Azur Lane Mobile Front.

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As usual, Gridley got up early for the new day.

"Ugh, really, I wonder when this will ever end."

"Those bastards..."

Hearing the growing commotion outside, Gridley yawned.

On her desk, you can still see many freshly developed photos.

These are all her recent work achievements.

However, this is clearly not enough.

"I wonder if my friends have found any information."

Because of the ship's identity, Gridley always manages to get news that is not easy for outsiders to obtain.

So, over time, she made quite a few friends in the White Eagle's journalism circle.

Although many of her friends have lost contact with her during this riot.

However, there are still a couple of die-hard fans.

"Let's ask Otto about the situation first."

Otto Muller, this name doesn't sound very much like the surnames of the main human population on the White Eagle side.

Of course, this gentleman, who has a certain reputation among White Eagle journalists, had already provided an explanation for this issue.

His ancestors did indeed have blood from the Ironblood faction.

As a result, when Ironblood announced its departure from Azur Lane, he was subjected to repeated scrutiny.

Finally, with the help of his friends, he was cleared of suspicion.

Right now, this friend that Gridley is talking about is busy dealing with mountains of photos and the like.

White Eagle's initial investigation of this gentleman was indeed without any errors.

Because he really was a spy planted by Ironblood within White Eagle.

"That person really gave me a good task..."

Faced with a mountain of things to deal with, even he couldn't help but complain a bit.

Because just a short time ago, when the riots on the White Eagle side had just begun, he received orders from his superior.

Gather relevant intelligence and find out who instigated this riot.

Compared to ships, it was indeed much simpler for him, as a human, to investigate this matter.

Moreover, he has many talented people among his subordinates.

Mr. Otto was completely baffled by the situation on the White Eagle's side.

From any perspective, the ship's actions did not harm the interests of the White Eagle faction.

Why do those gentlemen here seem to have a natural aversion to ships?

"Forget it, why should I worry about this? Rather, it's precisely this strange atmosphere at White Eagle that makes my work go more smoothly."

"Yes, thank you, gentlemen of White Eagle."

As he spoke, Mr. Otto looked up and expressed his gratitude to the gentlemen, whose whereabouts were unknown.

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"Hmm? These old men are planning to form a political party recently?"

Mr. Otto picked up a newly received intelligence report and examined it carefully.

One of my downlines, who worked as a maid in the home of a major real estate developer, obtained some relevant information.

"Looks like I should tell my friends about this..."

Because of orders from his superiors at Ironblood, he now needs to secretly assist the White Eagle's ships in suppressing the riot.

Although he didn't know why, as an intelligence officer, he never asked why.

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Gridley received the message he had hoped for from his friend.

"Breaking news?"

Somewhat doubtful, Gridley thought about it for a long time and finally decided to go.

Anyway, there's nothing new about these parades.

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Gridley was somewhat bewildered as he received these weighty messages from Otto.

"Wow, you're still so reliable!"

"Of course, but these aren't free for you."

"In the future, I hope you can share any exclusive news with me."

With a smile, Otto shook hands with Gridley and easily transferred this hard-won intelligence.

As Otto watched Gridley's hurried departure, the smile on his face gradually faded.

He wasn't a cheerful person, but because of his job, he learned how to put on a harmless smile in front of others.

"With these, the White Eagles' ships should be able to cause quite a ruckus."

that's the truth.

However, neither Ironblood nor Otto expected that things would end in this way.

Chapter 527: Back to Dust

Having received intelligence from Gridley, Bumblebee is currently equipped with the Kosei Gundam and flying towards a certain location in the White Eagle's interior.

There, today, an unusual gathering is taking place.

"These guys, really..."

As Bumblebee flipped through the intelligence that Gridley had somehow obtained, his expression grew increasingly grave.

"Human-Ships Separation Act?"

"Are these guys not even going to abide by the White Eagle's constitution anymore?"

At this moment, Bumblebee already knew just how badly the situation within White Eagle would deteriorate if these people were truly given a voice.

Once humans and ships become completely opposed, this once strongest faction will likely plummet in power.

Moreover, those who drove all of this, after reaping enough benefits, only need to pack up and switch sides.

Having already amassed enough wealth, they could continue their decadent lifestyle wherever they went.

"But how dare these people?"

"Could it be because the Sirens' activity has decreased dramatically recently?"

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The truth was just as Bumblebee had imagined.

Following the Battle of Scapa Flow, and having lost contact with the Sirens mainframe, the observers at this experimental site are now in a state of flux.

In the words of the observers, conducting experiments on the ships of this world is already a superfluous act.

In her view, the ships in this experimental field have embarked on a completely new path, entirely different from the one set by Observer Zero.

As for what scenery awaits at the end of this road, the observer himself doesn't care.

After seeing too many similar stories, you always look forward to some different plots, don't you?

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Inside a luxurious manor.

Many wealthy people are gathering here, and among them, you can also see many officials who have considerable influence in the headquarters' council.

You can even see a number of high-ranking military officers in uniform.

It seems that quite a few people have been won over by them.

"Thank you all for coming here."

"Today, we gather here for the future of humanity."

Seeing that most of the people had arrived, someone started to speak.

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"I believe that annual expenditures on ships should be significantly reduced."

"Through our efforts, that person from Donghuang has shown us enough goodwill."

Without Luo's own knowledge, he had already been categorized as part of this group.

I'm afraid that if Rob himself knew this, he could only manage a wry smile.

"The equipment provided by that person doesn't actually need to be delivered to the ships."

"Those are all things that humans can use themselves."

"Or rather, those things were originally designed for human use."

"Everyone should know this."

“Every year, how much money do we need to spend to supply those ships?”

"Because only they can ensure that our merchant ships reach their destinations smoothly at sea."

"But things are different now."

"It is now very difficult to find any trace of Sirens at sea."

"And we humans have also mastered sufficiently powerful weapons."

"Now, it's time to let those ships return to where they belong."

"Now, each of you has a copy of the charter we drafted earlier in front of you."

"I hope everyone will actively offer their suggestions."

As they spoke, everyone unfolded the documents in front of them.

It is clearly written here that ships should always serve mankind.

All decision-makers should be human, which is almost a "separate" provision.

What's even more alarming is that those who participated in the rally all showed expressions of delight regarding these terms.

Everyone saw a huge "business opportunity" behind these terms.

Without the constraints of naval vessels, they can obtain more profits in both military procurement and civilian sectors.

At the very least, they can use this to kick a certain green-haired cat out of White Eagle's business circle.

Seeing the expressions on the faces of the people below, the people on stage were very satisfied.

He clapped his hands.

"Gentlemen, these are all wonderful things. However, they require even greater effort from us to make them the guiding principles of the White Eagle, and even more so."

"Now, let's start with the White Eagles and herd all the ships to where they should be."

As soon as he finished speaking, enthusiastic applause erupted from the audience.

Seeing that the atmosphere had been built up, the person on the stage gestured for everyone to quiet down.

He paused to gather his emotions, and then began his passionate and eloquent speech.

It seemed to be in support of this rally that was far away in the American mainland.

On this day, the demonstrations in various places finally turned into violence.

Incited by certain individuals, they began storming facilities in various locations.

Hospitals that housed contaminated individuals became the primary targets.