The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

As for how the mediation was carried out, the hospital ship did not provide details. Unless there was a written order or imperial decree from Governor Ying Zheng, even if Governor Adon, as the Pacific Governor, inquired, he would not say.

Unfortunately, just as Adun forgot how much energy a glutton could muster when faced with food, this hospital ship also forgot that Adun was an interstellar warship.

Before long, Adun produced more Huoxiang Zhengqi Pills right in front of the medical ship. Noticing that the taste of the Huoxiang Zhengqi Pills Adun made was not quite right, the medical ship Daishan Island quickly picked up a pill and examined it repeatedly.

"It's actually a perfect product that can resolve itself!! Governor, you really are... capable... um..." The Daishan Island, which had just wanted to keep it a secret, seemed to feel that it was a bit inappropriate to ask Yaton for the secret formula now.

“It’s pointless…” Adun shook his head and asked the hospital ship, “Is your purpose in extracting deep-sea energy just so you can use the behemoths corrupted by chaos as food?”

"That's the greatest significance!" As a medical ship born from a great foodie empire, the Daishan believed there was nothing wrong with doing this.

"Are you really already researching how to eat it?" Izusa asked.

"It's not a research project, it's just that it can be eaten as long as the method is right." The Daishan Island medical ship, nicknamed "Peace Ark," said very seriously, "It's just that the way the secretary ship of Admiral Gita is eating it is wrong."

“Come on, demonstrate,” Adun said.

"..." The Daishan Island wanted to say that it was just a medical ship and not a supply ship, but after looking around, it found that its colleagues seemed to know that the atmosphere here was not right and had long since disappeared.

After inwardly cursing those heartless guys who couldn't find boyfriends, Daishan Island said to Yadun in a slightly apologetic tone, "Okay, but please allow me to prepare."

As they spoke, the hospital ship began pulling out resources from its pockets to create "tools for properly consuming the meat of a warp-space chaotic behemoth."

The tool made from materials from Daishan Island is an artificial stream with its own water circulation.

After it was finished, Daishan Island crushed a few Huoxiang Zhengqi pills and threw them into the circulating water. Then, it jogged to the ship's side and shouted to its comrades who were processing the giant beast meat:

"Give me a piece of pork tenderloin."

A shipgirl from the East Asia Theater, who didn't see anything wrong with the Daishan Island's request, waded through the water to the side of the hero-class pilot shipgirl who was where the Adun group was located and looked up to ask:

Which model?

"Type IV is fine; we haven't tried the kind that can burrow underground yet," Daishan Island responded.

"Type 4 tenderloin, right? How big do you want?" The East Asian theater ship girl in charge of disposing of the monster meat continued to ask for details.

"Three or four kilograms will suffice." The Daishan Island ship, which was only intended for demonstration purposes, did not plan to take more than ten tons as usual.

"Huh? Only three or four pounds..." The gluttonous warship girl standing on the water had a look on her face that said, "Are you kidding me?"

"Go quickly, this is the Pacific Governor's request..." Daishan said, ignoring his colleagues' expressions and taking advantage of the situation.

"Okay, I'll be right there. Remember to cook something delicious, and don't lose the ship." The ship girl, who instantly knew what the hospital ship was planning to do, immediately turned around to carry out the Daishan's request.

About ten minutes later, a piece of meat from a Type IV subspace behemoth, still dripping with bluish-black liquid and neatly cut, was placed on the cutting board prepared by the Daishan Island.

"Oh, I see." Admiral Gita, who had somehow appeared nearby, asked the Daishan Island, "Can your hospital ship handle this?"

“I’ve dealt with it a few times…” Daishan Island said as he took out a kitchen knife and sliced ​​the giant beast meat into thin pieces.

Then, the sliced ​​pieces of giant beast meat, accompanied by the Daishan Island's wrist movements, rhythmically fell one by one into the constantly circulating artificial stream.

The circulating water, infused with Huoxiang Zhengqi Pills, gradually washed the dark blue meat slices until they turned sky blue.

Once the more than three pounds of giant beast meat had all been turned into these thin slices, the artificial stream looked as if it were adorned with blue stars.

