The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

Sometimes, when ship girls use these devices, they cause irreparable damage to themselves while inflicting harm on the deep sea. Even though ship girls have an incomprehensible affection and obedience for their creators, humans, this behavior is still difficult for many people, including the scientists who create the weapons, to accept.

This desperate attempt to increase the combat power of these ship girls who fight for them, without finding the right method, was only truly improved after humanity first discovered the tool of modification cores.

First, relying on the ship girls' own unscientific power, the modification core is integrated into the new ship equipment designed for them by humans, and then the new ship equipment with the modification core is integrated into the ship girls' ship equipment.

Only then is the true ship girl modification process complete. After a period of learning and use, these ship girls, who originally operated very primitive ship cannons, can now control shipborne missile systems, shipborne anti-missile systems, stealth systems, electromagnetic weapons, laser weapons, and so on with ease.

Moreover, these shrunken weapons are indistinguishable in power from their original size counterparts. (Legend has it that the unscientific method of shrinking those materials was discovered through observing the modification process of ship girls—a kind of advanced technology.)

However, this kind of modification is limited. In the hundreds of years since the ship girls were transformed from weapons into companions and eventually fully integrated into the human camp, the human ship girl camp has discovered several rules applicable to the modification of ship girls through countless modifications.

First, the ship girl to be modified must be strong enough. As Rodney said, if the ship girl is not strong enough and is forcibly modified, there is a chance of failure.

This process of fusing ship equipment with a modified core back into the ship's own equipment is akin to disassembly and reconstruction for the ship girl. If the ship's own strength is insufficient, the equipment may not be able to withstand the force of this disassembly before the fusion is complete.

The consequence is often the ship's equipment disintegrating. If you're lucky, you become an ordinary person; if you're unlucky, you become a plant ship or a sunken ship.

Through various modifications over hundreds of years, it has been discovered that hero-level ship girls, that is, ship girls who can activate their glory form, have a near 100% success rate in modification. Based on this, the lower the combat power, the greater the possibility of modification failure.

This is probably because when they are able to activate their Glory Form, their ship equipment undergoes a qualitative change.

If you take a newly created first-generation ship girl from the construction machine or a second-generation ship girl who has just inherited ship equipment and modify her, it's basically no different from premeditated murder.

Secondly, the human admirals discovered that if these ship girls were modified according to the historical progression, the success rate would be much higher. In other words, if ship girls were modified according to the historical progression, it was often not necessary to use hero-level ship girls; only general-level or elite-level ship girls were needed to guarantee a 100% success rate.

For example, if Admiral Adon's initial ship, the destroyer "Courageous," were to be converted into a missile destroyer following historical developments, the success rate would be very high.

However, since there is no rigorous theory to prove this claim, this practice of modifying ship girls according to historical development to increase the success rate is somewhat similar to the admiral's metaphysics of guaranteeing rare items with a specific formula or performing a ritual dance before construction and summoning.

The difference is that this kind of metaphysics is more widely accepted. Those who believe in this metaphysics claim that there is historical basis for modifying ship girls in this way. They say that it was successful in the past, so why can't we do it now?

Completely oblivious, although there was an inextricable connection between anthropomorphic warships and real historical warships, they were ultimately not the same thing.

After listening to the Prince of Wales' explanation and sorting out his memories of what the core modification was, Adun said "Oh" and then asked, "Are there any other precautions?"

"What are the precautions?" Wales saw that not only Adon was listening with great interest, but also that young master Charlotte had various expressions of sudden realization. He sighed again, feeling helpless about the young master wasting his time at the academy.

"For ship girls, are all modifications positive?" Adun asked, unsure of which type of modification she had made to Reputation.

"This..." It seemed that Adun's question touched a nerve with the Prince of Wales. For a moment, the British hero-class ship girl hesitated, looking as if she didn't know how to answer.

“Historically speaking, some ship girls are not suitable for modernization,” Nelson, knowing what the Prince of Wales was thinking, replied on his behalf.

"Oh, so not all modifications are positive?" For example, the Prince of Wales in front of me, it seems her modifications weren't for the better.

"That's not entirely true. After all, it incorporates more advanced technology, which would greatly enhance our combat capabilities. However, if we insist on modifying it according to the course of historical development," Nelson said, glancing at the Prince of Wales, "His Highness would be converted into an aircraft carrier."

"Crunch!" This is already the umpteenth glass of whiskey to be wasted.

Looking at the shards of glass in Wales' hand, Arden wondered if he could make something that the Prince of Wales couldn't crush and give it to her as a gift.

However, a glass that can withstand the gripping force of 10,000 tons without breaking... well, that's a bit difficult.

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A long chapter of 2500 words!! I wrote four chapters about beating up kids today, so I'll just keep up the pace of uploading three chapters at a time.

Chapter 67 American Style

While the ship girls at Ardon and Naval Base 233 were discussing ship girl modification precautions, the remaining main force ship girls at the distant Naval Base 233 also learned of the unfortunate incident that had befallen their young master.

Hmm, no, it's the young master's encounter with the Deep Sea Princess, who said it was an unfortunate situation?

