Come and connect with me!

Come and connect with me!

Author: Krypton Warrior

Summary:

I'm announcing something

First, I want to turn the beautiful girl I like into a collaborative ship girl!

Second, all the KanColles are my wives!

This is a story about a commander in a port area who is full of good impressions of the ship girls and they are linked up in various worlds. The main world is [Azur Lane] - [NieR: Automata] - the main world - [Re:CREATORS] - the main world - Honkai Impact 3 - the main world - Date A Live - [To be determined]

Volume One

Chapter 1: The Hero's Followers

On the vast Pacific Ocean, several cargo ships were slowly sailing towards the distance.

Under the jewel-clear sky, the sea breeze seemed to carry a hint of romance. A few idle people with nothing to do gathered on the deck, staring aimlessly at the calm sea and chatting in low voices. Occasionally, someone would glance at the figure at the bow.

The figure has been gazing into the distance for nearly two hours. A miniaturized mechanical device is suspended behind her, flashing a light blue fluorescence from time to time. The finger-thick gun barrel makes a slight squeak, alerting possible enemies. Under her short silver hair, her deep purple eyes stare into the distance without blinking. On the shawl behind her, there is a black and white bald eagle with its wings flapping.

"When can we get to the shore? It's been two weeks. I'm going crazy. I can't stay here for even a second!"

The cargo unloading work has not yet begun, and the daily deck cleaning is also done by someone else, the young sailor said impatiently.

"We are almost inshore. Tomorrow night you will be able to sleep in a bed that doesn't shake."

The old sailor who had been on the ship several times replied.

"Of course, if you're willing to spend the money, you can also find a bed partner who makes the bed rock!"

The old sailor said this with an ambiguous smile on his face.

"Forget it. I came to the sea to make money for my family... Come, let me show you."

The sailor pulled out a round pocket watch from his jacket pocket and unscrewed the cover, revealing a photo of him and a blonde woman.

"Look, this is my girlfriend Emily, she's hot, right?"

He waved his pocket watch ostentatiously, but the people around him showed no interest. This guy would basically find an opportunity to do this every day, and he would use this thing as a spell material in his bed at night. The sailors all lived together and spent every day together, so no one would make a fuss.

"Very hot, if you guys would just move over, I'd love you more than your Emily."

The sailor rolled his eyes, closed the lid of his pocket watch, and turned to look at the person who had spoken.

"Who wants a man's love?"

The person who spoke first was a man wearing a black sportswear and a waist bag. His forehead was sweating and he was holding a large square mop and doing his routine work.

The man had prepared enough money for a round trip ticket, but who knew that he would encounter the Siren on this voyage.

These ghost creatures, which appeared for unknown reasons, constantly threaten mankind's dominance over the oceans. They neither accept negotiations nor put forward conditions. They will attack ships on the sea. After both licking and negotiation failed, humans have learned to eat less fish and more meat. Under the protection of the magic cube ships sent by the military, they have carried out limited deep-sea development. Thanks to this, every successful voyage will greatly increase the profits.

However, the appearance fee of the Rubik's Cube ship is not cheap. Not to mention the high fixed escort fee each time, as long as the Siren appears, the freighter itself has to pay an additional remuneration. This rule naturally applies to passengers. Their pockets, which are not rich to begin with, can only afford a normal round trip. After the Siren incident, if he does not want to be thrown overboard on the way back, he can only take the initiative to work on the ship to pay for the return ticket.

He joked with the sailors and cleaned the deck skillfully. The sea breeze that blew from time to time made him drowsy, but he couldn't rest yet.

After a long time, the sun was getting stronger and stronger. He was sweating profusely. He wiped the sweat with the back of his hand, held the mast and slowly straightened up. He stretched his neck and looked around. He found that all the people who had been there before had entered the cabin to enjoy the air conditioning. On the huge deck, he was the only one for a while.

The cleaning work was almost finished. Except for a small area at the bow, the rest of the deck had been cleaned.

