The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

The legend that Japanese ship girls have dual ship roles is indeed not unfounded. Even though she is not a member of the historical fleet, Omega Yuriko still possesses this strange passive attribute.

"Promise me you won't do anything scary again and I'll let go." Ignoring the fact that the ship girl in front of her could break free in a second, Charlotte held Omega Yuriko's hand earnestly.

"Young...Young Master, I, I..." Noticing that the environment she and Young Master Charlotte were in was not quite right, the overly shy Omega Yuriko had changed from a yellow-type ship girl to a red-type ship girl. If Charlotte did not let go, she might evolve into a purple-type ship girl at any time.

If there were American ship girls present right now, those American ship girls who really enjoy this kind of scene would definitely whistle and cheer along.

Unfortunately, the people present were all clueless British ship girls, and the Soviet brats who didn't quite understand the situation. Yadun thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a suitable line to lighten the mood.

"Yes, young master." Finally, the war fortress ship girl from the Rising Sun Empire blushed and agreed to Charlotte's request, even though the ship girls watching could tell that this Japanese ship girl probably hadn't heard Charlotte say anything at all.

At least when she saw Adon, the sudden hostility that erupted from her was tantamount to declaring that she had completely forgotten Charlotte's earlier words: "You should get along well with Adon."

"Do you still want to fight? Little girl, you might not be so lucky this time." Ardon said without any pressure despite Omega Yuriko's growing hostility that turned into murderous intent.

Given the vast difference in skill between Omega Yuriko and Adun, both being special ship girls, Adun stated that she could easily defeat her once, and then again a second and third time. Moreover, Adun guaranteed that each time she would defeat her, the method would be different from the previous one, and it would become easier and easier each time.

The only thing that could prevent Adun from easily defeating Omega Yuriko is that this ship girl from the Rising Sun Empire might not be able to last that long. Even with top-notch maintenance and upkeep capabilities in her world, she would still be a weakling with a combat strength of less than five when facing the Protoss's Doomsday Ark.

“Omega, didn’t you hear what I just said? Adun is an ally, not an enemy, and Adun is also an admiral.” Seeing the situation turn out like this again, Charlotte sighed and stood in front of Omega Yuriko.

Unaware that they were still in the state of the Celestial Conference, Charlotte's behavior made Omega Yuriko forget her hostility towards Adun. She covered her eyes, buried her whole body in the repair fluid, and kept muttering, "I'll never get married, I'll never get married."

My dear girl, with your personality... I doubt anyone would dare to marry you. Even if they did, they'd just treat you like royalty every day.

"Hmm, this doesn't seem like a good place to chat. Since we're awake, let's go somewhere else. Is everyone done soaking?" Tidu sensed that the atmosphere was a bit strange and immediately spoke up as the host.

Upon hearing Tidu's words, the ship girls of Naval Base No. 233 glanced at the ceiling with two holes and said that since the indoor hot spring had become an open-air hot spring, they should just give up. After all, those crazy military police had a lot of satellites flying around in the sky.

If they were to capture images of their young master and Omega Yuriko, who appears to be an elementary school student, things would become incredibly complicated.

Seeing that everyone agreed with his suggestion, Tidu nodded and asked his little brother, "Charlotte, did you bring the high-speed repair fluid?"

"I brought it, so what?"

"Bring ten buckets," Tidu announced a large number.

"Why ten barrels?" Charlotte asked, puzzled by her boss's exorbitant demands, while obediently pulling out the high-speed repair fluid, a strategic resource belonging to the naval base.

“My Ardon needs some too,” said Tidu, who had brought over all the other buckets except for the one he had left for Charlotte.

"Two buckets should be enough! Why ten?" Charlotte didn't think the boss couldn't even do basic addition and subtraction.

"You knocked two holes in my repair ditch, aren't you going to pay for it?" Tidu put on an expression that said it was already a loss for him to only have to pay such a small amount.

"That's unnecessary..." There's no need for eight barrels, is there? High-speed repair fluid is a strategic resource. The value of one barrel is enough to not only repair the ceiling, but also to build a new hot spring-style repair channel.

"What did you say? Say it again, I didn't hear you clearly." Tidu picked at his ear.

“What the boss said makes a lot of sense. Consider these eight buckets as the repair cost for this ceiling.” Charlotte, who readily admitted defeat, poured the remaining bucket of repair fluid into Omega Lily’s repair channel.

"Water yourself," said Tidu, who had already wrapped himself in a bath towel and walked out of the repaired canal, tossing a bucket to Yaton.

“…This is such differential treatment.” Adon was both amused and exasperated by his admiral’s behavior.

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I've almost uploaded 100 chapters already without even realizing it.

Chapter 95 What Unspeakable Deal?

Tidu, the first to emerge from the hot spring restoration channel, glanced at the somewhat messy changing room, covered her forehead, and felt that she now needed the full support of the head maid's reputation.

When Tidu opened her own wardrobe, number 001, her eyes fell on wardrobe number 003, whose door wasn't fully closed.

