Top guide! The Sentinels were mesmerized

Chapter 7: Possessed by Her
"Don't be afraid," Bo Lan gently instructed Qianzhi, "It's just a few questions, it will be over soon."

The light on the live broadcast screen slowly lit up, and Qianzhi looked at herself on the screen——

——And the barrage of comments that kept scrolling and almost overflowed the screen.

They were so huge that she couldn't even see her own figure on the screen as it was completely covered by the barrage of comments!
How many questions are these?

This is what you said. No one paid attention?

The corners of Qianzhi's mouth twitched, and she narrowed her eyes slightly to look at the words on the barrage.

[Ahhhh, my wife, look here. She is so cute!]
[Go upstairs and call the guide Qian. Hehe, my wife is so nice.]
[Can't you be normal? What if you scare her? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh Chizhi, I love you! ]
[I don't need Qian Zhi's spiritual comfort, Qian Zhi just needs to smile at me and I will die without regrets.]
Chie: ∑(=ω=;)?

Bo Lan stared at the screen with his narrow eyes, his face looking frighteningly dark.

The previous announcement that Admiral Ang was suddenly stripped of his military rank caused panic among the people, so the Central Military Department had to release excerpts of the video.

One of the parts is the one where Qianzhi decisively eliminates his frenzied state, and there is also a clip where Wenrou talks to her sentinel.

[I also hope that my guide can smile at me so gently. Wait, I don’t think I’ve ever lined up for a guide, woo woo woo.]
[The reservation for the ninth district guide has been completed, but according to this probability, the probability of being killed by falling feces is higher than queuing up for thousands of guides.]
[I just want to see Qianzhi Guide once before I go berserk, and then I will die without regrets.]
The tone of the comments section has become increasingly miserable.

"Follow the process, follow the process!" Lian Hua gestured to the side where the screen couldn't see him, because Bo Lan's expression was getting more and more ugly.

"Hello everyone, I'm Qianzhi, a plant-type guide, and my spirit form is Dodder."

Chizhi smiled politely and waved at the screen.

[The voice is so nice and sweet!]
[Ms. Chizhi’s spiritual power is indeed very strong. I have been purified remotely (closes eyes) (serene)]
[To be honest, plant-based guides seem to have the lowest rating among all guides, because as plant spirits, most of them are slow to react and don’t have brains like animal-based guides, so I reasonably doubt the authenticity of that video.]
[And Admiral Bo Lan’s spiritual rating is S-level, right? How could he be marked by a guide with a rating of C?]
Doubtful voices began to arise.

[Isn't this a new trick of the military?]
Then he was cursed back by a new round of barrage.

[If you keep doubting this and that all day, you might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes.]
[The marks of Qianzhi on Ange's damaged mental picture cannot be faked. The arcs of light reflected in the video and the movements of each frame after the split are obviously real. The heart sees everything dirty.]
[Why should plant guides be belittled? Haven't you heard of the legendary vines that give people spiritual power?]
[The guy above, that's interstellar mythology, we are talking about guides in reality!]
"Well, then as the guide for the newcomers of the Black Tower in District 9, please allow Miss Qianzhi to give a simple demonstration of spiritual comfort."

Seeing the barrage of comments getting out of control, Lian Hua immediately added the voice-over.

Demonstrating spiritual comfort? Qianzhi remembered that there was no such activity.

But the man next to her had already half-knelt down and extended his hand towards her.

"Qianzhi, don't be nervous, just hold my hand."

Bo Lan was very angry.

Chizhi's mental strength should not be questioned.

Even though spiritual comfort is something that requires a quiet and private environment, he doesn't mind showing it to everyone in the live studio.

His guide was the best.

And
The man's brown eyelashes drooped, half covering his gentle eyes.

He also wanted everyone to know that she was his guide and he was the sentinel marked by her.

Qianzhi held Bo Lan's hand, and his fingertips turned into soft vines, wrapping around Bo Lan's fingers. The inner side of the man's long fingers were covered with thick calluses, some of which had peeled off due to long-term training, revealing tender pink new skin.

When the vines covered over, the numbing feeling instantly penetrated from the skin into the muscles, bones and internal organs.

On the other side, the spiritual vines slowly wrapped around the brown wolf's neck and thin waist and abdomen, combing its smooth fur tightly and loosely, and then stretched out thin branches and playfully tickled the brown wolf's sensitive nose and muzzle.

Those depressed emotions gradually disappeared as the spirit was comforted, leaving only joy and spiritual satisfaction.

Just a simple touch made Bo Lan's skin, which was tanned by the sun, turn slightly red.

The man's throat kept swallowing, and even his brown eyes were wet.

"Are you feeling unwell somewhere?" Qianzhi looked at Bo Lan's misty eyes and asked carefully.

Is he feeling unwell?
After all, she was still a novice, having only attended half a day of theoretical classes and two hours of practical simulations.

Coupled with the previous experience of shattering Ang's mental picture, she was somewhat worried whether her comfort was correct.

"No, you did very well." Bo Lan coughed tremblingly, "It's very comfortable."

The girl blinked her almond-shaped eyes and smiled with relief: "That's great."

She also enjoyed the food very much.

[Hmm. I don’t know if I should say some things or not, but they make my face turn yellow.]
[This is the official live broadcast of District 9, not No Man’s Land.]
[This is textbook-level true spiritual comfort. Even the self-respecting General Bo lost control of his expression.]
[Now I want to take a starship to District 9.]
Lian Hua looked at the ratings in the background and found that it accounted for 17% of the ratings among many live broadcast platforms. This was unprecedented in the Ninth District.

She glanced at the two people in front of the live broadcast screen.

The faint sunlight filtered through the thin curtains and covered the man and the girl. The quiet and gentle spiritual atmosphere made her, an outsider, feel infinitely beautiful.

This is the role of a guide, she thought, to give the Sentinels the only chance to breathe and rest in this chaotic, complex and dangerous interstellar world.

After the live broadcast ended, Qianzhi discovered that not only did Bo Lan's ears stick out, but his furry tail also stuck out from the trouser line that was tailor-made for the sentinel.

The wolf's tail hangs down naturally, and its brown fur shines smoothly and softly under the light, which looks very RUA at first glance.

She stretched out her evil hand and touched the base of Bo Lan's tail quietly.

The touch was wonderful, with tough bones inside, but covered with warm skin on the outside, and extremely soft fur sticking to her fingertips.

Although it was just a light impact, the man who was standing straight in front of her suddenly staggered and held onto the wall in a panic as if he couldn't stand steadily.

"Bo Lan?" Qianzhi quickly let go of her hand, "Sorry, does it hurt anywhere?"

"No." Bo Lan suddenly covered his face with his big hands with bulging veins to hide his expression.

That is, the sensitive points of the whole body are activated instantly,
About to catch his tempting prey,

A dangerous expression that looks like it's invading.

(End of this chapter)