Ni Ji supported Tan Shu's drooping head and laid him flat, ensuring that he could sleep longer.
Then he washed the cup with the added substance in the sink.
He completed all of this skillfully, with a calm expression, without even the slightest emotional fluctuation.
Tan Shu thought he was still the sentry in the school, arrogant and simple.
But in fact, during these years at the Northern Outpost, he grew faster and changed more than anyone else.
Things that I was not good at or could not do before, I can now do them with ease.
Ni Ji settled Tan Shu, who was knocked down by the medicine he had given him, observed the environment, walked out and locked the door of the lounge.
He took off his coat, shirt, and boots, folded them, and put them in the closet.
Wearing only a tight black tank top and tight trousers, he put on a pair of black gloves, bit a thin dagger in his mouth, and finally wrapped his hair with a dark towel and tied it tightly behind his head.
After tidying up everything, he looked up at the roof of the tea room, reached out to remove the shutters of the vent, exerted force with his fingers, and like a swimming fish, he dived into the ventilation duct on the roof.
The Earl's Palace was very magnificent, even the ventilation ducts were built very wide.
Even a tall sentinel like Ni Ji had no difficulty crawling inside. The difficult part was not making even the slightest sound along the way.
There are countless sentries walking around in this mansion at this moment.
Sentinels are creatures with acute five senses.
Fortunately, the noisy banquet that had already begun provided a good cover for his actions.
Ni Ji concentrated his strength on his fingertips and toes, and crawled silently in the dim pipe as lightly as a cat.
He released his perception to the maximum extent, almost covering most of the mansion.
He knew it was dangerous, as such voyeurism could easily touch someone's nerves and be discovered.
So you have to go all out, be extremely meticulous and careful, find out everything in advance, and avoid the areas where the strongest sentinels are located in advance.
The overload of perception made his head ache.
Every step is like walking on a knife's edge.
But it doesn't matter, Ni Ji licked her lips, only then did she feel alive.
In his mind, he had a picture of the architectural design of the Earl's mansion firmly in mind.
That was the map he had worked so hard to find and memorized and engraved in his mind before coming here.
Now, that picture overlapped and verified his outward-expanding perception, allowing him to quickly find his goal.
At this moment, he was a hunter in the deep sea, and after lurking for a long time with a hungry stomach, he finally smelled the scent of prey.
Then it swam out from the abyss and quietly pounced on its prey in the darkness.
Along the way, Ni Ji heard many voices and felt many people walking under his feet.
He moved very carefully.
But he was also very surprised. After walking for such a long time, he inevitably passed carefully over the heads of those sentries, but he did not detect any fluctuations in mental alertness.
The sentinels guarding the imperial capital, dressed in gorgeous and neat clothes and receiving high salaries, were drinking and talking loudly under the lights.
Indulging in the excitement brought by alcohol and spices, shouting some meaningless words.
Almost no one has the vigilance that a warrior should have.
They are far inferior to the soldiers I have led.
The capital of the empire is a prosperous holy land in the hearts of border sentinels. Almost all border sentinels living in the bitter cold have longed for this place in their dreams.
But they don't know that there is only a layer of colorful shell left here, and the inside is rotten.
From an inconspicuous room, there was the sound of a small conversation.
Ni Ji's forward movement paused.
He listened carefully.
"Why did you give me a green dress?" It was probably a non-commissioned officer serving in the Earl's Palace, and he was complaining to his wife.
"Don't you know that the Count is also wearing a green dress tonight? My God, I never thought I would have such an embarrassing moment."
"How should I know?" his wife whispered, and in order not to embarrass herself in front of her friends, she reached out and pulled her husband's clothes.
Ni Ji heard the faint sounds of clothes being pulled and hands being thrown away.
The friend next to my wife got up and left, and before closing the door he said, "Yunyun, I'll wait for you outside."
Just a few words, spoken in a calm and cold voice, were like a thunderbolt that exploded in Ni Ji's mind.
Is it her?
Is she here too?
As soon as I heard the sound of the words, the person's appearance appeared clearly in my mind.
The person with a fair face and a cold look pushed through the crowd, stepped onto the platform, and stood in front of him.
From the closed room, the sentry's constant complaints could still be heard.
"I told you to have less contact with her."
"That's not a serious guide."
"The Jiang family broke off the engagement."
