Crowning the SSS Guide

Chapter 7 Contract
Fu Guang lazily rubbed the blanket against his cheek, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Qing Feng looking up at him from the side of the table.

"Awake? Looks like you had a good rest."

"Yeah." Fu Guang's voice was hoarse. She felt that the mental picture had been restored by a quarter, and her eyes sparkled.

Did she meet a male Bodhisattva?
She sat up, a few strands of blonde hair clinging to the sides of her face, and a few strands of hair fluttered above her head due to static electricity.

Like an antenna.

"Woo." Fu Guang had just woken up and his thoughts were still a little fuzzy. He followed Qing Feng's gaze and combed the hair that was floating on his head.

Qing Feng's hand flashed and he handed over a green comb.

It is thick and has the texture of wood. In the flickering light, you can vaguely see a flying bird carved on the warm comb surface.

The comb has a bird head and the tail of the comb has the beautiful tail feathers of a bluebird.

In the sunlight, it casts the shadow of a bluebird spreading its wings and flying.

"Is it a bluebird?" Fu Guang played with the wooden comb, reluctant to let it go.

The bluebird is a symbol of good luck and rebirth. When the bluebird arrives, life flourishes and all things revive.

"Yes." The smile in Qingfeng's eyes deepened, and the bluebird, knocking on the wood with its beak, worked even harder.

A statue of it was carved out in the blink of an eye.

"Chirp, chirp." It flew high in the spiritual picture, singing happily, wanting to send out new gifts.

Qingfeng turned his head to look outside the car, his earlobes turning slightly red.

He cleared his throat and said, "We're here, Fu Guang."

"Welcome to the White Tower." He looked back at Fu Guang and said seriously.

The hovercraft gradually descended and landed outside the transparent barrier.

A robot's voice rang out from the unmanned hovercraft, "We have arrived at our destination, the White Tower."

Fu Guang stood up and handed him the comb. Qing Feng waved his hand to refuse. The gentle man said, "Just take it as a gift for our first meeting."

The car door was opened, but what came into view was not the towering white spire that Fu Guang had just seen.

"The tall white tower is where the guides work."

"This is also the White Tower. The capital star has a separate area. This area is where the guides are active, and there are no sentries."

The two of them passed through the shimmering barrier. Fu Guang observed that the barrier passed through her body like water, and the environment inside the barrier made her open her eyes wide.

Qing Feng went on to explain, "The barrier is formed by the spiritual power of each S-level guide. As long as you are a guide, you can travel freely."

He pointed to the three revolving doors in front of him. "One side is where ordinary people live, one side is where the guides live, and the other side is the exchange."

Fu Guang paused and asked, "Ordinary people?" She had come across very few ordinary people along the way. This world was very dangerous. The casualty rate of the Sentinels, who were war machines, was high, let alone ordinary people.

It can be said that due to the harsh environment between galaxies, as well as the different gravity and rotation speeds of different planets, few ordinary people can adapt to the environment of two planets.

Therefore, ordinary people rarely live far away from the planet where they live.

This means that if the planet is invaded by alien species, the entire army will be annihilated.

"The White Tower will provide some help to ordinary people who have not been differentiated. There are also many outstanding talents in agriculture, animal husbandry, etc." Qingfeng walked half a body length in front of Fu Guang, and there was no emotion on his face when he said this.

"Everyone has someone to rely on and someone to take care of. That's good." Fu Guang replied.

She followed it through the central door of light and noticed the houses of varying styles.

As she walked, the brick and stone houses turned into attics built with mortise and tenon joints, and some streets also changed into styles similar to the houses opposite them.

Changing scenery with every step is the most common sight for Fu Guang, except that the scenery here is not like the withering flowers in a garden.

The owner of this family lives in a pavilion, that family lives in a three-meter-high mecha, and the neighbor lives in a purple magic cottage. The two windows turn into a day and a moon, and hanging on the door is a string of wind chimes that jingle when the wind blows.

A young girl in a purple robe, wearing a pointed wizard hat that could reach the roof, appeared out of nowhere. She sat on the moonlit windowsill, her legs swinging up and down, her eyes gleaming with the same color as hers. She asked in a brisk tone, "Master Qingfeng, are you new here?"

"Yes, this is Fu Guang." "Ziyun."

The girl nodded, and her expression suddenly changed. She glanced at Fu Guang and then quickly looked away, as if she didn't dare to look at Fu Guang's face. She whispered, "It's you."

She fell backwards, the purple curtain blew up, and she disappeared from Fu Guang's sight.

"That child..."

After a while, there was a thumping sound coming from the bamboo road. Fu Guang turned around. The purple-haired girl put something in her arms and quickly turned back to the house. "Fu Guang, I'm sorry."

"What is this?" Fu Guang picked up a silver bracelet with a sun and moon pattern, and a crisp echo was heard when they collided.

"Ziyun is good at making protective equipment. This is an A-level defensive device."

"Don't be embarrassed. It's the White Tower's tradition to prepare gifts for new guides."

Since getting off the car, Qingfeng has never looked at her directly.

His tone was calm and composed, not like he was lying. "Don't feel any pressure. The White Tower is the guide's home. Giving gifts to one another is normal."

Is that really the case? Then why didn't the girl dare look at her? Fu Guang grasped the bracelet lying in his palm.

She raised her eyes and asked, "Master Qingfeng, are you coming here specially to pick me up?"

"Yes."

"I understand."

There are eight S-level guides in the White Tower, who jointly agree on decision-making events.

I think Qingfeng is one of them.

No wonder the White Tower gave her this abandoned pawn instead of an A-level guide and an S-level defender. Nowadays, the highest combat power is SS, and the value of an S-level defender can be imagined.

Although Bai Ta's methods are cruel, they also retain a hint of kindness.

Cruel and gentle.

"I see," she murmured.

There are eight White Tower guides in total, who work together to discuss and decide on matters.

"I'm sorry..." Qing Feng noticed Fu Guang's sharpness. His face turned pale and his eyes dimmed a little, intending to uncover the naked reality beneath the gentle appearance.

"No need to say." Fu Guang interrupted him softly.

She noticed that a corner of the purple curtain with the moon engraved on it was lifted, and the little girl Ziyun was glancing at this side furtively.

"I understand."

For the sake of the overall situation, some people have to be sacrificed, and it just happens to be her.

Sure enough, things without value will be discarded.

Fu Guang was not angry. She had no relatives or friends with Bai Ta, so she could not blame anyone for such a choice. Even if she was in the decision-making position, she would choose the one with the least impact.

But I still feel a little regretful, because it turns out that no one in this world will be nice to you for no reason.

She accepted Qingfeng's care with peace of mind, and was personally received by an S-level guide as soon as she arrived. The academy also asked the sentries to restrain their behavior for Qingfeng's sake.

Since the other party is open and honest, she doesn't need to hide anything.

"Master Qingfeng, you don't have to feel guilty about this."

Fu Guang took a step forward and looked into the other person's somewhat dim blue eyes.

"The White Tower and I reached a contract, and both parties clearly defined the terms and benefits."

"As long as the White Tower doesn't skimp on the generous reward it promised me and then regrets it later, that's enough."

"This is my choice. I have no regrets and I will not back down."

(End of this chapter)