hunting light

Ian was very curious: "Apart from me, does anyone else have this ability?"

Guangji said: "In the current human race, Omega and a small part of Beta have the ancient guide gene, but most of them are recessive. A very small number of people will awaken the ability of guide, but the level is very low. They will compare Ordinary people are more sensitive, and can help people to channel negative emotions to a certain extent. Therefore, most of them will be engaged in medical care, education, and charity-related industries. In the military camp, there are four low-level guides with grades around B and C. One One is a priest, and three are psychological counselors."

"I have the impression." Asura interjected, "There is a priest Collins in the barracks, who is also an Omega. Before Ian came, he was the most popular priest. The soldiers all regarded him as a male god. Just because he does consulting work It is very good, very caring, and can relieve the distress of the soldiers."

"Yes," Guangji said, "he is a B-level guide, and he is also the highest-level guide in the barracks except Ian. But compared to Ian, he is like an ant to an elephant. And because people Because of this evolution and the chronology of civilization, people lack understanding of the ability to guide. They don't even know the attributes of their own ability, and there are widespread abuses."

"I think they are all very proud of their abilities." Asura said with a hoarse smile, "That Father Collins is still interested in Leon. He took the initiative to find Leon several times before, caring about his psychological state, always I want to consult him. Don't worry, Father Ian. Our Leon refused him very decisively. His loyalty to you will definitely stand the test..."

"Why am I different?" Ian immediately asked Guangji, "Is this related to my life experience?"

"Yes." Guang Ji said, "You have the oldest and most orthodox guide gene. From the moment you were conceived, you were destined to become a guide of light."

Ian pondered for a while, and asked the guess in his heart: "Am I... a descendant of a light guide...or, a replicant."

"I can't answer this question." Guang Ji said, "But in my memory chip, there is a related message: You are the heir of the Light Guide. Similarly, Leon is also the heir of the Dark Sentinel."

Ian asked another bold guess: "If I can perceive and channel, does that mean that I can also manipulate human thoughts in reverse?"

Guang Ji said: "As long as you are strong enough, in theory, yes."

"Wow!" Asura whispered, "This is a very awesome ability! Controlling people's thinking is equivalent to controlling the core program of the mecha, which can make human beings completely obey you."

"But it's only theoretical." Ian grasped the point.

"Yes." Guang Ji said, "Controlling people's thinking requires an extremely powerful ability. Even if it is a light guide, it will exhaust its own energy. And if it is resisted by the other party, the guide's spiritual net will collapse, causing Anesthesia, even schizophrenia. I suggest you choose to use a long, subtle way to influence and guide human thinking."

"Energy is conserved." Ian laughed, "There has never been any ability that is eternally powerful without negative effects."

Guangji also searched for some information on how to scientifically use and train his guiding ability in his broken memory fragments, for Ian's reference.

According to the guidance in the information, Ian began to use his abilities systematically.This indescribable sixth sense fascinated him so much that he almost forgot that there was no news about Leon who was still "wanted at large".

And the counseling from the light guides is far from comparable to that of ordinary people or low-level guides.

The effect of Father Mitchell's consultation is almost immediate. In just half an hour of consultation, people can feel obviously relaxed.

"It's like a piece of paper covered in front of my eyes has been lifted."

"Move away the mountain that has been pressing on my heart for a long time!"

The soldiers exchanged joy after class, all unbelievable.

The soldier with the most serious problems Ian has ever received was a veteran who was punished by the military for fighting with his superiors and ordered him to come for psychological counseling.

He was twice as old as Ian, and he was as vicissitudes as a pillar carved with knife marks. He was vicious, irritable, and guarded, with eyes like a wolf who hated strangers.

He obviously didn't trust the young Wenxiu's priest, and he chose Ian only because he had offended all the other consultants, and only Ian, the newcomer, was willing to accept his appointment.

"You don't know anything but God, Father." The veteran said straight to the point, "I'm hopeless, I know. Even Father Collins has given up on me. But I've already given up on the Lord anyway. You just have to let me sit here for half an hour and sign this form."