"I don't want my wife to become that kind of person."
…
But Ni Ji was not in the mood to listen anymore. He couldn't help but follow the person who was walking slowly outside the house.
She picked up a glass of water.
She walked to the pond.
She sat by the water and looked at the water lilies.
Because I smelled a faint floral scent.
She lifted the cup and took a sip.
I heard the sound of swallowing in the throat.
Ni Ji felt a strange tingling sensation somewhere on her face.
He remembered how it felt to have his chin pinched by those white fingers and to be forced to lift his face.
The man's movements were ferocious, but what he was fed was a cup of warm, pure water, without truth serum or any other mess.
That bit of sweet water flowed into his thirsty body, lifted him up from the brink of mental collapse, and gave him the strength to fight again.
She's a bit like a graceful paladin on the battlefield.
Before a duel, the opponent will be given respect and fairness.
In that deep sea of spiritual power, what she wanted was a hearty confrontation, and she disdained to use despicable means to defeat her opponent.
That is a rare kind of bearing that only the truly strong ones on the battlefield possess.
The arrogance that belongs to the truly strong.
But she is just a weak guide.
Ni Ji shook his head, refocused his attention, and continued moving towards his set goal.
Perhaps he himself did not even notice that, on that journey where he was ready to die at any time, on the seabed covered by blood and deep hatred, a small pure white pearl was quietly formed.
Pure and white, it lies quietly in the soft clam shell, emitting a faint glow.
***
There is a large fish tank in the bedroom of Earl James. The Earl stands in front of the fish tank and feeds the precious species he has collected in the fish tank.
The banquet outside was in full swing, and my wife went out early to attend the social event.
James is not interested in endless parties. His hobby is collecting, and he likes to collect things that are strange and shiny.
Those who live at the top of the White Tower all have some strange interests.
After all, the living space is too small and too oppressive, while the power and wealth in their hands are too great.
"Thank you, White Tower. Thank you, Her Majesty."
James recited a prayer, picked up a pale severed limb from the plate, and threw it into the fish tank.
At the bottom of the fish tank, energy stones of various sizes and shapes are piled up, emitting a five-colored glow, illuminating the creatures floating in the water.
Those things that are worth so much money that they can even drive airships are just decorative fish tank stones in his bedroom.
A strange creature with a human face and a fish body swam up, its eyes red, and it gnashed its teeth as it ate the piece of meat that was thrown into the fish tank.
It was a mutant, caught from pollution. It might have been a human once, but now it was hard to tell what it was.
The places where the limbs may have been originally grown have been artificially cut off, leaving only the trunk and tail. The scales on the tail are colorful and glowing, revealing a kind of weird beauty.
James particularly liked this fish. He remembered that it took a lot of effort to get it. Perhaps many sentinels who went deep into the contaminated area died.
But it's all worth it, after all, it's so beautiful and makes me feel happy.
James leaned close to the fish tank and watched the fish eat with a look of pain and despair like a human.
I wonder if this monster still has any memories of its time as a human?
I've never heard its sound before, he thought with a smile.
A figure was faintly reflected in the glass of the fish tank.
The man appeared almost suddenly, his cold eyes reflected among the water plants and beautiful stones, like a ghost suddenly appearing in the water.
James turned around in shock and subconsciously released his spiritual body.
His spirit form is a caiman, with reinforced armor, fangs with a strong bite, and amazing short-term explosive power.
As soon as the crocodile appeared, it grew huge and opened its bloody mouth to bite the invader.
Seeing the crocodile being caught, the count felt that he was not too panicked.
Although he has been pampered for many years, he is still an A-rank high-level sentinel. He has a powerful spirit body that can change its body shape at will.
Besides, he didn't seek to defeat the invaders, he just needed to hold them off for a short moment.
It only took a short gap for him to press the alarm under the table.
His spirit body would also swell to a gigantic size in a short period of time, and the rolling and fighting would crush the furniture and destroy the door, which would definitely attract a large number of guards outside the door.
The Count began to calm down, and he looked coldly at the man who had invaded his bedroom. He felt extremely angry in his heart.
The man was wearing a black tank top, a turban on his head, and holding a short knife in his mouth. He quietly sneaked into his bedroom like a ghost and broke into his most private territory.
This crime is simply unforgivable.
He would make the intruder pay the price, just wait until the next moment when the guards rushed in.
