48 Hours a Day

The man in the flowery shirt wasn't lying, life at sea was indeed boring most of the time.

The phone lost its signal after leaving the coast, so the entire ship became a small, closed world where time on board was stretched out infinitely, and each day didn't seem much different from the one before it. The days simply repeat themselves in a meaningless fashion.

The man in the flowery shirt originally thought that Shen Xixi was just talking, but it turned out that she really wasn't looking for any entertainment. Not to mention knocking on his door, so long ago even without even catching a fish once, many people on the boat look at her displeased, but Shen Xixi also does not seem to take it to heart.

She rarely interacted with people, every day is to go to the training room on time for all kinds of training, the man in the flower shirt went to see a few times, also have to admit that this woman is definitely not a vase, she is tough enough on herself, whether it is strength training or explosive power, speed training she is two to three times the amount of training of the next person, and she will spend several hours every day in the training room to perfect her swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship teacher on board was so impressed by her that she had even been mentally abused and had to take three days off to recuperate her body and recover her spirit.

And Shen Xixi didn't give up on the practice, but without anyone to accompany her she had to repeat the swinging and slashing movements on her own in front of the mirror, constantly revising her posture, obviously a very boring thing, but her look was always the same, and she didn't seem to find it tedious at all.

But just after she had finished practicing a set of movements, the door of the training room was pushed open from the outside.

Shen Xixi was a bit surprised, normally the sword training room was empty after 9pm, so she usually came to train at that time as well, saving her and the others from trying to look bothersome.

The next moment, a set of protective gear was thrown in front of her.

Then the guy on the other side who was already wearing a full set of protective gear and wrapped himself up tightly spoke, "Let me train with you."

Shen Xixi heard the voice coming from under the helmet from the man in the flower shirt.

However, she didn't pick up the protective gear by her feet and just wiped the sweat from her forehead, "I thought I made that clear enough before."

"I'm not trying to pick you up," the man in the flowered shirt interrupted Shen Xiexi, "I know my flippant demeanor earlier may have left you with some bad impressions, but I'm not an animal that only thinks with my lower body, otherwise I wouldn't have been on the ship for so long without bothering you much. "

Shen Xixi put away the bamboo sword in her hand and waited for the man in the flowered shirt to say the rest.

"I just like to have fun from time to time, it's already something you'd like to do, even if you're my mother, you can't control my personal life, right?" The man in the flowered shirt shrugged his shoulders.

"Then why don't you continue to go have fun instead of coming to practice with me with your sword." Shen Xixi asked.

"Come on, do you think I've really forgotten what this voyage is really about, I certainly also want to have reliable teammates by my side when it's crucial, even though this trip is a nine-to-five chance for us to die, it's always good to increase the chances of survival a little more, otherwise why would I accept your application for you to come on board, you don't really think that I'm here to fight that already hung over Guys, let's get jealous, let's cut the crap and get started!" The man in the flowery shirt issued an invitation for battle.

Shen Xixi didn't hesitate at the words, picking up the armor on the ground and putting it on, regaining her grip on the bamboo sword in her hand, her entire demeanor also changed, "Please advise!"

The man in the flowery shirt only felt a huge pressure distantly enveloping him, he sort of understood why the sword trainer on the ship had to take a leave of absence, but instead of being afraid, he was even more excited at the sight and licked his lips, "Let the horses come!"

For a full two weeks afterwards, they had been each other's chaperones.

No one was happier than the sword trainer on the ship, as he was surprised to find that his vacation had actually been extended and he was free from his previous escort hell, and also mourned for the man in the flowery shirt in his heart, as he didn't believe that there was really a man in the world who could withstand the destruction of Shen Xixi.

But it turned out that the man in the flowery shirt was also a crazy person who was tough enough on himself.

Shen Xixi's perception of the man in the flowery shirt had indeed improved quite a bit now, and in a sense, the latter's wanderlust was more like a disguise, so if you were confused by his appearance and really despised him because of it, that was exactly what he wanted, and you were bound to pay a painful price.

In the training room, the two figures were maintaining a high speed of movement, blocking each other's attacks while also looking for a flaw between their moves!

The intensity of the battle had been great from the very beginning, and the training clothes had already been wet with sweat, but the two of them were still fully focused, and the crackling sounds from the impact of the bamboo swords echoed in the training room.

Shen Xixi's eyes never left the man in the flowered shirt's shoulder.

Was it to attack the left side? No, it's just a feint! The real target should be one's own throat, but Shen Xixi did not withdraw her sword to block after seeing through the other man's movement, but let the tip of the sword swing slightly to the left, making the appearance of being up for defending the left side, but in reality was ready to quickly return to stab the other man's right wrist holding the sword after blocking the man in the flower shirt's strike.

Combat is never a simple contest of speed and strength, but also a mental contest.

The two of them have been in a thousand times this period of time, but each other's victories and defeats, who can't solve anyone, but the next moment Shen Xixi felt a sudden blackness in front of her eyes, the whole person actually couldn't avoid the man in the flowered shirt to the throat of a stab.

But the man in the flowery shirt apparently also sensed the abnormality of Shen Xixi at the moment, at the critical moment hard to stop the action, then concern, "You are okay."

After this period of sparring and competition, the two had long since become friends, but of course, this kind of friend wasn't the kind of friend that a man and woman would have, but simply a mutual admiration for each other, plus a willingness to believe in each other's strength.

Although the man in the flowery shirt had put out a small decoy before making his move, he didn't think that Shen Xixi's strength would be completely unable to see through his seductive move, let alone the fact that Shen Xixi was completely defenseless just now, as if she had lost her mind.

"I'm fine, I'm just probably a little tired, that's all for today, can you leave me alone for a bit?" Shen Xixi rubbed her forehead.

"Good." The man in the flowery shirt didn't talk nonsense and got up, "It's been hard lately, you can rest a bit more, just come back to me when you want to practice your sword."

"Thanks." Shen Xixi managed to squeeze out a smile.

However, when the man in the flower shirt left, Shen Xixi was no longer able to hold back, hugging the trash can in the training room and throwing up, because just now she looked at the helmeted head of the man in the flower shirt, but only saw a huge octopus head, in fact not only the man in the flower shirt, Shen Xixi was now alone in the training room, seeing the ceiling above her head, only to feel that the ceiling had also changed, covered with shells. Something else was creeping in.

Shen Xixi was aware that something was wrong with her spirit, or more precisely her spirit after a month and a half of tracking and cleaning operations against those mysterious societies.

She had just held on until now without telling anyone.

Shen Xixi now only hoped that this last battle would come sooner, before her spirit completely collapsed.