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"Admiral!"

"Admiral, get up!"

"Admiral, I'm going to give you a taste of the acid torpedo!"

A thick, cold, iron-smelling thing was stuffed into his mouth, startling Roy and coming to his senses.

He took out the unknown object in his mouth and looked at it: "Pocket torpedo, what the hell?!" ”

"Foolish Admiral, breakfast is ready, wash up and eat while it's hot. The annual assessment team of the Navy Command is still ten days away, and if you continue to be so lazy and fail the assessment, you will have to go back and sell oden! ”

A girl with long silver hair stood at the head of the bed, her ruby eyes were full of dissatisfaction, and she looked like she hated iron but not steel.

It seemed like a wonderful thing to have a tsundere girl wake up, but Roy just nodded: "Oh, got it." ”

"Hmph, it's good to know! I'm going to train, Admiral, please take care of yourself. ”

The girl turned and left, leaving only a faint fragrance in the room.

Roy's expression suddenly became richer, and he sighed to himself: "I really crossed over!" ”

He remembered that not long ago, when he was lying in bed in his apartment, in pain from "cosmic radiation syndrome", an unfamiliar voice sounded in his head.

It bills itself as a "multiverse intelligence complex" and is looking for a partner. It would allow Roy to heal his tormented body and gain unimaginable power to take revenge on the enemies who had brought him to such a desperate end.

However, the premise is that Roy must first sign a contract and then travel to other planes to complete the assigned mission.

Desperate, Roy didn't think about it, so he signed a contract with this mysterious being.

Then, after a brief loss of consciousness, Roy finds himself in a new world.

"I thought it was just a hallucination due to my illness, but I didn't expect it to be true......"

Roy got up and got out of bed, and he found that his body was actually rejuvenated, and it was no longer the state where he had to use all his strength to take two steps.

He surveyed the room.

Wardrobe, desk, coffee table, single bed, the whole room is simple enough to meet the needs of life. On the bedside table is a framed picture of a dozen heroic young men in military uniforms, including Roy.

"Commemoration of the 67th Graduation of the Command Major of Dalian International Naval Academy."

A large number of newly implanted memories flooded up, giving Roy a preliminary understanding of his new identity and the new world he had traversed.

After graduating from military school, he joined the Admiralty of the League of Nations and became an honorable Admiral, the most revered profession in the human world today, commanding shipwives to fight deep-sea dwelling ships and defend the guardians of human civilization.

About 100 years ago, a dark force emerged in the south-central Pacific Ocean that later generations called "Chaos". This black power spreads rapidly from the depths of the ocean, and everywhere it goes, it becomes an untouchable realm of death for human beings. What's even more terrifying is that from the polluted ocean, a monster called a deep-sea perch was born.

Deep-sea habitat ships have far more firepower, protection, maneuverability, and a hair-raising number than human warships. After several naval battles, mankind completely lost its sea supremacy.

What's even more terrifying is that under the leadership of the deep-sea perching ship, the sea area polluted by the forces of chaos has rapidly expanded, and even spread to the land.

In order to deal with the threat of the deep sea, the countries have integrated their global defense forces and formed a new organization, the League of Nations. The League of Nations used nuclear weapons to destroy a deep-sea fleet. Through the study of the wreckage of deep-sea habitat ships, mankind gradually understood the power of chaos and developed a new weapon that can fight against deep-sea habitat ships.

And girls who meet certain conditions and can operate the ship's outfit to fight with the deep-sea habitat ship are called ship mothers.

The tsundere girl who fed Roy an acid torpedo just now was a ship lady named Cong Yun, who was the initial ship he got when he graduated from the Naval Academy.

After gradually digesting the new memories, pieces of information gradually appeared in Roy's mind.

"For the first time travel mission, according to the additional clause of Article 186 of the contract, your body will be restored to a healthy state in this world."

"Under the terms of Clause 201 of the contract, you gain initial expertise based on your profession and knowledge."

"You've got a rightful identity, please integrate into the world as soon as possible."

Immediately afterward, Roy receives a prompt: "You've gained a specialty: Metal Manipulation." ”

He graduated from a prestigious university in Roy, has three master's degrees in metal materials engineering, mechanical engineering, and electrical automation, and has worked as a senior engineer in the largest military industrial enterprise in the federation "Atlas United". If it weren't for that accident, his life would have been good......

Well, aside, at least the "metal manipulation" specialty matches Roy's lifelong experience with metal machines.