However, it doesn't really matter. Everyone knows that the Prince of Wales and the Nelson and Rodney sisters are very powerful, but compared to the Deep Sea Princess, even with her reputation, she can only ensure that she won't be defeated.

Protecting the young master from the clutches of the Deep Sea Princess is incredibly difficult.

"I knew the young master was going out with that bunch of unlucky E-class Brits to prepare for something. I was right!" A battleship girl from the United States of America spoke first.

"Well, what's the use of having a high luck stat? If having a high luck stat was useful, would you still be dragged away by your own people to watch the sun in Nevada?" A ship girl with mediocre luck immediately retorted!

"Hey! North Carolina, what do you mean by this! Aren't you from the German side? Why are you taking the side of those British ship crews?" For some reason, it was Tirpitz who spoke up against him, and Nevada's anger level was rising significantly.

"Perhaps it's because it's similar to how the Prince of Wales died, that it transcends national and personal grudges," said Fusang, holding her teacup, as she watched Bismarck lecture her nominal sister not to speak up for the British. Fusang, whose luck stat was only five points and who was determined not to join the fight, said this while watching Bismarck lecture her sister not to speak up for the British.

"I see." Oklahoma, who was originally torn between helping her sister and tearing things apart, found Fusang's words to be reasonable and immediately abandoned her sister, becoming a fanboy. She hated airplanes the most.

Even the way the original body dies can become a symbol of choosing sides; the anthropomorphic warship girls are indeed a group of creatures whose thoughts are hard to understand.

"Hey! What's all this commotion? My son isn't dead yet! Who are you trying to impress with this act? Me?"

A powerful slap on the platform, the roar of the battleship maniac admiral, pulled the main force ship girls of Naval Base No. 233 back from their argument about who was to blame for their young master's visit to Princess Suzuki.

"The reason I've called you here is to assemble a rapid reinforcement fleet and wrest your future admiral back from that damned Abyssal Princess."

...Admiral, that's the Deep Sea Princess! Could it be that the almost broken time-space teleporter at the naval base has awakened some unknown ability after being used so many times, allowing it to teleport us all there at once?

Otherwise, taking someone away from the Deep Sea Princess would be a very difficult task.

"As you all know, the teleporter at the naval base is currently out of commission and can only transport a limited number of people at a time. That's why I've gathered you all here to select a few warriors."

The ancient black gorilla admiral, draped in a general's cloak, commanded his ship girls with an unquestionable tone.

The admiral's order sparked a buzz of discussion. In the hearts of these ship girls, the task of rescuing the soldier—no, the young master—had been raised from S-rank to SS-rank.

"Vanguard is willing to take on this mission and is ready to serve the young master to the death!" Vanguard, a British battleship girl dressed in a blue military uniform, was the first to speak.

"Damn British, the young master was killed because of you! Don't even think about leaving Nevada behind on this mission!" Nevada shouted again, having just been warned by Washington, the American big sister in the naval base, not to cause trouble.

"...Shouldn't American and British ship girls have a good relationship?" Richelieu, a French ship girl sitting alone in the corner, said to Vittorio Veneto, an Italian battleship who was making coffee next to her and was 1.3 meters tall.

“A typical example of someone who knows how to fight civil war.” Uninterested in getting involved, Veneto took a sip of his coffee and then asked, “Would you like one too?”

"Thank you, but please don't add milk," Richelieu said politely.

“Nothing is served without milk.” Seeing Richelieu’s polite but potentially offensive response, Veneto couldn’t bring himself to get angry.

"Speaking of which, where is Alice?" Richelieu, unaware that he had stepped on a landmine, glanced at the chair next to Veneto that originally belonged to Andrea.

“Andrea went to the young master’s bedroom last night,” Veneto said calmly, adding, “My sister’s name is Andrea Doselli, not Alice. How many times do I have to repeat that?”

“It’s all the same anyway. Wait, she ran off to the young master’s place? Huh, is she trying to cheat on him? No, the young master isn’t at the naval base right now, what would she be doing there?” The second-generation Richelieu of Naval Base No. 233 was startled by Andrea’s astonishing behavior.

“Who knows, so I tied her up and sank her into the ditch,” Veneto continued calmly.

"..." The repair channel used by the ship girls is not a place where the ship girls can drown, but for battleship ship girls who are good at playing in the water but not good at diving, being tied up and sunk in the repair channel is not a pleasant thing.

So, are all the Italian ship girls who use drug-fueled cannons in a state of constant drug overdose? Thinking this, Richelieu moved a little further away from Veneto.

While Richelieu and Veneto were chatting, the group of enthusiastic ship girls had already selected the ship girls to be deployed for this reinforcement fleet, excluding the flagship.

The frigate, which possesses considerable anti-air capabilities, was among the first to respond to orders and join the mission. However, given her limited combat experience, she was relegated to the position of a frigate.

Nevada, who was the most vocal, and her sister were eliminated because their speed was not high enough and they might be a hindrance when they needed to escape. Feeling disappointed, she started playing Russian roulette with her sister.

