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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!

Mister_Archon · Fantasia
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220 Chs

| 149 | Testing New Features

Abraham stood up from his comfy chair and stretched his arms upward. It has been a while since the two new commanding officers left his office after receiving their orders. Following that, silence intruded once again, which was an unneeded solace.

'I should start exploring the current Port of Dawn. After all, a lot of things should have change with the upgrade.' He quietly thought while taking off his uniform and coat, placing them into their wardrobe. Afterward, he took out his casual clothing and wore them for this occasion. 

Abraham neatly straightened his clothes and looked back at his lonesome chair. It held some of his authority as the fleet admiral of the United Navy, but for some reason, it seemed alone. Though, not wanting to be distracted, he threw the thought at the back of his mind.