The Disqualified Commander of the Abandoned Shipgirl

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Only the ship girl can feel it.

But it is not obvious, just a faint perception.

Like a gentle breeze blowing by.

They were all feeling pain from the increasingly severe injuries, so they had no time to pay attention to Lin Shen's soul power which was being deliberately controlled.

Only one person felt it.

Perhaps it was because time was running out and vitality was gradually draining away from his broken body.

That's why I am extremely sensitive to details.

The treatment plant seems to be very busy today.

All the "garbage" was gathered together.

Except for some garbage that didn't even have the strength to move, they still stayed in the dark corners.

The bones in his body were covered with signs of rust, and only a small amount of skin remained on his body.

The whole person looked like a dried corpse with a ruptured skin.

They have been in this state for a long time.

The efficiency of the treatment plant does not seem to be very good.

There are always some ship girls who were thrown in first but have never been dealt with.

If the efficiency is low, the garbage at the bottom cannot be cleaned up in time.

It can only stay there and rot silently.

And the processing plant happens to be a factory with a stable job.

Basically no one cares.

Things are easy too.

Therefore, it is natural that the people working there would slack off.

Because of this, there is a lot of "garbage" accumulated underneath.

For real garbage, all it does is wait to rot.

But for mutants.

Being eaten away by gradually worsening injuries until death is an extremely painful experience.

It's like watching maggots crawling all over your body, eating up your flesh and blood bit by bit.

If it were a normal situation, they would have sought medical treatment long ago.

But garbage doesn't qualify.

The garbage can only stay in the corner and wait to die.

Feeling my body rotting bit by bit, I ended my short life in an extremely ugly posture.

All pride is like a comedy that exists only in fantasy.

Eventually, it was smashed to pieces by the hammer of reality.

It was a complete failure and extremely ironic.

The few "junk" things nearby had already left.

Soon...it will be my turn.

This torture, which is so long that there is no sign of light at all, will soon come to an end.

today?

Or tomorrow?

She imagined it calmly in her mind.

Today, death has become a relief.

There was not a single sound in the empty storage warehouse.

The weather seems to be very good today.

You can't hear the sound of the wind inside.

Compared to the usual dead silence, the only thing that was new was...

That kind of soul power that has never been seen before.

That is the power of the human soul.

Compared to what it felt like when it was first born.

This fluctuation of soul power seems to be calmer.

broad.

Like an endless sea.

Able to embrace everything gently.

But for those who are in it, will they feel scared?

Because I can't see the edge.

Don't know the depth.

This soul power is stronger than any I have ever seen before.

Although I haven't seen too much soul power, the comparison items are not sufficient.

But she suddenly made a judgment in her heart.

There is no stronger spiritual power in this world.

This is a gut feeling.

Although this intuition doesn't seem to be of any use.

She was just a dying person.

Besides, she hated soul power.

Although the approach of death made her take many things lightly.

But she still hated soul power.

Because of this, she came into this world.

Because of this, she was deprived of her right to live.

Because of this, she was thrown here.

She still remembers the guy who built her with his own hands and then treated her as waste with a look of disgust.

Without even taking a second look at it, he discarded it like a worn-out shoe.

That kind of guy...

The sound of footsteps suddenly rang out in the empty storage warehouse, interrupting her gradually diluting and long thoughts.

Those guys again?

She thought casually.

Didn't take it to heart.

She didn't have anything to care about right now.

The reason for reminiscing is just because of instinct and habit.

She didn't have much to remember.

This is a pity—

There is nothing to recall before death.

The only things I can remember are disgusting things.

In addition, there is the original memory...

Not to mention that.

If it weren't for that original memory.

The feeling of desolation in her heart could be reduced by at least 50%.

Without comparison, you wouldn't know how miserable you are at this moment.

Without pride, pride cannot be crushed.

If you don't stand on the clouds, you won't care about falling into the mud.

from head to foot.

There was nothing that was worth her recalling over and over again.

Die early.

Let the consciousness dissipate as soon as possible.

such……

"..."

"...?"

The person who walked in suddenly stopped.

In such a dirty and messy place, those guys never stay for a second longer.

But this time is an exception.

"I thought I was seeing things. Hello...what's your name?"

Looking at the figure in front of him, who was huddled in a dark corner, his whole body completely rotten and decayed, and only a step away from complete death, Lin Shen opened his mouth and asked.

"..."

She didn't respond, feeling strange but too lazy to reply.

I'm not interested in that.

Seeing that she had no intention of responding, Lin Shen spoke again.

"If you answer me truthfully, I will take you away from here and treat your injuries."

"..."

She was a little surprised, but did not believe Lin Shen.

What is this person babbling about?

Why should I believe him...

But even if I thought so in my heart.

But she still had a slight urge to try.

Anyway, I have nothing to lose.