A tsunami engulfed the world, and I relied on a broken raft to awaken [Build a Feedback System]. While others fished for cans, I pressed steel plates with my bare hands; while others begged for a ladle of water, I built a 10,000-ton deep-sea warehouse.
When the ghost ship's guns were pointed at my wooden wall, and when the commander of the combined fleet invited me to "submit," I just silently welded the last rivet.
"Recruitment? When my aircraft carrier formation surfaces, you can ask me again what the rules at sea are."
