Her eyes were firm and filled with fighting spirit. She had short silver hair that just reached her chin line. She wore a big hat and a Russian navy suit. She looked like a middle school student, but she had a devilish figure like a wife. She was 1.78 meters tall, a little taller than Brother Chennan.
At the same time, she also lacked supplies, so she couldn't drive the ship's equipment or expand the ship's hull. Of course, she couldn't fight.
"I'm the Type 055 destroyer, Nanling Prosperity. You can call me Little Nan. I'm currently the flagship and commander of this Guardian's Residence.”Brother Nan brought over two chairs and introduced himself first.
"Okay, Sister Nan. My name is Peter the Great Catherine Alexeyevna. The name of the ship is in front, the name of the ship is in the middle, and the surname is behind.”
The other party was stunned for a few seconds. In this unscientific world of ship girls, she could actually understand Chinese perfectly. Soon, she reacted and introduced herself.
(Official name: Peter the Great, nickname: Funa, the emperor's son-in-law, said: Russians, foodies, Your Majesty.）
"Call me Brother Nan. You're obviously older than me.”
" No," said Funa, shaking her head." In our fighting race, seniority is not determined by age. It is only determined by strength. If you are strong, you have the final say."”
After the self-introduction, the scene suddenly fell silent. The two ship ladies who lacked supplies sat on the chairs and stared blankly at the snow outside the window. Brother Chennan was like a salted fish with lifeless eyes. Funa was full of fighting spirit but was a little restrained because she was unfamiliar with the place.
"Sister Nan, don't be a salted fish. Could it be that the American Empire's aircraft carrier battle group has attacked us? Sister Nan, don't be afraid. Protect them until they are 300 kilometers away. I will tear their entire family apart.”Funa said as she nudged Salted Fish Nan.
Brother Chennan had already given up on the idea of correcting the way he addressed her. So be it, sister…
"The last bit of resources was used to build you.”Brother Nan's eyes were empty, and he wanted to jump off the building.
Funa still did not understand the situation. She asked a few questions and confirmed that there was no nuclear fuel or missiles in the Guardian's Residence. There was no ordinary fuel, steel, ammunition, or even aluminum. There was really no one.
Now, she didn't ask anymore. Her eyes were also empty as she became a salted fish.
With sufficient supplies and an order, she could charge at the entire aircraft carrier battle group without fear. Even without the support of friendly aircraft carriers or the escort of friendly warships, she believed that she could defeat the evil forces alone.
If the missile bay was empty…Then why would he beat a hammer?
Funa was only idle for a while. The story of the ship's mother and her background determined her character. Peter the Great had endless fighting spirit and would never give up the last glimmer of hope, because she was the most dazzling light in the dark of the Russian Navy.
"There are so many abandoned buildings on the island. Maybe we can find something if we search them?”Funa asked.
Perhaps it was because she was infected by it, or perhaps it was because of the same will, Brother Chennan also left her idle state. She stood up and looked at the sea in the distance.
"Forty nautical miles to the southeast, there's a very large resource area. That's the territory of the other Guardians. I can go pick up trash and get some scraps from the collector. It should be fine.”Brother Nan said.
There were many wandering ship girls in this world. Some were abandoned, some were expelled. They were homeless and did not choose to become the deep sea. Instead, they wandered the world and picked up trash for a living.
The resource collector would fish out a large amount of resources from the bottom of the sea. Sometimes, some fine resources would be brought up. Although they were very few, they were enough for the wanderer to eat after accumulating them on the surface for a long time.
The two decided to split up. Funa would search all the houses on the island to see if there was any private money hidden by the former ship lady or if there was any residue in the empty oil tank.
Brother Chennan braved the danger and headed for the nearest resource area.
Stepping on the cold water, the cold wind hit his face like a sharp knife. 055 had a temperature control system that could heat itself up.
However, turning on the air conditioner was very energy-consuming. There was very little fuel left. There was only a thin layer of oil. Brother Nan planned to endure it.
Forty nautical miles was very close, but for some reason, it felt extremely far away. In the cold world, she could fall at any time. She relied on her willpower to force her increasingly heavy footsteps forward.
Finally arriving at the resource area on the map, Brother Chennan looked at his watch. Five hours had passed and the sky was already dark. She was crawling at the speed of a turtle.
There were some floating balls on the surface of the sea to mark the forbidden area. The super huge platform was constantly producing resources, but Brother Nan could not go up and steal things.
It didn't matter if they were discovered picking up trash. They would turn a blind eye to it.
However, if they directly stole it from the collector, it would be equivalent to an act of war. Both parties would fight until one of them died. With the current situation in Guardian's Residence No. 233, they would lose if they fought anyone because Brother Chennan and Funa did not have any ammunition.
This was really ironic. Two second-generation ship ladies with the strength of an Illusion God had fallen to such a state because of a lack of resources.
Brother Chennan didn't think it was shameful to pick up trash. Everything was for survival, and there were no other ship girls around to watch, so it didn't matter.
The oil stains were collected, along with the fine steel slags and thumb-sized bullets. How could refined steel be fished out of the sea? It could even produce cannonballs or bullets? In any case, this was the unscientific world of ship girls…
A bucket of oil the size of a can, a bag of steel the size of potato chips, a box of bullets the size of soda crackers, and an aluminum sheet that looked like a spicy stick. These were considered a resource unit.
There was too little trash in this resource area. Perhaps it was because the Wandering Ship Lady often visited.
Brother Nan worked hard for dozens of minutes and put all the visible scraps into his Dimensional Pocket. There were forty portions of oil and steel bombs and a hundred portions of aluminum. This place seemed to be rich in aluminum. The Guardian's Residence should be a paradise for the mothers-in-law.
A nest of gold and silver was not as good as his own nest of grass. It was better to go back and slowly build his own Guardian's Residence. It would eventually get better.
……
"Funa, I'm back! You see... Eh?"
Brother Nan opened the door of the building room. The aroma of barbecue wafted into his face. Funa was sitting beside the fire, roasting two huge bear paws.
"Sister Nan, you're back? I didn't find anything, but I was so hungry that I went to hunt a bear.”Funa kept turning the two steel bars, which were skewered with huge food.
This kind of ordinary food was useless to the ship lady. It could only increase the feeling of fullness. Not even a trace of nutrition would be absorbed. It was equivalent to humans eating dirt when they were hungry.
"This works? What did you use to kill him?" Brother Nan was dumbfounded.
Funa raised her fist. She had killed a bear with her bare hands in a state of extreme hunger.
Only when the ship's hull was unfolded and equipped would the ship's maiden possess extremely powerful strength. If she was unarmed, her physical fitness would only be slightly stronger than a human's. Otherwise, how could those evil admirals slap her?
Killing a bear with his bare hands could only happen on the warship of the fighting race. At least, Brother Nan himself could not do it.
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