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Naval Gacha System: It's Time To Monopolize The Seven Seas!

Abraham Shepherd, a middle-aged office worker, wakes up in the middle of a lush forest on a mysterious island, far from the concrete jungle he used to call home. Sunlight streams through the trees, and as he shakes off the confusion, he realizes he’s not just waking up from a nap. He's been given a second chance at life! After meeting a tragic end during an intense gaming session, Abraham finds himself in a world bursting with color and adventure. Memories of his old life flood back—filled with loneliness and stress—but instead of feeling lost, he discovers a spark of determination. This new place offers him a shot at something different. As he sets off to figure out how to survive and thrive, he stumbles upon a mysterious system that promises to change everything. With new challenges ahead and unexpected powers at his fingertips, Abraham is ready to embrace this wild journey. Can he carve out a new life in this strange world, or will his past come back to haunt him? Join Abraham as he steps into the adventure of a lifetime starting on this uncharted island! | Initializing Naval Gacha System… | ――――― Do you want to read a story about a protagonist summoning modern warships into a fantasy world? Well, here it is! The Naval Gacha System: It's Time To Monopolize The Seven Seas!

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Propelling through the air, Abraham soon made his landing onto a nearby enemy battleship sailing in the rear line of their battle formation. It wasn't a comfortable and adept landing, however, as he crashed onto the mast of their warship, toppling it down to the decks.

The shouts and cries of the crew resounded as they had thought one of the shells had hit their mass. They scattered around trying to regain discipline, but with the mast plunging onto the bow of the battleship. Calm was far from what they would feel.

"Repair the ship and make sure that our hull remains combat-effective." An order echoed throughout the wooden deck of the battleship. It came from none other than the commanding officer, the captain of the warship.

When the crew heard his orders, their discipline returned as they quickly began checking for further damages from the attack. The giant cannons of the battleship kept firing, uncaring of the complicated situation of the above deck.