After receiving the newcomer benefits, Roy also received the mission instructions.

"Main Quest: Admiral's Path."

"The goal of the first phase of the mission: to form a fleet with at least six ships."

"Completion Reward: 200 Points."

There are two criteria for the performance evaluation of the Admiral by the Command Appraisal Panel: fleet construction and town guard management. For ordinary admirals, it is not difficult to pass this annual routine assessment. But Roy is an exception.

Unlike the ordinary admiral's lofty goal of "building a powerful fleet, defeating the deep sea, gaining military exploits, and protecting mankind", Roy only thinks about developing a superweapon and solving the deep-sea habitat ship once and for all.

After graduating from the Naval Academy, he devoted all his energy and resources to weapons development, did not build a new ship, and neglected to manage and maintain the town guard.

In this situation, it is almost impossible for him to pass the annual assessment in ten days.

"Forget it, since I have been assigned such an identity, then this mess can only be cleaned up in person." Despite the dire situation, Roy is not complaining or discouraged. For a terminally ill patient, there is no more to be desired of having a chance to regain his life.

If you want to pass the annual assessment and keep your qualifications as admirals, instead of being sent to the logistics department to move bricks, you have to repair the town guard mansion and form a fleet with enough strength in just ten days.

The basis for all of this is resources.

However, Roy knew that the warehouse in the town guard was so poor that he didn't even have a steel wire, and he had to find another way.

Miss Cong Yun is Roy's initial ship, and now the only shipwreck under his command, so she naturally shoulders the responsibility of the secretary ship. Although she has a tsundere personality and talks about "stupid admiral" all day long, she still takes care of Roy's daily life with all her heart. In such a scarce situation, three meals a day can also prepare nutritious and balanced meals for Roy.

Roy took out a few dusty tomes from the bookcase, and flipped through them as he enjoyed the breakfast prepared by the secretary ship's hostess, dried salted fish with chazuke.

It was the first time in a year and a half that Roy had eaten in good health, so he ate with relish despite the coarse food. However, when he thought of Miss Cong Yun following him every day to live this kind of coarse tea and light meal, Luo Yi felt unbearable.

Isn't it a man's duty to let cute girls live a good life?

"I've decided!" After the meal, Roy also skimmed through several resource books and had a plan in mind.

He walked to the central control hall.

This is the core of the entire town guard, and it is the lifeblood of the admiral.

Directly south of the hall sits a huge machine covering an area of hundreds of square meters, with various pipelines of different thicknesses winding on the pitch-black shell, and various dense indicators and dashboards, which make people with dense phobia faint at a glance.

This huge steampunk-style machine is called the "General Builder", which the Admiral can use to build ships or develop equipment.

Directly in the center of the hall facing the complex is a console full of futuristic technology with a huge particle projection display.

A complete set of equipment, including the integrated construction machine and the central console, forms the "Admiral System". Relying on this system, the Admiral can manage his fleet, resources, and town guards very intuitively and conveniently, as simple as playing a game.

It's just that this whole system was invented by the International Alliance when it reverse-engineered the technology of deep-sea habitat ships and integrated them into the science of chaotic energy, and ordinary people can't use it at all. Only those who have undergone special training, possess strong mental power and willpower, can resist the influence of chaotic energy on the brain, and successfully establish a spiritual connection with the entire system, are eligible to use it. And such a person is the Admiral.

Roy sat in a chair in front of the center console with a fingerprint reader in his left hand.

"System starts."

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge spiritual torrent poured into his brain. Roy took a deep breath and allowed himself to adjust to this wonderful change as quickly as possible. At the same time, an interactive interface appeared on the display. Roy can use his consciousness to manipulate this interface to manage his fleet and the Guardhouse.

"State of Resources."

As soon as Roy's thought moved, a row of data appeared on the display.

"Fuel: 11; Ammunition: 22; Steel: 0; Aluminum: 0; Material: 0......"

Not only ordinary resources for construction, but also special resources such as quick-fix barrels, all of which are about to bottom out.

However, for this dilemma, Roy has long been prepared. He ordered: "Bring over all the discarded equipment in the warehouse." ”

In the past, in order to develop a secret weapon against deep-sea habitat ships, he wasted an unknown amount of resources, but only got a mountain of discarded goods. Now, he has only one way to go.

After a while, there was a noise outside the gate. Dozens of palm-sized humanoids carried oddly shaped pieces of metal into the hall.