Once they caught him, they cut off his arms and legs to prevent him from dying. They tortured him bit by bit to make him realize how unforgivable his crime was.
James saw that his crocodile had opened its huge mouth and blocked the oncoming sentry. The sharp fangs would bite off his legs in the next moment if he did not step back.
But. It's unbelievable.
The invading assassin did not retreat.
Not only did he not retreat, his eyes even glowed with purple light, like a hellish fire burning from the underworld.
The purple firefly rushed forward recklessly, approaching right in front of him in the blink of an eye.
When the dust settled, the cold purple eyes stared down from above. The cold knife was already against the earl's neck with the exquisite necklace.
Everything happened in a flash.
The Count realized belatedly that his crocodile had bitten into something. He could clearly feel the teeth sinking deeply into flesh and bone.
He looked blankly and found that his spirit body was biting a killer whale.
When people are in life-threatening situations, they will subconsciously seek benefits and avoid harm.
The man in front of him, the sentinel with a killer whale as his spiritual body, did not stop for even a moment to breathe when facing a fatal crisis.
He simply summoned his own spirit body and stuffed it into the giant crocodile's dagger-like mouth like a meat shield.
The trauma suffered by the spirit body will also bring great pain to the main body and will seriously affect the actions of the Sentinel himself.
The killer whale's tail is exposed with white bones due to its huge bite force.
But his true self, the sentinel, stood firmly with the knife against the count's neck.
The faint light of the energy stone reflected in his cold eyes, but there was not a trace of pain.
This is a madman.
James' forehead was covered with cold sweat. His finger, which had almost touched the button, had to be slowly withdrawn.
He was just a few tenths of a millimeter away from hitting the alarm.
He still hadn't come to his senses yet. He couldn't believe that a high-ranking sentinel like himself could be defeated in a single blow.
Although he also knew that his level was forced up by his family using various expensive genetic drugs, he also had little real battlefield experience.
But in the past performances, he had always been able to easily defeat the guards around him, and his A-class sentinel qualifications were clearly displayed on his body. He naturally enjoyed the servile compliments of those around him.
He always thought that he was a strong man.
"What do you need..." The count lowered his head, wanting to negotiate, wanting to buy time.
After all, he holds such a huge fortune, there should be nothing he cannot buy, including his own life.
It's no big deal.
Be able to turn danger into safety.
"I'm back from contaminated area 35." This was all the sentry said.
Contaminated Area 35? The one where the worms live?
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, the cold blade had already cut through the skin of his throat.
Without any hesitation, without any doubt, take your life.
There was no room for him to bargain.
James wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound.
The thin blade accurately severed his vocal cords and trachea.
He covered his neck with his hands, looked incredulous, and slowly knelt down.
A large amount of blood flowed into the lungs from the cut trachea.
He felt an extreme pain like drowning.
The pain is so severe that one wants to die, but cannot die for the time being.
The Earl, who never cared about the lives of others, crawled on the ground, covering his bleeding neck with one hand and reaching forward with the other. He uttered a tiny guttural sound with a distorted expression, begging the assassin in front of him to spare his life.
In the face of death, the distinguished earl shed his aura as a noble and became no different from any ordinary person.
The same fear, the same fragility, the same fear of death, the same desire to live.
Ni Ji squatted down, looked at the person lying in a pool of blood, and placed a piece of white paper in front of him.
"I know there are more than one of you. Write down the names of the others. Maybe you will still have time to get into the treatment room."
His tone was very calm, like a straw floating on a sea of blood, making the dying man want to reach out and grab it.
James covered his neck, tears and snot were streaming down his face, and he shook his head desperately.
He wanted to say, "Don't be like that. They are all big shots. Even I can't afford to offend them. It's not something a sentry like you can handle alone."
But he could not utter a sound.
The death-like sentinel didn't want to listen to him and just squatted in front of him, waiting for him to reach for the only straw.
The dying count had no choice but to stretch out his hand, dip his trembling fingers in blood, and write down a row of names.
He saw the sentry pick up the blood-red name, shake it in the air, and read the blood-red name carefully.
Finally, in his eager gaze, the murderer's eyes rekindled the purple glow.
***
Ni Ji felt that he had messed up the scene a bit, but he had no other choice. He had to smash the nobleman's head to prevent anyone from seeing the memories in the corpse again.
