Chapter 4 Please, Help Me Comfort

As soon as the words fell.

There was an immediate sound of people inhaling gasps all around.

Many sentries even protested in low voices.

"Guide Ali, I came here especially for you."

"Yes, Guide Ali, I just want your gentle comfort."

“Please don’t push us to the hands of irresponsible perverted guides.”

Ji (Perverted Guide) Zi: "..."

Looking at the frightened and disgusted expressions of the sentries lining up in the corridor.

Ji Zi cleared her throat and put her hands on her hips. "For the sentinel who came today, I can do a one-on-one deep cleansing for him."

As everyone knows, low-level guides of level B and below can only purify one sentinel at a time, and it is only surface purification.

High-level guides of grade A and above can freely choose whether to work one-on-one or one-on-many. If they are facing low-level sentinels, they can even start one-on-many deep purification at the same time. However, the process is time-consuming and mentally exhausting, so most high-level guides are unwilling to do so.

So when Ji Zi said this, it was like throwing a stone into the silent sea.

The work area of ​​Group B's guide team is on the third floor of the White Tower, and each floor is divided into six fan-shaped areas: ABCDEF.

The sentinels have extremely strong five senses, so even if they are not in the same area, Ji Zi's words can be heard by every sentinel on the third floor without any hindrance.

Everyone knows that she is an A-level guide, but no one knows why she comes to work in the B-group guide team.

Considering his past mischievousness, it is very likely that he is here to play tricks on the low-level sentries?

even so.

That is also the deep purification of the high-level guide.

This is something that many low-level sentinels would never dare to imagine in their dreams.

Many sentries were already eager to try and approach Ji Zi's comfort room.

Soon, the corridor outside the comfort room was once again as grand as it was three months ago.

Overcrowded.

Ji Zi crossed her arms and glanced at A Li beside her, "What should I do? It seems that it is not necessary anymore?" It feels so good to talk like a green tea girl. After saying that, she turned and left.

Ali stared at her back with an ugly expression, and after a long while he managed a forced smile.

[Bitch, just wait! I want to see how you end up!]

Ji Zi ignored her thoughts and glanced at the sentries in line.

I don't know why, but a bad feeling suddenly arose in my heart.

Are there too many people?

She pushed the door open and said, "Come in."

The sentries outside the door looked at each other, feeling a little helpless.

Someone behind me boldly asked, "Aren't you taking off your clothes for inspection today?"

"Do you still need to bring your own iron whip?"

"Guide Ji, I'm not wearing handcuffs today..."

All kinds of embarrassing questions almost made Ji Zi unable to raise her head.

Her old face turned red and she waved to the first sentry in the line.

"What a mess! First come, first served!"

The first sentry in the line walked in with regular and rhythmic steps and closed the door.

Being comforted is an extremely private matter, let alone deep comfort. No sentinel likes to be admired and intoxicated by others.

But before that, she should make a simple registration first, and then record the abnormal behavior of the sentry while being comforted, which will be convenient for Dr. Gu to analyze later.

"Name."

"Ding Ning."

"grade."

"A-."

A- is the threshold to becoming a senior sentinel, indicating that this sentinel is most likely going through a transition period for promotion.

It sometimes takes several years to go from an A- to a formal A-level senior sentinel.

Therefore, in the military district, a large number of sentries will choose to go to extremes, frequently going into contaminated areas and using increasingly difficult battles to gain a tiny chance of promotion.

Of course, the consequences of doing so are also serious.

It will aggravate the pollution of the Sentinel's brain and cause sensory overload. If it is not comforted in time after each battle and the "garbage" in the brain is not cleaned up, one day it will be overloaded and cause distortion.

Then the loss will outweigh the gain.

Ji Zi drew a red letter A on the registration book, feeling a little uneasy.

Although I accumulated a lot of theoretical knowledge last night and this morning.

But she originally just planned to try her hand on a lower-level sentry.

Because he has never seen his own spiritual body, nor has he truly used the spiritual power in his body.

She felt very insecure.

The sentinels' perception is sharp.

It was only a few seconds of hesitation, but he easily noticed it.

The sentry standing in front of her was still wearing the uniform he had just come off duty. His dark green military trousers were slightly faded, and there were many signs of wear and tear on his knees. He looked a bit like a pair of 21st century ripped jeans, and didn't look shabby at all.

The tattered holes vaguely revealed the man's wheat-colored skin, and his leg muscles were knotted into blocks, with a shape that was very sexually tense.

On his feet were a pair of heavy, old-fashioned combat boots with zippers on the sides.

Because he was stared at for too long, the man's expression began to become unnatural.

After a while, a deep voice asked, "Do you have to kneel down?"

"ah?"

Ji Zi was stunned.

There was no time to react.

The tall and strong man stood up from the chair, walked in front of her, and slowly knelt down.

His muscular calves were spread out to the sides, his knees were together, and his upper body was covered in a loose military uniform with many tasseled honor badges hanging on his shoulders.

This is a sentry who has won many medals.

Just like that, kneeling down in front of her?

"Please, help me calm down."

Ding Ning had heard about this man's perversion and viciousness a long time ago, and this was not his first time to queue up in Ji Zi's comfort room.

I was just lucky this time and came in first.

And was lucky enough to be chosen by him.

Due to frequent entry and exit of the contaminated area for a long time, Ding Ning's brain pollution is about to reach a critical value.

If he doesn't find a suitable guide to pacify him, he will go completely crazy and become a mutant.

The so-called high-level guides in the White Tower are all very busy, and each guide has his or her own requirements and hobbies. In Ding Ning's opinion, someone like Ji Zi who only humiliates the sentinels' bodies is already very kind.

After all, these are just small things that can be done by putting aside your dignity.

Ji Zi took great pains to pull up the sentry, whose body was as hard as iron, and put him back in his seat.

"Don't move. Just do whatever I say next. Please cooperate with me." She said with a stern face and warned seriously.

Ding Ning nodded, looked straight ahead, and sat upright as if he was listening to a lecture.

Ji Zi opened the notes on the laptop and took a peek.

"Release your spirit body."

The book says that superficial comfort actually only requires the guide to increase contact with the sentinel's spirit body, similar to the gentle caress of green tea. As long as it can make them feel happy, it is considered effective comfort.

She planned to try surface soothing first.

Ding Ning nodded again and said, "Yes."

Then, a sturdy Doberman Pinscher, as tall as Ji Zi, gradually transformed from the void into a real form.

The black satin-like fur exudes a bright metallic luster, and the front legs are slightly pressed down, revealing the same slender and well-developed muscles as its owner. The lines are smooth and almost perfect, while also having a sense of aristocratic elegance.

The neck is held high, the ears erect, and the eyes alert and calm.

A natural born guard dog indeed!

This is so cool!