MTL - I’m Always the Villain-Chapter 113 Ghosts do the fake Major General 2

Sang Jiuchi followed his memory back to the student dormitory building.

When he returned to the dormitory just in time for the last moment of the curfew, the dormitory aunt glared at him before closing the dormitory door hastily.

This is the guide's dormitory building. It is divided into five areas, S, A, B, C, and D in order from high to low. The higher the level, the better the living environment you enjoy.

Like the S-class dormitory area, it is not only equipped with an independent apartment for each person, but also has a garden and an open-air swimming pool.

Sang Jiuchi now lives in the D-class dormitory area with the worst environment, a four-person dormitory.

Although it is a D-class dormitory area, the environment is not bad.

The bed is on two floors, with people sleeping above and study desks below. The dormitory is equipped with a balcony, independent bathroom, washroom, air conditioning, heating, and wardrobe.

When Sang Jiuchi walked into the dormitory building, the dormitory aunt gave him a strange look.

Sang Jiuchi looked down, only to realize that his dress was very inappropriate at the moment.

Even though the evening wind had dried part of his sweat, his pure white shirt was still wet and sticking to his body, and even his trousers were sticking tightly to his body, outlining just the right curve.

It's already eleven o'clock in the evening, and it stands to reason that the students should all lie down and go to bed.

Sang Jiuchi walked to his dormitory and looked in through the high glass inlaid above his head. The lights in the room were turned off.

In order to allow students at different times to enter, the dormitory is equipped with password locks. Sang Jiuchi entered the password according to memory and gently opened the door.

Several low and shallow breathing sounded in the room, and the roommates fell asleep.

Sang Jiuchi took off his shoes, tiptoed to the front of his closet, carefully picked up a change of clothes, and then slowly exited the room.

Closing the door gently again, Sang Jiuchi walked to the bathroom at the end with her shoes in hand.

Each dormitory has an independent toilet. The school also considers that washing at night will affect the rest of the dormitory staff, and each floor is equipped with a public bathroom.

Sang Jiuchi went in with a change of clothes, and the dimly lit bathroom was dimly lit.

This area is very large, the outside is the dressing room, and the inside is the shower area.

Sang Jiuchi glanced inside through the door curtain.

There is a floor-to-ceiling mirror in the dressing room. Sang Jiuchi walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror and looked at the appearance of this plane.

It still has the same facial features as himself, but the face of the original owner of this plane is slightly paler.

The facial features on the bloodless face were a little pale, and only a pair of warm eyes flashed with bright stars. A beauty mole is also embellished under the corner of the left eye, which adds a bit of enchantment and charm to this originally slightly dull face.

The person in the mirror not only has no blood on his face, but even his lips are very pale, like a light pink peach blossom surrounded by a thin layer of mist, a pale color that makes people unreal.

The original owner had long hair, and the long flaxen hair hung down almost to his waist. At this moment, the sweat-wet hair was hanging in strands like kelp by his side.

From the depths of the original owner's heart, Sang Jiuchi felt a touch of helplessness.

If possible, he doesn't want to be someone's fiancée at all, he and Yin Li have never even met. He thought about serving the country, but not in this way.

Taking off his clothes, Sang Jiuchi put on plastic shoes and walked into the bathroom.

He walked to the innermost position, adjusted to the appropriate water temperature, and then walked under the patter.

Warm and clear water poured down on the body, taking away the previous tiredness. The tense body slowly relaxed, and Sang Jiuchi couldn't help sighing comfortably.

Sang Jiuchi didn't waste any time.

In his mind, Sang Jiuchi shouted: [F001. 】

F001 was in a daze, and before he could recall the shock of the two main gods just now, he stumbled and said: [I'm here, the host. 】

Sang Jiuchi sank his consciousness into the depths of his mind, and first came to the black plane shelf on the right.

On the neatly arranged shelves, six small planets that rotate quietly have been placed in sequence.

The fifth plane is the Star of Entertainment. The planet is colorful, with a circle of faint stars dotted on the outside.

The sixth plane is the star of self-cultivation. The planet is composed of black and white, and the smooth curves form the pattern of Tai Chi, which adds a sense of mystery and avenue to this plane.

Sang Jiuchi moved slightly in his heart, sinking his consciousness into the Star of Cultivation.

Thousands of years have passed since he and Fan Lu left the Star of Cultivation. In the thousand years, this plane welcomed the first person to ascend.

