The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

Hearing a rather unpleasant word in Hyperion's words, Adun picked up a lock of his black hair, frowned, and said.

"Hmm, it is indeed different from the Kara Light I sensed from you before."

After careful examination, Hyperion noticed something different, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. After all, she had only ever been in contact with such things before, and it wasn't like now that the entire ship was submerged in water.

"The previous Light of Khala amplified our Protoss's innate telepathic abilities through the Kedarin Crystals to form a large-scale telepathic communication network."

After playing with the ends of his hair for a while, Adon simply took out a comb and combed his thigh-length hair before continuing:

"And in this world, my existence has replaced the Kedarin Crystal, or rather, replaced the authority that the fallen Xel'Naga once held in the Light of Khala."

“Oh, no wonder you still have hair.” Finally noticing that Adun’s hair still retained the function of nerve bundles, Hyperion relit his fuel pipe, took a puff of smoke, and said:

"So, you Protoss used cloud computing when you were using the Light of Kara, and now you've directly replaced the old cloud computing server host as the new server?"

“That’s one way to put it.” After slightly combing her hair, which had been a bit disheveled by the sea breeze, Adon took out a blue crystal hoop and tied it up at the ends of her hair.

"So... what benefits do I get from joining the Light of Adun?" Hearing that his Light of Kara was no longer at risk of being invaded by the corrupted Xel'Naga, Hyperion decided to try and get some more benefits from the Protoss Ark that was also acting as a part-time server administrator.

"It's because they joined the Light of Kara that Wo-chan and Nautilus gained the abilities of High Templar and Dark Templar. Don't you know what you've gained?" Adun was a little surprised by Hyperion's current behavior.

"Huh? Aren't you the server administrator? How could you not know what I get as a registered user?" Hyperion asked, somewhat bewildered.

"...Hmm, are you sure you want me to look through your privacy?" Out of respect for his old friend, Adun had not yet looked through Hyperion's information in his personal Kara Light Mind Network.

As for the previous two ships, when Yaton was looking at Wo-chan's abilities, he didn't know that looking at his own ship girl's abilities involved her privacy. Moreover, when looking at Wo-chan's data, most of the data was occupied by aluminum, aluminum, and more aluminum.

It wasn't until I looked through Nautilus's special abilities that I realized from Nautilus's data that looking through ship girl data in Kara's Light would infringe on the other party's privacy.

This is similar to the Light of Khala back then. A large part of the reason why the Nerazin Protoss betrayed Aiur and became Dark Protoss was because the Light of Khala would infringe on their privacy and affect the integrity of their self-awareness.

This is why, after the Fallen Xel'Naga returned and gained supreme authority over the Light of Khala, any Protoss linked to the Light of Khala who did not immediately sever their neural bundles would be controlled by that Fallen Xel'Naga.

"Wait, let me take a look myself." Upon hearing that his privacy would be violated, Hyperion immediately said that he would do it himself.

As familiar as we are, it's best not to let Adun know about these private matters, especially since there are quite a few Adun doujinshi I secretly drew. If they are discovered, it will be disastrous, as I can't possibly defeat Adun's Protoss Ark.

"I have a feeling you're deliberately hiding something related to me?" Adon asked curiously, seeing Hyperion's somewhat excessive reaction.

“Absolutely not!” Hyperion said firmly, but her reaction only confirmed that she was hiding something that concerned Adun’s privacy.

"Oh? If not, then so be it. By the way, have you noticed any special abilities you gained from the Light of Kara?" Since Hyperion didn't want to talk about it, Adun was too lazy to say it to his face. He would just secretly take a look and use it as leverage later.

“It seems that I did indeed acquire a few special abilities from your Light of Adun… oh no, the Light of Kara version of the Spear of Adun, but…” Hyperion said in a strange tone, closing his eyes for a moment and then opening them again.

"Several? But what?" Adon was curious about what Hyperion was doing, not expecting that it had awakened multiple abilities.

"But what kind of weird things are your Protoss abilities? Do you have any transcoding tools?" Hyperion said, indicating that he couldn't understand them.

"Passive ability or active ability?" Adun was tempted to sneak a peek at his privacy right now.

"There's a passive one... uh, I think I understand now, it seems to be the cloaking force field of your Arbitrator warship. Pshaw, what's the use? It can't become invisible itself."

As she spoke, Hyperion touched the railing beside her, and with her movement, the railing that was covered by her arm seemed to disappear into thin air as if it had been erased.

"...I don't quite understand my own Light of Kara." Hyperion was actually chosen as the Arbitrator, and Adun felt that this situation was a bit strange. However, when he thought about Hyperion's experience, it seemed that becoming the Arbitrator made sense.

"Don't rush, there's more. Let me see, this transcoding is so difficult..." Hyperion complained as he carefully examined the abilities he had gained through Adun's Light of Kara.

"Anything else?" Adun wasn't sure whether the Hyperion possessed the Arbitrator's skills or the skills of another, even more outrageous Protoss warship.

