Chapter 9: The Guide Who Can't Smell Pheromones
"Master, please eat slowly."
Qingyan placed the fish meat with the bones removed on the washed leaves. Seeing her drinking the fish soup without caring about the heat, he finally understood why the sentinels became gentle after having a guide!
A good guide is not only a soothing agent for their mental strength, but also the best way for them to demonstrate their value besides fighting!
The white lion was originally gnawing on the purple pole, but found that Qingyan's mental power fluctuations became active, and even emitted a faint fragrance. He growled in dissatisfaction.
Qingyan was startled when he heard his warning growl. He looked at Qiao Qiaomai who seemed to be feeling nothing and breathed a sigh of relief.
He had heard that some sentinels released their pheromones without permission, which caused the guides to dislike them and even beat them to death.
When a guide selects a sentinel, he usually first looks at the star brain match, then meets to see if they have a good eye contact, and finally detects pheromones and the degree of connection with the mental power.
No orc has ever succeeded in using pheromones to seduce a guide except the fox orcs.
He was disgusted with his own subconscious behavior, but he also knew that the person in front of him would be his only salvation.
However, he couldn't ask for it unless she asked him for it.
He was undoubtedly lucky to be the first orc to regain consciousness on the Exile Star, but he was not the strongest.
With the White Lion around, he couldn't be the first one to be linked.
After all, they had merged so well before and hadn't completed the link.
Regardless of whether the white lion is awake or not, before he completes the connection, other beasts will not be able to bypass his remaining mental power and connect with Qiao Qiumai.
"Dabai, what are you doing?" Qiao Qiaomai saw the white lion baring its teeth at Qingyan and moved its black rabbit ears.
Qingyan is the only evil beast that can transform into a human form, so he must not let her scare people away.
Seeing her curious expression, the white lion snorted and continued to gnaw on the purple pole.
Running for so long must have exhausted him physically!
Seeing his disgusted look, Qiao Qiaomai asked Qingyan while eating grilled fish.
"What happened to him?"
Qing Yan smiled awkwardly and asked cautiously, "Master, did you feel anything just now? Or smell anything?"
Qiao Qiaomai shook his head. Does the aroma of fish soup count?
Does the aroma of grilled fish count?
Does the smell of wood smoke count?
Qingyan was stunned, and Baishi also looked at her.
Then, a cool scent of cedar spread.
Qingyan retreated in discomfort, and the evil beasts around him also ran away.
Qiao Qiaomai felt nothing and shouted at Qingyan, "Why did you run so far?"
Understanding flashed across the white lion's scarlet eyes, and it retracted its pheromones before Qingyan walked back.
"Master, you don't feel anything?"
"Yes, I'm a little tired." Because he was in human form, Qiao Qiaomai was a little tired of standing.
Qingyan: ...
The white lion walked over with a bunch of purple poles in its mouth and lay down to serve as a cushion for her.
Qiao Qiumai was curled up by his tail and sat on him, and patted him with his little black hands.
"Dabai, you are so considerate."
After saying that, he looked at Qingyan while eating and said, "Tell me, what happened just now."
She needs to understand the world, so naturally she has to ask clearly.
Qingyan looked at Baishi and seeing that he didn't stop him, he explained.
"The White Lion just released his pheromones. We are lower in level than him and can't handle it."
"Master, can't you smell it?"
"No, I only smell fish soup and grilled fish, and wood smoke."
Qing Yan couldn't believe it. Thinking of their previous spiritual fusion, he asked again: "Master, when you were combing the white lion's spiritual power before, did you smell anything?"
Qiao Qiaomai shook her head again. At that time, she was concentrating on petting the cat. Although she smelled a cool scent, how could she know what it was?
If you can't put it into words, just pretend you didn't smell it.
Qing Yan sighed helplessly, "I don't know either. Guides are very sensitive to the sentinels' pheromones. This is the first time I've heard of a guide who can't smell pheromones."
Qiao Qiaomai froze for a moment, then looked at his own dark skin. "Tell me, is it possible that I've mutated?"
The original owner was from the Cinnamon Rabbit Clan!
There has never been a black rabbit among the Cinnamon Rabbits!
She is unique!
"Maybe..." Qingyan also knew that she was from the Cinnamon Rabbit tribe. At first, he thought she was an alien like the White Lion, but now it seems that her alienness is even more speechless.
A female guide who has mutated to the point where she can't even smell pheromones?
Is this possible?
He was suspicious, but on the Exile Star, he could do nothing and could only treat it as an anomaly.
Qiao Qiaomai continued to fill his stomach carefreely. After burping, he lay directly on the white lion and sighed comfortably.
Qingyan quickly cleaned up the leftovers and even fed the evil beasts.
Qiao Qiaomai stretched out his mental thread and tried to communicate with the evil beasts' mental powers.
Maybe it was because she had beaten them before, but the evil beasts were very cooperative and allowed her mental power to enter their mental space.
Small spiritual beasts of various shapes and forms acted cute towards her spiritual power thread, allowing her to pet several of them at once.
There were little bears, little wolves, little leopards, little tigers, and two she didn't recognize. After petting them, she felt sleepy, so she withdrew her mental power, turned back into her animal form, and went to sleep.
She completely forgot that the original owner's body had suffered a severe blow from His Majesty the Golden Lion and had not recovered at all.
Every day she was either playing with her mental strength or doing exciting things, and her body simply couldn't take it.
The beasts were reluctant to leave her when they saw her sleeping, but they did not dare to disturb her sleep. They left to look for food without eating enough, but they did not dare to expect Qingyan to feed them.
Qingyan was actually not much better than Qiao Qiaomai. Seeing her fall asleep, he gnawed on a few purple stalks. After he was full, he turned into a beast and went to sleep to repair his body.
There is no treatment cabin on the Exile Star, so recuperation always takes a long time.
Life was peaceful and tranquil for them, but it was miserable for the Giant Eagle.
Crashing into the cliff wall was definitely the most humiliating moment in his eagle life.
What's more, Qiao Qiaomai left without caring about his life or death, leaving him alone under the cliff, attracting some vicious beasts that heard the noise.
The evil beasts on the cliff cannot come down, but there are also many evil beasts under the cliff.
I thought the giant eagle had killed him, but when it got closer, it couldn't bite him to death.
Biting mouthfuls of fur after mouthful, the unconscious beasts still gnawed relentlessly.
I finally got to the meat, but I couldn't tear it off.
The giant eagle was completely awakened by torture. He shook his head, which was much more awake, and then found that he was being eaten by other evil beasts. He stretched out his wings to drive them away, and when he stood up, he found eagle feathers all over the ground.
Chirp——
He let out a sharp eagle cry, and a powerful aura burst out, scaring the evil beasts so much that they dared not move.
Damn it!
How dare these evil beasts?
His beautiful feathers...
The giant eagle pecked and scratched at the evil beasts until their fur was bald, and then it let them go.
After all, evil beasts are not beasts and are not delicious.
After venting his anger fiercely, he looked up at the place where he had crashed, and flapped his wings to fly up.
Although the feathers are a little leaky, the feathers on the wings are still intact and do not cause any trouble when flying.
After filling his stomach, he stood on the cliff and cried out to the sky.
A pair of eagle eyes stared at the direction where he found the white lion, wondering when to go find the dark figure again.
He had to see what that thing was that could actually escape from his hands!
He was the king of the sky, yet he was knocked down from the sky!
Of course, it doesn’t matter whether it counts as a fight or not. If he says it counts as a fight, then it counts as a fight.
Even though his mind has become a little clearer, his arrogance in his bones has not changed at all.
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