Pond

The average return was low, and there was also a great deal of risk to be taken.

Wang Dong had an auxiliary system, and the frequency of the Tomahawk entering the battlefield of alien space would be much higher than the average Fire warship.

On average, the average fire battleship would enter the battlefield of alien space no more than twice a year because the alien space signals were difficult to capture.

Wang Dong was different.

With the one-month buffer time of the ship's fire, Wang Dong could enter the battlefield of alien space as many as twelve times a year!

Six times the average.

Having assistance was just so wolfish.

Of course, it wasn't that this time, the Other Space Battlefield, was that perfect.

If it weren't for the fact that the Tomahawk's source point acquisition rate was only 25%, the number of "remaining source points" would have been 7456!

The vast majority of the source points obtained by the Tomahawk this time came from eliminating the members of the Yatai civilization.

For every 10,000 members of a civilization eliminated, one source point would be gained.

With a source point acquisition rate of 25%, obtaining 1,681 source points meant that Wang Dong had just caused over 70 million deaths in this rich galaxy with a total population of tens of billions.

It was less than one percent of the total population!

Naturally, the main reason is that the Tomahawk itself does not have weapons of mass destruction, and the ammunition surplus is seriously insufficient.

So that such an opportunity for source points to explode was not seized.

But Wang Dong is generally satisfied.

Hardware facilities are limited; this is the objective situation.

After all, who would have thought that the first alien space battlefield after rebirth could touch such a big piece of fat meat?

It is not a crime of war; Wang Dong is very open-minded.

As long as he can continue to "live" peacefully, Wang Dong does not think that he will lack this kind of thing in the future.

Besides, the "Name Change Fee" that was intended to be gathered after many battlegrounds in other dimensions was actually put in place in one go, which already made Wang Dong feel quite surprised.

"Next, it's time to solve the current dilemma."

The first step was to change the name of the Tomahawk.

Linking on the shipboard fire, he chose to re-inscribe the name of the battleship.

It went smoothly, and the command was accepted.

"Please enter the name of the battleship to be changed."

"Aurora."

Wang Dong was hesitant.

Aurora signaled new life and hope.

"Sorry, the name you entered is already occupied."

"Aurora Goddess." Wang Dong frowned slightly.

"Sorry, the length of the name you entered exceeds the permitted length range of a destroyer's name."

Wang Dong:.

I almost forgot that destroyers, as the most elementary form of fire battleships, were indeed, in some aspects, that little bit discriminated against.

...

Once again, seven or eight names were occupied.

"Eagle ship!" Wang Dong was furious.

"Sorry, the name you entered is occupied."

...

After racking his brain for more than a dozen names,.

"The White Crane..." Wang Dong hung his head.

"Sorry, the name you entered is already taken."

Wang Dong: "Awkward..."

Wang Dong finally understood why most of the fire warships he had come into contact with, whether it was Yuan Shu's "Tomahawk" or the Jin Family's "Scimitar" and "Small Sword" that he had once fought, the "Long Sword," "Big Sword," and other names, all seemed so poorly organized.

Reality is not a novel; it does not matter what the name of the dragon set is; random cats and dogs are randomly named.

In reality, every fire warship is the treasure of the captain's heart.

And to be able to become a captain, there is no easy generation.

The names of their warships must be carefully selected.

The reason why it can still appear as "tomahawk," "machete," "knife," and other such names is really because the predecessors have gone all the way, so that the younger generation has been There is no way out!

Over the past ten thousand years, human civilization has built countless fire warships, and the names of the warships are naturally countless.

The slightly better-sounding ones had long been used up thousands of years ago without knowing.

Later generations could only lower the standard again and again, to the point where Wang Dong is now—even the "Little Eagle" and "Gray Crane," this kind of name, are not there!

Wang Dong never thought that he would be stuck for more than an hour in the naming process.

After an unknown number of attempts, Wang Dong felt that his brain was about to turn into mush, and the words he spat out of his mouth were even subconsciously pronounced—not even in his brain.

"Lake..." Wang Dong was out of breath.

"Sorry, the name you entered is already occupied."

"Pond."

"Pond, the name has no duplicates; is it OK?"

"Bathtub... and so on; no duplicates?"

Wang Dong snapped in response.

"Bathtub, name without repetition, is it OK?"

"No, no, no."

Wang Dong hastily rejected it. "Pond" is already tragic enough; how can it be changed to "Bathtub"?

"Pond."

Wang Dong carefully said.

"Pond, name without duplication, is it OK?"

"OK!"

Wang Dong had exhausted his patience. A pond is a pond, at least one level higher than a bath tub.

"This operation will consume 1000 source points; is it confirmed?"

"Confirmed."

The answer was particularly quick.

"Dear Sir Captain, the Tomahawk has successfully changed its name to the Pond; this change will be recorded in the navigation log. If you need to change the name of the battleship again, you need to consume 2000 source points."

"Whew, it's finally done."

Wang Dong touched his forehead with his hand, gratefully.