The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

☆, Chapter 143 Let's do an experiment

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"Charlotte, can I borrow your Omega for a moment? I need to do an experiment." Adun found the young master of Naval Base No. 233, who was temporarily staying at Naval Base No. 666.

"What kind of experiment? Is it dangerous?" Charlotte, who was braiding Omega's hair, asked curiously.

“What danger could there be in the experiment I’m in charge of? It’s not like I’m blowing up the sun.” Ardon retorted to Ardon’s questioning.

"Oh, then I'll go take a look too," Charlotte said, still a little worried.

“No problem, it’s not some secret experiment, just testing the issue of innate antagonism.” Ardon said and turned to leave.

"Innate hostility?" Charlotte froze in place after hearing Adun's words, as if she had been told there was no danger.

"Wo-chan, come with me for a second. Forget about Xiao Bei, but Nautilus, don't bully Xiao Bei!" In the temporary residence of the Abyssal ship girls who had already joined the Nautilus at Naval Base No. 666, in the sortie channel supply compartment that the Nautilus had transformed into a rather pleasant place, Adun pulled Wo-chan toward the door.

"Huh? You want me not to bully Xiao Bei? I'm already being nice by not being bullied by her!" Nautilus said indignantly.

Since learning that the Nautilus had learned how to untie the psionic ropes, Adun simply handed them over to the Abyssal ship girls who had better binding skills. For example, Xiao Bei Wo-chan now has an enhanced version of the psionic rope.

"Wo?" (Is there anything good to eat?) Wo-chan asked expectantly.

"Let's do an experiment. Once the experiment is done, there will be something delicious to eat." Yaton thought that maybe fishing for a piece of aluminum with a fishing rod would be more useful for Wo-chan.

"Hey, where did you take Wo-chan? I have a bad feeling about this." Xiao Bei's sixth sense told her that Ya Dun's inexplicable search for Wo-chan couldn't be anything good.

"It's just an experiment about innate antagonism; there's nothing dangerous about it," Adun said calmly.

"...If this isn't dangerous, what could be considered dangerous?" Xiao Bei stamped his foot and said.

The concept of innate hostility is something that any Abyssal ship girl with a complete sense of self knows how dangerous it is. For someone like Xiao Bei, who only has difficulty controlling her ship equipment, it's not so bad. However, those Abyssal ship girls with lower combat power may find it difficult to control their urge to fire at the other ship girl, even if they know that the other ship girl is a tough nut to crack, due to the innate hostility.

"What danger could there be with me here?" Without turning around, Yaton dragged Wo-chan away from the sortie channel supply bay, which was quickly turning into a deep-sea ship girl base.

As for the last test subject, Hyperion, who had just been summoned, Adon's way of greeting her was much simpler and more direct. Upon meeting her, he poured a bucket of ice-cold seawater over her, thoroughly drenching Hyperion, who was still hungover from drinking with Kogan.

"This is a trap!! The Protoss have betrayed us!! Abandon ship! Abandon... Ah, it's Adun, good morning."

Hyperion, awakened by the water, mumbled in his sleep and opened his eyes just in time to see Adun holding a basin of water, pretending that he hadn't said anything just now.

"Aren't you the ship yourself? What are you abandoning?" Adun selectively ignored Hyperion's words, "The Protoss betrayed us," and raised an eyebrow to ask.

"Ahem, I was just mimicking the way those captains talk." Hyperion would never reveal that in his dream, he led hundreds or thousands of battlecruisers to crush the Golden Fleet led by the Spear of Adun.

Of course, this dream can be taken as just a dream; even Hyperion himself wouldn't believe it.

Let's not even talk about how the Empire's resources were at their peak, which consisted of only a few dozen battlecruisers. Even if they had a thousand or so battlecruisers, it might not be enough to defeat the complete Golden Fleet, not to mention the existence of the Spear of Adun, which is an exception.

"Oh, is that so..." Adon gave me a look that said, "Do you think I'm an idiot?" and said, "Let's pack up and head to the port. I'm going to do an experiment."

"Huh? I haven't had breakfast yet?" Hyperion said, clutching his stomach.

"You can be patient a little longer, then we can have dinner," Adun said, glancing out the window at the sun, which had already passed its highest point.

"Can I apply for early private tutoring? Okay... I mean, is there anything I can help you with?" Hyperion said, taking back his half-joking remark when he saw that Adun didn't react much.

