Azur Lane Mobile Front.

"The data has been entered; we will now begin testing the accuracy of the calculation results."

This time, the testers' bombardment was more cunning than before, and the company narrowly avoided the attack several times.

Suddenly, the company, which had been attacked and had almost no chance to fight back, seemed to be in a dangerous situation.

Of course, Rob knew that the company wasn't going all out. After all, even a company that gets really into a frenzy while playing a game is clearly not in its element yet.

After dodging several more attacks, the company finally snapped.

A "ding" sounded in her mind, and everything in her eyes seemed to slow down again.

At this moment, she was like a shooting star in the sky, and the tester's attack was completely unable to track her for a while.

"The target's performance has been enhanced, exceeding the calculation capabilities of the natural calculation system." While speaking about a topic that seemed completely unrelated to the battle, the tester continued to attack.

Various cannonballs and beams of light exploded into colorful fireworks behind the company, creating a truly beautiful sight.

Like an elusive ray of light, the enterprise broke through the tester's firepower range, and with just two sword strikes, completely destroyed the purifier's ship equipment, which had been watching from the sidelines for half a day.

"Hey! I didn't hit you, why did you hit me?!" The Purifier, looking completely bewildered as her ship equipment exploded in flames, uttered a voice filled with resentment.

However, the company's "persecution" of the Purifiers was not over yet. She kicked the still bewildered Purifier directly into the test subject.

The sudden turn of events left even the test subject, whose face was ashen, stunned. So, the Purifier's true form could also be used as a projectile weapon?

The attack on the test subjects affected by the Purifier immediately stopped, and the company accelerated in a different direction, dodging the last attack.

Seeing the enterprise rapidly approaching, the tester disregarded the Purifier and quickly turned the cannons around, covering the sea in front of him with firepower once again.

Unexpectedly, the company suddenly performed a maneuver similar to the Cobra maneuver of a fighter jet, increasing its altitude and causing all of the testers' attacks to miss.

The companies that seized the opportunity unleashed their full firepower from the air, instantly enveloping the test subjects in beams of various colors.

Even though the testers' shields tried their best to block the Enterprise's attack, the Enterprise's firepower was ultimately superior. The testers' ship equipment exploded continuously under beams of light, and smoke filled the battlefield.

"Data...assessment error...retesting is required."

"Although she doesn't take down aircraft, I have to say, her move was absolutely brilliant."

As the smoke cleared, looking at the purifiers and testers on the ship's rigging, whose small-caliber cannons had been thoroughly cleaned by the company, Rob couldn't help but marvel at how skilled his company was at shaving ship hulls.

The Purifier, who was slapped away by the test subject's ship equipment, swam in the sea for a while before finally climbing back onto its ship equipment.

Although this ship equipment is clearly unusable, at least it can still float on the water for now.

"You went too far, tester! That last hit really hurt!"

Covering her swollen face, the Purifier rubbed her neck, making two sharp "crack" sounds. It seemed that the tester's blow hadn't just swollen her face.

After moving his head a couple of times to make sure his head and neck were still normal, the purifier looked at the company.

At this moment, the company was pointing a gun at the test subjects. If their commander hadn't said he had more questions to ask, they would have sent the two back to the seabed long ago.

Seeing that all the mass-produced Sirens around them had been eliminated, and the two advanced Sirens were completely incapacitated, Robo signaled the four Anshan-class ships to escort his vessel as they slowly approached the Enterprise.

Since his clients were likely still in their hands, and Robo had promised to keep his word, he decided to ask the Sirens where they had gone.

Also, there are some things Robo wants to ask about Shoukaku's sudden turn to the dark side. He doesn't know if Shoukaku will answer, but well, it's free, right? He might as well give it a try, just in case.

"Ladies Sirens, it's a pleasure to meet you. As the victor, I have a few questions for you. I hope you won't mind?"

Standing on the deck, Rob looked at the two sirens who had been beaten to a pulp by his own company.

Yeah, they were already wearing very little, and after being beaten like this, their current appearance is hardly acceptable.

"Humans... special targets, additional records required."

After staring at Rob for a while, the tester decided to add the human's information to the database as well.

After all, this kind of ship equipment, which has never appeared in any test site, has an inseparable relationship with the humans in front of them.

