Wizard he really doesn't want to roll [Rebirth]

The bottle in Nicola's hand kept shining, shining brighter than the memory fragments on the waists of Lu Jinchao and Lin Xiaoming, probably the memory he remembered most clearly.

Lin Xiaoming stretched out his hand, and the moment his fingertips touched the bottle, countless images flooded into his mind.

Nikola's various experiences in the Amei galaxy were displayed in front of his eyes one by one.

Those confidential actions and information were kept in the safest depths of the picture, hidden together with him in the belly of the snake. Lin Xiaoming looked all the way through, and there was nothing lost in the process, which was extremely detailed.

The information coveted by the Dogon people was brought back to them after all.

The last memory related to this is in the cell where Lin Xiaoming rescued him.

But... there's something else in the bottle.

As soon as the screen turned, the scene of the second part of Grenisu appeared in front of him, and many people in uniform stood in front of him, waiting for his inspection.

The officers around him said to him: These are new clerks, and most of them are ordinary people.

The anaconda smelled something, and moved towards a certain direction, and finally stopped at a person's feet, raised its head, and gently touched that person's leg.

So Nicola couldn't help but glance over there. The new man was wearing a pair of thick black-rimmed glasses, and was staring ahead like everyone else.

He looks really ordinary, he belongs to the kind of people who can't be found in a second, even staring at him for three seconds, and then looking away, can't remember what he looks like look.

This is a good seedling for a spy.

Nikola looked away, and after a few seconds, he looked over again. The anaconda had already climbed up the newcomer's legs and onto his back, and even the officers beside him couldn't help but look sideways.

And that person finally seemed to have some kind of uncomfortable feeling, but because he was still in the parade and couldn't move around, he pursed his lips slightly and endured it.

Nicola called up the list of personnel on the virtual screen, glanced at it twice, then raised his head: "Cromwell Humphrey, come out."

The man immediately took a step forward, and his voice was also flat: "Here!"

Ordinary people who don't attract much attention, with an ordinary face and an ordinary voice, may be a good candidate.

But before really becoming a spy, some experience and experience are needed.

Just do a civilian job for a while.

Lin Xiaoming understood that this was the first time Nicola met Cromwell, everything was just like Cromwell's face, very ordinary, even boring.

But since then, Nicola has thought about training Cromwell as a spy.

The scene twisted and changed again, the light dimmed, and the surroundings turned into a somewhat dark and small rental house.

But the sentinel was able to see things clearly even in the dark, and the sound of footsteps gradually followed the stairs, and finally stopped at the door, and then there was the sound of the door being opened.

Cromwell came in with his head down, changed his shoes at the entrance, and threw his briefcase against the wall. He looked quite tired, and he was about to go straight to the bedroom without even turning on the light.

However, the anaconda had already come to his feet, quickly climbed up Cromwell's back, and intimately approached his lover whom he hadn't seen for a month.

Cromwell trembled all over before finally looking towards the sofa here.

"...I want to sleep." His voice was hoarse.

"Okay." The owner of the memory stood up, but it was such a simple action that touched Cromwell's sensitive nerves. He took a step back and hit the wall, roaring unbearably:

"Damn it, I'm a human being! A real human being! Not a tool to satisfy your low-level desires! Get out of my house! Let me sleep!"

Every word was remembered very clearly, Lin Xiaoming quietly looked at everything in his memory, but not long after, he heard Cromwell snort coldly.

"He is younger than you, more talkative than you, and much more normal than you! Maybe he has a better life than you."

Lin Xiaoming: ……………

Of course he knew that the "other" in Cromwell's mouth meant himself who was on a mission with him. Did such a wonderful thing happen that night?

Nicola was not angry, he told Cromwell that he was about to go on a dangerous mission, and said that he was grateful for the information obtained from this mission.

Under Cromwell's watchful eyes, Nicola asked him if he had anything to say to himself.

"No." Cromwell's voice was cold, "I wish you success in your mission."

The picture gradually blurred and slowly dissipated, and all the memories in the bottle were read by Lin Xiaoming.

Those are the important information that Nicola bought with his life, the first meeting with Cromwell, and the farewell that was not at all romantic at the end.

Lin Xiaoming was not indifferent to the extreme, and being with Lu Jinchao made Lin Xiaoming finally able to understand his feelings, so he would more or less resonate with him.

But just like what Lu Jinchao said, no matter how bad Cromwell's attitude towards him was, it was normal, and it was all his own fault that Nicola fell into the situation he is today.

After experiencing so many twists and turns, Lin Xiaoming knows very well that communication is the best way to resolve all conflicts than silence and concealment in the name of protection.

Lu Jinchao didn't ask Lin Xiaoming what he saw in the bottle, just as Lin Xiaoming respected his work, he must also respect Xiaoming's work content.

While nourishing Nicola's projection with spiritual power, the guide continued to mend the collapsed sky.

As time passed by, Lu Jinchao clearly felt that with the injection of his spiritual power, Nicola's condition was improving.

At least the mental projection is no longer as illusory as it was at the beginning, as if it could disappear in the next second at any time.

