Sentry: The guide who's getting extra help is very busy today.

Shu Zao's ability to accept and adapt to her personal sentinels is terrifyingly strong. Sure enough, in less than half a year, she slept with four out of the five who came.

There may not be much genuine emotion involved, but it's definitely because they really wanted to sleep with her that they made the move.

Once you have a title and desires, it would be foolish not to sleep with them.

She's such a fickle female director; I used to just want to keep her as a pet for show.

Shu Zao replied to the message and returned to sleepiness. Her eyes were sore and she felt sleepy, so she turned off the screen.

Holding Elisabeth in his arms, resting his chin on the top of his head, he adjusted to a comfortable position and closed his eyes.

They woke up again in the middle of the night and couldn't fall back asleep.

"Shuzao, do you want to go to the training room to practice?" Elisa thought that Shuzao had been in bed for so long, he might not want to stay in bed any longer.

"Okay, I'll go practice my mental strength." Shu Zao approved Elisai's suggestion in two seconds.

The training room was brightly lit in the dead of night, and a large number of "night owl" sentries were training.

They chose an auspicious number—training room number 888. Before they even went in, the door next door opened, and Qingchu came out.

His breathing was heavy, a sign that he had been training continuously at high intensity for at least three hours.

Qingchu didn't expect to run into them at this time. In this training room, he was usually the only sentry at night.

He caught his breath and came out, whereupon the other person saw his disheveled state.

Silence filled the air around them. Shuzao nodded first, opened the door and went in, and Elisai followed suit, nodding and closing the door behind him.

He is, after all, the commander, and cannot be completely ignored.

When Shuzao and Elizabeth opened the door, it was already seven in the morning. Shuzao let out a relaxed yawn.

I'm so tired.

They ran into Qingchu, who was there for training, in the corridor. This time, Qingchu nodded to them and quickly left.

Elizabeth hadn't expected Qingchu to be so hardworking in private; no wonder she dared to challenge Fuyuan.

Shu Zao smiled slyly, "Elisay, tell them what you saw about Qing Chu, and give them a little jab."

Based on what she said, Etheris probably thought that she had taken a liking to Qingchu, otherwise why would she have noticed Qingchu?

Then he resorted to his usual tactics: acting cute and charming. Once she gave him a little "tit," he would definitely "go all out."

That's the downside of being younger than someone else; if you back down an inch, they'll push forward two inches, and then they'll act all wronged and make a fuss.

Ironically, when he throws a tantrum, I can still indulge him a little.

"Shu Zao's move was brilliant."

Shu Zao tidied her hair and said casually, "It's nothing special."

Back on the 88th floor, Shu Zao, about to open the door, turned her head and asked, "Want to catch up on some sleep with me?"

She asked this because Elisabeth was standing at his own door, hesitant to go in.

His room was closer to the elevator.

"Okay, is that alright?"

"Come over after you've showered, I'll leave the door open." I've done everything, there's nothing to agonize over. He's got a lot of tails, and they feel amazing to touch.

"I'll blow-dry your hair."

"Sure." Free labor, might as well use it.

There was nothing ambiguous about it. After drying their hair, they both lay down on the bed to rest.

Elizabeth wanted to take Shuzao home so that he would be one of his sentries.

It's the fourth day, and my possessiveness still occasionally gets out of control.

She should belong only to him!!!

"Ding-dong."

Shu Zao peeked her head out from under the covers; she had been sleeping alone for the past two days.

It was only a few days ago that I shared a bed with Elizabeth.

【Yue An】: Here comes the scout! I heard from the guides in the group chat that he's incredibly handsome.

[Yue An]: It seems they need to discuss something; Mo Shu and the others have gone to a meeting.

[Shu Zao]: I just woke up. I went to sleep by myself. I don't know if the sentry went to the house.

[Yue An]: Oh, is that so? Is there something you're not satisfied with?