“Of course I need your help, otherwise why would I ask you for anything?” Ardon said, spreading his hands.

"What kind of experiment? Do I need to set up a research lab?" Through the knowledge imparted by the power of the world, Hyperion knew that the technology of this world was still relatively primitive.

“There’s no need for that. You’re just one of the test subjects,” Adun said, revealing his plan.

"Huh? Using me as an experiment?" Hyperion, who was about to demonstrate the technological prowess of the Teren Empire, was stunned, not expecting that he was not an assistant but a test subject for research.

"Don't just stand there, dry your clothes and head to the port." With that, Adun turned and left the admiral's office, which the Hyperion and the Gogan had turned into a bar.

"It's all your fault for watering it... I hate seawater the most." Hyperion sniffed the smell on his clothes and said with a look of disgust.

In a secluded room within the deep-sea-style port building of Naval Base No. 666, the future holy site of the multi-turret cult, South Dako, the Deep-Sea Princess who had been busy all day and was looking for a rest, asked Adun in front of her:

"You mean you want me to show myself in front of them? Are you sure?"

No matter what, she was a Deep Sea Princess, unlike the Nautilus, which had the abilities of a Deep Sea Princess but no power whatsoever. South Dakota knew that she was a genuine Deep Sea Princess.

A textbook example of a mobile natural disaster, a human-shaped catastrophe.

“Yes, this is also part of the experiment,” Adun nodded and said.

"What experiment?" South Dakota asked, unaware that he was one of Adun's test subjects.

"Regarding the inherent antagonism between ship girls and deep-sea ship girls, as well as the antagonism between those special ship girls." Adun had nothing to hide from South Dakota, although South Dakota did not understand Adun's meaning.

“Someone has done research on this, but they didn’t come to any useful conclusions,” South Dakota said, taking it literally.

“That’s because they’re stupid, or rather, there are some things they can’t do,” Ardon said, still quite confident in his idea.

“Can’t do what?” South Dakota had a feeling that Ardon was going to surprise her again.

“For example, making a deep-sea ship girl look like a ship girl, rather than a deep-sea ship girl,” Adun said with a smile.

“You mean…” South Dakota suddenly stood up after realizing what was happening.

“Well, if you can cooperate, I can try to let you deceive the world,” Adun said, maintaining his calm smile.

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Chapter 144 The Correct Use of a Translator

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It's still that Gothic cathedral-style hall with the largest wo-chan sculpture, and it still has that dining table in the hall.

(It's incredible that the Wo-chan sculpture was preserved. What's even more incredible is that the Nautilus decorations were also preserved.)

With his legs propped up on the table, Hyperion asked in a bored manner, "What's going on? Aren't those mouthless Protoss supposed to be pretty punctual?"

"Wo?" Sitting opposite the Hyperion, Wo-chan didn't seem to care much. Since Adun had told her to wait, she would wait. Wo-chan wouldn't complain until she finished eating the aluminum blocks in her ship equipment space.

"What do you mean 'wo'? Don't think I won't recognize you as a high-ranking Templar just because you're wearing dark skin." Hyperion took something out of his ship's storage space, turned it on, and threw it over.

"Wo?" Not quite understanding what Hyperion was talking about, Wo-chan manipulated the jellyfish-like ship on her head, opened her mouth wide, and swallowed what Hyperion threw at her.

"Hey, that's not food, that's an instant messaging translator." Hyperion said loudly, his face full of black lines, "I only have one, you can't find another Colonel Orlan here."

"Wo?" Wo-chan still had a cute, blank expression, not knowing what was going on.

Moreover, judging from the nauseating expression on her face, the instant messaging translator that Hyperion threw at her wasn't exactly a pleasant treat.

It is clear that Colonel Orlan did not use aluminum when he created this communicator for communicating with the Protoss or Zerg.

"Huh? Adon isn't here?" Charlotte asked with some surprise when she saw only Wo-chan and Hyperion as she walked into the hall with Omega Yuriko.

"I want to know too, those Protoss are all pretty... pretty... pretty..." Hyperion, halfway through his rant, suddenly saw Omega Yuriko behind Charlotte, and his mechanical scanning eyes suddenly started to rotate.

