Chapter 14: Mental Combating Have you become stronger today?

The next day,

Henry went downstairs and saw that the major general was still sitting on the sofa. Unlike lazy people like him, the major general kept his back straight even when sitting on such a soft sofa. But he couldn't help but wonder, is it really comfortable to sit like this?

"Major General, why didn't you go to the military headquarters today?"

Henry walked to the refrigerator, took out two bottles of drinks, unscrewed them and handed them to the sitting female insect.

"I'm taking the day off today, Henry. I..."

Carlos had been waiting for a long time. He wanted the male insect to help him sort out his spiritual sea, but he was SSS level, and the male insect was only A level, which was too difficult.

However, his estrus period has always been irregular. If his spiritual sea erupts prematurely before the next expedition, it will be very difficult for him to maintain his current state due to the dull period and estrus period.

"What's wrong? You're so hesitant. That's not like a major general's style."

"Can you help me sort out my spiritual sea?" The female insect finally said it. She always felt that the male insect in front of her was different from other insects.

"Hmm?" Henry squeezed the bottle in his hand. He discovered something wrong yesterday. Can he still let him enter the sea of ​​​​spirituality without worry today?

Seeing the male insect hesitate, "Is it not possible?" Is it really a bit reluctant?

"Of course, my dear Major General."

This female insect is really interesting. Doesn't she have any sense of safety at all? I really want to teach her a lesson.

"But, Major General, you are SSS, and I am only A-rank. I am afraid..."

He paused for a few seconds deliberately, and when he saw the panic on the female insect's face, he continued,

"You need to get closer. It's tiring to stretch your mental strength this far."

On the sofa,

The male insect slowly approached, and the female insect with black hair and heterochromia seemed not to be used to the suddenly close distance. She leaned back slightly, revealing her most vulnerable neck, and her Adam's apple rolled up and down due to excessive tension.

As the distance shortened, the female insect tightly grasped the bottle in her hand. The bottle body gradually twisted due to the force until it exceeded the tolerance limit. With a "bang", the bottle cap flew out and the orange drink dissipated in her hand.

"Don't be nervous, Major General." The male insect lowered his eyes and took a look at the thing in the Major General's hand. Tsk, how could he not help joking.

He stood up, took a few tissues, pulled the major general's hand, and wiped it carefully.

"Okay, now, relax."

Henry pressed the female insect on the sofa. He did not lie to the major general about one thing. Being closer could indeed reduce the loss of mental strength.

He extended his mental tentacles and slowly penetrated into the female insect's spiritual sea.

It was a completely different scene from the S-class. The S-class spiritual sea was called a 'sea', but it was more like a ball of tangled spiritual threads.

When one explores the major general's spiritual sea, one can see no end to it. The spiritual threads are not messy, but instead form various abstract images that are incomprehensible.

The intertwined spiritual threads at the bottom seem to control these ferocious images. It seems that the root of the problem lies here.

As usual, he wanted to reach out and straighten out the tangled threads, but...

Feeling the pain in his head, should he say it was worthy of being an SSS-level spiritual thread? The exceptionally sharp spiritual thread was cut off almost the moment the tentacles touched it.

It seems that the SSS-level spiritual sea combing is different from the S-level. If it is so sharp, there seems to be no solution?

Henry controlled the tentacles to move slowly upwards. It seemed that the solution was above. The tentacles continued to climb, and the dense spiritual threads were tightly entangled, making it impossible to see the internal structure.

The spiritual tentacles had almost reached their limit when they finally cleared up and revealed a miniature version of a major general inside the flying spiritual threads.

It's just an outline, but it really looks like it, doesn't it?

So, are these messy spiritual threads protecting the true body within? Then why is the spiritual sea still rioting?

The male insect studied it carefully again and found out that this was the case.

The spiritual thread at the bottom can only control the extended main trunk, and the numerous silk threads in the air are uncontrollable. After understanding this, Henry knew what to do.

The tentacles grab the longer branches and wrap the silk threads tightly around the main trunk. As the flying silk threads decrease, the damage to the main body also decreases.

…

Henry worked diligently for a long time, but there were so many branches sticking out that he passed out after he finished pruning the most severe branches.

The higher the level of the female insect, the more uncontrollable her spiritual sea is.

While still enduring the cramping pain from the invasion of his spiritual sea, Carlos suddenly felt a "heavy object" fall on him, and subconsciously retracted his arms.

The female insect slowly opened her eyes, and her muscles bulging with pain surrounded Henry.

As Carlos moved, the male insect slowly slid down his body, and he hurriedly held the male insect in his arms.

The female insect, who had just finished grooming herself, did not have the strength to pick up the male insect from her body. She could only maintain this action temporarily and wait for him to wake up.

After Carlos recovered some strength, he picked up the male insect.

The bedroom door was gently kicked open, and a slender figure walked in holding the male insect.

The male insect was gently placed on the bed, and the female insect's slender fingers could even completely control the male insect's head.

After completing these actions, the major general took out a tube of nutrient solution like a magician and opened the lid.

It was slowly dripped into the corner of the male insect's mouth. This was not the first time he did this, and the male insect was still uncooperative as usual.

Helplessly, Carlos stretched out his finger and placed it on the male insect's lower lip, and the emerald green liquid slowly flowed into the mouth along the teeth.

This is a slow process, and the flow rate of the nutrient solution cannot be too fast. If it is not absorbed in time, it is very likely to cause choking. Fortunately, he has enough patience.