He stood about four or five meters away from the Rubik's Cube ship, and could smell the strong smell of sweat on his body. Looking at the ship that had been exposed to the sun for a few hours without any breeze or clouds, he hesitated whether he should be tactless and ask her to move temporarily.

This job was originally supposed to be done by an unknown sailor, but that guy had his leg broken by the seemingly weak woman in front of him, and is now lying dead in the dormitory.

"Do you need me to go away first?"

She spoke, the first time she spoke in a while, and her voice didn't sound as cold as the rumors said.

The last time she encountered the Siren, she discovered the Siren's traces from a distance and jumped off the freighter. Not long after, the captain made an emergency stop. Everyone huddled in the cabin nervously waiting for the result outside, and there was no chance to communicate.

"Uh, thanks, I'll clean it up asap."

He scratched the back of his head, only to realize that the ship himself had left, and his deep purple eyes glanced at him briefly.

Did she see anything?

He thought so in his mind, but his hands were not slow. After cleaning carefully, he looked at the ship that was staring at the sea and whispered, "It's done. Uh, please feel free to do as you please."

Of course it must be [Feel free to do as you please]. She is the person with the highest status on the entire ship. If necessary, she would even beat the captain to death and she would not be punished as long as she found an excuse - as long as she is willing to spend time finding an excuse.

After finishing his work, he packed up his tools and took a shower in the cabin. He would be able to dock soon and had plenty of hot water. However, it was a cargo ship after all, and the dormitories for the workers were not very spacious. It was not as comfortable as being on the deck with the breeze.

The sailors didn't know what to do, and it was not time for dinner. With nowhere to go, he hesitated for a while and finally went up to the deck.

The sea breeze blew, and the smell of salt wind was a smell that was not found on land. He stared at the unchanged sea surface, and melancholy surged into his heart again.

Is it worth betting several months' salary for a feeling that makes no sense?

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes, and a kind of inexplicable but real sense of calling emerged again.

I can feel it getting closer...

Tatata!

The crisp footsteps were getting closer and closer. Even with his eyes closed, he could tell who the sound of metal clashing represented.

"The fifth time."

Said the ship.

"You do this every time you finish working. Are you meditating?"

You can smell a faint scent of jasmine at the tip of your nose.

He opened his eyes and the ship stood quietly beside him, with confusion in his purple eyes.

"Just close your eyes and rest."

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"I'm curious."

The ship opens with this sentence.

"Why would you spend all your savings just to take a round trip on this ship?"

Without waiting for his reply, the ship continued, "I heard the sailors discussing you. They all agreed that you were crazy. You spent a lot of money to travel the ocean in this era. Before boarding the ship, you only asked which ports you would pass by and didn't care about the final destination. After encountering the Siren, several sailors planned to go ashore and rest for a while tomorrow. Only you, although you were also very scared, had no intention of going ashore at all."

The ship spoke more in the past two minutes than she had in the past week. She stared at the silent man, her eyes almost overflowing with curiosity.

"Why are you traveling?"

He stared at the horizon in silence, pursed his lips, with confusion on his face. He wanted to find an excuse to get away with it, but sometimes people's hearts are not as fearless as they think. The familiarity of the ship's face made him choose to trust it unconsciously.

"Do you believe that humans may have some kind of spiritual premonition?"

The ship half opened its mouth, wanting to nod but seemed hesitant about something.

"Does this have anything to do with your purpose?"

"Yes, I came to this ship because of this premonition."

He raised his head for the first time, his dark eyes staring at the ships around him without blinking, his eyes somewhat complicated.

“You may think this is a fairy tale, or the beginning of some horror story, but I assure you, this is a true story that happened to me!

I started to feel a kind of, how should I put it, um... a kind of, calling, yes, a calling, more than two months ago, every night when it was quiet, I could feel a kind of, how should I put it, um... a kind of, calling, yes, a calling, this invisible calling acted on my spirit, allowing me to know the direction where this feeling came from, and when I held the map, I could also vaguely know where that place was. "

His voice grew deeper, and the ship noticed that there were dark circles under his eyes, and his face looked tired, with a hint of uneasiness on his thin features.

