Starting from the Possessed Shipgirl

In the special item management warehouse, the Purifier sat leisurely in the guard room, flipping through outdated magazines.

She flipped through the pages boredly for a while, but finally couldn't help but got up and walked to the door.

He shouted through the railing to the left side of the aisle, "Hey, can you bring some latest issues over? These are magazines from a year ago."

As soon as the words fell, a sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, approaching this side.

The Purifier blinked and showed a surprised look, "No way, I was just talking casually, but you really want to send me the latest magazine."

Soon, Haku and Kii appeared at the door.

But what he was holding in his hand was not a magazine, but a set of restraints.

The Purifier broke out in a cold sweat, smiled awkwardly, and hid back in his chair, saying, "Wait, can't I just not want the magazines anymore? I'll give them back to you, don't mess with me."

Bai Long held the sword in his arms without saying a word.

Ji Yi said calmly, "Don't resist, I'm just changing your guard environment. It's much more comfortable over there than here."

"Wait, I don't believe this, what are you doing with the restraints in your hands?"

The Purifier continued to hide behind, but soon retreated to the corner. With nowhere to go, he could only cross his arms and plead, "There's no need for us to be so nervous. We are all good friends."

Ji Yi just gave a gentle smile, "I know, come on, cooperate, take a deep breath, it's normal to feel dizzy."

"Hey, wait, wait..."

The Purifier wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped talking and froze for a moment as if he was distracted.

Ji Yi's eyes lit up, and he took a step forward and neatly blocked the Purifier's mouth with a bandage, then tied his hands behind his back with a restraint belt and then tied his legs.

Just breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay."

She stood up and greeted the white dragon at the door, but when she turned around, she saw the Purifier struggling and swaying again. So she kicked its butt and shouted, "Don't move."

The Purifier lying on the ground suddenly became as motionless as a dead fish.

Chapter 310 He Shouldn't Be Alive

Sea, deserted island.

A secluded area with few people.

The silver-haired, golden-eyed observer suddenly opened his eyes, then stood up and subconsciously looked around, as if he was alert to something.

The bushes were dense, the branches were swaying, and there was nothing but the occasional chirping of insects and birds.

She breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on a rock beside her, pursed her lips, and subconsciously reached out to touch her cheek.

A strange feeling kept emerging in my heart.

Who was that person in the dream just now? Or what was that person?

The observer frowned and stared at a small stone not far away with a very serious expression.

She didn't think it was just a simple dream. Especially at this time, she entered the dream because of the potion of the ship girl.

That kind of thing happened again...

The observer stood up and thought of something in a trance.

Could it be that commander?

Indeed, judging from the behavior and experience in the dream, that person is undoubtedly a man, so he can only be the commander.

But how is this possible? How can the commander still be alive?

The golden eyes kept flashing.

The observer hesitated for a moment, then his figure suddenly moved, passing through the dense woods and coming to the sea.

White waves rise.

But it wouldn't stop at all, it kept getting more and more intense, causing the sea to churn violently, as if a giant beast was struggling underneath.

The dark red light gathered and condensed little by little.

Finally, a huge mass-produced Siren rose from the sea, and its huge bow broke through the sea surface, leaving huge waves like waterfalls on the deck and both sides.

The rolling waves continued to spread.

The observer walked to the bridge without stopping and walked into a communications room.

A little flicker of light and shadow.

A moment later, the projection of the Clearer appeared in the middle of the room. "Observer, have you obtained new intelligence?"

The observer did not respond.

After a moment of silence, he directly arranged, "Help me check the current situation of the other test site."

Although she did not say the specific number.

But the Clearers also knew that the other party was talking about the testing site.

There are only two worlds they are responsible for, the main test site where they are now, and the side test site which exists as a subsidiary world.

Almost all experiments were conducted at the main test site.

The purpose of the side test field is to provide a reasonable living space for individuals: the commander, and to communicate with the ship girls in the main test field through spiritual connection.

That should be the case in theory.

But now the situation seems to have changed a little unexpectedly.

"The current situation is...deep destruction: the conditions and environment for humanoid survival have been lost, and it is still deteriorating further."

As the Cleaner spoke, some simple information emerged in the air.

It fell in front of the observer.