After pressing down on it with her hand, Tidu realized that it wasn't that Adun had forgotten to close the door while rushing to take a bath, but rather that the wardrobe couldn't hold all the everyday clothes for a Protoss Ark.

Remembering Adun's disdainful physique, Tidu shook her head and said, "It's clearly an aircraft carrier!! It's clearly just a cricket-sized aircraft carrier, damn it, is it meant for breastfeeding??"

Remembering something, Ti slammed the wardrobe door shut and, wrapped in a bath towel and wearing slippers, stomped into a room next to the changing room.

In an instant, the whole world changed. In a room several times larger than the changing room, besides some pool tables and exercise equipment placed in the middle of the room, there were mostly various storage cabinets against the walls.

The storage cabinet was crammed with all sorts of flavored fuel milk, such as freshly squeezed milk-flavored fuel, freshly refined fuel-flavored milk, chocolate-flavored fuel milk, banana-flavored milk fuel, durian-flavored fuel milk (I don't know if it's milk or fuel)... and so on.

Regardless of Tidus's purpose in stockpiling these beverages, it's enough to host a World Fuel Milk Expo.

"I never thought I'd ever need these things in my life!!" The admiral, his face contorted with rage, clicked open one of the storage cabinets, took out three or four cans of unsalted fuel milk, unscrewed the caps, and gulped them down.

"Admiral, admiral, what are you doing here?" Kogan, who had been searching for a while, finally found Tidu and walked into the room that was originally intended as a rest room after a bath and asked.

"I've already downed eight bottles of milk," Ti said unhappily, burping with the smell of fuel milk.

"Oh... I'll have some too. Let me find where I hid it last time..." Guogan rummaged through a bunch of milk cabinets for a while, and finally dug out a bottle of Red Star Shining Milk Flavored Fuel Vodka from a cabinet of chilled fuel milk.

Kogan tapped the cap of the chilled milk-fueled vodka bottle with his fingers, took a big gulp, and looked completely satisfied.

"Be careful you don't grow up if you drink every day!" Tidu boldly retorted to the Mao-type ship girl who couldn't live without alcohol.

"Anyway, I won't grow any taller after inheriting the destroyer's ship equipment." Misunderstanding that his admiral was complaining, Kogan took another swig.

“So much milk reminds me of Vivi’s villa,” said the Prince of Wales, who had followed Kokang in, standing by the cabinet.

"Who is Vivi?" Tidu asked curiously as he began his march toward the twelfth can.

“Vittorio Veneto, the second strongest ship girl in the naval base, is an original ship girl.” Prince of Wales took out a bottle of whiskey-flavored fuel milk, thought for a moment, but ultimately gave up because of the word “milk” on it, and put it back.

"Oh, I remember now, Charlotte's dad summoned one of the first Veneto ships, I think it was shortly after the first Veneto, a hero-class ship girl, was sunk in battle," Tidu said, as if she had remembered something.

Although summoning the first generation of ship girls wasn't a big deal for Charlotte's father, who was an admiral-class admiral, the time when the first generation Veneto was summoned by the battleship fanatic was right after the meritorious first generation Veneto sank in the battle against the Northern Princess.

As a result, a bunch of idle journalists and scholars wanted to investigate whether there was any special relationship between the first Veneto and the Veneto who sank in the previous battle.

Some even proposed bizarre theories such as reincarnation, rebirth, or rebirth. Although these events were ultimately proven to be just a coincidence—after all, not only one Veneto ship was summoned, but it just so happened that the Veneto ship of Naval Base No. 233 was summoned at that time—it was still recorded as a major event in the Pacific Theater Chronicle.

This is why Tidu, who did not participate in that war, also knew about it.

"Yes, that's her. Although she looks fierce, she actually has a good temper." The Prince of Wales muttered to himself, "She's just someone who's always ready to execute those companions who make fun of her figure."

Knowing that the Veneto-class battleship girls' figures were even more childlike than those of actual elementary school students, Tidu glanced at Kogan, who was drinking her treasured beverage, and nodded, saying, "I can understand that."

"Sister, sister, there's a pool table here! Let's play a game!" Rodney called out to his sister as he saw the pool table.

"Okay, okay," Rodney's sister Nelson said, even though she didn't like playing billiards.

"Don't you want some?" Tidu asked, picking up a bottle of durian-flavored drink and handing it to the Prince of Wales.

"No, thank you." Out of courtesy, the Prince of Wales accepted the milk and casually set the bottle of durian-flavored fuel milk aside.

"Stare..." Tidus already anticipated the reaction of these arrogant British ship girls after discovering their once-proud strength had been completely defeated, but wanting to watch the show, she decided to hold off for now and changed the subject, asking:

"Charlotte's ship girls are so lucky, they even have their own villa." Tidus was so envious and jealous of their luxurious lifestyle.

The Prince of Wales, feeling a bit strange under Tidu's peculiar gaze, shifted his body and said, "She's the only one who needs to live in a villa. Although she has no connection to the original Veneto, she still inherited its power."

