It is Kokang and Changchun

　"Old man, the museum is closed now. If you had come ten minutes earlier, I could have told you my story..." Enterprise stepped forward and spoke to the old man.

　Before Enterprise could finish, the old man interrupted her and said in his weathered voice, "Are you... Miss Enterprise? I'm not here to visit, I came here specifically to see you."

　"That's me, you are..." Enterprise replied.

　"If what those people said is true, and if you still have your memories from before, you should be able to remember... I was your last crew member during the CV-6 period, and also the youngest crew member on the ship at that time." The old man revealed his identity.

　Enterprise suddenly realized something and said, "Ah... it's you? I remember now, you're Robert, right? Are the other crew members still alive?"

　"No..." the old man shuddered. "Everyone, at least the ones I could contact... everyone, only me is left. I'm the youngest... and I'm already 95. The others have already gone to heaven to meet God..."

　The old man continued, "I came here today to apologize to you."

　“?” Enterprise didn’t understand what Robert meant.

　At this moment, the old man suddenly banged his head against the wall of the ticket booth and cried, "I'm sorry... We couldn't raise enough money to save you. The Navy asked us to raise $200 million in six months. Does it think we are business owners or bankers?"

　The old man's behavior frightened the company and the sailors, who quickly stopped him from banging his head against the wall.

　"Robert, don't do this! It's easy to get killed if you do this kind of thing at your age!" Enterprise pulled the old man and looked at the red mark on the old man's forehead caused by the collision with heartache.

　The old man covered his face with his hands and burst into tears. "I can't believe it. The country is so rich after the war, with the Marshall Plan and the welfare state, but it can't even afford the preservation costs of a meritorious ship! Miss Enterprise, I'm so sorry, so sorry! All of us veterans can only watch helplessly as you are sent to the dock to be dismantled. I can't do anything..."

　"Robert, look at me, please calm down." Enterprise put his hands on the old man's cheeks, trying to make him look at him to calm down. "I'm standing in front of you now, okay?"

　"...That's true, but...I still feel very sorry for you. We cannot tolerate the fate of a warship with the most outstanding military achievements in the entire navy being dismantled." The old man looked at Enterprise's handsome and beautiful face, and his heart calmed down a little. Then he continued:

　"If we had saved you back then, you might have appeared a few months earlier."

　Enterprise smiled and comforted him, "Robert, you and everyone else have done your best. As you just said, the Navy gave you a harsh condition that you couldn't meet. The motive behind this was actually very simple—they had no intention of keeping me. Therefore, it was inevitable that I couldn't be kept. You haven't done anything wrong to me, and I've never blamed anyone, so there's no need for you to blame yourself."

　"Since Miss Enterprise said so, the heavy stone in my heart for decades can finally be put down." The old man closed his eyes gently, feeling relieved.

　The old man then said goodbye to the company and left.

　"Well... now that you're here, why don't you take a look at me?" Enterprise reached out to keep Robert and invited him to board the ship for observation.

　Robert stopped, turned around slowly, and said, "Ms. Enterprise, thank you for your kindness. But it's closed now, so I can't go in. I have to follow the rules. I'll come see you tomorrow."

　After saying this, the old man walked away step by step, leaning on his cane.

　The business owners and ticket-selling sailors looked at the old man and saluted him solemnly.

　Chapter 70: The Story of the American Shipgirl (5)

　"These veterans are really worthy of respect, ordinary yet great." After veteran Robert left, the ticket-selling sailor sighed.

　"Yes, that's right," Enterprise confirmed. "People always like to call me Lucky Big E and praise my achievements. Little do they realize that these nicknames are the result of their collective efforts. Without them, there would be no CV-6 as we all know it. So, instead of giving me the halo, it's better to commend these soldiers for their bravery and dedication."

　After chatting for a few words, the ticket-selling sailor packed up his things, said goodbye to Enterprise, and returned to his own quarters. Enterprise also returned to his own living room.

　Enterprise sat at her desk and picked up the MREs she had prepared earlier. She tore open the packaging and took out the food one by one.

　There are several types of MRE individual self-heating rations. The one the company currently has is No. 6 military ration, which contains a heating pack, a bag of fried rice, a bag of beef sauce, a bag of several cornmeal crusts, a small packet of cheese sauce, a bag of dried fruit, a bag of orange juice powder, a bag of coffee powder, and two pieces of chewing gum.

