Chapter 86 The Manic Cure
Louis came quietly and left quietly. Lilith really wanted to secretly give him the middle finger to express her feeling of being almost scared to death.
But there was nothing she could do, since he was the noble prince. She could only despairingly feel the sleepiness leaving her, and then lie awake until dawn.
The lack of sleep made her feel a little bad, but fortunately the butterfly mask blocked her ugly expression, otherwise the A-level sentinel who looked a little timid would have turned around and left.
The guides' working hours are from 10 am to 5 pm, with a three-hour lunch break in between to allow them to fully recover their spirits.
This was much better than she thought. It seemed like an easy job, and most importantly, it paid.
The sentinels had to clean the contaminated area from nine in the morning to nine in the evening, and even had to eat during their spare time. Therefore, every sentinel who wanted to find the guide's healing could only do so on his or her day off.
Jim was an A-level sentry who had just taken a break. Because too many high-level sentries had died on the front lines, he had to work overtime. After nine days of cleaning up, he finally got a chance to breathe.
Among the twenty C-level to S-level guides, this guide with no name, no ability identification, and even only a B-level rank was not favored by the sentinels.
Unfortunately, he had been in the contaminated area for too long, and his spirit body was showing signs of losing control. After being rejected by all the other guides, he could only come here to try his luck.
"You are the new one..."
"Yes, sit down!"
Lilith's voice was cold and revealed an aura of someone who was not to be trifled with. The sentry in front of her frowned, a little impatient.
Again, the tone was commanding, as if it was natural for him to order the sentinels who had risked their lives for them.
He chose such a dangerous life to protect the empire, while these guides could stay in a safe area without doing anything, like turtles hiding in their shells, which was annoying.
If it weren't for the special nature of the guide's spiritual power, these guys wouldn't deserve such a high status.
They looked down upon the barbaric sentinels with pride, yet were also afraid of their potential danger of losing control. It could be said that the high mortality rate of the marching troops was also due to these delicate guides.
But no one can force the guides. They are like flowers in a greenhouse and can only be protected. A little malice can make them scream.
The spirit body was a little agitated. A dark shadow appeared behind Jim. It was a black bear that was almost twice the size of an ordinary person. It had corroded wounds on its body.
The door of the treatment room, made of special materials, was quickly closed. This was to prevent the sentinels from losing control and affecting others. This material could even withstand the full force of an S-class sentinel.
Of course, in order to protect the safety of the guide, if necessary, they can even turn on the hypnotic gas to make the sentinel lose the ability to move so as to better heal.
They were clearly heroes and wounded soldiers, yet they were being guarded so tightly that they looked like criminals. Jim's eyes were cold, and he didn't sit down as Lilith requested.
"If you don't want to be healed, you shouldn't be here. Why don't you go back to your paradise and be kept safe by the Central Star!"
He was panting heavily, and Black Bear was also breathing heavily. The small treatment room was soon filled with the smell of aggression.
Lilith had to tilt her head back to fully see the sentry in front of her. His hair was so short that only stubble appeared, and the muscles on his arms were almost bigger than her face.
Unlike the male protagonists she had cured before, the sentinel in front of her looked like a rolling barrel of explosives, with a violent and chaotic smell at all times.
It seems that the contaminated area is really dangerous. The A-level sentinels have become like this.
"Sit down. This is the first reminder."
She was already irritable due to lack of sleep, and the sentinel in front of her was not cooperating at all. Lilith didn't expect to encounter such a difficult character right after taking office. She even thought that this might be Louis's trick again.
An invisible pressure spread out, which was the guide's natural mental suppression of the sentinel, but wasn't she... B-level?
Jim was thinking in confusion, but his knees had already fallen heavily to the ground, the bulging muscles in his thighs were about to burst through his uniform, and the tight protective shell was sticking to the vital part.
And now, Lilith had to step on his legs to look down at this disobedient guy.
"Since you refused the command to 'sit,' then kneel."
She felt that this sentence was a strong humiliation. The sentry's tone reminded her of something bad. She stared at the reddish-brown eyes with contempt and spoke in an arrogant tone.
But the guide's body was so soft that even if he was stepped on, he could not cause any harm to the sentry. On the contrary, the breath was too close, and the out-of-control spirit wanted to destroy and possess it.
The black bear tried to pounce, but was poked by a thick branch.
"You are disobeying my orders. You are a bad boy and you should be punished."
Branches popped up everywhere and instantly filled the treatment room. They passed under the arms, knees, and twisted joints, tightening the strong muscles.
The elderberry flowers penetrated the black bear's body and sprinkled pollen on the hideous wound.
As for Jim himself, his mouth was blocked by a branch as thick as his wrist bone, and he could only let out a few angry roars.
"Depending on the degree to which the Sentinel's mental disorder has deteriorated, adopt forced venting measures."
Lilith said coldly that the healing method of the guide was not just gentle means like hugging and breathing.
When faced with rude sentinels on the verge of losing control, they can forcefully remove their manic emotions, just like venting their anger, removing the pollutants.
The branches were like vines, tightening around Jim. His eyes almost popped out, and his struggles were suppressed.
Whenever he was about to lose consciousness, Lilith would loosen the shackles a little and pat his cheek to wake him up.
Over and over again, the cycle repeats itself.
This kind of treatment can effectively train her to control her mental power without causing fluctuations in her guiding element. It is simply a good way to have the best of both worlds.
Except for the fact that it took a little longer, it was perfect.
Lilith glanced at the time displayed on the computer and exhaled lightly.
As for the sentry who was very manic at the beginning, he had completely lost his strength and fell to the ground, as if he had been beaten to death, with his eyes dull.
"Next!"
Lilith coldly ordered the robot to move Jim out and grabbed the next trembling B-class sentry in.
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