The High-Tech Commander of KanColle

Ren Anhe frowned. Now that he had a laboratory, it seemed that he had to speed up the research on repairing the Mind Cube in the ship girl's body...

But the question now is, how many ship girls with damaged mind cubes have I seen?

Two, right? One is Su Yue, the other is Tian Cheng. They are not in the same situation.

I always feel that this task is arduous and long-term.

Ren Anhe exhaled: "I will look up the information again tomorrow, and then let TB build a model and simulate it."

At this time, Ren Anhe finally called up TB, the all-purpose home and experiment assistant who had not been online for a long time.

62. Ren Anhe who wants pocket money

It can be said that Egil and Albion hit it off right away.

Egil was determined to become stronger in order to overthrow the rule of Prince Eugen.

Albion is the king of curling, but he feels that he is not working hard enough or strong enough, so he also likes training very much.

So, the two of them got together, and on the next day, they formed a group and went to the training ground for exercises.

No one knew where Prince Eugen was going, but according to her, he was visiting an old friend she knew.

Ren Anhe estimated that the only old friends he knew so far were Queen Elizabeth and Newcastle.

But Ren Anhe didn't care at all. He was too old to be lost.

Moreover, if a fully trained ship girl could be in danger, then there would be no safe place in this world.

So Ren Anhe, with the core of Tiancheng hanging around his neck, plunged into the laboratory to do experiments.

Inside the lab, TB's calm voice rang out: "Model construction is complete, data input, first simulation begins."

Ren Anhe nervously put the joint of his index finger in his mouth and bit it gently, his eyes fixed on the screen in front of him.

The one above is a simulated ship girl, with her legs damaged, which are being repaired using other mind cubes and the existing hull.

As time went by, the legs seemed to gradually appear, and Ren Anhe's heart gradually became hot.

Could it be that?

But the next second, the screen paused and the word "warning" was displayed.

Obviously, this simulation failed.

Ren

An He frowned: "What went wrong?"

"Is there something wrong with the data?" Tiancheng asked, "It seems that the data here is a little low?"

During this period of time, under the influence of Ren Anhe, Tiancheng also understood some of the data in this area.

Ren Anhe shook his head: "There should be no problem with the data... TB, try changing the hull and continue the simulation."

"Received. Second simulation begins..." TB said.

In the next few hours, Ren Anhe and TB finally discovered the problem after many data adjustments and ship replacements.

You don't need too many Mind Cubes, otherwise it will cause excess energy. Basically, if the KanColle's Mind Cube is slightly damaged, only one Mind Cube is needed. If it is severely damaged, then two will be needed.

No more.

Otherwise, you will be blown up by the energy.

As for the hull, although there is no need to find the hull of a ship with the same name, a hull of the same type is required.

For example, when repairing an aircraft carrier, you should try to repair the damaged parts of the aircraft carrier's hull.

Tiancheng asked a question at this time: "Well, Xiao An, why do you need a lot of Mind Cubes to repair me, but only two to repair others?"

Ren Anhe patiently explained: "Because it's someone else's loss, how should I put it? You don't even understand the professional terms..."

"Let's put it this way. For example, if someone is disabled and I want to help him walk again, I only need to make him two prosthetic legs."

"But in your case... not only does your entire body need to be reshaped, but your soul is also very unstable. In layman's terms, do you think it is easier to make prosthetic limbs for a disabled person or to revive a person?"

Tiancheng thought for a moment, "That's right."

"But now there is good news. Your condition can be alleviated. But the problem now is that you must first have a physical body before you can carry out subsequent treatment."

Tiancheng comforted him, "It's okay, don't worry. At least, this feeling of weakness now makes me feel alive... because I was in the same situation before."

"Don't worry, it will be soon. If I can't find your ship in the future, I will go to the Sakura Empire myself to take a look." Ren Anhe said.

"And if this theory is correct, perhaps we can stop being obsessed with finding your old hull and just find a battlecruiser hull."

Ren Anhe was in a very good mood. Today, there was good news one after another.

But just as both sides were imagining a bright future, TB's faint voice rang out, pouring cold water on them.

"But the problem now is that there is no research showing how to determine whether the salvaged ship is the type of ship we expect."

Ren Anhe held it in for a long time before finally saying, "Fuck, it's true."

Tiancheng said: "You can't curse."

"I understand. But I suddenly find it annoying to start research in an unknown field again." Ren Anhe had a headache.

Indeed, in this world today, there are many ships in the Night Raid Group 694936135, but what type of ship this one belongs to... There is no way to confirm it, not even the ship girl can do it.

As for why we are looking for the hull of Amagi, it can be confirmed... well, this is just like your family members identifying the remains.

Tiancheng said, "I'm dead, but I can't recognize my own body? I can recognize it even if it turns into ashes."

Unless the hull you salvaged is very obvious, such as the hull number, or the deck of the aircraft carrier and the barrel of the ship's gun.

This way, at least we can barely identify what kind of ship it is.

Ren Anhe asked: "TB, can this thing be made?"

The areas I am good at are weapons and artificial intelligence. I invented TB to make up for my shortcomings in other areas.

