The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

To be precise, it wasn't broken, but rather it didn't record anything.

“Because what Xiaoxu said is the truth…” Adon said, “And you, the warship of the Teren race, are not yet ready to accept the truth.”

“Yeah, yeah, it’ll be fine for you to hear it with my help, but it’ll be a huge hassle if you want to record it,” Xiao Xu said.

"...What's wrong with me recording this?" Hyperion glanced at Adun, then at Little Void, and finally swept his gaze over the expressions on the Protoss ships.

Cybros remained indifferent, as if he hadn't heard anything; the Blood Throne looked like it was about to make a fool of itself; and Gantricos covered his forehead.

“If you can record it and play it when neither I nor Ardon are around,” Little Xu said with a grin, “we’ll get a crazy little 'Houssie'.”

“Not necessarily…” Ardon said.

"Huh?" Xiao Xu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized and exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be that Xiao Xiu Xiu has her blessing?"

“Hmm,” Adon nodded.

"How come I didn't notice?" Xiao Xu asked in surprise.

“Because you are a creation of the God of Darkness,” Adun said.

Adun and Xiaoxu's cryptic words left Hyperion increasingly confused. "What are you talking about? What kind of blessing is this?" he asked.

In response to Hyperion's question, Little Void patted Hyperion's shoulder heavily, lowered his head, and said, "Congratulations, even without my help, you have a 60% chance of knowing the truth and not going crazy."

"...Thank you so much. I don't know what you're talking about, but I can't be happy about a 60% chance," Hyperion said.

"Be content, after all, you're just a mortal warship," Xiao Xu said.

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These past few days have been incredibly frustrating. My son got burned and is currently in the hospital. I want to finish my novel as soon as possible, but I didn't even have an outline to begin with, just bits and pieces of random, sporadic ideas. Trying to finish all of this in the last ten days or so is just too much of a hassle.

In short, I will try my best to finish the book by the end of the month, tell all the stories that need to be told, and fill in the other side plot holes I've dug if I can remember them, otherwise... GG!

Sigh... I was originally planning to travel the world more.

Chapter 1441 The Tyranids Like Mantis Shrimp

Because of a interruption, Little Hue did not continue speaking to Hyperion.

Even Hyperion didn't know that the last paragraph was the truly important thing... for the native ship girls.

The destruction of ancient human civilizations is not surprising. A civilization that has not yet left its home star system is extremely vulnerable in the face of such indescribable forces.

If things were under normal circumstances, it would be fine; at most, the slight impact would create a bunch of performance artists, poets with suicidal tendencies, and investigators in this world.

But the problem is... someone has completely uncovered these indescribable things, forcing fragile ancient human civilizations to confront this "power" directly.

Whatever Leonardo da Vinci intended to do after making a pact with the Faceless God, he bears at least 90% of the blame for the destruction of ancient human civilization.

The remaining 10% is the fault of his apprentice, Angelius, the saint who wanted to save the world.

Perhaps at some point in the past, when ancient human civilizations had collapsed but some remnants remained.

Who knows, after a long time, these remaining fragments might be able to regain their vitality.

Unfortunately, in his efforts to completely revive ancient human civilization, Angelius made some "mistakes" that Leonardo da Vinci himself acknowledged.

He made a deal with those intellectual youths among the Outer Gods, also known as Bubbles in Xiao Xu's words.

A deal that cost the world in exchange for a false appearance.

This is why the Adun and her crew have always maintained a stance of neither supporting nor opposing, nor expressing any opinion, towards the Enterprise, which considers itself to be the inheritor of ancient human civilization.

Perhaps the ship girls' unconscious actions were not the most efficient way to end a civilization, but the result of this assimilation and inclusion was that ancient human civilization became history.

"By the way..." Hyperion, having skipped the important explanation, asked, "So now you know why ship girls can't break through the Earth-Moon system?"