"Oh, go ahead and ask! As a reward for victory, this is perfectly reasonable!"

Unlike the tester, she was now a purifier with a carefree and playful expression. If it weren't for the fire still burning on the hammerhead shark ship beneath her, you wouldn't be able to tell that she was the one who had just been beaten up.

“Okay, first of all, where are my clients?” Rob pointed to the transport ship that had survived the battle.

"Huh? What customers? Those people up there are just puppets made by the Observer."

The Purifier's reply nearly made Rob faint: "No clients? That means my trip was a complete waste. Observer, huh? Next time I see you, you're in for a world of hurt."

Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Purifier Who Answers Every Question

Rob secretly made a mental note of the observer's observations and continued with his questioning.

"What's the deal with Shoukaku in that 'Sanctuary' on the Sakura Empire's side?"

Previously, Shoukaku's dark transformation was three times stronger, which Robo was quite concerned about.

If that thing is improved so that it no longer affects one's mind, then I might really have to reconsider those things that the system had previously assigned me that could send the Earth into space.

"Huh? I don't know that. I'm not in charge of the experiments. That's the responsibility of the testers."

Upon hearing this, Rob turned to look at the test subject next to him.

The tester glanced at the idiot who had betrayed his teammate, then stared at Rob without saying a word, seemingly unwilling to share any useful information.

Seeing that the other party didn't want to talk about it, Rob didn't press further. After all, the Purifier had just said that this was an experiment. That spoke volumes.

"So, one last question: what is your relationship with Ironblood and Sakura Empire now?"

"Huh? She already asked this question last time, didn't she?" The Purifier pointed to the company next to her, who was pointing a gun at her, looking puzzled.

"Just tell me directly."

"According to your understanding, it should be considered a cooperative relationship."

Although it was unclear what Rob was up to, the Purifier still answered Rob's third question.

"Commander, everyone knows the answer to this question, is there any need to ask?"

Fu Shun, who was escorting Rob, looked up at her commander on the deck, scratched her head, and thought that the commander seemed a bit stupid.

“Fushun, you don’t understand. Legends aside, this is the official Siren certification.” Rob grinned, showing off his bright white teeth, and gave Fushun a thumbs up.

[Host, why don't you just apply for UNESCO World Heritage status in this world?]

"Alright, alright. When will this mirror-like sea disappear? Don't waste my time, I'm busy."

“Just walk back a few nautical miles and you’ll be out of here. This place will disappear soon.” The Purifier still had a silly grin on his face, making no attempt to hide anything.

"By the way, with my ship's equipment damaged like this, it'll be a hassle for me to get back. How about you give me a ride?"

As the Purifier watched Rob turn to leave, he suddenly made a request that left everyone present speechless.

"Give you a ride? What do you mean?" Rob felt that he might have misunderstood, so he thought about it for a moment and decided to confirm again whether it was the kind of "give you a ride" he understood.

"Just sink me!" The Purifier put her hands on her hips, looking as if she wasn't herself at all about to be sunk.

"Alright, I wasn't planning on letting you leave like this anyway." Rob waved his hand, signaling to the company to deliver the finishing blow.

Just kidding, the number of ships sunk affects profits. This commission was already a huge loss; if we don't try to salvage it, we'll lose everything.

As two explosions rang out, the purifier and the tester slowly sank into the water.

Compared to the test subjects who were quietly sunk, the Purifier's thumbs-up gesture before sinking left Rob speechless and wanting to spit out a string of complaints.

Putting aside the thought of the siren who might have some mental issues, Rob called everyone to prepare to go home.

The thought of getting nothing out of this commission made Rob's heart bleed.

"Commander, although there are no people on those ships, the construction supplies on board seem to be genuine."

"Ok?"

The company led them around the surviving transport ships and found that although there was no one on board, all the supplies were neatly arranged, and the preliminary estimate was that they were more than the reward for this mission.

"I misunderstood you before, Miss Observer. You're a good person. No, a good siren."

What started as a complete crop failure has turned into a windfall, and Rob couldn't help but marvel at how quickly life can change.

After having Anshan and the others summon their ship, Rob and his group, towing several transport ships, embarked on their journey back to port.

At this point, the White Eagles...

As the lead ship of the Iowa-class destroyers, the Iowa is facing some headaches.