[Shuzao]: A few days of vegetarianism, to cultivate one's mind and body.

[Shuzao]: Do you have any photos?

[Yue An]: No, they said they were too busy watching.

"This... is a bit outrageous." This also piqued her curiosity.

Is it as good as "Zhou Miao"?

Mu Zhe came out and immediately saw Shu Zao—her beauty was exceptionally striking. He nudged Jiang Xun's arm with his own: "Hey, that director is looking at you. She's really bold, staring so openly."

Jiang Xun didn't look back; he was used to such stares. "Don't cause trouble. We still have discussions to continue after dinner. Don't forget why we're here."

Superficial guidance.

He's seen it all before.

After the sentry left, Shuzao turned around and found that Yue'an, who had been standing with her, was now huddled in a corner. In a flash, she understood why.

"Yue'an, there's no need to hide. I'll stand by your side if you don't want to."

"The sentinel with the dark purple hair, he hated being comforted by the guide. He came to me because of the 100% compatibility. The scenes of him being comforted were suffocating to watch."

In the video, he was writhing in pain.

It can appease, but at a great cost.

Shu Zao: Dark purple hair? I didn't notice, I was busy looking at the one with horns.

It was just as strange as when she first saw Elizabeth with three eyes.

Shuzao hugged Xian Yue'an: "He won't become your personal sentinel, believe me."

会议 室

"Jiang Xun, lend me your face for a few days, I'm going to have a serious talk with her." Mu Zhe said lewdly.

Jiang Xun asked expressionlessly, "Do you want me to tear it off and stick it on your face?"

Why are you still talking about it now? Did Mu Zhe really take a liking to him?

After they finished eating, they went straight back to the conference room and didn't go anywhere else.

When Qing Chu entered the room, he was surprised to find that there were two sentries who arrived at the conference room even faster than him.

Mu Zhe, seeing that it was Qing Chu—the commander of this white tower—joked, "The other white tower guides are more reserved around Jiang Xun, but one of your white tower guides is practically obsessed with him."

Qingchu sat down and raised an eyebrow: "Green hair?"

"Uh, how did you know? You saw it too?" Qing Chu went out at the same time as them?

"That Chun Chun likes to join in the fun, there's no way she'd be interested in Jiang Xun."

Shuzao's temperament was well-known in the White Tower; there were very few sentries or guides arguing around her.

Because she would actually find a safe spot to stand and watch with great interest.

"That's an understatement. Jiang Xun is an authority on looks."

Qingchu took a sip of water and closed her eyes to rest: "Everyone in the White Tower knows she's a gossip. Fuyuan, Xingyao, and Elisai are her personal sentinels."

These three are attendees at the meeting; Mu Zhe has met them before.

"Oh...I see. I still think Jiang Xun's face is more perfect." Actually, Mu Zhe believed it when Qing Chu blurted out "green hair".

An officially certified gossip guide, Qingchu has no reason to lie to him.

Qing Chu opened her eyes and added, "She's more curious about new things." Who told Jiang Xun to have two horns on his forehead?

And the shape is weird!

Jiang Xun understood Qing Chu's words, and he turned to ask Mu Zhe, "Do you want to say anything more?"

"I'm not answering anymore, I'm not answering anymore. Good looks are just a negligible advantage for Brother Xun."

On the 88th floor, Shu Zao stood, while her sentry sat.

She and Yue'an returned with their sentries. After dinner, they told her about what happened at the meeting.

"Participating in the cleanup of heavily polluted areas? Are all three of you going?"

Xingyao: "I don't need to go. All the sentinels going this time are SSS-level sentinels, with abilities that are more offensive and defensive."

If Zhou Miao hadn't been "soaking" there, he would have gone too.

Fu Yuan: "I need to go."

Elizabeth: "I am the one who gave the order from the central city that I must go."

To sum up all that nonsense, he said his abilities can play a crucial role at critical moments.