The Disqualified Commander of the Abandoned Shipgirl

"wwweeeeee~~ I don't doubt it...ww...but, this is not good for the commander's health, right?" Chu Shuang continued to let her consciousness float in the clouds, and took the time to care about Lin Shen's condition, "Is it really okay?"

"Why don't you just disarm yourself?" Rafi said, "Then you won't have to worry about anything."

“Hmm…~ It seems, that is also the case…?” Chu Shuang’s head was in a daze, as if his thinking had slowed down by several beats.

“Wait, there’s no need to really solve it—” Lin Shen hurriedly opened his mouth to try to stop him, but it was too late.

Hatsushimo had already removed the protection of the ship suit, and the next moment, a completely different kind of tingling sensation began to gnaw at her perception frantically.

"...!!!!"

(...)

“Ugh~!”

After stretching both legs straight, Hatsushimo's whole body softened.

"what……"

A feeling of tiredness I had never experienced before began to sweep over my body.

She thought that her body must be full and a little overwhelmed.

(...)

Lin Shen could only turn around and put her on the bed, watching her breathing heavily.

"Are you full?" Rafi asked directly without any sympathy.

"Ha... I'm satisfied." Hatsushimo replied, "I feel like even the bones in my body have become crispy... I'm ready to disarm from now on."

“? This is obviously not a good condition, and after restoring the weapons, it is not necessarily possible to directly restore the condition.” Lin Shen reminded.

"Yeah... I know... That's why I have to disarm~" Hatsume's face was half tired and half comfortable, "Otherwise the body can't be tired, um... How to describe it... After the body is tired, the feeling of recovery... is very good~!"

"..." This made Lafite silent for a while, and then he uttered two words, "m?"

"Maybe, whatever..." Hatsushimo was too tired to speak. She lay on the bed like a big character, and even if she did nothing, she was still a beautiful scenery.

Lin Shen admired the masterpiece he had participated in for a while, then he withdrew his gaze and focused on Lafite.

"Commander, are you still energetic?" Lafite looked at Lin Shen and asked.

"Well... not bad." Lin Shen replied. This was too modest. He could still fight for a few hundred more rounds.

"That's right." Rafi lowered his head. (……)

In fact, Lin Shen wanted to say that there was no need to clean it up like this, and just get to the point. But Lafite obviously had no such intention, and still reproduced it completely in the order of the previous first frost.

(...)

"Sorry, it doesn't taste very good." Lin Shen said as he watched Lafite swallow it directly.

Rafi shook his head: "It smells like the commander... How is it?"

"what?"

“Not worse than Hatsushimo, right?”

"Ah."

Lin Shen wanted to say that they were all similar. After all, they were all petite, and they were all trying to fit something that couldn't fit in. Although the touch would be good, there wasn't much difference, and there was nothing to compare.

But he didn't say this out loud.

When it is time to give affirmation, it is better to give affirmation. Although, affirmation in this kind of thing seems a bit strange.

Lafei didn't seem to want to hug Lin Shen directly like Chu Shuang did. She turned around, her back to Lin Shen, and glanced at him.

Lin Shen got the meaning of the eyes, took a step forward, and went in smoothly. Lafite had been watching for a long time, so he was ready... It should be said that he had been patient for so long, and only now did he get the satisfaction of filling it.

Although several desserts had been taken away just now, Lin Shen's body was definitely strong enough that there would be no problem at all even if he handed over two more.

(...)

The scenery in front of me is so decadent... but it can indeed lift people's spirits away from the tense battle command.

Only in this way can you truly relax unilaterally without considering other things.

Lin Shen seemed to understand a little bit what Chu Shuang had just said.

After so many days of fighting, they were constantly approaching their limits, and Lin Shen was almost the same. Although his soul power was indeed very strong, it was not easy to be tired after conducting such a high-intensity command. He was also tired, and he did not get a good rest.

After all, there are many tasks being processed in the background. How can he really leave everything behind? Unless his attention is occupied by other short-term things. For example, like now. It should be the same for Hatsushimo.

They are all reflexively in a state of readiness for battle at all times, and unless they are "forced" to relax, they cannot truly rest.

From this perspective, maybe what Hatsushimo said does have merits, and it is not completely m. Of course, the m element may account for half of it.

Compared with the first cream, Lafite seems to be more restrained.

However, after Lin Shen gradually increased his speed, this restraint soon came to an end.

She began to show the same attitude as the first frost just now, becoming completely relaxed, and her voice was not restrained at all.

Lin Shen reached out and grabbed Lafite's hand that was resting on the table, and at the same time helped her up in the front-wheel driving position.

The girl's body was so petite that it looked like it would collapse at any moment in the storm.

Lin Shen slowly increased his strength, feeling compassion. Lafite's head rested on Lin Shen's chest, looking up at him. After receiving Lafite's gaze, Lin Shen lowered his head and blocked the girl's lips.