This consumes a lot of mental power. After confirming that Nicola will not disappear for the time being, Lu Jinchao finally withdrew his mental power and took a short rest.

He untied the memory fragments hanging around his waist and placed them on the ground around him that had been purified to a normal color. Those memories quickly penetrated into the soil as if they were alive, and after a few seconds, tender shoots emerged and began to grow.

Be part of the rainforest again.

It's just that if you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard for anyone to think that the content in the memory is... like that.

Lu Jinzhao couldn't help exhaling, the water film had already cleaned Nicola's body, and with the nourishment of the guide's spiritual power, the wound healed quickly.

"You have to treat Cromwell better in the future." Lu Jinchao whispered, "He can't see your mental reaction, and he doesn't know what you are thinking. No matter how tough you are, it will only make people more and more scared. He has always wanted to run away from you, you know that."

"There is already a difference in status between the two of you, and it is easy to turn things into coercion by taking advantage of your dominant position. Since you really care about it, why don't you show it?"

Nicola's eyes were closed tightly, he was still in a deep sleep, and he didn't know if he could hear Lu Jinchao's words.

"He's always been like this, and I don't think he can change it." Lin Xiaoming seemed to be sure that Nicola, who was in a coma, would not know what happened around him, and was quite reckless.

"This is your partner and boss. Don't you feel uncomfortable seeing them like this?"

"It's none of my business, as long as you don't delay your work."

Sure enough, it was Lin Xiaoming's answer, Lu Jinchao laughed and said nothing.

But yes, it was useless for him to whisper [-] words into Nicola's ear. This was a matter between Nicola and Cromwell, and the parties needed to resolve it by themselves.

Nicola is out of danger, so there is no need to be so anxious. Lu Jinchao intends to slowly repair his mental image, while waiting for Nicola to wake up, and then take him to the "well" and leave the image.

The sky was lifted back little by little, and returned to its original state. The dazzling scarlet color slowly faded away under the washing of the rain, and all the leaves that had been corroded with countless holes fell to the ground and turned into silt, clearing out the mental image.

The rainwater flowed in along the holes in the stone, instantly killing the parasitic black unknown creatures. The color of the blood pool gradually became lighter, and the shattered memories floating in it shone like streamers.

The planted memory tree grew rapidly, and soon produced lush branches and leaves, covering the three of them below.

The dying anaconda also regained its strength, moved to Nikola's side, stretched out its scarlet snake letter and touched his cheek.

Water nourishes all things.

Lin Xiaoming looked at everything around him. A new world was being born under the command of Lu Jinchao. Chaos and excess were corrected, fear and despair melted like ice and snow, blood was diluted, and the sky and rivers became clear and clean again. More plants grow out to replace those that have long since died.

It's like a miracle.

For such a long time, what he is good at is destroying, he is a blade capable of cutting everything, and achieves the goal with destruction, blood and death.

Lu Jinchao was completely different from him.

Perhaps this is the reason why sentinels and guides live together. Destruction and repair are mutually exclusive and blend with each other, eventually forming a delicate balance.

"Take a break." When the sky was completely clear, Lu Jinchao relaxed, and there were only a few details left. Nicola's picture was damaged too badly, and he wasted a lot of strength, so he had to rest for a while.

The rainforest was about to recover, and Lu Jin looked around, filled with a strong sense of satisfaction.

He is indeed valuable, and no one can replace this value.

Lin Xiaoming's hand kept pressing on his leg, and quickly moved to his lips, touching the corner of Lu Jin's lips.

Lu Jin turned to look at him:?

In the eyes of the sentinel, he saw a dark tide that was not unfamiliar.

Lu Jin's eyes widened, and he grabbed his collar subconsciously: "Wait, wait a minute!"

But Lin Xiaoming was faster than him, and the sentinel just picked the first button with a flick of his finger.

The neck and collarbone are displayed in front of the eyes, both of them are spiritual projections, but they feel similar to the real body, and even because of every contact, there will be a fusion of spiritual power, bringing stimulation from the depths of the soul.

They are in Nicola's spiritual landscape, with a large amount of spiritual power of others as an insulating medium, it is difficult to arouse bonding heat.

That means if here...

Lu Jin also had similar thoughts in his mind, but he never thought of putting it into practice, after all, it was too out of morals.

Playing "Mortal Kombat" in someone else's mental picture, and it's still in the mental picture of Lin Xiaoming's boss...

But Lin Xiaoming was obviously not afraid at all. He leaned forward and touched Lu Jin's lips, just sticking to each other, asking for his consent.

Lu Jinchao is still hesitating, Lin Xiaoming's meaning is very obvious, Nikola is now in a coma, and there is a high probability that he will not remember what happened in the picture, and because of the high degree of fusion between the two, they are destined to be unable to make further progress in physical contact.

This is the best chance.

Thinking of this, Lu Jin made up his mind. Now they are all burdened with many things, and they don't know that they will have to wait until the year of the monkey when they can stand in front of everyone in an open and aboveboard union.

Anyway, he and Nikolai didn't know each other at all, so what were they afraid of.

Lu Jinchao raised his hand to press the back of Lin Xiaoming's hand, and bit his lip lightly.

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