The Fairy in Fast Time

There are several long metal tables in the huge metal space, and on the long tables are various bottles and cans, but most of them are chemical reagents.

The virtual light screen projected from the light brain into mid-air rolled densely, glowing with light blue light.

This is the Imperial Sentinel Matching Research Institute, a place to study the genes, mental power, and spiritual body of sentinels and guides. Most of the researchers are ordinary people. Of course, there are also a few sentries and very few guides.

"Hey, His Majesty ordered us to do fusion matching for His Majesty Cecil yesterday..."

A young woman stood in front of the virtual light screen with a melancholy expression, looked at the numbers scrolling on it, and then lowered her head to record something in her hand.

"This is the first time this year. It's strange to say that Your Excellency Cecil is such a powerful guide, but now the fusion degree of all the sentries can't even reach 20.00%. I'm so sad." The old man shook the reagent in his hand, shook his head and sighed.

"Not only are we worried, but the sentries of the empire are also worried, and His Majesty is even more worried..." A small male guide pushed his glasses and dropped a few drops of green liquid into the reagent.

"Ahhh... still no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no, let alone 20.00% after the update of the gene pool today, not even 5.00%!" The woman sitting in front of a huge optical brain frantically grabs the ground with her head, her heart A little broken.

Her name is An Su, and she is a researcher in charge of sentinel matching in the institute.

"How is this possible! A guide with double S ranks! Doesn't it mean that the higher the rank, the more Sentinels can be adapted!?"

Taking a deep breath, An Su stroked her wine-red curly hair, raised her head feebly and stared at the data in front of her, the more she thought about it, the more worried she became, and finally she gave up on herself and said, "Damn it, since the sentry is not good, then the guide Is there a match with him!?"

"Hey, another crazy one." Si Ruo, a small male guide, shrugged helplessly and smiled.

"Guide and guide? Well, girl, you have a lot of ideas." The young woman—Lado—thought for a while, then said to An Su seriously.

Therefore, An Su directly entered Cecil's gene as a sentinel and matched it with the guide.

"Hey..." After losing, An Su didn't look at the impossible match result, limp on the table in front of the light brain, and sighed desperately.

In the next second, the optical brain in front of him made a "didi" sound.

"Successfully matched with the wizard, the degree of integration is [-]%."

In the light of the brain, a mechanical female voice came.

An Su's eyes widened suddenly, and he raised his head to look at Guangnao.

The rest of the research institute also put down their work in shock.

"My God, the Sentinel of His Excellency Cecil was finally born!?"

"Look at the data of the freshman guide, is it a boy or a girl!"

"The fusion rate can be as high as [-]%, my God, this is the first time in the history of the empire that there is a [-]% match!"

"Ah! Your Majesty will surely cry with joy!"

Everyone was filled with unspeakable joy, only Ansu matched Cecil and the guide gene again in a daze.

One match, two matches, three times, four times, five six seven...

When No. 70 was matched eight times, An Su stared at the few lines on the optical brain, crying in horror: "Why is the one who has a [-]% fusion with Cecil turned out to be a D-level guide—— —!”

As a result, the institute was suddenly quiet.

"What are you talking about...Ansu, are you dazzled by happiness?" Lado walked over with a smile, looking eagerly at the light brain, and then her expression became stiff.

The gray-haired old man laughed and walked over, "Maybe Xiao An was too excited to read it wrong..."

Dr. Gu Xi, who was nearly a hundred years old, slowly lowered his voice, staring at the data on the optical brain with rigid eyes.

"Huh? Huh? What happened? I'm planning to report to His Majesty..." Sloben's happy expression became weird instantly after seeing the data of the optical brain.

"Is the machine broken..."

Dr. Gushi twisted his white eyebrows, then turned around and walked towards the other optical brain, and made a match for Cecil again with a sullen face.

"Successfully matched with the wizard, the degree of integration is [-]%."

Everyone: "..."

There was a terrifying silence in the research institute. After a long while, someone said weakly, "I think... Your Majesty is probably going to cry this time..."

***

Imperial Guidance Academy, Apartment Seventeen.

Taking the floating stairs to his single dormitory 1607, Wen Han silently followed the system's guidance and swiped his face to enter.

After walking in, the soft lights turned on automatically, a spherical robot slid over, stretched out its mechanical hand and placed the slippers in front of Wen Han.

"Welcome home, master."

Wen Han suddenly felt that he who can fully appreciate the service of the future world is also a dick...

Hey, life is full of surprises.

Putting on the slippers, the fat nest on top of Wen Han's head flapped his wings lazily, tilted his head and let out a "chirp".

[System: Do you have any plans for this world? 】

Wen Han: Hold high the banner of sweet pets to happy ending!

[System: I don't know why, but I have a little distrust...]

Wen Han smiled faintly, walked over to the big bed not far away, and then lay down directly.

"Sleep, sleep, what's the matter, wait until you wake up."

[System: Principal Newsea told you to pack your things properly. 】

Wen Han: Let's talk, let's talk, the world is the biggest sleeper.

