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

In the silent solace of a forest on an unknown island, a middle-aged man awoke to a world brimming with vibrant life. A stark difference between the preceding sceneries of the concrete jungle that shrouded his life. As his mind emerged from the murky depths of unconsciousness, he was greeted by the gentle sunlight filtering through the lush canopy above. His name was Abraham Shepherd, an office worker. When he salvaged a tinge of his lucidness and calm, Abraham found himself grappling with the fog of memory and the weight of his recent demise. However, he found comfort in the tranquility of his surroundings. Though initially disoriented by his newfound state, he gradually reclaimed his composure and clarity of mind. But Abraham's respite was short-lived, for he soon realized the extraordinary circumstances of his existence. Transmigration. Transmigrated from his former life as an ordinary office worker, he now stood at the threshold of an unfamiliar realm, teeming with possibilities and unknown dangers. Recalling the horrific experience of his untimely demise during a heated gaming session, the helplessness, fear, and loneliness. A flicker of determination soon ignited within his soul. Driven by a newfound resolve to seize control of his destiny, Abraham embarked on a journey of self-discovery and survival. With each step forward, he embraced the uncertainty of his new reality, determined to carve out a place for himself in this fantastical world. But as fate would have it, Abraham's path would intersect with a revelation beyond his wildest imagination yet should have been expected to come. | Initializing Naval Building 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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| 051 | Morgen's Status Report

In the jet-black limousine driving through the streets of the Port of Dawn, Abraham gazed through the tinted windows and observed the current scenery of the port. The change was astonishing, to say the least.

Most of the remaining land of the port brimmed with various facilities and buildings that could support a population of 5,000 to 7,500 people. In itself, the port could consider itself a tiny city.

With several kinds of factories springing up one after another, it made him wonder about the growth in defensive capabilities of the Port of Dawn.

Fortunately, his questions would be answered by the Lieutenant Commander's report. 

Morgen who sat in front of Abraham in the limousine took out several report papers and explained them with ease and adeptness.

"Fleet Admiral, our population has risen from 1,000 to 5,000 personnel. With the inclusion of the naval personnel of our fleet, our population should be 7,000 at least."