A faint electric current emanated from Li Yuheng's fingertips, and his pale skin was cooler than he had imagined.
He scratched his brow with his other hand, then clenched his fist and rested it on his chin, desperately suppressing the urge to perform the famous "Ah! It's so cold!" scene.
Since this is my first time meeting Shu Bai in this world, it's best to maintain my image and not be mistaken for a lunatic.
Although abstract art is one of his daily pleasures, it's more appropriate to save this "special" piece for Shu Bai to see separately.
Her sparse, pale fingers twitched slightly, as if burned, but she quickly forced herself to relax.
He raised his eyes and met Li Yuheng's smiling gaze, his brows furrowing even more unconsciously.
"Don't be nervous," Li Yuheng's voice carried a hint of teasing, "I'm not going to eat you."
But he eats both breakfast and dinner.
No rush~
Shu Bai snorted coldly: "I'd like to see how long you can hold out."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yuheng felt a surge of violent spiritual energy rushing through their skin as they touched.
That power was like an ice blade in a blizzard, sharp and cold, piercing his mental landscape with a strong sense of repulsion.
An ordinary guide would likely have their mental barrier collapse instantly in the face of such an attack.
But our supreme male lead, Li Yuheng, merely raised an eyebrow, his smile deepening.
"That's all?" he said casually, while releasing his mental energy, which, like a flexible net, enveloped and dissolved the sharp ice blades one by one.
Inside the counseling room, the blue light from the mental stabilization device suddenly brightened, the instrument emitted rapid beeping sounds, and the values on the display screen fluctuated violently.
Zhao Rui glanced nervously at the readings: "Mental fluctuation value has exceeded the critical point! Command guide, please stop immediately—"
“It’s alright.” Li Yuheng interrupted him without turning his head, his gaze fixed on Shu Bai’s face. “That’s what makes it interesting.”
Shu Bai's pupils widened slightly, clearly not expecting the other party to be able to withstand his unconscious mental attack so easily.
What shocked him even more was that Li Yuheng's spiritual power not only did not retreat, but instead penetrated his mental landscape in an irresistible manner.
The feeling was strange, unlike the mental guidance that guides used to provide, which was often accompanied by deliberate soothing and flattery.
Li Yuheng's spiritual power is more like an equal exchange, even carrying a hint of provocation.
"you……"
Shu Bai's voice was a little hoarse. He felt his mental landscape being gently touched by a warm force. The feeling was both strange and familiar, like long-lost sunlight shining into a frozen lake.
Li Yuheng's spiritual vision is a vast starry sky, with countless stars flowing within it, beautiful and profound.
When his spiritual power came into contact with the sparse white, the stars suddenly accelerated their rotation, emitting a dazzling light.
The spiritual landscape depicted by Shu Bai is a desolate wasteland shrouded in a blizzard, with a biting wind howling and swirling up snowflakes.
Deep in this wilderness, the silhouette of a snow leopard can be vaguely seen, warily watching the intruder.
"Wow, it's so beautiful," Li Yuheng exclaimed sincerely.
He could sense the powerful force contained within the sparse and white spiritual landscape; though chaotic, it remained pure.
This world is quite strange and wonderful.
Shu Bai abruptly pulled her hand back, her breathing becoming rapid: "That's enough."
Zhao Rui stared in disbelief at the scene: "This...this is unbelievable! Previous forms of psychological counseling could only last two minutes at most, but you actually..."
"Ten minutes and seven seconds," Ling Xuan suddenly said, having been silently recording the time the whole time. "A new record has been set."
His pale chest heaved violently, and a rare wavering flickered in his jet-black eyes.
He looked down at his palm, where the warmth of Li Yuheng's fingertips still lingered, and a strange feeling he had never experienced before spread through his heart.
He had never experienced such...comfortable mental relaxation.
In the past, every attempt to guide him felt like forcibly pressing a scalding hot iron into his mental landscape, but this time it was like a spring breeze sweeping across an icy plain.