"There's a group teleportation, hmm, it seems to be a group teleportation, but it's unusable. Oh, it requires a crystal energy field... By the way, Adun, have you built any crystal towers yet?" Hyperion asked after decoding the second skill.

"Is there a third ability?" Adun asked without answering Hyperion's question. The third skill would determine which Protoss warship it was.

“Yes, let me see…wait, I really am the arbitrator?” Hyperion said, gesturing towards the pile of aluminum that Adun had thrown down. The aluminum, along with Wo-chan who was pecking at it, were frozen in place.

Unfortunately, Wo-chan was only frozen for a moment. Because they were teammates, she broke free of the static field. Not knowing what had happened, Wo-chan raised the jellyfish ship and looked around strangely before letting out a "wo" and continuing to gnaw on the aluminum in front of her.

“If Commander Raynor is a Protoss, his actions would more than qualify him as an Arbitrator,” Adun said, having essentially concluded that the Hyperion shares the Arbitrator's ship capabilities.

"But I remember, weren't your Protoss Arbiter warships almost completely destroyed?" Hyperion recalled that after the Zerg took down the Protoss's homeworld Aiur, most of the Arbiters who were stationed there were killed in action.

"It seems... that's right." Adun felt like he had added a death flag to a warship like the Hyperion, which had an EX luck stat.

“…Wait, there’s another skill.” Hyperion, who didn’t want to end up like those Arbiter warships, suddenly noticed something and spoke up.

"What?" Adun knew that if a fourth skill appeared, the Hyperion could only be another warship.

"...I think it's better not to have this skill." Hyperion said with a dark expression after decoding the skill.

"Haha, hahaha, hahahaha." Ardon, who instantly guessed why Hyperion's expression had changed, finally couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Good morning, Hyperion, Mother Ship."

"Aaaaaah, I'm a battlecruiser!! I don't want to be a fat mommy ship like that!!" The Hyperion, realizing it had been transformed from an arbiter into a Protoss Mother ship... or as commonly known as a mommy ship, scratched its head and jumped up and down.

"Seal it! Seal it! I will seal away this useless power!"

"Hahaha, hahahahaha, hahahaha," Adun, completely losing his composure, was practically pounding the ground... and laughing out loud on the deck.

Just as Hyperion declared that she would never accept becoming a mother ship, Vanguard's Glory ship equipment suddenly came to a stop with an abrupt brake. Unfortunately, Vanguard could not perfectly control every inch of air around her Glory form like the veteran hero-class ship girl, Prince of Wales.

The sudden braking not only caused Adun to twist his ankle and almost fall, but also caused the jumping Hyperion to fall into the water with a "plop".

Adun, having scanned the surroundings with the phase array system and knew what had happened, went over to check if the Hyperion had collided with any Abyssal ship girls, only to witness an unexpected scene:

"Hyperion is not bait, don't bite her."

"I don't care, I don't care, I don't care. She's not throwing bait anymore, but she's still hitting me with her fishing rod. If I don't bite her to death, am I still the Deep Sea Princess?" Nautilus clearly didn't listen.

"Wo" (Can't bite it) followed along, thinking that Hyperion was bait. After taking a bite, Wo-chan let go and said.

"It's normal that the skin is over ten meters thick...it's hard to bite."

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It's pretty useless, even though the Mothership also has a purification beam, though it's a bit smaller than the one on the Cybros.

However, the Hyperion's rampage wasn't because the Mother Ship's skills were useless, but because in the Hyperion's eyes, who considered himself to be of standard and well-proportioned size, every Mother Ship was a big fat man.

☆, Chapter 167 Have you eaten yet?

"Don't panic! Those are friendly planes!"

At the bow of the Vanguard Glory's main gun position, Nelson, who had rolled over with his sister due to the sudden braking, saw the erected anti-aircraft gun and quickly spoke to the Vanguard, who had almost fired.

"Ah, ah... Oh... Okay." The sudden stop was a heavy burden for Vanguard, who had just acquired his Glory form. Hearing Nelson's reminder, Vanguard, who was panting heavily at the bow, quickly stopped aiming and loading the six-tube Bofors 40mm anti-aircraft guns on his Glory form.

Given the Vanguard's emphasis on anti-aircraft firepower, there's a 90% chance that this wobbling, seemingly random friendly reconnaissance carrier-based aircraft will be shot down into aerial scrap metal by the Vanguard.

This could potentially create hostility between two or even three garrison commands, and the vanguard would have to bear the blame.

"You idiot, Vanguard, you've fought deep-sea carriers before. Can't you tell the difference between enemy and friendly carrier-based aircraft?" Rodney, who had unfortunately become a human cushion for Prince Eugen and Nelson, straightened his broken neck and said rather unhappily.

"I... this is my first time fighting in Glory Form, I'm a little nervous, a little nervous," Vanguard said, bowing his head after realizing he had made a mistake.

"Vanguard, have you never activated your Glory Form before?" The only ship girl who was unaffected and stood firmly asked, although she was standing firm, the desserts, tea and wine on her tray were not so lucky.