Sang Jiuchi took a closer look and found that the man was the suzerain of Xunyanzong.

The Sect Master of Xunyanzong successfully ascended to the Immortal Realm in the form of a divine soul after the 9981 Heavenly Tribulation, and his fleshly body was reincarnated into the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and even the immortal energy contained in the heavenly thunder was also sprinkled on the cultivation of truth. boundary.

The world of self-cultivation has been cyclical, and has already entered the right track of endless life.

Sang Jiuchi looked around in the cultivation world and found the Demon Venerable and Demon Emperor who had long since retired.

The spirit of the demon emperor has long since returned to the body from Jiang Tong, and the misunderstanding between the two has been resolved, and the sadistic relationship without the **** love is deep, and they are back together again.

He observed the two of them from the perspective of God, and found that the cultivation of the two had reached the Great Consummation of the Tribulation Period, and they would soar in a few years.

The Demon Venerable who was cultivating seemed to feel something, suddenly raised his head and glanced in the direction of God Sang Jiuchi.

There was nothing there, and the Demon Venerable couldn't help frowning.

The demon emperor asked, "What's wrong?"

Mozun: "It's nothing. From the very beginning, I felt that someone was watching us. Forget it, maybe I thought too much."

I didn't expect that I would be noticed by the devil, and Sang Jiuchi didn't stay for a long time, and quickly left the plane of self-cultivation.

Withdrawing from the plane, Sang Jiuchi came to the vending machine that exchanged skills again. The skills belonging to the reinforcement category were placed there, and Sang Jiuchi turned to the top reinforcement at the back.

The top-level strengthening requires 300,000 points, which can evolve the body level to the 3S level.

Sang Jiuchi clicked on it and found that the "Exchange" option box was gray. Sang Jiuchi took a serious look, and found the very small remarks in the back line of the exchange: [Exchange conditions: The system has been upgraded to S rank and above. ]

【F001, what is your current system level? 】Sang Jiuchi asked in his consciousness.

Almost a second later, F001 said aggrievedly: [I'm only Grade B now. 】

Sang Jiuchi: [How many points are left, leave me 500,000, and upgrade the rest. 】

F001 immediately stood up, [The last plane received a total of 5 million plane points. It takes 800,000 to go from B to A, 1.6 million to go from A to S, 3.2 million to go from S to SS, and 6.4 million to go from SS to SSS. 4.5 million can be upgraded to 80% of the S-rank, the host. 】

Sang Jiuchi: [Okay, you can upgrade. 】

F001 received the instruction from Sang Jiuchi and immediately started to upgrade.

About three seconds later, the space in front of Sang Jiuchi suddenly began to change.

It was originally a refreshing blue with gold borders around it, and silk flowers rolled around the corners.

Sang Jiuchi frowned.

How to say it, a strong nouveau riche came from the pavement, and the earth exploded.

F001 is not ashamed but proud, [Master host, do you see the gold border inlaid, this is the symbol of nobility. I can tell you out loud now, I, F001, S-Class! 】

Sang Jiuchi didn't want to pay attention to it, and lowered his head and started to exchange the skills for body upgrades.

When F001 saw Sang Jiuchi's actions, he scanned it very intimately for Sang Jiuchi: [Ding! Let's start the body detection. Ding, the test is complete. Lord host, your current mental power level is 3S level, and your body level is S level. 】

Sang Jiuchi gave a soft [En], [If I exchange it now, when will I be able to upgrade tomorrow? 】

F001: [Master host, you can upgrade after a week. 】

Sang Jiuchi nodded, [Okay, remember to remind me then. 】

F001 is still very puzzled, [Master host, how did you find out that Yin Li is not the God of War? 】

After Sang Jiuchi finished the exchange, he took a look at the vending machine before he pulled his consciousness out of his consciousness and returned to the real world: [There are many loopholes. 】

[The original owner lost some memories, he should have been attacked by mental power, which made him forget some important information. When Yin Li came over just now, I had hidden my breath, and I can guarantee that if I hide my breath, even 3S-level mental power will not detect my existence. 】

[If Yin Li just happened to pass by, he should not know my existence. But he seemed to be sure from the beginning that someone was inside, and muttered, "Did he faint?" The second loophole is the password door. Yin Li only used it once to open the password door. If no one told him, how did he know the password? 】

[This is followed by the third loophole, which is also the biggest loophole. 】Sang Jiuchi coughed lightly, and the movement of washing his hair was a little stagnant, his face was a little embarrassed, 【I don't have any soul throbbing. In fact, there is another reason. After the last Dark God, I think the other main gods are starting to lose their patience. 】

[The sudden fall of a main **** is not a good sign for them. 】

F001 is still a little scared. If the host is not smart, then the host just now…

First use the sugar-coated cannonball of the world plot to soften the vigilance of the host, and then use the identity of the **** of war to approach the host.