So just when the system was about to say something again, it was discovered that Wen Han had already fallen into a deep coma with a peaceful face.

Oh, sleep in seconds.

The system silently glanced at Fat Chiu nestled on Wen Han's neck again, and found that it had also fallen asleep happily, and even smacked its small red beak.

...The spiritual body really reflects the personality of the master.

However, at this moment, a few pale golden threads silently penetrated the door, and cautiously approached the person who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

***

The heart of the empire - the imperial palace.

The golden and red butterflies flapped their wings and wandered in the back garden of the palace, stopping on the gorgeous flower clusters from time to time, then flying over the gravel road made of white stones, and slowly stopping on the stone table in the center of the garden.

"I heard that you have already chosen your adjutant?" Sawyer, the current emperor of the empire, sat opposite Cecil. His amber eyes looked extremely deep, and it could be seen from his eyes that this was a wise and shrewd man. monarch.

"Yes." Cecil looked directly at the most honorable sentinel in the empire, without the shyness or discomfort of other guides.

Sawyer just stared at him for a while, then sighed silently.

"Your father and I were iron brothers when we were young. You were less than ten years old when he and your mother died in battle. In a blink of an eye, 20 years have passed..." Sawyer took a sip of Ole Black tea, hoarse voice.

Cecil lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Seeing this, Sawyer smiled dumbly, and said: "Forget it, Duke Mojie will bring his son to visit later, the Duke and I have important matters to discuss, and you just happen to be able to meet his son , I think there should be a lot of topics to talk about among your peers."

Cecil's dark pupils couldn't see any emotion, he just closed his eyes slightly and responded softly.

"Ah, here they come."

As he spoke, he saw two tall male sentinels approaching them led by a waiter.

"See Your Majesty." Duke Mojie took his son and saluted Sawyer, then smiled and nodded to Cecil, "Your Excellency Cecil."

"Hahaha, don't be too polite. Let's talk about things as old people. Let's leave the space for the children. Let's go." Sawyer laughed and patted Duke Mojie on the shoulder, leading him and walking forward .

Duke Mojie only had time to whisper to his son "Take care of it" before he was dragged away abruptly by the emperor.

So, only Cecil and the male sentinel were left in the huge garden.

"Hello, Your Excellency Cecil." A charming smile appeared on Ben Luo's handsome face. When he was about to hold Cecil's left hand and kiss him with one hand behind his back, he found that Ben Luo was standing in front of him. The guide in front of him had already sat back on the stone chair and drank tea.

"I've always wanted to see you, and today I finally got my wish." Ben Luo's dark brown eyes were filled with affection, and he sat beside Cecil, releasing the sentinel's pheromone without any scruples.

And his spiritual body—a leopard—was walking gracefully at Ben Luo's feet, looking ready to move.

Hearing this, Cecil put down his teacup and looked up at Ben Luo. Then, he raised his white-gloved hand and slowly unbuttoned the two buttons on his neck. He took off his general cap and put it on the stone table. On, stood up.

"The time is just right, why don't you come and learn about physical skills and combat skills?"

Cecil looked down at Ben Luo who was obsessed with eyes, pulled out a silver-gray whip from his waist, and flicked it lightly on the ground.

And the little white snake wrapped around his neck also straightened its head at this time, its golden-green eyes glowed with an inorganic cold light.

While looking at Cecil Benro all the time, he found himself hard at this moment.

Although, their integration is only [-]%.

10 minute later.

General Cecil put his hat on his head, glanced at the sentinel on the ground who didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and after calling for a waiter to briefly explain the situation, he lifted his foot and left the back garden.

Sitting on the suspension car, Cecil set the automatic driving, then leaned on the soft cushion with a slight frown.

And the little white snake lowered its head lazily at this moment, looking a little sluggish.

After all, the sentinel's spiritual realm was simply too disgusting.

He shouldn't have given him the most painful lesson in the way of mental invasion.

In the end, he was the one who suffered in the end. This feeling was as disgusting as the brains of hundreds of enemy sentinels who were forced to strangle with mental silk.

Then, Cecil couldn't help but recall the guide he had chosen before, and immediately, a faint fragrance tugged at his nerves, and then slowly melted away the mental nausea, making him Slowly opened his eyes.

It was only then that they discovered that the suspension vehicle had already driven above the dormitory area of ​​the Guidance Academy.

Cecil's eyes sank slightly, so he changed the suspension car to manual driving, and drove forward along the scent.

Three minutes later, Cecil parked the suspension car in front of the Seventeenth Apartment, and drove up the indoor suspension stairs.

Coincidentally, I also lived in this apartment building ten years ago.

Cecil hooked his lips, looking for the scent, he came to the door of the 1607 dormitory.

At this time, the fragrance became more and more intense.

Cecil now only feels warm water flowing through his limbs and bones, so he can't help raising his hand and sticking it to the wall, controlling his mental thread to penetrate the dormitory-like wall with ease.

——This scented guide pheromone really fascinated him.