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However, after being attacked by a submarine, the Thursday's carrying capacity and size decreased. According to her, at the time, all she could think about was getting out of there, so she subconsciously modified some structures, focusing on strengthening the propulsion system.
[You looked at Thursday's bare arms and pubic area, her shoulders incredibly smooth, and touched the socket on her arm. Suddenly, the idea of starting a legitimate business popped into your head.]
The following day, you went to the administrative center of SM Port to inquire about opening a shop. A fierce-looking destroyer girl greeted you and told you that there were no restrictions on humans engaging in commercial activities at SM Port. However, due to recent reports of small-scale firefights outside the area, to prevent espionage, everyone entering the inner harbor needed to undergo a divine inspection by the Sea God.
[As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a sleepy-eyed Thursday behind you. She was overjoyed and excitedly grabbed your hand, shouting, "So, so you're the owner of the Glory G8? I heard you crushed the enemy command post during the attack on the outer forces. You're amazing!"]
[As soon as you finished speaking, you faintly heard whispers around you. "So it's his G8 of Glory," "His G8 of Glory is truly magnificent," and similar comments filled the air. Startled, you quickly pulled your hand away from the ship girl's grasp, covered your face with your clothes, and fled in panic.]
That afternoon, you had completed the preparations for opening the shop. The period of war was approaching, and you currently lacked the resources to remain neutral. Your only option was to focus on the protection of large fleets and develop your forces stealthily.
[You went to the weapons sales and modification area and bought some goods, but not things like cannons, torpedoes, or rare materials. After all, you're practically penniless right now and can't afford to spend that money on a warship. What you bought was a ship-type reactor.]
Compared to the Grimlock-shaped reactors drifting on the ocean, the basic reactors sold at the distribution center are more elegant. While the main body retains the same shape, its base features a soft, curved pad to accommodate the ship girl's arms or thighs. In layman's terms, it's like transforming a regular Grimlock into a underwear-style Grimlock.
You spent all 100 credits to buy ten services, then put up a sign outside the floating hut that read "Regular Insertion and Removal Massage." As for the price, you hesitated, feeling that men shouldn't objectify themselves too much and that their labor should be valued. So you wrote on the sign, "1000 per session, 3000 for the whole night."
However, before officially opening for business, you can't neglect your ship girls...
"One, two, three... six, seven!"
Latis wiped his sweat, put down the limp Thursday, and looked at the talent information notification.
[You rolled a 3! The ship's reactor quality has been upgraded from "Common" to "Extraordinary"!]
"Why haven't I gotten a high multiplier yet?!"
Latis sighed, rubbed his aching back, and picked up Thursday, placing him on the bed.
"Master, Master!" Thursday, his face flushed, weakly pushed against Latis's hard pectoral muscles and cried out in panic:
"Master, I really can't go on!"
"I'm not even tired yet, how come you're already exhausted!"
Latis shook his head in exasperation, picked up the reactor, and said with a sinister grin:
"Okay, let's do it again!"
"No! Ah!..."
[You rolled a 7! The ship's reactor quality has been upgraded from "Common" to "Legendary"!]
In a blinding burst of golden light, Latis looked at the vibrant spring scenery of Thursday with the satisfaction of a bountiful harvest farmer.
"Thank you, Master. Is it over...?"
On Thursday, with wet tear stains on her face, she felt the surging power in her right arm and was momentarily at a loss whether to cry or laugh.
"Finish?"
Latis frowned and picked up another reactor.
"Chinese, Math, English, Physics, Chemistry, Biology—you only got Chinese and you're already excited? Didn't your teacher tell you that the college entrance exam is a marathon?"
Boo!
On Thursday, I looked up, my eyes vacant, at the darkening sky outside the window, and vaguely thought to myself:
"My heritage didn't tell me that humans could be this terrifying..."
……
Wow!
Passersby eating at a restaurant on the dock looked at the drainpipe spraying water violently and asked in surprise:
"How many times?"
His companion, his scalp tingling, drew a line on the table, counted the numbers, and said in horror:
"This is the fifteenth time..."
