The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

His official position was Minister of Rites, which he also held concurrently.

Just as people use "Grand Marshal" and "Grand Minister of Works" to refer to General Bai Qi and General Yue Yi, General Guan Zhong, who held the positions of Minister of Two Departments, also had his own nickname.

"Heavenly Official", "Prime Minister", "Chief Minister"

It is said that because of the overlap in their duties, Prime Minister Guan often quarrels with Grand Secretary Dongpinghu, who serves Governor Yingzheng, over trivial matters.

Unfortunately, Guan Chengxiang is just a human admiral, while Dongpinghu is a ship girl who believes in fighting rather than beating others, so Guan Chengxiang usually ends up getting the blame in most arguments.

However, sometimes the Dongpinghu would be cornered by Prime Minister Guan and his fleet, so the two ministers of the East Asia Theater, the Inner Minister and the Outer Minister, could be considered evenly matched opponents.

Aside from these three generals whose art style is relatively normal, the fourth general's art style is rather bizarre...

He claims to possess the most noble bloodline, being a direct descendant of Ji Xuanyuan, the first of the Five Emperors of antiquity, and a general named Ji Ta, the Duke of Ningguo.

Regardless of whether this General Ji's lineage, which can't be traced back five hundred years, is true or false, her position is also very special.

General Gita has absolutely nothing to do with military affairs, agriculture, industry, construction, people's livelihood, or the economy—nothing that is closely related to daily life.

General Jita's position among the civil and military officials in the East Asia theater was "Imperial Observatory Director," also known as "Grand Astrologer."

In ancient times, their duties likely included observing weather changes to prepare for potential disasters and climate changes, as well as superstitious practices like astronomical divination to predict good and bad fortune.

The former was handled by the meteorological bureau, so General Jita's main task was to divine good and bad fortune...

To put it more bluntly, General Jita's main task was to preside over the annual grand assembly of the East Asian theater, during the sacrificial ceremony held by Governor Ying Zheng.

General Gita, whose presence is very subtle, comforts herself every day with the attitude that "I am a cultivator and do not bother with mortals."

...In fact, because the world has been in a period of war, fortune telling and divination still have a market. Even if you don't believe in it, you can at least seek some comfort, right?

However, the reason why no one sought divination from General Gita, the nominal High Priest of the East Asia Theater, was that General Gita was too bored with life and addicted to gambling.

It's not a gambling ship... it's gambling in the real sense.

As for Admiral Gita's gambling luck... well, even with her income as an admiral, she often gambles to the point of jumping off a rooftop to show that she must quit drugs in the future.

Who would dare to have their fortune told by her now?

"Why do I have this feeling that she would be perfect as a battle commentator?" Hyperion's expression was quite subtle after listening to General Gita's introduction.

"Are you talking about that...miracle commentator from your Terren race?" Adun asked, slightly taken aback.

“Yes, it’s that guy surnamed Huang. Do you know how many General Terrens went through the trouble of sending him gifts, hoping to get his blessing that you will definitely lose this time?” Hyperion said.

"Is this considered a blessing?" South Dakota was a little confused by Hyperion's train of thought.

“Yeah… Oh right, you don’t know, this commentator Huang is a legend in our hometown. Whoever he predicts will die. Even if a dragon has an absolute advantage, he can turn the tide with his predictions. If you ever have the chance to meet him and he praises you, I’ll just suggest you retire as soon as possible,” Hyperion said.

"..." South Dakota, stunned by what Hyperion said, looked at Adun with a puzzled expression.

When asked about South Dakota's bewilderment, Adon simply said in a somewhat subtle tone, "Many things, whether scientific or mysterious, cannot be rationally explained; we just need to acknowledge their existence."

☆, Chapter 1,281 The Law of Cause and Effect Weapon

In the Koprulu Sector, war broadcasters are a new profession that emerged among the Terren after the Legacy of the Void war. This profession evolved from the battlefield live-streaming journalists, whose deaths were extremely high.

The initial period of guild wars was fine, since both sides were human, and there was a small chance that capturing a war correspondent would result in the other side being spared.

But ever since the Zerg launched their massive invasion and the Protoss began purifying planet after planet, the profession of war correspondent has become the second deadliest among the Terrans, after marines.

However, compared to the meager salaries and compensation of Marines, the income generated by war correspondents from each live broadcast is enough to make the captain of a battlecruiser's eyes light up.