He sat in a luxurious bedroom stained with blood, and with the light of the energy stone in the fish tank, he turned on the personal terminal on James' arm.
The funniest thing is that the personal terminal worn on this corpse controls all the electronic equipment in the Earl's Palace.
With his iris and fingerprints unlocked, and a little bit of skill, it's easy to erase any security records the killer wants to clear.
Human technology has regressed thousands of years, and productivity has been severely interrupted. Even if we use products found in ancient ruins to fill in the facade, it is ultimately just a fake frame made of pieces. It is very easy to destroy it if you really want to.
Especially for a top student who graduated from Sentinel Academy and has been in the polluted area for many years.
Ni Ji carefully cleared everything, made sure no personal information was left, and stood up.
"I saw it." A voice sounded in the fish tank.
Ni Ji turned his head and saw the strange fish swimming in the fish tank.
"I saw everything and killed it."
"Good. I'm happy."
The creature, which had no human form, spoke incoherent, intermittent human language.
"Killed me."
"I don't want to live anymore."
"End it all for me"
"Otherwise I saw it."
In the end, he was unable to utter anything else but kept saying that he did not want to live anymore.
Ni Ji stared at him for a while through the glass. The creature's eyes were very similar to those of humans, full of bloodshot and painful expressions.
"It's okay, don't be afraid, my hands are very quick." His tone was light, cold but with a hint of tenderness, and he dipped his hand into the colorful fish tank.
On the way back, Ni Ji deliberately changed the route and took a lot of detours.
In the future, even if someone finds the ventilation duct, it will be impossible to determine its entrance and exit from the traces left by the duct.
He crawled forward along the cold, sealed pipe.
The killer whale's tail was badly injured, and overusing his senses caused a burst of throbbing pain deep in his brain, making his body feel uncomfortable.
But these are nothing, at least the first step is completed.
The dark ventilation ducts were filled with dust, with a little light coming through the vents.
In this narrow space, there were noisy conversations and jokes, as well as various smells of alcohol that were particularly pungent to the sentinels.
Ni Ji remained silent, maintaining his lightness without making any sound, and crawled forward quietly.
Suddenly, right in front of him, a small tentacle emerged from the gray-black pipe.
The tiny tentacles are pointed, like a curious creature exploring an unknown environment.
After it emerged, it opened its suction cups of various sizes in the air, twisted its body and began to grope around.
Ni Ji froze for a moment.
Most of the time, Sentinels and Guides will not release physical forms of their spirits into the crowd at random.
He didn't know why the guide's spirit suddenly appeared here, in such an inexplicable and hidden place.
He only knew that the man was nearby.
Maybe she is sitting down there right now, holding a glass of water and looking bored.
Ni Ji didn't dare to move.
I can't let her know, and I don't want her to find out about this.
He stared into the darkness, at the tiny tentacle that hadn't yet discovered him.
He knew that guides were different from sentinels, and guides did not have the same keen five senses as sentinels. They could not catch subtle sounds, smells, and distant movements.
The power of guidance lies in the spiritual level.
For example, these tentacles in front of us have no eyes and cannot see themselves. What they can capture are the subtle micro-fluctuations from the emotions of living things.
As long as I can control my emotions and not let them leak out, they won't notice me, Ni Ji thought.
They cannot discover themselves when they are not seen by the entity.
Keep quiet.
Mental peace.
I can do that.
He lowered his body, making himself like a stone in a ventilation duct, a piece of iron, an object without life or emotion, motionless.
The spiritual sea guards the garden deep under the sea. The surging waves on the sea surface slowly calmed down, and gradually formed a layer of floating ice. The ice layer sealed the entire ocean.
The ocean is silent and still, without a single ripple.
The tiny tentacles reached out from the ventilation duct and began to touch left and right, exploring everywhere.
No emotions are found here, and there is no living thing. In its brain, which only has simple consciousness, this place can do whatever it wants, and the entity will not get angry.
It touched a strange object.
The tentacles arched up and twisted into the shape of a question mark.
It felt a little strange.
There is no emotion here, it is a dead object. Why does it feel so familiar?
As long as it is a living creature, it has emotions, it will feel pain and happiness. It has never encountered anything that can block its emotions.
Another companion came out of the pipe, and the two tentacles touched each other, exchanged ideas, and decided to explore the "thing" in front of them.
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