The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

"I didn't dare back then... but I definitely dare now." Yin Wu still remembered how his legs went weak and he almost couldn't stand up when he first met Enterprise, the big shot of the Central Academy, or rather, the head of the military police under the Pacific Governor's Office.

“If you had refused back then, Darling, you wouldn’t be seeing me now,” Essex said with a smile, clearly aware of her admiral’s awkward situation back then.

"So agreeing to become a military policeman is also the luckiest thing that has ever happened to me in my life," Yin Wu said, laughing along with Essex.

At the same time, on the armored plate of the Vanguard Glory ship, which was sailing at full speed toward the Central Academy, Adun, who was feeding Wo-chan with canned food supplies he had scavenged, paused for a moment.

"What happened?" Hyperion, who was using a calculator to figure out how much Wo-chan had eaten since they were invited, asked curiously when he saw Adun's stunned expression.

"I just heard an admiral make a promise in front of his ship girl. Well, that's how you humans say it," said Adun, who overheard Yin Wu chatting with his Essex ship.

"Are you eavesdropping on other people's private matters again?" Hyperion paused for a moment before realizing what Adun was talking about, and glanced at the shrinking Hero Carrier before speaking.

"It's not exactly eavesdropping, it's just that they were talking loudly." Adon's words implied that he hadn't actively eavesdropped, but had only passively absorbed the information.

"Alright, I might believe what others say, but as for you..." Hyperion put down the calculator in his hand, whose numbers were already incredibly high, and said, "To believe what you said is to belittle my intelligence."

"Prevention is better than cure; a skilled strategist achieves no great feats." Adun did not refute Hyperion, but simply uttered two phrases from the representative military strategy of the human race that he remembered.

While speaking with Hyperion, Adun realized that the aircraft carrier had already left the detection range of his current phase array system, and he could only rely on wide-area detection to know that the other party was still sailing in another direction.

Although he didn't know why Colonel Yin Wu, who was also going to the Central Academy, would choose a roundabout route, Yaton had no intention of investigating the other's secret.

Especially considering the caution that the prestige showed towards that admiral, whether intentionally or unintentionally, it's clear that the other party has many secrets.

Otherwise, given his reputation and concern for his young master, he should have allowed Charlotte to meet with Yin Wu. Even if he couldn't compare to Charlotte's father, Yin Wu was still a capable member of the human camp.

As for these things, Ardon felt it was enough to know them; delving into other people's secrets wasn't a good habit.

"Did you feel it?" The moment they were out of Aden's detection range, Yin Wu, who had been all lovey-dovey with Ethiopia, immediately became serious.

"Such powerful ship girls, no wonder they became admirals," Essex said with a similarly serious expression.

"How do you think it compares to the Enterprise?" Yin Wu asked in a low voice, looking at the warship that was gradually becoming a small dot on the horizon.

"I don't know, because intuition can be wrong," Essex replied, unsure of the answer.

"So, that ship girl is a match for Enterprise?" Yin Wu raised his eyebrows and asked with some surprise.

“I’m not sure, especially in recent years, the Enterprise’s power has grown stronger and stronger, and I can no longer feel where the limits of her power are,” Essex said, subtly elevating the status of the Enterprise bigwig at Central Institute.

"After all, it's the Enterprise, isn't it?" Yin Wu said, not particularly surprised. The Enterprise has always represented the strongest warship, both historically and now, especially the original Enterprise at the Central Academy, which was an antique ship girl that had experienced the first battle.

It's not surprising that its combat power is exaggerated, after all, the Enterprise from the Central Academy is currently the only ship girl that is rumored to have the potential to undergo a sixth modification.

The Enterprise, after being modified into a starship, is fundamentally from a different worldview than the ships of this world.

"By the way..." After reminiscing about the Enterprise, Yin Wu suddenly remembered something and said, "Dumpling, when did you learn the deep-sea language?"

"Darling, what you're saying is... Oh?" ​​Essex asked, taking a while to react after hearing Yin Wu's words.

"Isn't this what the Abyssal Aircraft Carrier likes to say the most?" Yin Wu asked, somewhat puzzled. The Abyssal Aircraft Carrier likes to say "wo," the Quincy ship girl likes to say "Quincy Kun," and the Yuudachi ship girl has a habit of ending her sentences with "poi." These are all open secrets.

"Well, darling, who told you that? This language is originally used by Essex-class ship girls and Wheat to communicate." As Essex spoke, the bald eagle that had been circling around her made a "coo" sound, making it seem like the bald eagle was just a parrot.

"Strange, why would a deep-sea aircraft carrier use this language?" Yin Wu asked curiously, never expecting that the language of Wo would originate from this.