The Hyperion, whose mouth watered at the sight of the food, reached out to grab a piece, but Daishan Island, wiping away sweat, quickly said, "Wait! There's one more step!"

"What's the next step?" Hyperion asked, his arm still suspended in mid-air.

“Traditionally, the chef must be the first to taste this dangerous ingredient,” said Daishan Island.

Unfortunately, none of the ships under Adun's command took the medical ship's words seriously, and soon the pieces of meat that had turned sky blue were swallowed by these foreign ship girls.

The Daishan Island, having only managed to salvage one piece, said somewhat speechlessly, "Actually, the most valuable part of these monsters is their bones, but unfortunately, they're not very effective for our ship girls."

"What's the use?" Hyperion, who had snatched the most giant beast sashimi, asked contentedly as he picked his teeth.

"If you grind it into powder and brew it as tea, it can enhance male virility..." Daishan Island said.

"..."

☆, Chapter 1290 That was just a giant lizard

According to the tradition of the foodie war zone, after a few rounds of drinks and several dishes, it's time to get down to business.

After the power reactor was reinstalled, the manufacturing director, now revived, arrived at the front lines only to be met with a barrage of questions from General Gita:

"Why did General Yue Yi leave only three Skyhawk Warriors in the garrison?"

"I'm very sorry, General, this monster rampage is unprecedented. In the past few decades, the most monsters ever recorded at one time were less than twenty."

Because the ship's manufacturing director spoke in the same way as her admiral, General Yue Yi, she was unable to express the emotions in her words.

However, her slightly hesitant speech revealed that she was also very distressed by the situation.

"Then what are you waiting for? Contact your admiral and tell him that his backyard is on fire. If he doesn't come back, I'll tear down his hometown!" General Gita was already considering that if the number of monsters increased, the Hong Kong Naval Base might as well just give up.

"..." The manufacturing director looked at the acting admiral, Gita, then shook his head firmly and said:

"General, your orders conflict with the orders left by the Admiral. In the event of a conflict, we will follow the Admiral's orders."

"Does Yue Yi expect you to defend Hong Kong to the death?" General Jita asked.

"At all costs," the manufacturing director said.

"Then what will you use to defend?" General Gita asked in return.

In response to General Gita's question, the manufacturing director stated that she had instructed the manufacturing department of the Hong Kong Naval Base to produce new Skyhawk Warriors. If all goes well, at full capacity, at least five units could be built within a month.

However, this means that the fleet stationed near the warp gate will suffer heavy losses during this month.

When facing such large monsters, the East Asian theater fleet, which has a relatively low proportion of high-end combat capabilities, must rely on some war machines to minimize damage.

"Alright, if you insist on this, I will have my fleet cooperate with you." Admiral Gita felt that if she withdrew at this time, causing the fall of the Hong Kong Naval Base, she would find it hard to accept even if no one held her accountable later.

In particular, General Gita, who had been slacking off for years, suddenly remembered that Governor Adon was planning to build some kind of temple at the Hong Kong Garrison, just like in the comics.

This means that the Hong Kong Garrison Government cannot be lost. Since it cannot be changed, let's just accept it.

Seeing that General Gita was struggling to accept the potential for heavy losses, Adun, who had just eaten a meal of subspace monster sashimi, spoke up:

"Don't worry, I'll handle that warp gate."

"Your Excellency, didn't you plan to build a temple at the Hong Kong Garrison?" General Gita was taken aback.

"The original purpose of building the temple was simply to defend against warp invasions at the spatial nodes of this world," Adun said, gazing into the distance. "Now that the warp gate has been opened here, it is naturally even more suitable."

To put it bluntly, Adun's goal was to install a lock, but now the door has already been opened.

There's no point in installing locks if you don't close the door first.

Once she realized the logic, Admiral Gita said, "Alright, I will assemble the fleet right away."

Under the arrangement of Admiral Gita and the Manufacturing Director, the ship girls who had been handling the monster corpses, except for a small number who returned to the Hong Kong Naval Base with the processed monster body parts, all gathered together and prepared for battle.

Some veteran ship girls who had fought against those monsters without the help of Skyhawk Warrior puppets began to pass on their experience to new ship girls who had not experienced that era.

