Transmigrated into a villainous guide who picks up bargains, a useless person is transformed into a

Haina showed no fear whatsoever; she was extremely careful in killing Lu Weiliang.

Although she stirred up trouble online, those accounts were all bought through the black market, and she couldn't be traced at all.

Moreover, she never revealed her real name to Bai Jian, and even the low-level trolls in the group who followed her lead didn't know whether she was male or female.

It's fair to say that StarNet has virtually no evidence against her.

Hannah crossed her arms, leaned back in her chair, and asked the sentry, "Where's the evidence?"

Zhao Fu was taken aback by these words. He thought to himself, "Haina has such a good mentality. Even with the sentry staring at the door, she can still act so innocent."

The sentry had approached him more than ten minutes earlier and shown him the relevant evidence; otherwise, as a station chief, he would never have allowed the sentry to take away his subordinate guide in broad daylight.

He's retiring in just over ten days; he's always causing trouble.

Zhao Fu scratched his head and earnestly advised, "Haina, the law stipulates that sentries are not allowed to arrest guides without evidence. You are an excellent guide in our station. I advise you to cooperate and strive for leniency."

Haina merely glanced at Zhao Fu, completely ignoring him.

This pig's nonchalant attitude made Zhao Fu serious as he recalled the time his appointment was canceled without reason last time.

He said coldly, "Director Haina, there are relevant regulations at the station that directors cannot cancel their duties without cause." Zhao Fu projected the information from his personal terminal into the air: "For the past half month, your duty panel has been blank. During the fifteen days you were absent from work, two F-level sentries died because of you. I am unilaterally terminating your contract in the name of the station chief. From now on, you are no longer a director of the 076 Dust Control Station."

After saying that, Zhao Fu let out a long sigh of relief; his pension was saved.

Hina may be love-struck, but she's definitely not stupid.

In the blink of an eye, he understood the pros and cons.

The reason she was so arrogant was because she had the protection of the guidance station. Now that the guidance station has withdrawn, she is just a wild guide with no foundation.

Therefore, the only option is to plead guilty first.

But it's okay.

Interstellar law is exceptionally lenient towards guides. For a crime like hers, the maximum penalty is three months of exile to a garbage planet. Moreover, as long as she repents and shows a good attitude, or if she pulls strings, she should be released in less than ten days.

Turning herself in before things escalate is the best course of action for her.

She'll leave here first, and then come back to play with Lu Weiliang slowly.

Henna gracefully extended her hands: "Go ahead and clasp."

Now, the guides who had been bullied by Hina finally got their revenge. They posted the video of Hina's arrest online, which resulted in a large number of sentries who had been deceived by her.

The reason Haina is so rich is that she makes money online under the guise of counseling. She adds the contact information of the sentinels and then blocks them after receiving the counseling money.

Because each transfer was less than 50,000, most of the sentries just accepted their bad luck.

Even though a few sentries tried to quell the rebellion, it all came to nothing in the end.

……

With White Sword and Hena imprisoned, the Imperial Sentinels resumed their operations.

In order to thoroughly crack down on those extremist sentinels, Yoru Miyako issued a strict order to the relevant departments to arrest all of them within a day, educate them, and then release them.

Tonight is destined to be extraordinary.

All of this had nothing to do with Lu Weiliang. She was too tired during the day and was currently sleeping soundly in her soft blankets.

Sha Ling cautiously peered through the doorway, and only after hearing the soft murmurs of a sleeping voice inside did she leave with peace of mind.

He braced himself against the window frame with one hand, leaped down, and instantly disappeared into the night.

……

Meanwhile, the Central Military Region.

Yan Zhigao, carrying a thermos tied with a bow, waited early at the entrance of the conference room, craning his neck and looking around expectantly.

The aroma of roasting wafted out from the cracks in the box from time to time. Yan Zhigao took a deep sniff and felt a surge of smug satisfaction.

I really want to ask the Magic Mirror, who is the most considerate adjutant in the world?

The answer is, of course, himself.

In order to ease the cold relationship between his master and his wife, he specially asked Lu Weiliang for a serving of sweet and sour crispy potatoes in his capacity as commander.

He just hoped that the two of them could live a good life, so that he would have the chance to eat the dishes cooked by the director.

Soon, Xizelu finished his last meeting of the day and dragged his tired body out of the conference room.

Yan Zhigao caught a glimpse of that figure, seized the opportunity, and immediately went to meet him with the box in hand, raising his voice high.

"Sir, Director Lu specially saved some food for you. It's your favorite potato. Would you like to eat it now or go back to the office?"

That loud "Aowa!" could be heard throughout the entire floor.

Whether they were passing by outside the conference room or working in the next room, everyone was looking towards Xize Road.

The sentries in the next conference room all poked their heads out, straining their ears to listen, afraid of missing any gossip.

Yan Zhigao deliberately left the lid open, letting the aroma waft everywhere. The sentries didn't disappoint; one immediately shouted, "I recognize this smell! It's Director Lu's sweet and sour potato crisps! Wow, it smells amazing!"

The scene immediately descended into chaos.

"Oh my god, so those potatoes that Director Lu left over from his live stream were for our Commander. Oh my god, I was wondering why he didn't send them even after I spent half an hour deleting them from the chat."

"Director Lu is so considerate! I envy this kind of love so much—love born from hatred, a love that transcends all boundaries, a love that transcends all boundaries..."

"Don't be resentful. It's incredibly lucky that you're with Director Lu. If it weren't for a perfect match, how could you possibly have such a wonderful wife?"

"To be honest, I still think highly of the adults. Yan Mu is really no good. He's not as loving as the adults."

"Do you think adults, when they see their wives at night, will act cute and ask to be touched?"

"Shut up! How dare you say such a thing? Can't you see the adults' expressions are off?"

Xizelu was already in a bad state, and when he heard the sentries rambling on, his aura darkened even more. With a grim face, he said, "Chatting during work hours, twenty strokes of the cane for each of you. Execute immediately." After saying that, he turned and went back to his office.

A wail erupted from inside the building; they shouldn't have been so rude.

Yan Zhigao naturally followed along. He knew that his master's favorability towards Lu Weiliang was still in the negative range, so he didn't rush to say anything nice to Director Xiang.

Feelings need to be cultivated slowly; you absolutely cannot force them to grow too quickly, otherwise it will backfire.

He brought out the plate of potatoes and respectfully placed it on the left side of Xize Road. "Sir, I'll go prepare some other food for you. If you really don't want to eat it, you can leave it here and I'll clean it up when I get back."

"Hmm," Xize Lu responded indifferently.

After Yan Zhigao left home, he never returned.

tidy?

Impossible. He doesn't believe his own family member can endure not eating all day.

All night long, Xizelu was engrossed in handling official business and didn't even glance at the plate of potatoes.

It wasn't until midnight, when his stomach was growling with hunger, that he remembered Yan Zhigao, who had gone and never returned. He made a video call to him, but the screen showed that the other party was on another call.

Helpless, I could only turn my attention to the plate of potatoes.

Former thoughts flooded my mind.

His mother would rather feed these simple, natural foods to the dogs than give them to him.