The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

Even if Wo-chan never wakes up again and becomes a pile of wreckage in this cold, deep sea, I will still find her!

I used all my saved frontline allowance to buy aluminum for you, Wo-chan!! (What about borrowing money from you to buy the Heine tablet?)

Xiao Bei's worry for Wo-chan transformed into something called courage, allowing her to stand up shakily amidst the psychic storm that directly attacked her soul, and once again resolutely set sail towards the garrison still shrouded in dark clouds.

Meanwhile, at Xiao Bei's target naval base, in order to suppress the massive psionic storm that Wo-chan had unknowingly created, Adon had to focus all her energy and calculations on this aspect. She did not notice that a deep-sea ship girl was charging towards the naval base with a death wish, adopting a single-ship assault posture.

If he sensed something was wrong, Ardon could only awkwardly say, "Girl, you're overthinking it."

A psionic storm, if used well, can indeed be as powerful as a natural disaster. In reality, as long as you have a strong will and thick armor, you can withstand it.

Well, theoretically it should be able to withstand it...

In the Kalai Protoss, for someone like Wo-chan to cause a celestial-level reaction on her first use of a psionic storm is definitely the mark of a high-ranking governor, and one who is so aloof that she would have to find a second high-ranking governor of similar caliber to merge with her as a white father.

Aside from expressing surprise at Wo-chan's level of mental purification, Yaton had no energy left to complain about anything else.

A large portion of the psionic energy used by the Protoss linked to the Light of Khala comes from the shared mental energy of their own kind. So far, there is only one Protoss mothership in this world, Adun. Since Adun, who is considered half a Protoss, opened the Light of Khala to create a fake Admiral's mental network, the sea of ​​psionic energy flowing in the Light of Khala is basically derived from Adun's power.

In other words, the psionic storm that Wo-chan, who had just been promoted to the world's first high-ranking Templar, unintentionally released and nearly devastated the naval base and the surrounding seas, was entirely powered by Adun's energy.

After having tons of power borrowed, Adun now has to use the remaining power to suppress this psionic storm and prevent it from actually succeeding in clearing the land. All Adun can say right now is that being a ship is tiring, being an admiral is even more tiring, and I want to go back to the builder.

Fortunately, this blunder went unnoticed by the admiral who was vehemently criticizing the skill as useless. Kogan might have sensed something, but given the mischievous nature of the destroyer, she didn't think much of it.

With a sigh of relief, feeling completely disoriented, Adon not only failed to notice the deep-sea heavy cruiser that planned to challenge the naval base alone, but also failed to notice the deep-sea submarine Princess that was hiding in her own naval base's resource depot, looting for supplies.

Because the deep-sea submarine, Qi Ji, was closer to Xiao Bei, almost at the center of Wo Jiang's psionic storm effect, the pressure she experienced on a spiritual level was far greater than that experienced by Xiao Bei, who was only affected by the aftershocks.

Completely limp in the warehouse, unable to even open her ship's equipment or move a single finger, the deep-sea submarine Princess's biggest thought right now is, "Should I buy an almanac or something before I go out to freeload next time?"

As a wild submarine Princess without a fixed territory and too lazy to build an abyssal fleet, stealing resources from various naval bases and abyssal fleets to support herself has become a part of her life in order to meet her daily needs as a Princess-class abyssal.

In particular, her special skill, the "Akarin Module," can greatly reduce her presence. Combined with the submarine ship girl's inherent stealth ability, there are very few ship girls in the world who can detect this deep-sea submarine princess.

If we were to rank the most skilled thieves on this planet, this deep-sea submarine, Princess, would certainly be in the top ten, even if it doesn't make the top three.

Furthermore, in order to ensure that she wouldn't be noticed while stealing, this deep-sea submarine, Princess, also awakened a special ability to make the targets of her stolen resources believe that they were just daily wear and tear.

I love off-the-books oil, ammunition, steel, aluminum, and the like! What, you say submarines don't need aluminum? Can't we just sell it to those aircraft carriers? Or have you never heard of a ship girl type called a submarine carrier?