　Now these things are all taken out of the big packaging by the company and placed on the table. After heating them with heating packs, she first selects

　Choose the dried fruit bag, tear it open, and use your hands to squeeze the dried fruits into the bag little by little like toothpaste, and then eat it.

　"Well... apart from this puffed dough, the rest are nuts. Okay, it's a good appetizer." The company commented.

　After trying a few bites of dried fruit, the company picked up a package with a semicircular bulge. When he opened it, he saw several cornmeal pancake wrappers folded into a semicircle. It looked similar to our Donghuang pancake wrappers, crispy and tender.

　"This... feels like a burrito. Is it eaten with beef sauce?"

　So the company tore open the beef sauce package and stirred it a few times with a disposable spoon to check.

　"Uh... It's a really terrible color. It feels like something indescribable to humans..."

　The company pours the beef paste onto the spread dough, and the overall khaki paste with a hint of orange always makes people imagine.

　Military rations do not look as good as those freshly made from the wok, but people should not be fooled by the superficial appearance of things. Stinky tofu is a vivid example.

　[The girl is eating...]

　"It's surprisingly good." Enterprise chewed, letting the wrap fully stimulate his taste buds, and commented, "Although the appearance is not flattering, this beef is quite delicious. It's fragrant and spicy."

　Suddenly, the company remembered that there was a packet of cheese sauce, so he immediately tore open the cheese sauce packet, squeezed an appropriate amount of cheese sauce into the beef filling of the burrito, and then took another bite.

　"Oh, my god! Adding cheese sauce is just the finishing touch." The company gave a high evaluation with satisfaction.

　Next comes the rice. The rice in this type of military rations is fried rice. The biggest feature of this fried rice is that it is not just fried rice, but fried rice wrapped in a large amount of mashed potatoes.

　[The girl is eating...]

　"Same old story, the food is so delicious, but the appearance is just as bad as the beef sauce just now."

　After finishing the staple food, the company brewed orange juice and coffee to drink. After drinking the drinks, she gave a general evaluation of the military rations.

　"The drinks tasted pretty good, and the other two main dishes tasted okay except for the bad appearance. The fried rice was especially delicious because the mashed potatoes made it melt in your mouth. The dried fruit was also okay, but I recommend eating it with the drinks, otherwise it would be very dry."

　Just as the company was packing up the packaging bags and preparing to throw them into the trash, the phone rang.

　"Hello, this is the Ford-class nuclear-powered aircraft carrier USS Enterprise."

　"Enterprise, I checked for you. General Halsey is buried in Arlington National Cemetery," said Minister Braithwaite.

　"OK, thanks."

　Later, the enterprise opened her own account on YouTube and sometimes uploaded some videos, the most common of which were her tasting and evaluation of various military rations.

　Belfast initially served the president of a foundation of the same name, but gradually evolved into the head maid of the foundation's logistics department. The entire foundation's logistics, including hygiene, tea, meals, and hospitality, were all handled by the perfect and elegant head maid.

　One evening, after completing the final cleaning of the foundation headquarters, Belfast returned to its main body anchored on the Thames.

　She took off the gold pocket watch from her chest and placed it on the bedside table.

　Originally, Belfast wore a collar and chain instead of a pocket watch, but after British women's rights groups used this to slander Belfast, the collar was replaced with a pocket watch.

　The head maid was browsing her phone to relax after a busy day, and while browsing, she found the official account of the company.

　Then Befa clicked on it, wanting to see what the most dazzling aircraft carrier on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean usually does.

　There was a video collection of companies reviewing military rations, from energy bars to compressed biscuits, from military canned food to self-heating rations for individual soldiers. There were not only domestic products, but also those from Russia, China, Japan, France, and Germany...

　Belfast watched Enterprise eating military rations in the video, and she always had an urge to drive out of the Thames, turn around, cross the English Channel and the Atlantic Ocean to the United States, confiscate all of Enterprise's military rations, and then force her to eat in the cafeteria with the sailors.

　"Hello, Miss Enterprise. I am Belfast, the second ship of the Edinburgh-class light cruiser. I am very interested in the military rations in your hands. If I am fortunate enough to visit the United States, can you take them all out for me to see?" - Belfast's private message to the official Enterprise YouTube account.