Especially after the end of the War of the Void, the three major warrior races in the Koprulu Sector entered a delicate state of balance.

In order to resolve the aftereffects left by the Void God Amon, people often worked in pairs on many battlefields to solve the problems, which gave rise to the profession of battlefield announcer, which offered better safety than battlefield live reporter.

Basically, all we need to do is broadcast live to the audience in the orbital zone what the commanders are encountering and what they are doing.

With their lives now safe and facing a host of competitors, these battlefield broadcasters began to pull out all the stops to achieve higher ratings.

In the past, war correspondents were considered qualified as long as they "lived" and "spoke completely" as much as possible, while war broadcasters pursued entertainment.

For example, before Hyperion came to this world, the most popular battlefield broadcaster was Doni Vomirian, who lost his job as a news anchor for the Central Television Station of the Terren Empire because he ran through the streets wearing only a pair of socks.

His sharp and incisive reporting style, which has caused numerous diplomatic disputes, has made him the most popular war broadcaster among the Terrens.

Ranked below him is his longtime collaborator, Kate Rockwell, whose style differs from Vormirian's nitpicking and satirical approach; she prefers to offer all sorts of witty remarks about the commanders.

He can be considered the most sarcastic or witty commentator among war broadcasters.

However, many people believe that her ranking second on the popularity list is mainly due to the rumors and gossip surrounding her and His Majesty King Valentine.

Vormirian, in particular, would make sarcastic remarks about this almost every time he streamed a cooperative battle.

As soon as viewers who are used to it start to mock his former colleagues, a bunch of comments like "daily bashing Kate 1/1" flood the screen.

Compared to these well-known war broadcasters who rank very high on the popularity charts, the war broadcaster surnamed Huang mentioned by Hyperion may not be as popular, but his fame far exceeds that of the two news anchors mentioned earlier.

As soon as he starts streaming, not only will the Terrans have viewers, but the Protoss and Zerg will also take a look if they have time.

For no other reason than to see which two commanders are unlucky enough to get jinxed by Wong Tai Sin today.

Any commander favored by this Wong Tai Sin will be punished, no matter how superb his command skills, how capable his army is, or how foolish his opponent is.

The outcome will not change... a certain defeat is inevitable.

However, if Wong Tai Sin doesn't favor them, even a complete newbie who can't even draw an Ace will inexplicably win by making great strides, as if they've activated a collective aura of idiocy.

A weapon that defies causality, His Majesty Valenlian, in an informal setting, after having a few too many drinks, remarked, "Our Terren Empire promises never to be the first to use this war announcer."

Although His Majesty Valerian repeatedly denied saying such a thing afterward, even some Templar commanders would pray before going to war to avoid being targeted by the Wong Tai Sin.

"Why does this person you're talking about remind me of Bailey..." South Dakota asked, puzzled, as he helped the Hyperion dock Air Force One at the Hong Kong Naval Base.

"Who is Bailey?" Hyperion asked as he turned off all the equipment on Air Force One.

"A prehistoric human football star, though known as the King of Football, was far less skilled at watching football than at playing it." South Dakota, having unbuckled his seatbelt, stood up and continued:

"Any team he favored before the World Cup would definitely be eliminated in the group stage."

"If it's a team that he repeatedly belittled before the match, the World Cup trophy is almost certainly in their grasp."

"So there are people like this in your world too. By the way, was this person later beaten to death by fans?" Hyperion, who wasn't even wearing a seatbelt, stood up and asked.

"Was your Wong Tai Sin beaten to death?" South Dakota asked rhetorically.

“I heard…” Hyperion glanced furtively at Adun, who was tidying up the chessboard with the Executor, and said in a low voice, “Once, that 'Master Huang' lost to Archbishop Artanis from Adun’s side, and many Templars clamored to kill that 'Master Huang.' Until I came here, I haven’t seen that 'Master Huang' again.”

"..." South Dakota was taken aback, not expecting the inhabitants of the Hyperion's world to be so efficient and decisive.

Unfortunately, even Hyperion's softest whisper couldn't escape Adun's perception. After delivering a choke to Hyperion, forcing him into a defensive crouching position with his hands covering his head, Adun said to South Dakota:

"That human war announcer was simply invited as a guest by Phase Technician Karax; it wasn't as Hyperion described."

"It's probably because that phase technician was also worried about being healed..." Hyperion, crouching in defense with his head in his hands, complained.

