Star Ship Girl Era: My Shipgirls Are Too Overpowered-Chapter 84: Shopping With Elowen

After Elowen joined the fleet, Aurelian, who had finally slowed down a little over the last few days, became busy again.

There was no helping it.

An ecological ship was not the kind of ship you would want to leave alone, as it has too many uses in the logistics side, and too much potential to be wasted through neglect.

If he was going to make proper use of Elowen, then he needed to start filling her internal ecological zones with things worth cultivating, not just anything that could survive, but things that could grow into long-term value.

That thought quickly pulled him into another round of movement.

Over the next two days, he and Elowen went all over Polaris Star Port, checking specialist markets, biological auctions, licensed cultivation houses, and a few family-linked suppliers that did not deal with normal customers, places where quality mattered more than visibility.

Rhoswen came along for part of it at first, mostly out of curiosity, but after the third stop, she started looking like she would rather fight pirates than compare rare seedlings and breeding stock for another hour, her patience clearly not built for slow selection.

Astra handled the whole thing better, but even she left most of the actual choosing to Elowen, stepping back without needing to be told.

That turned out to be the right move.

Elowen knew exactly what she was looking at.

Aurelian could tell the difference almost immediately. He could judge what looked valuable, what seemed rare, and what might have future use, but Elowen saw much deeper than that, past the surface traits into something more practical.

She could tell which plants had stronger growth potential, which animal lines were worth preserving, which species adapted well to controlled habitats, and which ones were simply expensive curiosities with no real future, no matter how rare they appeared.

So in the end, he let her lead, without interfering where he did not need to.

And because she was careful rather than greedy, the whole trip cost much less than he had expected, but they bought enough for her to be busy for a while.

At first, Aurelian had thought he was about to bleed credits into a bottomless pit.

Instead, Elowen rejected far more than she accepted, moving on quickly without hesitation.

Low-potential stock was left behind.

Species that looked nice but had little practical future were ignored.

The things they did buy were limited in number but high in value, the kind of start that could actually grow into something meaningful later, instead of becoming dead weight that took up space without giving anything back.

Among the things Aurelian focused on most were several creatures and plant strains with distant draconic traces, something he had thought about before when he saw the info about ecological shipgirls.

He had not dropped that idea.

The Nanoforge Recovery Pod still sat in reserve, and its gene purification function was too unusual to ignore.

Combined with Elowen’s own talents, it opened a path toward controlled biological improvement that was hard not to think about, even if he was not planning to act on it immediately.

He was not in a rush to experiment wildly. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Still, building a proper line of high-value lifeforms for future territory work was too good an opportunity to waste, especially when the foundation was already within reach.

So he bought several dragon-blooded animals and even one strange plant strain that apparently also carried a thin draconic signature for reasons no one in the seller’s shop could properly explain, something that made it stand out despite its unclear origin.

Elowen had looked happy when she saw it, the kind of reaction that told him it was worth the purchase without needing further explanation.

By the time the purchasing run ended, all the selected organisms and cultivation stock were transferred onto Elowen’s ship.

Once placed inside her ecological zones, the whole vessel felt even more alive than before, the change immediate but not overwhelming.

Plants settled into place.

Small creatures adapted quickly.

The ship no longer felt like a restored shell with a recreated park inside.

It had now transformed into a mini-world where life could survive while the ship traveled through space.

Only after that was done did Aurelian head back to the shipyard.

The family engineers had already sent him the next notice.

The supply ship was ready.

That made him move at once, because unlike the ecological ship, this one was less certain, without the same level of assurance behind it.

The carrier clue had already all but guaranteed a result. The eco-ship had been a clue target too. The supply ship was different.

This was the first time in a while that he was trying to awaken a shipgirl from a recovered ship that had not been directly pointed out by a clue of its own, which meant there was no hidden push supporting it.

That made this a simple test.

Luck.

Probability.

And whether the ship itself had enough history and quality left in it to answer back, or whether it would remain silent no matter what he did.

He went alone this time.

Astra and the others stayed back, partly because there was no need to make a whole event out of it, and partly because Aurelian himself preferred it that way.

If it failed, there was no point in turning it into a scene; if it succeeded, they would see another sister coming out with their commander.

When he entered the repaired supply ship, the difference from before was obvious.

The old wear was gone.

The hull systems were stable.

The internal lines had all been restored cleanly, without any of the lingering inconsistencies that damaged ships often carried.

He walked straight to the captain’s cabin, opened the activation interface, and fed in the required source fragments, each step done without hesitation.

Then he stepped back outside and waited.

At first, there was nothing.

A minute passed.

Then another.

Then more.

The silence dragged just long enough to make the uncertainty start pressing at him, slow and steady.

Aurelian stayed still, but his focus sharpened a little, not tense, but alert.

Maybe this one would fail.

Or maybe it just needed a little more time to answer.