The news of the New Jersey ship's severe damage has not been suppressed, and now dissenting voices are emerging within command.

Some argue that more resources should be invested in entirely new research and development projects, such as the Starship Program and planned ships, rather than spending large sums of money repairing a severely damaged, out-of-service vessel.

Even though Iowa tried his best to reach out and contact many people, the voices still did not disappear.

In fact, the idea of ​​developing new shipboard equipment has already gained considerable support within the command headquarters.

The reason for this is that during the AF campaign, the overwhelming performance advantage of the "Flying Enterprise" led many people to believe that ships still under development were already outdated.

Even if researchers specializing in ship and ship equipment argue vehemently with those at command, there are some things that the higher-ups simply won't understand.

For a moment, Iowa even considered blurting out, "This brat is not worth discussing things with." This made him somewhat envious of the Sakura Empire. After all, their affairs were entirely decided by their ships.

Recalling her younger sister's innocent face, Iowa washed her face with cold water to clear her head, since the upcoming meeting would likely decide the fate of New Jersey.

Meanwhile, in New Jersey, far away at Pearl Harbor, she was unaware that she was standing at a crossroads in her destiny. Tragically, she had no choice in which direction to take.

On the other hand, Richelieu, who was in the royal court at the time, was also at a crossroads of choices.

Through inquiries from various sources, she finally learned that the commander of the "Flying Enterprise Lady" who shone brightly in the AF campaign was serving in Donghuang.

Now she needs to make a decision.

The choice is to remain with the Royal Navy and operate alongside the Royal Fleet, or to seek out a light that may not even exist.

Continuing to stay with the Royal Family, while she still has a chance to restore Iris, raises the question of how she will face her former knights.

She could understand the Royal Family's previous actions, but that didn't mean she could accept them.

The news of her companion being forced to sink at the port weighed heavily on her heart like a boulder, and she couldn't shake it off for a long time.

For the sake of her country, she had to stand with the royal family, even if she would later face her former comrades with swords on the battlefield.

But now, she may have a new option.

Her fingers gently traced the indistinct figure in the photograph, finally uttering a soft, unfamiliar word: "Gundam..."

In the early morning chapel, Richelieu knelt devoutly before the icon, her hands clasped in prayer. She prayed that the Lord she believed in would guide her in the right direction.

"Lord, please guide me."

The rising sun shone through the stained glass windows, casting dappled shadows on Richelieu.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Now it's Ying Rui's turn.

Rob, who had just returned to the port area, had not yet recovered from the joy of making a fortune when he fell into a new predicament.

That day, he was doing his usual work as a port commander.

Ying Rui, who was on duty today, stood aside and watched Luo Bo scribbling furiously on the document. Unconsciously, her brows furrowed.

After looking at it for a while, she reached out and picked up the document that Luo Bo had just signed.

Rob was taken aback by this action, because being interrupted when you are concentrating on something can really affect your performance.

Looking at the Eastern Huang girl with her distinctive hair color, Luo Bo felt a little uneasy about the way she looked at him.

"Is there something you need, Yingrui?"

Ying Rui placed the document that Luo Bo had just signed in front of him, and pointed to the signature with her jade-like finger.

"Seriously, Commander, how can your handwriting be so bad! This won't do. How can a commander of the Eastern Empire not even be able to write properly?"

"And then?" Rob blinked, momentarily unable to keep up with the girl's pace.

“If you have time, Commander, I can teach you.” Ying Rui bent down and leaned forward, her head almost touching Luo Bo’s forehead.

Feeling the fragrant breath in front of him, Rob instinctively leaned back.

“This…” Rob hesitated. After all, the commander already had a lot of business to attend to. Recently, the port area's business had been developing well, and there were occasional commissions to complete. He really didn't have much free time.

"Hmm? Is there a problem, Commander?"

Seeing Ying Rui's face darken, as if she wouldn't allow Luo Bo to say he didn't have time, Luo Bo nodded sensibly and said, "No, I have time, I have time. When do we start?"

"Of course, there's no better time than today, let's do it today."

Looking at Ying Rui, who had just been frowning but was now all smiles, Luo Bo could only sigh. After all, a ship is a woman; she has an inherent ability to change her expression at lightning speed.

Before long, Luo Bo's eyebrows twitched as he looked at the neatly arranged writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones on his desk.