"Damn it, I've lost, I've lost so utterly..." A passerby clutched his throbbing lower limbs, saying with a mixture of fear and envy:
"The owner of the Honor G8 truly possesses a G8 as solid as steel..."
"Hey bro..." his companion leaned down and whispered, "Your ship girl's expression seems a bit off?"
"What?" The passerby was stunned. He glanced back at the ship girl whose face was slightly flushed. He turned back, his face turning pale and then red. After a long while, he slammed his fist on the table in anger and shouted:
"Brother, prepare a bucket of goji berry wine for me, I'll be right back!"
……
At midnight, you finally plugged all five sockets on Thursday with legendary reactors.
Although you're still unsure what changes this will bring to her, you're currently immersed in the joy of having your obsessive-compulsive needs met, and you can't pull yourself out of it.
Amidst the pile of clothes scattered on the floor on Thursday, you see a glistening drop of liquid trickling from the corner of her mouth as she sleeps soundly. Suddenly, you remember a talent you haven't yet used: a young girl's lips.
Faced with this seemingly censored name, you scratched your head, filled with hesitation. You kept convincing yourself that this was just an experiment to test your talent, and not that you had any impure thoughts about Thursday, that silly ship girl. Finally, you convinced yourself, bent down, and reached out a finger to wipe the drool from the corner of her mouth.
Just as you were contemplating whether to lick your finger or soak it in water to drink, Thursday suddenly twitched her nose, opened her arms, giggled, and hugged you, murmuring, "Master, you're so good..."
"What do you mean 'I'm fine'?! Let go!"
Latis struggled fiercely, but the force of over ten thousand tons still slammed him tightly against Thursday. He stared wide-eyed at Thursday's sleeping face so close to his own, and cursed:
"Damn it! You stupid ship girl, you're going to strangle me!"
“Master, thank you…” Thursday clung tightly to Latis, nuzzling his chest with her head, and murmured in her sleep:
"Master, you smell so good..."
"Smells good my foot! Wake up! I'm dying!"
Latis shook his body desperately, trying to wake Thursday, but Thursday's thoroughly dehydrated body was too tired to move at all.
"Owner……"
After rubbing her face against Latis on Thursday, she surprisingly stuck out her pink tongue and started licking his chin, saying as she did so:
"Master, please eat well..."
"I think you're really hungry!" Latis took a deep breath, looked at Thursday's soft tongue, hardened his heart, and bit down hard.
"Master... Waaaaaah, my tongue!"
Thursday's upper body sprang up instantly, throwing Latis away. Tears streamed down her face as she cried, sticking out her tongue:
"It hurts..."
"Let's see if you still dare to defy the Heavenly Gang!"
Latis chuckled twice, then looked at the talent text that appeared.
[You have absorbed Thursday's saliva. You can choose one skill from the following randomly selected options to copy as your own. Available skills: Instant Meal; Rapid Recovery; Ocean Maiden; Sound of the Tide.]
“Random selection, does that mean all the skills she possesses?” Latis’s gaze lingered between several skills, hesitating. “Sigh, that’s how it is with multiple-choice questions. The simulator just lists the options, but I have to consider so many things…”
After hesitating for a moment, he sighed and said:
"Then let's use the sound of the roaring tide!"
[Voice of the Tide: Chosen Ones of the Ocean, the tides roar for you. Activating this skill grants you a brief period of "borrowing momentum," allowing you to utilize the strength of others.]
"It's alright." Latis scratched his head, looked at Thursday who was still making a long face and pinching his tongue, and activated his skill.
"Since you're awake on Thursday, how about we go lift some weights together? Let's have a competition?"
……
After much trouble, your massage parlor finally opened. However, contrary to your expectations of an overnight sensation, your little shop remained deserted for two consecutive days.
"This shouldn't be happening? Could my price be too high?" Just as you begin to doubt yourself and anxiously consider completing another mission to pay the parking fee, suddenly, an uninvited guest arrives at your shop.