“Of course, it’s quite obvious…” Little Void knew that Hyperion would definitely ask this question, so he immediately said, “The scope of that contract is only this wide.”

"If we leave this area, then the source of power that sustains the existence of the ship girls will be gone."

“Everything that belongs to the concept that the contract bestows upon the ship girls will disappear,” Adun added in a more concise tone.

"It feels so complicated..." In fact, Hyperion didn't understand what was going on at all, or rather, Hyperion only knew what it meant, but had no idea why it meant that.

"That's right. It's natural that explaining something that was originally planned to be explained in one million words in 20,000 words would seem very complicated," Xiao Xu suddenly blurted out.

"Huh?" Hyperion thought he had misheard.

"What are you talking about?" Adon asked Little Void.

"It's nothing, don't worry about it. Only fools worry about details," Xiao Xu said with a slight change in expression.

In any case, as a creation of the Void God, the Void Seeker, whose real age is hundreds of thousands, would never admit that he was just affected by an unknown force.

Sure enough, if you have nothing better to do, don't talk about the "truth." Anything related to those indescribable beings will inevitably cause problems if you talk about it.

While Xiaoxu was joking around, the seemingly slow-flying but actually fast-flying aerial fortress had already crossed the defensive line belonging to the ship girl alliance and the garbage deep sea.

They entered the core area of ​​the mechanical kingdom, riddled with craters and rings of mountains, blasted by dozens of Hyperion apocalyptic attacks.

We passed by a relatively complete crater... which is definitely rare in environments with various large and small concentric rings.

Sebros suddenly spoke up: "Intense life activity detected."

"Hey, they didn't even get blown up? I hate burrowing bugs the most," Hyperion said.

"Should I relay your words to Izsa?" Adun asked Hyperion.

"Even if you didn't relay it, Izusa must have heard it, right?" Hyperion said, looking completely unfazed.

No sooner had Hyperion finished speaking than a swarm of… …mantis shrimps appeared from the relatively intact crater, enough to send anyone with trypophobia to the hospital in shock.

Compared to the Zerg in the Koprulu Sector, which like to collect genetic essence from various organisms and then modify themselves in various ways, resulting in a wide variety of species.

These predatory civilizations, referred to as the "Terren Zerg" by the Purifying Flame, mostly resemble the aquatic creatures known as "mantis shrimp" in this ship girl world.

From giant mantis shrimps that rival the size of Odin of the Hyperion to small mantis shrimps that are similar in size to ship girl humanoid forms.

There are also those super small ones, the size of a Pekingese dog... well, even the smallest ones are still much bigger than the "mantis shrimp" used as seafood.

These mantis shrimps, emerging from the ground, consciously set their sights on the aerial fortress that was about to fly over their heads.

"Activate the defense system." A dozen or so floating screens appeared around Sebros.

As the aerial fortress, which blends Protoss and Terran technologies and is built using local materials from the ship girl world, activated its defense system.

Various missiles, lasers, and particle cannons swept across the area, destroying the mantis shrimps that tried to spit at them.

As the mantis shrimps beneath this crater were blasted into various poses, more and more mantis shrimps emerged from the surrounding craters.

“No wonder your land-based mech was destroyed several times in a short period of time,” Little Void said to Hyperion.

"Strange...why are there so many?" Hyperion asked, bewildered.

“There were only so many to begin with, but most of them were held back by Izusa underground,” Adon said.

“I need your help,” Sebros said.

The air fortress's sweep was swift and efficient, but the sheer number of these shrimp was overwhelming. More importantly, these shrimp were an interstellar civilization; they certainly wouldn't care whether the enemy was flying in the sky or on the ground.

In less than a minute, the defense system located below the air fortress had already been reduced by one percent by various acid bombs.

Upon hearing Cybros's request, the little Void immediately vanished into the shadows, and Gantrico slowly floated up as well. Hundreds of drones, which were like tiny flies in the eyes of the Hyperion, a human warship, flew out from behind Gantrico one after another.

