Villain Awakening Plan [Quick Pass]

Actually, that's what Sheng Xuejiu said.

Of course she knew that Yue Du would not have any unusual feelings for Wei.

It's just that possessiveness has been carved into her bones, just like her laziness, lust and arrogance, and it's impossible to get rid of it no matter what.

Received Yue Du's reassurance, the Marshal naturally closed his mouth contentedly.

At this moment, Ying Wei, who got off the ring, stood there and hesitated for a moment, then came towards this side unexpectedly.

"Marshal." She raised her head and said calmly.

Sheng Xuejiu didn't expect her to come over, raised her eyebrows and said, "I told you before, you should be called a tutor in school."

Ying Wei: "I know. But my future goal is to join the Silver Lion Army and fight under your command. The title Marshal is more appropriate."

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She scrutinized the heroine's expression carefully, and suddenly realized that the emotion in Ying Wei's eyes was clearly admiration——

Sure enough, Ying Wei's next sentence was: "Marshal, did my performance meet your expectations?"

Sheng Xuejiu: "It's not bad among my peers."

"Then can you give me some pointers, I want to know what are my shortcomings." Ying Wei showed a serious and shy smile.

At this time, no matter how low the emotional intelligence is, people should see some tricks.

Yue Du folded his arms subconsciously, secretly thinking, who should be jealous!

Sheng Xuejiu looked at Yue Du thoughtfully, then turned around and said, "What do you think is wrong with you?"

Ying Wei: "My skills are not proficient enough, and I'm not crisp enough when I strike. If I didn't have the advantage in strength and reaction speed, I wouldn't be able to win this match."

Sheng Xuejiu raised her eyebrows: "Since you know everything, why bother to ask me?"

Ying Wei was taken aback for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Your opinion should be more professional than mine, I think so."

Sheng Xuejiu said with a blank expression, "Maybe. But until you have mastered your skills, those comments are useless."

Ying Wei: "..."

Sheng Xuejiu: "Understood? Go back and practice when you understand."

Ying Wei: "...Okay, Marshal."

The hostess came full of expectations and left sullenly.

The more I read and watched the whole process, I felt that before I had time to think about it, the host used her unceremoniousness to tell the potential rival away.

Sheng Xuejiu turned her head and winked at her.

Yue Du smiled, and raised his hand to hold her.

If this was outside, her white deer must have condensed itself, leaning against the Marshal's side and gently rubbing her hand.

After Yuedu, of course, she also took part in a ring, but this was something she was used to.

Unlike those students who are still immature, Yuedu has killed people before, and he has fought against people in Ayers Continent and Qianhong Shenzhou. That is the real determination of life and death.

After all the freshmen have gone through their rounds, only one tenth of them can win in the ring, and most of them win by a narrow margin.

Among the losers, almost none were able to step down intact, and many were killed once and went offline directly.

Sheng Xuejiu glanced around meaningfully: "Everyone go offline."

So all offline.

After a while, they climbed out of the military holographic egg-shaped cabins arranged by the school one after another, and stood in a few rows in an orderly manner.

Sheng Xuejiu walked a few steps in front of this group of dejected freshmen, purposely sighing to them.

"..." The students lowered their heads even lower.

"You've always been quite proud, haven't you?" The Marshal sneered. "Awakening to become a sentinel, or the so-called elite whose strength and five senses surpass that of ordinary sentinels, do you think that the future military headquarters must be your world?"

"No." The girl whose quantum beast was a tigress whispered, and she was also one of the few people who won the ring.

Sheng Xuejiu: "You don't need to talk if you win, you have at least proved that you are qualified to go to the battlefield."

Someone said unwillingly: "But the opponents are randomly matched! Some people can win easily when they are matched with recruits. The ones we meet are experienced in hundreds of battles. Why are they not qualified if they lose to them!"

"It's luck to be able to match opponents of similar strength, which can be counted in strength. Don't you expect a one-on-one argument on the battlefield." Sheng Xuejiu sneered. "King vs. king, general vs. general, adult vs. veteran, larva vs. recruit? Do you still have to exchange names with the Zerg before the battle?"

...I also know that it is impossible.

The voice of rebuttal suddenly stopped.

No one raised any objections, and the marshal finally gave a smooth and upbeat training, leaving the other mentor who came to supervise him speechless.

Yuedu belonged to the winning batch, not the trainees, so she was not only calm, but also somewhat nostalgic.

After all, Yun Yijiu has a cold temper, and prefers to do things more than start his mouth; Sheng Xuejiu is different, he is very happy to express himself, his verbal skills are comparable to praying for wine, and his lethality is extremely strong.

Thinking about it this way, the host seems to be quite suitable for teaching and educating people?

As soon as the idea was formed, Yue Du himself waved it away.

According to the teaching method of the host, I am afraid that it is not the students who want to be isolated collectively, they are still children, how innocent children are.

Finally, amidst the silent reflections of the young sentinels, the Marshal closed her beautiful mouth and waved her hands to signal the dismissal of the get out of class.