The prince stated that Veneto's wealth allowed him to build his own private villa in the extremely expensive garrison town.

"The forces behind the last Veneto? You mean that Italian mafia? The Corleone family?" Tidi displayed his academic prowess.

The most striking thing about the first Veneto, who was on a ship that sank with the Northern Deep Sea Fleet, was not the medals that covered her entire body, but the fact that she had built a mafia family in her nominal hometown.

"Yes, everyone's wondering why this is happening. I heard it's because the previous Veneto left a will before her final mission, as if she knew she would definitely sink, and that a second Veneto would immediately appear afterward." The Prince of Wales recounted the story of that underworld ship girl in a gossipy tone:

"It's like it was all planned out, isn't it?" If it weren't for the conclusion that this Veneto ship had absolutely no connection to the previous one, anyone would have started speculating upon hearing this news.

“Yes, it’s like it was all planned out.” The Prince of Wales nodded.

“There must be some shady dealings involved,” Tidu concluded.

"Admiral, Admiral, what is a PY deal?" Kogan asked, confused, not understanding the allusion Tidu was using.

"Go away, little kid, don't ask!" Tidu blushed and immediately pushed Kogan aside.

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I'm having a bit of a writer's block. Let me think about it. The Farron Immortals are actually quite simple.

☆ Chapter Ninety-Six: The Origin of Ship Equipment (Third Update of the Daily Routine)

"Ship girls can be involved in organized crime?" Adun, who was putting on her flat-soled boots with miniature thrusters, asked the head maid, Renown, who was cleaning the changing room, with a strange look.

"Captain Veneto has only inherited the family fortune of that Veneto family. To this day, she has not had the opportunity to go to Italy to see the family that is nominally hers."

The head maid, who was cleaning, answered Ardon's question without any surprise. In fact, everyone wanted to know why the first Veneto in the previous generation wanted to build a mafia family, and even to pass it down from generation to generation.

"The BOSS hasn't come home for so many years, how can that underworld still exist?" Judging from Tidu's reaction at the time, the second-generation first Veneto was born decades ago.

Regarding Adun's question, Renown thought for a moment and said, "It's probably because Captain Veneto's family is close to the Emperor. The first generation of ship girls enjoyed many privileges when they were with that person."

Simply put, with Veneto's status as the first-generation ship girl and the protection of a powerful figure above her, she wouldn't be targeted by anyone, even if she didn't do anything reckless, let alone live for decades.

However, it seems that it's hard for the underworld organization not to court disaster. Veneto, who was repairing the time-space teleporter at the 233rd Naval Base, sneezed loudly.

"Which ship's crew is eyeing me again?" Veneto looked up, lifted his welding goggles, glanced around, and muttered to himself after finding nothing amiss.

"Are the first-generation ship girls considered a privileged class?" Ardon asked curiously, sensing the hidden meaning in the words of the head maid, Renown.

"That's not quite right. It's more accurate to say that while the first generation of ship girls possessed great power, they were very lonely."

Because of Adun's words, Reputation seemed to realize something, and his broom-wielding movements slowed down. He spoke in a somewhat heavy tone.

"Lonely? Why do you say that?" Adon asked, not quite understanding.

"Perhaps it's because, apart from the admiral who summoned them into this world, the original ship girls had no other relatives. What if one day the admiral who summoned them is no longer here..."

If one day their admiral were to pass away, for ship girls, who can be quite sentimental at times, it would be tantamount to the collapse of the world.

"Family?" A few data points flashed across Adon's eyes as he tried to simulate the feeling of losing his only family member, but no matter what he did, Adon could not clearly sense Reputation's current thoughts.

"Yes, rather than saying that the first generation of ship girls were a privileged class, it's more accurate to say that they were those first generation ship girls who lost their admirals in the war and banded together for warmth." Renown sighed and continued to clean.

"Renowned, are you one of the first ship girls?" Adun asked, still unable to comprehend what it felt like to lose a loved one.

"No, although my ship equipment was directly inherited from an original Renown, I am still considered a second-generation ship girl." Renown was still quite proud when talking about the origin of her ship equipment.

After all, being able to directly inherit the ship equipment of the first generation of ship girls is, in a sense, a manifestation of strength.

Although the ship equipment of the next generation of ship girls will not be inferior to that of the previous generation, it is generally acknowledged that the difficulty of directly inheriting the ship equipment of the first generation of ship girls is much higher than the difficulty of inheriting the ship equipment of ship girls that have been passed down for several generations.

High difficulty also means high reward. If you can directly inherit the ship equipment of the first generation of ship girls, the next generation of ship girls who inherit this ship equipment has a high chance of developing to the level of hero.

Just like inheriting the ship equipment left by the first generation of ship girls, it also inherited the high starting point of the first generation of ship girls.

The only difference is that, unlike the first generation of ship girls, they do not have their own special skills when they are summoned. Even if they directly inherit the reputation of the first generation of ship girls' equipment, they only awaken their own special skills after serving for many years.