Apocalypse Shelter Administrator - Chapter 395



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EP.395 Living Ship

A scene in the history of warfare where the Navy takes on the Army is rare.

But once it was done, it was a scene of one-sided massacre.

While the enemy cannot walk on water, this ship is capable of operating weapons that are free from the constraints of weight.

“If there were no sea monsters, would the infection war have gone like this? Like building a large-scale fortress on the coast and holding out with support from naval guns.”

I imagined that after World War II, retired battleships would return to service and cut through the waves. It would certainly be possible.

“Not only the battles, but many other things would have changed. Many governments would have remained intact. Instead of running away, they could have established bases at sea and continued to command.”

Artemis said, sipping her tea.

We’ve swept away the main force of the infection and are in a state of calm, so we’re having tea time.

“No matter how numerous and dangerous the monsters are, aren’t they all just like warriors in the age of cold weapons? If the seas had been healthy, no country would have been isolated.”

The most deadly thing in the infection war is not the initial massive infectivity, nor the billions of walkers, nor the wild infected rushing in by the hundreds of billions, nor the enhanced variants.

Sea monsters played a major role in severing trade and supply routes and connections between nations.

“This is terrible.”

On the screen, reconnaissance drones continuously transmit the situation at the bombing site.

“It’s unexpected for a veteran who has fought in countless battlefields to respond.”

“It feels a little different from the horror of a battlefield. It feels like I’m witnessing a chicken factory where horizontal lines are falling into a grinder.”

Small fragments of flesh, eyeballs, fingers, and other things are strewn throughout the ruins. Intestines hang from collapsed walls and windows like dried vegetables.

It was much more gory than the results of a typical gunfight.

Slurp.

But the wife, a womanizer, pays no attention and enjoys her tea.

Like Lieutenant Colonel Mo, who loves the smell of napalm in the morning, her hobby is dissecting infected organisms.

As expected from someone with nerves of steel (somewhat metaphorically, some not), he doesn’t mind this arrangement.

“Try this too. It’s covered in our newly developed jam.”

He calmly takes a cookie.

The brown cookie held in my snow-white fingers stopped in front of my mouth.

Artemis is obsessive-compulsive disorder and hates getting foreign substances on her hands.

There are only two cases where you are willing to take the risk and take it in hand.

One is when someone tries to feed me food like now. Instead of using a fork or chopsticks, he insists on picking it up with his bare hands.

The other one… I will skip the detailed explanation.

Yum!

“How does it taste?”

“It’s nice because it has a deep fragrance without being too sweet.”

“I flavored it with something else instead of sugar.”

I pick one up and put it in her mouth, and she happily accepts it.

I pushed the jam on my finger to her lips. Her hot mouth and moist tongue greeted me and swirled around.

Boom!

I withdrew my fingers, feeling considerable pressure from her cutely pursed lips.

She put her saliva-soaked index finger in front of his nose.

Sniff sniff.

“You seem like a pervert. Why are you wearing that?”

“I’m surprised it doesn’t smell like saliva.”

There is no peculiar, pungent, or disgusting smell of saliva.

It just has a refreshing scent as clear as its color.

“My body smells good everywhere.”

She said proudly, placing her hand on her chest.

So I tried to lift my armpit and got hit in the back.

Kiiing.

The third turret rotates and aims at a ruin in the scorched harbor.

There is a group of walkers struggling over the fallen bricks and concrete.

“They keep coming without getting tired. They’re not like pilgrims going on a holy expedition.”

The shattered land is rough and muddy with mud and blood.

Some walkers slipped and fell on the fat and flesh from someone’s stomach.

Bam!!!

The cannon fired.

A huge explosion occurs, and hundreds of kilograms of fleshy chunks fly out and fall like rain.

The bodies of the chopped up guys are newly joined by the mud of the leather. It will now be a bit more difficult to enter the path.

Drones also tracked those who crawled out of dens we couldn’t find, lured by the noise of an all-out battle.

“The construction of the outpost will have to wait a little longer.”

The demolition team is dispatched immediately.

With the main force crushed, the remnants were easily subdued by squad-sized stalkers and their lair was destroyed.

This iterative process will continue for some time.

I turned off the detailed scene screen and checked the status of the patrol ship.

The hull shown by the drone is covered in scratches all over.

“There are more scratches than I thought. Did I drive too roughly?”

“I couldn’t help it. There’s a limit to how far you can go to avoid a coastline full of sunken ships.”

As we got closer to the port, there was more scrap metal than water. We had to brave some bumps to get in.

“If a former captain or navigator saw that, he would be terrified.”

“Then. Boom! Boom! How foolish would it have seemed to push in the sunken ships like breaking them into pieces?”

It may look refreshing, but it was a shocking scene for sailors.

‘How are you going to fix that later!’

But this outpost is special.

It can be handled somewhat roughly without any problems and does not even require maintenance after sailing.

“A ship that sheds its skin…”

As if the scars from just now were a lie, the hull of the corvette was revived and shiny.

There are a few scratches, but they are minor.

with a plop!

The scarred outer shell peels off like shavings and sinks to the bottom of the sea.

The combination of inorganic and organic elements is common to shelter combat weapons.

The ship’s water-facing hull was constructed from a material similar to the carapace of an arthropod.

Thanks to this, there is no smooth steel sheen that comes to mind when thinking of a warship, only a dark green-brown texture.