A group of people left the Xingwang training room in a daze, including a mentor who was also in a daze. Under the taunting output of the marshal, even the military school staff couldn't keep calm.

Yue Du fell behind, amazed: "Do you usually train your subordinates like this?"

"Sometimes. Their ability to resist blows is much stronger than that of children." Sheng Xuejiu said.

Yue Duanxin said that he was afraid that he was not trained by you.

The two returned to Yuedu's dormitory together.

It was already 05:30 in the afternoon, Sheng Xuejiu was too lazy to go to the cafeteria, so she simply chose the meal delivery service and waited for dinner to arrive.

Yuedu turned on the playback device, and the sound of pattering rain at night rang out.

This kind of white noise has a soothing effect on the spirit of the sentinel, and Sheng Xuejiu is no exception.

The white deer showed its figure, and the long-haired cat stepped forward lightly, and leaped onto the deer's beautiful back with ease - it was already the place where it stayed most often, and it could be called its exclusive throne.

Quantum Beast's intimacy is as usual.

Yue Du looked at the owner of the cat, and suddenly frowned.

"Ah Jiu, if I remember correctly, have you never asked a guide to sort out your spirit?"

Sheng Xuejiu said casually: "No... I don't need a guide." She paused, then reached out to play with the white deer's snow-white and soft tail, letting it circle around her slender fingers: "Of course, you are the only one. exception."

She said it as it should be, but her brows furrowed even more as she read.

For sentinels, mental sorting is extremely necessary, and the information they can receive in daily life and battle is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The stronger the five senses, the more information, and these excess information is enough to make any normal person irritable, irritable, out of control and even collapsed.

It is the guide, and only the guide, who can help them sort out this information.However, ordinary mental combing can only clear up part of the information, and there are more messy information hidden in the depths of the mental landscape, waiting for the binding wizard to sort out.

This is why the lifespan of Sentinels who are not bound to guides is very short. None of them can live to be over a hundred years old. In the interstellar age with an average lifespan of two hundred years, this can be called an untimely death.

Will the host be limited by the Sentinel's body?Not sure the more I read.

Yue Duan has five senses stronger than Sentinels, and can receive more information than all 1 Sentinels combined. This is because she is a system, and her essence is data.

But Sheng Xuejiu was not.

Yue Du said: "I want to see your mental picture."

"That's not right," Sheng Xuejiu heard, and immediately rebuffed: "You have just awakened, and your abilities are not yet stable. Whether it is a rash mental combing or immersion in the sentry's mental image, there is a certain degree of danger."

Read more: "Not as a guide, but as a system."

The spiritual picture is the embodiment of the spiritual world of sentries and guides. In simple terms, it is the same thing as the previous spiritual space and spiritual realm.

That's the headquarters of the system, what kind of threat can it pose?Even Yun Yijiu's deep sea of ​​consciousness didn't hurt her.

Sheng Xuejiu said: "You don't understand, no matter what kind of existence you are, as long as you come in, you may be in danger."

She was silent for a moment, and then added: "In this regard, I am different from other 'I's."

The long-haired cat faithfully reflects the owner's psychology. It jumped off the back of the deer and walked around anxiously on the ground.

But even in such a state of anxiety, its tail is still nostalgicly wrapped around the white deer's slender legs.

The more he read, he turned his head, looked at the host's dark eyes, and after a while, smiled slightly.

"But it's impossible for me not to stay close. After all, for the sentinel, the mental image is too important. I'm your guide, so you have to pay attention at all times."

Sheng Xuejiu repeated: "You are my guide."

Read more: "Isn't this obvious?"

The marshal didn't know what to think of, and suddenly laughed happily: "Then just wait a little longer, I promise, there will be no problem with my mental image."

"You don't need superficial mental combing?" Yuedu actively promoted: "Although I didn't follow the guide major, but I read the guide materials two days ago, and I can still do superficial mental combing."

Sheng Xuejiu: "...I'm afraid we will have to wait for a while."

More reading: "Shallow sorting should not involve mental images."

"That's what I said." The marshal coughed lightly, and said calmly: "Actually, there is something I didn't tell you. There was a guide who tried to sort it out for me, but she didn't succeed, a big failure-it's totally okay describe."

"It's not because you reject others, is it?" Yue Du guessed.

"That's one reason. The other reason is that I don't have clutter in my shallow mind."

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She said in disbelief: "This is impossible."

The marshal shrugged: "At least this is the conclusion that all the guides have come to."

The more I read unbelief, the more I tried to check.

The gentle spiritual power rests on the marshal's cold white wrist, spreading inward like patrolling the territory, always ready to straighten out complicated information that may appear.

But the mental power didn't come in handy.

This is indeed the case. Sheng Xuejiu's superficial thinking is cleaner than that of ordinary people, and it is not at all like the "messy mess" of the sentinel in the textbook.

"I now believe that your mental picture is all right."

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Not only is it okay, it's really good.

As if in response to her, the long-haired cat meowed lazily, climbed onto the white deer's back again, and lay comfortably on it.