Chapter 033
Wu Zimo's sudden words made all the sentinels and guides around him look at him as if they were seeing a primitive man, staring at Wu Zimo with wide eyes in fear.
"Uh, why do you have that expression?" Even though Wu Zimo was slow to react, he could still notice that his friends seemed to be frightened by him.
"Ahem, Wu Zimo, you haven't awakened to become a guide, so you don't know... Uh, sorry, I didn't mean anything else."
The others wanted to explain to Wu Zimo, an ordinary person, about the relationship between sentinels and guides, but they did not speak. They did not forget that Wu Zimo's spiritual power had a great chance of awakening to become a guide, but now the result was...
The sentinels and guides present were looking at each other with their eyes, pushing each other back and forth. No one wanted to be the troublemaker, and finally it was Mocha, the captain, who spoke up.
Although he spoke, he did not forget to apologize to Wu Zimo first.
"It's okay. Although I haven't awakened to become a guide, I think I'm doing fine now."
That’s right! You don't have to worry about Xiao Daisy, nor do you have to worry about being forced to combine with a sentinel or anything like that.
However, Wu Zimo, who was satisfied with his current state, thought back that what he just said seemed to have caused strange expressions on Mocha and the others' faces. Could it be that he had new thoughts about the two magical evolved species, the Sentinels and Guides?
Mocha was sure that Wu Zimo's words were not an excuse, and that he really didn't care that he hadn't awakened to become a guide. He could finally put his mind at ease, and his tone became much more lively when he started to explain.
"Although the people of the StarCraft attach great importance to the integration between Sentinel Guides, no one dares to force Sentinel Guides with high integration to combine. Xiao Momo, the StarCraft has developed to this point, and there are still many laws and regulations to protect human rights. Even the Federation dare not go against its own face, right?"
Wu Zimo nodded in understanding. It is better to have dignity than to have no dignity.
"Also, the combination of sentinels and guides really doesn't involve robbery and robbery." Speaking of this topic, even the guides standing aside covered their mouths with their hands and laughed, looking at Wu Zimo as if he were an interesting guy.
This is why the guides can be so relaxed and free, because the sentinels dare not rob them.
That’s right, I just don’t dare!
As mentioned before, the guide’s way of channeling the sentinel’s mental frenzy is to enter the sentinel’s spiritual world. In the spiritual world, no matter how powerful an individual sentinel is, he is no match for a guide. A weak guide can easily crush the spiritual world of a powerful sentinel.
With the collapse of his spiritual world, the best outcome for the Sentinel is to become an ordinary madman, or to self-destruct directly. There is no third outcome.
There would be such a danger. Unless the sentry is mentally retarded, no sentry would dare to expose his fatal weakness to the enemy without reservation.
In the interstellar space, some suspicious Sentinels dare not seek guidance to cooperate, and only rely on their own willpower and potions to fight mania.
After listening to Mocha's explanation, it was Wu Zimo's turn to be stunned. Has the interstellar world developed to such a level of freedom? Or it should be said that no one in the interstellar world is stupid.
In fact, Wu Zimo didn't know, and Mocha didn't tell Wu Zimo, an ordinary person, about the dark events between the guides and the sentinels that had been buried in the long river of interstellar history.
Before they discovered the existence of the guide, many powerful sentinels died from mania. Knowing that the guide can relieve the Sentinel's mania and enhance its ability, humans' bad nature will not change just because they step into the interstellar space.
The naked law of the jungle once occurred between the sentinels and guides. Therefore, the robbery and plunder mentioned by Wu Zimo is really a common occurrence.
However, the guides are just physically weak, which does not mean that they are all cowardly and incompetent and dare not resist.
Many guides who were strong-willed and fearless were determined to fight to the death. When they were communicating with the sentinels' spiritual world, they directly burst out with the most powerful spiritual power and crushed the opponent's spiritual world.
At the beginning, there were few guides who did this. However, the truth could not be hidden. The sudden death of some powerful Sentinels attracted the attention of the Federation. After learning the truth, the outbreak of the guides came like a tidal wave. As a result, more and more Sentinels died, including many powerful Sentinels.
This situation shocked the upper echelons of the federation.
If things continue to develop in this way, humans will destroy themselves without even having to wait for the dimensional Zerg to take action. Then, after implementing a series of tough reform measures, the guides have now developed to the point where they are just a group of people who are weaker than ordinary people, but they are definitely not dodders that depend on the sentinels.
Wu Zimo didn't know about the dark past between the sentinel and the guide, but he understood Mocha's explanation and felt relieved.
Even if his identity as a guide is discovered in the future, there will be no organization like the Guide Association to arrest him and carry out any ideological transformation. He will only need to understand that he only needs to live for the Sentinel he is combined with in the future. No one will suddenly say they are good to him and then force a man to have sex with him.
Thinking of this, Wu Zimo wanted to overturn the table. Now that Wu Zimo knew the real situation, he felt a sense of sublimation in an instant. He finally didn't have to worry about his little Chrysanthemum all the time!
Wu Zimo suddenly became elated, leaving all his friends confused.
