"That's s enough, Taihou. Have some decency—at least wait until no one's watching."
A stunning silver-haired maid yanked Taihou by the collar and pulled her away from John. This woman was Belfast, headmaid of the Royal Navy.
Belfast carried herself with refined grace. Her silver-white hair flowed past her shoulders reaching to below her waist, and she wore a traditional maid's headband. Her cool violet eyes radiated calm and intelligence. She wore a pristine maid uniform—black and white with silver accents—that perfectly complemented her noble posture. Yet beneath her elegance was a formidable warrior. Her gloved hands, equally suited for tea trays or battle, remained ever-ready.
Taihou, by contrast, was a striking woman from the Sakura Empire. She had raven-black hair tied in a long twin tail, and her crimson eyes shimmered with obsession. Her outfit consists of a modified red kimono and a short skirt which elevates her voluptuous figure and beauty.
Belfast and Taihou were shipgirls—humanoid warships once modeled after Earth's naval vessels, now radically enhanced by John's ???--tier technology. Unlike their original counterparts, these replicas are endlessly powerful. Forged by John's unique skill.
"Belfast, unhand me! Don't interfere with my heartfelt reunion!" Taihou protested.
But Belfast ignored her, gave John a formal nod, and dragged the dramatic carrier away.
John waved them off and turned his attention to a golden-haired beauty—Richelieu the Flagship of the Iris Libre fleet.
She stood with a serene, divine nobility. Her flowing golden-blonde hair framed a face touched by both warmth and discipline. She wore black and red robes adorned with golden crosses with white floppy edges, regal embroidery glinting in the light. Her pale red eyes exuded composure and faith.
"You've received my instructions already, right?" John asked.
"I have, Commander," Richelieu replied.
"Any questions?"
"None, Commander."
"Then proceed to your station. Also, prioritize the construction of Bulins and Manjuus."
Richelieu saluted sharply, then turned to the gathered crowd and issued orders. Moments later, they all headed toward the Black Tower, leaving John alone.
With a wave of his hand, John activated All Replicas, his unique skill. A portal bloomed into existence—through it stepped another army of beautiful humanoid warriors.
These were not human. They were Nikkes: female androids built as weapons of mass destruction. But these weren't the original Nikkes. Like the shipgirls before them, they were Supreme Replicas—vastly upgraded versions, crafted by John's monstrous tech at the very pinnacle of everything.
John's skill had two paths:
• Perfect Replicas: exact, flawless copies.
• Supreme Replicas: modified versions that could surpass the limits of existence. A simple pen replicated through this path could become an all-existence and beyond annihilator.
"Hello, Commander! Long time no see. Did you miss me—or did you miss this?"
A voluptuous brunette with a teasing grin approached. It was Anis, radiating danger and charm in equal measure.
John sighed. "Anis, this isn't the time for that."
Anis's golden-brown hair bounced with each step beneath her tilted cap. A smirk danced on her lips. Her open jacket revealed a tight combat vest, ammo strapped across her waist. One thigh bare, the other armored—she walked like someone who'd survived every battlefield she faced. A heavy grenade launcher hung from her back.
"Don't be so cold, Commander. Come on, let me give you a hug and a sweet kiss as a reunion gift!"
Before she could follow through, Neon—just beside her—pulled at her arm, flustered.
Neon wore a modified sailor uniform and a cap that hinted at mischief. Her silver hair shimmered in the light, and a polished shotgun rested on her shoulder like a feather. Thigh-high stockings and a short skirt gave her a pin-up look, but her sharp gaze behind thin glasses revealed deadly focus.
Neon nervously looked over her shoulder.
Behind her stood Rapi, their squad leader, clad in a sleek black combat leotard with a militaristic aesthetic common among the Nikkes.
"Anis. Settle down," Rapi said, her tone icy. "This isn't the time."
Anis straightened up, scratched her cheek, and awkwardly cleared her throat.
"Anis at your service, Commander!" she chirped.
Neon nodded eagerly and clenched her fist in excitement.
Rapi, silent but composed, watched John patiently.
"You may begin," John said. "Prioritize nuke production."
"Master, may I ask something?" Neon said, hesitantly.
"Go ahead."
"Wouldn't it be easier to just summon more of us?"
John chuckled. "You're right—it is easier. I have ??? Number of replicas of everything. And ??? Copies of this unique skill, each containing the same number of replicas. But that's dull. I prefer to summon only a few of you at a time. It keeps things… meaningful."
"I understand. Thank you for answering," Neon said, blushing shyly. "Can you visit us later?"
"Of course. I'll visit once this is done. You're all dismissed."
A Few Days Later
Black Tower, Floor 1 Googolplex, Sector No. ???
Inside his office, John sat behind a large desk. Richelieu stood before him, delivering her report. Behind him, Rapi was efficiently organizing documents on her terminal tablet. Taihou loitered in the corner, doing something suspiciously unimportant.
"How's the survey?" John asked.
Richelieu projected a map of the Old World and highlighted several regions.
"We discovered eight Endless Biomespheres and two dungeons," she began.
"The dungeons are still a mystery. The data doesn't match anything we know. Both have an exterior footprint of 50 million miles, shaped like pyramids buried underground. Their interiors have a size of ??? and there is ??? number of floors and layers as vast beyond all comprehension each floor and layer has a size of ???. We believe there's an even larger area we haven't accessed. To proceed, we'll need to contact a civilization with prior knowledge."
She paused, then continued.
"The Endless Biomespheres are now fully understood. These are enclosed biomes sealed within translucent barriers. From the outside, they appear vast—stretching millions of miles. But once inside, their true scale is revealed: forests stretching ??? Distances, endless in depth and width, akin to alternate dimensions."
"No one can reach their center without the ability to travel ??? Levels of distance. Flying up or traveling to the barrier's edge yields the same result. The true distance from center to barrier, ground to sky, or edge to edge is all scaled as ???."
"At each center stands a World Tree—its height and bark thickness measured in ???. These trees created the barriers. A single leaf rivals the size of all existence and beyond before the Great Change."
"The Biomespheres contain boundless lands, treasures, and Forbidden-level monsters. Deeper within, we detected even ??? Level entities. They may also contain ??? Number of unknown dungeons, not lesser than the 2 dungeons we discovered."
"Commander… I advise against using them as resource mines. Despite our strength, the risk is too great."
Silence settled over the room.
The three women waited for John's response.
John the commander,—fell into quiet thought.
Rapi Image.
Anis Image.
Neon Image.
Richelieu Image.
Taihou Image.
Belfast Image.