The Disqualified Commander of the Abandoned Shipgirl

The smell of death was everywhere.

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was malice.

The commander, who should have been his best friend, rudely severed the weak innate connection.

——No matter how many times the construction process technology is improved.

There is a link in each of them that requires the use of the commander's soul power.

God knows why.

If this link is missing, humans will not be able to build ship girls.

This connection is the natural connection between the commander and the newborn ship girl. It is very fragile and weak, and will be severed with the slightest force.

But this connection is an important connection for the ship girl to confirm her commander.

If there were no such weak connection, the ship girl would see a completely unfamiliar world when she was born.

They will be as confused and helpless as children who cannot find their parents after birth.

This connection should obviously be a romantic thing.

But now it has become a stumbling block to the industrial chain.

It also limits the possibility of mass-producing replicas.

Because, if the commander builds a certain variant, then in the future, this ship girl will no longer appear in the mass construction.

Even the replicas would suffer a great deal of damage.

This is one of the important reasons why mutants are considered an eyesore.

However, in more ancient records, the probability of each commander building a ship girl was very low.

It's not 100% sure to be successful... maybe in the end it will just be a pile of non-recyclable waste.

Every commander cannot build the same ship girl. If a ship girl has already been built, she will never appear again - but will appear in the form of a special material.

Many people have studied the effects of this material for a long time but have not found any results.

Finally gave up.

War waits for no one.

They need to improve their construction techniques as soon as possible.

It is necessary to produce units that can fight as soon as possible.

There is no time to waste on trivial matters.

——This is a rather distant history written in books.

Now the latest research shows that the defect that can never be compensated by technological improvement may be caused by the inability to optimize the "need for soul power connection".

But it doesn't matter.

No one cares about this anymore because the probability of variants appearing is low enough.

And the demand for war has also decreased a lot.

"There just happens to be nothing waiting in line for destruction at the factory, so why not just throw her in?"

"also."

Several people skillfully threw the pink-haired ship girl onto the conveyor belt.

Then she was secured with other machinery, which then started up, gradually moving her to the processing area.

Get rid of? Destroy?

The pink-haired ship girl instinctively felt a little uneasy when she heard these completely incomprehensible words.

She doesn't understand anything, but she has a natural ability to sense malice.

She followed her instinct to find her commander.

But what he ran into head-on was a cold wall.

There are scattered bits of malice all around.

Those perceptions of malice fed back to her and landed in her perception like sharp knives.

She didn't understand what destruction was.

But after seeing the huge furnace, she knew.

That is death.

Not all ship girls are born like a few-year-old child who knows nothing.

Just as some people are born to be leaders, some ship girls are born to be kings.

Although she is not that powerful...

But she still knew what death meant.

Why do we have to die just after we are born...

Why did the person who brought her out abandon her...

Why is there so much malice around me...

Why do they take it for granted...

Obviously I didn't do anything...

I didn't do anything bad, or even disobey the commander's orders...

Why should it be "destroyed"?

She couldn't figure it out and didn't understand.

With the wisdom she had since birth, she was unable to figure out these questions.

She was at a loss.

He could only stare blankly at the furnace mouth that was gradually approaching.

To her, everything is chaos.

Only the approaching death is real.

...I don’t want to die.

This is the instinct of every intelligent creature.

She began to struggle, but the machinery restraining her was too tight.

And she has no innate power—

She removed her ship suit.

He gave his power to the man who was supposed to be the commander.

Oh, that's not the commander anymore.

The man took the initiative to cut off the slightest natural connection.

"..."

The emotions welling up in her heart at this moment were indescribable.

It feels like anger, sadness, helplessness, and confusion.

I don’t know if death will be painful.

Feeling the gradually approaching heat wave, she understood.

Well, it looks like it's going to hurt.

"What a pity... I haven't had a popsicle yet."

She thought silently.

But at some point the horrific heat wave stopped approaching.

By the time she noticed, the conveyor belt had already started to pull back.

"……Eh?"

the other side.

Lin Shen said to the staff expressionlessly: "Yes, put her down."

"Yes." The staff member operated with a dull look on his face, as if he was sleepwalking.

Fortunately, there are basically no extra people at the scrapyard, so it is relatively quiet. Otherwise, it would be a bit troublesome if we wanted to take action.

As for surveillance, Lin Shen avoided it when he came in, and would avoid it when he went out.

As long as the two people inside have no relevant memory of the incident, Lin Shen can appear like a ghost and then leave.

Of course, the most important thing is that the mutants here were just thrown in randomly and there is no record.

Secondly, this is Bingye, and the management structure is too simple.

If you use money to pave the way, what you do today may be exposed tomorrow.

Of course, it’s also because Lin Shen has no money now.

After pulling back the pink-haired ship girl and untying her, Lin Shen snapped his fingers at the two staff members in the operating room.

The two guys fell asleep immediately.

Lin Shen rubbed his temple with his hand, then walked towards where the mutant was.

Forced hypnosis requires a high level of soul strength.

After all, Lin Shen had not studied advanced hypnosis techniques in depth.

He can only fly by relying on the power of his soul.

Forcibly using higher-level soul power like this would cause a headache.

This is one of the reasons why Lin Shen doesn't use it often.

Coming to the conveyor belt, Lin Shen looked at the ship girl sitting on it. After they looked at each other for a while, Lin Shen asked.

"Want to come with me?"

"...You saved me?"

"Ah."

"it is good."

73. Direction

Lin Shen didn't expect it to be so simple this time.

Although it seemed quite simple last time.

He took off his coat and put it on McCall.

Then he reached out and picked McCall up.

"I'm sorry, it's quite troublesome to leave here, I can only inconvenience you for a while."

"……without……"

McCall wanted to say that this was not a grievance at all.

It would be unfair to be tied to the conveyor belt and thrown into the furnace just now.

But she still didn't say it.

Lin Shen's attitude towards her was completely different from that of the previous people.

Although I don’t know why, KanColle always tends to believe those who have helped her.

——A new born ship girl.

From the moment of its birth, KanColle has to rely on someone.

It’s just that for some mutants, their acquired experiences are too profound, and thus this instinct is stifled.