Crowning the SSS Guide

Chapter 23 Wen Li
This is also one of the reasons why everyone came here to rest and did not return to Union University.

Excessive suspicion can easily lead to death.

But they are not the decision makers, they can only guess.

Fu Guang made the fish jump out of the water and found the person he wanted to find on the optical computer.

It is not easy to directly contact these cannon fodders in the military, and the military is not the only dominant force, so there are always people it is wary of.

White Tower.

The White Tower needs information about SS-level guides more than the military.

Although the information is shared in the end, the one who takes the initiative will always have the upper hand, and the latter will be controlled by others.

"I'll first leak the news to the White Tower, and then to the military. Do you have any opinions?"

"If you guys don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent." Fu Guang said with a smile.

The sentry fell silent for a moment, Shang Ze's eyes changed, and the others just shrugged their shoulders, looking indifferent.

Even though they are also S-level sentinels, there are still classes among sentinels.

Strength sometimes does not determine everything.

If an SS-level guide really appeared, the military would arrange sentries with strong family backgrounds and close ties with the military, rather than war orphans like them.

Only by having a clear stance can the guides of the White Tower side with the military.

Shang Ze smiled bitterly, "Can I pretend I know nothing?"

Fu Guang blinked his blue eyes and said, "Don't worry, nothing will happen to anyone."

The S-class guide in the White Tower and the sentinel behind him who revived the SS-class guide.

A sentinel who can accomplish such a great feat must be of a high rank, and he will prevent the White Tower guide from entering.

No one is involved in this matter and no one is involved.

She sent a message to Yun Xiao, "Xiao Xiao, does the White Tower have any SS-level guides now?"

The other party quickly replied, "What's wrong?"

"I was on a mission and met a woman who claimed to be an SS-level guide. She kept haunting me in my dreams and scared me to death."

It took a while for the other party to reply to the message. "Is it true? Is it from the planet of Xue Furong?"

"They said that when a guide above SS level dies, if they gather their spirit in time, they can find another way to survive. Is that true?"

The message on the other end immediately replied, "Where are you, Guide Fuguang?"

"I just woke up and don't know where I am. I'm still scared."

Yun Xiao said, "I found your coordinates on a D-class planet outside the capital galaxy."

"The White Tower will send someone to contact you immediately, don't be afraid."

"Uh-huh."

Fu Guang pressed send, and the light emitted by the computer illuminated her flickering blue eyes. She chuckled softly, and then slowly sent the message to the military using similar wording.

First, she condemned the military's mission error, which almost cost her life, and demanded compensation for mental damage and accidental injury.

Then the lion opened his mouth wide, and then accidentally revealed the information of the SS guide because of his fright.

After the other party received the message, he logged off on the grounds that he was tired.

Is there anything wrong with the timid and tearful guide crying to the White Tower first?

At most, I just feel annoyed with her.

Bai Gao looked at the mischievous Fu Guang with fascination, the smile on his lips never falling for a moment. He suddenly felt that he and Fu Guang were the same person.

However, if it were him, his methods would not be so upright. Wouldn't it be better to let the military and the White Tower fight?
Flowers need blood to be watered to remain bright.

The elf on Saint Lex's shoulder drew his bow and arrow, and hit Bai Gao on the head with a bang. In an instant, Bai Gao's forehead turned red.

Saint Lex didn't even want to look at Bai Gao, because he knew what the dead kid was thinking.

If it weren't for... he wouldn't have cared about Bai Gao. Shang Ze's glass-like eyes moved. His actions had already violated the merchant's code of conduct. The marks on his back shoulder from the whipping had clearly healed long ago, but it seemed to ache.

There was a knock on the door, and a thin man, whose gender could not be determined, brought the food over with his head lowered.

"Hello, the meal is here." The voice was as soft as a mosquito's whisper, so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Wen Li's legs almost stopped moving and his thin body kept shaking.

Hearing that the top floor was occupied by high-level sentries, she knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for her to escape from that devil's den.

So even if it means risking her life, she should give it a try. She doesn't want to live that kind of life anymore.

Her weak heart seemed to be filled with courage, and she didn't want to go back and face the gate knife that could fall at any time.

"I, I." Wen Li's eyes were filled with tears of fear, and she stole a glance at the guests in the living room.

They were a group of young men who looked about the same age as her. They were dressed elegantly and looked like rich kids on a trip.

A huge feeling of despair slowly rose up, covering her mouth and nose, trying to drown it. Did she really have no chance?
"What's wrong with you?" A little blue fish flew to her and touched her skin, which was wet, like her tears.

Tears welled up in her eyes and she couldn't bear the pain any longer and cried out.

Fu Guang walked towards the girl, who was fourteen or fifteen years old and in the differentiation period, who was in great sadness. She stopped the sentry from moving so as not to scare her.

With his hand on the head of the girl who was crying while hugging her knees, the light blue mental power fluctuated, gradually stabilizing the girl's scarce and fragile mental power.

Wen Li gradually stopped crying. She suddenly felt that it was no big deal. If things really went wrong, they would just fight to the death and no one would have an easy life.

Fu Guang received this information from the girl's mental power, pursed his lips, and felt that his mental healing needed improvement.

Wen Li slowly stood up, but her sore legs made her fall forward, and a soft hand supported her up.

"Be careful." The words were calm and soft.

It was the blonde girl sitting in the middle of the living room, surrounded by everyone.

She had a peaceful power that soothed Wen Li.

"I" She opened her dry lips and suddenly hesitated again.

"Would you like to have dinner with me when you are free?" Fu Guang invited with a gentle smile.

Bai Gao behind him almost gritted his teeth. Since the girl came in, his eyes have been glued to her. From the first sight, Bai Gao knew that he hated her.

He could tell without thinking that this girl was simply asking for help. He had seen many people like this, who always relied on their pretty faces to seek kindness from strangers.

No one will save her, no one.

He seemed to be lost in his own thoughts, dazed. The girl's panicked and desperate eyes seemed to lead him back to the dark past.

He looked at the soft hand supporting the girl's body.

Jealousy almost burst out of this body. Why wasn't that person me? Why didn't I meet him then? Why? Someone could be saved? Why?
Saint Lex knocked Bai Gao, who was clearly out of his mind, unconscious with a single blow. He then said to Yin Zhu and Shang Ze calmly, "He's having a seizure. I'll take him to rest."

He was obviously very familiar with dealing with Bai Gao's occasional madness.

"Please." Shang Ze and Yin Zhu had also heard that Bai Gao could go crazy, so they made way for him.

Saint Lex dragged Bai Gao away by her legs, and Fu Guang moved his body to block the little girl's view of this side.

Why does it look like a dark transaction scene? Someone is executed halfway because they are not satisfied with the deal.

The little girl Wenli was immersed in her own emotions and only heard the rustling sound. Seeing that Fu Guang did not move, she thought she had heard it wrong and did not take it to heart.

"Little girl, how old are you this year?" Yin Zhu asked after taking a bite of the food.

"Fourteen." Wen Li's emotions had calmed down. She could not see the small fish made of water on her head, with its scales clearly visible.

"Do you want to be a guide or a sentinel?"

Yin Zhu asked nonchalantly while chewing his rice, as if asking a student of appropriate age whether he wanted to apply to the first-class Alliance University or the second-class War College.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment. The little girl Wenli lowered her head silently, and two crystal tears appeared on the table.

(End of this chapter)