Chapter 12 Psychedelic Poison
Warrant Officer Ender was a very likeable man.
Qianzhi seemed to see a human-shaped little rabbit.
His pupils were dark and round, and when he looked at others intently, he looked innocent, pitiful and helpless. His body was thinner than the usual beast-shaped sentinels.
"Please sit here, Warrant Officer Ender." Hearing Qianzhi's voice, the boy's face suddenly turned red, and a pair of rabbit ears stood up from his light golden hair.
"Sorry, did I scare you?" The rabbit was a spiritual sentinel and was more sensitive to other people's voices. Qianzhi lowered his voice and made it softer.
The boy immediately shook his head vigorously, and the rabbit ears fell down due to the violent movement and landed beside his flushed cheeks.
"No," he mumbled through his pale pink lips, glancing at Qianzhi cautiously, "You're just too gentle, and that makes me feel... too shy."
He sat down on the chair obediently, opened his eyelids shyly, glanced at Qianzhi, and then turned back immediately.
Qianzhi dimmed the lights in the room and raised the temperature. This warm and comfortable atmosphere would make the small animal sentinels feel more comfortable.
"Only if Ender feels comfortable can I provide better spiritual comfort." Qianzhi extended the vines and politely wrapped them around Ender's spirit body - a pale golden rabbit. "Please, may I wrap the vines around your spirit body? It won't hurt."
Ander has a special milky scent on his body, like warm sweet milk with sugar.
Qianzhi's throat rolled.
She couldn't wait to have a big meal.
"Please, please, please feel free to do as you please." Ender had never seen such a gentle and lovely guide. Her voice was sweet and soft, like a vine that penetrated into his heart, entwined his internal organs, and brought a slight throbbing.
The little rabbit shook its ears and looked at the vine timidly and longingly.
The light green vines slowly wrapped around the little rabbit.
"Does it hurt?" She asked Ander how he felt while adjusting the strength of her vine connection.
Most of the negative emotions in the boy's body are fear, which has a strong smell of milk.
"No, it won't hurt," Ender said, shaking slightly with excitement.
How lucky he was to meet Qianzhi the first time he was comforted.
This comfortable feeling was as if he was back in his warm nest, where there were no terrifying Zerg, no fear of facing death, only beautiful hope every day.
As he thought about it, the little boy's eyes turned red.
Seeing a fragile red tinge on the corners of Ander's drooping eyes, Qianzhi loosened the vines and wanted to retract them: "Did I tie them too tightly? Wait a moment, I'll choose another way."
"No—" Seeing that the vines that made him feel at ease were about to leave him, the boy didn't know where he got the courage from. He carefully pinched a corner of the vine and wrapped it around himself with red eyes.
The white skin and light green vines create a charming beauty.
"I like it," he sobbed, "I like your spiritual comfort very much. It makes me feel incomparable sense of security. Even if I die on the battlefield the next moment -"
"Shh." The girl blocked his pink lips with her fingers. "Ander will live well, so well that even his rabbit ears will turn silver-white." She gently flicked Ander's soft rabbit ears with her fingers.
The boy looked at her blankly, and then suddenly laughed.
He has a very sweet and cute appearance, and he looks even softer when he smiles. Even his little rabbit spirit body turns into a soft rabbit cake that can be kneaded by anyone.
"Well, with Thousand Guides here, I will try my best to survive!" Ander blinked his round eyes, and the mist slowly disappeared from his eye circles.
The negative emotions in him were completely devoured, and more and more hopeful thoughts grew from his desolate and dark heart, turning into green branches.
After the young man thanked Qianzhi profusely and skipped out of the treatment room.
Qianzhi slowed down his breathing.
Then he looked out the window where the sun seemed to be shining brightly.
No matter which world we are in, we are facing various threats.
If the Zerg disappears, will everyone be happy?
What does happiness taste like?
As she was thinking, there was a light and rhythmic knock on the door.
The visitor's information is displayed on the display screen in the treatment room.
It’s Second Lieutenant Ye Wu.
Qianzhi frowned slightly.
It’s strange. The appointment was clearly for the afternoon. Isn’t Ye Wu coming a little too early?
But Ender's emotions were too much of a piece of cake for her, and it hadn't yet satisfied her appetite, so it wouldn't be a bad idea to try other flavors.
So she pressed the "Reception" button on the display screen, causing the door to the treatment room to reopen.
When the man came in, Qianzhi felt that he seemed to look different from the one on the treatment registration form.
The person on the registration form had most of his black hair covering his eyes, looking both ordinary and depressed.
But this man now is different.
The narrow dark purple eyes shone with a cold luster, the deep shadow of the nose bone was lightly cast on the lower eyelid, and the sharp jawline became more obvious in the dim light, showing a contradictory beauty of coldness and sharpness.
"Second Lieutenant Ye?" Qianzhi looked down at the registration form, then looked up at the man.
He is very tall, probably over 1.9 meters.
And the moment he came in, the emotion he exuded was particularly obvious compared to that of other sentries.
It was as if the previous spiritual picture had collapsed and then reorganized, with a bit of a confused and spicy taste.
When the man heard her voice, he tilted his head strangely and suddenly smiled.
Then his lips opened and he slowly said her name.
"Qianzhi."
"Yes, I'm Qianzhi, the guide." Qianzhi sat on an armchair on one side and motioned him to sit on the other side. "You can release your spirit body first, and I can help you take a look."
But the man slowly walked over, sat down next to her, and released his spiritual body.
It was a huge, extremely beautiful black snake, with scales all over its body reflecting psychedelic spots of light under the light.
It's like a hallucinogenic visual poison.
Just one glance will make people fall into a wonderful fantasy.
"Your spiritual body is very beautiful." Qianzhi praised in a daze. Although the emotional smell around him was a bit strange, it still smelled good. It was a combination of various mellow liquor smells. It was a smell that would make you drunk with just one deep breath.
When the man heard her praise, the corners of his red lips curled up slightly and he slowly smiled.
"I've always wanted to come see you," he whispered, his voice as sweet as a cello's. "I used to think no one could save me, until I saw you, Chie."
(End of this chapter)
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