black tower

Before preparing spiritual counseling for Han Jun, Zhao Hongguang was politely invited out for a while, and Natasha accompanied him.

"Don't mind, Han Jun is actually pretty good. He doesn't have the airs of a chief sentinel at all, and he is very kind to us medical staff. It's just that his condition is indeed very serious, so it's no wonder he has no intention of living." Na Tasha remained silent when she saw Zhao Hongguang coming out, thinking that the other party was secretly unhappy because of Han Jun's lack of cooperation.

"Uh, no. I didn't mind what he said, but... I was a little worried that I wouldn't be able to complete the task well." Zhao Hongguang smiled quickly. Although he was young, he was not the kind of stingy person. Well, his fat jiu is shitting everywhere in Han Jun's mental sea, so he doesn't have the nerve to mind what other people say.

Natasha also smiled softly, and she patted the young guide's shoulder lightly: "Come on, I believe you can do it. Although I don't understand what the spiritual link between the sentinel and the guide is, But you only stayed with Han Jun for one night and you made his waking time so much earlier, which shows that you must have special abilities. To be honest, I didn’t hold out hope for you at first, but now I think if anyone else can Save Han Jun, that person must be you."

"Of course I wish I could save him."

Perhaps because of Natasha's trust, Zhao Hongguang gradually gained confidence in his eyes. He turned his head to look at the slightly closed ward with emotion, and he couldn't wait to go in.

"By the way, what did he say that someone stabbed him?" Zhao Hongguang suddenly remembered something Han Jun said, and couldn't help but want to hear some news from Natasha, an insider.

As soon as Su Wei was mentioned, Natasha's beautiful face showed a trace of helplessness and sympathy. She only found out afterwards that Su Wei had volunteered to be transferred to the Black Tower Medical Center by virtue of her status as an orphan of a meritorious sentinel. , but no one thought that the other party didn't really want to come to the Black Tower to take care of those sick sentries, but wanted to use this identity to get close to the enemy she identified as Han Jun, and took the opportunity to kill the other party who was unable to resist due to medical constraints .

"Oh, that child misunderstood that Han Jun killed her father." Natasha sighed, she didn't hate that shy girl, but she couldn't believe Su Wei's words.Terrorist organizations such as Wings of Liberty have frequently been active in various safe areas in recent years. They not only kill ordinary people, but also kill government sentinels and guides who are also supernatural beings. Even closely guarded coalition government officials often become their hunting grounds. Therefore, under such circumstances, Su Wei's father died as a sentry soldier guarding the St. Nelensata area, which is sympathetic but helpless.Su Wei's girl might just be unable to find a specific target for revenge, and because of some misunderstandings, she transferred her hatred to Han Jun.

"Does it mean that the guardian was ambushed by Wings of Liberty back then? I remember that I lost a lot of high-level sentries and guides. Uncle Han also suffered from madness in that accident. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye In the past five years, I still remember that when I was studying at the Guidance Academy, the school also organized a mourning ceremony for the victims. Senior Wei Chen, the best graduate of our academy in the past 50 years and the highest-level guide in the tower area at that time, also died In this accident.” Zhao Hongguang thought of the guide who stood side by side with Han Jun back then. He was several years older than himself, and his photos often appeared in various paper or electronic publications of the school. Known for his ability to build, he even became the matchmaking guide for Han Jun, the chief sentinel at the time, and also became an untouchable legend in the hearts of their schoolmates.

Because of the lessons learned from the past, this time Lin Shaoan no longer felt relieved to let Han Jun get out of bed casually.

"Inhale, this is a short-term paralyzing gas, you won't lose consciousness, it's just temporarily difficult to move." Lin Shaoan explained, while covering Han Jun's mouth and nose with the breathing mask.

"Sorry, it looks like I really freaked you out yesterday."

Han Jun looked at Lin Shaoan who looked serious and even a little nervous, and after a muffled laugh under the breathing mask, he closed his eyes obediently and took a deep breath.

