Sentinel is not good

Pressing his fingers on the sand, Zhou Yun felt a different vibration.It is every grain of sand that is resonating.

Because of the obvious vibration, sand particles that had been destroyed into powder surrounded his hands, gradually covering the back of his hands.In the dark environment, they turned into living groups, into quicksand, trying to devour everything from outside.Zhou Yun inserted his finger under the sand, never thought that it would be warm here.

This is the power of picking, and it can maintain the temperature of sand grains in the night environment.The strong belief is to protect Xiaodiu and protect his weak spiritual body.

Xiaodiu is a snake.

The awakened person and the spiritual body have two bodies and one life, interact with each other, and have similar personalities.Snakes are good at hiding and avoiding. Zhou Yun closed his eyes and grabbed the sand vigorously.

This temperature, this vibration, is the picture that I have hidden for seven years, his home, everything about him.On the surface of the sand are all disguises, all illusions, to deceive oneself and others.That's why the irregular collapse occurs because that's not real at all.Every time the subterranean structures try to come out, they cause small earthquakes that knock them down.

Yet Picking denied his own power time and time again.

Now, Zhou Yun's fingers continue to stretch down, and both hands have penetrated into the sand. Sand, this is their home.

The golden-eyed black mamba is looking around, its belly scales are crawling while vibrating, and its snout is clinging to the sand, looking for the same kind of breath.Suddenly there was another small bag protruding in front of him, and Xiaodou showed his coffin-shaped head with sand grains on his forehead. He looked at it motionless, as if he had been waiting for it for a long, long time.

Zhou Yun's snake came around it, kept rubbing against its eyes, and lightly tapped Xiaodiu's head with its kiss, apparently angry.Xiaodiu is still invisible and not thick enough. After hatching, the length is far less than that of normal snakes. It is just a small bug.But the only thing it has learned is to hide, to hide and protect itself from any intruders.

In other words, it is waiting for itself to grow up, to grow to a sufficient length, to be strong enough, and to use venom to protect the master's real underground scene, which is its home.

The sand shook violently again, and Zhou Yun's spiritual body also got into the sand, followed the little snake, and entered a piece of darkness that belonged to the ground.With the opening of visual synaesthesia, Zhou Yun also saw another world clearly.

A world that belongs only to the underground.

At the beginning, the surroundings were all dark, and everything was blurry. Chased by the infrared heat, Zhou Yun's snake followed Xiao Diu deeper and deeper, showing how secretive the scene is.After going deeper, Xiaodiu stopped. The loose sand did not suffocate them, but the space between the sand and the sand was filled with breathable moist oxygen.

Zhou Yun blinked, the roots of the eyelashes became completely wet again, and his heart was inexplicably sore, he could see it all.He smiled, rubbed his eyelids and smiled, the only thing he taught him when he was a child was to hide, and he really hid, protecting himself very well.

The puppy is very obedient.

No wonder the guides couldn't find Xiaodiu, they must have brought in the spirit body of the snake's natural enemy, trying to find the informant's snake and torture it.But in the end, he made a wrong calculation, and Xiaodou was placed in the real shelter. Now, it has entered with its own spiritual body.

The maze-like underground bunker is hidden under his feet.

The appearance of the bunker is different from the real bunker, because Cai couldn't see clearly when he was a child, so he had to touch and imagine everything.The vision changed from being unclear to extremely clear, Zhou Yun's mental body chased after Xiaodiu's tail and entered the bunker.

The inside is also different from the empty bunker. It is the same as the maze, except black is black, but it can't stop the snake's vision.Xiaodiu led the way, waiting for the other fellows from time to time, and finally met the one he was waiting for. He happily crawled forward, wanting to claim credit and show his safe nest to the powerful fellows.

It is completely familiar with everything here, and has been sleeping here since it was a small 12 cm snake.It grows up in a safe underground, constantly sheds its skin, and gradually becomes nearly 4 meters in length, with super fast speed and a drop of deadly venom.

There is also infrared vision that can see everything clearly. This is an excellent hunting ground for snakes.It's just that now it is entangled with Zhou Yun's snake, twisting like a twist, crawling while entangled with each other, leading a powerful similar snake to find its hiding lair.

All the fear accumulated, turning Song Jian's mental image into an underground bunker, the safest place in his memory.Zhou Yun saw countless forks in the road. If Xiaodiu hadn't led the way, his own snake would not be able to find the exit, and might be trapped here for the rest of his life.

If the intruder's mental body entered, he might be directly killed by Xiao Diu at a certain corner.The scene in front of him turned again, Zhou Yun's eyelids became hot uncontrollably, his pupils dilated and then contracted, and he could see everything here clearly.

In the deepest part of the underground bunker, there is a small tent hidden.Very small, it was the one he and Jian built for the first time. They only used three wooden sticks and a large piece of cloth, picked and rubbed countless pieces of hemp rope until two little hands got blisters, and exchanged materials with Zhang Mu.

Xiao Diu finally got in with his kind, and he and his kind lay cross-legged on the same blanket.On one corner of the blanket, a cross-shaped scratch was engraved.

It's here, so it's here, Zhou Yun lowered his head, his eye sockets were filled with tears, but he didn't dare to let them fall out.Suddenly, his feet began to tremble like never before, as if that power was finally about to manifest.

Song Jian lay flat on the cold floor, countless voices broke into the ear canal, occupying his brain like arguing.Is it really someone yelling?No, my hearing is already normal, and I can't hear that much.

But where did these voices come from? It was so loud.