This time, Lafite's tongue tip was no longer as aggressive as before, like a knife that attacked, and turned into a doll that was as cuddly as a bird. She really looked like a doll, with a flat stomach without any extra fat, long silver hair, and red eyes, like a perfect thing that shouldn't exist in this world.

However, such a perfect thing was now in Lin Shen's hands, becoming his personal possession. This life... no, it would be like this in the next life.

Lin Shen's thoughts drifted away a little, and when he came back, his movements became a little rougher, and the long-lasting kiss became a little deeper. Lafei's breathing became much faster, and finally when his body became stiff, the water droplets splashed to the ground, making a slight sound.

Lin Shen's hand was still on Lafite's abdomen, feeling the slight trembling of this petite body. After a while, he let go of Lafite.

He glanced at the messy ground and smiled helplessly: "It's really killing me to clean it up just for a moment of pleasure."

In fact, the ground and clothes are easy to deal with. Well, even the dessert residue on the body is easy to deal with.

It's just trouble.

Lafite didn't have as strong a desire as Hatsushimo, and even needed to disarm herself to satisfy herself. Just once was enough for her. Although this kind of thing felt very comfortable, it was still a long way from being addicted.

It hasn't reached that point yet.

"Commander, let's go take a shower together?" Lafite took a step forward, letting the thing slip out of her body, and looked at Lin Shen and said. Her pretty face was flushed, as if she had not yet gotten rid of the afterglow.

"Yeah." Lin Shen did not refuse and agreed happily.

"Wait--" Hatsushimo, who had been lying on the bed for a while, raised her hand, "I want to go too..."

"Don't you want to take a rest?" Lin Shen asked.

"No need... otherwise I'll have to take a shower alone later, which will be boring." Chu Shuang said.

Considering the good things she had done before, Lin Shen said, "It's really just taking a shower, nothing else."

"Well... I just meant taking a shower, nothing else. But if the Commander still wants, I can still keep you company~!" Hatsushimo immediately became excited.

"No, forget it, thank you, you just better be honest." Lin Shen immediately raised his hand and said.

Rafi also glanced at her: "Were you not full just now?"

"Hmm...why do I feel like you two are looking at me like a tiger? I'm a cat~"

"..."

Neither of them spoke.

Why is this so? Don’t you have any idea?

19. Announcement of the Arrival of Sakura (8)

Although Lin Shen gave three days to rest, not everyone likes to rest. Anyway, when everyone else was resting, Jiang Feng didn't. She was practicing sword alone in the open space outside, and she practiced for two days.

I go out on time every morning, practice until the evening and come back.

"You're really serious." Even Glasgow couldn't help but say so after seeing this. However, she glanced at Lin Shen who followed her out, "It would be better if you didn't bring the commander with you."

"I can't help it. Jiang Feng's combat capability has reached a bottleneck. I have to help her break through." Lin Shen shrugged and replied. He wanted to do nothing and just take a rest. Wouldn't it be good to take a rest? However, seeing Jiang Feng constantly attacking the bottleneck but failing, as a commander, he couldn't just leave it alone.

Glasgow didn't know swordsmanship, so he asked, "Commander, can you really help Jiang Feng break through? The swordsmanship of the Sakura Empire is quite unique. There are actually very few ship girls who master swordsmanship or swordsmanship."

Lin Shen knew what Glasgow meant. Because of their scarcity, they were very rare, and unless they were more proficient, it would be difficult to say what kind of help they could provide.

As for Lin Shen, he did beat Akamori Xiongming, as if he had great attainments in swordsmanship. But that was just an illusion, in fact, he had suppressed him with his absolute speed and strength. When his speed and strength were up to standard, Xia Ji could defeat all the swordsmanship masters with just eight strikes.

"I'm not going to give her any guidance on swordsmanship. I'm just providing her with an environment where it's easier for her to find the feeling," said Lin Shen.

"Really..." Glasgow didn't intend to continue interrupting. Anyway, she couldn't help with this matter.

At noon on the second day of rest, Lin Shen followed Jiang Feng out.

He stood a little further away and said, "I can't give you any precise instructions, but I can simulate a fierce battle environment for you - using soul power. Although they are all phantoms, you should treat them as real enemies. If you are looking for a breakthrough in swordsmanship, don't use the cannons. Treat yourself as an ordinary person. You only have one chance, and if you fail, you will die."

"Got it." Jiang Feng nodded, took the black sword in his hand, and prepared with full concentration.

Apart from Lin Shen, there was no one else who could tailor a simulated combat environment for her. If she wanted to break through her own attainments in swordsmanship, she would have to go through a real bloody battle before she could get a glimmer of opportunity.