"I can understand." Ian nodded very accommodatingly, "Then let's chat casually."

So for the next half an hour, Ian just chatted with him everywhere.No talk about the military discipline the veteran had violated, no talk about his past experiences, and no talk about his views on religion.

After talking for 10 minutes, the veteran's expression had obviously softened, and the invisible thorns on his body were slowly falling down.

By No. 20 minutes, he had already begun to talk to Ian about his divorced husband and a pair of children taken away by his ex-husband.He talked about the farm in his hometown and his dreams.

By the end of the counseling session, the veteran sat on the couch with his hands covering his tear-stained cheeks.

"Are you a god?" the veteran asked.

"No." Ian said gently, "I'm just a servant of God, Captain. But I know that God hasn't given up on you. He doesn't give up on any of his people."

In just two weeks, more than half passed quickly, and Leon's return date has not yet been announced, but Ian's consultation class for the next month has been fully booked by the soldiers who came here admiringly.

Ian did not increase his class hours like other priests and counselors.He still set aside enough time to go to the military medical department to receive first aid training in the field every day, go to church to pray, and help out in the refugee camp with other priests.

I don't know if I was distracted by the busy work, or as Guangji said, the vent that night played a role.In the past few days, Ian felt that his body was obviously much lighter than before.Most of the nameless restlessness disappeared, and the migraine also improved significantly.

It's better for Leon to get out of the way, Ian thought, he can finally start his inhibitor reduction plan.

In the past few days, Ian could only occasionally recall that night, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.He didn't even use inhibitors, and suppressed the agitation with perseverance and a cold bath.

Leon didn't dare to contact Ian, and Ian didn't intend to contact him at all.

On the contrary, Leon couldn't bear it at all, and secretly contacted Asura every day, asking him to protect (monitor) Ian's report.

"Did Ian mention me today?" Leon would ask this every day.

"No." Asura said.

"Again? Did he mention it and you didn't notice?"

"How is it possible? Can I follow the priest every step of the way? He is busy with work and doesn't think of you at all!"

Leon was dressed in a camouflage uniform, squatting in the front field in disgrace: "Then is he in good health? Is there..."

"You want to ask him if he has taken care of himself, you perverted boy!" Asura mocked mercilessly, "Please, Leon, I'm a gentleman, how could I monitor the priest's bedroom life!"

"I wanted to ask if he was harassed by other Alphas." Leon said with a blank expression.

"Isn't it annoying enough to have you?" Asura said, "But if you don't come back, I can't guarantee it."

"I want to come back too!" Leon said angrily, "How could I leave my post without completing the task?"

"Then it's useless for you to worry about these things." Asura rolled his eyes and hung up the communication voluntarily.

Leon, as the first pilot in history whose communication was hung up by his own mecha extension, ran away for 5 minutes.

When Ian went to the hospital for a follow-up visit, Dr. Cameron said happily: "It seems that you have listened to my opinion, Father. Your data this time is much better than last time. I hope you can persist, whether it is taking medicine, Or…exercise.”

The heat on Ian's face finally subsided when he returned to the consultation area of ​​the Military Medical Department.

"Father Mitchell." A slender priest called Ian with a haughty expression, "Can I take a moment of your time?"

"Father Collins." Ian bowed to him, "Of course. Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Actually, you have."

Father Collins was slightly shorter than Ian, and ten years older than him. He was an Omega with brown hair and blue eyes and a handsome face.He has a lot of experience in the military medical department, and he holds a relatively high position in the local Holy See branch, and he is also very popular among the soldiers—of course, this was all before Ian entered the military medical department.

"I have a client who came to consult, Colonel Pat. I found out that he canceled his appointment with me and booked your class instead." Collins said in a strong tone, "I hope you can cancel his appointment and persuade him to come back. Come to me."

Ian was puzzled: "I haven't interviewed this colonel yet. Is there any special reason why I can't receive him?"