It’s almost time. The major general tiptoed out of the room. The male insect, whose mental strength was drained, needed to rest.

…

It was so long and so far away from home that Henry had a dream.

At the beginning of the dream, he didn't have this name.

The little boy sat in front of the window, staring blankly at the green leaves on the treetops in front of the window. The bright moonlight sprinkled on the windowsill, and also reflected the dotted fallen leaves, twinkling in the night sky.

"Good boy, it's time to eat."

At that time, he still had some baby fat, and his face was far from being as sharp as it is now. He held the bowl and chopsticks obediently, chewing the food in small bites, as if he was thinking of something sad.

"Grandma, aren't mom and dad coming back yet?" The weak child's voice was tinged with a little cry.

"Hey, baby, mom and dad are heroes, right? They're fighting monsters far away. Don't you like Ultraman the most? Mom and dad are doing the same thing as Ultraman."

The old voice was soothing and gentle.

"But?" But he also wanted his parents to be with him.

He raised his head timidly and saw tears glistening in the corners of his grandmother's eyes. He forced a smile and said, "Grandma is right. Mom and Dad are heroes. They have to protect the world!"

Grandma held her grandson in her arms and patted him gently, "Yes, a great hero, and your good boy is also a great hero."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "bang - whoosh".

Crisp sounds broke the silence, and the night sky bloomed with the warmest colors.

"Grandma, it's time to set off fireworks!" A faint sadness seemed to bloom along with the fireworks. The little head popped out from grandma's arms, looking at her with sparkling eyes.

"Let's set off fireworks. Take our dear to the yard to set off fireworks." Grandma rubbed the baby's head and took him out.

The scene began to change rapidly, and Henry wanted to catch something...

Carlos wiped the cold sweat from the male insect's forehead. He didn't know what he was thinking. His brows were furrowed and his head was turning from time to time.

When his fingers brushed the corner of the male insect's eyes, it felt like being severely burned by something.

"Henry, get up and eat!"

The male insect has been sleeping for a whole day. He didn't eat lunch, so he should eat some dinner. If he keeps sleeping, he will be very tired.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and then his eyes suddenly opened. His cold gaze almost instantly locked onto the female insect, and soon, he returned to his usual laziness.

"Um, what?"

The look in the male's eyes just now? The moment their eyes met, Carlos felt an itch at the base of his wings, and instinct drove him to spread his wings and remain alert.

"Get up and eat something, Henry."

Henry looked at the Major General jokingly as he stood up pretending nothing had happened, "Major General!"

The female insect's body instantly froze in place, and she turned around mechanically. He could even hear the creaking sound of the machinery.

"What should I do? I'm so tired and don't want to get up."

The male insect's deliberately suppressed voice, with a slightly rising ending, was like a gentle sweep of a soft feather, making one feel itchy in the heart.

Carlos breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll bring it up."

The Major General could calmly observe the tall mutant and find its weakness to kill him, but he couldn't stay calm under the sight of the male insect and left the room in a panic.

Seeing the major general leave, Henry relaxed his body, propped himself up and leaned against the head of the bed. To be honest, if the major general really asked, he didn't know how to explain.

There was a knock on the door, and then the door slowly opened. The major general came in with the food. It looked good and looked much better.

It should be because they took into consideration his somewhat exhausted body, so the food was really nutritious.

Seeing the male insect looking at the food with a troubled expression, Carlos thought he was exhausted. Fortunately, he brought a spoon with him, so he scooped a spoonful and put it to the male insect's mouth.

Henry looked at him in disbelief. The major general seemed to be particularly focused, with a hint of encouragement in his eyes.

Finally, he opened his mouth with great difficulty, just like a baby worm that opens its mouth for food. All things are difficult at the beginning. After getting over that mental barrier, he could easily accept the major general's feeding him, and even enjoyed it a little.

After the male insect finished eating, the female insect produced a tissue and helped him wipe the corners of his already clean mouth, feeling extremely satisfied.

…

After the Major General left, Henry relaxed his body and slid into the quilt, wrapping himself tightly like a silkworm until he could see nothing.

After going out, Carlos suddenly remembered that tomorrow was another working day. He raised his hand to knock on the door, pushed it open and went in, wanting to ask the male insect.

"Henry, do you need me to ask for leave for you?"

Hearing the knock on the door, the male insect hurriedly loosened the tightly wrapped quilt and sat back in the same position.

"Oh, no need." He responded calmly.

The male insect didn't know what he had done in the few minutes when he had just gone out. The hair he had secretly done for him while he was sleeping was a little messy.

The major general finally left again after getting the answer. This time Henry was smarter and waited for a few minutes before wrapping himself up again.

"Henry, are you... shy?" Kamen, who was not summoned today, couldn't wait to jump out.

"No."

"But..." Hearing the host's denial, Ka Meng was a little confused. It did not install a plug-in to detect emotions, but based on its work experience, the host's behavior should be shyness.

"No buts, why are you looking for me suddenly?" Henry interrupted the system's thinking. If he continued thinking, his handsome face would be gone.

"Oh, hey, host, I've already contacted No. 04. It's in deep water and terrified. For the next while, if there's nothing important, don't summon me."

No. 01 has decided to become the military advisor to the good system. No. 04 said that its host is a brutal demon king.

"Okay, have fun." Henry rarely perfunctorily responded to his dear adventure partner.

It's not a joke, but there is no time to debate with the host now, new challenges are waiting for it.