Unfortunately, the legendary reputation of this deep-sea thief is about to be ruined by the psionic storm that wo-chan unintentionally unleashed.

If I had known that such a big boss was hidden in this poor garrison, why would I have bothered coming here to mooch resources? Compared to this place, the territory of the Princess next door, which specializes in anti-submarine warfare, might be safer.

Princess, the deep-sea submarine, who had already begun to speculate whether she would be sunk directly or tied up and used as an exhibit if she were captured, was unaware that she was not the only deep-sea submarine that had been accidentally damaged.

In fact, it wasn't just Xiao Bei, who was worried about Wo-chan's safety, who was affected by Wo-chan's powerful attack, but also the deep-sea submarine Princess, who was directly defeated after failing to get any benefits.

There were also some people who were swept away by this Wo-chan version of the psionic storm, which ignored friend and foe and AOEed everyone except Admiral Kogan, who was protected by Admiral Admiral Kogan.

These people are not from the Deep Sea, but are ship girls.

Moreover, it was the admiral's younger brother who responded to the big sister's call, bringing a cannon squadron from his father to conduct a nominal exercise, but in reality, it was a rescue operation, which was also mistaken by these ship girls as a wedding procession.

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PS: Today is my first recommendation day. I wonder what kind of cover Qidian will give this book. My former editor told me that the editor in charge of the cover seemed a bit confused by the title. I hope that editor doesn't actually use a Cthulhu image for the cover. But thinking about it, that would be great—deep-sea tentacles and ship girls, that plot is enough for doujinshi. Anyway, if the cover isn't satisfactory, I'll have to create one myself. If any readers want to give cover suggestions, they can join the book club (remove the hyphens).

PS2: Seeing that I'm updating so early today, you can probably guess that I'll definitely be releasing a few chapters from my backlog.

Chapter 38: Passing Allied Forces

Twenty minutes ago...

A beam of light tore through space flashed by, accompanied by a jet-black battleship equipped with several quadruple main guns.

Any ship girl admiral operating in the Eastern Pacific theater, including those from the Abyssal Fleet, could basically recognize that this battleship came from the 233rd Naval Base, which was almost entirely composed of battleship older sisters.

After all, there aren't many ship girls in the Eastern Pacific theater who can activate their Glory Form. And the ability to project their Glory Form, the symbol of a quasi-hero ship girl, into the world is even more like the Deep Sea than the Deep Sea itself.

Only the 233rd naval base, one of the capital ships under the command of that "battleship maniac" admiral, the Prince of Wales, who was known for daring to compete with the Princess in firepower as long as she was in the flagship position.

Now, this legendary ship girl from the Eastern Pacific theater is sitting on the bridge in her glorious form, holding a glass of whiskey, and staring intently at the black line standing on the other side of the sky with her single eye.

"Would you like some ice?" A soft voice came from behind, accompanied by the sound of metal high heels clicking on the deck of the warship. Nelson, a battleship girl with one eye closed, walked up to the Prince of Wales and asked.

Although his words contained an inquiring tone, it was clear that Nelson was not truly considering whether the Prince of Wales would agree or not.

Before the Prince of Wales could speak, an ice cube was precisely tossed into the glass in his hand, the distance and force perfectly controlled, so that the wine splashed up by the ice cube was only a hair's breadth away from flying over the rim of the glass.

"Where did the ice come from?" The Prince of Wales, having turned his gaze away, took a sip of his whisky with ice and turned to ask Nelson, who was dressed in a vintage British military uniform and also holding a glass of whisky on the rocks.

“It was prepared by Renown. She recently installed a condenser compressor in the ship's rigging, specifically for these kinds of things.” Nelson bowed slightly as he answered, seeing the Prince of Wales turn to look at him.

“It’s a pointless act.” The Prince of Wales felt a slight aversion to this approach by Prestige.

“At least it works quite well, Your Highness.” Nelson expressed a different opinion.

Although British ship girls pay attention to hierarchical relationships, they do not place as much emphasis on status and hierarchy as Japanese ship girls, nor do they regard obedience to superiors as the meaning of life as German ship girls.

So even though HMS Prince of Wales, as a King George-class battleship, was of higher status than Nelson, this did not prevent Nelson from maintaining his own opinion.