"He is my regular client." Collins obviously explained to Ian patiently, "I have been consulting with him for almost a year, and I know him very well, and he has made great progress with me. But he probably heard some..."wonderful" rumors about you recently, so he suddenly chose you. I understand his eagerness for success, but if we change consultants like this, even if we are not professional psychologists, we just choose you. Father. None of his treatment will do him any good."

"I'm afraid I can't agree with you, Father Collins." After hearing this, Ian gently but resolutely rejected the other party, "Consultants have always had the right to change consultants at any time. Even in churches, believers can choose priests at will. Confession. We are all God’s servants, priests, and the world communicates with God through us. It doesn’t make any difference whether you, me, or other priests.”

Father Collins' face was as cloudy as a rainy day.

"Your arrogance and ambition are beyond my expectation, Father Mitchell!" He said coldly, and raised his voice, "I don't know what trick you used to subdue the hearts of those soldiers. But I can't I don’t question your means. Those poor soldiers, in order to get rid of the pain in their hearts as soon as possible, were hungry and hungry, fell into your trap, and mistakenly believed that you would be their angel of salvation..."

"Please pay attention to your words, Father!" Ian also turned cold, with a stern expression on his face, and shouted, "Everything I do can withstand the light of the Holy Light. There are also videos of consultation sessions, you can Read and check. If you suspect that I have used some illegal method for consultation, then report me with evidence. It is said in the Holy Light, 'Secretary suspicion is poison that has been imported.'. Please Do it yourself!"

Father Collins gave Ian a sharp look: "Of course I will find out your tricks. Don't think that you can escape questioning and trial because you are a priest with a little reputation. You use this shady method to get your qualifications , do you really think you can succeed?"

Ian looked at the back of Collins rushing away angrily, confused.

"You have completely challenged Collins' authority, Father Mitchell." A military doctor smiled, "Before you came, he was the priest most respected by soldiers here. Many soldiers even wooed him— —Of course he refused. But these things are not less publicized."

"These are some ridiculous things." Ian couldn't help but laugh, "The first commandment is abstinence!"

"Aren't these old rules?" The military doctor shrugged disdainfully, "There are quite a few young men who are jealous of Father Collins. But that Colonel Pat came from an old family that was very influential in the church. Collins has always Flattering around him, hoping to use his relationship to climb up in the church."

Ian also knew that the experience of serving in the frontline barracks is a very powerful bonus item in the qualifications of the clergy.If you perform outstandingly, you can even be promoted across levels.It is no exaggeration to call this job a springboard for the rise of the priesthood.

It turned out that I unintentionally blocked the way of others.

"I'm with you, Father Mitchell." The military doctor smiled. "We've had enough of Collins' little bantam's squinting eyes. Don't give up!"

Ian never expected that he would be involved in the church's job competition in the military camp.This made his originally busy but simple work suddenly become subtle.

"Asura, do you know when Leon will come back?" Ian finally asked this question for the first time in many days.

Ian suddenly felt that although he was fully capable of dealing with this situation, he still wanted to hear Leon's opinion.Or, just want to talk to him.

"Oh, his mission has just been postponed." Asura said regretfully, "Do you want to talk to him? I can call you secretly, without going to the military headquarters to be monitored. You can whisper to him. !"

Ian: "...No need."

On the second day after Collins declared war on Ian, an uninvited guest arrived at the Magdeburg military area.

Ian vaguely sensed him when the opponent's spaceship landed almost on the ground, but it was a bit unbelievable.He felt that the other party was gradually approaching, entered the military area, and stopped not far from his office.

It wasn't until people from the military department came to invite Ian to visit that Ian finally confirmed his guess.

In the VIP room of the military headquarters, an old man wearing a dark red robe and a black belt smiled kindly and warmly at the young priest who walked in.

"Ian, my boy!"

Ian walked up to him quickly, bowed and kissed the magic ring on the old man's finger.

"Thank the Lord for allowing me to see you again, and to see that your body is still healthy, Archbishop Xiali."

The author has something to say: Gouzi is still a guest star in this chapter.

After the priest finishes slapping his face and upgrades a bit, he can steal a few more mouthfuls.