Sentry said he was from Earth

"What?" Wei Zhe propped up his upper body, and Beiyuan explained: "After you enter a deep sleep state, you will unconsciously loosen your control over the five senses, and your ability is still weak, and the mental power I gave you may not be enough to last for eight hours. There's no mental barrier protection from the on-duty doctor here, so you'd better sleep with me."

"..." Wei Zhe sat upright hesitantly, "Is there no way to improve it? Doesn't that mean that every sentinel cannot have a normal sleep?"

"Yes." Bei Yuan nodded, they slept lightly and easily woke up, and were always vigilant.

Wei Zhe finally shook his head slowly. He didn't understand why Beiyuan changed his mind. Since Beiyuan had arranged another room for him, it meant that Beiyuan didn't want the two of them to sleep together. Beiyuan is causing trouble.

Beiyuan didn't expect Wei Zhe to refuse, he didn't insist, he just repeated that he came to him for something and went back to sleep, as if he was very sure that there would be no peace tonight.

That was the truth, but three hours later, Wei Zhe scrambled into Beiyuan's bedroom. The so-called self-improvement and self-reliance have become bold words that he didn't know how to say when he was young. Now he just wants to connect with the guide. never separate.

Beiyuan felt a warm body slipping into his arms in the mist. He was so frightened that he suddenly woke up. After seeing that the person in front of him was Wei Zhe, he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay." He held down the sentinel On the back of his neck, a steady stream of spiritual power and guide elements wrapped him, relieving the pain and fright.

After a while, the two bodies on the bed overlapped and fell asleep again.

■

"teacher."

Three minutes before the start of class, Yan Shuang raised his hand and asked Beiyuan under the admiration of everyone, "Teacher, you smell like a sentinel. Is it because you were with that sentinel...to mark the days you rested?"

All the people below clapped furtively, and some of them screamed strangely, for the courage and fearlessness of this golden monkey.

Wang Yian and Ming Que smelled the sentinel pheromone on Beiyuan when they were on the starship, but they dared not ask. Today, the smell on Beiyuan is even stronger. They were really tortured by curiosity and felt uncomfortable all over. , and finally elected a person who was not afraid of death, and dared to challenge Beiyuan.

"Have you finished your homework?"

Yan Shuang became anxious, "Teacher, please answer my question directly."

"Well, since you are so interested in the pheromone smell on my body." Beiyuan paused for a while, and waited for the class bell to pass, "You have 3 minutes to identify, write down all your knowledge and opinions about this sentinel. Impression, correct five points to pass, miss or miss a point and punish to copy a section of "pheromone recognition and profiling."

"Teacher!!!" "Teacher Bei, you are a history teacher!!!"

"Timing begins."

"...fuck." "God..."

The audience wailed continuously, hoping to change the tyrant's decision by selling miserably, but in the end they still gave in to Teacher Bei's despotic power, and concentrated on identifying the breath of the mysterious sentinel.

The pheromones that stay on the other party's body after being temporarily combined are very unstable, and it is a little difficult to identify, but after all, they are all top guides of the White Tower, Pi Guipi, and their six-year study career has left them with a bit dry mind.

"male."

Beiyuan arranged everyone's answers in front of the podium, "Everyone is right about this one, it's very simple, if you can be wrong about this one, the pheromone teacher may be pissed off."

"Young and beautiful, which classmate gave the answer? Ming Que, it really is you."

Ming Que stuck out his tongue, "Teacher Bei, can you allow the marked sentinel to be old and decrepit, can it be considered as a possibility analysis in the profile?"

"..." Beiyuan gave her half a mark, and only had to copy half of the text. The reason was that the answer was correct, but the process was guessing. The nine students sent off in unison with "Teacher, you should go on vacation!" History class in the morning.

However, he could deal with the students, but he couldn't deal with the colleagues. The teachers in the whole office gathered around Beiyuan and wouldn't let him go.

"Well, male, about [-] in height."

"Well, between 35 and [-] years old, with a well-proportioned body and healthy body, Beiyuan is exactly the golden age difference with you."

"Well, the compatibility... seems a bit high, eh? Don't go, let me smell it again."

Beiyuan pushed away the teacher who was sticking to his body dumbfounded, "Okay, it's like you haven't seen the marked guide." The only Sentinel teacher among them shook his head when he heard this sentence, "To put it lightly, I think many sentinels will be heartbroken by this, I remember that Captain Wen Yuexing is on his way back from his mission, right? The news reported this morning."

Bei Yuan felt a headache when he heard this name.

"And the sentinel who sent flowers before, what's his name?" "I don't remember, look at my memory, it's the one who almost went crazy after Teacher Bei refused." Oh, I have an impression!"

The serious teacher's office quickly turned into a lively gossip chat room. Beiyuan opened the special optical brain teaching interface for teachers of Baita rather helplessly, and prepared to deal with the things accumulated for a week, but before that, he had to confirm who the teacher at home was. Is it okay.

"Mr. Bei, please take care of your sentinel!" Teacher Sentinel suddenly appeared behind Beiyuan, with a mournful tone, Beiyuan cut off the communication request at once, and covered the terminal with his sleeve, "Don't be slapped by Captain Wen." Strangled... Wait, who were you trying to call just now! Wei, I saw the surname!"

