Chapter 6 Cruel Deprivation
"Qianzhi!" Bo Lan turned around and got close to Qianzhi's spirit body, repeatedly observing every tiny leaf and stem. Only after seeing that she was not hurt at all did he let out a deep breath.
He carefully put his arm around Qianzhi's shoulders and said, "Please—" He immediately glanced at Qianzhi like a big dog that had done something wrong and changed his words, "Qianzhi, don't do such a dangerous thing. That should be the job of a sentinel."
The man, not good at speaking, stumbled over his emotions and whispered them softly. His ears were already tinged with crimson in just a few words. "I'll be scared and worried."
Chizhi licked her lips.
Part of the spiritual images that had just shattered were absorbed by her vines.
The chaotic smell was like an overturned bottle of cooking, with a mixture of sweet, sour, bitter and spicy flavors. She felt a little uncomfortable because of the stimulation.
But the good thing is that Angel's original mental power was quite strong, so after absorbing it, she felt that her mental picture had grown a little, and even the vines were stronger than before.
However, Bo Lan still tastes better.
The sweet aroma of emotion that spreads from the touch of these hands on my shoulders is delicious.
"I'm fine," the girl smiled softly at Bo Lan and said to him seriously, "That person is attacking you out of his own selfishness and in an unreasonable way, so it's okay for me to use my own way to protect my sentinels, right?"
She placed her hand on the back of Bo Lan's hand, her delicate warm white skin overlapping with the man's rough, tanned skin.
This made Bo Lan tremble even more secretly.
So comfortable.
It's not just spiritual comfort, but also emotions bursting from the heart.
He wanted her hand to be held tightly by him forever, and even hoped that she would tie a rope around his neck to let everyone know that he belonged to her.
The door of the military interrogation room was flung open.
Lu Chenzhou walked in hurriedly, followed by his medical team.
When he saw the messy interrogation room, his pupils shrank suddenly, but when he saw that Qianzhi next to him was safe and sound, he slowed down his breathing.
The medical team methodically carried out simple temporary treatment on Ange on the ground.
After communicating with the executive officer, Lu Chenzhou took a long step towards Qianzhi.
"I have conducted a brief examination of Admiral Ange," he nodded to Qianzhi, "Your mental attack just now was perfect."
After examining Ange's body, Lu Chenzhou felt somewhat unbelievable.
The thousands of vines are like a meticulous surgeon, breaking up and absorbing all the "cancerous" mental images, leaving only the intact human body.
"But doing so will easily cause those frantic mental powers to have a shocking radiation effect on you," Lu Chenzhou's fingers moved slightly. He really wanted to rub the girl's soft and fluffy hair, but Bo Lan on the side seemed to have discovered his intention and blocked it with his tall body.
"However, judging from the mental fluctuations detected, your mental power is very stable. Once we enter the Black Tower, I will conduct a comprehensive mental image examination on you again."
Their little guide needed more rest, not cold checks.
"Is this the Black Tower?"
Qianzhi looked at the building in front of her that combined a sense of technology and humanity.
It is in the shape of a spiral staircase, very high, with the top poking into the middle of the foggy clouds.
The Black Tower is surrounded by low walls, and the tops of these walls are equipped with noise-blocking transmitters, so after entering the Black Tower area, the surroundings become quiet and peaceful.
"The spiritual comfort of the guide requires a quiet environment and more comfortable white noise." Lu Chenzhou sat next to Qianzhi, his voice low and with a hint of jade-like coldness.
After discovering that Qianzhi could destroy the mental images of the beast-like sentinels, Lu Chenzhou, as the chief physician of the Ninth District, was quickly assigned by his superiors to be Qianzhi's full-time physician.
"Before you officially move into the Black Tower, we will re-examine and re-classify your mental health. This will make it easier for you to be treated by the appropriate Sentinel in the future." Lian Hua, a staff member at the office on the first floor of the Black Tower, introduced with a sweet smile.
Then she looked back and forth between Qianzhi, Bo Lan and Lu Chenzhou.
In fact, almost all the guides in the Black Tower like Bo Lan, not only because he became a general at the youngest age, but also because of his handsome appearance and full, firm but not bulging muscular body.
After all, no matter what era, looks matter!
And Lu Chenzhou, this cold and handsome chief physician, apart from occasionally examining guides who were extremely unwell, how could he possibly accompany a guide all the time and patiently explain basic common sense that even children know!
She was really surprised to see that these two men at the top of the Ninth District had their eyes glued to Qianzhi from the beginning until now.
"Thank you." Qianzhi took the key to the 16th floor of the Black Tower from Lian Hua's hand and gave Lian Hua a soft and sweet smile.
Lian Hua was struck by the girl's bright smile. He covered his chest and was speechless for a long time.
How can there be such a lovely guide? Even his smile is so healing.
No wonder Admiral Bo Lan and Doctor Lu Chenzhou like her so much, even she is going to like Qianzhi.
"By the way, Guide Qian, before you officially move into the Black Tower, we need you to start the live broadcast." Lian Hua recovered and led Qianzhi to the live broadcast room on the other side.
There are fewer and fewer guides nowadays, and almost all of them have become endangered species.
So once a new guide arrives, each district will introduce the new guide to everyone like showing off their baby.
In addition, other guides must start interactive live broadcasts with the audience within the specified time period, which can also reduce the panic of sentinels and ordinary people about the loss of control of mental power to a greater extent.
Qianzhi was arranged to sit on a chair in the middle of the room, facing an inconspicuous camera. Next to the camera was a large screen with scrolling comments to facilitate communication between the audience and the new guide.
"Don't worry," Lian Hua carefully adjusted the backrest of Qianzhi's chair while applying light makeup for her. "There are live guides in each district almost every day. It only takes a few minutes."
District 9, being the last-ranked district, always had the lowest ratings, so the guide from District 9 only had to sit there for a few minutes before leaving because there were hardly any people watching.
Lian Hua was putting on makeup while admiring the beauty of the girl in front of her.
Her soft, pale face needed no foundation to embellish it; it was already smooth and radiant. Her fan-like eyelashes fluttered down, half-hiding her beautiful, dark eyes. Her bone structure was excellent, her nose was small and tall, and even her lips were moist and pink.
Just a few light strokes are enough to better highlight the beauty of the thousands of branches.
"Admiral Bo Lan will be broadcasting live with you, don't be nervous."
When Bo Lan walked in, Qianzhi was studying the live broadcast equipment with her round almond-shaped eyes wide open. When she saw him come in, she immediately curved her eyes and smiled:
"Come here quickly," she said, her lips painted bright red with lipstick, "it seems like it's about to start."
Bo Lan stared at her soft lips, his throat suddenly felt dry and his larynx rolled up and down.
His little guide was so beautiful that even as a sentinel and admiral of the Ninth District, he had some inappropriate thoughts in an instant.
He hoped that the time she would only have eyes for him could last a little longer.
(End of this chapter)
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