Chapter 848: Hyperion's Thinking Mistakes

Those deep-sea ship girls under the command of Izsha have transformed themselves into alien insects...... There is no great dissatisfaction with the fact that they call the evolution of creatures according to their internal circulation. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Because of this alternative evolution method brought by the new Nakasu-sama, the improvement of combat effectiveness is real.

It's just that the mortality rate before the evolution is successful is a bit terrifying, although the maximum odds set by Izsha for Alexander are high compared to the survival rate of the wild deep-sea ship girl.

But the overall mortality rate is completely different from the direct feeling that nine out of ten companions will eventually be pierced into a stick.

However, compared with the improvement of combat effectiveness, these things are not as ugly as their own ship equipment, which makes it even more difficult for these deep-sea ship girls to accept.

After being transformed by alien insects, these ship girls were surprised to find that their original life characteristics had become even more weird.

Symbolizing the concentration of the breath of the deep sea, the blood-red or golden-yellow cracks that are used to distinguish the highlands of strength have been replaced by some fleshy attachments.

There are also those changes in smell, which made it take a lot of time for these deep-sea ship girls to get used to.

When these deep-sea ship wives saw Arden and the Templars summoned by Arden, the feeling of imminence in their hearts made these deep-sea ship wives feel that their species seemed to have changed.

"Won't you summon a little more?" Izsha noticed the Templars standing back to back at the bottom of the Energy Crystal Tower.

"Just to place a coordinate, I have no plans to lay a new base in your base." Arden replied to Izza.

Compared to insects and humans, one is to breed from local materials, and the other is to build from local materials, the method of building a base for the star spirits is to teleport the built ones to the designated energy field.

No matter how large Arden's capacity is, there is a limit, and if these three Salvation Ships are allowed to be built, Arden's base must be the fastest at the beginning and the least in number later.

So far, Arden has only built a small half base in the 666 town guard, an outpost in the ruins of the town guard house 117, and a small hub in the governor's palace that connects to the stargate of the town guard house 666.

It's completely incomparable to Izza's own dominance nest upgraded to a top-of-the-line brood.

If it weren't for Arden's suppression, once a mother nest appeared on a planet, it would mean a maximum of ten days, and an army of alien insects would occupy every corner of the planet.

"What about you, Huberian?" Izsha asked Huberian, who was climbing on top of the psionic launcher and continuing to work as a welder.

"Me? I was going to make that governor's palace a control center, and then Arden wouldn't let ......," Huberian replied, pausing his work and lifting the mask over his head.

So far, apart from the ruins of the 117th Town Guard, Huberian and Arden have airdropped a few bunkers in their own ship space over the outpost, and there is no other opportunity to build a few Terran bases.

"Want to build a base with me?" Izsha asked Hyperion.

"And then occupied by Alexander?" Huberian said that he was not deceived? And as a Terran, even if you build a base, it's useless, the point is that you need manpower.

Compared with the full automation of the Star Spirit and the random protein of the insects that can rub out a bunch of bugs, the base of the Terran needs a large population.

When it was still the Tren Federation, some military experts proposed to use clones instead of grassroots soldiers, but unfortunately the research and development technology and cost of cloning were higher than the cost of neuromorphizing criminals, so this proposal was shelved.

This is not a big problem in the Koplustar District, where the total population of the human race is developing towards hundreds of billions, but it is a big problem in this world.

The training of a Marine is not done in 25 seconds to put on the power armor, and the phrase "learn 1+1=2 and you can get out of the barracks" is just used to complain that the combat effectiveness of these Marines is too low compared to the basic troops of the other two races.

And in addition to these grassroots soldiers, a base also needs a large number of logistics personnel, forcibly let the ordinary people of this world do these things, and the technological generation gap between the two worlds will make the forcibly established base vulnerable.

"Didn't you think of using those shipwives of this world, Huberian?" Izsha asked Hyperion.

“…… Hmm, that's a good idea......" Hyperion was silent for a moment, in fact, it is not impossible to extract the technical skills of those shipwives who are obsessed with the game "StarCraft: Inheritors from the Stars".

However, the speed of the ship's own body and habitual fighting style have made many of the Tren military technologies possessed by the Huberians more ineffective.

As mentioned before, if you don't talk about the Marines, no matter how powerful the Marauder's concussion missiles are, aside from the gravitational concussion ability that even Arden finds interesting, the firepower is on par with the power of an ordinary cruiser's main gun.

Not to mention the main guns of those battle cruisers and battleship mothers, even if the technical level is backward, but it is only in the rate of fire, hit rate and fire control system are relatively backward, and the firepower of a battleship mother in terms of power is no worse than the production version of the Thor walking mecha of Odin.

"I think Hebelian should have thought something wrong." Izsha reminded Huberian, "You can think of the native ships of this world as war machines that have come out of the heavy factory, and you just need to use your technology to put these war machines at the service." ”

"Huh? Isn't that what Arden is doing? Huberian said with some stunnedness.

"Oh? What did you do? Izsha asked Arden, who didn't know what she was thinking next to her, and was in a state of distraction.

"......" Arden, who came back to his senses, did not answer Izza's question immediately, but said to Hyperion:

"You Terrans have never thought about improving the strength of your body, and many times you have pinned your hopes on those tools, so it's normal for your thoughts to easily end up in a dead end."

"If it weren't for these tools, our Terrans would have been beaten down by you a long time ago." Huberian said stiffly.

"Recall the avant-garde that we transformed." Arden reminded Hyperion.

"She's not a ship...... Boat...... Hold the grass, it turns out that it can be like this!! Hubelion instantly realized why his thinking had gone into a misunderstanding.

The Terrans of the Tren Empire are weak in terms of physical fitness and the star spirits that specialize in the spiritual aspect, let alone the alien insects that specialize in the physical aspect.

Therefore, relying on various high-tech war equipment to increase the odds of victory has formed a fixed routine in Hyperion's mind.

However, the ship girls in this world, in terms of physical strength, those battleship girls who weigh tens of thousands of tons are all "supermen" who can throw thunder beasts far away in three or two strokes

Officially, this difference in physical fitness has led Hubelion into a mental dead end, but Arden and Izsha have no such obstacles.

For Star Spirits and Alien Insects, it is still very common for individual combat power to vary greatly.

As a result, Huberian found that since tools and human hands were difficult to match, the inhabitants of this world should be treated as tools.

Huberian, who had been unraveled in his thinking, immediately thought of a variety of avant-garde transformation methods, and they were pure Terran technology, but unfortunately even so......

"The problem is that I'm not the boss, Arden, are you willing to give me a ship, I'll try to form something like Alpha Squad or something." Hyperion looked interested.

"The deep-sea ships you renovated before are pretty good." Arden reminded Hyperion.

"Those group of social reform guys, in fact, that kind of is also a kind of auxiliary method, well, you can use them, I hope that when I go back, he didn't really consume them in the South Dakota." Hyperion was a little dissatisfied, but finally acceptable.

"And those shipwn-girl degenerates......" It seemed that Arden was letting the Huberian waste be reused, but before he finished speaking, Arden seemed to remember something from his own words and asked Izza:

"Is that Ancient Habitat named Chaser under your command?" (To be continued.) )