So poisonous.

Sang Jiuchi's hand in the bath suddenly stagnated, and the eyes that were originally comfortable because of the bath suddenly lifted, and his sharp eyes looked somewhere.

And there was no one there.

But he clearly felt a sight just now, and Sang Jiuchi walked over vigilantly. He carefully searched the corner of the position just now, but did not find anything like a hidden camera.

Just as he was searching, the sense of being stared at again struck.

This time, the direction came from behind him.

Sang Jiuchi turned around suddenly, but there was still no one behind him.

He walked to the wall behind him, and there was no camera in it either.

Sang Jiuchi frowned and walked back under the shower.

Could it be because of the pressure of the two gods just now that he had an illusion that his spirit was too urgent?

Sang Jiuchi laughed wryly at himself, and stretched out his slender white fingers to scrub his long wet hair.

The satin-like flax-colored hair was wetly attached to his body, giving Sang Jiuchi's originally overly fair skin a shattered beauty.

Sang Jiuchi narrowed his eyes, and the dense water mist wrapped his whole body.

The damp heat warmed him and made his cheeks climb a nice pink. His eyes are also wet, and the tear mole at the end of his eyes is even more charming and charming in the hazy mist.

Sang Jiuchi inserted both hands into her hair, stretching her body into a beautiful extreme arc.

Suddenly, Sang Jiuchi's hand stagnated for a second.

Then naturally continue the previous action.

here we go again.

The feeling of being watched reappeared. Sang Jiuchi's eyes were hidden under his arms, and out of the corner of his eyes, he looked at the place where he was looking, but there was still no one there.

Three times of attention, each time is blazing hot.

This is definitely not his illusion.

Now this gaze is glaring at him, as if it is licking his whole body with his gaze, and he can even feel the direction and speed of the gaze wandering on him.

From top to bottom, slow and powerful.

At this time, Sang Jiuchi remembered the plane of cultivation just now.

He also observed that plane from the perspective of God. Although the Demon Venerable did not see his figure, he was aware of his existence.

A bold idea popped into his mind.

Could it be that in this bathroom, there is a "soul" that I can't see?

Startled by his own thoughts, Sang Jiuchi's heart beat a little faster.

He suppressed his rapid breathing, and his heavy, drooping eyelashes covered the sight in his eyes.

He just came out of the cultivation world. It is not that there is no ghost cultivation in the cultivation world, and it is not that he has never seen the world.

It's just that this plane is neither a supernatural plane nor a self-cultivation plane. From the background of the plane, there should be no such supernatural phenomenon.

How can this strange phenomenon be explained? Who is this ghost staring at him all the time?

While thinking about it, Sang Jiuchi suddenly shuddered.

Just now, he felt as if something had rubbed his wrist.

That feeling is very subtle, if it weren't for his high mental power, I'm afraid he wouldn't feel it at all.

Sang Jiuchi sucked in a breath of cold air, and only then did he realize that just as he was thinking a moment ago, that fool had come to his side.

It should just be a soul without a body, without a body, not even breathing.

But now he can feel the strong breath spraying on his neck very regularly.

Sang Jiuchi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he took a step back subconsciously.

Just when he was about to release his mental power to deter this wanton "ghost", the familiar soul throbbing suddenly appeared.

Sang Jiuchi hesitated for a while, but when he reacted, he was attacked by a force, and the sense of familiarity struck his heart again.

The bottom of his eyes flashed, Sang Jiuchi relaxed slightly.

The next moment, his body was pressed against the cold white porcelain wall by a force.

With his chest against the wall, he struggled to break free, only to find that his hands were tightly controlled, and he had no power to escape.

In the empty public bathroom, Sang Jiuchi was sticking to the wall in a strange posture.

He turned his head and asked, "Who are you?"