"Wo?" Wo-chan, who was concentrating on eating aluminum blocks, noticed that something was wrong. She looked up and saw her admiral's blood test ship girl staring at Charlotte with a look of great pressure on her face.

Or rather, it was watching Omega Yuriko, the versatile war fortress ship girl of the Rising Sun Empire, being held down by the young master of the No. 233 naval base.

"Holy crap, is this what Adun meant by innate hostility?" Hyperion gasped for breath after a long silence.

Fortunately, thanks to Adun's prior warning, Hyperion was able to resist the urge to pull out the Yamato Cannon and turn Omega Yuriko into a mosaic ship girl.

“Wowo!” (The admiral said, “Don’t fight, we’re on the same side.”) Wo-chan, who was waving the tentacles attached to the ship, said.

“The ghost is one of our own, which is even more disgusting than seeing the alien insects.” In Hyperion’s eyes, Omega Lily was no different from those slimy, disgusting alien insects; both were things that would make the ship lose its appetite.

After making a comment, Hyperion suddenly felt something was off. He tried to shift his attention to Wo-chan and asked, "Try saying something again?"

“Wo?” (What did you say?) Wo-chan asked back, somewhat puzzled, and even stopped eating the aluminum block.

"I can actually understand what you're saying." Could this be the correct way to use Colonel Orlan's instant messaging translator? No wonder no one has ever successfully used that instant messaging translator to chat with the Protoss and Zerg.

Firstly, the Protoss don't have mouths and can't eat. Secondly... if the Zerg wanted to eat this instant messaging translator, they probably wouldn't mind eating the person who threw it out as a dessert.

"Wowowo!" Wo-chan used a series of "wo"s to express her happiness. Finally, a third ship girl who is not a deep-sea carrier can understand her "wo" language.

“I can understand that Adon can understand you, because those mouthless races understand language differently than we do. But why can Xiao Bei understand you?”

"I am still marveling at Colonel Orland's outlandish invention," Hyperion asked.

"I'd like to know the answer to that question too." A blue cube coalesced into the figure of Adun in the main seat.

“Wow, a ship scaring a ship will scare it to death!” Hyperion exclaimed, patting his chest, startled by Adun’s sudden appearance and voice.

"...Didn't I install a short-range warp drive for you back then? Why were you still scared?" Adun was referring to the time when she and the Hyperion were still soaring through the stars as comrades-in-arms.

"I call that warp, yours is practically elusive, okay? Next time you pop out, could you at least check in on my radar?" Hyperion looked like he'd been completely shocked.

"Oh, I'll be more careful next time." Although she said that, it was clear from Ardon's tone that she didn't take it seriously at all.

"Never mind, as long as they don't suddenly warp into my room." Hyperion felt he shouldn't be discussing worldviews with a mouthless Protoss.

"I know where your room is." Ardon lied through his teeth.

"Battlecruiser Dormitory 001, by the way, Adun, aren't you my commander? Why does another commander have to arrange my room?" Hyperion was somewhat dissatisfied with Adun's hands-off approach to the admiral.

“Wo” (that’s the admiral’s admiral) explained to Adon.

"Huh? Which archbishop is it again? Oh no, the timeline has changed." Before he could finish his sentence, Hyperion immediately realized what was going on and chuckled, "Tsk tsk tsk, I never thought that the mighty Protoss Ark would have a time when humans were their boss."

“Hmm… In my opinion, Tidu shouldn’t be considered human, at least not in the way you think she is,” Adon said matter-of-factly.

"What?! You actually said I'm not human!" Tidu, who appeared out of nowhere, said with her hands on her hips.

"Didn't you already admit that you're a ship girl?" Adon said, seemingly unconcerned about Tidu's appearance.

"Uh, let's leave this topic behind." Tidu, who had tripped up the pit she had dug herself, immediately changed the subject and asked, "I heard that you're up to some kind of trouble again, some kind of experiment about innate antagonism. I was worried you'd tear the house down, so I came to check on you. Has the experiment started yet?"

"Yes, we're about to begin." And the last test subject has arrived. Adun looked at Tidu with the same eyes one would use to look at a test subject.

"Adon, what kind of look is that?" Tidus felt a chill run down her spine.

"It's nothing, Admiral, you can take a look first." Of course, he was referring to the way he looked at the test subject.

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☆, Chapter 145 Feeling Suffocated

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There was a reason why Adon was making such a big fuss about conducting this experiment.