But she just waved her hand and let the words disperse like smoke. After all, she had seen these things many times.

"Do you think there is a possibility that the commander is not a humanoid creature?"

"In theory, the commander should be an ordinary human being."

The Cleaner looked at the Observer silently, then slowly said, "Of course, it is possible that it is a soul or something like that. If there is such a thing as a soul..."

The observer did not respond. After a moment's silence, he slowly said, "I think I saw the commander."

"What? There really is such a thing as a soul?"

The Clearer was startled, but his eyes flashed with interest.

"No, it's a very unique state, but I'm still alive. It's hard for me to explain." The observer said, and almost subconsciously reached out and touched his lips.

The Clearer got busy, his hands moving quickly, light and shadow flickering on his delicate face, and finally he looked shocked, "Impossible, there shouldn't be any humans in that world."

"I do not know why either."

The observer let out a long breath, his tone somewhat complicated.

The Clearer realized something, his eyes changed slightly, and he asked tentatively, "Do you want to report to the higher-ups?"

Theoretically speaking, this matter should of course be reported to the higher authorities.

Even when the world barrier was breached before, the matter should have been reported to the higher-ups, but everyone tacitly postponed it.

The problem is connection.

It has been a long, long time since we last contacted the host.

This time is so long that everyone even suspects that there might be an accident somewhere.

Of course, it's just a suspicion, after all, there is no evidence.

But now if...

“What if there is no response from above?”

The Clearer said this, his eyes flickering, his heart extremely uneasy. It was like a lie, at least until it was exposed, everything could continue to be maintained.

And if you break it...

"No, the information flow between me and the host is smooth."

The observer said calmly, but just as he finished speaking, the cleaner asked him back, "When was the last time the host took the initiative to send you a message?"

The observer did not respond.

He was silent for a long time before he slowly said, "We can't keep going like this and keep pretending nothing happened."

This time it was the Clearers' turn to be silent.

She reached out to tidy up the short hair beside her ears, then looked not far away, as if she was thinking.

The observer continued, "No matter what the result this time is, at least there is a change now, and that is enough."

The Clearer still said nothing, just remained silent.

The observer smiled and changed the subject directly, "Also, call the testers and builders, let's go rescue the purifiers."

The Clearer nodded, but his expression became more silent.

The need to rescue the Purifier actually shows that the Observer itself does not really trust the communication with the host.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be better to just let the Purifier reset it?

"that's it."

The observer said nothing more and closed the communication.

After hesitating for a moment, he quickly walked to a crimson machine, slowly stretched out his right hand, and placed it on the glass surface.

Countless streams of information began to flow.

The anomalies in the experiment were quickly compiled and sent out.

The observer stood silently in front of the instrument, staring at the page without moving, waiting quietly.

Time passed slowly like this.

She suddenly raised her head, sighed with a helpless smile, turned around and walked out of the door, "Sure enough, there is no reply, this is really..."

Soon, the silver-haired figure disappeared.

Only the constantly jumping cursor is left, as if waiting for something.

……

Huang Xi is waiting for Ji Yi to have a change of heart.

But he felt as if he couldn't wait any longer, because Jii kicked him and turned to leave the room, and then a crackling sound was heard in the corridor.

Huang Xi felt his heart numb when he heard this. He endured the pain in his buttocks and turned the cricket pupa over after a long time.

Then it crawled towards the corner in front of it like a caterpillar.

I want to use the corner of the wall to rub the restraints open, or at least rub the restraints on my mouth open.

Just as I crawled to the corner of the wall, I saw a pair of black silk feet wearing wooden clogs stopped in front of me, and the slender calves were well-proportioned and strong.

"Didn't I tell you not to move?"

Ji Yi stared down at him, with not much expression on his delicate face.

Chapter 311 The Purifier Goes Crazy

Actually, Kii's feet are quite nice.

Such a thought flashed through Huang Xi's mind, and then he threw it into the trash can. What time is it now?

Still here with a head full of yellow garbage!

He took a deep breath and began to carefully examine the situation.

He seemed to be attached to the Purifier.

This was probably the worst case of possession he had ever encountered, even far worse than the yellow chicken last time.

Although it couldn't talk when it was a yellow chicken, it could at least sing and dance.