The Disqualified Commander of the Abandoned Shipgirl

When Lin Shen's gaze swept over, the other people didn't react, only Tang Si narrowed his eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing, just curious, aren't you cold dressed like this?"

"Shipgirls don't get cold!"

"Copies don't really have that need, but mutants will still feel cold, so don't catch a cold."

"The Ship Girl won't catch a cold!"

Lin Shen ignored the aggressive Towns and finally fixed his gaze on Nevada's face.

"How was your rest?"

"Very good. I feel like most of my fatigue has been recovered."

Nevada smiled back.

It had been a long time since she had felt the sense of relief of being unharmed.

"That's good, you guys are leaving now?"

"Ah."

"I'll take you out."

"it is good."

Lin Shen stood up, and Glasgow behind him also put down his hand.

At this time, the sky was already pitch dark.

Now is the perfect time to act.

The darkness of night can always conceal those unclean things and provide shelter for those who are on the move.

Lin Shen walked out of the door, followed by several figures, and walked openly on the road of the command center.

Then, he just walked straight away from the command center.

Only after they walked out did Tang Si couldn't help but say, "How dare you come out like this? Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

"If you act stealthily at night, you will attract other people's attention. If you walk out openly like this, people will just think you have received a mission or are planning to go out for some fun, and they won't care at all."

This is also what Lin Shen observed in the academy.

Those young commanders like to take their mothers out at night.

Ah, specifically referring to those guys who can be aroused by cold machines.

Other people with slightly normal XP all fall in love with humans.

As for the clone ship girls, they are just tools in the literal sense.

They would take it out at night.

The palms will wander dishonestly on the ship girl's body.

There would also be guys who had never seen the world and would say something in obscene voices in the alleys: "Hey, it's exactly the same as the real thing, how did they do that? It's too realistic, isn't it? Hehehehehe..."

This kind of thing is just the norm.

Anyway, as long as it’s not a mutant, Lin Shen won’t care.

I don't have the time for that.

It was just that question, and then he asked his instructor, Qin Ruofei.

I barely got an answer.

——Mind Rubik's Cube. "Mind" forms its heart, "Rubik's Cube" shapes its body. Humans are just poor imitators, repeating the existing process, filling in the answers, and then getting the results.

That's pretty much it.

"Let's have some fun? Where can we go to have some fun so late at night?"

Towns, a simple child, didn't understand what this meant at all. He just felt strange.

Night is a very dangerous time for them.

"Children shouldn't care about such details."

"Who are you calling a kid? You little brat!" Towns said angrily, "I'm much older than you!"

"Oh, hello, Auntie Downs."

"You guy-"

"Okay Downs."

Nevada grabbed Towns by the collar and pulled him behind him.

Then he was taken over by Curacao who was standing behind him with a gentle smile on his face.

"Anything else?"

Nevada glanced around and found that Lin Shen was walking towards a more secluded road.

There are fewer roadside surveillance cameras.

"In the next month, the Sirens will continue to attack Bingye." After making sure that the last surveillance was far away, Lin Shen went into the alley again and whispered.

"One month? What about after one month?"

"In a month, there is an 80% chance that a million Sirens will arrive at the Ice Field."

“……” Nevada was silenced by this number.

"One million?! Are you kidding me..." Towns looked incredulous.

The other ship girls had the same expression.

Either way, this is...too exaggerated.

This number doesn't feel real at all.

"Whether you believe it or not, this is the core content of my meeting just now. I'm just reminding you. Anyway, whether this news is true or not, it has no impact on you." After confirming that the location was good, Lin Shen stopped and looked at Nevada and said, "The Siren is gathering troops. A war may break out in Bingye at any time in the next month. This may be the largest war since the 'Reconstruction War'. If you want to stay in Bingye, you'd better make full preparations in advance so that you can leave at any time."

"..." Nevada crossed her arms over her chest, and her already majestic breasts pushed her shirt higher with her movements, but Nevada didn't realize it. It seemed like she was moving unconsciously while thinking.

Lin Shen silently looked away.

By the way, Nevada, it seems like you’re not wearing any underwear?

He didn't notice it before, but now because the distance was very close and he was forced to stand up, Lin Shen seemed to see some signs of a slight bulge that looked bad.

Uh... No, if I care about this, my thinking will be affected.

It’s better to ignore it as soon as possible.

"But the original purpose of our coming here is to stay here for a long time. If we still have to leave, wouldn't our actions here become meaningless?" Nevada sighed after thinking for a while and said in a low voice.

