Chapter 73 How could she not move?
Everyone turned around.
Several security robots bearing the Zhou Group logo entered from outside the gate and lined up on both sides.
Immediately afterwards, a young man wearing a black stand-up collar suit walked in slowly.
When Marlowe saw the person who had arrived, he rushed over to greet him.
"Chairman, what brings you here!"
Marlow hadn't seen the chairman for almost ten years. Unexpectedly, he arrived just as the situation arose.
Incredible.
The young man didn't even look at Marlowe.
His purple eyes swept across the chaotic scene, his gaze settling on Ning Shuyin.
"You?" Zhou Zhiheng looked at her with displeasure. "You're such a troublesome magnet. How's your money going? You have the leisure to come to my movie theater?"
“Zhou Zhiheng.” Situ Linchen stepped forward, subtly blocking his gaze from Ning Shuyin.
"A major security lapse has occurred at your premises, and I have now taken over control. Please leave now."
"ha."
Zhou Zhiheng chuckled softly.
"There's no need for you to take over, Marshal. These are my properties. I will handle the rest myself. You don't need to worry about it."
After saying that, the young man pointed behind him.
He always had a top-notch security team with him, including two close technical experts.
Now, the issue isn't whether or not we can get in, but who will lead the team in and whose orders we should follow.
Ning Shuyin was extremely anxious as she watched the two people facing off.
She said to Zhou Zhiheng, "There's no time. The marshal and I are going in to rescue people. You can talk to me later."
By this time, Marlowe was trembling with fear.
The two men in front of him were an Alliance Marshal and his big boss; he couldn't afford to offend either of them.
However, the current situation forces him to bite the bullet and speak.
"Chairman, this young lady is right. They are indeed the most suitable candidates."
After saying this, Marlowe looked at Zhou Zhi nervously, afraid that he would be fired at any moment.
"The most suitable?" Zhou Zhiheng seemed to be pondering the question.
"Why are they the most suitable?" he asked.
Seeing that his boss was giving him a chance to explain, Marlowe quickly reported, "According to the design principles of the Ultimate World, only one person is allowed to enter in principle."
"But we can find a loophole and let a maximum of two people in. One of them will be in charge of navigation, and the other will be in charge of combat."
"If you can find a loophole to let two people in, why can't three people go in?" Zhou Zhiheng retorted.
Marlowe shook his head: "It's difficult."
"Letting two people in is not without conditions. The two people need to have a high degree of mutual trust and be in sync, pretending to be a single signal to fool the AI's warning."
“If it’s three people…” Marlowe didn’t finish his sentence, but everyone understood.
Two people can try their best to be in sync and work together.
However, once a third unit is introduced, unless it is a triplets, it is difficult to disguise itself as a single person.
This reality disqualified the experts behind Zhou Zhiheng.
The only remaining combination is Situ Linchen, the strongest combat unit on the scene, and Ning Shuyin, the only navigator.
Zhou Zhiheng's face turned ashen.
"Marshal Situ, how can I trust your reliability? After all, you were seriously injured before, what if you're inside..."
This is a fatal risk point.
Situ Linchen only replied with five words.
You have no choice.
Resentment surged in Zhou Zhiheng's beautiful purple eyes.
But he couldn’t refute it, and he didn’t have much time to hesitate.
Finally, with a warning in his eyes, he said, "Situ Linchen, Ning Shuyin is my employee. I can let her in, but you must bring her out unharmed."
Situ Linchen did not respond to his warning, but only gave Marlowe a look.
Marlowe immediately understood and led the two through a corridor to a small screening room.
"Marshal, Miss Ning, you may enter the ultimate movie world here."
The door was opened.
The room was extremely small, containing only a two-seater sofa.
"So small?" Situ Linchen asked.
"Yes."
"This is the most suitable room for you two to concentrate as much as possible. You need to get your emotional wavelengths and physiological states in sync here as quickly as possible before you can enter the single-person passage to the ultimate world."
"Is there a secret?" Ning Shuyin looked at Ma Luo and asked him for advice.
Marlowe's eyes suddenly became somewhat evasive.
"Ah... this secret... there's no shortcut."
