Chapter 74

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I'm asking for recommendations, favorites, support, and promotion. And then, even though I said it, there are still people who won't let me off. They came with a number they just registered to criticize. I've already deleted that post. But what I want to say is, in this world, can't I just quietly write something without others allowing it?

74. Production Liberation!

"…Sorry, I was rude."

111 repositioned her disheveled hair behind her ears, pushed up her glasses, which had a broken lens, and bowed formally to the admiral sitting in the chair.

But no matter how you look at it, the image she had carefully cultivated was shattered in an instant during the scuffle. The admiral really didn't want to associate the serious secretary ship in front of him with the ship girl who was fighting on the floor with Enterprise just a few minutes ago.

Reality is indeed a cruel thing. Watching a goddess fall from grace.

Looking at the gloomy 111, the admiral bowed his head and mourned for her new image for three seconds.

It can't be denied that she is a very hardworking and good girl. She wants to manage everything in an orderly manner and has formulated various plans based on everyone's capabilities.

The admiral can guarantee that 111 hasn't slept even once in the past five days. But not only has there been no physical fatigue, there hasn't even been a single moment of mental exhaustion. She is a true iron warrior. This is enough to show that she wants to accomplish something great. Striving to give the admiral the best implementation plan has left her exhausted.

Moreover, due to the new regulations, the curfew for the ship girls has been lifted. Similarly, their overly vigorous productivity has been liberated. Now, the fourth model of the intelligent submersible is already in operation in the port area, and this pioneering ability is simply breathtaking.

"Then, I will report on yesterday's production report."

111 lightly coughed twice and pushed up her glasses with a serious expression.

Then, she silently kicked the grinning Enterprise beside her, causing the blonde ship girl, who is no longer the flagship, to bare her teeth at her.

"First, I want to say that because the ship girls no longer have a curfew or overseas patrol orders, the productivity within the naval base has been unprecedentedly liberated. Our stored resources have already returned to the level when I first arrived here, and I believe there won't be any major problems. Moreover, according to the reports from the ship girls, production is still increasing."

"As of 0400 this morning, the Guam—Hawaii intelligent cruise system has been basically completed. The remaining details need to be finalized by you, Admiral. The oil pipelines and refineries were connected at 0100, which means our production capacity has reached a new level."

"In short, after our restrained productivity has been thoroughly liberated, we will enter the era of automated industry. Although time is still tight, I believe that with the operation of our trading partners, we will soon turn the current absolute deficit into a well-functioning naval base. At that time, you can gamble as you please, and we won't be able to stop you."

"But not yet. Although the manufacturing plant has received initial technical support, the automated production line has not been established, and we need more time."

"Given time and Miss DS-1's technical support, we cannot fail."

111 concluded with a serious expression.

"…I feel like I've been letting you down for so long."

Hearing the continuous good news, the admiral's expression became increasingly awkward.

After all, the better 111 performs, the more it proves how wrong he was. Treating these capable ship girls as treasures, the current results show that he was completely wrong.

"Yes, Admiral, you have indeed let down many people."

Facing the admiral's bitterness, 111 nodded without mercy.

"Ship girls are not the weak and fragile beings they appear to be. Your excessive indulgence led to the chaos in the naval base. You may be soft-hearted, but I am not. I would say that all my predecessors did not fulfill their duties. Now is just the beginning."

"We can work 140 hours a week, and we can carry out high-intensity combat missions at sea. Those mental health regulations are meaningless. They prevent us from releasing our energy, which can only accumulate in our hearts, ultimately leading to the bad situation a week ago. This is actually wrong."

"Admiral, you still underestimate our capabilities. For us, a little mental pressure is nothing. You should have known this long ago."

"Yes, I do know. But other admirals have also mentioned this."

Looking at 111, the admiral didn't know what to say.

Those admirals in the communications emphasized the mental state of the ship girls. Once their mental state is affected, their combat and execution capabilities plummet. This led many admirals to formulate very lenient plans.

Even the admiral himself could say that the rest and recuperation plan he initially implemented was quite strict among admirals. But now, it just doesn't seem right.

Is it because my ship girls are too hardworking?

"It's probably not that we are too strong, but that others are not ambitious enough."

Enterprise, who had been standing beside them, suddenly said.

"After all, they have no worries. Even if they fail, there are others to take their place. But we are on a minefield, and we can't afford to make a single mistake. Under this mental pressure, even if we want to rest, we probably can't."

"…If you knew this, why didn't you tell me?"

"Because it was after the fact…"

If it were during the flagship's time, I wouldn't dare to directly give you any opinions.

Enterprise looked at the admiral's slightly displeased expression, stuck out her tongue, and shrugged with a smile. She looked completely relaxed and carefree, a stark contrast to the usually gloomy girl.

Even the admiral himself was shocked by Enterprise's transformation, blinking in surprise and beginning to examine her up and down.

"Also, Admiral, you are too informal."

Seeing the interaction between the admiral and Enterprise, 111 lightly coughed and waved the file board in her hand.

"The next is the submersible's maiden voyage ceremony. Please come with me, Admiral."

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