Comprehensive Comics KanColle: Building a Dimensional Empire from Scratch.

Seeing the holographic interface suddenly open in front of her, the girl was startled and leaned back subconsciously.

Almost overturned the chair.

"Oh, Holy Emperor? Hello, hello."

Lu Chen looked at the girl opposite him who had an extraordinary temperament.

She is the ruler of the Tokyo region, the third generation Holy Emperor, with great ambitions, high popularity among the people, and has always wanted to improve the situation of the cursed children.

Unfortunately, the Holy Emperor has no real power. He is just a student with insufficient experience and ability, so his position is a bit like a mascot.

The new bill that aims to improve the treatment of cursed children has been blocked at every turn, and it is also powerless to stop the abuse of little girls in society.

“What…what is this?!”

"Please, please, please...Excuse me, who are you?!"

The Holy Emperor stared at Lu Chen on the screen in astonishment.

She looked around, thinking it was someone's prank, but she was the only one in the office.

"My name is Lu Chen. I come from another world. This is a cross-dimensional communication technology."

"We're here to save the Cursed Child. We'll probably be here in a few days, so we'd like to say hello in advance."

Lu Chen replied.

"Eh?"

The Holy Emperor looked confused.

For a young lady who has never been exposed to supernatural powers, the concept of the multiverse is a bit too advanced.

However, she quickly grasped the meaning behind Lu Chen's words.

"Cursed children? You know those children?"

"Of course, I'm going to bring them to the New World to live. I've even arranged their dormitories."

Lu Chen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the administrative building and turned the direction of the holographic interface.

The prosperous capital behind him was projected in full view.

"Oh……"

The Holy Emperor stared at it intently and exclaimed in amazement. Although she was the ruler of the Tokyo area, she had never seen such a magnificent city.

"Are you the leader of another country? Did you come to help us because you heard about our situation?"

The pure girl guessed.

"Excuse me, where are you now? ...Um, judging by the topography...the border of Europe and Asia, Istanbul?!"

"It is Constantinople."

Lu Chen corrected.

Perhaps due to his lack of experience, the Holy Emperor still regarded Lu Chen as a foreigner from the other side of the ocean.

Lu Chen simply went along with her.

"Are you coming to help us save those cursed children? Take them all away?"

"How can I help you? Do you need me to inform other rulers? For example, to handle immigration procedures or go through diplomatic channels..."

The Holy Emperor asked.

"unnecessary."

Lu Chen shook his head. He had no intention of communicating with the human leaders of that world.

"Just stay at home. If possible, bring Tendo Musara and Sima Miori with you so I can pack them up and take them away."

"Eh?"

The Holy Emperor was stunned for a moment.

"I want to leave too?"

"Of course, you wouldn't want to eat hydrogen bombs, curry sticks, positron bombers, or the Universal Cathedral, would you?"

(The picture shows the Holy Emperor III).

Chapter 141: Scaring the Natives is the Fun of Space Civilization

It took several days to mobilize the base.

Bri, who were working in the arsenal, building wonders, and assembling starships, temporarily put down their work and cleaned the unused dormitories and restaurants in the city.

We also prepared clothes, bedding and other daily necessities to ensure that you can check in directly.

Ninghai Pinghai, Zara Pola and other ship girls also organized a wave of intensive training for Zibuli, allowing them to learn some cooking skills.

a few days later.

In the open space outside the capital, hundreds of ship girls stood in neat rows.

Smaller teams with fewer people, such as Heroic Spirits and Elves, stood nearby.

A little further away were tens of thousands of secondary sirens led by Purifiers and Observers.

These Executioner-level Sirens all looked and dressed identically, standing in a square formation with expressionless faces.

They looked like a legion of clones, hundreds of times more orderly than the troops during military training.

"Is this considered military cloth..."

The ship girls were a little curious when they saw the large-scale gathering of the Siren Legion for the first time.

"Your Brie has self-awareness, but the Executor-level Sirens don't. As the name suggests, they are executors, responsible only for carrying out the will of us high-level Sirens."

Big Eyed Meng answered lazily.

"Even though they're not as smart as Bri, and they can't build anything...but they're deadly at taking on people. Three or four of them could destroy a fleet of pre-space-age natives."

Siren's technology tree is also entirely focused on the military industry, which makes others amazed.

Fortunately, they are teammates now and don’t need to fight to the death.

"Everyone is here?"

Lu Chen glanced at the mobilized ship girls, Brie and Siren girls.

Never before had an operation of this magnitude been organized.

"Follow my command then. Remember, save the Cursed Child first. If anyone dares to stop you... open fire at will."

"clear."

Swah——

Lu Chen stretched out his hand and opened the space-time channel.

[Earth-Black Bullet, Channel Established]

hum-

The space above the capital city suddenly twisted, and a passage much larger than the previous one suddenly opened.

"Everyone, board the ship!"

The ship girls materialized their own ships one after another.

Elves, heroic spirits, and tens of thousands of lesser sirens boarded their bridges in a well-trained manner.

When going out, the ship girl can provide convenient transportation for others.

Boom——

Lu Chen also projected the Ten Thousand Years Snowstorm.

After starting the plasma thruster, it took the lead and drove into the channel.

Hundreds of starships, loaded with sirens and heroic spirits, followed closely behind.

……

……

In the world of Black Bullet, it was an ordinary day.

Tokyo city.

This was once one of the largest cities in Asia, with tall buildings and great prosperity.

But at this time it seemed a bit more depressed and dilapidated.

Many suburban buildings appear to be in disrepair and show signs of damage from external forces.

This is the result of the invasion of gastrula.

Although most of the protogastric animals were intercepted outside the city after the brutal war, there were still people in the city who were infected with the virus and mutated occasionally.

Therefore, most humans harbor ill will towards those cursed children.

In the city center, inside a shopping mall.

A girl with white hair, tattered clothes and a bandage on her eyes was standing in the aisle begging.

There was some dirt on her face and she looked a little thin due to long-term malnutrition.

Around his neck hung a sign that read, "I am the Cursed Child of the Outer Zone."

There was a small bowl in front of him, empty.

Her voice is melodious and graceful, and even by a singer's standards, it is good enough to perform on stage.

But passersby just took a look at the sign in her hand and walked away with disgust.

Even though her voice was a little hoarse after singing for almost two hours, the girl still persisted.

Suddenly, two young men walking by with their arms around each other noticed her.

One of them opened a can of soda and casually threw the ring into the girl's bowl.

jingle——

The sound of metal colliding in the bowl is very similar to that of coins.

The little girl smiled and bowed forward.

"Thank you so much!"

However, when she squatted down and touched the pull ring, a sad expression flashed across her face again.

"Well……"

"Pfft hahahahaha——"

The two men burst into laughter.

"You guy, come on."

One of the short-haired young men patted his shoulder and said.

"What does it matter? It's better for this kind of monster to die sooner rather than later..."

The young man laughed a few more times.

On the streets, there are parades holding signs from time to time.

"Never forgive the protostomes!"

"Get the cursed child out!!!"

The crowd shouted slogans and drove away the children begging on the street.

The cursed children all have red eyes and are easy to identify.

"Hey, monster, why don't you just go away?"

Several young men stood in front of the little girl begging, pushing and shoving her.

"Aren't cursed children immune to illness? Why are you blind?"

"It's because Mom doesn't like my eyes, so..."