Li Yuheng, however, acted as if nothing had happened, lazily leaning back on the sofa and winking at Shu Bai: "How is it? Are you satisfied?"
The moment the male lead makes a move, you know he's got guts! Okay?
Where is the applause?
0090 immediately chimed in: [Clap clap clap clap clap! The young master is awesome!]
"very good."
Li Yuheng felt instantly delighted.
The blue light in the ventilator gradually returned to normal, but the lingering spiritual energy in the air still lingered, like the smoke left after a silent battle.
The sparse white spirit snow leopard had somehow strolled to Li Yuheng's feet, its fluffy tail brushing against his military boots, its golden beast eyes gleaming with complex light.
"Wow, your spirit form is quite cute." Li Yuheng lowered his head and pretended to reach out to touch it.
"Don't touch it!" Shu Bai suddenly stood up.
The snow leopard, unusually, did not dodge; instead, it raised its head and sniffed Li Yuheng's fingertips.
This action instantly flushed a thin layer of red onto her pale ear tips.
The spirit body is connected to its master's senses; it can clearly feel the warmth emanating from the other's fingertips, like a spark falling into frozen soil.
Ling Xuan suddenly stepped forward: "According to the procedure, it should be—"
Li Yuheng's smile vanished instantly.
He quickly withdrew his hand, stood up, and his military boots "accidentally" kicked over the low table, causing the light screen of the mental stabilization device to shake violently.
"Oops, my legs are too long, I accidentally kicked you." He apologized insincerely, then turned to Ling Xuan with a smile, "Looks like the equipment is malfunctioning, we'll have to stop here for today?"
"Should I? Should I be what? What the hell?! Should I be your head!"
This is Li Yuheng's wife!
Is it your turn now?
Do you really think we're going to stand in line here for free eggs?
Zhao Rui rushed over in a fluster, steadying the swaying equipment: "This...this doesn't comply with regulations..."
"Rules are meant to be broken. The record has already been broken, hasn't it?"
Zhao Rui glanced nervously at the closed door of the evacuation room and lowered his voice, "...What does Li Xiang mean by this?"
"Manager Zhao, the higher-ups sent us here precisely to address the psychological issues of Sentinel Shubai, didn't they?" Li Yuheng tapped his temple with his fingertip, smiling innocently. "Now that the problem is solved, I can establish a stable connection with him, isn't that enough?"
"But headquarters orders that both guides must try..."
Ling Xuan's gaze lingered briefly between Li Yuheng and Shu Bai, a knowing glint in his eyes.
He looked away and immediately said to Zhao Rui, "Now that Li Xiang has successfully established an initial connection, according to the principle of priority, he should be fully responsible for the subsequent diversion tasks."
He spoke in a businesslike manner, but his fingers under his sleeve loosened almost imperceptibly.
In fact, Ling Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, I don't have to touch that humanoid weapon that could explode at any moment.
He never wanted to establish a spiritual connection with Shu Bai in the first place, so since Li Yuheng took the initiative to take on this trouble, Ling Xuan was happy to go with the flow.
After all, to him, this kind of emotionally driven struggle was ridiculously childish.
Sentinels should be as reliable and stable as tools, not treated as some precious treasure worth fighting over.
Li Yuheng nodded, then turned to Shu Bai with a smile: "So, what is Sentinel Shu Bai's opinion?"
Shu Bai stood to the side, his cold and stern face revealing no emotion, but his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and two small moles under his right eye appeared and disappeared with this movement.
“My opinion?” His voice was low and cold. “In the past six years, has anyone cared about my opinion?”
Upon hearing this, Li Yuheng's lips curled slightly. He strode towards Shu Bai, his military boots tapping a clear rhythm on the floor.
It stopped just one step away from the sparse white space.
"I care. So, Sentinel of the White Sky, what is your choice?"
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