"This... in building the model, data, assumptions, combinations... are possible, but it takes time for self-simulation and database permissions." TB said.

TB's words were like a ray of light that illuminated Ren Anhe's heart, and he immediately smiled.

"You are now authorized to review all the data. Get this out as soon as possible and organize it for archiving."

"Order accepted..."

After saying this, TB fell silent again.

Ren Anhe looked at the help post and saw the price of the ship...

He suddenly felt that the money he earned was useless. Everyone was asking for things in exchange. As a commander, he had no shortage of money for the development of the port.

The commander cried poor because he had few special materials and no mind cube or hull.

Or maybe he didn't have any decent equipment.

Ship hulls are usually sold by the Maritime Administration, with a clearly marked price, but what is required is medal contribution points, or barter.

Ren Anhe has quite a few Rubik's Cubes here, but they need to be kept for Tiancheng. As for equipment... since there is no port area, there is no way to carry out lavish research.

So there aren't many equipments available.

Not to mention that in the next few days, the only remaining white and blue equipment in hand will be upgraded using special steel and synthesized into purple equipment.

This is to give Albion at least a purple

Equipped.

For the first time, Ren Anhe felt extremely poor.

Ren Anhe suddenly remembered that his sister must have a lot of inventory after so many years.

And last time she took out so many Mind Cubes without even blinking an eye, she must be a rich woman.

At this moment, Ren Anhe wanted to hug Prince Eugen's plump but fat-free thighs and shout.

Rich woman, hungry, food~

The more he thought about it, the more Ren Anhe felt tempted.

I have just reached adulthood, but in the past, my family made money through my status as a scientific researcher and my inventions, and I never asked for pocket money.

What's wrong with asking your sister for some pocket money?

Be confident.

Ren Anhe suddenly asked: "Tiancheng, as a younger brother, how can I ask my sister for pocket money?"

Tiancheng: “……?”

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At the training ground, Egil and Albion finished today's training. Both sides gained a lot, and it can be said to be a win-win situation.

Albion sat upright in the stands, seemingly thinking about something. Egil came back with a drink and with some malicious intent, put the cold can directly on Albion's cheek.

Albion jumped in surprise and let out a cute whine.

"Aiya! Senior! Seriously! You scared me!"

Albion protested.

Egil smiled a mischievous smile and sat down next to Albion.

"Let's drink it. There are bottled jasmine tea here, which is beyond my expectation... It's a pity that there is no dark beer."

Egil opened the can, took a big gulp, and let out a relieved sigh.

Albion advised earnestly, "Senior, we can't drink alcohol so early in the morning after training."

"I know, I'm just talking." Egil was a little helpless about Albion who took it so seriously.

"What are you thinking about? You seemed so absent-minded just now." Egil asked.

Albion pursed his lips and said, "Nothing, I was just wondering what the commander is doing at this time."

Egil supported himself with his hands behind his back, leaned back slightly, and said, "At this time, he should be in the laboratory... Really, I told you not to stay in the laboratory all the time..."

"Perhaps it's because the commander also has his own work."

Egil curled his lips and said, "I know... Tiancheng's affairs are also very important. There is nothing I can do."

But, I still feel a little lonely.

Egil looked at the sky in a daze.

I am a fantasy ship girl without any old history. I was built because the commander is really excellent and his personality is very much to my liking...

But more importantly, I am really lonely. I want to see the world with my own eyes and walk on the earth with my own legs.

I also want to... complete the mission of the ship girls and the battleships and conquer the ocean.

I was very happy to be around the commander, even though there was an annoying Prince Eugen around, but although I didn't want to admit it, that guy took good care of me and helped me make rapid progress.

Amagi is knowledgeable and talented. Many things that I don’t understand can be answered from her. She is also very gentle. Compared to Prince Eugen, Amagi is more like the eldest sister of a big family.

Albion, the new member who joined later, is a cute and serious junior who calls me "senior" all the time, which makes me very happy.

Egil always felt that he was very irritable recently, and sometimes he couldn't calm down. Even when he was separated from Ren Anhe for a while, he would feel lonely and anxious.

Watching Egil lost in his own thoughts, Albion suddenly remembered the plots and psychological dynamics of the protagonists he had seen in classical novels.

She asked cautiously: "Senior, do you... like the Commander?"

Egil was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "There wouldn't be a ship girl who doesn't like her commander, right? Otherwise, she wouldn't be a commander's ship girl."

Albion shook her head, her pretty face slightly red, and whispered: "I, I don't mean that, I mean... the kind of love between men and women."

These words seemed to be quite damaging. Egil, who had originally had a calm expression on his face, turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You, you, you, you, what are you talking about! Like, like or something!"

Albion suddenly had a devilish hum in his heart. This flustered senior is so cute...

With a subtle smile, Albion took the initiative to move over and whispered in Egil's ear:

"It's just like what's written in the novel. The love between a man and a woman for their commander is the kind of love that makes them want to become a wedding ship."

Egil did not respond. It seemed as if her brain was overloaded at this moment. She could even see the smoke rising into the sky.

Albion knew that she was right. To be honest, she was very curious about what it felt like to like someone.

The book says it feels like an electric shock, while others say it's as sweet as cake.