Chapter 114 Diary



Chapter 114 Diary

This diary must be quite old.

The binding thread has long lost its former sturdiness and become extremely fragile.

It needs to be unfolded carefully to avoid damage.

Yun Zhao sat down at the desk, gently opened the book. The pages were yellowed, the edges were worn and slightly rough, curled up slightly, and had brown spots.

The writing on it is very blurry, and in some places it is completely illegible.

I managed to decipher the contents by guessing and some guesswork.

[March 9th: I overslept today and missed lunch. Luckily, Lao Bai hid two compressed biscuits. Lao Bai is a good friend; he really knows how to hide biscuits!]

[April 15th: Old Bai is starting to awaken his abilities, that's really something! He actually said he wanted to be a Sentinel, and I teased him about it for ages.]

[May 2nd: Today is absolutely fantastic! Big Knife and the others returned safely from their stroll outside! Old White, that guy, has split into a guide. Hey, he's not happy about it, complaining that guides are too weak.]

[May 5th: People from above came and took Old White away. He needs to receive professional training before he can go out and deal with the strange contaminated area.]

I'm really sad to see Old Bai leave, but there's nothing I can do; he has to go save the world.

As my childhood friends, they've all made something of themselves, leaving me all alone wandering around in this remote corner.

[May 6th: Today was another boring day. Lots of mutants came in, Big Knife and the others left again, and my childhood friends have all awakened their abilities. As for me, I'm still just an ordinary newbie!]

The beginning of the diary is filled with everyday trivia.

It was written very hastily.

The person who keeps a diary must be living in some kind of refuge.

She or he has a group of friends he's known since childhood.

His friends all awakened their abilities, but he (or she) did not.

The diary did not include the year.

Based on the fact that Old White is a guide and needs to deal with the contaminated area, it can be inferred that it is in the middle of the Dark Ages.

The initial guides appeared ten years later than the sentinels.

In the later stages of the Dark Ages, as the number of Sentinels increased, the ratio of Sentinels to Guides became severely unbalanced.

Guiding the sentinels' mental well-being gradually became the guides' primary and only task.

Yun Zhao continued reading, but a large portion of the text was blurry and the handwriting was illegible, so she had to skip it.

[Date unknown]

[Da Dao was seriously injured and will probably need amputation. His two younger brothers were crying so hard my ears hurt, so I chased them away.]

[Good news! The knife saved his leg!]

Old Bai and Big Knife lied to their superiors to protect me...

I've forgotten what happened, and Da Dao and the others don't want to talk about it, but I know I think I've lost control.

[That's strange, can guides really lose control?]

February 9th

I was terrified; I realized I could completely control a sentry.

But Lao Bai and the others don't have this ability. Only I did. I controlled Da Dao and the others, making them completely lose consciousness and turn them into robots that obey my commands...

Just like... the gatekeeper controls those mutants, I feel like I might be a monster, or maybe I'll become the gatekeeper sooner or later.

[February 19th: Old White killed someone! Despite being a complete weakling, he actually managed to kill that sentry!]

[The big swordsman told me not to be afraid, that they didn't mind being controlled by me, and even joked that I might be the savior. That powerful and dangerous ability to touch the souls of the Sentinels might be the savior's cheat code.]

My friends all chose to believe in me.

I think they're right!

[Saviors are always a little different, I've come to terms with it. 'Mental traction' is at least a means of self-protection, as long as I don't misuse my abilities...]

The diarist described in detail the process and feelings of controlling the sentinels, which is consistent with Jiang Mu's account in Contaminated Zone 88.

Yun Zhao was engrossed in reading and continued flipping through the pages, only to find that several more pages were missing.

The last few pages were corroded by a drop of black slime, leaving a large hole in them. Except for two or three words on the edge, the content was illegible.

It's really unpleasant to have things come to an abrupt end.

The content was not very coherent, mostly describing her daily life with her friends, and in some sections the handwriting was too blurry for her to decipher.

But we can learn from this.

The owner of the diary later awakened to become a guide and possessed extraordinary abilities.

— Spiritual pull.

He or she has a great group of friends.

They trusted and supported each other, choosing to keep each other's secrets so that later generations had no idea.

Yun Zhao picked up the communicator and sent a message to Xie Tu, asking for Jiang Mu's contact information.

She wanted to know where Jiang Mu had found the diary.

The diary mentions Old White, a guide with no combat ability, who was actually able to kill a sentinel...

If 'spiritual attraction' already existed in the middle of the Dark Ages, does that mean that the guides at that time were very powerful?

The message has just been sent.

Xie Tu quickly replied: "Jiang Mu has just entered contaminated zone 212."

Yun Zhao: "...I forgot."

Xie Tu: "Hmm, still awake?"

Yun Zhao was stunned when he saw the message, and then he noticed that the time on the communicator was already midnight.

She was so engrossed in watching that she completely lost track of time.

Yun Zhao stood up to get her pajamas, and replied in a moment, "Getting ready to sleep, what about you?"

Xie Tu: "Just got home."

Yun Zhao entered the bathroom, took off her communicator, placed it on the sink, and replied, "Goodnight."

It was late at night outside, and all was quiet.

The night was deep, the stars hidden. The night sky appeared exceptionally profound.

Xie Tu walked along the mountain path into his own yard, the blue light from the communicator reflecting off his face.

He saw the message and his eyes flickered: "Good night."

There was no reply from the other end.

Xie Tu stepped into the house, and the slightly heavy door slowly closed behind him, shutting out the natural white noise from the valley.

The room was pitch black.

The house was as quiet as ever, but it seemed to have a different kind of atmosphere.

A faint, snow-like scent, like the delicate freshness that permeates the air after a snowfall, lingering subtly in every corner.

After establishing a mental barrier, his five senses decreased significantly, which is something he shouldn't have been experiencing.

Xie Tu deliberately avoided thinking about it too much.

He didn't turn on the lights and went straight up to the second floor.

It was no different from downstairs; it was empty and deserted, but it lacked the tranquil atmosphere that could bring him peace.

Xie Tu went into the bathroom to take a shower, then lay on the bed staring at the ceiling with his eyes open.

He couldn't sleep.

Since becoming an S-class Sentinel, he has been forced to endure the surrounding noise and the corrosive effects of dark matter at all times.

The base, and indeed all of humanity, places extremely high hopes on S-class Sentinels.

They were hoping they could eliminate more contaminated areas and end this cannibalistic world.

S-class Sentinels stand at the pinnacle of power, representing the hope of all humanity.

The strong cannot show their pain.

They carried hope on their shoulders and led their teams into the eerie, contaminated zone countless times.

At night, however, he could only silently lock himself in a noise-reducing room, relying on willpower to control his turbulent mental state.

But everything seems to have changed since I met her.

She brought back a long-lost tranquility.

Now, he can lie quietly in bed, and the Fire Phoenix is ​​no longer furious and manic, leisurely playing alone in the spiritual realm.

I should just go to sleep.

It's rare to get a good night's sleep.

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