After both sides held their breath for a few seconds, Lin Shen's soul network suddenly fell down and completely enveloped Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng subconsciously struggled, trying to break free from the illusion reflexively, but failed.

In the moment when she was stunned because of the discomfort, countless phantoms began to rush up from all directions, all holding cold weapons in their hands, as if they wanted to chop Jiang Feng into countless pieces of fox fragments.

The phantoms' attack was so fierce that Jiang Feng was forced into an extremely dangerous situation almost instantly. She kept retreating, dodging, and swinging her sword to counterattack, trying not to let her body be touched. However, no matter how Jiang Feng dodged and moved, the phantoms seemed to have locked onto a target and rushed forward in groups.

Moreover, each phantom's attack is very tricky.

As if it had been specially measured.

Lin Shen had indeed measured it. It was very brain-consuming to maintain the attack of 20 to 30 phantoms, so he was a little lazy. These phantoms seemed to be a lot, but in fact, there was only one that was really fatal. The others were just interference, or simple calculations to slack off.

If he couldn't quickly see through this layer of truth, Jiang Feng would probably be completely defeated by this wave of phantom attacks, and then declare today's training over.

Fortunately, although it took more than ten seconds, Jiang Feng quickly saw through the twists and turns. She quickly omitted her unnecessary movements and became more decisive when she drew her sword. Soon, a large number of phantoms were chopped off and dissipated. Even if they surged up like a tide, they would eventually dissipate like a tide.

Finally, there was only one phantom that looked exactly like Jiang Feng. This was the core opponent. Lin Shen personally used the power of his soul to participate in the battle, helping Jiang Feng to push to the limit, to see if he could break through the problem she had mentioned before, "I feel my swordsmanship has encountered a big bottleneck."

Both of them paused for a moment, then quickly moved and attacked each other. Approach, dodge, and then swing the sword. Although it was just a shadow, Lin Shen followed the rules very well. If the sword was blocked, it was blocked. He would not pass through and cut Jiang Feng, but quickly withdraw, and launch a more fierce attack at a faster speed and from a more tricky angle.

The sword blades fell like rain.

Jiang Feng kept swinging the sword in her hand, her spirit tensed to the extreme. She accurately shattered the falling sword shadow, and at the same time moved her body and feet to dodge Lin Shen's approaching attack. Lin Shen had the help of computing power, so he could attack accurately every time and then withdraw to avoid the counterattack.

But Jiang Feng didn't... No, it should be said that her reaction was her calculation power. Secondly, it was all her experience, subconscious judgment, muscle memory, and all the conditioned reflexes condensed in the battle.

Everyone gets different experiences from fighting, just like learning a new skill requires completely different amounts of time. This is related to personal talent, and the same is true for shipgirls. If a shipgirl who is not good at fighting becomes extremely good at fighting one day, she may reach her limit.

Their limits are much lower than those of shipgirls with better talents. This was also the reason McCall used as a half-excuse at the beginning. Since they have poor talents, why should they work hard?

But now McCall wouldn't say that. Just because of poor talent, he had to work harder. Otherwise, he would be absent when he was needed. McCall was still dragging himself in the battle, and everyone's fighting intensity was about the same.

But Lin Shen could clearly see that she was struggling.

This is the disadvantage of a ship girl who is born with one star and has a maximum of four stars.

She didn't have the terrifying combat talent that Ayanami and Laffey had, and her experience gained from actual combat was far less rapid than those two. She was now the only one-star blank ship girl in the team, but even so, her training level was not far behind the others.

Even in actual combat, he could barely reach the average level of everyone.

It's not easy.

Although McCall still looked lazy, his abilities had been forced to improve. Even if he was at the end of the team, he was still pulled up. The tail of the phoenix was still a phoenix.

In comparison, Jiang Feng has a typical phoenix head.

Her talent in combat is indeed worthy of the super rare rating. Even though they are both super rare, her talent is still very impressive. Moreover, her comprehension seems to be focused on combat. Jiang Feng's progress is very fast, and no matter what he does, he is very serious, so now his edge has begun to become more and more obvious.

After a while, perhaps it will be able to directly suppress Chushuang and Lafite, which have the first-mover advantage.

This is talent.

He has talent, and he works hard, and he works very hard.

Lin Shen couldn't find any reason why she wasn't making progress.

Increasing the limit of computing power again, Lin Shen continued to speed up the attack of the phantom, making it more and more fierce, more and more difficult to resist, and more and more elusive. He kept pushing Jiang Feng to his limit, and soon, the so-called bottleneck in Jiang Feng really appeared.

She began to have difficulty accurately capturing the faster attacks of the phantom and the more unpredictable attack directions. Although the movement speeds of both had reached a terrifying level, this slight difference was still very noticeable in this high-frequency confrontation.

Jiang Feng has reached his limit.

This is related to the level of practice, but at most it is 50-50. It is related, but the correlation is not that strong.