　Later, many fans discovered that the company’s official YouTube account had not posted any military food review videos since a certain day.

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　According to the U.S. Navy's regulations on ship girls, each ship girl must be equipped with at least one captain.

　Enterprise is the most popular ship among all American ships. For this reason, the Navy gave Enterprise certain screening rights, that is, it can propose the conditions of the captain you want within a certain range, and the Navy will then find one.

　The company's requirements are simple: preferably female, with good character and ability.

　It seems simple, but the first one alone would have already rejected most people in the Navy. The Navy wanted to talk to the company about removing the gender requirement, but in order to convince the company, the Navy decided to look for it first and then talk about it.

　What no one expected was that they actually found one.

　Looking at the candidate's resume, an officer said: "Miss Enterprise said that you need a good character.

　I don't think that fits. Look at what's written above: 'In elementary school, he was often naughty, to the point of driving his teachers crazy.' Later, his victims, the teachers, nicknamed him the 'Prankster from Hell.'

　"Who hasn't been naughty as a child? Many great men were similar in their childhood, or even worse. But this did not prevent them from achieving success later. And if you look further, she became much more well-behaved after entering high school, didn't she? And she has been performing well in all aspects since then." Another officer explained.

　"But... isn't she too young? Is she really suitable to be an aircraft carrier captain at such a young age?"

　"In my opinion, today's military officers and civil servants should be younger. Kennedy was only in his early 40s when he was president, nothing like Biden today. We should appoint people based on their abilities, not their age."

　After several rounds of discussion, with the Navy Secretary's weighted words, the captain candidate currently being discussed by the officers became the captain of Enterprise.

　On the second day, the new captain was arranged to meet with Enterprise.

　When the two met, they saluted and greeted each other and introduced themselves.

　"Hello, I am Enterprise, and welcome to become the captain of this ship."

　"Hello, Enterprise, my name is Crownpeace Green. It's an honor to be your captain. You can just call me Crownpeace from now on."

　Another perspective at the end of the volume

　In a deep forest in the mountains of Honshu Island, Japan

　Two girls were drinking tea and chatting under a banyan tree.

　One of the girls had long blond hair and wore a white dress with a purple cheongsam over it. The other girl had short pink hair, a bun on her head, and a bandage on her right arm.

　The girl with long golden hair politely raised the teacup on the table, took a small sip, and then slowly placed the cup back on the table.

　"Ibaraki, wouldn't you like some brown rice tea? How about some food from time to time?" The girl with long golden hair asked kindly.

　The girl called Ibaraki waved her hand and said, "No, how can tea be as delicious as wine? I'm more used to drinking wine."

　As he said this, Ibaraki drank all the sake in the bowl.

　"Tell me, Yakumo Yukari. What do you want to talk to me about this time? I, Ibaraki Hanasu, always like to be straightforward and dislike beating around the bush." ​​Ibaraki Hanasu called the blonde girl opposite Yakumo Yukari.

　"Then let's be frank." Yakumo Yukari didn't hide her feelings and said directly, "If you've been online recently, you should know that many Tsukumogami have appeared in Japan and even around the world recently, right?"

　Ibaraki Hanafu scratched his ear with his fingers and said, "You mean those ships? Indeed, what then?"

　"Then may I ask, do these Tsukumogami feed on human fear for their existence?" Yakumo asked Ibaraki.

　Ibaraki Hanafugi thought for a moment, then understood. "I see," she said. "That's why you spent so much time thinking about it and ultimately canceled Gensokyo, right?"

　"Clever." Yakumo Yukari took another sip of tea and continued, "At that time, a widespread belief among both humans and monsters was that monsters' existence was based on human fear. The more fear humans felt, the greater the monsters' power. So the shogunate sent many Onmyoji to strangle us.

　The other surviving monsters urged us to build a barrier as soon as possible to completely isolate the monsters from the humans in the outside world, and to keep a small number of humans inside the barrier to intimidate them and live by their fear.

　So I did, but the events of the following centuries have made me increasingly skeptical of the fundamental theory of the existence of yokai. During the first hundred years of Gensokyo's existence, we employed a repressive policy against humans, instilling fear in them, yet our power didn't necessarily grow. Later, we adopted a more lenient policy, but that didn't necessarily weaken our power. This was the beginning of my skepticism about the prevailing view.

