Chapter 136

Alena dragged Jiang Wenxing to the office. Several people were already sitting inside. Three sentries and a spirit were being checked by the guide. Hearing the commotion, they glanced towards the door.

The old guide was repeatedly confirming something with the military doctor when he saw Jiang Wenxing and immediately waved: "Wenxing, come here."

Jiang Wenxing summoned his spiritual form, a rare sight for the old guide. At this moment, a white fox was squatting at his feet, its expression indifferent, and a section of its tail was missing as it swayed.

“Examine his mental state.”

"yes."

The little mouse jumped onto the sentry. The guide and the sentry closed their eyes at the same time. After a moment, Jiang Wenxing opened his eyes: "The σ wave is flickering."

The old guide nodded and looked at Alena: "Why don't you give it a try?"

Alena rubbed her hands together with a grin. The Congolese lioness slowly walked over, placed her paw on the sentry, and after a moment, scratched her head, revealing a dreamy, academically challenged smile: "Ah, uh, this, there's a change... I think, it's something like a wave."

The old guide's lips twitched, and he waved his hand. The three sentries left, bewildered, leaving only the medic and the guide in the house.

The old guide sat down, took a sip of tea, and the fox jumped into his lap, gently wiggling its tail: "What we can confirm at present is that their σ waves have changed, very slightly, but the change has occurred and is developing in a positive direction."

Arno's eyes lit up: "Constant dripping wears away a stone! Besides, how long have they been eating pork... bracken? If we keep doing this, with our assistance, we can observe more deeply."

Alena shook her head: "Uh, Arno is right."

Zhu Ning glanced at Jiang Wenxing, hands in his pockets, and said, "Old guide, I have only one question: once the paper is published, will all the guides here today be co-first authors?"

The old guide didn't speak, but glanced at Jiang Wenxing and then looked at each of them one by one. He said slowly and seriously, "We'll look at this issue later. Right now, the most important thing is to thoroughly study this frequency band. Starting today, we'll begin our first pilot project in Kush."

If this method works... children, this will be the first great thing you have accomplished.

Zhu Ning pursed her lips and didn't ask any further questions.

The greenhouse was built in a flurry of activity. The old guide said he was getting old and asked Jiang Wenxing to take full charge of the project.

Zhu Ning was somewhat indignant, but ultimately said nothing.

The seeds that had been sown in advance finally sprouted, transforming from neglected little vegetables into a goldmine for the guides.

The healthy, plump buds were picked out first and gently buried one by one in the soil.

The cookhouse built a boiler shed next to the greenhouse, and the warm air from it neutralized the sudden drop in temperature caused by the severe cold.

The guides diligently tended to the tender seedlings every day, while the weather in Kush gradually turned to freezing cold.

The border harassment activities of the "ant tribe" have become increasingly frequent, but this year, all the sentries in Kush have received proper treatment from their guides. Sentry with mental health issues, once identified by the guides, were not incorporated into the patrol teams, so surprisingly, no sentries died from mental pollution during the harsh winter.

With fewer people, the sentries have more and heavier tasks.

The sentries who were left behind initially frowned at the sight of ferns and wild vegetables, but when they thought about regaining their spirits and returning to their comrades, they gritted their teeth and ate them, and were even willing to drink an extra bowl of soup.

But this couldn't go on. Vegetables were scarce in winter, and the wild vegetables stored by the cooks were gradually running out. The sentries' rations were about to run out.

Just then, a large number of "ant tribe" members appeared at the Brothers' Stronghold, which was something Jiang Wenxing had been worried about since his rebirth.

In their past lives, harsh weather changes affected the hatching rate of the ant colony's ovaries, causing the queen ant to lay eggs with congenital deficiencies. These eggs, after hatching, were intellectually inferior, had thin skin and fragile flesh, and were small in size and slow in movement, almost invisible when lying in the snow.

Sentinels are easily attacked, especially by spider ant eggs, which contain neurotoxins that can affect mental strength.

Ilya and his companions had suffered from these spiders in their past lives, and at that time, Kush only had him and the old guide. Their usual mental support was woefully inadequate, and they could only sigh in silence in the face of this situation.

Especially the dead of winter before his death.

The severe cold caused the spider queen to multiply rapidly, and the already precarious mental state of the Kush sentinels was further exacerbated by the venom, causing many of them to fall ill quickly.

This resulted in a situation that could have been handled easily becoming so difficult that dozens of sentries were killed.

This situation is unpredictable and cannot be prevented, so we can only try to provide strong logistical support for the sentries.

The brother base clearly does not meet these conditions.

Arno and Jiang Wenxing discussed for more than an hour in the room, and then spent the whole morning in the old guide's office. Finally, they decided to go to the Kashgar outpost to provide support.

Jiang Wenxing was worried about their situation, so after discussing it with Zhu Ning and Alena, they harvested half of the bracken fern and sent it over.

Zhu Ning and the old guide stayed behind.

This matter was of no help to him, so he was not interested.

Jiang Wenxing had no time to argue. After making his decision, he, Yano, and Alena set off immediately. The truck traveled for a day and a night before arriving at the Kashgar outpost, where their captain personally came out to greet them.

"Comrades, thank you for your hard work."

The five-foot-tall man was so moved that he choked up, and his eyes were red-rimmed.

The military green truck opened, and the young and determined guides jumped out with great enthusiasm, bringing a fresh atmosphere to this listless and bleak outpost.

