In the past, Shang Rafter did not believe in gods and ghosts, but it was not until the end of the day came and angels and demons appeared that he became suspicious. However, the scene that is happening in front of his eyes now convinces him that there are really ghosts in this world!

Because he's gone to hell in broad daylight!!

Shang Rafter watched as Fantasy walked into the resource warehouse with the dented oil drum two meters away from him, and watched as Fantasy gently placed the oil drum in his arms on top of another oil barrel...... Everything that happened here was very scientific and normal, but the next second when I wanted to release my hand from the wall of the oil drum, everything was unscientific and abnormal.

The oil drum that was in the base is gone! Well...... Disappeared from the repository to be exact. Well, it can't be said to be gone, it just goes back to where it came from.

In other words, in the blink of an eye, Shang Rafter was carried into the resource warehouse by Utopia, and the oil drum that should have been placed on top of another oil drum returned to the position where Utopia picked it up without any external force.

"This ...... This...... Is there a ghost or an oil bucket that has been cultivated into a great magician and ordered the teleportation skill?! ”

Rubbing his eyes vigorously, Shang Rafter looked at the location of the oil drum again. That's right, it really teleported! And the position of the teleportation is extremely accurate, without the slightest deviation! The snow marks on the ground fit perfectly!

"Lord Admiral, what you said is right, the resource warehouse is really full."

Utopia turned around and playfully stuck out his little tongue at the stunned Shang Rafter.

Come on...... It's not a problem with the resource repository being full at all, is it?! The point is wrong, hey!

"Boom! Boom! ”

Shang Rafter, who was complaining frantically in his heart, walked to the side of the oil drum that teleported back, reached out and knocked on the wall of the oil barrel.

The metallic one doesn't respond when it knocks, it doesn't look like an oil drum that has been cultivated into a refined spirit, and it doesn't seem to be a problem with the oil barrel.

After ruling out the suspicion of oil drums, the merchant rafter walked to the outer wall of the resource warehouse and took a look.

Could it be that the resource warehouse has become refined? Can you spit out the oil drum?

All right...... If the resource warehouse had become refined, it would have eaten the fantasy that was still in its "belly", and I would definitely do it instead!

The rafter dispels suspicion of the repository of resources with a gentleman's characteristic thinking circuit.

Closing his eyes and opening his eyes, he opened the Admiral's file:

Name: Shang Rafter/Mourning Rafter

Grade: LV30

Military rank: Non-commissioned officer of the fourth class

Affiliation: Dawning Town Guard

Force: Doom Fleet

Resources: 12,400 bullets, 108137 oil, 820683 steel, 58,780 aluminum

Ship Niang: Tirpitz (LV25); Bismarck (LV24) Utopian (LV19); Firefly (LV12); Dawn (LV17); Hibiki (LV16); Ray (LV16); electricity (LV13); Saratoga (LV18); Lexington (LV18)

Deep Sea: Minato Suhime (LV25)

Elf: Kurumi Tokizaki (LV28)

Staring at the number of resources displayed on the Admiral's file, Shang Rafter compared the elementary school arithmetic on the snow: 12400 + 108137 + 820683 + 58780 = 1000000

There are no more, no less, just 1 million resources in the resource warehouse......

"1 million? This really can't be stuffed, the resources are bursting......"

Raising his head, Shang Rafter looked at the resource warehouse with an emotional expression, "It turns out that you are not a bottomless pit?" A full 1,000,000 resources...... I've stuffed you. ”

For this inexplicable and unscientific resource warehouse that can hold more than 800,000 units of steel ingots like various space equipment in anime novels, Shang Rafter has always wanted to know where its limit is, and now he finally knows.

"Fantasy-chan, you can put all the remaining barrels of fuel into the construction factory, it would be a waste of land to leave that place empty anyway. Well...... Now that the temperature is so low, the fuel is not easy to volatilize in the tank of that quality, so let's put the bulk fuel in the tanker on the ship first. ”

Pointing to the construction factory not far away, Shang Rin decisively asked the elementary school students to carry the fuel there, so a large piece of empty land is a pure waste, waste is a shameful act, and now it is just right to use it to make a cameo appearance in the warehouse.

"Sora wants to know! Lord Admiral. ”

Fantasy agreed, picked up the bucket of fuel that was "spit out" by the resource warehouse and ran to the construction factory.

"Slow ......"

"Wow!"

Before the word "dot" in Shang Rafter's mouth could be spoken, the fantasy fell as expected.

Holding a bucket of fuel that can block the view, dare to run so fast in the snow? Hehehe...... It's strange if you don't fall!

"How many times has this been?"

Xiao student covered his forehead and asked Xiangye.

"The ninth."

After a pause, Xiang Ye added two more words: "Afternoon." ”

"Is your fantasy itching again?"

Horse monkey soju firefly scratches his head with the magic wand in his hand. Why is it that fantasy is more itchy than me?

The black line on Shang Rafter's forehead hung down: After lunch, he has fallen nine times in the past few hours?! Fantasy sauce, you're really a relative of Qi Luno's circle nine, right?! That dent on the oil drum is also a mark of something bumping when you fall, right?! Oil Barrel ...... As the admiral who transported your ship, I sincerely express my heartfelt apologies to you - I'm really sorry for hurting you! My family's fantasy sauce is a fake fall little princess, I'm really sorry!

Shang Rafter was glad that it was winter and there was a thick layer of snow on the ground, otherwise he would have dreamed of carrying oil drums full of fuel like this...... You have to go into the canal for half a day to transport it once, right?

Speechless to speechless, egg pain to egg pain, my own ship mother fell, I still want to go up and help it.

After trotting up to pull the fantasy up from the snow, Shang Rafter patted the snow powder on the fake little princess, "Fantasy-chan, are you okay?" ”

"Hey, hey...... The ground was too slippery. ”

Let the Admiral help him clean up the snow powder on his body, and smirk embarrassedly.

"Smack!"

"Woohoo!"

slapped the fantasy little fart heavily, and Shang Rafter glared at the elementary school student who exclaimed angrily: "Do you know it's too slippery?" ”

"Don't run, use walking. I'm going with you to build the factory. ”

"Okay......"

Ignoring the aggrieved eyes of fantasy, Shang Rafter decided to look at this little Lori who was not good at learning all the way and went to build a factory together. Isn't the best and fastest solution to resource explosion be to build, build, build? In front of the construction that can't be stopped, let alone a million resources, another million can be defeated. Belch...... Well, that's in the game.

Since I want to try the formula and consume a little bit of liquidated resources, then I'll try it out first with 999×4!

Well, it's such a happy decision!