The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

"No...nothing at all." For the sake of their safety, all the ship girls immediately shut their mouths.

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Unfortunately, due to the influence of the World Force, our dignified Ranger flagship, the Hyperion, was not granted the status of a carrier battle group and could only be relegated to the rank of battlecruiser.

Furthermore, I remember that Hyperion never collided with Shirahoshi. The ship that collided with Shirahoshi was another ship piloted by one of the prince's generals. That's why Adun said that it was different from the actual situation. After all, Hyperion's character setting is that she is a ship girl who indulges in all kinds of vices, including eating, drinking, gambling, and smoking, and loves to boast and talk big.

Since Busephalos was kidnapped by the little prince, he has been an ally. Our Emperor Mengsk, like that guy who is 100% guaranteed to be caught by someone bare-handed, has the attribute of having his flagship stolen 100%.

☆, Chapter 141 I Don't Want to Be a Ship Girl Anymore!

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On the vast and boundless African ocean, there lives a group of admirals who have lived there since ancient times.

In order to one day be able to board a ship to Europe, these dark-skinned admirals invented all sorts of mystical practices from their long history, claiming to be able to change their fate.

Some admirals believe that if their luck stat is not high enough, they can use the construction tool to summon ship girls and have those ship girls with high luck stats under their command replace them to make up for their low luck stat.

However, these admirals did not find a single ship girl with high luck in their naval base.

Since ship girls with high luck are also extremely rare, if you can have those extremely rare ship girls, why would you need to consider how to use supernatural methods to save yourself from bad luck?

So, after many admirals abandoned this completely unfounded viewpoint and began to study the ancient shamanic rituals and poison darts, a few admirals with unwavering willpower and top-notch determination continued to study the mystical methods of using construction tools.

In the end, they actually came up with a conclusion that's hard to define as either metaphysics or science.

They discovered that meeting certain conditions when using the builder increases the probability of summoning rare ship girls.

When you want to summon the vanguard, you need to have a pot ready at all times; when you want to summon the lion, you need to recite the ancient text "Memorial on Dispatching the Troops" without stopping; when you want to summon Andrea... cough cough.

These theories, which are still scorned by European admirals, mention that if an admiral allows a ship girl to use a construction tool, the chance of summoning a ship girl related to that ship girl will increase.

For example, the famous Third Reich's homebody Queen Tirpitz would have a much higher success rate if her sister Bismarck used the builder.

If successful, you'll not only get an adorable North Duckling, but also witness a heartwarming sisterly love story unfold.

...If the admiral were to send his subordinate Washington to summon South Dakota, or have South Dakota summon Washington, that would be a welcome sight. Any admiral who wanted to do that would have to pay insurance premiums for his naval base first.

Unfortunately, this is just theory, because those African admirals will not have the first Bismarck, the first South Dakota, or the first Washington. The first ships they possess are at most the Kaohsiung family, or the fleet idol Naka-chan.

Therefore, the idea of ​​summoning another rare ship from a rare ship will always remain just a theoretical mystery. Admirals who have verified this mystery have either been burned to death on the summit of Mount Kilimanjaro by their angry compatriots, or secretly bought an old ticket and sailed to the European seas.

Of course, no one would want to burn Adun, because burning a sun is quite troublesome.

Secondly, Ardon, who has not yet registered as an admiral, does not categorize herself as either an African admiral or a European admiral. As a Protoss Ark, she considers herself to be an alien admiral.

"Adon, you won't summon spaceships every time you use the builder, will you?" Tidu said, feeling that this was very likely the case.

"All of them are naval bases of starship girls... they must be incredibly powerful." Charlotte, who was lost in thought with Tidu, said in surprise.

"Not all spaceship girls are powerful, especially since they've been modified by the forces of this world." Adun glanced at the Hyperion, who was unconscious at his feet, and kicked it, saying:

"I have been reclassified as a support and supply mothership, and she has been reclassified as a battlecruiser."

"Is there anything wrong with battlecruisers?" Tidu asked curiously, glancing at Charlotte's head maid's reputation.

"This battlecruiser is not that battlecruiser. The power of this world is really something to joke about." Hyperion registered with Adun's fake admiral network immediately after being summoned, so Adun is very familiar with Hyperion's current state.

"Um... could it be that her true form is also super large?" Rodney asked cautiously, looking at the Hyperion lying on the floor, barely breathing.

“Her true form… let me think…” Adun stretched out his hand and looked at the length of his fingers. After recalling the proportions of the Hyperion and himself, he said, “It was about seven or eight hundred meters long. I haven’t measured it and I’m not sure of the exact length.”

Upon hearing what Adonis said, all the ship girls gasped. So it was only seven or eight hundred meters long. No wonder Adonis had gestured with her fingers. A Hyperion that was seven or eight hundred meters long was probably about the size of a finger compared to Adonis's size of over a hundred kilometers.

However... seven or eight hundred meters long... it can only be said that it truly lives up to its name as an interstellar battleship. In the past understanding of these British ship girls from Naval Base No. 233, a battleship with a body length of 300 meters was already considered a super battleship.