　Second, around the time of the Meiji Restoration, Britain, using its powerful ships and cannons, opened the Qing Empire's borders in the two Opium Wars. Similarly, the Black Ship Incident occurred in reclusive Japan. At that time, we were acutely aware that Gensokyo, like the closed-door Qing Empire, would sooner or later be discovered by technologically advanced humans, and perhaps even forcibly invaded.

　Third, the development of natural and social sciences in the 19th century also offers a new perspective. Throughout history, humans have fought one another to the death, their attacks no less brutal than those waged by the shogunate's onmyoji against us. Humans range from kind to wicked, and the same is true for monsters.

　So, after the Meiji Restoration, we began to reflect: if that were the case, what was the point of fighting humans for all those years? Wouldn't it be better to separate the peace-loving humans and monsters and live together, and throw the troublemakers out to let them fight among themselves and fend for themselves?

　Listening to Yakumo Yukari's story, Ibaraki Huashan stretched out her hand to signal her to stop, saying, "Stop, more than a thousand years ago, you coveted the energy of the Moon Capital and launched a lunar war..."

　Yakumo Yukari half-hid her face with her folding fan and smiled, "Ah, everyone has been young and reckless. The social environment at that time was like that of mutual aggression, so it was inevitable that we would be affected."

　"Well, later you left Gensokyo and traveled all over the five continents, especially Europe, and learned a lot of new knowledge. Then you came back and joined forces with monsters like me who supported equality between humans and monsters to defeat the monster supremacists, and gradually abolished the barrier, opened up Gensokyo, and allowed the monsters and humans in the village to actively integrate into modern society, right?" Ibaraki Hanasu finished what Yakumo Yukari was going to say next.

　"Ibaraki, it's not polite to steal someone else's lines~" Yakumo Yukari said half-jokingly.

　"But what you said is not wrong, especially the theory of the two Western male figures named Marx and Engels. Although I don't agree with all of his views, it still gave me great inspiration." Yakumo Yukari said.

　"Of course, another route is not impossible. Ibaraki, do you know Junya Ota?"

　Ibaraki Hanafumi looked up in thought and murmured, "Ota Junya? Sounds familiar, I think I've heard it somewhere..."

　Yakumo Yukari took out the teapot and sake jug from the gap and refilled her own cup and Ibaraki Hanafu's bowl, saying:

　"This person is the creator of one of the three great doujin miracles—the Touhou Project. I always feel that if I hadn't lifted the barrier back then, and instead put on the Hakurei Great Barrier and secluded myself like in the Touhou series, Gensokyo today would probably be pretty much the same as it is in the games."

　"Fortunately, you didn't take this path in reality... otherwise you wouldn't be able to enjoy what you have now." Ibaraki Huashan said, taking out his iPhone X and flipping through it.

　Ibaraki Hanafugi seemed to remember something and asked Yakumo Yukari, "If that's the case, then why don't we reveal our existence to the current humans?"

　"You're too impatient, Ibaraki Hanaou." Yakumo Yukari spread her hands and said, "Although modern humanity has made considerable progress in civilization and tolerance compared to ancient times, it's still far from enough. As long as those carnivores still control human society, humanity will never be truly tolerant.

　But now we can use those ship-tsukesangami as a reference, and... the uninvited guests from another world will continue to test humanity's unity..."

　"?" Ibaraki Hanasu expressed her confusion about the last sentence of Yakumo Yukari's words.

　Yakumo Yukari took a folding fan to cool down, stood up and paced, and said, "In another year or two, you will know."

　Chapter 71 The Eve of the Storm (2)

　After nearly half a year of development, the deep sea has now recovered, although compared to its peak period in the previous world, it is still about the size of the Earth and Saturn.

　During this six-month recuperation period, Admiralty Code, due to a severe shortage of manpower, had to personally handle almost everything. Furthermore, even the first batch of deep-sea fish, still at their youngest stages, were released to support construction as labor. (Author's voiceover: Admiralty Code, you're not allowed to use child labor!)

　Now, since the cultivation of high-level deep-sea (deep-sea pioneers) in this world is much faster than in the previous world, the first batch of deep-sea pioneers have fully matured, the second batch has reached the size of junior high school girls, and the third batch is being cultivated in the petri dish.