Lyle and others who were familiar with Wu Zimo could only wonder with a frown whether this guy had thought of something weird again. But anyway, there are no disgusting things like dimensional Zerg here, so Wu Zimo can be as arrogant as he wants.
While Mocha was explaining the relationship between sentinels and guides, all the hovercrafts that were sent to planet XT781 to pick up students who had completed the first year assessment at the military academy flew back.
Now all the students who have managed to hold out until the end of the assessment period and have not been eliminated are standing in the transport warehouse. As for the hovercrafts that were originally responsible for picking up the students, they have all been transported back to the docking bay. Inside the transport bay, there are only groups of students from the First Military Academy who are gathering together to chat and are taking their final year assessments.
In particular, some students, seeing that familiar classmates were able to persevere until the end of the assessment, would gather together to congratulate each other and share their experiences on Planet XT781. Some students even raved about his prowess in dealing with the hairy spiders.
Of course, all the students were watching with a smile on their faces, hoping to enjoy the show. As for the other type, there is a grudge between the two parties. When they see each other, they glare at each other, but there is no physical conflict, which is an upgraded version of fighting.
It seems that this week's experience has indeed made these immature young people mature a lot. While everyone was talking in low voices, the broadcast in the transport warehouse sounded.
"All students on the battleship who are participating in the annual assessment of the First Military Academy of the Interstellar Federation please gather at the observation deck immediately." This broadcast was repeated three times. At this time, everyone could hear it clearly no matter where they were in the interstellar battleship.
Wu Zimo and others were no exception. Without any further ado, they followed the team and headed towards the battleship's observation deck.
"Wu Zimo, why do you suddenly want us to go to the observation deck?"
Wu Zimo followed everyone's pace and saw Hanni who was full of curiosity. He shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't know either. "You'll know when we get to the observation deck." In fact, he was also curious why they were asked to go to the observation deck. There was nothing special there.
Soon Wu Zimo and his group arrived at the observation deck, and they found that a group of students had already been standing there. However, the expressions of these students were not as energetic as Wu Zimo and his group. Many of the students looked dejected.
Wu Zimo didn't need to ask specifically, he soon found out what was going on with that group of students. It turned out that they were students who were eliminated for various reasons before the assessment was over, and a large number of them were eliminated on the first day.
Everyone knows who were eliminated on the first day. It’s just that now those guys who were so self-righteous and arrogant are all like quails, being extremely well-behaved.
It seems that they had a very special experience on the starship.
Wu Zimo just glanced at those people casually, then followed Mocha and the others to find a place to stand. There were no chairs on the observation deck for them to sit and wait comfortably.
It didn't take long before the largest screen on the observation deck suddenly popped up, and standing on the screen was none other than Marshal Alman, the male god of the Federation.
Seeing the image of Marshal Alman, all the students in the observation deck restrained their expressions, stood straight, and looked at Marshal Alman with excitement in their eyes.
Scott's cold silver pupils glanced at all the students on the observation deck. When he saw Wu Zimo, he paused for a moment, and then scanned all the students of the First Military Academy in the observation deck as if nothing had happened.
As for the students on the observation deck, under the gaze of the Marshal, they all puffed out their chests, as if they were determined to show their best side to their idol.
When Scott withdrew his gaze, he announced in a colder tone: "The annual assessment of the First Military Academy of the Interstellar Federation has officially ended. Everyone's results will be announced in an hour."
However, before the students of the First Military Academy could cheer, the Marshal's cold voice sounded again, "Your assessment this time is really disappointing."
Marshal Alman's sudden comment made all the students in the observation deck look overwhelmed.
If the person who said this was not Marshal Alman, the male god of the Federation, the young and impulsive students on the observation deck would have started clamoring a lot. In particular, many students from the First Military Academy who persisted until the end of the assessment were very satisfied with their experiences this week. However, just now, Marshal Alman actually said that he was very disappointed in them! ?
Not to mention other students, even Moka's companions showed resentful expressions. After the final battle with a swarm of two hundred hairy spiders, Mocha and his companions were absolutely satisfied with their final battle.
Perhaps among all the students of the First Military Academy in the observation deck, Wu Zimo was the only one whose mood was not affected by the Marshal's comments. He remained calm, as if what the Marshal said had nothing to do with him.
As MO gods who dominate the online world, there is nothing they haven't experienced. It's just that their fighting abilities are not favored by the male god. And to be honest, it's no wonder that the male god looks down on their strength. The hairy spiders on the planet XT781 are only the lowest existence among the dimensional insects, and it is difficult for these proud sons of heaven to deal with them.
This shows how much water these "chosen ones" have.
Wu Zimo patted Mocha and the others on the shoulders, signaling them to keep watching. Wu Zimo always had a feeling that his idol would never say something like this casually without any backup plan.
Sure enough, after Scott finished speaking, he directly issued an order to attack.
The students in the observation deck didn't know who this sudden order was sent to, but they soon found out. Because the image on the screen of the observation deck was no longer Marshal Alman but a team of ten mechas.
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