The Hyperion, not to be outdone, jumped down as well... landing without using any flight abilities.

The Hyperion had barely descended a few dozen meters when the Protoss ships remaining on the platform, except for Cybros, all looked up at the sky.

Several meteors fell from the sky and hit the ground in less than ten seconds. The shockwave from the high-speed descent knocked over a group of shrimp that hadn't even realized what was happening.

By the time the mantis shrimps realized that the two mechanical legs were the cause of all this, the drone attacks were already upon them.

Under the cover of Gantricus, the land-based mech, whose exact model number is unknown, was assembled on the ground via orbital airdrop, from its torso and arms to its head.

The moment the assembly was completed, the Hyperion, which had been gliding down, landed in the control room of the land-based mech.

Sitting in front of a keyboard with a three-sided curved monitor, a neon-lit mouse, and a dozen or so QWEEDFC keys, Hyperion said:

"Odin MK42 Prototype Deployed! The Show Begins!"

Hyperion single-handedly upgraded her Odin mech to the Type 42...

Chapter 1442 The Master Hyperion

A Thor pilot selected from an elite unit needs about an afternoon of training to learn how to move his Thor land-based mech forward, backward, lift his left foot, and lift his right foot.

With an extra half hour of work, you can learn how to aim, how to fire, and how to deploy firepower.

If you're willing to spend a little more time working overtime until 8 or 9 pm, you might even learn how to put your vehicle into folding mode in the cockpit so it can be towed away by a medical transport plane.

The above is what a glorious Thor pilot of the Terren Empire's ground forces needs to learn.

...It's no wonder that drivers of other vehicles complain that getting into the Thor is like retiring. The almost fully automated operating system means that the cockpit of a mass-produced machine like the Thor only has a keyboard, a mouse, and a monitor.

Even if these selected drivers are the elite of the elite, capable of speeding motorcycles, flying tanks, driving Vikings, driving Hellfires, and even escaping a hurricane with a single vehicle carrying a bunch of Hydralisks.

It also doesn't offer much value in the Thor Land Mech, the top-tier land combat machine of the Terren race.

The pilot of the Odin prototype of the Thor series mechs was even more powerful; that guy was almost on par with the ordinary crew members in the Hyperion, barely qualifying as a hero unit.

Unfortunately, even this hero unit, who was instantly killed by Kerrigan's lightning-fast leaping charge, couldn't make his Odin prototype do a tap dance for no reason.

However, this behavior was merely a basic skill for Hyperion, who had already developed Odin to the MK42 version.

Even though the cockpit of the MK42 version of Odin's Land Armor still has the old three items of mouse, keyboard and monitor, the quality is completely different.

The large, interconnected screen, composed of three curved displays, allows the driver to have a clear view of the battlefield situation.

The control keyboard has four times more keys, reaching twelve keys, and also supports drivers to customize more key combinations.

With the addition of a mouse-shaped health breathing light, this cockpit exudes a more professional and sophisticated feel from the inside out.

Under Hyperion's control, Odin MK42, assembled from its parts, first stretched, then stretched its legs and twisted its neck, as if it were stretching before exercising.

Then, before the mantis shrimps that were being bombarded by Gantricus could react, Hyperion, piloting the Odin MK42, charged straight at a giant mantis shrimp that was about a third of its own size. With a bent-over right hook, it sent the giant mantis shrimp, which was using acid bombs to attack the drones, flying into the air.

Just as the giant mantis shrimp flew to the same height as Odin MK42's chest, an incredibly swift left straight punch pierced through its body.

Hyperion, controlling Odin MK42, human-like swung his arm, tossing aside the Tyranid shrimp-like remains hanging on it, and then gave the Tyranids who had come to their senses a thumbs-down gesture.

"When did human machines become so powerful?" Blood Throne asked, looking completely bewildered.