The surface had countless hexagonal patterns, making it look very sturdy.

The various structures and turrets are placed on top of the metal hull.

“How did you come up with this? Other inventions are great, but this is something that will change the history of navigation.”

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“Haha, praise me some more.”

Artemis swept her hair back over her shoulder, showing off.

“It’s an idea that I, a person with only one Ph.D., could never have imagined.”

Although the tone was blatant and flattering, it was filled with genuine awe.

This work is only possible if both ship technology and biotechnology are at their peak.

“It’s such a hassle to remove barnacles periodically.”

She pursues automation in all fields.

“I’ve watched a few YouTube videos on how to remove barnacles. It was stress-relieving to watch, but it must have been hard work to manage it myself.”

Barnacles, which cling to the hull of a ship with their incredible vitality and reproductive power, are marine pests that hinder the maneuverability and fuel efficiency of ships.

“We never even considered removing them one by one manually. How inefficient is that?”

We’ll combine the greatest strengths of self-replicating organic matter with those of ships.

He looks at his wife with eyes filled with sincere respect.

“Huh, huh!”

Horok!

Hororok!

She crossed her arms and sipped her black tea repeatedly, finishing it in an instant.

She seemed a little taken aback when I gave her 100% pure awe instead of my usual mischievous jokes. Was I really that mischievous?

“One more drink.”

As Artemis held out the glass, Ayla, who had been waiting, poured it.

“Because it’s not made of iron, it won’t rust, and it can be easily maintained at sea without having to dock at a port.”

“Yes. Even if partial damage occurs due to battle, collision, or aging, it’s over once the shell is removed! Because a new hull is constantly growing inside.”

In a normal ship, you would be afraid that a small crack would open during the voyage, but this ship doesn’t have to worry about that.

“I wonder what the reaction would be if I showed this ship to former ship mechanics or captains.”

Artemis’ eyes lit up at my words.

It is the fundamental desire of all advanced AIs to reveal their research results to humanity and experience its reactions.

“But can we just throw that ruin into the sea?”

“It doesn’t matter. It’s organic matter, so if you leave it alone, it will rot on its own.”

“Well, you would have calculated all that before making it.”

“of course.”

No, it seems there is no need to wait for the ruins to rot.

An underwater drone captured fish gathering to feast on the debris.

Bam!!!

Every time a bombardment occurs, the fish scatter in all directions, then quickly gather again to peck at the shells.

The noise of the gunfire was noise, but the waves the ship created from the recoil seemed to be mistaken for the approach of a predator.

“Is it a problem if the weight is too light?”

Organic materials are much lighter than iron.

Because of this, the ship rocked even though it used smaller-caliber guns than the large guns of World War II.

“What if we put a lot of heavy stuff inside?”

“I will refrain from such undignified behavior. I will show you new results soon.”

The alternative she had carefully considered was rejected outright by her. Instead, as always, she sought to overcome it through science and research.

Well, the lighter it is, the greater the fuel efficiency and cargo capacity. We need cargo ships more than warships.

Before we knew it, the number of fish gathered in the shell had doubled and tripled.

As the shelling continued, they gradually became more calm and focused on tearing down the ruins.

“I wonder if it tastes good?”

“I wasn’t particularly concerned about that, but I guess I need to improve this too.”

“I guess it was necessary to do that.”

We can’t be sure that we’ll only be dealing with infected people forever.

“When the human army is the opponent, we can estimate the location of our ships by watching the fish tangle.”

I nodded at Artemis’ words.

“Is this the reincarnation of D-ration chocolate?”

It reminded me of the chocolate supplied to the US military during World War II, which was notorious for being tasteless.

It is said that they intentionally made it tasteless because if it were delicious, people would eat all the chocolate they normally use to replenish calories during battle.

Watching the fish happily tearing their skins apart, I felt like history was turning.

“Idiot. That’s different.”

Artemis chuckled and put a chocolate cookie in my mouth.

And then, as if to take revenge for what happened earlier, he puts his index finger into my mouth.

As she held his finger with passion, the corners of his beautiful eyes curved like crescent moons.

Boom!

The delicate index finger that came out of my mouth stopped in front of my sharp nose.

Cute little nostrils that flutter.

“It’s bad.”

Artemis frowned.

“hey!”

I got angry for a moment.

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After a few more days, the Shandong bridgehead was completed.

The area is full of tempting mines and resource deposits, but there’s no need to go digging around in them right now.

Shandong province is a coastal city and one of the last bastions designated as a safe zone by the Chinese government.

A place where there are large quantities of stockpiled supplies.

[Found the raw materials warehouse.]

The stalker reconnaissance team reported.

bang!

Hercules slams his body into a rusted iron door.

In that one room, hinges, screws, and locks break.

Kuddddd.

As the door opened with a loud, dissonant noise, inside were piles of colorful ingots.

There are many damaged materials in unmanaged warehouses due to moisture and mold growth.

Still, it’s a big harvest.

[Heek…Kieee…]

An infected entity wearing a dirty hard hat lay sprawled in a corner, glaring at the intruders.

The body is as dry as a mummy, and even mushrooms and mold are growing on it. It is stuck to the ground and can only stare at it, unable to get up.

Thud!

A single shot will bring down that weary head.

The warehouse keeper’s task, which had lasted six years, or perhaps even longer, was over. Even though we were not the customers he had hoped for.

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