"Actually, it's not that exaggerated. Starships aren't necessarily all highly capable in combat. Should I try again?" Adun wanted to summon the Protoss reconnaissance aircraft to prove his point and alleviate the panic among the ship girls.

"No, if you summon it the way you just did, I think this construction machine will explode if you do it again. If you want to summon ship girls in the future, wait until you register as an admiral and use your own," Tidu quickly stopped her.

"Is registering as an admiral troublesome?" Adun, who had summoned the Hyperion in his own way, was eager to try out his next construction project.

“Registering as an admiral is easy, becoming a formal admiral and having your own naval base is more troublesome, but compared to these troubles, your identity is the most troublesome thing, Ayton.” Tidu explained earnestly when he saw that Ayton was quite concerned.

"My identity as a ship girl?" Adon immediately knew what kind of trouble Tidu was referring to: "If possible, I'll try to hide my identity as a ship girl."

"It's useless. Just like how your admiral network and torch are seen by the ship girls, in the eyes of an admiral with an admiral network, your ship girls are... Hey hey hey? Adun, what did you do?"

Noticing that the marker for his Admiral Riadon on the network was turning gray at a rapid pace, Tidu asked in a somewhat panicked manner.

Tidu wasn't the only one who looked shocked; the other ship girls and deep-sea ship girls present were also horrified. If it weren't for the fact that Adun was standing there with her eyes closed, they would have thought that this enormous interstellar warship had sunk for some reason.

Because the part of Adun that belongs to the ship girl is disappearing rapidly.

“Wowo??” (Admiral, what’s wrong? Admiral, don’t scare me!) Wo-chan said with great concern, thinking that without Admiral, there would be no days when we would have enough aluminum pipes.

"Pfft!" Just as Adun's ship girl aura was about to disappear, it popped like a bubble and returned to its original state. Adun, her face flushed, said helplessly, "It's a bit troublesome."

At first, it went relatively smoothly for Adun to suppress the part of her abilities that belonged to the ship girl. However, the use of phase invisibility technology and the shared Akarin module that she had stolen from the Nautilus made the onlookers feel that they were disappearing.

However, just when everything was going smoothly and she was about to completely suppress her ship girl power, Adon discovered that her opponent had suddenly become the power of the world.

Caught off guard, Adun was nearly injured by the backlash from the world's power.

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☆, Chapter 142 Hyperion, what about your image?

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“There’s no hope of survival,” Hyperion said sadly, covering his face with a hot towel to treat his wounds.

"Would you like some alcohol?" asked the brave man who was taking care of Hyperion, pulling out a bottle of fuel vodka.

"There's wine? Where? Where?" Upon hearing that there was wine, Hyperion jumped up from the sofa without feeling any backache, leg pain, or cramps.

"The liquor is here... but where is it?" Guo Gan, who had just pulled out a Red Star fuel vodka, looked at his empty palm and asked in surprise.

"Tsk, it's vodka. I haven't had this in years. Do you have whiskey?" Hyperion snatched the bottle, bit off the cap, sniffed it, and frowned.

"...The Prince of Wales's sister should have it, right?" After racking his brains for a long time, Guo Gan still couldn't remember how Hyperion had taken the bottle from his hand, and fell into deep thought.

"Troublesome, vodka it is, as long as it's not medical alcohol." Hyperion gulped down a mouthful, burped, patted his clothes, pulled out a box of ammunition and cigars, and asked the man who was offering the liquor, "Want one?"

"Ah, I don't smoke!" Seeing Hyperion's actions, Gogan took several steps back as if he had encountered a bad guy, increasing the distance between himself and Hyperion.

"Tch, no romance. This is anti-aircraft ammunition from Khart. One shot after a few drinks and all those flying dragons and mosquitoes are nothing but trash." Hyperion, puffing on his cigarette, spoke in a language Kogan couldn't understand.

"What are Flying Dragon and Exploding Mosquito?" asked the elementary school student, who always asks questions when he doesn't understand.

"Um...uh..." The Hyperion, caught off guard by the question, didn't know how to explain the Zerg unit to the elementary school-aged destroyer in front of her. After thinking about the knowledge that this world had forced upon her, she said, "It's a special kind of carrier-based aircraft. The former is a fighter jet, and the latter is a bomber...I guess you could call it that."

The Hyperion wasn't sure whether the Mosquitoes were bombers or some other type of aircraft; those annoying creatures could easily get you sprayed with explosive liquid if you weren't careful.

"Just like the Gale and Comet? Then, do you have a few in your collection, Sister Hyperion?" The Courageous once again revealed its strange hobby of carrier-based aircraft as a destroyer.

"Collect? Why would I collect those sticky, disgusting things? I'm not Raytheon... Commander Raytheon." Hyperion indicated that aside from Commander Raytheon's unusual interests, humans and insects were always at odds.

"Oh, no? As expected, battlecruisers can't use carrier-based aircraft," Kogan said somewhat disappointedly.

Because he couldn't get carrier-based aircraft from Yaton, after getting to know Wo-chan, the deep-sea aircraft carrier, Kogan also asked Wo-chan for two carrier-based aircraft for deep-sea aircraft carriers. Unfortunately, Kogan still hasn't been able to associate that big white mouth and small round ball with carrier-based aircraft.