Under the rushing water, his voice thought of the misty clouds, ethereal and light.

The sharp eyes that should have been weakened by the haze of mist, he resisted, but the crimson cheeks seemed to be silently inviting.

The warm air was a little thicker again, and Sang Jiuchi felt that the breath coming out of his neck became even heavier.

In front of him is the cold touch, and behind him is the warm water.

Two sensations, hot and cold, eroded Sang Jiuchi at the same time, causing him to struggle a few times uncomfortably.

Suddenly, a vague feeling slid across the wrist.

That touch is really very subtle, like a feather passing over it lightly, harmless and itchy.

But this feeling was fiddling with the string in Sang Jiuchi's mind for no reason. This invisible but still felt touch made his whole body tense.

He couldn't see each other, and he didn't know where he would land in the next second.

In this confrontation, he lost.

Sang Jiuchi's questioning voice echoed in the bathroom, but he didn't get the answer he wanted, but in exchange for the other party's presumptuousness.

Clenching his hands against the cold wall, he gritted his teeth and stared coldly at the white wall in front of him.

…

Sang Jiuchi's footsteps were a little messy. He walked out of the bathroom with a bath towel, and shame flashed in his eyes. On the ground he showered just now, a layer of foam was spread on the ground.

Soon, the stains on the ground flowed into the sewers under the scouring of the ground water, and disappeared without a trace.

In the air, there is only the fragrance of the bathing of the elegant grass.

Sang Jiuchi took two quick steps and came to the mirror.

In the mirror, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were flushed, and he looked like he was about to cry.

The redness even spread to the mole at the end of his eyes, making the original black mole become a seductive crimson.

Not only her cheeks, but her pale body also seemed to have been dyed in a pink dye vat.

Shoulders, collarbones, knees, wrists all turned pink.

Depend on.

Sang Jiuchi cursed deep in his heart.

If there is a vague breath, it is dotted on the shoulders again, and slowly slides down from the back along the shoulders.

Sang Jiuchi's hand moved back, but it was empty.

He seemed to have nothing to do with this invisible "soul" at all.

Sang Jiuchi frowned, wrapped the towel tightly on her body and said unbearably, "Enough is enough, I tell you, don't go too far, I'm really going to be angry."

The breath stopped abruptly.

Hearing Sang Jiuchi say "angry", the fool seemed frightened and quickly pulled away from his back.

Even the sight and breath are much weaker.

Sang Jiuchi was no longer harassed, and began to prepare to wipe the water droplets on his body.

Just as he raised the towel, he felt his little finger hooked by a shallow force.

The next second, his little finger swayed left and right.

Sang Jiuchi raised his eyebrows, "Why, apologize?"

Wasn't it arrogant just now? Is this kidding?

Hearing Sang Jiuchi's question, the little finger that swayed left and right turned to sway up and down, which seemed to answer Sang Jiuchi's question.

Sang Jiuchi sneered, "Go away, stay away from me."

Sang Jiuchi's voice fell, and this time he felt that even the little finger on the right began to sway from side to side. Sang Jiuchi even imagined that a cub was holding his hands begging for mercy with both hands raised.

Sang Jiuchi laughed angrily and asked, "Are you a ghost?"

The answer to him was that Xiao Mo's finger swayed left and right a few times, and then began to sway up and down again.

Sang Jiuchi frowned, didn't he even know if he was a ghost?

While wiping his body, he continued to ask, "Are you a human before?"

The little finger swayed from side to side and then up and down.

Don't you even know who you were before?

Sang Jiuchi: "Then don't you even know who you used to be?"

This time, the little finger swayed up and down with certainty.

Sang Jiuchi's hand wiping his body paused slightly, and a trace of forbearance flashed in his eyes.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Take your hand out!"

The pressure on his waist suddenly loosened, Sang Jiuchi's eyes flashed with sullenness, and he really couldn't take him lightly.

After changing clothes from the dressing room, Sang Jiuchi said to the air, "How long have you been here?"

This time his four fingers were caught.

Sang Jiuchi: "Four days?"

The strength of the four fingers disappeared, and the little finger swayed up and down.

Feeling a little childish in the ghost, Sang Jiuchi thought about it and asked, "Do you know how old you are now?"

This time, several of his fingers were fiddled back and forth, and it took about ten seconds before he felt his three fingers clenched tightly.

