Chapter 90

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90. As specified by the Admiral, what's the problem?

"Regarding the issue of the materials for the subspace repair, the Admiral has already conveyed it to me."

Looking at the six combat-type shipgirls of the Kusogeki fleet, Haihu sat in a chair in the hall, nodded to the approaching 111, and said calmly.

"Because the Admiral is too exhausted, he only asked me to relay the message. The process of obtaining and using the materials for subspace repair is not very complicated. So even you combat types can do the work."

"Or rather, now only you can do this work."

"... What do you mean?"

"The reason is simple. Because your subspace can undergo partial wear and tear. Other shipgirls have their own tasks and are prone to making mistakes."

Seeing the puzzled expressions of all the shipgirls, Haihu sat in the chair, folded her hands, and sighed deeply. Although she had already handed over the logistics department, she still had to correct these details.

Isn't this just the same as usual? Can this be considered a punishment?

But such petty thoughts are of no use in serious matters. Haihu just thought for a moment, then shook her head and put on a serious expression.

"The material for subspace repair is essentially a highly concentrated form of subspace material. However, we all know that subspace phenomena do not occur in daily life. So we need to go to some extreme high-pressure terrain or artificially produce subspace materials."

"To put it simply, it's like human blood donation. Although donating a part does not affect physical fitness and is even said to have benefits, there is a mental fatigue on the day of donation. For us, the most direct effect is a decrease in combat power and operational accuracy. This is catastrophic for the production and logistics teams."

"So now, only you idle shipgirls are left."

"... What about the reserve shipgirls?"

111 lowered her head, thought for a moment, then looked at Haihu and asked.

"I remember the logistics team should have a reserve team to deal with emergencies. Although we are on vacation, we need to handle unexpected situations, and any rash actions could cause problems."

"The reserve team has already been working in shifts on the production line. To cope with the expanded production capacity, the factory needs to be re-planned. 001 proposed the latest fully automated production line, which is said to be able to produce high-quality steel at an astonishing speed once built."

"What about the conversion ratio and production speed?"

"One cubic meter can be converted into five to ten pieces. If resources can keep up, the daily output is about one thousand cubic meters. A larger scale would affect other facilities, so I made this decision."

"Hmm, it's worth taking the risk."

Hearing this data, 111 nodded.

This means that about five to ten thousand pieces of steel can be automatically produced in a day. If planned well, it could free up two logistics teams of shipgirls to allocate their productivity to other areas. Compared to the benefits, it's quite a good deal.

But the next issue is the production of subspace repair materials. Without specialized industrial equipment, it's theoretically difficult to produce anything else.

"I've already experimented with this. There's no problem."

Haihu said, took out a glass, and inserted her finger into it.

In just a blink, the glass was filled with a clear but indescribable substance. A look of fatigue flashed across Haihu's face, and she waved to the shipgirls, indicating they could come over to observe.

"As long as you have any container, compress your thoughts in your mind and release them into that container, you can produce some subspace extract. I know it sounds abstract, but once you think about it, you can do it. It's not difficult. The extraction process will cause some fatigue."

"But this fatigue is nothing compared to its effects. The flagship, you can feel it."

Haihu handed the glass to 111.

111 touched the semi-transparent subspace material in the glass, feeling the surge of energy within her, and nodded.

"Hmm, it does have a good repair effect... It's more like a direct replenishment."

But it's still strange. With such a good thing, why didn't they think of using it at the beginning? If they had used this, they could have used more aggressive tactics in many battles and pushed through with forced advances after damage.

"Because the Admiral prohibited it."

Haihu shrugged indifferently.

"Any self-harm is prohibited. Strictly speaking, this is a self-mutilation to exchange for repair. So the Admiral didn't know and didn't say anything."

"But this time, the ban has been completely lifted. Perhaps the Admiral also feels that his protection is meaningless. We can have our own thoughts and protect ourselves well. We're not children, and we can distinguish right from wrong."

But I think the Admiral didn't even know about this. Because no one said anything.

Haihu said softly.

"Is that so..."

Looking at the clear liquid in the glass, 111 bit her lip and then looked at Haihu.

"Is there any quiet space in the base? And prepare some plastic or metal buckets. We need to be perfectly prepared this time to withstand this attack."

"Ah, there's a small room 300 meters behind the Admiral's building. It connects to the underground network. The third underground warehouse is empty, so you can use it directly. I'll coordinate with others and send some buckets to you later."

"Just be careful not to faint directly."

Sighing, Haihu waved, indicating that the combat-type shipgirls could leave.

'Even though her position has become the flagship, Haihu's behavior hasn't changed at all. She's only serving the Admiral.'

Looking at the indifferent shipgirl, 111 bowed and led the other shipgirls to turn and leave.

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