"These things can't save anyone in the face of enemy fire." Somewhat dissatisfied, the Prince of Wales looked ahead again and continued to control his glorious form to cut through the waves in the sea.

Nelson, with an expression that said he knew the Prince of Wales would react this way, glanced at the ice cubes still firmly held in the glass, and waited a moment before speaking:

“Your Highness, you’d better slow down. My sister Rodney said that as the young master gets older, his adaptability to hyperspace teleportation is decreasing.”

As soon as the words were spoken, the black warship, which was about to speed up in the sea, stopped without regard for any physical rules. Apart from the surging sea around it, the deck of the warship was as steady as if it had been anchored in place all along.

"Why didn't you say something sooner? How is the young master now?" Unable to maintain his haughty expression as a representative of British ship girls, the Prince of Wales asked Nelson with concern.

Does it make a difference whether I say it sooner or later? Anyway, as long as the ship girl's glorious form is sailing on the sea, everything is under her control. Nelson continued slowly:

"It's not a big problem. After all, the young master still has Lady Helena's blood in his veins. He's just a little dizzy right now. Rodney has already given him seasickness medicine."

"Nonsense! Can seasickness medicine really fix the effects of hyperspace teleportation on the human body? And what about reputation? How come it's your sister taking care of the young master? Where's the reputation for taking care of the young master?"

With a snap, the Prince of Wales crushed the wine glass in his hand, adopting the demeanor of a mafia boss, and questioned Nelson in a stern tone.

“It’s seasickness medicine left by Reputation. She said it was very effective.” Nelson said this, but her expression clearly showed that this ship girl also didn’t quite trust this treatment method.

"As for reputation, she just said she went to deal with potential deep-sea threats in the vicinity. Didn't you notice?"

"She only has one ship?" The Prince of Wales' serious expression eased slightly upon hearing this news.

“One ship is enough for her, Your Highness. You know that in terms of single-ship combat power, she is the most suitable for this task,” Nelson said calmly.

As the main ship girls under that "battleship maniac", whether it is the Prince of Wales, the Nelson and Rodney sisters, or even the Renown who is more professional as a maid than as a ship girl, they are all elite ship girls who have awakened their special skills.

For example, the "Atlantic Charter," which greatly enhances the fleet's and one's own capabilities by having the Prince of Wales lead a fleet as its flagship, and the sea-cleansing power of the Rodney and Nelson sisters when they use cannons together.

Despite having joined Naval Base 233 earlier than the Prince of Wales and the Rona sisters, the Renown possesses skills that differ from other Renown shipgirls.

Unlike other ship girls who have integrated the ship equipment of the Renown into their ship equipment space and share the same name as the Renown, she awakens the "Last Glory of the Royal Navy" skill, which makes her stronger the more she fights.

Instead, it's a special skill that allows her to possess all the abilities of British ship girls simultaneously when she's the only ship girl on a mission. Although these abilities are discounted, the combined power is enough to make this Renown, as a battlecruiser, comparable to those top-tier battleships.

However, no one wants to recall why the Renown of Naval Base 233 awakened the skill called "Lonely Pilgrimage".

Just like how no ship girl in the entire naval base ever mentions why the Prince of Wales lost an eye.

At least, no ship girl wants her young master to know what happened to them.

“Even so, when she returns, I will still put her in solitary confinement,” said the Prince of Wales, still somewhat annoyed that the Prince had failed in his duty to care for the young master.

“Your Highness, are you planning to quit drinking or are you determined to lose weight?” Nelson ignored what the Prince of Wales said.

If the Renown is indeed locked down by the Prince of Wales, which is currently serving as the flagship, it means there will be no more whiskey, no more tea, no more coffee, and certainly no more desserts.

For British ship girls, this situation is not much different from being directly attacked by Abyssal Princesses.

"Ah!" Immediately realizing the implied meaning in Nelson's words, the Prince of Wales' remaining single eye instantly changed from sea blue to a blue mosquito coil ring.

"Even if we can't lock her up, we should warn her about her dereliction of duty. We can handle the deep sea and all that. Her only task is to take good care of the young master!"

