Chapter 70 Newly Transferred S-Rank Guide (Gong) x Allergy-Relieving S-Rank Sentinel (Shou) 1 (Completed) tushumi.cc



(My flow is atypical sentinel)

In the war-torn interstellar era, humanity and the Zerg waged a protracted war for survival.

In this brutal war, some humans, after undergoing genetic mutations, unexpectedly awakened and gained special abilities beyond ordinary people. These people were called "Sentinels" or "Guides".

Sentinels possess extraordinary combat instincts and physical abilities, while Guides have strong mental perception and emotional regulation capabilities. The two complement each other and are of equal status.

Inside the emergency meeting room of the central military base.

At the end of the long table, General Peng pushed a file marked "Top Secret" to the center of the table.

"The Zerg army is pressing in, and the human defenses are in grave danger. We urgently need S-class Sentinel Shu Bai to return to the battlefield." The general's voice echoed in the confined space.

"However, his mental strength is extremely unstable. He not only has a severe allergic reaction to all the mental guidance from the guides, but has even attacked the mental images of the guides on multiple occasions. According to the Tower's latest decision, you two newly promoted S-class guides will be urgently dispatched to the Third War Zone to try to establish a mental link with him."

The Third War Zone is a special area deep behind the human defense line, located in the depths of a mountain range that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is completely isolated from the Zerg activity area by multiple energy barriers.

This is a final haven specifically for "problem sentinels" evacuated from the battlefield, equipped with state-of-the-art medical facilities and mental stabilization devices.

The personnel composition in this war zone is quite unique: 55% are battlefield wounded sentries, 20% are medical guides, and the remaining 25% are guards equipped with heavy weapons.

Despite being located in the rear, an average of one sentry rampage occurs here every month, thus the Third War Zone is also classified as an S-level danger zone.

Ling Xuan frowned as he opened the file, his long fingers pausing on the page recording assaults: "So unstable?"

Suddenly, a hand with distinct knuckles snatched the file away.

"What a coincidence. I like things that are unstable." Li Yuheng stared at Ling Xuan's eyes and said indifferently.

That son of a bitch.

You even picked Li Yuheng's wife, huh?

That's a huge face.

It's like a pancake.

The file pages rustled as Li Yuheng's gaze shifted to the white-background photograph.

Shu Bai, S-class Sentinel, 24 years old, 185cm tall, spiritual form is a snow leopard.

The man in the photo has a cold and stern face with sharp, chiseled features.

Two tiny black moles adorn the area below her right eye, like ink splatters accidentally spilled, or perhaps marks deliberately left by fate.

His pure black eyes stared directly at the camera, and the two moles on his face appeared and disappeared as he slightly narrowed his eyes, adding to his dangerous charm.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the paper and strike straight at people's hearts, coldly watching everyone who met his eyes.

This wife is the best!

Li Yuheng slammed the file shut: "When are we leaving?"

General Peng: "Now."

Although Ling Xuan was reluctant, he didn't show it on his face. He simply stood up silently as a way of expressing his opinion.

Military orders are absolute, and he never questioned them.

The military transport plane flew through the clouds, and the red warning lights inside the cabin made Li Yuheng's face flicker.

He crossed his legs, his mind racing with the system.

0090's mechanical voice sounded weary: "Your Highness, I've already set you up as an S-rank guide as you wished. This is already the top-tier configuration in the world!"

Li Yuheng clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction: "Little system, did you cut corners? I, the dignified Crown Prince, should at least be an SSS-level, right?"

How could he be the same as Ling Xuan?!

All of them are S-class guides!

He! Refuses!

0090's data stream became chaotic: […Your Highness, the strongest Sentinels in this world are only S-rank; there's no such thing as SSS-rank!]

"Didn't I tell you before, if you don't have it, create it! Didn't you upgrade to the S+ system? You can't even handle this little thing? Aren't you just too useless?"

0090: [But, but wouldn't this disrupt the world's balance...?]

"Balance?" Li Yuheng scoffed. "The moment I, Li Yuheng, stand here, the world is already unbalanced, okay?"

The cabin suddenly shook violently, interrupting Li Yuheng's "friendly exchange" with the system.

Ling Xuan grabbed the handrail and frowned as he looked out the porthole at the churning clouds: "They're Zerg jamming missiles."

It's that damned Zerg again.

His knuckles turned white from the force, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

No one hated the Zerg more than him. When he was twelve, he witnessed his ordinary human parents being torn apart by the Zerg, their blood staining the entire living room.

Just as those hideous maws were about to pierce his chest, a passing sentry saved him.

Outside the cabin, several ghastly green streaks of light suddenly burst open in the dark clouds, like pus seeping from a rotting wound.

A pale blue energy barrier instantly deployed, isolating the aftershocks of the Zerg chaff. Although the aircraft shook violently, its internal systems remained stable.

"Report, attacked by Zerg chaff, activating emergency evasion procedures!" The pilot's suppressed anger came through the communicator.

Immediately afterwards, the military transport plane spun and rolled sharply in the clouds, leaving a ghastly green streak as the edge of its wing grazed the ground. The shield emitted a piercing hum as it narrowly avoided the second wave of attacks.

"About to enter the airspace of the Third Theater Command. Stealth mode activated. Expected to land in three minutes."

Dark red lights enveloped the cabin as the transport plane glided into the mountain valley like a ghost.

Outside the porthole, military facilities were scattered throughout the base, with a pale blue energy barrier surrounding the entire site.

With a slight jolt, the transport plane landed smoothly on the tarmac.

The moment the hatch opened, a biting mountain wind, carrying the smell of metal and disinfectant, rushed in.

A squad of fully armed guards quickly surrounded them, and the officer in charge gave them a standard military salute: "Guide Li, Guide Ling, welcome to the Third War Zone. I am Zhao Rui, the security chief."

Zhao Rui's gaze swept between the two, finally settling on Li Yuheng: "According to procedure, we need to conduct a mental stability test on both of you first."

Li Yuheng lazily raised his wrist for the scanner to scan: "So worried? Afraid we'll go berserk if we go in?"

The detector emitted a soft "beep," indicating that the green light was on and the vehicle had passed.

Zhao Rui's expression relaxed slightly: "It's not that I'm worried, it's just that the situation of the Shubai sentry is special."

Ling Xuan's detector also lit up with a green light. He withdrew his wrist and said calmly, "I understand. Please lead the way."

Zhao Rui made a gesture, and the guards immediately split into two teams to escort them through layers of security gates.

The corridors of the Third War Zone are exceptionally wide, with walls covered in a special mental energy buffer material, and a red emergency button every ten meters.

Li Yuheng put his hands in his pockets, casually looking around, but in reality, he was secretly observing every detail.

“The mental energy field here is very chaotic,” Ling Xuan suddenly said.

Zhao Rui nodded: "Yes, the people housed here are sentinels from the battlefield, and their mental energy has been corrupted to some extent."

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