The slightly sweet gas soon invaded Han Jun's body. He had long been accustomed to the smell of various sedatives, but continued to inhale slowly obediently until it was difficult to even move his fingers.

"Okay." Lin Shaoan glanced at the value displayed on the main control platform, and confirmed the successful anesthesia of Han Jun.

After the breathing mask was removed, the medical assistants seized the time to untie Han Jun from the hospital bed, and then began to put on the restraint garment for him.

- LOCKED.

Han Jun opened his eyes slightly, numbly letting others manipulate him, his hands in the closed sleeves were fixed to his waist, and the sound from the smart lock was hopelessly calm.

"You should thank that young man. If it weren't for him, the executive committee would have planned to let you stay in the black tower until you die." Lin Shaoan leaned close to Han Jun's ear, and he saw him blink slightly, He continued, "However, the spiritual counseling this time is different from the past. If there is a backlash in the middle, we will give up on you."

Because of the medicine, it was difficult for Han Jun to open his lips. He raised the corners of his lips and smiled, which was his response to Lin Shaoan.

Lin Shaoan looked at the playful smile on Han Jun's lips, and coldly ordered the medical assistants: "Go on, remember to take care of him as well."

Can I finally choose to die when I have no use value?Before Han Jun could think clearly about this problem, the disgusting excretory pipe returned to its original position before he was ready.Although the body was paralyzed, the muscles and nerves inside the body still felt uncomfortable. After Han Jun groaned in pain, he couldn't help looking at the blurry figure outside the door.

After the short-term anesthesia was over, Han Jun was already fixed on a chair. This position made him feel much more comfortable than lying down all the time.

Lin Shaoan buried a metal electrode into the back of Han Jun's neck: "If the monitor detects that your mental state is completely out of control and tries to counterattack, the power will be sent directly from you to your brain, and within five seconds, you will Brain dead. So, even if it's for yourself, let's cooperate with this spiritual counseling."

"Is it the same for other berserk Sentinels who were euthanized? It feels pretty fast." Han Jun asked softly, even envious in his tone.

"Stop talking nonsense. Bite this, so that you don't get too mentally fluctuating and accidentally bite yourself."

Lin Shaoan couldn't see much emotion on his face, he just handed over a pair of silicone mouthguards.

Han Jun looked up at Lin Shaoan, and said two words with a half-smile: "Thank you."

Zhao Hongguang originally wanted to know more about Han Jun's situation in the black tower from Natasha, but someone called him back to the ward soon.

"It's almost ready, try to guide him spiritually." Lin Shao'an signaled Zhao Hongguang to sit down on a chair opposite Han Jun, and at the same time asked someone to turn on the shielding magnetic field to ensure that no outside world would appear during the spiritual counseling process. The interference can also prevent Han Jun's mental body from rushing out of control to a certain extent.

Zhao Hongguang looked at Han Jun who was fixed on a chair after wearing a one-piece restraint suit. The other party was biting something in his mouth, and he wore a pair of blackout sunglasses on his eyes that could not be stimulated by too much light.

"Then I'll start." Zhao Hongguang swallowed his saliva, he was a little nervous. After all, this was the first time he had provided spiritual counseling for such a high-level sentinel, and the school's holographic simulator could at most simulate an S1-level sentinel. Sentinel spirit sea only.

Han Jun nodded slightly, the slight tingling sensation from the electroacupuncture on the back of his neck made him feel very calm.

After receiving Han Jun's signal, Zhao Hongguang closed his eyes calmly, and the spiritual counseling began.

"Has it started?" Natasha asked curiously. As an ordinary person, what she saw in front of her eyes was Zhao Hongguang and Han Jun sitting face to face. less than.

"It's already started." Lin Shaoan, who was standing aside with his arms folded, gradually became serious, and the spiritual tentacles pouring out from Zhao Hongguang's body refreshed his view of this young man. Such clean and bright spiritual tentacles , and the number is so huge, it can be called a miraculous scene. Within the magnetic field, the spiritual world of Han Jun and Zhao Hongguang cannot be hidden, and the two completely different worlds are unfolding in front of Lin Shaoan one by one. It constitutes a contrast between heaven and hell. Zhao Hongguang's spiritual sea is a sea of ​​colorful flowers. The white windmill standing in the depth of the flower sea is just the firm and gentle spiritual barrier of the other party. Beyond a small piece of lawn is a burning wasteland, decadent and desolate.

