After completing all the neurological transformation work that South Dakota gave to his deep-sea ship mother, he also felt a little tired with the physical fitness of the interstellar battleship of Hyperion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because the work of nerve transformation is a meticulous work, and there is a little mistake and omission, the best result of the goal of nerve transformation will become a plant ship.

For example, even if Hyperion is already very serious, there are still four or five unlucky guys who have been completely spoiled by these dozens of toyed deep-sea ships.

There is also one that was directly hung up, and in terms of proportion, this is already three times higher than the success rate of the nerve modification technology of the Tren Empire, which shows that the technology of Hyperion is also excellent.

Huberian blew on the muzzle of the little revolver he had just used, and after stuffing the gun into his coat pocket, he asked the "social reform boats" who were standing in several rows:

"Where's your clothes?"

One of the neurologically modified deep-sea ships that was the default leader replied directly without hesitation: "We didn't have the qualifications to wear clothes before. ”

Being able to shout this kind of thing in the tone of reporting the war situation means that these nerve-modified guys can do it.

"Oh" was not surprising to Hubelion in this way of answering, but the socially reformed Marines in her hometown had done more exaggerated things.

The military commanders of the Tren Empire have habitually ignored the strange character of those "social reformers", anyway, this kind of neurological modification is said to bring crime and punishment back into society, in fact, this technology is mostly used to allow these soldiers to perform some mortal missions.

Huberian withdrew a canvas from his ship's space, which looked like it was used to cover the cargo, threw it on the ground, and said to the ship:

"Tear it yourself, average points."

So a few minutes later, these deep-sea ship girls barely covered several parts of their bodies with strips of cloth of similar materials.

After all, Hyperion is not a professional cargo ship, and she doesn't have a lot of these things in her body, and she doesn't plan to waste too many resources on these social reform ships, so she takes them out in the garbage heap.

So these deep-sea ship girls are all in the style of modern primitives.

"You know what to do with these guys." Huberian asked, pointing to the few "failures" on the ground that she had just killed.

After nodding in unison, the leading deep-sea ship replied again, "But I need the permission of Lord Qihime." ”

After transforming the nervous system of these deep-sea inhabitants, Huberian did not erase the imprint of South Dakota on them, or the evaluation of Huberian's ability could not get rid of this thing for the time being.

So these deep-sea ship wives still regard South Dakota as their leader, and Hyperion's identity is about the commander.

And in addition to the social reformers in Huberion's world, who basically don't remember what they have done, these deep-sea ship girls still remember what they looked like a few hours ago, but after being reshaped, they look at their past behavior completely as spectators.

"That's fine." Anyway, South Dakota is also a subordinate of Arden, and he is parallel to Hyperion in terms of position, well, maybe a little worse than Hyperion, so Hyperion is not worried about these things.

After giving a few more random orders, Hyperion stretched and asked the Autumn Wind Pier beside him, "Are you tired?" ”

"It's okay" Autumn Wind Pier, which only does physical work throughout the whole process, does not feel tired.

Huberian, who knew why the Autumn Wind Pier would say this, sighed and said, "I'm tired, if Alexander comes to me now, I may capsize, let's rest first." ”

"What about them?" The pier of the autumn wind pointed to those deep-sea ship mothers and said.

"Whatever, it's a toy anyway, isn't it, but I prefer the current toy, which is much better than before." Hyperion said indifferently.

"Hmm" Autumn Wind Pier didn't say any more opinions, these deep seas have been given to Hyperion by South Dakota, and how to deal with it is Hyperion's business.

"How many do you want?" Hyperion asked to the Autumnwind Mound.

"Not interested." Autumn Wind Pier shook his head and added, "Not to my liking. ”

"What appetite?" Hyperion asked with some curiosity, she had a "appetite" that the Autumn Wind Mound spoke of was not the same as the "appetite" she knew.

"I don't like to eat this kind of food, and of course, if I'm too hungry, I don't force the taste." Sure enough, the appetite of the Autumn Wind Pier is a real appetite, not some other explanation of the festival.

"Ahem, when you eat food like this in the future, it's best not to eat it in front of me" Huberian, who had such an expression on his face, continued: "Although I'm used to seeing those alien insects eat, I still can't accept it psychologically, who made me still a human warship." ”

"Hmm" Autumn Wind Pier nodded and said, this Flood Demon Battleship does not have the habit of eating in public, because the memory of the UNSC battleship retained in the body makes it difficult for Autumn Wind Pier to accept his behavior.

The conversation between Huberian and the Autumn Wind Pier did not hide the deep sea ship girls, but even if these deep sea ship girls understood what the autumn wind dun meant by "appetite", their expressions did not change in the slightest.

This is the advantage of the Tren Empire's neural transformation technology, even if Hubelian now lets the Autumn Wind Pier eat a few ships, the deep-sea ship lady who was chosen as a snack will accept her fate very calmly.

When Hyperion and Autumnwind Pier reported to Arden to finish the work they had just completed, Nandako, who was telling Arden what to look out for when going deep into the Deep Sea Camp, asked:

"So, Hubelian, what are you going to do next?"

"It's good to use as a charging soldier, but I don't want to be the commander of a deep-sea fleet, so you can watch it go with Nandakota." Hyperion stretched out his hands, as if he was going to be a shopkeeper.

"Well, stay in my harbor then." Nandakota nodded and said.

"Use them as soon as possible, the sooner this kind of social reform is consumed, the better." Hyperion reminded of something.

"Why do you say that?" South Dakota had planned to keep the deep sea in his home port to study what the Huberians were doing.

"Speaking of experience." Hyperion said with a smile on his face.

"Well, okay." South Dakota replied perceptively.

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