon turret using his phased array radar.

When Yaton finally strolled leisurely to his destination, the azure sky had been replaced by a black curtain adorned with stars.

"Phew, actually we all live under the same sky as those deep-sea ship girls." Compared to the clear distinction between the daytime and the dark realm of the deep sea, the border between the two factions' controlled areas becomes much more blurred at night, at most it's just that the deep sea side is a bit darker.

"Let's do it here..." Standing on a beach, feeling the sea breeze, Aden sighed, lamenting that the soon-to-be-erected photon cannon would destroy a relaxing seaside resort.

However, since there weren't many tourists anyway, and the only three intelligent life forms were all ship girls, or half-ship girls, the beach didn't mean much to them.

The beach that ship girls need is probably a sea area where they can fire freely and roam freely.

Just as Adun placed the baby crystal tower floating behind him on the ground, preparing to dismantle some ship equipment and warp out a photon turret, Adun's sensors detected a very faint "wo" sound.

"Who goes there?" In order to experience the feeling of being slightly drunk, the computing power that had been in a silent state was instantly activated. Once sober, Adon immediately conducted a comprehensive scan of the entire naval base, both from the sky and the ground.

So this is what the atmosphere of this planet is composed of and how thick it is. Wow, it even has an orbiting satellite space station. The technological development of this world is definitely commendable.

Huh, there's a complex of buildings beneath the naval base? But the art style is a bit strange, it's different from other worlds. Could it be an ancient ruin?

Adon did not perform a very deep scan. For Adon, which is currently in a stagnant state for most of its equipment, performing a planetary-level scan would be somewhat harmful to the liver.

After confirming that no deep-sea army had come looking for him, Adon turned his attention to the "wo" that had just caught his attention.

"Didn't you check the almanac before going out today? How could I find a deep-sea creature while taking a walk?" This was a real find, not something you scooped up after defeating a deep-sea creature in the ocean. Yaton looked at the pitch-black figure lying on the beach in front of him, seemingly washed ashore by the sea, and felt a little embarrassed.

What should we do now? Should we pull out our psionic blades and give her a good whack?

However, such opportunistic behavior is a disgrace to the Templars!

Although the Eight Honors and Eight Shames of the Templars echoed in his mind, Adun still activated the psionic light blade on his arm armor, using it as a light source as he carefully approached the deep-sea ship girl lying on the ground.

Even the most foolish Templar understands one thing: mercy to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

Under the illumination of the psionic blade, Adun could clearly see the exact appearance of the deep-sea ship girl lying on the ground, cosplaying as a dead fish.

A thin, frail body, dressed in the standard black deep-sea uniform, with a ship's rig that looks like a large jellyfish on its head. Several tentacles extending from the jellyfish-like rig lay limply on the ground along with its owner.

The deep-sea ship girl held a cane, which is used by the elderly, tightly in her arms as if it were a treasure.

"It seems to be a fellow ship girl..." After a careful examination, Yaton learned that the other party's identity in the Abyssal Ship Girls was that of an aircraft carrier-class Abyssal ship girl who should theoretically serve as a fleet commander in the Abyssal Fleet.

Now the question is, why would a near-big shot in a deep-sea fleet drown in enemy territory in the middle of the night?

Because the deep-sea ship girls' skin color is always a deathly pale white, Adon couldn't tell whether the deep-sea carrier in front of him, which still had a breath of life, was pretending to be a dead fish or had become a real dead fish for some reason.

While Adun hesitated, the deep-sea carrier lying on the ground sensed someone approaching. She weakly opened her eyes and saw a ship girl, who was probably an enemy, crouching beside her. A golden flash of lightning flashed in her pale blue pupils as she struggled to get up.

Just as Adon raised his psionic blade, thinking the other was about to attack, he heard the Deep Sea creature in front of him weakly utter a "wo".

Then, with a "thud," he fell to the ground again, looking completely helpless.

For a moment, Adun was stunned.

It wasn't because of the military merit of inexplicably finding a deep-sea aircraft carrier, but because Adun inexplicably discovered that he understood what the "wo" uttered by the deep-sea aircraft carrier meant.

That means "I'm so hungry, is there anything to eat?"

The fact that a single syllable can convey so much meaning shows how impressive the Deepsea Ship Girls are in some ways.

Chapter 26: As long as there are enough aluminum pipes

"So, you were so hungry because your pay wasn't on time that you sneaked out on your own boat to find food? And you found nothing and just fainted from hunger?"

Having gleaned the desired information from more brief sentences, Adun stared speechlessly at the deep-sea aircraft carrier in front of him, who was happily munching on aluminum bread with her hands.

It's as if that aluminum bread, which can break a ship's rigging with a single bite and can be used as a melee weapon, is some kind of delicious treat.

If the deep-sea fleet is all this clueless, why did humanity in this world fight for hundreds of years before finally having to divide the planet and rule separately?

Fortunately, she had a solar reactor, and since her carrier-based army had been frozen and unusable, the admiral, after learning that Admiral Admiral was an aircraft carrier-class ship girl, dumped a bunch of supplies on her and placed them in Admiral Admiral's ship equipment space almost untouched.

It seems that in the eyes of the admiral, besides being all big bombers and having a natural maternal nature, the common characteristic of aircraft carrier-class ship girls is that they are all gluttons.

Legend has it that many admirals of naval bases committed suicide by jumping into the sea because they were driven to it by the gluttonous nature of their aircraft carriers.

All these exaggerated rumors originated from a group of Akagi-class ship girls. There are even unofficial reports that the number of naval bases that are bankrupted by Akagi-class carrier ship girls every year is no less than the number of naval bases that are defeated and fall in battles with the Abyssal Fleet.

