Star Mech: The Sickly Commander Soloes Seven

Apocalyptic enforcer Xu Lingqu transmigrated one day and became the unloved, sickly adopted daughter of a general. With a physique that made her faint every three steps and vomit blood every five s...

Chapter 50 Are you a masochist?

Chapter 50 Are you a masochist?

The training content these days is too normal, giving people the illusion that Instructor Kaion has been captured by Moye Headquarters and interrogated again.

But obviously not, because now the normal training is that Instructor Chen leads in the morning and Instructor Kaian leads in the afternoon. The students see the two instructors every day and have confirmed that no one has been kidnapped or missing.

"What's normal has become a little abnormal." Xu Xizhen sighed as he stood beside the training ground.

Jin chimed in, "I feel like they're planning something bad, like they've prepared a big one for us."

This afternoon's training has ended normally, and Xu Lingqu is doing some extra training on the training ground.

Her recent daily training no longer left her feeling overly fatigued and in desperate need of help. According to Dr. Li, this was detrimental to her physical well-being, so Xu Lingqu took the initiative to increase her training.

She has been practicing almost every day these days. After training each day, everyone disperses, but she is still practicing on the court by herself.

Jin folded his arms and looked at Xu Lingqu on the field with emotion: "Our commander feels that no matter what he does, he will succeed."

"What do you mean, Commander? This is my sister." Xu Xizhen was very proud. "You are talking nonsense."

Due to Xu Lingqu's extra training these days, many people have been involved in her training.

Some people held the attitude of "Xu Lingqu is still training, how can I eat and sleep?" and directly acted as Xu Lingqu's sparring partners on the training ground.

Xu Lingqu will practice until he reaches a certain point and then leave. His main role is to accompany others. The typical characters in the story are Wang Qihu and Tang Muwen.

Others, led by Sun Liao, were very dissatisfied with Xu Lingqu's behavior. In other words, these people were unhappy with Xu Lingqu from the beginning.

Why is she the one who is in the spotlight, praised, and loved by students?

Human jealousy does not need a reason. Even if Xu Lingqu does have many things worthy of praise, some people will still turn a blind eye to them.

They were paranoid that they were just putting on an act for the instructors, and this behavior was truly outrageous. The day before yesterday, a boy even walked up to Xu Lingqu, who was doing extra training, and said, "Do you think you're doing this to all of us? You're strong, but is this really necessary? You can definitely tone down your brilliance."

This kind of person can be justified even without any reason.

Xu Lingqu just gave him a cold look and replied, "What does the effort of the first place winner have to do with your 196th place?"

The top ten can still complain that Xu Lingqu's internal competition has added to their anxiety, but this has nothing to do with the person ranked 196 who is destined to be eliminated.

The boy stood there as if petrified, pointing at Xu Lingqu, his hands shaking several times, speechless with anger. Walking away in disgrace seemed even more humiliating, but if he didn't leave now, he couldn't think of any convincing rebuttal.

As Xu Lingqu left after practice, he didn't forget to finish off the opponent: "No matter what I do, it won't stop you from being eliminated immediately."

It is very lethal and insulting.

Jin was just enjoying the fun. The boy had returned to the dorm and was crying under his covers, and he shamelessly went to watch him cry. He really needed to see the group's sadness in person, or else he'd suspect they had some masochistic fetish—they just enjoyed being scolded by Xu Lingqu.

That's why they were chasing her and causing trouble for no reason.

"How good are you?" In the dormitory, Shen Shouli curled his lips at Jin's words. Speaking of masochism, Jin's was more serious. He had been beaten a lot just to stay close to Xu Lingqu, physically.

Jin immediately retorted loudly: "That's not true! Our commander is being very gentle to me right now, please don't spread rumors about him."

He stroked his chin and looked at Shen Shouli's unnatural expression. Suddenly, he felt that he had discovered something incredible: "To be honest, you have never been a person who is willing to suffer losses since you were a child. As for your arrogant personality, I remember the first time your grandfather brought you to the palace, the first time we met, you beat me up just because I accidentally threw mud on you! Why do I feel that your tolerance for our commander is particularly high..."

Shen Shouli interrupted: “Do you dare to say that you didn’t mean it at that time?”

At that time, the Third Prince Jin was still a rather sickly child, yet he had plenty of mischief to do within the palace. It was rumored that General Shen had brought his outstanding grandson to the palace to meet the then-current Emperor, Andrew Euripis, who was in his prime. Since it was rare for someone his own age to be in the palace, Jin had gone to the gardens and prepared mud cannonballs for Shen Shouli to enjoy. The result was a beating from the fearless Young Master Shen. General Shen awkwardly dragged Shen Shouli to the Emperor to apologize, while Andrew Euripis grinned and praised Shen Shouli's skillful fighting.

"When you're nervous, you like to change the subject! It's always like this!" Jin stood up, looking like a victorious general. "I've completely caught you! You just like..."

Shen Shouli subconsciously reached out to cover his mouth, but soon realized that this would come into contact with Jin's saliva, so he immediately withdrew his hand and wiped it with a handkerchief in disgust.

"Hehehe, you have come to this day, boy. There are so many young men and women in the capital star who want to talk to you. The powerful and wealthy who want to have some connection with your Shen family are eager to trample your doorstep. So many people are eyeing you, this piece of coveted cake... and you are actually having a secret crush on someone here." Thinking of this, all the abnormalities of Shen Shouli before can be reasonably explained at this moment.

Jin teased his friend with great pleasure, but halfway through, he realized something. "Well, to be honest, if the target is our commander, it seems quite reasonable."

Shen Shouli's ears were red and almost bleeding, but at this time he did not forget to warn his talkative friend: "If you dare to tell anyone..."

Jin blinked rapidly. "Honestly, even if you told our commander in front of her that you really liked her, she would probably ignore you or tell you to go to the hospital for treatment."

Xu Lingqu has this kind of personality. Flirting with her is no different from flirting with a blind man, let alone confessing his feelings.

"...You're right." Thinking of his previous attempts to get close but failed, Shen Shouli was surprised that he could actually do such a thing.

Jin's gossipy spirit burned fiercely. "No, when did you ever have any inappropriate thoughts about our commander? Why didn't you tell me at all?"

Shen Shouli frowned and said, "No comment."

"Tsk, you're like this again, look at you." Jin felt that he was unlikely to dig anything out, but in the end, he still conscientiously comforted his good friend, "Honestly, I don't think the Commander is interested in this, but you're still very competitive. If you really can't make it, go ask my father to issue an imperial decree granting you marriage. It's better to fight for a legitimate status than nothing. Anyway, my father dotes on you..."

Hearing Jin's words implying that he wanted to give up, Shen Shouli paused and retorted: "But I think she is actually quite special to me."

Jin: “…Where is that?”

Shen Shouli: “No?”

Jin: “No!”

Shen Shouli: “I think so.”

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We shouldn't define others casually. If this is true masochism, we have to look at our own brothers.