"We've done it a few times, but it was always after an exercise, and a single ship would quietly set sail," Qianwei said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Huh? Why don't you ask the seniors in the garrison for advice? Whether it's the Prince of Wales or the Prestige, they would all give you good guidance. Wasn't that how the Lion Prince did it back then?"

Rodney didn't quite understand why the Vanguard was hiding his awakened Hero's Proof. If it were her, she would make sure the entire naval base knew as soon as she could activate her Glory Form.

"I just don't want to use this glorious form in practice, I want to use it on the real battlefield..."

The avant-garde, somewhat embarrassed, spoke up about his thoughts.

"While I can understand your thinking, Vanguard, the purpose of the exercise is to reduce casualties on the real battlefield. What you're doing... is putting the cart before the horse." Reputation, the leader of the British ship girls in Naval Base No. 233, sighed and reprimanded Vanguard.

It's common knowledge that the Vanguard battleship doesn't like exercises. This is because, historically, although the Vanguard battleship was prepared for war, the war had already ended by the time she left the shipyard and officially entered service.

This resulted in neither the first-generation Vanguard, which emerged from the construction equipment, nor the second-generation Vanguard, which inherited the Vanguard's ship equipment, liking to use exercises as pre-war training activities.

"That's right, it's just an exercise. Look at Lion, she doesn't even mind the exercise." Rodney mentioned the British battleship Lion, whose fate was even more tragic than Vanguard's. Unlike Vanguard, who was only launched late and didn't achieve any merit in the war, the historical Lion-class battleships were built halfway through when the war ended.

"I know I was wrong..." Qianwei lowered his head and said softly, taking the blame for himself.

"What happened?" Ardon, who had walked to the bow of the ship, asked curiously, noticing the somewhat tense atmosphere among the ship girls of Naval Base No. 233.

"It's like this, Master, the vanguard almost attacked a friendly reconnaissance plane just now." Upon seeing Adun's appearance, Reputation bowed slightly and said.

"A friendly reconnaissance plane?" Looking up at the small plane that had begun to circle as it approached, Adun asked curiously, "Are you sure it's friendly?"

“At least it’s not from the deep sea…” Nelson said immediately when he saw Adon’s sluggish reaction.

"I'm asking, does that mean that everything on the other side of the deep sea is necessarily friendly?" Adun added, seeing that Nelson hadn't understood him.

"Commander, what do you mean..." Given the young master's seasickness and unconsciousness, Adun, who is also an admiral, temporarily has the command authority to issue orders to these naval base ship girls of No. 233, even though Adun is also a ship girl. Therefore, Reputation needs to ask Adun for a decision on what to do.

"Shoot it down?" Vanguard asked with a hint of anticipation.

"Ahem... I was just asking casually." For some reason, Vanguard liked playing games so much. Yaton coughed and said, "Since they are allies, or rather, potential allies, let's greet them first."

"Vanguard, signal." Upon hearing Adun's order, Renown, who had been acting as the secretary ship, spoke to Vanguard.

"...Oh," the somewhat disappointed vanguard took out two small flags used for naval signaling.

"What should we say to them, Master?" Reputation asked Adun what flag signals the vanguard should use.

"..." Ardon, who was surprised that they were greeting each other with flag signals, paused for a moment, wondering why he didn't have a communicator, and said, "Ask if they've eaten yet."

Ardon remembered how Hyperion greeted him when they first met, and how he, then a Protoss Ark user, struggled with the question for a long time.

"Uh..." Upon hearing Adun's words, Renown froze on the spot, and the vanguard holding the flag also froze at the bow: "Really... really like this?"

"Just do as the Master orders." If he weren't still holding the tray, Reputation would have loved to cover his forehead with his hand.

Because Adun's orders were not fixed flag signals, Vanguard used spelling to wave the flags at the reconnaissance plane, and then, worried that the other side might not understand, Vanguard waved them again.

However, it was obvious that the other side understood immediately that for ship girls who can launch carrier-based aircraft, interpreting flag signals is a passive skill.

Then... after understanding the flag signals waved by the vanguard, the reconnaissance plane first paused in mid-air for a moment in a very illogical way, and then flew out in all sorts of exaggerated postures, as if the ship girl piloting the reconnaissance plane was laughing heartily.

"This is... being laughed at, isn't it?" Qianwei said, squatting down and burying his head in his knees.

Apart from Adun, who was unaware of what had happened, all the ship girls on the deck felt ashamed.

"Look, they replied," Rodney said, pointing to the reconnaissance plane.

All I could see was that the reconnaissance plane was using flashing aviation lights instead of flag signals.

"It seems to be in plaintext," Renown said, glancing at the aviation lights on the reconnaissance plane that were flashing for varying durations.

"Plain code? Let me see." The communications officer stood up, stared at the reconnaissance plane for a while, and said with a slight change in expression, "The other side replied, 'We just ate, hello.'"

"..." It seems they are indeed friendly forces.