In general, the key is to avoid direct confrontation, avoid being greedy with firepower, and prioritize protecting your teammates over attacking the monsters.

Some of the older ship girls also described super-giant monsters that had only appeared a few times, with a size exceeding one thousand meters.

Because each of those colossal monsters is unique, they each have their own scientific name, unlike other mass-produced monsters that are simply given a model number.

Although there has never been a second appearance of any colossal monster, the predecessors briefly described the combat experience they learned when facing monsters named "Laoshan Dragon," "Fuyutsu Dragon," and "Mine Mountain Dragon."

...In summary, it's still best not to engage in direct combat, not to be greedy with your firepower, and to prioritize protecting your teammates over attacking the monster.

The new ship girls felt that the seniors were wasting their time talking nonsense, and the seniors, feeling that these juniors were difficult to guide, could only sigh helplessly.

"Why do they all have to be called dragons?" Gransefa, who had just transformed into a dragon himself, said somewhat unhappily when he heard these instructions.

This naming convention makes it seem like dragons are villains.

"Because the word 'dragon' carries many symbolic meanings in this land." General Gita breathed a sigh of relief upon learning that Governor Adun planned to take action personally.

"..." Gransefa glanced at her admiral, and she keenly sensed that her admiral's mood was a little off when he talked about dragons.

"The dragon I'm talking about isn't one of these monsters, nor is it the giant lizard you've transformed into. It's like this!" General Gita quickly pointed to the five-clawed golden dragon embroidered in the middle of her ducal robe.

“That’s the dragon god Bahamut, not a giant lizard!” Gransefa defended the creator of his homeland.

"That's a giant lizard. No arguments allowed. This is an order from the Admiral!" General Gita said firmly.

“…Alright, let’s just say it’s a giant lizard…” Gransefa immediately changed his mind after weighing whether the creator of his homeland or his own admiral was more intimidating.

"Don't transform into a giant lizard anymore, I don't like it!" Princess Gita continued to be willful.

"I didn't intend to change..." It was because he transformed into a dragon... the great lizard god Bahamut that Gransefa got food poisoning, and coupled with the previous airborne scene, the ship was lost in a different airspace.

If I had known this would happen, I would have used Grand Duke Grandin's summoning stone. Even a little dark skin is better than rolling around clutching my stomach.

"Oh, right!" The capricious Admiral Gita suddenly remembered something crucial: "Go tell the other ships to collect more parts from these monsters."

"Why?" Gransefa was a little unable to keep up with her admiral's leaps of thought.

"Because it's very likely to become a collector's item soon!!" General Gita said.

The crew of Adun, who had overheard the conversation between Adun and Gransefa, exchanged very subtle glances.

In the end, South Dakota concluded: "Probably only the food-loving ship girls in the East Asian theater will worry about not having enough to eat in the future."

☆, Chapter 1291 A ship as powerful as South Dakota

Compared to the temporary warp rift opened by Adun in the African theater, the warp gate blasted open by ancient humans in the South China Sea truly demonstrates the disorderly chaos of the warp.

In this region, not only is space chaotic, but time is also chaotic.

The spatial chaos was manageable; apart from South Dakota, a space-type ship girl, who was somewhat uncomfortable, the other ship girls under Adun's command adapted quite well.

After all, there are many places in the universe with even more chaotic space than this subspace gate.

The chaotic timing... left all the ship girls and admirals except for Adun and Centinex in a state of confusion.

In less than half an hour, the Hyperion alone witnessed the evolution of this sea area from hundreds of millions of years ago when it was still land, to hundreds of years ago when ancient humans fought a desperate battle with the deep sea.

If it weren't for Adun's protection, warships without an absolutely independent sense of time, such as Adun's native warships like Dalaran and Gransepha, would easily be affected by this chaotic flow of time.

The latter two are relatively easy to deal with, as there are many powers in the mystical world that specifically target the passage of time within themselves. However, the unfortunate pilot ship girl who was taken aboard by Adun into the depths of the subspace gate is likely to become a piece of scrap metal.

It might not even qualify as scrap metal; it depends on whether it has been through tens of thousands, millions, or hundreds of millions of years.

A completely independent sense of time isn't hard to learn; you'll naturally acquire it after experiencing faster-than-light travel once.