Chapter 66: The Wind Sees the Fragrance of Lost Magic
"Although there have been many gaffes before, I still want to say it - I am Bismarck, the crystallization of Deutsche Tech, please remember it, Admiral."
Bismarck, who was completely injured after signing the contract, put on a strict black uniform very black, and the iron cross logo on it with a deep black color made her whole person full of iron and blood - it is said that Lexington's clothes were also torn before, but after signing the contract, he also recovered with the injury, is the clothes also a part of the body........
Su Mo shook his head and put aside those puzzling thoughts, looking at Lexington and Bismarck, there was still a hint of relief in his heart: two rare and powerful prototype ships, or battleships and aircraft carriers that were the top among the prototype ships, Su Mo felt that he was not far from the goal of dominating the sea - it would be better if his own power could be liberated.
"By the way, Bismarck, what level are you now?"
As a former Asian marshal who sat down on the ship and was able to become a smart deep sea that coerced the sea, Su Mo felt that Bismarck's level was definitely not low, and his combat effectiveness must be equally amazing.
Bismarck was stunned for a moment, and then replied resolutely: "Report to the Admiral, my former rank was one hundred and eighty-two!" β
Quite an astonishing level, although Lexington said that it is common for large ships like battleships in prototype ships to be able to rise to level 180, but I don't know how many battles it takes to reach it, and all those who can come out of it are elites.
But.......
"Ever? Isn't that the case now? β
Su Mo asked keenly.
Bismarck nodded: "Although there has never been a precedent, but I am actually a ship girl who has sunk twice, and it is already surprising that I can survive, and others, like my rank, have not been retained at all, and the former strength has all disappeared, and now I am not much different from other first-class ship girls except for combat experience." β
There was no complaint or bitterness, although there was a slight regret, but looking at Bismarck's expression seemed to be very open-minded.
"Yes, I'm lucky enough to survive."
Su Mo looked at it even more, he chose to become a commander only because of the special rules of this world itself, and his true strength level had already surpassed that of a world, so he naturally would not panic because of these trivial things, and he would never feel that the ship girl was his only reliance.
The only one who can rely on is himself.
"Sir, now that Miss Bismarck and I have recovered, but we can't fight without resources, what should we do next?"
Lexington asked, she had always stood beside Su Mo and intimately supported his body - although with Su Mo's own physical fitness, even if he broke so many bones, his actions would not be affected much.
And Su Mo's original idea was to leave this island to find another port, and then seek development after obtaining resources there. But now that Bismarck had become his own ship, and the island was strictly his own trophy, he naturally had other ideas.
Thankfully, this island is special.......
"You say, this was actually a military port before, right?"
Su Mo asked.
The two women nodded.
"Then do you think that even if it has been bombed by the deep sea, it is possible that there are still materials left by the admiral here?"
"It's possible!"
Lexington was still pondering, but Bismarck's eyes were shining: "The deep sea generally does not go ashore to find resources, because the resources in the ocean are more abundant and it is easier for the deep sea to replenish in the sea." In addition, as a military port, each admiral will store his supplies in the safest places, and those places are often difficult to affect by ordinary bombing, I think it can be tried. And if we're lucky, the thing that once garrisoned the Admiral is still well preserved, we don't even need to contact the other ports, we'll be enough to defend this place ourselves!" β
Su Mo narrowed his eyes, it seemed to be okay?
.............................
When Su Mo and the three of them were searching the entire port ruins separately, there was another area far away.
Night, endless night. The sky is dotted with stars, and starlight is the only source of light in this land - this is the deep sea realm.
Yuka Kazami, who came out of the portal, appeared here.
Click-
The grinding sound of fluffy sand being squeezed.
β......β
Yuka lowered her head, her bright red eyes burning in the darkness that seemed to last forever, silently looking at the desert that spread uncontrollably on the ground.
There were no plants in sight, the temperature was unbearable, and the cold and dry wind was grinding the fragrant skin like a blade.
She raised her right hand and clenched her fist, the power contained in that hand was still strong enough for most ordinary people, and even for most strong people, but only she knew how weak she was now.
"Is this the real world you've created?"
The woman in the red dress gracefully held up the delicate parasol and walked aimlessly forward with the wind on her back.
A long trail of shallow footprints remained on the soft sand, but were soon re-concealed by the howling of the cold wind. No one knows exactly how much is buried in this desert or how long it has been around.
Kazami Yuka doesn't want to know.
What she wanted to know, this desert couldn't give.
The desert is not large, and the strong winds that blow from the inland to the ocean all year round make it still have no precipitation even if it is right next to the ocean, and the dryness is outrageous, or fortunately the area never shines on the sun, otherwise the scorching heat of the big fireball may be a greater test for the creatures struggling to survive in it.
Although they already have enough patience and vitality.
A small lizard is like this, its whole body is covered with scaly armor that is harder than its counterparts in other regions, which helps it better lock in water and reduce water loss. It had just caught a tiny beetle, the only thing it had had picked up in months, and that little bit of protein and water would probably be all it could have for the months before it encountered another beetle.
Boom ββ!!!!
The sudden flash of light and explosion made its body tremble, and then it ran for its life at the expense of a great deal of precious energyβbecause there was another fierce battle in the ocean not far away, and its instinct told it not to stay long.
Boom ββ!!!!
Another massive explosion blew the water up, and soon fell silent.
Fighting in the dark always begins abruptly and ends lifelessly.
It didn't take long for a girl floating on the surface of the sea to be washed up to the shore by the waves, not moving.
With hip-length silver hair, her face was as pale as paper, and her fiery figure was only worn by purple and black clothes in the vital places, and the broken pitch-black ship suit lay beside her, silent.
She is a deep-sea, battleship, and because of her hideous outfit like a sea dragon, she is called the Iron Sea Dragon.
I don't know if she's alive or dead.
Click-
The sound of feet stepping on the sand sounded beside her.
Kazami Yuka looked at her condescendingly, without the slightest emotion in her eyes.
"Is that so?"
After a long time, she muttered to herself, with a sneer hooked at the corner of her mouth: "So this is your trick?" β
Her gaze had shifted to the sea, not far away from the visible area of the sun, where the boundary line was constantly advancing towards her.
"Interesting."
The moment she turned around, the sun fell on her.
"Huh?"
On the ocean, the ship's mother who gradually receded from the smoke was stunned.
"What's wrong? Is there anything there? β
The comrade-in-arms beside him asked.
"I don't know, I think I saw a woman there just now?"
She pointed to the shore, her face full of confusion.
The comrade-in-arms followed her finger and looked at it, and his eyes flashed with color.
"It's so pretty......."
The shore, which was supposed to be a desert, was overgrown with beautiful flowers and full of colors.
"But there's really no one, have you looked away?"
The girl smiled: "Let's go, let's go back and talk to the Admiral, this sea area has been attacked by us!" β
β........ Uh, uh! β
Her eyes were full of doubt.
She remembered that she had indeed seen a woman in a bright red dress standing there, leaning sideways with a contemptuous look in her eyes.
She remembered that when the sun first fell, the coast was all desolate sand.
Why is it there, it blooms?
Where did that person go?