"It was probably taught to the Abyss after one of the Essex ships sank," Essex said, trying to explain her admiral's line of reasoning.

"It's strange..." Yin Wu muttered softly, as if he had thought of something.

“There’s nothing strange about it, darling. That first-generation Essex was indeed an Abyssal ship girl,” Essex said, shaking her admiral’s arm.

"Oh, so that's it... Ah, what? That first-generation Essex with a huge appetite is an Abyssal ship girl?" Yin Wu, whose only impression of Wo-chan was her huge appetite, was stunned by what his secretary ship said.

“I thought you had figured it out, Darling,” Essex said, having anticipated his admiral’s reaction.

"...So, there is indeed something strange about that." After carefully recalling the first-generation Essex, which had an enormous appetite, Yin Wu noticed something amiss. However, that wasn't the main point. The main point was why his own Essex hadn't mentioned it earlier.

"It's no use saying anything. Even if it's just her ship, I don't have the confidence to protect you, Darling, from a mere Abyssal Captain." Besides, there are a bunch of ship girls whose combat capabilities are still unknown beside them.

"A ship girl who can form a contract with the deep sea?" Hearing Essex's words, Yin Wu didn't continue to blame her. Instead, he looked in the direction where the battleship had completely disappeared, pondered for a moment, and said:

"Forget it, this is not our responsibility."

Chapter 173: The Ship Girl's Hobbies

After sailing for several days, the ship girls, who had finally left the border area, were able to turn on their signal towers to send and receive the intermittent signals; in short, they could go online.

Besides their daily patrols, the ship girls who have internet access no longer spend their extra energy sunbathing on the deck. Instead, they spend all their time, whether eating or sleeping, surfing the internet on their Orange 9 phones with their respective ship girls in hand.

As Charlotte became increasingly adept at controlling her glorious form with the Vanguard, she finally recovered from her prolonged seasickness and started browsing the internet with her custom-made limited edition diamond-encrusted gold Orange 9 phone.

The young master of Naval Base No. 233 was even reprimanded by the serious head maid for playing on his phone while listening to the report from Renown about his meeting with Colonel Yin Wu.

Charlotte could only say, "As a new generation admiral, there's a generation gap between me and those old admirals!"

So he was scolded again.

Unlike Charlotte, who mainly browses forums with more "professional" knowledge such as "Great Vortex," "Beiyang," and "ShipInShip," most of the ship girls under Charlotte's command spend their time browsing shopping websites.

In other words, the vanguard would occasionally check the precautions for hero-level ship girls, which are relatively more formal.

Of course, Nelson would sometimes browse architectural knowledge, while Rodney preferred to linger on gaming portals.

However, these ship girls spend most of their time browsing various online trading platforms.

Because it was still on the edge of the signal coverage area and the network was very poor, the most common thing the Glory ship saw while it was traveling at full speed was that a certain ship girl would shake her phone violently a few times while playing.

Even Reputation, who was in charge of cleaning the entire ship, was no exception. Even Adun didn't know why Reputation could browse dozens of naval base home furnishing websites at once while maintaining efficient cleaning work.

Unfortunately, to the ship's dismay, due to incompatibility of the most basic communication protocols, Adun could not freely access the internet, or rather, could not access the internet on his own.

Only by relying on the fact that the world still has the internet, which allows Hyperion to immediately thrive, can he ensure that he won't be rejected and excluded from the circle.

Pay attention to the wording; it's "rely on," not "depend on"... Now, Adun wants to use his reputation to send his ship girl to use the Orange 8 mobile phone to go online, right? He has to stick close to his old buddy, the Hyperion.

“Not bad, not bad, a dazzling array of things, oh, this is here too, it’s an eye-opener, a real eye-opener… Adun, don’t push me, there’s plenty of space.” Hyperion, who didn’t need a cell phone and could freely access the internet simply by modifying his mechanical detection left eye, squeezed together with Adun at the stern.

(Because two deep-sea ships were not used to being on the ship girls and stayed in the water, Adun and Hyperion stayed at the stern.)

“The signal is bad…” Adon said, while moving closer to Hyperion.

Hyperion, whose head was being pressed down by a part of Adun's body that was outside the normal size range, curled his lip and said in a disdainful tone, "Tch, the Protoss are really useless."

"Try saying that again." Hearing Hyperion say that, Adon pressed a small portion of his body weight onto Hyperion.

"It's going to break, it's going to break!" Hyperion cried out as Adun pressed down on him with his true weight.

"Huh?" The vanguard, who was operating his Glory ship equipment while looking at his phone at the bow of the ship, paused for a moment, glanced at the sea beneath his feet, and said something strange.

"Eugen?" Prince Eugen, who was standing next to the avant-garde with a serious expression, looked at the avant-garde with a puzzled expression.