"Tch, who said battlecruisers can't use carrier-based aircraft? I'm a battlecruiser, okay? Battleship firepower, cruiser range—my Gracchury has plenty of stuff." Seeing the somewhat disappointed look on Gogan's face, the Hyperion flicked off some gunpowder ash, indicating that it wasn't one of those trashy surface ships:

"Hyperion, you have carrier-based aircraft?" Guogan asked excitedly, her expression taking an unexpected turn. As a novice destroyer, Guogan knew that as long as they weren't her kind, calling her "sister" was always the right thing to do.

"Let me see..." Hyperion muttered to himself, his face darkening as he rummaged through his gravitas. "Huh, it still consumes resources. Where would I get resources for a newly built ship like mine?"

Upon hearing Hyperion's words, Kogan, realizing the plot was about to take a sharp turn for the worse, had tears welling up in his eyes again.

"Wait, don't cry, don't cry, I found it... Luckily, I have a habit of collecting things." In the end, Hyperion didn't find the carrier-based aircraft in its own ship equipment's gracu, but instead found something in the ship equipment space that it didn't know whether it could be considered a carrier-based aircraft or not.

"Look, it can transform! It can turn into a plane or a mech. Isn't that cool?" Hyperion was playing with his Viking fighter jets in front of Kogan like they were toys.

"Is this a carrier-based aircraft?" Guogan asked curiously, looking at the aircraft in Hyperion's hand that could transform into a robot. He had never seen a carrier-based aircraft like this before.

"...I guess it's a carrier-based aircraft." Hyperion said uncertainly, because as a "battlecruiser" with the ability to deploy carrier-based aircraft, she knew that her carrier-based aircraft were definitely not Viking fighters.

Just as Hyperion was debating whether the Viking fighter should be considered a carrier-based aircraft, Gogan, who had never seen a Viking fighter before, accidentally snapped off one of its deformed wings.

"..." Hyperion was jolted awake from his thoughts by the sound of the Viking fighter's wing breaking off.

"..." When Kogan, who was holding a broken morphing wing in one hand and a Viking fighter in the other, saw the Hyperion looking over, he quickly put the Viking fighter wreckage in his hands on the coffee table in front of him, and hugged himself as tightly as possible before whispering, "Kogan didn't do it on purpose, Kogan didn't do it on purpose."

"Take a deep breath, take a deep breath. The air is so fresh, life is so beautiful. Why should I care about a Viking fighter plane? Right? Even if that plane has been with me for so many years... so many years..."

Feeling that he, as an "adult," shouldn't be angry with a "child" (the destroyer), Hyperion tried to calm himself down with various reasons. In the end, when he remembered the Viking fighter that had followed him all over the world, Hyperion's nose tingled and he burst into tears.

While crying, she kept repeating, "My Viking..."

"Waaah, Gogan didn't mean it, Gogan really didn't mean it, waaaah, Gogan really didn't mean it!" Startled by Hyperion's sobbing, Gogan also started crying.

So when Adun carried a bowl of tiger shark meat into the lounge, she saw the two ship girls, Hyperion and Courage, crying their hearts out.

"What are you crying about?" Startled, Adon was so confused that he almost dropped the tiger shark meat he was holding.

Finally, with the help of the Kala Fist, which is imbued with the power of truth, Hyperion and Gogan, each with a large bump on their heads, quieted down. At the same time, Adun also learned why Hyperion, who is usually a tough guy, would cry.

"...What's this? I didn't even cry when I lost my comrades in the Golden Fleet. What do you have to cry about? If it's broken, just fix it. Don't tell me you don't have a repair module in your body."

"Oh right, it can be repaired too." Hyperion, reminded by Adun's suggestion that he could repair Vikings, continued, "You mouthless Protoss can cry? I've never seen you do that before?"

"Do I have to cry for you to consider it a proper meeting?" Ardon, taken aback by the question, waved his fist and said.

Cry? What does that feel like? As Hyperion said, Adun did not cry, simply because he could not understand.

"Hey, you guy without a mouth, do you have any supplies? It'll take a lot of supplies to fix it," Hyperion's voice rang out.

"Say that again and you'll see if you don't have a mouth." A tic-tac-toe mark appeared on Adon's forehead.

"Your Excellency Commander, no, I should call you Your Excellency Executive Officer, do you have the necessary materials?" Hyperion, whose expression changed faster than flipping through a book, immediately asked.

"No!" Adon barely managed to suppress the urge to punch Hyperion in the head again.

"...Aren't you afraid I'll fire a... uh, it seems like firing a shot at you wouldn't do any good. Aren't you afraid I'll cry?" Hyperion thought for a moment and realized that his Yamato Cannon didn't seem to be of much use to Adun, so he immediately changed his tune.

Although she's acting this way now, it's clear she's planning to use her family's traditional tactics of crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide.

"Cry? If you want to cry, then cry right now! If you can't cry, I'll beat you until you do!!"

All Adun wanted to say to Hyperion was, "Where is your image? Where is your image as a world-saving, tough, and heroic figure? This image has been ruined way too much."

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