Chapter 5: Good boy, sit down

Ji Zi couldn't help but "slurp" a few times at the noble and cool Doberman.

This is subconscious human behavior!

I thought I would be looked down upon by my owner and the dog.

But what she didn't expect was that Doberman's ears turned, his brown eyes looked at her steadily, and then he suddenly rushed towards her.

She couldn't withstand those two dark and thick claws alone.

His body was pushed backwards and he was about to fall, but was caught steadily by a pair of warm big hands.

"It's the first time it meets a guide... It might be a little excited. Sorry."

"Have you never done any soothing before?"

Doberman kept nudging her with his head. Ji Zi had raised a cat in her previous life, but had no experience raising a dog. She just scratched Doberman's head in the way cats like to scratch.

"Hmm~" the dog made a comfortable low hum.

Ji Zi was so happy that she quickly looked at Ding Ning.

"Does this mean that it likes my comfort?"

Ding Ning's wheat-colored face showed a bit of shyness, and her eyes were evasive.

I didn't tell her that the spiritual body is actually a projection of the real body, so soothing the spiritual body is equivalent to soothing the real body.

The spirit's preferences also represent the owner's comfort level.

He had never experienced the comfort of a guide, and didn't know that a small tickling action from the guide could make him feel extremely comfortable.

It feels like being showered by a cool drizzle on a hot summer day, as if all the pores in your body are opening up.

If Ding Ning hadn't developed strong self-control from constantly moving in and out of polluted areas, she would probably have lost her composure.

Seeing that he didn't answer, he lowered his head.

Ji Zi intuitively felt that she had not done well enough.

So I tried to recall the "Guide to Soothing" that I had reviewed that morning, from the head to the cheeks, then to the chin, chest, and finally all the way down...

“Wait… wait a minute…”

The Doberman had happily fallen on its back, with its four legs in the air, exposing its vulnerable and soft belly for her to ravage.

Is this still the handsome guard dog from before?

Ji Zi was amused by it and started to laugh. She tried to give it an order, "Good boy, sit down."

The Doberman flipped over on the ground neatly, straightened his back, and regained his handsome appearance.

"So good." She touched its wet nose as a reward.

Ding Ning, who was standing by, felt itchy and couldn't help sneezing.

His expression was both sad and aggrieved.

There is actually another biggest reason why Dobermans are known as guard dogs, and that is that they only recognize one master for their entire life.

Once you identify that taste, that person.

Until death do us part.

However, now, Ding Ning's spirit body has used its nose to memorize the smell of Ji Zi's entire body, and is rubbing saliva on her body frantically.

Rumor has it that she has mysophobia, and she thought she would be pushed away and disliked. After all, her spiritual body could not be compared with the naturally strong ones in the Sentinel Academy.

But Ji Zi just raised her sleeve helplessly to wipe her face, then bent down and played with Doberman again.

The man and the dog even chased and played with each other in this small comfort room.

The Doberman was quite understanding of human nature and deliberately slowed down, pretending that he couldn't catch up with her. His servile appearance made even his owner Ding Ning feel a little uncomfortable to watch.

It's embarrassing.

My mood has really improved.

All the gloom and negative garbage that he had accidentally picked up in the polluted area in the past seemed to dissipate little by little with Du Bing's happy footsteps.

Is this the guide?

No wonder it is so cherished.

But just a small surface comfort made him so happy, what about the depth?

Ding Ning's brown pupils became a little deeper.

Maybe I can reduce the severity of pollution in my brain, so that I will have enough time to apply to enter the contaminated area again.

He had a premonition that he would soon break through to Level A if he was given a few more chances to enter.

Only sentinels above level A can be considered senior sentinels and can be assigned more bounty missions.

To earn more gold coins.

Think of this.

He took the initiative to speak, interrupting the cheerful atmosphere over there.

"Guide Ji, please give me a deep cleansing."

Ji Zi stopped playing, her fair cheeks turned a little red because of the fun, but she quickly adjusted her breathing.

A man and a dog walked over slowly.

Ding Ning looked at his own spirit body. For a moment, he even felt that this guy was like the spirit body of a guide, sticking so closely to her.

Yes, what about the guide’s spirit body?

No sentinel in the White Tower had ever seen her spirit form.

Ding Ning thought he would be the first lucky sentinel to see her spirit body.

Wasn’t it released?

Forget it, it’s already a great honor to be the first sentinel she comforts, how can I ask for anything else?

Deep soothing requires more physical contact between two people.

When necessary, Ji Zi also needs to enter his mental picture and help him channel the negative emotions and garbage inside.

But--

She has only read the introduction in the book and has never put it into practice!

Books on spiritual landscapes don’t tell you how to open them or how to enter them!

In addition, the sentinel he was facing at this moment was being appeased for the "first time", which was really a coincidence.

Hesitating, Ji Zi clearly felt that the sentry sitting opposite her had a nervous look on his face.

"Am I... unqualified?" asked the sentry.

Ji Zi was stunned for a moment, "What?"

The sentry stood up quickly and took off his military uniform without saying a word. He was wearing a black I-shaped vest underneath. Because of years of missions, his arms had obvious sunburn and scars of varying degrees.

"I'm sorry, my body is ugly...it may not suit your requirements."

Ji Zi suddenly realized.

In a shameful tone, he said, "You, don't talk, close your eyes!"

Ding Ning did as he was told, and even her breathing became lighter.

The two were very close, only a fist's distance apart.

This made it convenient for her to quietly examine the facial features of the sentry in front of her.

Very neat, and gives me a solid sense of security.

A sentence suddenly came to my mind: A man who dares to show his shortcomings is a real man.

He also smelled very fresh, as if he was a sentry who paid great attention to personal hygiene.

Ji Zi thought so and unconsciously lost consciousness.

Wait until you come to your senses.

I have inexplicably entered a ruined situation.

Is this... the sentinel's mental image?

The book says that the mental images generated in the Sentinels' brains are mostly related to their growth experiences and acquired state of mind.

Some are closed and dark, some are warm and unrestrained, and some are cold or scary...

Yet none of these could describe the scene before me.

Ji Zi had only one feeling - dilapidated.

She had never seen other people's spiritual landscapes, and she only knew from books that everyone's "place" was unique, inimitable, and unrepeatable.

No one can know what the Sentinels are really thinking unless they are there.

There was hot gravel under my feet, and it was still hot even through my black boots.

What should we do next?

What kind of guide is that damn "Guide to Soothing Sentinels"? It doesn't even describe how to soothe them!