This was Guardian's Residence No. 233 in the North Pole Continent, a desolate land that had been abandoned for many years.
The Guardian's Residence was built on the Eternal Glacier. It was about six kilometers long and wide. Abandoned buildings could be seen everywhere on the ice sheet. The thirty fuel tanks had been deformed due to lack of maintenance. The two runways and the large hangar were covered in snow.
Half of the houses in the garrison and command center had collapsed, allowing the cold wind to blow. The living area was a low-rise bungalow, and traces of life could be seen through the windows.
Looking at the large docks and deep-water ports on the island, one could understand the glory of the past. At least six regular aircraft carriers and hundreds of escort ships were stationed here. There were some frozen wood beside the docks and some broken aircraft carriers.
However, for some reason, this originally bustling super military port had been abandoned, and the ship ladies stationed here did not know where to go.
At the top of the tall lighthouse, a big sister was looking at the sea out of boredom. She had a huge G-cup, an unscientific slim waist, and her flaxen long hair fell directly to the ground, disappearing into the snow.
"My name is Nan Zhongling. I was originally a pure man. Eighteen centimeters, two hours, pile driver. It was only after I transmigrated that everything changed.”
Other people transmigrated to become commanders, but he... Oh no, she transmigrated and became a ship girl.
There was not a single intact house here, and there were no ready-made supplies, not to mention the Internet and other ship girls.
This was a magically modified world that was a mix of Ship R, Ship C, and Ship B. The time span spanned from before World War I to the end of the Cold War. For 200 years, warships had been born as Ship Maidens. Of course, most of them were from World War II, and only a few were from the sub-era.
In the second era, the ship maiden was extremely powerful and rare. Even if a huge amount of resources were invested in the construction device, it was difficult to win. Only rich areas in Asia, Europe, and the United States would try to build it. In places like the North Pole…
None of the Guardians were rich, and no one would try to build a next-generation ship maiden.
Even if no one took the initiative to build it, a new elite ship girl with god-level martial strength still appeared, and she was the protagonist of this article.
Three hours ago.
" I am the starting point of the new era of the Republic Fleet. My mission is to head for the ocean and target Deep Blue.”
"The first ship of the Type 055 guided missile destroyer, Nanling Prosperity, has been put into active service! Commander…"
"Eh? Where's the commander?"
According to the settings, every ship lady had to bring her own lines when she appeared. After Brother Nan finished speaking in an awe-inspiring manner, he realized that he was born on the ocean. There was no Guardian's Residence or commander around him. Only the polar bear cast a curious look.
She was a wild ship maiden, probably a senior who died here in battle. Her soul core absorbed the resources in the sea, and as time passed, she was slowly born.
After staying on the spot for a while and making sure that no one was coming to take him away, Brother Chennan could only find his own way out. Then, he arrived at the dilapidated Guardian's Residence No. 233 in the North Pole.
She had to be both a ship's mother and a commander. It felt like she was playing the polar survival game again. Why did she have to be born in the Arctic? Ah! (making groundhog noises)
No matter how loud she made a sound, there was only the sound of her stomach growling in response. She had run out of fuel and ammunition.
There were only a few supplies in his Dimensional Pocket. The novice gift bag was pathetically stingy. There were 30 Oil Steel Bullets and one Soul Core.
For a modern 10,000-ton destroyer, this little thing was not even enough to fill the gaps between the teeth!
She was just an ordinary person with a strong body due to the lack of supplies. Of course, even if she didn't have any ship equipment with her, others could still recognize that she was a ship girl through her unscientific 2D figure.
Brother Chennan wanted to look at his belly, but he realized that his vision was blocked because the oppai was too big…Although he enjoyed watching it, it was really a hindrance.
We can't continue to be idle like this. As hardworking Chinese ship girls, we have to work hard in farming no matter what game we play. When others are still living in the polar regions, we should be heading towards a well-off life.
The first thing she had to solve was the problem of food and accommodation. Chennan did not eat his little supplies. She planned to go to the construction room and use the lowest formula to make a destroyer. Wouldn't it be great if she could run an expedition to earn money?
One meal for a year, or one day for a lifetime? Brother Nan chose the most correct option when faced with the question of right and wrong.
She did not think that she was really sitting on the lighthouse and looking at the sea out of boredom. In fact, in the past few hours, she had carefully identified every building in the Guardian's Residence. There was a row of construction rooms beside the dock. Compared to other buildings, they were still in good condition. They might even be usable.
Jumping down from the high lighthouse, the hull that was set to be more than 10,000 tons actually did not create a pit on the ground?？？
It was indeed the unscientific Two-Thorned Salamander world.
Guardian's Residence No. 233 had an entire row of ten construction rooms. Eight of them were broken, and the other two were in normal condition.
He forcefully opened the frozen door and found that the room was spotless and clean. There was no air leakage, and the temperature was much higher than the thermos outside.
Thermometer: -15 degrees Celsius.
"Yes, it's considered very warm." Brother Chennan muttered to himself and quickly closed the door.
This construction room was temporarily his residence. This was the most well-preserved place in the entire Guardian's Residence. If the heating equipment was still working normally, it should be very comfortable.
The sci-fi style construction tool was simple to operate. It only had five funnel-shaped entrances and a button. First, throw in the core, then throw in all the resources pitifully. Thirty, thirty, start construction!
The number on the screen began to jump. The construction time was one hour and fifteen minutes.
Brother Nan scratched his head. It seemed that there were no destroyer students at this time. They should all be light cruisers, such as Qiong Mei, Ya Gun, Jin Kela, and Oh, right, Kirov. It was not the airship in the red alert, but a light cruiser built by the Russians before World War II.
Light cruisers during World War II also ate very little. Their displacement was not as large as his destroyer.
However, with a displacement of 13,500 tons, could the Type 055 really be considered a destroyer? Don't ask, the Taijun family next door had a 30,000-ton helicopter destroyer.
The short construction time passed in the blink of an eye. Brother Nan stood up and looked at the exit. Looking at the dazzling golden light, he felt that something was wrong.
" Although I was born in the late days of the Empire, the sharp blade in my heart will protect the new life of the fighting people. I am the flagship of the Northern Fleet, the Kirov-class nuclear cruiser, Peter the Great.”
"The missiles will fill Kirov and reach Nagoya in a day.”
“Kirov，reporting！”
Brother Chennan looked at the short-haired ship lady who was a few centimeters taller than him and felt that the whole world was collapsing. He originally wanted to build a destroyer, but why did a next-powered cruiser appear? Could the Guardian's Residence still expose the truth?
Modern battleships could eat, and this was a 28,000-ton behemoth. Are you really not a battlecruiser? This person's appetite was even bigger than the combination of eating and drinking.
"I thought it would be better to build a Kirov airship.”Brother Chennan doubted his face.
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