Arno felt a surge of mission again. He smiled slightly, shook the sentry's hand, and squeezed it tightly: "Don't be so polite. We are brothers from the same stronghold, and even more so, we are comrades in the same trench."

The sentry's eyes were filled with tears. The burly man turned away to wipe his eyes before turning back and saying in a rough voice, "Thank you! Thank you! Where is Comrade Jiang? I want to see him!"

Arno raised his chin, somewhat embarrassed: "That guy squatting by the roadside vomiting is... our Wenxing gets carsick, he's not in good health."

Sentry: "Ah, then I'll get him some hot water!"

Arno responded with a sweet and bright smile: "Okay, thank you, big brother."

Alena, looking dashing after unloading the goods, flexed her muscles with her hands on her hips. Why was Jiang still squatting there? She walked over and asked, "Wenxing, are you alright?"

While vomiting, Jiang Wenxing made a gesture indicating that he was doing alright.

"vomit."

Alena: "..."

Kush’s guides and the guides from the brother outposts formed a makeshift squad that patrolled between the two outposts.

During this period, Jiang Wenxing did not forget his vegetable greenhouse, and more and more vegetables that were unpalatable, unsightly, smelly, and hard to chew grew out of the greenhouse.

They were so strong and fat that even pigs wouldn't eat them, yet their effects were so obvious that the sentries couldn't help but gag when they heard the meal bell, but the positive mental image made it impossible for them to refuse.

Vegetables are destined to be something that the Kush sentries both love and hate.

Jiang Wenxing settled down in this land.

Four months later, the ant tribe successfully weathered the winter crisis, and no sentries died at Kush or the Brotherhood outpost.

The heavy snow that had blocked the mountain was finally showing signs of melting.

When the first wildflower bloomed, the sky changed from a hazy white to an endless blue, and the clouds drifted across the sky like cotton, leaving behind wisps of white.

Zhu Ning received his border defense service certificate, while Yano, Alena, and Jiang Wenxing signed and stamped their border defense guide lifelong service manuals, received their first military rank, and were assigned their first new military uniforms of early spring.

On the day Zhu Ning left, he went to Jiang Wenxing's house and wandered around, but didn't see him. So he picked up a stone, pressed it down on his window, left a note saying "Idiot," and then left Kush by truck.

The old guide saw him off on his final journey and handed him the letter of recommendation.

Zhu Ning was so surprised that he forgot to show his expression. The old guide said, "Consider this a thank you for your hard work during this time."

Zhu Ning was stunned for a long time. His fingertips trembled slightly as he reached for the plate. He suddenly looked up, his eyes sharp: "It's... Jiang Wenxing?"

The old guide chuckled and smiled slightly: "You guessed it. I was wondering how to give you a hint without breaking our agreement. What, you don't want it?"

Zhu Ning's face turned from white to red. After a moment of stunned silence, her eyes sharpened, and without hesitation, she grabbed the recommendation letter and pulled it out with a swish.

The old guide said, "Aren't you curious about what he said?"

Zhu Ning replied expressionlessly, "Not curious."

He turned and got into the car. The old guide stood below. He wasn't the kind of meddlesome old man, but he still said, "I was just kidding. Apart from Jiang Wenxing, this decision was unanimously made by all the guides. At least this winter, you did a good job."

Zhu Ning's face immediately turned ugly, and he slammed the carriage curtain shut.

He sat in the dimly lit carriage, not wanting to look, but in the end he couldn't help but turn back and glance at the snow-capped mountain, the outpost, and the long mountain ridges.

Zhu Ning watched the stronghold disappear into a small black dot, his face expressionless, and slowly drew the carriage curtain.

After the heavy snow completely melted, the sentries patrolling the mountain gradually returned to Kush.

The once deserted courtyard gradually became filled with the loud voices of sentries and the roars and howls of spirit animals.

The little mouse played very well with the snow leopard during the winter, but when its good friend, the one-eyed gray wolf, returned, it immediately abandoned the snow leopard, pounced on the gray wolf, and rode the gray wolf everywhere in search of morning glories.

Arno's snow leopard followed leisurely behind, and as the little mouse climbed onto the flower trellis, it bit the old wolf's tail.

The wolf's ears perked up instantly, and it turned around, howling fiercely. The snow leopard calmly flicked its bushy tail, arrogantly leaping onto the tree, leaving the irritable wolf circling the tree.

Jiang Wenxing is extremely busy. He has practically taken over the old guide's job, and the two of them are often so busy that they don't even have time to eat.

He and his old guide had just returned from a meeting after two days of travel and were worried about the greenhouse. When he got back to the dormitory, he was a little dazed and didn't notice that the dormitory door was open.

He pushed open the door, only to be tripped by something furry and fall into a chest full of muscles.

A faint scent of lilacs wafted into my nostrils.

Jiang Wenxing looked up and met a pair of calm, familiar eyes. He was stunned for a long time before saying, "Ilya."

The sentry smiled and kissed him on the forehead, then on the bridge of the nose, and finally touched his cheek. His rough fingers brushed against the soft skin, and longing surged like a tide. He couldn't help but tremble in his voice, yet he remained calm and kind: "бйть vдлд".

Jiang Wenxing chuckled softly: "The moon? I understand now."

He looked up and gently kissed Ilya.

Author's Note:

[Warning: The innocent-looking Omega has given birth, while the pampered Omega has never engaged in sexual activity with an Omega.]

There will be a side story told from the captain's perspective.