The structure of the battleship Noria is amazing, and its sophisticated equipment and wiring make Mo Ran feel bright, but the consequence of this tight equipment installation is a huge trouble for maintenance, and in many places it is even necessary to disassemble multiple layers of equipment to check for problems. So on the battleship Noria, there are drones and marine engineers repairing everywhere. As the mid-range force of the battleship, the battleship Noria needed to be rigorously repaired and inspected.

This is not something that can be done in a few days or a dozen days, but it takes a lot of time and effort to ensure the integrity of each device. But what makes people anxious now is that Starport is only a fortress on the front line, and it does not include the manufacture of key parts of warships, so the tenth district of Starport is so important. And those simple parts are also very easy to maintain.

"In fact, this kind of maintenance is still very troublesome, and if it is in a large disassembly and maintenance plant, this kind of maintenance is much simpler. After all, large dismantling and maintenance plants are built in the universe, and while they are easy to dismantle, they can also provide more machine and engineer repairs. Mo Ran said softly.

Of course, this has been thought about for a long time. But this is the front line, not the rear safety. The dismantling plant is large and has weak protection. In the event of an attack, the damage is the greatest. Mi'er replied in a low voice. Because she had copied her data to the terminal on Mo Ran's wrist, she could now appear by Mo Ran's side at any time. As for the data on the Moran, Mi'er will delete it herself.

"However, there are still a few small dismantling plants in Starport, but they are not suitable for ships of the size of destroyers and battleships." Mi'er added.

Of course, Mo Ran was not familiar with such a thing, and he nodded when he heard Mi'er's explanation. The battleship is huge, and Mo Ran is also observing all the way. Most of the places are robots repairing damaged hulls, and only when they hurt the interior are they inspected by marine engineers.

Mo Ran stood in a huge gap, which was supposed to be a huge wound caused by a kinetic projectile, and several drones were mending the gap. However, due to the lack of materials, the speed of repair is very slow. Mo Ran saw that these drones were carrying three or four square boxes, and then fixed themselves on the edge of the gap, mending them little by little. And through this gap, Mo Ran also saw countless lines and pipes hidden under each deck. These require marine engineers to repair them, but by this time most of them have been called in to repair the bridge first.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Just as Moran noticed the damage around him, Nolia walked over. Her tall boots make rhythmic strides on the floor. Then he came to Mo Ran's side and followed Mo Ran's gaze to look at the broken battleship.

Mo Ran didn't know how to answer this sentence. But this battleship definitely experienced a terrible battle. Because of this gap in front of him alone, at least dozens of hatches had to be closed urgently, as well as a large number of emergency maintenance robots.

"If it weren't for it, we wouldn't have come back." Noria muttered, and then she looked farther away, in the middle of the entire Fourth District, where the console was. The console in the center is a good way to coordinate the movement of all the ships around it, and it is in the shape of a silver vertical round tower, and countless dust-like vehicles are moving back and forth below.

"Battleships are our home." Mo Ran whispered. In the universe, a battleship is everyone's home. If their homes are destroyed, then they will have nowhere to go. In some large-scale battlefields, there is not much time for personnel to escape, so to speak, the ship is in the people, and the ship is destroyed and people are killed.

Nolia raised her eyebrows slightly, Mo Ran's words spoke to the bottom of her heart.

"Captain, why do you want me to stay on the flagship, I guess it's better for me to be in my post?" Moran wondered why Nolia would let herself come to her flagship. "At least at my post I can fight, not ...... here"

"What here?" Nolia chuckled, then walked to the side bulkhead and leaned in, not caring about the stains on the bulkhead behind her.

He didn't know what words he should use, so he didn't know what he was going to say for a while. "Are you here to sit and eat and wait for death?" Nolia asked with a smile.

Mo Ran was silent, and he agreed to use such a word to describe his current self.

"Mo Ran, I lost a lot of important comrades in this battle." Nolia's voice was soft, like a whisper. He made Mo Ran a little stunned, and turned to look at Captain Noria, not knowing why she said this, but he chose to continue listening. "If, if given the chance, I hope they will be able to come back safely."

