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After learning two Elda martial arts skills in the training class, Jiawen found that Philomena, who always held her head high in the past, no longer had a look of pride and superiority when facing herself, but communicated with a very equal attitude, but recently, Instructor Philomena didn't know why she always liked to pull herself and run to the training hall of the barracks to teach herself a variety of martial arts skills and moves, and all of them were taught martial arts skills and moves that were difficult to learn and consumed a lot of money in the body. forced Jiawen to become a martial arts master who is proficient in Elda's martial arts skills, but unfortunately, Elda's martial arts skills themselves are biased towards skill and agility, and not all of them are suitable for space marines to use, so the Elda martial arts skills and moves that Jiawen learned are also a piece of east and a hammer in the west, which is not complete.

And today, after the Tempest has broken away from the subspace and returned to the real universe, Captain Jerome on the bridge of the Tempest, with the navigator and a group of naval technical officers, is studying the Imperial Star Map, trying to find out where the Tempest is now, and now preparing for the next sailing direction.

And Gavin was not idle, he was counting the remaining materials in the logistics warehouse with Victor Steel Priest, and a logistics officer was standing in front of Gavin to report the remaining fuel and supplies on the Stormwind.

After calculating in his mind for a while, he found that the fuel of the Storm was still enough to launch a few subspace jumps, but it was to replenish supplies, such as food and water, which made Jia Wenfa know that if he didn't need to contribute points to replenish it, soon the Storm would have to eat unknown secretions discharged from the circulatory system.

Imperial warships and transports, with the exception of battleships and battlecruisers that look like giant cities, will have space farms and large water filters due to the vast space inside the battleships, and the crews of battleships and battlecruisers will not worry about lack of food and water.

The Imperial warships under the cruiser are all because of the transportation problem, they are all carrying a small amount of military rations and water with a long shelf life before departure, and then in the process of sailing, through the circulation system on the battleship, the waste water and secretions used by people are filtered, decomposed, and processed, and finally turned into a thick viscous liquid with a disgusting green color, and this green nutrient will be distributed according to a person's work and position, some people are more, some people are less, in general, A Coca-Cola bottle-sized nutrient can meet the nutritional needs of a mortal in the prime of life for 6-8 hours, and he doesn't even need to drink water, so the sailors on the battleship often rarely excrete urine and feces, and only the middle-level officers will occasionally get a little hard food to eat, but this opportunity is often not much, only the captain who is the highest commander on the battleship has the right to enjoy good physical food and odorless water every day.

And if a sailor dies on a battleship, then the next day, his companions may drink the substance decomposed from his corpse on top of the nutrients, and this kind of thing is already a common thing in the eyes of sailors, they are powerless to change all this, they can only silently endure, become the cornerstone of the huge Imperial Navy, silently contribute.

And the worst thing is not the sailors of the cruiser slip frigate, although they suffer from this torture, but after many years of sailing, they can still have a holiday, a rest while the battleship stays in the harbor, and the possibility of decommissioning, albeit very small, is very small.

And as sailors on the transport ship, they do not have the above good treatment, because of various reasons and unknown secrets, the sailors of the transport ship are not allowed to leave the ship for the rest of their lives, and take the transport ship as their home, year after year, day after day to carry all kinds of materials for the empire, acting as blood for the operation of the empire, transporting nutrition.

What's even more tragic is that except for a few important regional devices on the transport ship, such as the captain's lounge and the bridge, there is no gravity at all, so the sailors of the transport ship have all kinds of space diseases, and their eyes are blank, pale skin, and thin bones are their norm.

There are men and women, old and young, forming a small society, so it is not only difficult for them to go out first, but also very few people come in.

The sailors of these transport ships, they have no spare time all day long, rest is to sleep, sleep is to accumulate physical strength for the next job, and there is not even enough place to sleep. The bed is only enough for half of the sailors to sleep at the same time, so when half of the sailors are resting in the cramped lounge, the other half of the sailors are dry or on their way to work, and then when the time comes, the other half of the sailors who work go to rest, and the sailors who were resting automatically and consciously take over their work and continue to work.

And Gavin himself didn't want to get to this point with the overstaffed Tempest, and he didn't want to drink those disgusting nutrients, and both Scouts and Space Marines needed to replenish a lot of protein from time to time, so Gavin had to spend contribution points often to replenish them.

"Hey~~~~"

Jiawen sighed, waved his hand resignedly, and after letting the logistics officer leave the warehouse, he stepped forward and opened the interface of the system to exchange materials.

After successfully consuming more than a hundred contribution points, the originally empty warehouse was once again filled with neat containers of materials after the light dissipated, and there was also a box of materials that Gavin had exchanged for the delicate Elda instructor.

After all, the Spirit Race does not have two stomachs, and the Space Marines who can digest severe pain, can live well by gnawing on carrion and stinky water.

Although, after the tragedy of the birth of the evil god of Slaanesh, except for the dark spirit race, the remaining surviving spirit clan are no longer pursuing enjoyment and **, but if the delicate Elda instructor is allowed to eat those No. 3 rations that can be used as combat weapons, Gavin is very worried about whether they will take the opportunity to strike.

Therefore, in order for the Eldar instructors to be able to teach the Warden Warband Star Marines wholeheartedly, Gavin deliberately spent extra contribution points to open a small stove for them, buy the usual food that the Eldar people often eat, and also provide them with enough clean water for bathing every day.

And such extravagant actions in space also made the two reluctant Elda instructors have no excuse to strike, and under the supervision of the system, they are wholeheartedly teaching Elda's martial arts skills. (To be continued.) )