Ardon neither refuted nor agreed with Hyperion's criticism, but instead gave a meaningful look and turned to walk to the slowly opening door of Air Force One.

When Adon appeared at the hatch, the Hong Kong Naval Base fleet, which had been waiting at the airport, immediately fired a salute.

But before Adun could wave to the fleet that was being greeted with the same protocol reserved for welcoming leaders of other theaters of war, a terrified shout rang out:

"Oh no! General Gita has jumped off a building again!!"

The tone and rhythm of his voice almost reminded Adun of the Kokang destroyer under his admiral's command.

Because General Gita, who was in charge of welcoming the troops at the Hong Kong Garrison, was not on duty, the originally grand welcoming ceremony instantly fell into an awkward and strange situation.

"Wow, this is two thousand meters above the ground." Hyperion, who followed Adun out of the cabin, was stunned for a moment.

The ship girl who had just shouted that line scratched her head and said with a conflicted look, "Don't even mention 2,000 meters, my admiral has jumped over even higher heights."

"...Stare..." Hyperion ignored what the ship girl said, and instead stared at the ship girl who had temporarily taken over the reception work when Admiral Gita was not around.

"I feel like I've seen you somewhere before..."

"...Really? This is our first time meeting, isn't it..." the ship girl said, her eyes darting around nervously.

"You're questioning the memory of an interstellar warship! I remember now, you're the ship that made me jump off the building!" Hyperion's voice grew louder and louder until all the ship girls in the entire spaceport could hear Hyperion's booming voice.

For a moment, the ship girls present, who were unsure of what to do next, all focused their attention on Admiral Gita's secretary ship and the Hyperion.

"Isn't that because you were going to jump off the building anyway?" The secretary ship of Admiral Gita, Gransefa, said awkwardly, not expecting her identity to be exposed so quickly.

"Go away! I, Hyperion, am so rich, how could I jump off a building just because I lost a little money to a cricket! You were the one who pushed me!!" Hyperion said.

"Um... then... then may I apologize?" The Gransefa asked, exasperated, not expecting the interstellar warship to be so unforgiving.

"No need for apologies, I wasn't seriously injured anyway. Just come to the Pacific Governor's Mansion and clean the toilets for me for a few days when you have time..." Hyperion patted the Gransefa on the shoulder with a very magnanimous attitude and continued:

"By the way, tell me again, what does 'Star People' mean?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you're not a ship girl from this world, are you? But you don't have the distinctive scent of an interstellar warship."

"It does resemble Dalaran somewhat..."

☆, Chapter 1282 The Story of the Granse Naval Vessel

“That’s right. The Gransefa is not a warship from this world. Most of the inhabitants of the world she comes from live on floating islands, so the people of that world also call themselves the Sky People.”

Just now, when receiving Governor Adun, Admiral Gita, who had jumped off the building in public, showed no embarrassment whatsoever. While arranging the reception, she explained the origin of the foreign ship girl under her command to Adun and her entourage.

"As for the Star People, they refer to a civilization that once invaded that world. Because they came from among the stars, they were also called the Star People by the local inhabitants."

"Hmm, in short, it's a story about an indigenous civilization being invaded by an interstellar civilization?" Hyperion said with an expression of realization.

“Yes, yes, in my naval base, Gransefa’s storytelling skills are second to none.” Admiral Gita patted the lower back of the Gransefa, which was serving tea and water, as if she had found a treasure.

"Could it be because she's a good storyteller that you made her your secretary ship?" Hyperion asked curiously.

“Of course, isn’t that what the secretary ship is for, right, Governor Adun?” Admiral Gita glanced at the Hyperion and then said meaningfully to Adun.

"Why do I feel like you're mocking me?" General Gita's attitude was so obvious that Hyperion realized in just a few seconds that she was criticizing his role as being similar to Gransefa's.

"No way, I didn't say anything wrong. After all, they're secretaries..." The fact that General Gita didn't even flinch at jumping off a building in public shows that this general has no integrity whatsoever.

“Admiral…actually I…” Gransefa was about to say that he was also quite capable in battle when his admiral waved his hand and said, “Go, bring up the tea and snacks prepared for the governor.”

"..." Gransefa forced himself to swallow his words and continued working as a waiter.

Gazing at this ship girl, who was theoretically an airship like the Skybreaker and the Hammer of Orgrimmar, Adun asked Admiral Gita:

"So, in her world, who won the battle against the invasion?"