"This is war, there is no way." Mo Ran really didn't know how to answer Nolia's emotions, and the person who said that there was no way was often the most cold-blooded existence. Mo Ran couldn't understand Nolia's emotions, but when he thought of what happened on Pluto and Red Ice, he could understand a little. But this is war, what can they do to change?

"I investigated, where are you from?" Nolia asked. Hearing this question, Mo Ran's scalp tingled. Isn't simulation combat a program? Why ask such a question all of a sudden.

Seeing Mo Ran's expression, Nolia withdrew her gaze. He was a little suspicious before, and went to check Mo Ran's information, but found that there was no information about him at all, and he just asked his subordinates to check Mo Ran, and found that many of Mo Ran's equipment were old versions and models. And these devices should have been discontinued a long time ago. Although there is an order from the Mo Ran in the control room, there is very little information. If it weren't for the war, these problems would have been discovered long ago. But also because of the war, the console is completely overloaded with things to deal with on a daily basis.

As for the transfer order of the Moran, Nolia could not find out, that is, the first two operations of the Moran were not issued by the console. After thinking about this, Nolia felt that she should have a good talk with Mo Ran. She was not stupid, when she went to call Mo Ran that day, she had already beaten so many times and didn't wake up, so she almost broke his bones, ordinary people couldn't bear this pain at all, but it took him a while to wake up.

Then he thought of what had been said before, that this world did not really exist, but was an advanced program, but they could not understand it at all. And now, it seems, the answers to all her questions are in front of her, a place where she can reach with just one hand. With her hands clasped around her chest, she was staring at Mo Ran, waiting for his answer.

However, at this moment, Mill appeared from behind Nolia and reached out to draw a symbol in front of Noria. Captain Noria looked at the symbol, and then his eyes gradually lost their light, and he looked completely blank.

"What's going on?" Mo Ran was a little confused.

"Autonomous thinking in advanced programs can occasionally give birth to an uncontrollable kind of coding." Mi'er said in a deep voice, and then Mi'er stretched out her hand and swiped, and Nolia floated, and then slowly fell to the floor. "The probability of this kind of problem is very small." Mi'er stepped forward, and then tapped a few times on Captain Noria, who was already blank. "Just because it's a little chance doesn't mean it's not, and we just want to keep them from doubting as much as possible."

Mo Ran frowned slightly, watching Mi'er's skillful movements. "And who are you?"

"I'm your supervisor of simulated warfare, and while observing your combat methods and battlefield control capabilities, I'm giving you missions, but now it's out of my control." Miel reached out and closed Captain Noria's eyes. "After all, the randomness of advanced simulations can bring a lot of unexpected changes, and things that go beyond the task can happen at any time."

Mi'er stood up. "You don't have to worry about me, just continue your mock battle." Mi'er replied simply. "You're one of the best people I've ever taught."

Looking at Mi'er in front of him, Mo Ran nodded. "What is her current state?" Mo Ran couldn't help but ask Captain Noria who was lying on the ground. He could see Captain Noria's heaving chest, and it was clear that she was still alive.

"Modifying her state, modifying some of her autonomy a little, didn't hurt her." Mi'er replied, "By the way, her program has also been modified a bit. This will not hinder the progress of the simulation battle in the future. Speaking of this, Mi'er tapped a few times on the panel in his hand.

Mo Ran nodded, wanting to leave here directly, but it didn't seem good to think about it, and it would be a bit troublesome to leave Captain Noria here alone. After hesitating for a moment, Mo Ran just squatted down and hugged Captain Nolia up, she still had some weight. Maybe it's because her left arm is made entirely of metal!

All the way to the door of Captain Noria's bedroom, when Captain Noria approached, the nano door opened automatically, and Mo Ran glanced through the nano door like a water curtain, and then carried Captain Noria into her room.

The room is not very big, and a lot of information is scattered around. A somewhat dim light lit up the small room as Captain Noria entered.

If Mo Ran wasn't sure he hadn't gone wrong, he would have wondered if he had entered the wrong room.

It was not at all like a battleship captain's room, it looked more like the room of an ordinary battleship officer.

There were a lot of materials and panels on the table and floor, and Moran gently placed Captain Noria on the small bed that could only hold her alone. This room is not even as good as the one assigned to him, except for the nano door at the door, which can reflect the identity of the captain, it is really difficult to connect it with the unconscious captain on the bed.