Top guide! The Sentinels were mesmerized

Chapter 8 Onboarding Training
Imperial Star-Central District.

In the top-floor office of the solemn white building, the black-haired man's fingers holding the pen moved slightly.

The screen of the small communication device in front of him was playing a live broadcast from District 9.

His eyes fell on the face of the girl who was broadcasting live, and he didn't move away for a long time.

"Ian—"

The office door suddenly opened, and Sylvie Gwen called the man's name, walked in from outside, and sat in the chair opposite Ian.

Ian quickly turned off the screen and looked at Sylvie with his indifferent blue eyes.

Xiweier seemed to have long been accustomed to his indifference and seriousness, and shrugged with a smile:

"My dear Marshal, what were you looking at?"

Ian Gwynn had a blank expression on his face, choosing to ignore Sylvie's question.

"You should knock, Admiral Gwen."

His voice was low, and even though his expression was cold, one could still feel his majesty.

"Of course I knocked, Marshal Gwen."

Sylvie stretched out his voice, his long legs folded elegantly, and he raised his eyebrows lazily at Ian, "It's just that you didn't hear it. What made you so focused?"

He glanced at Ian's communicator with a half-smile, but the screen was off.

Ian frowned his handsome eyebrows imperceptibly, and the pen moved across the document with some force, making a tearing sound.

"It's not important. I saw your application, and the military has rejected it. Admiral Gwen, you should remember your current position and don't always act according to your own likes and dislikes."

"It's just a change of district, what's the big deal."

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You've fallen for the guide from District 9," Ian rubbed his brows and spoke in a softer tone. "She's only C-rank, which doesn't match your S-rank. In District 1, there are many A-rank guides who can better comfort you mentally."

"I'm not interested in other guides, you know that, brother." Sylvie stopped being so nonchalant and stared at Ian's azure eyes with his lake blue eyes.

To him, the guide's spiritual comfort was like a painful punishment.

He had no interest in the guides who cast admiring glances at him, so their teasing became even more tormenting during his soothing.

In particular, all sentries, no matter how high their rank, are required to submit to the guides during the spiritual comfort period.

There were also some guides who, because they could not gain his favor, actually tried to brainwash him during spiritual comfort.

He hated the guide, but had to rely on it.

Until he saw Qianzhi.

The girl's eyes were so pure that almost all her thoughts were imprinted in her eyes.

As clear as the soft leaves of her spirit body.

And the respect for her sentinels comes from her pure heart.

So, the first time he saw her, he wanted to get her.

Perhaps his increasingly frantic mental image, which had been tortured to its limits, needed a quiet place to rest.

Or maybe he wanted to pull this innocent girl out of her innocent world and let her sink into the sea of ​​distortion with him.

"When your mental picture is about to collapse, you may not think so." Ian closed his eyes slightly, and his expression returned to indifference.

He certainly understood the paranoia and madness hidden in his brother.

He just wished that Seville could live longer.

And he doesn't want any guide to mark him. The older the Sentinel is, the more mental shock he will suffer. The same applies to the Guide. The longer and more intense the purification, the more mental pollution the Guide will suffer.

There is no cure for the guides' collapse, and only loss of sanity and death await them.

The marked sentinels, because their spiritual images cannot accept the comfort of other guides, will eventually be destroyed due to frenzy.

For Ian, there is no difference between guidance and medication, and he even prefers medication.

"Don't do anything that will do you more harm than good, Sylvie."

After the young man left, the man sitting in the armchair sighed softly.

His fingers paused, but he couldn't help but turn on the display again.

However, the girl’s sweet face was no longer on it, only a dark area indicating the end of the broadcast.

After the broadcast, Lian Hua took Qianzhi to visit the interior of the black tower.

"The public rest areas are on the second, third and fourth floors. Fitness, convalescent care, psychological counseling, etc. are on the right side of the corridor." Qianzhi followed the direction of Lian Hua's finger and looked along the wide, bright and sparsely populated corridor. It felt like she would not reach the end even if she walked for more than ten minutes.

"There are eighteen elevators in total, which are used exclusively by the guides," Lian Hua guided Qianzhi to get on the elevator, "From this level to the guides, meals will be delivered to your exclusive restaurant. Of course, you can also choose to enjoy it with other guides."

"We conduct guide training every two weeks and provide guide travel activities every month. As for working hours, they will be arranged according to your physiological schedule. A new guide will need to treat one to two sentinels a day, and will be provided with two days of rest after the treatment."

Qianzhi nodded her little head as Lian Hua explained.

The guide benefits here are a bit too good.

At the end of the world, she lived a hard life every day. Not only did she have to compete with plants and animals for food, but she also had to worry about enemies that might appear at any time.

Here, people have no worries about food and clothing, the work intensity is very low, and there is no need to worry about the comfortable environment that is exposed to wind and rain.

She could already feel her vines sprawled out in happiness.

"Here is your room." As the elevator opened, Qianzhi was once again surprised by the layout.

Starting from the elevator, carefully designed green plants cover the entire corridor. The living room has a sunshade and humidity regulator specially designed for plant guides, as well as various bushes and flowers arranged for Qianzhi, so that her spiritual body can climb on them.

Of course, there are also various soft pink and lilac-colored furniture that girls will love, as well as a variety of furry dolls.

Qianzhi also saw a brown wolf toy, placed very abruptly and conspicuously among the toys.

"Lunch will be delivered to the dining room in a while. You can take a rest. In the afternoon, our entire Black Tower will hold an induction ceremony for you."

After Lian Hua left, Qianzhi couldn't wait to transform all her arms into vines and soak herself in plant-specific water.

From now on, she will have delicious human food to eat every day, and all kinds of animals and plants will be automatically fed to her mouth.

She is simply the happiest plant in the world! )~
After Qianzhi had eaten and drunk her fill, Lian Huayin took Qianzhi to the conference room on the third floor.

The white-haired woman standing at the door saw Qianzhi coming and waved to her enthusiastically. Even the spirit beside the woman - a chubby Samoyed, was wagging its tail at her frantically.

"Hello, Qianzhi, I'm Lovia Garcia, and I'll be your instructor in the future!" The moment Qianzhi approached, Lovia rushed over quickly and hugged the girl tightly.

She sniffed Qianzhi's hair. "What a nice smell! It's the fragrance of flower buds and leaves!"

Qianzhi was almost suffocated by the enthusiastic embrace of Lovia.

She is really as enthusiastic as Samo and is passionate about everyone.

It takes such a guide to balance the increasingly complex relationships between guides.

"Okay, Garcia." A deep and indifferent male voice sounded beside them.

A pair of strong hands gently held Qianzhi's thin shoulders, freeing her from Luo Weiya's overly enthusiastic embrace.

(End of this chapter)