Sang Jiuchi smiled: "Three years old?"

The little finger shook up and down.

Sang Jiuchi was noncommittal.

He pursed the corners of his lips slightly, with an embarrassed look on his face.

From the very beginning, he felt the breath of his lover, so he went with the flow.

But he didn't expect his lover to be only three years old!

Although he likes his lover and is fascinated by the excitement in the bathroom just now, he is not shameless enough to have any crooked thoughts on a three-year-old boy.

Thinking that his lover is now a young child, Sang Jiuchi sighed, and his tone could not help but soften a bit.

He is always more tolerant and patient than other age groups when dealing with children.

"I see," Sang Jiuchi had already changed his clothes, "but I still want to remind you that this is a public bathroom, a very private place, you can't make trouble here, especially the kind of thing just now. , can't do it any more."

The little finger was moved up and down, and it seemed that the kid agreed.

Sang Jiuchi waved at the air: "Do you want to have it with me?"

He said, stepping on the plastic and taking off his shoes and walking towards the door.

And behind him, a breath followed, and the force on Xiao Mo's finger did not disappear.

Sang Jiuchi paused: "Are you sure you want to follow me?"

In lieu of answering, the little finger swayed up and down.

"Okay," Sang Jiuchi thought for a while, "but the third chapter of the law, from today onwards, you are not allowed to touch my body casually. If you promise me, I will take you with me. If you do not promise, you will continue to stay here."

The fingers shook violently up and down immediately.

Sang Jiuchi thought for a while, then added: "Also, you are not allowed to touch not only me, but also others. Touching is something only the closest person can do. It's rude of you to do so, you know, You have to be a polite ghost."

The fingers swayed up and down again.

Sang Jiuchi smiled, "Let's go."

As he walked, he thought silently.

Generally speaking, ghosts stay in the world, either they are not dead yet, or they still have some obsessions.

The lover said that he had only been here for four days, but the concept of time in the spirit body may not be the same as that of human beings, and he could not fully believe what he said.

And his original body may not really be only three years old. He could detect that the soul of his lover seemed to be injured, and the memory in this case was very incomplete, just like the original owner had lost part of his previous memory.

Since he will appear here, maybe he has some connection with this school. In short, we will start the investigation from the four-day school to see what clues there will be.

There were voice-activated lights in the corridor, so Sang Jiuchi kept his steps lightest for fear of affecting the rest of others.

He quietly opened the door and went to his bed to lie down.

In the dark, tiredness struck quickly.

It's only been a few hours since I first came into this world, and in those few hours, so much has happened.

First came the weight of near-death, followed by the shock from the Lord God, and then the horror of the lover's ghost.

Sang Jiuchi was awake for a second.

What about the little ghost lover? Are you following you?

Just as he opened his eyes and stared blankly at the empty surroundings, a shallow force wrapped around his waist.

The soft quilt was still well covered on his back, and his fingers were hooked and pinched lightly, but he did not make any more presumptuous actions.

It seems that his education has worked, and he is sure that the little ghost lover will not do anything else. Sang Jiuchi yawns, and his sleepiness immediately wraps him. In the arms of his invisible lover, Sang Jiuchi quickly falls into a deep sleep. .

Before going to bed, he was still thinking, there are still many things to do tomorrow.

With these consciousnesses, Sang Jiuchi fell into a deep sleep.

In the darkness, confirming that Sang Jiuchi was asleep, a pair of invisible hands gently and tentatively touched Sang Jiuchi's cheek.

He didn't know who he was or where he came from.

He has been wandering in this area for several days, aimlessly and refusing to leave.

To this day, he met the teenager while wandering in the woods.

Under the brilliance of the cold moonlight, the boy's excessively pale face flashed with a radiance of incomparable determination.

At that moment, light appeared in front of his pitch-black void.

The other party's spiritual power attracted him, and he made him follow the boy all the way, and finally entered the public bathroom shamelessly.

The invisible hand trembled slightly, and he bowed his head in shame.

It was these two hands that just caressed the delicate and fair skin of the young man.

He was clearly just a ghost who couldn't touch objects, but he was able to touch the boy with true feelings. Just now, he even used the brute force of a ghost to control the boy to the wall of Baici.

On the white and reflective tiles, the boy's face of embarrassment and fear was faintly reflected.

Reason tells him that this is wrong, but desire makes him clamor.