He gave the two of them a meaningful look, then lowered his voice slightly and said:
"I suggest you two eliminate all distance. For example... for example, by touching each other, synchronize your breathing, heartbeats and even nerve signals."
Marlowe didn't go into too much detail, but he conveyed the gist of it.
After listening to Ma Luo's explanation, Situ Linchen simply nodded slightly, indicating his understanding.
His cold, stern face remained expressionless.
He looked at Ning Shuyin: "Are you ready?"
Ning Shuyin was a little nervous because of what Ma Luo said, but she tried her best to keep it on her face.
The most important thing now is Su Qianqian's safety; she has no other choice.
"Let's begin," she said, forcing herself to remain calm.
With a click, the theater door closed.
The lights slowly went out, plunging the room into darkness.
Ning Shuyin sat on the sofa, her body tense like a string.
The sofa sank under their weight, causing her to lean against him involuntarily.
Their arms and outer thighs were inevitably pressed together.
According to Marlowe, this distance should be fine, she thought to herself.
"Adjust your breathing, keep the frequency in sync with mine. Clear your mind." Situ Linchen's voice came from beside him.
His tone was no different from that on the military training ground.
Listening to the man's steady breathing in the darkness, Ning Shuyin quickly adjusted her own breathing to keep up with the rhythm.
Time passed by, second by second.
She tried her best to follow orders.
However, progress was not smooth.
Darkness amplifies all the senses.
Ning Shuyin calmed herself down again and again.
However, her attempts to consciously guide her mind not only failed to clear her mind of distractions, but her brain also rebelled.
It's like in life, you're sitting quietly, doing well.
Suddenly someone says to you, "Okay, from now on, don't think about that cat."
Before hearing this, you had no idea about cats at all.
But after saying that, everything was over.
A fluffy cat immediately pops into your mind.
You can't chase them away.
For the next few hours, your mind will be filled with that fat orange or tabby cat.
One moment she's sunbathing with her belly exposed, the next she's rolling around and acting cute.
Ning Shuyin is in this miserable situation now.
She repeatedly told herself to clear her mind of distractions and not to think about anything unnecessary.
But the result...
"His breathing is so steady, how come I can't keep up?"
"What...is this scent? Is it the soap scent from Situ Linchen's bath?"
"Why is his body temperature so high? He's like a furnace, and the areas I touch are so hot."
"This sofa is too small, if I move even slightly I bump into it even more..."
These disobedient thoughts made it impossible for her to calm down.
Her keen perception actually made things worse at this time.
She was tightly enveloped by the faint air currents created by Situ Linchen's every breath.
His silhouette in the darkness, the rise and fall of his chest—she couldn't ignore them.
Ning Shuyin's heartbeat became unsteady.
Scattered thoughts, like vines, entangled her, making it hard for her to breathe.
"Beep—beep—"
The detection system on the wall emitted a monotonous red alarm.
This suggests that the two people's mental wavelengths are incompatible.
Situ Linchen suddenly spoke, his tone losing its usual calm.
"No, you can't get in like this."
Before Ning Shuyin could react, a force wrapped around her waist.
Her body instantly lost its support, and he forcibly pulled her over.
The next second, she felt herself bump into a hot embrace.
Her cheek was pressed tightly against his chest.
The suit he's wearing today.
He took off his coat as soon as he sat down.
At this moment, separated only by a thin shirt, the steady and powerful heartbeat clearly resonated in her ears.
Listen to my heartbeat.
He commanded from above her head, his voice hoarse.
Ning Shuyin suddenly panicked.
Memories of our first close encounter resurfaced, intertwining with the present reality.
Unlike before, his burning palms guided her hands, leading her to wrap her arms around his neck.
He pressed his hand firmly against her vest and embraced her in his arms.
This is a hug where two people pull each other into their arms.
The scalding body temperature was continuously transmitted.
Ning Shuyin's forehead was covered in sweat.
Sweat rolled down his cheeks and then seeped into his shirt.
She instinctively moved slightly, but his arms held her even tighter.
“Don’t move,” he warned.
How could she not move?
"It itches..." she said in a very low voice, "Your breathing... makes my neck so itchy."
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