The scene of the scene was quickly spread to the top floor of a certain white tower, which is also the residence of Du Wang, the highest person in charge of the tower area.

"Do you want milk tea?" Du Wang, who was wearing a nightgown, glanced at Qin Yongnian who was sitting at the dining table and asked. The old bachelor sentinel who lived next door came to his house early in the morning in the name of participating in monitoring spiritual counseling. It is clear that they are here to eat and drink.

Qin Yongnian stared at the holographic projection from the ward without blinking. He knocked on the table with one hand, and picked up the apple on the fruit plate with the other, and took a big bite.

"Add more sugar." Qin Yongnian narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly chewed the apple in his mouth, and calmly watched Han Jun struggling continuously due to the forced mental counseling.

"Is the spiritual counseling not going well?" Du Wang temporarily put down the black tea that was being boiled in the pot, and turned to look at the projection screen. However, what he cares about now is not the state of Han Jun, but the state of Zhao Hongguang. After finding out that Zhao Hongguang's future value will surpass that of the abolished Han Jun, he is no longer obsessed with preserving a legend for the St. Nelensa Tower District.

In the picture, Zhao Hongguang's forehead was covered with sweat with his eyes closed. He stacked his spiritual tentacles into waves, washing over Han Jun's burning spiritual sea over and over again, but the impact caused by the two opposite forces It brought great pain to Han Jun. He soon began to struggle continuously on the chair, and his spiritual white tiger was also writhing in pain on the lawn. Of course, Zhao Hongguang will not feel better if Han Jun is so uncomfortable. , his spiritual tentacles were constantly being burned by the powerful dark force in Han Jun's spiritual sea, and he pushed forward with difficulty.

Du Wang pondered for a moment, pressed the call switch of the wireless earbuds, and directly gave instructions to Lin Shaoan who was in charge: "Shaoan, pay attention to Zhao Hongguang's state, if he can't support Han Jun's backlash, immediately follow my previous instructions action."

"I said, anyway, Han Jun himself doesn't want to live anymore, so why bother? You don't really think that kid can cure Han Jun, do you?" Qin Yongnian stood up and took the baked bread out of the bread machine. Skillfully found the jam on the cooking table, and spread a thick layer on the bread slices.

Du Wang carefully examined the changes in Han Jun's spiritual sea in the projection screen. Although Zhao Hongguang's spiritual tentacles were pushing forward very hard, after Han Jun's spiritual sea was washed by the pure and bright waves, the scorched The wasteland has really turned green. As long as Zhao Hongguang can turn the scorched earth around Han Jun's spiritual barrier into green fields, then Han Jun's spiritual barrier will definitely be successfully repaired in the end.

"Tsk, as a senior sentinel, are you so ruthless to the younger generation? Anyway, Han Jun was picked back from the orphanage by you."

"It's not called being ruthless, it's called judging the situation. Hmph, once we sentries get mad, we're not far from useless people. For someone as proud as Han Jun, letting him live may not be kind to him." Qin Yongnian He enjoyed the jam bread by himself, then poured milk into the black tea pot and continued to boil.

Just when Du Wang was about to refute Qin Yongnian, an internal instant message came into his room.

"What's the matter?" Du Wang walked to the French window and stared at the white towers in front of him. The gloomy black tower was far away from these sacred buildings, like a thorn in the tower area.

"The prisoner of Z03 is dead. As soon as the guard who was about to take him to the safe area entered the cell, he was found lying on the bed and out of breath. According to preliminary judgment, he died yesterday." The management of the black tower came from the wireless headset. Li Jinglong, the top person in charge of the center and one of the members of the executive committee, sounded a little uneasy.