Chapter 3 Yun Zhao's Spiritual Body



Chapter 3 Yun Zhao's Spiritual Body

Cheng Dongshu is currently the only B-level sentry in Qingshan Town.

They might not stand out in a large base, but they are the strongest fighting force in the town.

Since Yun Zhao awakened to become a guide, he was the happiest person. With a guide, he didn't have to worry about his mental power suddenly going out of control.

Regular guidance will keep his combat power at its peak, maintaining a clear mind and keen senses.

Therefore, Cheng Dongshu was the first to go to Yun Zhao and ask for mental energy guidance.

The process of channeling the problem was quick.

However, Cheng Dongshu did not feel comfortable during the process.

Instead, I felt fear!

The bluebird, when it appears in the mental landscape, is not as miniature as it appears in its physical form.

It was a magnificent, luminous behemoth, its entire body covered in blue feathers like jewels, each one shimmering with light.

Noble and aloof, looking down on all living beings.

Like an intruder entering his mental realm, it disdainfully and casually flapped its wings, blowing away the dark matter, as if sweeping away garbage.

Under its intimidation, Cheng Dongshu's spirit trembled with fear, hiding in the deepest part of the body and daring not to show itself.

After the drainage was completed.

Cheng Dongshu's senses and abilities have indeed made a qualitative leap.

But the fear etched into my bones is like a root in my heart.

I've never heard of a sentinel being frightened by a guide's spirit form!

That's outrageous!

Every time he went to Yun Zhao for counseling, he had to spend half a day mentally preparing himself before leaving with a pale face and trembling legs.

Not just him, all the sentries in the town were like that!!

They had secretly researched the bird's prototype, but there was no matching bird in the animal encyclopedia!

He Xiang is He Jun's younger brother (He Jun was one of the eight sentries who rescued Yun Zhao back then), and he has always been close to Yun Zhao.

He definitely knows what's going on.

"The sentries in the large base all say that the guide's spirits are very gentle, and they are all cute and non-aggressive spirits."

As Cheng Dongshu spoke, his voice rose involuntarily, "But look at that bluebird, is it gentle? Every time it looks at me, it's like it's looking at trash!"

The sentries have very strong senses, and many of them heard what he said.

They all nodded in agreement.

Seeking mental counseling from Yun Zhao has left many people with psychological trauma.

But she's really strong!

Otherwise, no one would have agreed to follow her without asking any questions.

Yun Zhao is like a mage with a healing skill. Except for not being able to act as a tank and being fragile, his other two skills are maxed out.

The sentries were all guessing that she must be an A-level guide.

That's an A-level guide!

There are no more than five in the large bases, yet such a small town has produced such a skilled guide.

He Xiang scratched his head. "Brother Dongshu, I really don't know. Didn't I see that I wouldn't dare to look that bird in the eye?"

Not only that, he also asked in bewilderment, "You say Sister Yun Zhao is such a gentle person, how could her spiritual form be so fierce?"

Cheng Dongshu: "..."

gentle?

Young man, are your eyes covered by eight hundred layers of filters?

As they were talking, the sentries saw Yun Zhao leading a pair of twins back.

Cheng Dongshu quickly changed the subject.

The twins, a boy and a girl, were only six years old, thin and small, and were descendants of one of Yun Zhao's saviors.

The boy is the older brother, named He Pingping, and the girl is the younger sister, named He An'an.

After their father passed away, they were raised by their mother alone, with the help of neighbors and relatives.

As Yun Zhao approached, the bluebird on his shoulder had already returned to the spiritual realm.

Seeing everyone standing there, she casually asked, "What are you all talking about?"

All the sentries stood ramrod straight, shook their heads in unison, and replied loudly and in unison, "Nothing!"

baffling.

Yun Zhao didn't take it to heart. "Those who need to rest should go and rest. We still have to travel tomorrow morning."

"OK!"

………

The next day.

The convoy continued on its way, entered section 102, and turned southwest.

There is no magnetic field inside the contaminated area, and the flow of time is different from that outside.

The diffusion area causes the terrain to change daily, and the only way to determine the direction is by the numbering system used by the four bases.

The vehicle sped along, crushing the barren landscape and kicking up clouds of dust.

Along the way, traces of the past can occasionally be seen.

The ruins of an old city, now reduced to rubble, are filled with leaning skyscrapers and exposed, rusty steel bars.

Like a giant forgotten by time, lying quietly in the desolate ruins.

Fortunately, we didn't encounter any danger on the way.

The vehicles maintained their formation throughout.

Yun Zhao rubbed her temples wearily; she had spent the day helping to scout ahead and clear out the mutants.

A dangerous night.

With so many ordinary people around, I can't sleep soundly at all.

"I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up immediately if anything happens."

He Xiang quickly replied, "Okay, Sister Yun Zhao, you should rest. Your eyes are all bloodshot."

"Um."

The seats behind her were piled with luggage, leaving only a small space for her to move around.

Yun Zhao curled up, pulled his hat down to block out the sunlight, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

She didn't sleep well.

For some reason, I dreamed of the scene when I first arrived in Qingshan Town.

She was six or seven years old, looking bewildered, and was being led by a sentry.

The sentry's hands were large, rough, and warm, leading her slowly into the town.

She had no prior memory, did not know why she was in the contaminated area, did not know who her parents were, and only vaguely remembered her own name.

"Little sister, what's your name?"

"Yun Zhao".

"Zhaozhao, it's okay if you can't remember. You can stay in the town and all eight of us uncles will take care of you."

The sentries' hearty laughter soothed her unease.

Yun Zhao settled down in Qingshan Town from then on.

When her eight uncles returned from their missions, they would often bring her gifts.

Sometimes it's a pretty dress, sometimes it's an old-fashioned book, or sometimes it's a doll that girls like.

This went on for five or six years.

Until one day.

The eight people went out again, but only five returned.

Later... none of them came back.

That day, she climbed the town's high wall, staring blankly in the direction of Pollution Zone No. 6, and sat there for a very long time.

In my dream, they were still the same as before, standing vividly before me.

They joked and laughed, discussing their day's work and news from outside. Sometimes they would crack a slightly suggestive joke, but when they noticed her presence, they would quickly shut up.

Yun Zhao smiled.

I was laughing, but then I felt so sad. It felt like my heart had been ripped open, revealing a bloody wound inside.

She knew they were all gone.

Why couldn't I have awakened my abilities sooner...?

Why?!

A gray fog gradually rose around them, obscuring the figures of the eight sentries.

Their faces became blurred, their flesh visibly withered, and she watched helplessly as they transformed into man-eating monsters.

A cry suddenly rang out from the sky.

A giant bluebird appeared, circling above her head, flapping its wings to disperse the gray mist...

"Stop the car!" Yun Zhao suddenly opened his eyes.

The sunlight outside the car window had disappeared at some point, and the sky looked gloomy.

It's only 2 PM.

Hearing her voice, He Xiang felt uneasy. "What's wrong?"

As the car drove on, fog began to rise around us.

Cheng Dongshu also sensed something was wrong and quickly picked up the walkie-talkie, shouting, "Stop the car! Stop the car!"

All seven vehicles came to a stop.

Cheng Dongshu and He Xiang looked at her instinctively.

Yun Zhao's eyes were clear; the dream had long since vanished.

She turned her head to look outside and said, "It seems we've stumbled into a contaminated area?"

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