Chapter 502 The Guide Group (Part 1)
Yun Zhao was awakened by the continuous vibrations of the communicator.
She kept remembering that she had a meeting in the afternoon, so she couldn't sleep soundly. After opening her eyes, she took out her communicator from under her pillow and curled up to check the messages.
[Minister Bai]: "Are you free now? The guides learned that you will be attending the meeting of the four major bases this afternoon and would like to talk to you in person."
Since the Dark Guides were exposed, the entire guide community has fallen silent.
The sentries next door were arguing heatedly, but the guide's side was completely silent; no one stood up to speak.
It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare.
They dared not escalate the conflict between the two sides, nor did they dare to shift the sentries' attention to the entire guide group, and then try to prove their innocence for that fabricated charge.
Although Minister Bai repeatedly reassured everyone that everything was alright, the day after the news broke, surveillance equipment was installed in the crowd control rooms both inside and outside the city.
From the guides' perspective, they consistently followed the base's arrangements, complementing the sentries and guiding them in their spiritual development.
The existence of the Dark Guides completely shattered their long-held perception of their own group.
That was the shock of a collapse of faith.
Yun Zhao is currently the main force in the Operations Department to eliminate the contaminated area, but she is a guide and the only S-class guide at present.
When the guides learned that she would be participating in the meeting as a representative, they wanted to share their thoughts with her.
Yun Zhao had no reason to refuse.
She sat up, took a sip of water, and quickly replied: "Okay, I'll be there in an hour."
Since the windows were installed in the second-floor rooms, the lighting has been greatly improved.
Yun Zhao got out of bed barefoot, feeling a little weak, and went into the bathroom to tidy herself up.
Having no clothes to change into, she continued wearing the same loose-fitting casual clothes she had worn yesterday.
The afternoon meeting is very formal, I'll probably have to make an appearance, and I should go home later.
Yun Zhao went downstairs.
Xie Tu was turning over the soil in the backyard, planning to go to the Agricultural Research Institute to get some watermelon seedlings to plant.
Hearing a noise coming from inside the house, he washed his hands and went inside.
Yun Zhao was squatting in the entryway putting on her shoes when she saw him coming over. She said, "I have to go into the city to the relief office."
Xie Tu was a little surprised and looked down at the communicator. "It's only ten o'clock, there's still plenty of time. Why don't we eat first and then go?"
Yun Zhao shook his head, "I've already made an appointment with Minister Bai."
Xie Tu sighed and squatted down to help her put on her shoes. "I'll take you there and buy a shoe-changing stool in town while I'm at it."
He didn't mention that there was still meat stewing in the pot.
Yun Zhao put on his shoes, supported himself on his waist to stand up, and asked, "Can I skip the training?"
Xie Tu pinched her cheek. "Didn't you say you didn't have time?"
Yun Zhao was relieved.
Her training progress was very slow, and she really didn't want to climb mountains, run, or play tag with a group of sentries.
—She couldn't catch any of them.
Xie Tu gave her two bags of bread and a carton of milk for breakfast. She had already finished the strawberry milk, so he gave her yogurt in case she was lactose intolerant.
The two went out together.
The rain stopped in the middle of the night last night, and the path underfoot was damp and muddy, a unique characteristic of the rain.
The training ground above was bustling with activity.
Jiang Mu somehow got hold of a laser pointer and shone it on the bunker wall. The sentries followed the moving red dot and fired. The last three were assigned to wash dishes for the day.
The red dot moved erratically, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, drawing an irregular trajectory on the wall, prompting the sentries to curse and fire after it.
"I absolutely cannot be in the bottom three, it's too embarrassing!"
"Captain Jiang! Don't fake it out so fast!"
"Holy crap, my perfect marksman persona is about to crumble!"
The sentries wailed in despair.
Wang Jiayu stood relaxed, moving with ease along with the red dot. Her King Chameleon was perched on the sniper rifle, sharing the same line of sight, and almost every shot hit its mark.
"Wang Jiayu, you cheated..."
Duan Xi was yelling when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the path behind the training room. He quickly shut up and focused on shooting.
But the captain didn't even look at them.
Yun Zhao didn't disturb the people on the training ground. He greeted Jiang Mu, who was sitting under the eaves, and got into the car to go into the city.
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Upon arriving at the door of the evacuation room, Yun Zhao stopped him from going in.
"This is the guide's business; it's not appropriate for you to be there."
Xie Tu was helpless against her "crossing the river and burning the bridge" behavior. "Okay, go back for lunch, or should I bring you food?"
Yun Zhao got out of the car, holding onto the door, and replied, "I'll go home to eat and change my clothes while I'm at it."
"Aunt Zhao probably doesn't know you'll be going back at noon. I'll pick you up and bring your lunch to your house," Xie Tu said through the car window.
Yun Zhao waved to him, "Okay, go ahead and get busy." After confirming their relationship, he seemed to have become even more clingy.
In the past, if someone had told her that an S-class Sentinel was a clingy person, she definitely wouldn't have believed it.
Yun Zhao stepped into the evacuation room under his gaze.
The lobby was deserted, with no one waiting in sight.
When she worked part-time there during the Chinese New Year, the guidance room was always packed with people, with a huge number of sentries queuing up for appointments, and the guides were too busy to keep up with the demand.
Yun Zhao wasn't worried.
In the relationship between guides and sentries, it has always been the case that sentries cannot do without guides.
They had to rely on a guide.
If they can't hold back any longer, or if a riot breaks out, they'll come sooner or later. That's probably why Minister Bai isn't in a hurry.
She hadn't taken two steps when a figure in a blue uniform walked towards her.
Yun Zhao recognized him; he was Xiang Mingjie, a guide and receptionist in the Special Abilities Department.
It was the young man who greeted her when she first arrived at the base.
"Guide Yun, it's been a long time." Xiang Mingjie greeted her with a smile.
Yun Zhao nodded: "Long time no see."
Xiang Mingjie led the way, saying, "Minister Bai and the others are in the conference room. I'll take you there."
Yun Zhao followed behind him and asked, "Have you been transferred to the inner city?"
As Xiang Mingjie walked, he smiled and replied, "Yes, he was transferred here last month. There are quite a few new guides joining this year, and we need someone to guide them to familiarize themselves with the affairs of the inner city."
"You may have heard that since the forum went online, the number of wildlife guides registering and staying here has been increasing day by day."
Xiang Mingjie paused for a moment, "Who knew that this would happen so soon after I arrived."
Yun Zhao nodded knowingly.
Knowing her introverted nature, Xiang Mingjie led her to the outside of the conference room, saying, "Minister Bai and the others are inside."
Yun Zhao thanked him and pushed open the door to go inside.
The meeting room in the evacuation area was small, but it was almost full of people, including all four A-level guides.
Minister Bai, who was sitting at the head of the table, stood up and said, "You've arrived. Please have a seat."
A seat was left on the left side of the long conference table. Yun Zhao nodded to everyone and sat down.
The conference room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Yun Zhao could feel everyone's eyes were focused on her, those gazes a mixture of expectation, trepidation, and even a hint of awe.
Her gaze met that of the gentle guide with flowing long hair.
Yun Zhao recognized her; her spiritual form was an A-level guide named Yuan Lan, who was a lop-eared rabbit.
Yuan Lan paused for a moment, then smiled at her.
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