Crowning the SSS Guide

Chapter 45 Looking down on the world
The maintained atmosphere was broken, the sentry's eyes rolled 360 degrees, his pupils were invisible, and the whites of his eyes occupied his eye sockets.

Then, a red branch slowly appeared, and the eyeballs rolled back, with the pupils rushing to look at Fu Guang.

The muscles at the corners of her mouth were obviously pulled by something, causing a twisted smile to form. The bones in her neck made a creaking sound and slowly turned backwards.

"Go and see if the other sentries have arrived. I'm tired today."

"Let those who came go back." Fu Guang's voice was still gentle, but the content made the assistant unable to move for a while.

She pursed her lips, hesitant.

There are many sentries on duty for Lord Fuguang's number, and they have already been queued for the last three months. If they are rearranged, it is estimated that these people will not be able to get a number today this semester.

Moreover, although Lord Fu Guang usually works two days and rests five days a week, he still works very efficiently and finishes watching the sentry before taking a break.

She recalled her colleagues saying, "Work two today and have five days off. Work one tomorrow and have six days off. You don't have to come the day after tomorrow."

"It's great to be a guide. Not only do I not have to work hard, I don't even have to go to work."

"With a high salary and sentries around me wherever I go, life is so easy."

Lord Fuguang doesn't usually have the arrogance of a guide. Is he just pretending?
But when she thought of the bloody wounds on the people and the black air surrounding them, her ideal of healing and saving lives as a doctor tore at her sanity.

She knew it was not good to contradict a guide, but Master Fuguang was usually very gentle and would agree to any small request.
She was a little hesitant and turned her gaze to Sentry No. 1. Her long hair like dead grass obscured the sentry's slightly turned face.

Would it be better if a sentinel could also tell us about the situation?

She didn't notice the strange aura spreading from the thin sentinel who was about to turn around to face her amid the creaking sounds.

But Fu Guang discovered that this alien was obviously trying to tease his assistant.

It seemed to have noticed that Fu Guang had noticed something, and the eyeball in its left eye socket was devoured until only an outline remained, with red filaments tangled into a ball and rolling endlessly.

As if to disgust her, red threads spread from her eyes to her face. Looking through her eye sockets, she could see red branches curled up inside her skull.

Seeing that Fu Guang was unmoved, the new assistant became its new display object.

Even so, the sentinel is still "alive".

Her upper and lower lips opened, and it seemed that one of the aliens did not cooperate well, and the skin on her face was torn like a piece of paper.

A red branch crawled out of the mouth and closed the crack under Fu Guang's eyes like sewing needle and thread.

The sentry seemed unaware of the abnormality in his body and continued to follow his own thoughts.

She said "Help" very slowly, stretching out the tone. She had no tongue, but she didn't know which organ squeezed out this tone. Perhaps it was the help of an alien species.

Fu Guang's expression did not change, he just moved his legs slightly and adjusted his sitting position.

The assistant is an ordinary person. If he sees this appearance, it is likely to alarm the alien species, and no one will survive.

When her eyelids lifted, her aura changed. She looked at her assistant with an undisguised look of contempt, as if she were looking at air.

Fu Guang, with his full aura, could not be ignored even though he was just sitting there.

The assistant's throat tightened and his head buzzed, as if he had seen something that he couldn't bear to look at directly.

Fu Guang looked at his assistant, his eyes moved, and his aura subsided.

Fortunately, now all she has left is her intimidating aura, and her strength is very poor, otherwise the pressure would be enough to tear her into pieces.

Fu Guang looked at his assistant with indifferent eyes.

This made him look like a superior. After the assistant regained consciousness, he stopped breathing for a moment and lowered his head in confusion.

She lowered her head, and Lord Fu Guang's sharp eyes pierced her like needles, causing layers of small bumps on her neck.

"Life and death matter."

"Assistant, do as I ask, understand?" The watery tone was like a basin of cold water poured on her, chilling her to the bone.

Fu Guang added, "I need to make a potion, so I need quiet time. There shouldn't be any living people in the treatment center."

"Yes." The awe that suddenly rose in her made her dare not refute.

The figure turned around and disappeared very quickly, and in the next moment, heavy footsteps of someone running were heard in the corridor.

Noticing the blood food running away, the alien hesitated for a moment, then turned its head back to look at the delicious food that particularly attracted its attention.

Snacks can be gone, but the big meal can’t be lost.

Fu Guang openly released this notice to the treatment center group in front of the aliens, which was also an order.

Fu Guang: Anyone who leaves the treatment center and does not leave within five minutes will be treated as stealing the relief agent formula.

The White Tower keeps a close eye on the formula of the reliever, and stealing the formula of the reliever can be considered as treason.

No one will underestimate this message, no matter how ridiculous and absurd it is.

Because of the mobilization of his aura, Fu Guang now seemed to be in a state where he once held boundless power.

She couldn't help but be a little obsessed for a moment, and looked at the alien as if she were an ant.

The tense mood disappeared, and only the fighting spirit became more intense.

But with a strong enemy ahead, it's not impossible to fight. Blood color ebbed and flowed in his blue eyes. At worst, death is the worst. Who doesn't die?
But we agreed on five minutes, so it’s just five minutes.

As for five minutes later, it’s up to you.

Fu Guang leaned back in her chair, mobilized all her mental power, and after absorbing the mental power of the kind-hearted sentinel, her strength reached B+.

She used the two S-level items compensated by the White Tower to make a potential potion, a potion that enhances potential at the cost of loss.

After drinking it, your strength should be able to reach S-level, but the price may be either death or becoming a waste.

It is said that if you count ten times when you are angry, you will feel that there is no need to be angry.

Five minutes is more than ten numbers, which is enough for Fu Guang, who was caught up in his emotions for a moment, to gradually break away from his invincible state.

The impulse only lasts for a moment, and reason ultimately prevails.

But that doesn't mean she's a coward, it just means there's a better solution and there's no need to be reckless.

If she fails after trying every possible means, she will not regret it.

Fu Guang counted the defensive devices on her body. In fact, there were a lot of them. The guides in the White Tower were afraid that she would be hurt, so three-quarters of them were defensive devices.

He shouldn't die suddenly the moment the alien species attacks.

"Light." After five minutes, the two words were finally uttered completely and with difficulty from the alien's mouth.

With a tearing sound.

Looking at the delicious meal that looked a bit spicy, the alien tore apart the skin. It felt that the one in front of it was better than the one it was in.

The moment the thin skin floated down, Fu Guang gently closed his eyes and activated all the defenses.

Bang bang bang.

The blood-colored branches attacked her, and hundreds of defensive devices were activated at the same time. In just a moment, they exploded one after another.

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