Chapter 107

The train travels through an autumn-covered forest. Besides the yellow-leaved birch trees, there are also rhododendrons, blueberries, pine trees, and tall, straight willows. Countless trees make up a vast and boundless primeval forest.

The mournful sound of a horn echoed through the valley.

In the distance, the White Peak soars into the clouds, its waist shrouded in mist. Dots of white extend from the foot of the mountain to its belly, gradually covering the green and turning it into a snowy white expanse.

The train gradually slowed down.

A blue lake appeared ahead, and the vast, uninhabited area gradually began to show signs of human habitation.

A well-maintained road appeared in the forest. From a distance, several tractors loaded with timber could be seen rumbling and bumping along the road. There were also some women carrying hoes and elderly people holding children's arms.

Jiang Wenxing pressed his face against the car window, staring intently. He knew that just ahead lay their destination: the town of Kush.

Thinking of his destination, he felt a little depressed. He smoothed his bangs, and suddenly a gray, sparrow-sized rat, one of the four pests, appeared on his right.

The little mouse had dark, beady eyes, was lively and intelligent, but very timid. It sat timidly with its little paws tucked in and its tail drooping, not daring to approach Jiang Wenxing.

Jiang Wenxing glanced at it, and the little mouse immediately squeaked and disappeared.

It's okay, take your time.

Jiang Wenxing silently put the snacks for his spiritual body back into his pocket, trying to cheer himself up. Usually, the relationship between a guide's spiritual body and its master is inseparable, but Jiang Wenxing's spiritual body was terrified of him.

Jiang Wenxing felt that his spirit probably still remembered things from his previous life, which was why he was so afraid of him.

However, Jiang Wenxing's thoughts were different from those in his previous life. Unfortunately, his thoughts could not be conveyed to his spiritual body. The gap between him and his spiritual body did not disappear with his rebirth, but instead worsened.

Jiang Wenxing hated mice in his past life. These shameful creatures made him feel ashamed to let them out, and he couldn't even hold his head up among the guides.

Later, he even considered killing it and creating a new spiritual entity.

But when he actually saw the spirit body shield him from the assassination attempt and then collapse and dissipate, Jiang Wenxing felt neither relief nor joy. Instead, he burst into uncontrollable sobs and completely broke down.

After being reborn, the little mouse's body shrank, which made Jiang Wenxing's already unhealthy body even weaker.

However, this issue did not affect Jiang Wenxing's decision. He still wanted to serve in Kush town for three years before applying for a transfer.

Kush Town is a relatively remote town in Xia Kingdom, but it is close to Tannijama. Zerg ant soldiers often cross the border, so Xia Kingdom established the Kush Outpost here and formed multiple sentry squads.

Because of its remote location, few guides are willing to apply for positions here.

The guides who came this time consisted of four men and one woman. Apart from Jiang Wenxing and Zhu Ning, who were from out of town, the other three were locals from Kush.

Jiang Wenxing and Zhu Ning were childhood friends who went to Kush to take an exam together and met a new friend, Yano.

Arno is cheerful and outgoing, and although he is a male guide, he is very handsome.

Jiang Wenxing didn't care who he made friends with, but after Zhu Ning met Yano, he treated Yano much better than Jiang Wenxing, and often said that Jiang Wenxing was not as good as Yano in some way.

Jiang Wenxing and Zhu Ning had a big argument.

He was reborn during a time when he was arguing and having a cold war with Zhu Ning, and he had offended three of the five guides in the team.

The only female guide who is still willing to talk to him is named Alena. She is very tall, has a heroic bearing, and a cheerful smile. Her spirit body is a Congo lion that is nearly three meters long, pale yellow, with glossy fur that looks very well taken care of.

"Jiang, when did you realize you were a guide?"

Jiang Wenxing slowly turned around. In his previous life, his relationship with Alena was very cold, which was closely related to his competitive and ambitious personality. However, when he learned that he had been attacked and was seriously injured and unconscious, Alena was the first person to rush to see him.

Jiang Wenxing vaguely remembered that he cried incessantly after losing his spiritual body and kept vomiting, but he couldn't vomit anything. Alena kept wiping his sweat, feeding him water, and using her spiritual power to heal him.

The fierce Congolese lioness quietly watched over him, occasionally touching the back of his hand to soothe his emotions.

She is a very kind and warm-hearted girl with a heart of gold, but in her past life, Jiang Wenxing hurt her with false words.

Alena has beautiful golden curly hair, which she ties up into a high ponytail. Her light blue eyes are as clear as a lake, and she looks smart and good in the Xia Kingdom guide's uniform.

When the other guides saw her take the initiative to talk to Jiang Wenxing, they exchanged glances and frowned.

Alena didn't take it seriously, but she was very disapproving. What kind of men were these, so petty and narrow-minded? Why couldn't they just speak their minds? What did they mean by teaming up to isolate a comrade from the same trench?

She looked at Jiang Wenxing, who was sitting in the corner.

Guides and sentries are generally much physically fitter than ordinary people, averaging 1.8 meters tall. However, the young guide who was assigned to Kush this time was not only not tall, but also looked thin and frail.

