Chapter 446: Not a Drop Left

It was obvious that, as an extremely young small ship girl, Xiao Jiu couldn't match that old ship girl; she could only try to rely on her gaze to kill the opponent.

That old ship girl is far too mature compared to her; she's completely no match!

When we were your age, we were already battle-hardened veterans who had roamed the interstellar battlefield for twenty years.

But I envy your purity.

Who asked you!

Every ship life, upon birth, is extremely quickly thrown into the battlefield; those that survive will be promoted and get new pilots—they are merely tools.

No, I'm just simply explaining.

Moreover... you seem to have special feelings for your pilot.

Who who who asked you!!!

Xiao Jiu seemed like a catgirl whose tail had been stepped on; she instantly snorted and darted away with a 'ga', leaving the room with only an old ship girl hanging on the iron rack.

She watched Xiao Jiu's retreating back, and a smile slowly crept onto her otherwise expressionless face.

You quickly decided on the warship to build, about the same size as Xiao Jiu's, both medium-sized, but this time the construction difficulty isn't that great.

You've noticed that Xiao Jiu has recently become somewhat strange, often arguing with that old ship girl and additionally resisting your touch.

You know, the two of you have been up Trash Mountain and down Radiation Lake; back then, cuddling was inevitable, you touched everything you should and shouldn't have—what's going on now?

How come you're getting shy now? You look speechless, and you're utterly speechless toward this ship girl who's always changing.

At 24, since you picked up that second ship girl, you've been using parts discarded from the ship racing club to forge a warship for her, but the most important part is still the forging of the Space Component.

This is the most precious and core thing of a ship life; you don't know much about its manufacturing process.

But that's not a problem! You have a ship girl over six hundred years old nearby; although her knowledge is from six hundred years ago, the core technology hasn't changed much.

You've obtained the manufacturing technique for the Space Component! (Six-hundred-year-old version)

You successfully manufactured the Space Component!

Moreover, with this you can completely make up for Xiao Jiu's inability to autonomously deploy her hull!

Tsk! Where are you running to!

Come here!

Xiao Jiu clung to the door crack, staring at Zhang Jie's silhouette as if she'd seen some flood beast.

Human, can you pass on your skills to me?

Pass an egg! What are you doing!

Zhang Jie strode over, grabbed a handful of Xiao Jiu's stray hair, ignored her resistance, and directly gave her a 'belly rip', reaching into her abdomen.

Waaah!

Soul-less human! Idiot human!

The old ship girl on the other side watched their wild interaction, her eyelids twitching twice for no reason.

These two guys' way of communicating is truly... wild...

After a strange sound, Zhang Jie finally patched Xiao Jiu with a Space Component; now she is finally a complete, normal, excellent ship girl!

This must have been worrying Xiao Jiu for a long time—at least Zhang Jie thinks so—but now Xiao Jiu seems not to care at all; her face is full of accusations against Zhang Jie's rough behavior.

Human, you must take responsibility for me!

?

Looks like I need to collect all your little person books.

No!

Xiao Jiu ran off with a '(/≧▽≦)/' expression, clearly just messing around.

Speaking of which, when did Xiao Jiu become such a goofball? Zhang Jie thought back carefully and didn't find any obvious turning point.

Although Xiao Jiu seems to have changed a lot, she actually changes every day; by now, you can no longer see her former lifeless appearance.

Zhang Jie nodded, somewhat amused, but suddenly a voice came from behind—the old ship girl's.

You've raised her well.

Of course, this is my ship life.

Looking at Zhang Jie's smug expression, a feeling of envy and jealousy welled up.

Her pilot, or rather her owner, has exceeded fifty; the one who has accompanied her the longest, also the first, already sacrificed in artillery fire during a battle.

He was hit by the aftershock of an energy weapon and was shaken to death inside her own hull.

The last thing she saw was a bloody scene of blood and bodily organs evenly smeared in the cockpit, an image she can never forget.

Really envy you guys.

Besides, you can call me by my designation 4417, or my name Qiong, whichever you prefer.

Huh? Okay, got it.

Just like that, you finally learned the old ship girl's name; you no longer need to call her 'hey' or 'old ship girl'—she has her own name, Qiong.

You successfully manufactured a usable Space Component and installed it on Qiong; you first observed up close the fusion of warship and ship life, which is miraculous and also swift.

You now successfully have a second ship girl who can help you work!

So, how's your consideration going?

Having a small warship as her hull, Qiong's body is no longer just a weak ship girl hanging on an iron rack.

Now she has a body about the same height as Xiao Jiu's, except she lacks Xiao Jiu's headlights specially tended by Zhang Jie, while Xiao Jiu lacks her knowledge and her old-fashioned appearance.

I....

I will work for you.... fifty years.

When the term ends, I hope you let me go.

I want.... to see other different scenery in the universe.

Deal!

Zhang Jie raised a smile, shook hands with the other party, please! Bai Gan fifty years ah, by then waiting for my interstellar garbage team to develop, it won't be missing her, right?

However, since she said it's free, then I can't blame Zhang Jie for exploiting employees!

Qiong Hui held Zhang Jie's hand, looking at his smile, for some reason always feeling that this smile was a bit gloomy....

You.... you aren't thinking of something bad, are you?

Ahahaha, of course not!

However, the next day, this poor old grandmother was frantically exploited by Zhang Jie.

Cough, this time it's about the knowledge in the other person's mind; her database indeed has a lot of good stuff.

I really.... have not a single drop left....