Putting his finger on the tip of his nose, he seemed to be able to smell the unique aroma of the boy.

The ghost let out bursts of light laughter with satisfaction, shattering the quiet and peaceful air into ripples.

In the darkness, the boy frowned and turned over.

The ghost thief quickly withdrew his hand in a guilty conscience, and when he saw that the boy was not awake, he breathed a sigh of relief, his soul fell lightly behind the boy, and his arms passed through the quilt to wrap the boy in his arms again.

To the young man, he was still a little guilty.

He lied just now that he was only three years old to win the sympathy of the teenager.

But he knew that he should actually be older. He forgot how old he was, but he must be an adult.

He could see that the boy let him follow him because he was only "three years old". Once the boy found out that he had lied to him, he would definitely drive him away angrily.

So he must not reveal his little secret.

With a little force, the ghost can feel the warmth and softness under the spirit body.

The teenager looked skinny when he put on his clothes, but he didn't expect that after taking off his clothes, his body was soft and he didn't hold his hands at all.

Satisfied, he embraced the boy in his arms, and the ghost put his head against Sang Jiuchi's neck, absorbing his unique fragrance.

He is a soul body, he can't smell the smell in reality, he can only smell the smell of the spirit body.

This smell made him nostalgic and fascinated, let him fall in love with it, and even aroused his desire for monopoly.

…

A crisp and harsh wake-up bell rang, and Sang Jiuchi opened his misty eyes.

He rubbed his eyes and was about to get out of bed to wash, but his movements froze due to the strength of his waist.

Sang Jiuchi paused for a second, his sleepy orangutan eyes accurately aimed at a place in the air, and said softly, "Let go."

Ghosts don't need to sleep. Last night, he held Sang Jiuchi in his arms and looked at him greedily all night.

The teenager really likes it more and more. He likes the way he runs wild in the dark night, he likes the way he calls for help in the bathroom, and he likes the way he falls asleep.

The ghost was still immersed in Sang Jiuchi's sleeping face, and was suddenly caught by his straight line of sight, which made the ghost frighten his heart, and immediately let go of the hand wrapped around Sang Jiuchi.

He tentatively waved his arm in front of Sang Jiuchi, but Sang Jiuchi didn't even move his eyes.

After making sure that the other party couldn't see him, the ghost put down his heart a little.

He found out yesterday that the young man's mental power was very sharp, and he was quickly caught by the young man just by releasing a slight fluctuation of his soul.

The few moments captured by the boy's eyes yesterday even made him think that he suddenly had an entity.

In the eyes of the young man, he even felt that he had nothing to hide.

"Are you calling me?" A suspicious voice came from the opposite side.

One person and one ghost looked over, and saw a handsome boy looking at him with his neck stretched out, a little uncertain in his eyes, "When did you come here yesterday?"

Sang Jiuchi looked for it in the original owner's memory. The boy opposite was Fang Kai, who was Sang Jiuchi's classmate and a D-level guide.

Apart from this information, the original owner has no memory of Fang Kai.

Sang Jiuchi thought for a while and replied, "I came back at eleven o'clock. When I came in, my voice was very soft. You were all asleep, so I didn't hear it."

"Why did you go yesterday? I went to the dean after class. As a result, the lights went out and I didn't come back. It was supposed to be dinner together." Fang Kai muttered.

Sang Jiuchi's heart moved slightly, "Suddenly there is a private matter."

Dean?

Could it be that the dean of education sent him to that abandoned teaching building?

Fang Kai rubbed his eyes, and suddenly shouted in despair, "Ah! Get up quickly, the first session of the next morning exercise is the guide month test, it's too scary, can you skip the test! Damn it, I've been All yearnings are sentinels, why are they divided into guides!"

Sang Jiuchi was stunned for a while, and soon found the memory of the relevant level from the memory of the original owner.

In this sentinel guide school, the sentinels and guides are taught separately, and the specialties and training directions of the sentinels and guides are also different.

Sentinels mainly train their beastization abilities, including free beastization, rapid increase in strength after beastization, and training to maintain maximum strength.

What guides learn is their psychic perception.

Sentinels are extremely sensitive in spirit, can detect emotions that others cannot, and are easily controlled or even runaway by these emotions. Some Sentinels often did not die on the battlefield, but were defeated by their spiritual power.

The guide can appease the sentinel's mental power, so that the sentinel can maintain his original heart even if he becomes a beast.