"Your Highness, are you questioning my sister's abilities?" Nelson said irritably. The ship girls in Naval Base 233 may have varying abilities, but when it comes to taking care of the young master, no ship girl has ever admitted defeat!

Chapter 39, third update.

Reputation's pilgrimage to the Deep Sea lasted less than ten minutes, so fast that the Prince of Wales didn't even have time to clean up the wine glass he had crushed.

Upon returning to the ship, Renown immediately noticed the shards of the glass in the Prince of Wales's hand. He took it for granted and offered no comment. He then took out a clean handkerchief from his ship's equipment space and wiped the Prince's fingers, before refilling the glass with a cool whiskey.

Finally, watching helplessly as another ice cube fell into the glass, the Prince of Wales temporarily set aside his words about solitary confinement and warnings about dereliction of duty, and asked, "Any discoveries?"

"I have good news and bad news. Which would Your Highness like to hear first?"

Having done all this, Reputation stood respectfully to the side and casually poured some wine into Nelson's glass as well.

“Let’s start with the bad news,” Nelson replied on behalf of the Prince of Wales, taking a sip of his wine.

"The good news is that the Abyssal ships in this area are not very hostile towards us. Even the lowest-ranking Abyssal ship girls have no desire to attack me." In terms of rank and the current composition of this fleet, Nelson also has the right to give orders to the Renown, but the Renown did not respond as Nelson requested.

"This seems to be good news." This news means that this is a relatively safe sea area, and there will be no battles with those deep-sea creatures. The ship girls of Naval Base No. 233 are never afraid to fight with deep-sea creatures, but after all, the young master is also on this trip, and protecting the young master is more important than anything else.

Upon hearing this news, Nelson, who had slightly disobeyed his orders, breathed a sigh of relief and said that if it were a German ship girl, those serious and rigid German ship girls would definitely seize on this and reprimand her.

"...I feel that this news is less good news and less bad news than bad news." The Prince of Wales swirled the dark brown whiskey in his glass, letting it swirl around the ice, and asked Reputation with an indifferent gaze.

"As expected of His Highness the Prince." Without refuting the Prince of Wales's words, Reputation first praised the Prince of Wales's extensive knowledge, and then replied, "Without the mandatory orders of high-ranking Abyssal ships, those lowest-ranking Abyssal ship girls will not be able to control themselves."

"Does that mean there are any high-ranking, conscious deep-sea ship girls around here?" Nelson asked with a serious expression.

Compared to those secondary deep-sea ship girls who lack self-awareness, high-ranking ship girls with intelligence no less than that of ordinary ship girls are very troublesome enemies.

You have special skills, and so does she. You know all sorts of naval warfare strategies, but she might be even more adept at using them than you are.

After so many years of relative peace between humanity and the deep sea, except in some special areas, it is rare to see direct confrontations with deep-sea ship girls anymore. Most enemies are inferior ship girls who lack self-awareness or have only a one-sided sense of self.

Many new-generation ship girls don't quite understand how powerful deep-sea ship girls who are not much different from themselves, but whose combat power and experience far surpass their own, are.

However, most of the ship girls from Naval Base 233, who survived those battlefields decades ago, know how troublesome these high-level deep-sea ships are. If they knew that the young master was here, they might target him for some reason.

"Yes, there were, and more than one. I met with them, and they seemed to have orders, so they not only didn't attack me, but also kept their servants away from me." Reputation paused here and continued, "So I didn't attack them either."

"Them?" The Prince of Wales astutely grasped the key point in Prestige's words.

"Them!" Nelson immediately understood after being reminded by the Prince of Wales. With a click, the ship equipment that had been stored in the ship equipment space appeared behind her, and the three main guns of the warship standing on her right side fired the sound of cannons being loaded.

“Although I haven’t seen any of these deep-sea home ports, I can assure you that there is at least one Deepsea Princess in this area…” Renown continued, looking at Nelson who was already prepared for battle.

"At least one Deepsea Princess, is that bad news? This is troublesome." Upon hearing Renown confirm this already terrible news, the Prince of Wales once again crushed the wine glass in his hand.