"Right on the sea, yes, right on the sea, my feeling told me so. I thought, if this is just my illusion, then after I come back, I will no longer believe in the so-called feelings and live a normal life... But, if this is my fate..."

He murmured softly and spoke slowly.

"Then I'll face it, whatever it is."

The ship looked at him straight, trying to read something from his face, but could see nothing. Just as he said, this man was indeed being guided by some unknown force and he believed in it firmly.

"This sounds like the beginning of some horror novel."

The ship said this, lowering his eyes and muttering to himself.

"The ordinary protagonist suddenly senses the call of his ancestors one night and comes to a dilapidated town where everything is normal during the day, but at night the villagers turn into fish-headed monsters.......

Or maybe he inherited some legacy, gained the wisdom of a madman, and summoned strange things...”

She frowned and tapped her brows with her fingers. Only then did the man realize that her palms were also made of full metal. As she moved, a flickering blue light appeared on her palms, making it seem as if she would die after snapping her fingers.

"That doesn't sound normal at all."

Palladium Lost Death Jiuyu Sanqi Jiuba

She used this sentence to summarize the whole incident.

That’s right, it’s not easy for a marine warrior with a sci-fi worldview to accept a setting that looks so magical, but I’m mentally prepared.

The man thought so in his heart.

In fact, if this happened to someone else, he wouldn't believe it.

"Just now, I scanned you fifteen times with my wide-area radar and found no abnormal fluctuations. Your physical condition is not particularly good, but this can be explained by insomnia and poor mental state. In fact, due to the extended route caused by the Siren attack, there are few people on the entire freighter who are not in this condition."

"scanning?"

"Yes, I am sorry for scanning your body without your consent. However, at this distance, no human's superficial thoughts can be hidden from my radar scan. Heartbeat, blood circulation, subtle tremors of the skin, contraction and expansion of pupils... This series of data summary is almost as good as the analysis report of professional medical equipment."

The ship paused, then continued.

"If you need, I can print out the scan results for you. The ship's doctor will definitely understand it."

She said, looking at the silent man.

"My advice is to get off the ship tomorrow, take a good rest, and then start a new life."

After a long time, the man shook his head.

"Thank you for your kindness. I am not someone who does not know my limits. I also believe in the technology of the Rubik's Cube ships, but... I am different."

Having said that, he waved his hand listlessly and turned to walk towards the cabin.

Incomprehensible.

The ship said this in its heart again.

I have clearly explained the pros and cons, why are you still unwilling to turn back? This sea is very dangerous.

But was it really right to watch a civilian die at sea? — one who might even be suffering from some deep-seated mental illness?

Pursing his lips, the ship spoke.

"Are you sure your feeling is right?"

The man paused, then turned around.

"Yes, or rather, if I don't go and take a look, I will always feel dissatisfied."

The ship was silent for a while, and the blue halo on the palm lit up again. After about a few minutes, she spoke.

"After reading this, will you just live a normal life?"

The man opened his mouth and said with complicated eyes: "You, you want to help me?"

"It would be fine if I couldn't see it, but now that I've discovered it, there's nothing I can do about it."

The ship said helplessly, "Even if you mop the deck every day, you can only save a little money to maintain your food and lodging. The boat ticket is not cheap now, especially since the Siren has been restless recently. Instead of watching you die in vain, why not take you to see it? I am also quite interested in this kind of story-like development."

The man was struck by this unexpected kindness and was unable to react for a moment. He could only say thank you dryly.

"Um, thank you."

The corners of the ship's mouth curled up, and her cold face was like ice and snow that had just melted, making her whole body radiate a warm light.

"Okay, without further ado, prepare some food and water. I have contacted my friend and she will complete the next escort mission on my behalf."

Seeing that the man was still reserved, she couldn't help but laugh.

"Although you seem to know who I am, I still think I should at least tell my next teammates my name in person."

In the salty sea breeze, the ship's smile is particularly dazzling.