"..."

……

50. That feeling called security

indeed.

Everyone in Bantry came to Bingye to survive.

But before it even started, I was turned away.

"Mutants really don't have much room to stand." Cologne, who had been silent all this time, suddenly sighed softly.

The safe zone cannot accommodate them, and the chaotic zone is obviously not a place for them to survive because it is too chaotic.

If staying here means fighting and killing, what's the difference between that and sleeping in the wilderness? It's better to go back to the wilderness, at least there won't be the danger of being discovered by human forces and then a war breaking out.

The only drawback is that it is not a place for humans to stay, and of course, it is not a place for ship girls to survive.

Lin Shen himself came from the wilderness and was very clear about this.

After hearing the sighs of Nevada and Cologne, Lin Shen thought for a moment before saying, "This place is not far from the Northern Union. If there is any problem with Bingye, you can go to the Northern Union and give it a try. I heard that the policy adopted over there towards mutants is relatively tolerant."

But it is only relatively tolerant, and there are still many problems.

However, compared to being dragged into the upcoming war here in Hiino, going to the Northern Union might be a good choice.

Nevada thought about it, but quickly suppressed his thoughts.

There is still time, there is no need to make a decision tonight.

Bantry needs to rest now. After a few days of rest, it won’t be too late to discuss it slowly with Curacao and the others.

And the most urgent task is not to consider the future, but to solve the shortage of supplies in Bantry.

"If it is not necessary, we will not go to the Northern Union. If necessary, we will consider it carefully. So let's do this for now. We will say goodbye here tonight, Lin Shen." Nevada tightened his coat and said to Lin Shen.

"Well, I wish you all the best." Lin Shen nodded.

Then he watched Nevada and his group slowly disappear into the darkness.

The survival rules of mutants... and the grudges and entanglements that have become the dust of history.

Every ship girl who has survived to this day and is still active in the wilderness is not simple.

They all have great abilities and adaptability.

But behind all these, there must be unforgettable scars.

"It is indeed necessary to make your own brand."

Lin Shen walked in the opposite direction of where Nevada and the others had left, muttering to himself.

"What is the Commander going to do?"

Glasgow asked softly, following beside him like a shadow.

"It just so happens that the Sirens are about to launch an attack, aren't they? Some people in the Ice Field seem to be very uneasy about this. Well, let's use these people first and stockpile some necessary resources. Then..." Lin Shen whispered, "We can try to be mercenaries. I heard that as long as we have enough money, we can buy a small piece of private territory next to the safe zone. Maybe this would be a good direction for now."

Of course, all of this needs to be done step by step, and Lin Shen still has some time to try.

Which path is the most suitable for you?

……

The dormitory of the Bingye Command Center is fully equipped with all the necessities of life.

This is the advantage of a stable place. If you want to live, you can't always stay in a place where war is constant.

"It would be great if I could really have my own territory in the future. Then, I can directly find mutants as my private soldiers. After all, I have the right to interpret all the private territories. But although this is good, it still requires a lot of wealth. No, a huge amount of wealth. It's really a headache. Where can I get so much money..."

After taking a shower in Glasgow and preparing the hot water, Lin Shen walked into the bathroom and took a long-awaited hot bath.

Although he always took a cold shower, even in a place as cold as Bingye.

But an occasional hot bath can be a great way to relieve fatigue.

Lin Shen was lying in the bathtub with his head tilted back, and somehow this sentence suddenly popped up in his brainstorming.

——Use your sword to obtain land for your plow.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Lin Shen shook his head.

"No, no, no, this is a bit too extreme. This route is not suitable for the current situation. If I kill all the people, wouldn't I become a sinner for all eternity... It's too extreme, no. Moreover, if it comes to life, at least a full set of basic industries are needed. In this case, the 'territory' can only be attached to the safe zone. At present, Donghuang is definitely not able to tolerate such a thing where others are sleeping soundly next to it. The Northern Alliance may be okay. But the question is back to the beginning again. Money, how can one become rich enough to rival a country?"

This is truly an eternal problem.

It is obvious that Lin Shen is not a businessman.

His only strength is his fists.

But how can we turn our fists into huge wealth?

Lin Shen thought about it for a long time, but still had no answer until he climbed out of the bathtub.

Whether it was the evil way of plundering by force or the righteous way of providing security, all of them were unfeasible because there were too few people. As for the second-rate way of mercenaries, only the dark way could make money quickly enough, but some things, once stained, could not be washed away.

This is a question worth pondering.

As in "having an affair with a mutant".