"Enough." Beiyuan pushed him, "I'll call my mother."

"Who are you lying to, I clearly saw—" "I'll call my mother." Beiyuan turned around and stared at his eyes and repeated in a low voice. Teacher Sentinel immediately felt a powerful threat against his spiritual barrier, He took a step back with a smile, "Okay, I understand, I'm leaving now."

In the end, the call could only be made in the toilet cubicle. Beiyuan waited patiently for several minutes but no one answered. He turned on the surveillance system in the villa suspiciously, and the black robot bug hanging on the roof was awakened, and his compound eyes dropped silently. Capture every detail of the living room and bedroom.

The only living person was kneeling in the middle of the blanket in the living room, pinching and pressing the prompt little wings, "Where is the answer button?? Is it on the watch?" Wei Zhe touched the personal terminal again, "What the hell is it? Ah! Who is calling! Why call me if you have nothing to do!"

"..." Beiyuan canceled the call request. He really never taught Wei Zhe how to accept the communication invitation, because he really didn't expect "accept" to be so difficult to say.

He currently has eighteen students under his command, divided into two classes, the sixth grade and the ninth grade. The larger group is undergoing a month-long practical training, and the smaller group has just been rectified in the morning.

After the work meeting at two o'clock in the afternoon, Beiyuan rushed home. It took only five hours since we parted ways in the morning. Unexpectedly, General Wei Zhe, who was keen to make trouble, still had a problem.

Beiyuan can say with certainty that since he was born and came into contact with the home central intelligence, he has never seen a skeuomorphic projection emit a red light to automatically connect to the alarm hotline, and the small wings above his wrist are as bright as grilled chicken wings, and he hangs up abruptly Automatically connect, turn on the self-driving function of the suspension car, and then look into the living room through the monitor.

There were water stains on the carpet, Bei Yuan was very grateful that he didn't see the blood stains, the sofa was also damaged beyond its original state, and the culprit was lying on the ground and rolling non-stop, his clothes didn't know where he had taken off, only a pair of underwear on his body.

The direct cause of the red light was that someone broke the window of the balcony on the first floor, and a man broke in through the window. Bei Yuan judged from his face and the spiritual body behind him that this man was his neighbor, Guan Jue.

Although he is not a villain, how can one sentry solve the problem of another sentry's abnormal five senses?Beiyuan called out the permission to enter the emergency lane, and after confirming that it was turned on, the speed of the vehicle reached the end, and he drove away all the way.

■

"When did this man move in?"

"Just yesterday."

"I was taken aback. There was an unknown sentinel yelling at your house, undressing and rolling around."

"sorry to bother you."

"Haha, I should say this, you are in big trouble."

The sentinel in his arms seemed to be waking up. Wei Zhe groaned and covered his head. He lowered his head and arched his head into the coat he was wearing, his eyebrows and eyes curved into four arcs with joy, [It smells so good, it's Bei deep smell. 】

Beiyuan and Guan Jue were still sitting face to face drinking tea, seeing the tall and long-legged sentinel making such a childish gesture, they couldn't help laughing.

"This guy is too cute, what's his name?"

"..." Beiyuan glanced at Guan Jue, seeing that he had no memory of Wei Zhe's appearance, so he made up a random saying, "Bei Zhe."

"Haha, this guy not only looks very similar to Wei Zhe, the god general of the Southern Territory, but also has a Zhe character in his name, hahaha."

One of the two adults was expressionless, and the other was giggling. A few seconds later, when Wei Zhe slowly opened his eyes, Guan Jue asked in disbelief: "It's really him?!"

When Wei Zhe woke up, the first thing he saw was Beiyuan, and only Beiyuan. He stretched out his arms to wrap around the guide's neck, and buried his face deeply into his neck, "I feel uncomfortable, my body is itchy."

The place where Beiyuan lived was very quiet, and white noise was always turned on in the house. Wei Zhe's biggest source of pain after his mental energy was exhausted was the clothes on his body that rubbed against his skin.

"Did you take off the tight protective clothing?" Beiyuan could only pinch Wei Zhe's forearm and palm because there were neighbors here.

"It's too hot, I took it off at noon."

Guan Jue's expression successfully changed from surprise to more panic, and finally turned into suspicion of life, "He, Wei Zhe used to be like this in private?"

Wei Zhe was taken aback for a moment, only to find that there was another person on the sofa. The memory of someone pressing his hands to calm him in the chaos gradually came back. He got off Bei Yuan with a red face and sat down neatly beside him.

"He lost his memory, did you know Wei Zhe before?" Beiyuan asked.

"Amnesia?" Guan Jue looked at General Wei, who was eager to go underground, and saw that his performance was indeed quite different from what he remembered, "I also participated in the Southern War Against Star Thieves, and I was fortunate enough to meet General Wei a few times How should I put it, a very calm and sharp person, very different from now." As he spoke, Guan Jue showed a bright and sunny smile to Wei Zhe.

But Wei Zhe seems to have seen Guan Jue's unfinished words in it-now he is like a child who has not been weaned.

The author has something to say: Cherish the current Nai Wei Zhe, and when you enter the tower, you will be - super fierce!