Guides without a sentinel are forbidden to enter the battlefield, of course, except for one sentinel, that is Yin Li.

Without a guide, Yin Li once set a record of killing an entire Zerg team with just one person.

Not only is his mental power and physical level 3S, but his willpower is also very strong. He has never been disturbed by external mental power. He is the most powerful and stable backbone of the empire.

Yin Li had just returned from a Zerg siege operation a few weeks ago, and then he stayed behind closed doors.

After that, it was rumored that Yin Li was seriously injured in the battle and hid at home to recover. And this rumor caused a lot of panic among the people.

Yin Li is not just a major general of the Empire. His actions against the Zerg with his strong will over the years have long made him a spiritual pillar of the people.

In the eyes of many people, Yin Li's security is equated with the security of the Empire.

Under this panic remark, Yin Li appeared a few days ago.

Rumors are self-defeating.

Sang Jiuchi got off the bed. He was wearing long pajamas and no pajamas. His thighs were looming as he stepped down on the ladder.

The ghost looked at it and wanted to use his body to help Sang Jiuchi cover his body, but he opened his arms and suddenly remembered that he was just a transparent soul.

The open arm fell down again in disappointment, and the ghost helped Sang Jiuchi hold on to the hem of his pajamas without hope.

His fingers crossed the hem of the pajamas and slid across Sang Jiuchi's thighs impartially.

Sang Jiuchi just stepped on the ground in the last quarter, and the sudden touch made him froze, his body uncontrollably like a cat with blown fur, and the blown fur rolled from his feet to his head.

In the next second, Sang Jiuchi glared fiercely in one direction, and the clenched teeth hidden inside could be vaguely seen on the thin pale pink lips that were slightly pursed.

The ghost was startled, quickly retracted his hand, and fluttered so lightly that he clumped himself into a ball, not daring to move.

Thinking that the other party is only a three-year-old kid now, and the love affair will take some time to slow down, Sang Jiuchi suppressed the manic depression in his heart.

This school is under military management, and the uniforms of the students are uniform modified versions of military uniforms. The guides are all modified versions of white military uniforms. However, according to the different grades, the colors of the nameplates on their chests are also different.

The nameplate on the chest of the S-rank and above guides is a noble gold, the A-rank is red, the B-rank is orange, the C-rank is yellow, and the D-rank is an overly conspicuous and out of place green.

The same goes for the Sentinel's nameplate, but the Sentinel's clothing is a uniform black modification.

Quickly getting dressed, Sang Jiuchi stretched his hands behind him and pulled his hair out of the shirt behind his neck.

The smooth flaxen hair was like a piece of high-grade satin, and fell obediently behind Sang Jiuchi, not a single strand of hair was messy. Then Sang Jiuchi buttoned the buttons one by one from bottom to top.

The buttons of the military uniform were quickly and meticulously buttoned to the top one.

The roommates were amazed.

Every time Sang Jiuchi wears clothes, it is a kind of aesthetic enjoyment.

Suddenly, the three of them became cold, and a cool wind spread upward from the soles of their feet, and went straight to the sky.

The frozen jaws of a few people shuddered, they shrank their necks, quickly withdrew their gaze, and quickly put on clothes.

Strange, the window is not open, where did this gust of wind come from?

Isn't this the most comfortable and warmest of June? How did they feel as if they were in an ice cellar?

Is the cold snap coming?

Several people frowned and looked at the heavy trench coats in the closet.

Or, put on a trench coat?

Sang Jiuchi also felt the chill, he gave a threatening glance somewhere, clenched his hand into a fist and put it to his mouth, coughing lightly.

Knowing what Sang Jiuchi meant, the ghost quickly withdrew its deterrent power and hid behind Sang Jiuchi obediently, not forgetting to evoke Sang Jiuchi's little finger, swaying from side to side and begging for mercy.

The air instantly regained the warmth just now, and several people held their breaths and breathed a long sigh of relief. Fang Kai looked outside suspiciously, "Why was it so cold just now?"

Sang Jiuchi really didn't have a temper with this kind of kid. He looked at Fang Kai and changed the subject, "Fang Kai, what's the content of the wizard's monthly exam today?"

Fang Kai was distracted, "You can forget this, of course it is the most rare flower arrangement!"

Come on, big gentlemen, it's hard to add a man!