The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

As a prince, Wen Xiangyi was not always pampered. On the contrary, he had strong practical experience. Most of the time when he was not in class, he took on tasks from the royal family to kill Zerg, sometimes for research needs and sometimes for the shell materials of mechas.

The back shell of the Zerg is made of hard material, which is a rare material for mechas, and many mecha masters tend to use it. But most of the time, due to the strong aggressiveness of the Zerg, the difficulty of catching, the group life, and the natural fear of humans towards the Zerg, this kind of mecha shell is hard to come by.

Wen Xiangyi's mission was mostly to serve the Imperial Academy of Sciences, assisted by the frontier military.

This time, the injury was caused by a moment of carelessness, when he was cut by the Zerg's limbs. If the Zerg had died one second later, Wen Xiangyi would have been infected with the mental toxin, which would immediately destroy his mental body, weakening it, and causing the poisoned person to faint indefinitely until his mental body dissipated.

A guide or sentinel who loses his spiritual body will undoubtedly become a useless person and is at risk of mental breakdown at any time. The former cannot receive spiritual counseling, and the latter cannot accept spiritual counseling.

For the Sentinels, their powerful mental strength and aggressiveness make mental counseling indispensable. Under conventional wisdom, a Sentinel without a spiritual body will simply become an ordinary person, but in fact, a Sentinel without a spiritual body is like a living person whose soul has been extracted. He will only fall into infinite fear and loss, suffer a mental breakdown, and end his own life.

Even though he had just experienced such a dangerous thing, Wen Xiangyi still smiled happily, looking at him with sparkling eyes. His light brown eyes were deep and distant, as if they had passed through time and were falling on an old friend.

Ling Si took a step to the side, causing Wen Xiangyi, who was half weighed down by his body, to stagger. "Should I praise you?"

Wen Xiangyi just smiled and moved over, not feeling the slightest bit of embarrassment at being left out, "Are you really praising me?"

The cool breeze of the Imperial Star at night evaporated the sweat, and the temperature of the arm became warm. The guide's palm was burning hot, and his wrist shrank. Wen Xiangyi noticed his shrinking, relaxed his finger bones, and just held it loosely, "You are angry, I am really fine."

"Or do you not believe me?"

His eyes fell on the place where their hands were clasped together. Ling Si brushed his hand away, crossed his arms across his chest, and said nothing.

Wen Xiangyi knew that it would be difficult to appease him when he was angry, so he wisely chose to keep quiet and change the subject: "Has the emperor brother looked for you, Ah Si?"

When he mentioned the others, Ling Si's eyes relaxed, and many people stood in front of him one after another, "No."

The sentries who often followed him knew that he didn't like the smell after long-term exercise, so they all stood one meter away, smiling foolishly and calling him "Boss" a few times.

Ling Si nodded slightly and said to Wen Xiangyi: "He sent me a message last night."

Wen Xiangyi was dissatisfied with his behavior of leaving his words unsaid: "What news? Can I hear it?"

It's just a dinner date, but——

Ling Si caught a glimpse of his expectant and curious eyes and ruthlessly rejected him: "It's inconvenient."

"Didn't you say you would treat us equally? Now you all have secrets from each other." Wen Xiangyi looked resentful.

Ling Si turned his back to Shang Yue. The sentry with a cold face and frowned brows was stunned for a moment, glanced at him and quickly looked away. Witnessing this change, Ling Si immediately forgot what he was going to ask, "What's wrong with you?"

Shang Yue's gaze briefly fell on the Third Prince who was secretly sulking beside him, then he lowered his eyes to look at Ling Si and said in a gentle tone, "I'm just worried about you."

When in school, Shang Yue seldom called Ling Si by that name. If Ling Si didn't want to, he would call him by that name occasionally.

Ling Si didn't bother about the truth of his words, and asked him about what happened that day, "How is the investigation going?"

"There are no cameras in the warehouse where the mechas are parked. We found several fingerprints at the scene and have used our authority to investigate." As if afraid that he couldn't hear clearly, Shang Yue moved closer to him and said, "We will know the result tonight. We will need to investigate further then."

"I see."

The sentry, who had just finished exercising, was hot and emitting heat. His tight black training suit outlined his smooth and perfect figure. His chest was bulging, his shoulders were broad and his waist was narrow, emitting hormones at all times and places.

Ling Si felt it was a little strange, but didn't delve into it and just nodded.

They talked openly, and Wen Xiangyi listened to the whole thing. "Do you need my help?"

"Don't worry about it." In between words, the chief instructor blew the whistle, and all the instructors found their classes and organized the students. Ling Si had already heard the voice of instructor Ai Feili, and waved his hand with his back to him, "You are so kind-hearted."