"It feels like something heavy pressed down on my back." But the feeling was only momentary, leading Qianwei to believe it was just his imagination.

"Eugen?" Prince Eugen, who hadn't sensed anything, looked puzzled.

"I'm just telling the truth. Don't you always say that Protoss technology is the best in the universe? Why are you so clueless when you try to go online?" Hyperion, who was almost dying, complained to Adun.

"Too lazy to decode and recode," Ardon said, since there are such useful signal towers as Hyperion, why waste his computing power to go online?

"How about I share the network protocol of this world with you?" Even the Hyperion, with its dozen-meter-long rear armor plate, felt a chill run down its spine as it was constantly pressed down by a Protoss Ark whose "displacement" was tens of thousands of times greater than its own.

"Device incompatible." Yaton didn't even glance at his blood-testing ship girl, continuing to quickly browse various ship girl websites.

Unlike many admiral forums that require admiral identity verification or exclusive login via the admiral's mobile phone, most of the web pages that ship girls can access are public. There are basically no websites that only allow ship girls to log in, or only allow hero-level ship girls to log in.

For example, in the past few days, Yaton has found several decent semi-forum-like ship girl websites through clues from various forums, such as Bcfun and ailiaili.

The content was quite to Yaton's liking, but unfortunately, because his Orange Phone was a reputation-based account, he couldn't create a personal account to post comments.

After deciding to go to the Central Academy, Yaton's first priority is to buy her own Orange Phone. She wonders if the Orange Phone used by the Admiral and the Orange Phone used by the ship girls are compatible.

If they're not compatible, you'll have to buy two.

“If the device isn’t compatible, I’ll build you one.” Whether he sensed what Adun was thinking or simply wanted to get rid of Adun’s physical pressure, Hyperion blinked his mechanical eyes and said.

"...I don't like your Terren aesthetic." The Protoss, who value elegance, dislike the Terren Empire's style of large, bulky, and dark mechanical equipment with exposed wires and pipes.

"It's not like you like the aesthetics of this world!" Hyperion retorted, knowing that Adun was just making excuses.

“At least this is pretty good.” Adun, who was leaning against the Hyperion or rather, lying on it, shook the Orange 8 phone that was a reputation gift in his hand.

"Give me some time." Hyperion glanced at the Orange 8 phone in Adun's hand, his voice dropping by seventeen or eighteen decibels.

"What do you want me to do with some time?" Adun asked, somewhat curious as to why Hyperion would say such a thing.

"I'll try to master the technology of this world." Although the Teren Empire also has small communication devices that can access the Internet, it's ultimately not a big deal.

Fortunately, although the overall technology is somewhat unorthodox, it is still interstellar technology that is many years ahead of this world. Therefore, it is not too difficult for the Hyperion to fully understand it. Perhaps after fully understanding it, they can invent even better processors based on this technological approach.

As for Adun... even if she succeeds, she won't be on the same technological path.

☆, Chapter 174: Research on the Hyperion...

"Oh, I see."

"Wow, this design is great, it's an interesting idea."

"Wow, this part can actually be structured like this."

"Hmm, it seems this part wasn't done well. It will probably take several generations before people can recognize it."

"Not bad, not bad."

"That's good, that's good."

"Ok, Ok."

In a cabin of the Vanguard in its glorious form, Hyperion, surrounded by a group of ship girls, dismantled the Orange 8 phone given to her by Renown and the privately customized limited edition diamond-encrusted gold Orange 9 phone that she had forcibly obtained from Charlotte, leaving a table full of scraps.

As he picked up the pieces of disassembled parts with his fingers, Hyperion muttered his own evaluations of them.

"Don't be sad, young master. It's just a cell phone. We can just buy another one." Rodney tried his best to comfort Charlotte, who was in tears because her cell phone had been violently dismantled.

While comforting the young master, Rodney also tried hard to forget that the young master's custom-made, limited-edition, diamond-encrusted gold Orange 9 phone was enough to buy her entire fortune.

"Waaah, that was my coming-of-age gift," Charlotte said, her eyes reddening slightly.

"Huh? Young Master, isn't your coming-of-age gift supposed to be Sister Renown?" Before Vanguard could finish speaking, he was hit on the head with a broom by the head maid, Renown.

"What kind of looks are you giving me? I told you it would be restored." After finishing the inspection, Hyperion looked up and was about to tell Adun what he had discovered when he noticed the somewhat oppressive atmosphere in the conference room. He asked curiously.

"This can be restored?" Nelson carefully picked up the screen, which had been torn into pieces like thin films. She remembered that Hyperion had just used some rather violent methods to tear it apart in order to study pressure touchscreens.