The Disqualified Commander of the Abandoned Shipgirl

The man muttered to himself, sipping the tea in his cup.

"Although there won't be any problem."

After all, the army was there to provide a safety net.

No matter what happens, it can be suppressed by force.

The three questions that Hei Jiao asked just now are actually not of the same importance.

The most valuable one is the last one.

Why did the Siren take action at this time?

And it doesn’t look like it’s extremely urgent——?

Have those things ever had any contact with the Sirens?

Just consider it as contact, then, what else have you done?

The answers to these questions are largely specious.

It’s like knowing it clearly, but not having very clear and definite evidence.

Those things won't reveal any clues.

Secondly, although the military is very powerful, due to its special nature, it cannot do anything without evidence.

After all, all they can do is provide a safety net.

Human life span has a limit. No matter how long a person lives or how powerful a commander is, he will eventually die due to his life span.

So far, the number of A-level commanders has been very small.

The oldest among them is already approaching seventy years old.

This is also something they have to consider.

With the speed and frequency of A-level appearances, Donghuang doesn’t know how long he will have to wait for the next A-level commander to appear.

Apart from A-level commanders, if you want to maximize your own combat effectiveness, the only place you can start is with the ship girls.

This is one reason why those extreme experiments still exist today.

In the face of survival, any problem is not a problem and will be overcome.

But, some things are also a double-edged sword.

Many things in this world require balance.

Like some kind of natural law.

If a monster like the Siren appears in the world, then there will definitely be a corresponding ship girl.

If humans master the power of the soul, they will also have to bear a price that is equal to this power.

Anything gained has equal risks.

If you want to hold a peerless magic weapon.

Then you must be prepared to be hurt by this weapon first.

However, many profit-seekers will ignore the latter one. They can only see what they can get and turn a blind eye to the price they need to pay.

Glancing at the phone that suddenly lit up, the man tapped it lightly, and a sound came out of the earphones he had been wearing on his ears.

"has not rested yet?"

"Isn't it the same for you?"

"I guess many people will have insomnia tonight."

"I doubt they can sleep so soundly every night."

"Hahahaha, they are not us. We don't need to worry about being blown into ashes by some weird things."

"Alright, alright, what do you want from me?"

"Are you worried?"

"Don't act like you know what I'm thinking."

"That's right, I know what's going on in your mind."

"You're talking like the worms in my stomach. Can a grown man not be so fucking disgusting?"

"Hahahahaha..."

There was a hearty laugh from the other side, and after laughing for a while, he spoke.

"Don't worry. Jiang Yuecheng is watching over Bingye, and the guy you sent over is pretty good."

"I'm not worried about him."

"What is that? What else could it be? Are you still thinking about the Sirens? There's nothing to worry about with the Sirens. What shouldn't come won't come, and what should come can't be avoided. There's no point in thinking too much."

"..."

That's true, but this passive feeling is really unpleasant.

This is especially true for people like them.

Although they maintain security, true security is never truly in their own hands.

The man sighed and changed the subject.

"It would be great if Jiang Yuecheng could run back."

"Oh, that's impossible. With that guy's personality, he will never come back. But it's just right, isn't it? Why are you bringing this up again now?"

"Nothing, it's just that the old guy Jiang Yuecheng said last time that he found that the seedling is really good."

"I've always wanted to say something to you. You and Jiang Yuecheng are only a few years apart in age, but you keep calling others old guys, Old Jiang. Aren't you half buried in the ground?"

"Tsk, that's not the point. I want to talk about the issue of succession. We can still find a pretty good candidate, but what about the old man?"

"did you mean?"

"Should we find a B-class replacement—"

"Forget about it. No one except A-level is qualified to sit in that seat. If a B-level person sits in it, his life will be shortened."

"So you're putting your hopes elsewhere, too?"

"...There is nothing we can do about it. The development and research of soul power has been progressing slowly. Even if we forcibly increase the strength of the soul network, there are side effects that far exceed the innate ones. Looking for a solution here is a dead end. Their plan is relatively reliable."

“Only relatively.”

"At least there's some hope, isn't there?"

"Yes. People are willing to do anything for a little hope. They can become crazier than a madman."

"I only know that if I lose my animal nature, I will lose everything."

"Do they have any affair with the Sirens?"

"……I have no idea."

"..."

The man took a deep breath and then let out a long snort.

It was as if he was trying to suppress the sudden beat of his heart.

"Forget it, I don't know. Let's wait for news."

"I don't know...but the old man must know."

"I didn't ask you about your old man."

The man snorted and hung up the call.

This night is not long.

Soon, daybreak will come.

118. If you want to do something, do it now.

Although Lydia didn't know why Black Horn asked her to withdraw her troops, it was probably not because of that plan.

Although there may be some connection, the point is probably not here.

Since Hei Jiao did not give any extra explanation about this information, it means that the importance of this thing is not as high as Fatty thought.

Although for the Deep Blue Assembly, it may be some highly confidential document.

But for the Golden Holy Wings, the value may be far less than that.

In this case.

Lydia still kept her previous promise.

Forwarded this information to Lin Shen.

After all, this was something he brought back, so he certainly had the right to know.

Not to mention that Lin Shen is currently a candidate for the Golden Wing.

Secondly, Heijiao has already read all the contents in it.

Combined with the other information in the data package, all the questions Lin Shen asked before should have an answer after he finishes reading it.

But that was his own business and had nothing to do with the Golden Holy Wings.

And because of what happened tonight, I'm afraid that even if Lin Shen took action against the subordinate organizations of Giant Alliance, Golden Holy Wing would not do anything - after all, it is a real fact that Spirit Core Technology plundered Golden Holy Wing's supplies.

Although Lydia didn't know why she had to go to the Deep Blue Gathering to get it back...

What happened tonight was too complicated. She needed to take some time to calm her head and sort it out slowly.

But just as Lydia was sorting out the information, a chat window suddenly popped up.

"It's over, it's over. Lord Blackhorn ignored me. Am I going to die?"

"..."

You can see the fat girl's anxiety through the screen.

Lydia thought about it, and didn't tell her that she had seen it, nor did she remind her, she just sent a message.

"May the best be to you."

“Ah? Really? No way! You, go and ask for me indirectly! Hey!”

Lydia was too lazy to pay attention to her because she always made fun of her figure.

Should.

……

"Buzz..."

The cell phone that was placed somewhere suddenly vibrated twice.

By the way, a ding-ding reminder sound was heard.

Lin Shen had no choice but to open his eyes again, which had been closed.

Is this never going to end? Will we be able to sleep?

Even if there is something, can't we talk about it tomorrow morning?

Does it have to be now?

Lin Shen was very angry. He was annoyed by the feeling of being woken up just when he was about to fall asleep.

This will make him feel that he has lost precious time.

Although his time didn't seem to be valuable now.

Maybe it’s because of the muscle memory left over from when I was a corporate slave a long, long time ago.

Lin Shen was stunned for a few seconds, and after he regained consciousness, he began to look for the location of his phone.

Although he felt like he had just fallen asleep, it seemed that some time had passed since the mutants attacked the command center.

Lin Shen usually keeps his cell phone next to him when he sleeps.