Iceberg is not difficult to tease [Quick Transmigration]

The falling giant creature splashed dust, and several sentries quickly ran to it.

They looked serious and carefully checked the situation of the giant monster.

But Wen Ruoyang stood in front of it blankly, so shocked by what just happened that he forgot to speak.

"Master Guide, are you injured?"

Just now everyone saw this giant creature rushing straight towards Wen Ruoyang, and everyone was worried whether he was hurt by it.

"No." Wen Ruoyang shook his head.

Seeing that he was fine, the others planned to work together to drag the giant creature away.

"and many more."

Wen Ruoyang stopped them, ran to the side of the giant creature and said, "Can you help me turn its back over?"

Although they didn't know what Wen Ruoyang was going to do, they still obediently followed suit.

Looking at the looming mark, Wen Ruoyang narrowed his eyes.

It seems that his guess is true...

After thanking the group of sentries who carried the giant creatures, Wen Ruoyang returned to sit in the restaurant in front of the village.

Recalling the dangerous accident that happened during the internal exercise of the Prism Legion, Wen Ruoyang connected the events before and after.

He accidentally hit the guide pheromone potion on the giant creature, and it can carry out spiritual suggestion.

But that time the effect was not great, so Wen Ruoyang was able to control him after controlling two berserk sentries.

As for the giant creatures in the joint exercise, he heard strange sounds.

And those monsters can find the guide's location accurately, which is very similar to the guide's ability to recognize people based on pheromone taste.

Coupled with Wen Ruoyang's experience in the black market this time, he is even more certain——

There is a mysterious organization that combines the abilities of wizards with giant creatures!

Wen Ruoyang reckoned that they were probably the ones who produced the guide pheromone potions that swept the market.

But how did those people get so many guides...?

While he was thinking hard, the owner of the restaurant brought the meal he ordered.

"Boy, are you all right?"

Looking at this particularly laid-back boss, Wen Ruoyang couldn't help feeling strange: "It's all right. By the way, why didn't you run away, boss?"

The boss waved his hand and said indifferently: "I have experienced a lot, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

"You mean, there have been many accidents like this here?"

"Yeah, it started about a few years ago."

It was a few years ago again!

"Aren't you afraid that no one will solve it?"

"Don't be afraid, anyway, there are those white-clothed soldiers, they can chase them from the foot of the mountain every time..."

After speaking halfway, the restaurant owner quickly covered his mouth, as if he said something that shouldn't be said.

Wen Ruoyang nodded apologetically, then lowered his head and ate.

Judging from what the restaurant owner said, I'm afraid that group of white-clothed soldiers belonged to that mysterious organization.

Wen Ruoyang ate mechanically, but his heart was constantly struggling...

What is he going to do?

After buying some other relatively novel things in the black market, Wen Ruoyang immediately returned to the planet where the Prism Legion was stationed.

He was still thinking about how to ask Taston out to meet, but the other party directly asked him to meet in two days.

"what happened?"

Gilbert rubbed his frown, "Unhappy?"

"No, Taston asked me to meet in two days."

Gilbert put his arm around his shoulder and coaxed, "If you don't want to go, then don't go."

Gilbert didn't care too much about his friends, he just wanted his little one to be happy.

In addition, this Taston had a quarrel with his guide a while ago, so Gilbert had a problem with this man.

"As a former good friend, I should go out and have a meal with him."

That's what Wen Ruoyang said, but his brows didn't show any signs of loosening.

"However, where is Rotor Planet?"

Gilbert didn't know either, so he turned on his optical brain to check.

"Planet Rotor is one of the most prosperous planets in the Gevili Empire. There are many shops and eating streets inside."

Gilbert read the explanation sentence by sentence on the star network.

Wen Ruoyang smiled at him sideways: "You army commander doesn't know these things."

However, the tall guy in front of him was his little boyfriend from the previous world, so it's normal not to know.

But Gilbert didn't because of this reason, he traveled from the real world just like Wen Ruoyang!

"Planet Rotor, there are a lot of delicious food, okay." Wen Ruoyang smacked his mouth, planning to go to the star network to find out what special food there is that can be bought for Gilbert.

"Why did he want to meet you there?" Gilbert asked what he found strange, "Can't it be done here?"

That's right, even though Taston's transfer application has been approved, he still has a week to go before leaving the Prism Legion.

Is there something they can't talk about in the canteen of the Prism Legion?

Wen Ruoyang tapped the table with his index finger, "It's weird."

He couldn't help but shiver when he remembered that the sentinel on the other side was John of the Royal Guard Corps.

"Just in case, I'll be ready."

A strange pattern appeared on the back of Wen Ruoyang's neck, and Gilbert's eyes suddenly flashed a strange light.

The colors of the two are very similar, with a faint sense of psychedelic contract.

Two days later, in a small restaurant on Planet Rotor.

Wen Ruoyang rested his chin on one hand and looked at the few figures that occasionally drifted by outside the window.

When he found this area following Taston's instructions, he had already guessed what would happen today.

They are also very good at finding a secluded and dilapidated place on this extremely prosperous Rotor planet.

The shaking chandelier, the dusty wooden table, and the fact that there was only one person watching the store made Wen Ruoyang feel that there was something wrong with their meeting this time.

Don't be so obvious when you think about it...

Wen Ruoyang hooked his lips, mobilized his mental strength secretly, and the back of his neck began to heat up.

As soon as Taston entered the door, he realized that the opponent's state was a little bit wrong.

"Your face is so ugly, is it because you are not feeling well?"

"No." Taston shook his head stiffly, raising his hand like the only waiter in the store to signal.

Wen Ruoyang quietly watched him order two glasses of lemonade, then raised his head and asked, "How have you been recently?"

"Fortunately."

"I had a big fight with you last time, and I've already reached this point, so you can accept my gift."

Taston looked at the package in front of him and was stunned.

"What's inside..."

"It's a potion that removes the binding marker. I bought it from the black market."

Taston's eyes instantly turned red, and his hands were shaking wildly.

At this moment, the waiter brought up two glasses of lemonade.

"Since my gift has been given to you, shall I go first? After all, there are still many things in the Prism Legion."

"and many more."

Taston called Wen Ruoyang to a stop. He took a deep look at him, and with a hook of his mouth, he pushed a glass of lemonade in front of him.

"Being friends for so many years, you drink this glass of water, it's a good memory of our friendship."

After finishing speaking, Taston also tapped on the glass, motioning him to drink first.

Wen Ruoyang glanced at him and replied, "Okay."

He simply took a big sip of lemonade, and just as he was about to get up and walk out of the store, he staggered and fell to the ground.

Taston, who was sitting beside him, put his arms around Wen Ruoyang and hugged his waist tightly, "I'm sorry, my good friend."

The sentries who had been waiting for a long time on the second floor of the store saw the signal from Taston, and quickly walked down to hold Wen Ruoyang on their shoulders.

Several people quickly walked towards a small aircraft.

The author has something to say: Yoho, I'm about to enter the dungeon.