You stared in surprise at the striking green twin tails of the Future, about to berate her for giving you that ridiculous "Glorious G8" title, when, upon seeing you, she suddenly smiled with relief. She then drew her rapier from her waist, knelt on one knee, and solemnly said, "I've finally found you, esteemed captain of the G8. Please become my master!"
Before you could react, only managing a curt "Huh?", you saw three or four battleship ship girls leading a dozen or so cruiser, destroyer, and frigate ship girls surrounding you from a distance.
"Future, this is a time when we need manpower. Why not offer a contract? If you weren't in such dire straits, you wouldn't have come alone seeking help. Once you offer a contract, the mothership will naturally gift you a legendary reactor, giving you the potential to upgrade into a mothership!" The battleship pleaded earnestly, while the other ship girls around her silently blocked all escape routes.
"I, Future, uphold the solemn spirit of naval warfare. I will never be content to become a tool in the hands of others, nor will I compromise with you worthless wretches who only know how to grovel!" Seeing you pick up your rapier, Future rose gracefully and laughed, "I will choose my own master, and this is my master!"
The ship girls on the opposite side paled, and for a moment no one responded. After a long while, a man draped in a dark black robe followed a tall, imposing ship girl wearing a black fur-trimmed coat into the encirclement.
"Future, you have no human messengers to form a pact with you. How will you survive in this war-torn world?" The tall ship girl glanced at you, her tone unchanged. "I know you have some personal connections and can receive divine pronouncements from the gods, but without forming a pact with the messengers, you will never be able to fight against those crazed enemies, let alone dominate this sea with your independent fleet."
"In the end, the messengers of the gods are nothing more than mouthpieces for the gods," Future said coldly. "Divine power may make ship girls stronger, but so what? They're still just a bunch of brutes. Death, you're all just pawns of the gods, fighting on the seas year after year, yet you've long forgotten your past!"
Death said disdainfully, "What can the past bring me now? Becoming a mothership and embarking on the path to godhood is the right way! Future, think it over. The executor of the God of Pain is still vacant. You can choose to fight for me."
"Etc., etc."
Latis emerged from behind the Future, disgruntled, and grumbled:
"Aren't you guys just talking nonsense? Do you think I'm supposed to keep my business? How about you each book me for the night?"
Before the Death, with its sullen face, could speak, he turned to the Future with a puzzled look and asked to himself:
"Is divine power required to survive in this sea? Are only divine messengers capable of possessing divine power?"
“Yes.” Future nodded subconsciously. “The weakened gods are unwilling to directly project their divine power onto the ship girls; the divine messengers are their pawns, except for the divine messengers…”
"How about this?" Latis activated his talent, displaying the divine power of the God of Whipping, and looked at the Future.
"Isn't it enough?"
He scratched his head in annoyance, and under the shocked and horrified gazes of more than a dozen ship girls, he successively conjured the divine powers of the God of Fire, the God of Sadism, the God of Bondage, and the God of Suffocation.
"Is this divine power enough?"
Latis grinned, pointed to himself, and asked:
"Who is the eternal god now?"
Chapter 69 What You Love Is Your Life (Part 2)
The conflict between the Future and the Death had to be dropped that day. Firstly, it was getting late, and the Death, as the mothership, needed to return to its central command; secondly, your complete set of Dark Archmage cards greatly alarmed her. You see, this distribution center was named SM Port because the Death's territorial waters received the blessings of these gods.
In order to gain more divine power, she did not hesitate to deal with the messengers of four or five different gods, and endure their insults and blasphemy against the ship girls.
Seeing you, a being worthy of being called a slave to ten different families, her worldview crumbled instantly. If someone in this world could possess different divine powers, why wouldn't the gods grant her such an honor? She had fought for the gods for many years, yet she was always separated by a divine messenger. Even though she was the renowned ruler of the Death Ship and the distribution center, and even though the humans chosen as divine messengers were cunning and ruthless, she still had to compromise with them.
Simply put, you were the last bit of sediment that broke the camel's back. The camel already had many sediments on its back, but you were the blackest, thickest, and hardest.