Wearing black-rimmed glasses, with a pale face and delicate features, her guide uniform was loosely fitted.

For some reason, she traveled all the way from the inland to Kush to take the exam, and she even passed. Not only that, Jiang Wenxing's basic theory score was more than 80 points higher than that of Alena, who came in second, and even 0.25 points higher than the top scorer in the guide exam from Binhai, a province known for its intense competition in inland areas.

With such a high score, staying in the provincial capital is more than enough.

But he made a special trip to Kush and showed no signs of regret or anxiety along the way, making it hard for Alena not to feel a good impression of Jiang Wenxing.

In fact, more than 20 years ago, Xia Guo implemented an allocation system, which gave excellent benefits to guides who supported the border defense. However, most guides, upon hearing that they would be assigned to Kush, which is close to Thanijama, would rather not take the exam again than come.

Kush suffers from a chronic shortage of guides, a fact that Alena, a native of the area, is acutely aware of.

Therefore, five guides came this year, including one who was a genuine high achiever.

Alena was very happy, but Jiang Wenxing had a strong personality and got into an argument with Zhu Ning, another guide from out of town, and was subsequently ostracized by the group.

However, Alena always felt that Jiang Wenxing was not a bad person.

When Jiang Wenxing heard Alena's question, he hesitated for a moment before saying, "I think she's fourteen."

Alena was surprised: "You awakened so early?"

Jiang Wenxing was a little embarrassed. His family was not good. His parents were divorced and his father was an alcoholic. The little mouse first appeared when he was about fourteen years old. But he had been living in a tenement building with lots of rats. Jiang Wenxing thought it was just an ordinary rat that had run into the house. When he saw it, he would chase it with his slippers to hit it.

Sometimes when he woke up, he would find a mouse the size of a leather shoe squatting next to his pillow. Jiang Wenxing would get up and kick it away.

The little mouse never had the chance to establish a mental link with Jiang Wenxing until he was eighteen years old and was discovered to be the guide, at which point he learned that the gray, fat rat was his spiritual entity.

When Jiang Wenxing first learned that he was the guide, he was overjoyed and was particularly looking forward to his spiritual body, even fantasizing about lions, eagles, leopards, and the like.

When the White Tower's trainer pulled a large rat out from behind him, the expectation on his face instantly turned to blankness, incredulous.

The large rat crouched on the other end of the table, trembling. Jiang Wenxing sat on the other end with a cold face, refusing to establish a mental link with it.

The head instructor of the White Tower patiently explained that the form of the spirit does not affect its function; the smaller it is, the more concentrated the spirit is, and the little mouse is also very cute, blah blah blah.

Jiang Wenxing didn't listen to a word. His childhood environment had made him exceptionally proud, competitive, and resentful of his father.

He felt that his father was a drunken, smelly rat, filthy and unsightly, and he simply couldn't accept that his own spirit was a rat that he had always hated.

When forced to establish a mental link, Jiang Wenxing refused to touch it at all.

The discipline director said very seriously that if there is a lack of communication, his spiritual body may develop a spiritual barrier with him, making it impossible to connect smoothly. In the worst case, it may eventually disappear, causing irreversible damage.

Jiang Wenxing was more than happy to do so, and was even more unwilling to communicate with the big rat.

His daily interactions with the spirit creature consisted of him doing his homework while the big rat crouched cautiously in the corner. Jiang Wenxing wouldn't allow it to climb onto the bed or the table, let alone touch it.

As a spiritual entity, it was instinctive for it to approach the source of life, but it could not disobey Jiang Wenxing's orders.

After experiencing rebirth, the big mouse turned into a small mouse and almost never appeared on its own initiative.

Jiang Wenxing didn't know how to explain to Alena, so he pushed up his glasses, scratched his head, and his face tensed up.

Alena, however, couldn't stand it anymore and changed the subject with a smile.

Just then, the train pulled into the station, and Director Liu from the Kush outpost came over to help them get off.

Alena didn't have much luggage. She was a local, unlike Jiang Wenxing and Zhu Ning, who had large bags and backpacks.

However, although Zhu Ning was a guide, he was in excellent physical condition. He carried his luggage, glanced at Jiang Wenxing, and strode off.

Alena wanted to help, but Director Liu had something to discuss with her and hurriedly pulled her away. The Congo Lion understood its master's mindset, hesitated for a moment, and then followed Director Liu out.

Jiang Wenxing breathed a sigh of relief. He still didn't know how to repay Alena's kindness. In his previous life, he was particularly strong-willed. Even though he had been on the train for three or four days and was exhausted, he still put on a brave face to prove that he was no worse than others. He gritted his teeth and carried his luggage off the train.

This time, Jiang Wenxing didn't plan to rush. He wasn't feeling well and didn't want to push himself. He planned to take some small pieces of luggage, get off the bus, find a fellow villager, and pay him a little money to help him carry them.

Therefore, he calmly packed his backpack. Just as he was packing, he suddenly heard the sound of Jun's footsteps on the steel floor of the carriage behind him.

Author's Note:

A new beginning