Especially now that relations with the Abyssal Ship Girls have eased somewhat, there is a high probability that the former will outnumber the latter.

To this, all I can say is, in all honesty, the Ark mothership's propulsion system is practically perpetual motion, and its carrier-based units are temporarily unavailable. In terms of consumption, even if it's not as low as that of destroyers, it's certainly not as demanding as light cruiser-class ship girls.

How can you compare me to those ill-mannered Akagi? It's just that the maintenance time during each dredging is a little longer! Is it wrong to eat barrels?! Ship girls don't eat barrels! They might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes!

Especially when he saw the admiral turn the aluminum supplied to Ayton into aluminum bread—a product that looked like it could increase volume—in order to reduce aluminum consumption, Ayton didn't know whether to be angry or amused.

Fortunately, the admiral did just that. After finishing the bread in his hand, he opened his four watery eyes again and stared at the deep-sea aircraft carriers he wanted more of.

Ardon thought that perhaps the reason the other side was hungry was not because their military pay was not arriving on time, but because the deep-sea crew really couldn't afford to support the deep-sea aircraft carrier, which was why they were in arrears with their military pay.

"Eat slowly, there's plenty more, don't choke." Fortunately, there was a good supply of aluminum bread, and Yaton took out another pile of aluminum bread to indicate that the other person didn't need to eat so quickly.

"wowo" (It's okay, it's okay, wo-chan can store the excess aluminum in the ship's equipment)

The deep-sea carrier, which inexplicably communicated with Adun in a strange language, seemed to be trying to prove its point. It commanded the jellyfish-shaped ship equipment on its head to curl up a piece of aluminum bread, and then, in front of Adun, the jellyfish ship equipment on its head opened a huge mouth and swallowed the entire piece of aluminum bread.

Then, both the large eyes on the jellyfish and the eyes on the deep-sea aircraft carrier itself showed expressions of satisfaction.

So those things that look like teeth are actually your mouth! The way you've made it hard for me to tell which one is your true form.

"Speaking of which, your name is Wo-chan? Did you give yourself that name?" Putting aside the question of what the other person's true identity was, Adon inquired about the other person's specific information.

“Wo? Wowo!” The deep-sea carrier, who called herself Wo-chan, nodded first when she heard Adun’s question, then shook her head, and then answered in her own language.

"Oh, you say you're 'jiang' (酱), and the character on your head is 'wo' (我), so together it's 'wo jiang' (我酱)?" Yaton felt utterly bewildered by this liberal naming method.

After saying "wowowo" (Is it strange? I am wo-chan, and wo-chan is me) for a while, wo-chan paused her act of stuffing aluminum bread into her mouth, lifted the jellyfish ship suit on her head with her hand, and then heard a "pop" sound. The jellyfish ship suit was pulled off wo-chan's head, revealing a head of pale white hair.

"Stop, I understand now, let's put it back." Adon noticed that because of Wo-chan's action of disconnecting the ship's equipment, the jellyfish above her head had already formed a spiral shape around her eyes.

While it's not wrong to consider ship equipment as one's other half, it's truly baffling that even the name is taken from one half. I really don't know what to say about this deep-seated, hopelessly flawed deep-sea aircraft carrier.

"wowo" (the name was given to me by Xiaobei, and wo-chan really likes this name) After wo-chan reattached the ship equipment to her head, she answered the second question that Adun had asked earlier.

"Xiao Bei?" Girl, your answer reminds me of so many things. I don't know why, but when I hear the name Xiao Bei, I think of a very cute but terrifying deep-sea ship. And from the memories that come with the builder, a true deep-sea boss named Northern Princess also instantly appears.

"The 'Little North' you're talking about, is it the former Arctic Ocean Deep-Sea Flagship, the Northern Princess?"

Unsure whether the Wo-chan he had just picked up was actually with that deep-sea flagship, Yaton simply asked.

Upon hearing Adun mention the name of the Northern Princess, the deep-sea carrier Wo-chan paused for a moment, then blurted out a long string of words in a panic.

At the same time, it also made Yadun realize that the silly and cute name of the deep-sea aircraft carrier in front of him did not come from the deep-sea flagship, but was given to a deep-sea heavy cruiser named Xiao Bei because it came from the Northern Deep-Sea Fleet.

Because the deep-sea heavy cruiser named Xiao Bei was the logistics warehouse manager, Wo-chan, who often went to the logistics warehouse, became friends with that heavy cruiser over time.

It seems that in order to prove that she has no connection with the former Great Demon King, Kita no Suki, wo-chan's rambling explanation is already suspected of aiding the enemy.

However, given the relationship between their leader and the admiral, even if they are found out for aiding the enemy, it shouldn't be a big deal.

"Go back after you've eaten. Don't worry your friend," Adon said to Wo-chan, given that they were still enemies.

I thought it would turn into a touching story of friendship between the two sides of a war, forged outside the battlefield over a few pieces of aluminum bread.

It turns out that Adon was still too young.

"So, what are you doing following me?"

“wo”

"Following me doesn't guarantee you'll always have aluminum to eat. Besides, I'm a ship girl, not an admiral. Even if I'm willing to give you my aluminum bread, my admiral might not be willing."

“wo”

"We're enemies, okay? Enemies! You're putting me in a difficult position!"

“wo”

"Alright, alright, then follow me for now, I'll try my best to make sure you have enough to eat."

Adun discovered a piece of strategically important intelligence for humanity: if you feed a deep-sea aircraft carrier enough aluminum, she will stay with you and never leave you.

...I wonder if this strategy could be reversed for the Akagi-class ship girls.

Do I know too much...?

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