"Lord Washington, please discipline your ship girls," Renown's sister, another head maid at the naval base, retorted, brandishing a broom.

"It's okay, we won't die." Washington glanced at the Nevada sisters, who were already going to their fifth round of competition, and said nonchalantly.

“But the cleaning work…” Before the retort could even finish, a throwing axe sent the revolver that Nevada was about to pull the trigger flying out the window. Washington, the leader of the American faction, glared angrily at the Nevada sisters who were trying to commit suicide.

"Actually, there was no need for that." Seeing the Nevada sisters huddled together in fear, Counterattack was a little worried that the throwing axe might have hit someone.

“American style!” Washington said proudly.

"Damn American style! This is your own unique style, Washington!" Upon hearing Washington say this, the other American ship girls covered their foreheads and remained silent.

However, given the reputation of the Naval Base Axe King, the ship girls who originally wanted to offer some advice all shrank back when they saw the President's inspecting gaze. They mentally crossed themselves and prayed that Nevada would be lucky enough to not be smashed into the repair ditch by this axe.

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I dreamt that I became an American superhero, and then I got killed by gangsters.

Chapter 68 This is the ship girl's favorite daily life

Since Nevada and her sister Oklahoma were eliminated due to speed issues, it's natural that Yamashiro Fuso Hyuga Ise, whose speed is also a concern, would not meet the high-speed requirement.

Especially at the strong suggestion of a certain American ship girl, some ship girls with insufficient luck were also eliminated.

Even ship girls are not immune to the superstition. According to legend, when your luck value drops to a certain level, you might not encounter a Sugata, but you'll at least easily run into enemies you don't want to meet, like an aircraft carrier encountering a submarine. I'm talking about you, Taihou.

Bismarck, who originally possessed the flagship killer skill, intended to join the operation to save the young master, since her skill was very suitable for dealing with key enemies. Unfortunately, due to Tirpitz's obstruction, Bismarck was still hesitating between saving the young master and staying with her sister, and lost her position as the flagship.

"Sis, the Golden Sleeping Bird is coming out tomorrow, can you help me get it?" Tirpitz said.

"Alas, my skills have never been very good." Bismarck was not as proficient in the game as Tirpitz, who was not related to her by blood and only inherited the ship equipment attributes of her sister ship equipment.

"It's okay, you just need to draw the fire for me, and I'll give you plenty of cat tickets." Although they are not related by blood, the girl who inherited the ship equipment of Bismarck's sister ship Tirpitz doesn't treat Bismarck as an outsider at all, and she doesn't hesitate to trick her when necessary.

“Okay, fine, but what about the young master?” Bismarck hesitated.

“Young Master is blessed by the heavens. I have seen your future with the Evil King’s True Eye, which can see all things in the world. You will not encounter any danger.” Tirpitz looked as if he really believed it.

“Even if I don’t understand the things you like, I at least know that the Eye of the Evil King isn’t supposed to be used for prophecy, is it?” Bismarck said with a hint of helplessness as she looked at Tirpitz’s enthusiastic expression.

"Oh, is that so? It seems the performance went a bit overboard. Don't worry about the details, don't worry about the details. Anyway, my dear sister, my Golden Sleep Bow is in your hands!" Tirpitz said nonchalantly about the mistake she had made.

"What a model older sister." Oklahoma, who didn't seem to care about being eliminated, looked at Bismarck, who was embarrassed by Tirpitz, and then glanced at Nevada, who was now covered in gray dust. She sighed deeply.

Although neither of the two main German battleships was selected, Prinz Eugen was included in the reinforcement fleet because of her emphasis on defensive capabilities.

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High speed, defensive focus. Although she's a heavy cruiser, her armor plating makes her quite suitable for support battles, especially since she's a ship girl with high luck, making her perfect for protecting the young master. ("I am the Shield of Argus, young master gains +1/+1 Taunt")

As for her own opinion.

"Eugen?"

"I didn't ask for your opinion! And stop acting cute, you're ruining the serious image of our German ship girls!"

A mere heavy cruiser dares to question the battleship's orders! Guards, throw this insubordinate heavy cruiser out!

Then the ship that said those words, the Deutschland, whether it was a battleship or a battlecruiser, was thrown out.

“Eugen?” Prince Eugen gave a cryptic smile to Germany, who had also lost the opportunity due to low luck.

So, it turns out that if you peel back the pink exterior of an idol-level ship girl, you'll find that everything inside is black? For a moment, apart from the carefree Vanguard who was still complaining about why she wasn't the flagship, the other ship girls all seemed to have drifted a little further away from Prinz Eugen.

With the positions of the frigates decided, the remaining issues are fire support and the flagship's position.

High firepower, high luck, and high armor—these qualities allow a ship girl to deliver tons of damage while also absorbing enough damage. There aren't many ship girls who meet all these criteria.

The one who called Adun a mosaic is one, but unfortunately her sister Counterattack is not suited for long-range battles. The saying that her combat effectiveness decreases the farther away from the naval base is exactly what this second head maid is all about.