Chapter 33

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33. This port is definitely problematic!

"Ugh..."

Leaning on a rust-covered pipe, the admiral's face turned pale as he dry heaved. However, his empty stomach had nothing left to offer, only a bit of light yellow acid water continuously spewed from his mouth, flowing down the drain and into the sea, adding a sour smell to the space already filled with the stench of rust and engine oil.

The sensation of weightlessness, combined with the fatigue from not sleeping for a day and the mental stress from the morning, had completely overwhelmed the fragile human body. Even though he didn't want to lose face in front of the shipgirls, his convulsing stomach forced him to open his mouth again.

"Ugh... ugh..."

"I'm sorry, Admiral, I didn't expect that even Sacramento couldn't ensure your safety. I'm truly sorry. I'll modify this elevator in the future."

"Compared to these useless things... ugh... I'd rather hear about the progress of the new weapons..." Lying on the pipe, spewing acid water, the admiral, leaning on the sturdy iron, looked at the apologetic 001 and Sacramento with a faint gaze.

I'm going to die, really going to die.

A free fall lasting twenty seconds, now in a base 160 meters below sea level, the admiral felt as if his internal organs were failing.

Admitting that this was indeed a vast underwater base, the lights and steam were indeed spectacular, and the three of them seemed insignificant like ants amidst the massive mechanical structures, making him feel incredibly small.

But this feeling couldn't stop his stomach from rebelling! Compared to seeing this grand architectural wonder before his eyes, the admiral would rather have his shipgirls act a bit more normally. Could they not be so whimsical? No one would deny their creative abilities, but could they be a bit more normal?

Even if they are abnormal, you must consider that your admiral is a human.

"Ah, well... to put it simply, during the repair of those port battleships, I found some things worth noting. I then reconstructed certain weapons."

001 gestured to Sacramento with her eyes, asking her to comfort the admiral who was almost on the verge of death, while she cleared her throat, adjusted her glasses, and began to explain her findings in a formal manner.

"According to your thirteenth order, I have initially completed the mental synchronization process for the battleships. The basic outfitting for Ancient Battleships 1 to 16 is complete. The remaining fleet will complete the mental synchronization loading within a month. At that time, we can use the device to control the fleets abandoned underwater and in the ports."

"Although joint control requires a shipgirl to manipulate over 700 cannons simultaneously, theoretically no shipgirl has such mental speed. However, separate control would cause overlapping firepower issues, so the progress in controlling firepower is temporarily on hold. But even at the current level, it basically meets the nearshore artillery defense standards you requested."

"However, during the repair of the battleships, I discovered many very peculiar weapons."

"These ships, although extremely weak in armor defense, have defenses that are almost insane. Not only do they have laser defense matrices, railguns, and metal fragment storms, but they also have 3D printing devices for self-repair, and finally, another batch of heavy underwater weapons that we will be using."

001 adjusted her glasses, and in the surrounding steam, a dangerous cold light refracted. A hint of a terrifying smile appeared on her slightly immature face.

"I have never seen so many specialized weapons for destroying enemies. To be honest, I still find it incredible that the ancients failed. The firepower and speed of those heavy weapons are simply astonishing. The one I admire the most is a guided torpedo."

Like an opera, 001 walked on the iron floor of the underground base, using exaggerated movements and words to express her excitement.

"During testing, its underwater speed exceeded 600 kilometers per hour, with a combat payload of 300 kilograms. The cabin can fully accommodate a shipgirl. The stability and navigation systems can be maintained by the shipgirl's own corrosive properties, meaning that for shipgirls, these large weapons can not only be used as weapons but also as vehicles that can perfectly fulfill their functions."

"The endurance can be connected to the shipgirl's subspace fuel port. The mental burden is negligible compared to the physical one. It can be considered a perfect substitute."

"Frankly, if it weren't for the difficulty in restoring it, I would have recommended it as a standard configuration for you, Admiral."

"But, is it really that good?"

Could it be another weapon with astonishing power but equally astonishing consumption?

The admiral, who had somewhat recovered under Sacramento's care, shook his head, stood up, and straightened his clothes. He looked at the little one in front of him with disbelief and asked bluntly.

This wasn't a lack of trust in his own people; it was simply that many of the ancient weapons had characteristics that were both ridiculous and extremely insane.

For example, a defense weapon that could empty an entire ammunition box in an instant, a laser defense matrix that could cause a heart attack with its power consumption, the already known railgun, supersonic missiles, and many other bizarre things that looked absolutely not something a normal human could use (in terms of consumption).

Given the lessons from the past, it was quite normal for the admiral to be skeptical. However, 001 was clearly well-prepared. She gave the admiral a mysterious smile and then turned to walk deeper into the factory.

"I can't say too much about this weapon. I can only say that it is a combination of real-world physics and shipgirl assimilation technology."

"The supercavitation torpedo 'Underwater Ranger'—let the Admiral witness its power with your own eyes."

"...Is that so?"

Looking at 001's confident smile, the admiral furrowed his brow but could only follow her and Sacramento.