Popular Guide: S-Class Sentinels All Want to Monopolize Me Chapter 46

Chapter 46: He Was Pretending 

Shen Ji suddenly stood up from the bed. The collar on his neck beeped an alarm.

“Yasuo, I know clearly what a Sentinel with out-of-control spiritual power becomes. Your Fifth Squad operates in the most severely polluted areas all year round; you should understand my feelings very well. I just don’t want to become a pile of rotting flesh without thought.”

The man’s voice became more and more urgent. The alarm on his neck flashed red light again and again. Yasuo quietly condensed his spiritual power, staring alertly at the man in front of him.

“I don’t want to become like that. That little Guide, she can save me. Help me. I can give you whatever you want, as long as you bring her to me.”

Shen Ji pounced forward like a madman, his hands tightly gripping Yasuo’s wrists. Yasuo flung his hands off fiercely, retreated half a step, his eyes turning cold.

“Shen Ji, you’re crazy.”

“I’m not crazy!”

The collar at his neck rang frantically. The sound of triggers being pulled outside the door was exceptionally distinct. He knew the Sentinels outside were waiting—waiting for Shen Ji to completely lose his reason, then charge in directly…

And destroy him.

“Shen Ji, calm down.”

After all, they were comrades for many years. He didn’t want him to end up like that.

“I just want to live…”

Shen Ji’s voice lowered, carrying a trace of desperate fragility.

“Yasuo, we are the same kind. We both know clearly that Sentinels, who look majestic in the eyes of the outside world and are regarded as saviors of humanity, have actually always been tools of the White Tower. When broken, they should be thrown away. That little Guide is our only chance.”

The alarm sound at his neck quieted down bit by bit. The chaotic footsteps outside the door returned to calm. The sudden silence inside and outside the room made Yasuo find it funny.

Shen Ji was right about one thing. They were merely tools.

“Heh heh~ Hahaha…”

The man suddenly laughed unbridledly. The low voice wandered in the empty surroundings, echoing cloyingly in the ears. Yasuo frowned in dissatisfaction.

“You were pretending just now.”

Yasuo’s tone was certain. This was too careless. When had he ever seen Shen Ji panic? His various performances just now were all feigned to deceive him.

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Seeing he really fell for it, he began to mock unscrupulously. Yasuo tilted his head irritably, re-gathering spiritual power. The aura around him was unreasonably irritable, as if it could ignite in the next second.

“Don’t rush. If I didn’t put on such a show, how could I make you put yourself in my shoes and understand some things?”

The sound of reptiles climbing came from around. A flood dragon slid out from under the bed. Pale purple mist surrounded it. Yasuo narrowed his eyes.

“Put away your disgusting aura.”

Shen Ji waved his hand nonchalantly. The next second, the purple aura surrounding the flood dragon dissipated cleanly.

“Don’t be nervous. As far as I know, did your spiritual power undergo a riot during this mission?”

Unknown high-level pollutants suddenly appeared in the Deep Abyss, comparable to the two Mo Xiao encountered. Mo Xiao had Su Tang’s company to return safely. But Yasuo didn’t bring a Guide. The price he paid to stand so steadily in front of him could be imagined.

Yasuo paused. He hadn’t written this matter in the report, nor reported it to the White Tower. Shen Ji, this guy who never stepped out and was supervised to this extent—how did he know? He re-evaluated Shen Ji’s intelligence network in his heart.

“Don’t be surprised.”

Shen Ji smiled.

“You know the capability of my intelligence network. I didn’t invite you here to talk about these things anyway. Yasuo, I believe you know better than anyone that you and I, as well as Mo Xiao and Zhan Ye—we Super S-Class Sentinels carry a ticking time bomb on us since birth.”

Shen Ji picked up the water cup on the table aside with elegant movements. His fingers circled nimbly at the rim of the cup. The next second, his fingertips reached into the cup wall and exerted slight force. Clear water flowed over his fingertips, dripping tick-tock onto the floor.

“But what about now? Mo Xiao has already found the remote control to control his time bomb. As far as I know, Zhan Ye has also touched the edge. What about you? Yasuo, do you plan to drain away like this until the day you lose control and let your neck wear this kind of thing too?”

He pointed to the collar on his neck, the mockery in his tone undisguised.

Yasuo’s brows furrowed tighter. Shen Ji’s words were like needles, accurately piercing the place he cared about most.

No one felt his spiritual riot more than himself. In these few missions, his spiritual power became more and more uncontrollable. Sometimes, just standing in an area with slightly higher pollution value, an impulse to destroy everything would uncontrollably surge in his heart.

Seeing Yasuo’s expression waver, Shen Ji continued.

“Your Fifth Squad has always executed the most dangerous missions, and your squad members are depleted the fastest among all teams. Even if you don’t think for yourself, are you going to let your team members fall to that kind of end one after another?”

No, of course he didn’t want that.

The Fifth Squad’s missions could be called the most dangerous in the White Tower. Every time they returned from a mission, they would lose a few comrades. Over time, the personalities of the Sentinels in the team became increasingly strange.

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Yasuo clenched his fists tight.

“So you want to drag me down with you?”

“Let me rob Mo Xiao’s Guide to help you extend your life?”

“Not rob, cooperate.”

Shen Ji corrected.

“To tell you the truth, I tested that little Guide’s spiritual power. To Sentinels, it is an irresistible temptation. I know clearly she can help us.”

Shen Ji leisurely told Yasuo all the information he had mastered. The bait had been cast; how to choose was that little cat’s concern.

He believed Yasuo wouldn’t disappoint him.

Yasuo didn’t speak. He turned and pushed open the door. He didn’t want to listen to Shen Ji anymore. Those words were like poisonous vines, winding around his heart bit by bit, carrying irresistible poison, making him upset and agitated.

“Yasuo.”

Before the iron door was closed, the man’s last sentence came out.

“Think carefully. Will you continue to let the time bomb stay on you, or seize the only chance to live…”

Yasuo didn’t look back, slamming the door as he left.

The cold aura in the corridor hit his face but couldn’t dispel the irritability in his heart.

The black cat on his shoulder rubbed his neck uneasily. Affected by its master’s emotions, it also felt increasingly irritable, its sharp claws constantly disturbing its master’s neat collar.

“Get down.”

Yasuo brushed the black cat off his shoulder, his brows tightly furrowed, his gaze sweeping coldly over the spiritual power detection instruments hanging in the corridor one by one.

Until he walked out of the Second Squad’s range, his heart couldn’t stop recalling Shen Ji’s last sentence.

Damn it!

That poisonous snake was truly a good hand at bewitching people’s hearts.

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