"S-level and A-level sentries need to fight, and use a super high loss rate in exchange for a great victory. B-level sentries are much better. They only need to pick up garbage and occasionally go to minesweeping, and they can live in peace and live until they move. the age of the city."

"When S-rank and A-rank die quickly."

"Every day sentries are killed on the battlefield, and wounded are sent down every day."

"They are going to fight. They have weapons. If you are a B-level sentinel, you only need to learn how to drive."

"Class B doesn't have to die."

Song Jian's eyes widened, and he heard those voices again, and he would listen to them every day before he really woke up.The awakened ones whose levels were determined were sent away, and more children were sent in. I don’t want to die, I can’t die, I can’t do anything, and I can’t do anything without Brother Little Wolf.

Even surviving has become a luxury.

I can't be A-level, and I can't be S-level, and I absolutely can't do dangerous work. My brother said that I am just a puppy, and a puppy doesn't need to be so strong.

The puppy only needs to be a B-level sentinel and pick up trash obediently.I can't do it myself, I really can't do it myself.

The voices became louder and louder, Song Jian frowned, and those voices disappeared again, replaced by noisy footsteps around him.A large number of sentries were assembled, and they were outside the door, waiting for the door to open, waiting for Brother Chong and himself to shoot.

They are going to kill brother, brother will bleed, be injured, and die.

The fingers started to flick, and Song Jianhe began to pant heavily, pushing his chest upwards.It was as if he had entered a tunnel, and the irresistible attraction pulled him to the bottom. When he opened his eyes again, Song Jian saw the huge desert base.

He was pulled into the mental picture by brother wolf.

Zhou Yun's feet were indeed shaking, and several times even shook him.There was the sound of wind and crackling in my ears, the sky turned from dark to bright, and a strong wind blew.

The wind is full of the fragrance of thorn flowers.

The vibrations began to intensify, and finally, the thing revealed its true colors.The powdery sand under the feet was shaken away, and the top of the underground bunker was exposed. It continued upwards, pushing up the tens of meters of sand that had covered it for seven years, and came to the ground from the darkness, like a real fortress. Huge, majestic, invincible, and firmly rooted here.The rumbling sound continued to grow louder, the yellow sand drifted away, the flying rocks were in a mess, and the underground bunker emerged from the dusty world like shaken dust.

On the intersection line between heaven and earth, a round of bright sunrise appeared.

At the same time, what started to shake was Zhou Yun's own mental image.The spiritual thread is always connected to the sentinel's body, and the mental images of the two people simultaneously initiate a large-scale resonance.

The steel base in front of Song Jian began to disintegrate.At first it was just a corner, a door, a wire, and a steel plate, and then suddenly the whole base began to shake, a self-demolition starting from the most fundamental part of the foundation.The steel began to shatter, turned into powder, and was blown away in the gust of wind. The entire base began to sink, as if there was really a hole in the ground, which could swallow a base as large as a city.

The sky is falling.

It began to collapse downwards, the sound was deafening, and it turned into a sandstorm at an extremely fast rate, weathered, shattered, and turned into flat ground before Song Jian's eyes.When the wind and sand dissipated, only a boundless yellow desert remained before Song Qian's eyes.

The steel base made of sand disappeared. This is my real spiritual picture, only the desert.Brother deceived everyone with a fake picture, matching his fake identity and background.But after all, the base is not my brother's home, and he didn't grow up there.

The images of the wolves trapped in the base finally returned to their territory and ran away towards freedom. The long howls came and went, calling each other, and passed in the desert where the edge could not be seen.

An underground bunker rises, a false mobile base falls.Their spiritual bodies are all snakes, and they are also good at hiding and disguising.

Song Jian stood up unknowingly, like a snake that just finished shedding its skin. The old skin trapped his body until he couldn't move.Because of his natural weakness and fear, he didn't dare to admit his true level, he limited his abilities and boundaries, and now he thought of everything.

Since his awakening, he was not a B-rank.I can protect my brother.

With the disappearance of self-restriction, a strange force began to flow, pouring into Song Jian's mental picture, which was his own spiritual wall, a spiritual wall that he had never dared to admit.

Zhou Yun stood at the top of the underground bunker he picked up, a full tens of meters away from the sand surface, and the two snakes crawled towards his feet at the same time.The wind continued to blow, and he felt the power of the spiritual wall repairing itself. It turned out that the puppy had fooled everyone, even himself.

No wonder he has a strong dependence on artificial guideline, and his metabolism is faster than others.Consciousness can deceive itself, but the body can't. The puppy is not a B-level from the moment of awakening.

He is an S-rank sentinel.

"Brother." Song Jian stood opposite Zhou Yun, and with his own strength, he left the desert scene.The first thing he saw when he returned to reality was the blood on Zhou Yun's neckline. He didn't have time to explore whether it was his own blood or the guide's, so Song Jian's eyes were completely black again.

The sentinel couldn't accept that his favorite guide was injured, and he couldn't even accept the possibility of injury.

Zhou Yun also retreated from the scene of Song Jian, and held Song Jian's cheeks with both hands. He didn't know whether to say that he was too timid or praise him for being timid. If Song Jian had exposed his rank at the beginning, he might have died in battle.

"Let's go home and find our wolf." In front of a row of monitors, Zhou Yun kissed Song Jian's wet forehead in front of them.

They will never be lied to again.

The author has something to say: Pick it up: It’s not that I deliberately pretended to be a B, but I never dared to admit it, I really thought I was a B...

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