Villain Awakening Plan [Quick Pass]

Snow dove, a small snow-white bird, sounds small and cute, maybe even fluffy and nice.

However, Marshal Sheng, whose name is Xuejiu, is more ferocious than the most ferocious creature that the interstellar people can imagine!

At this time, the monster is trying to make a final struggle: "Although it is a bit abnormal, I have never lost control. I find someone to practice occasionally, and they are used to it, so don't worry about it."

Yue Du: "In a word, you just don't want me to enter your mental picture, right?"

Sheng Xuejiu acquiesced.

"Anyway, I definitely want to bind with you. If you enter early, you will enter, and if you enter late, you will enter. It is better to be open and honest now."

After reading more and more, I silently added a sentence in my heart: lest the medical cabin of the military region be full every now and then.

The marshal nodded his chin, wondering what he was thinking, and said after a long time, "It's okay to look at the mental image, but the white deer has to be outside."

Yuedu released the Quantum Beast according to his words.

The tall white deer stood beside her, bent its neck, and gently pressed its side cheek against Sheng Xuejiu's palm.

"If you behave strangely, I will use it to call you back." Sheng Xuejiu stroked the almost jade antlers with a rare serious expression. "must be careful."

Yue Du laughed: "I know that an overly depressive mental image may damage the spirit of the guide, but this damage is reversible, and you can recover from recuperation, so you don't have to worry too much."

And judging from the host's usual performance, the mental image may be a little more violent and chaotic, but if you say it's depressive...it's not.

Sheng Xuejiu's expression became more serious.

"In short, the first thing to do when you go in is to deploy the mental barrier first." She urged.

"Well, don't worry."

Getting into a Sentinel's mental picture is definitely careful work for the average guide, but that's not to say how horribly dangerous a guide can be—it's the Sentinels who are really at risk.

The mental picture is where it is private, powerful, and vulnerable.

It is said to be powerful because of the power possessed by the sentinel, and the quantum beast that can be condensed into an entity comes from this;

It is said to be fragile because it is indeed not strong. Improper operation of the guide may cause the scene to collapse, and the consequences are unimaginable.

Because of this, only a guide who has carding qualifications or is trusted by the sentry can only explore the mental picture of a sentry.

More reading belongs to the latter.

She let go of her consciousness and allowed herself to penetrate into the host's mind like flowing pure water or curling smoke. The spiritual barrier that once kept many guides out didn't even have a symbolic resistance, and she tolerantly allowed her to pass through. Pass.

Yuedu fell into a blazing sun.

To be precise, it was under the sun, but the feeling was not much different from falling directly into the sun-only referring to the brightness.

It was as if there were countless incandescent lamps facing her, trying to burn her thoughts. If Yue Duan had a body at this time, she might have been so stimulated that she couldn't stop crying.

"It really blinds your eyes." Yue Du muttered, closing her eyes for a while, and when she got used to it, she maintained her mental barrier and carefully observed her surroundings.

There is no question that this is a grotesque place.

The too dazzling sun hangs in the sky, and it is very close, at least it feels very close. Even if there is no heat, it makes people subconsciously think of the heat of fire.

The opposite is the biting wind, that is, the knife covered with frost, and the pain of the cold and solemn blow can be imagined through the mental barrier.

There are no soft grass blades, sandy beaches, or fine snow on the ground, but gravel, each stone has strange shapes and sharp edges, as if it wants to pierce the soles of the visitors.

The distance is even more tiring. Just looking at it is blood red, and there is gunpowder smoke and bloody smell floating in the nose. Those who don't know it think they are in some horrible wartime scene.

Read more: "..."

No wonder the host was hesitant, judging from the scene where every detail was written full of unwelcome, how malicious it must be!

Even if there is a guide in front who can come in, they will probably be scared away!

The host's mental space has never been so aggressive, yes, it is aggressive.

From color matching to smell to shape to the complete scene, it seems to be interpreting two sentences: "I'm annoying" and "Get out".

Yue Read calmly increased the thickness of the barrier and walked forward.

It wasn't until then that she realized that the gravel under her feet looked terrible, but she stepped on it without pain or itchiness, just like walking on a cobblestone path.I don't know if it's the nature of the image, or just for her.

This space is perverted and silent. The bloody setting combines the ancient battlefields of humans and the battlefields against Zerg, which is unclear no matter how you look at it.

Yue Du felt that it was no wonder that Sheng Xuejiu had to find someone to practice her hands every now and then. If her heart was such a territory that did not conform to the core values ​​of socialism, she probably couldn't help but want to do it herself.

Shouldn't it be a blessing that no one was killed...

After reading it for a long time, she was looking for that white temple building. If there is anything in the host's spiritual space that is invariable, that is it.

Finally, a large area of ​​color other than blood red and scorched black appeared in front of my eyes.

It is a temple.

The soft and holy white is located here, there is a strange incongruity, but overall, it seems to be quite harmonious.

As soon as he entered the area of ​​the temple, the cold wind that had been hanging suddenly stopped, and the dazzling sunlight seemed to be cut off. This is a small pure land.

Yuedu found a long-haired cat at the main entrance of the temple.

It hid behind the pillar, only its furry head was exposed, squinting its silver-gray eyes to look at this side, and when it realized that it had been discovered, it meowed softly.

"Ah Jiu put you back?"

"Meow."

The long-haired cat was picked up by Yuedu. At first, it remained motionless, pretending to be a plush toy, but soon stretched its neck and looked up and down, as if checking for wounds.

"It seems so," Yue Du said to himself. "You said you, such a beautiful cat, usually live here? It's so hard for you not to become a red cat."

The long-haired cat's ears drooped down, and it raised its hand to stroke it in amazement, and then grabbed its little feet to touch the pads, the cat swallowed and let it be stroked.

Yue Yue held the cat in his hands and raised his eyes.

She has also absorbed the professional knowledge of guides—unlike sentries, guides don't need to exercise too much. For them, mental strength and knowledge are more important, and they can play a greater role on the battlefield.

Therefore, the more you read, the clearer you know that the sights in front of you are actually normal in the eyes of professional guides.

Whether it is mania or fugue, as long as it is an out-of-control sentinel, the mental picture is usually chaotic and disorderly, full of irregular and distorted images, and the quantum beast is also crazy or dull.

But Sheng Xuejiu is not. Her picture is very logical. Even if it is extremely aggressive, it does not mean that there is a problem here.

But Sheng Xuejiu was indeed influenced by the scene.

Yuedu felt the long-lost brain pain.

The marshal's previous worries did not come true, and about an hour later, Yue Du opened his eyes in her arms.

The long-haired cat condensed in the next second, and ran to squat on the back of the white deer leisurely, it really enjoyed it.

Sheng Xuejiu's first sentence was: "You're not hurt, are you?"

Yue Du didn't get up in a hurry, and said leisurely: "You have to have some confidence in yourself, believe that you won't be unconscious of domestic violence, okay?"

Sheng Xuejiu: "Domestic violence? I can't beat you even if I beat myself—no, that's not what I'm talking about—you have seen my mental image, is your consciousness damaged?"

"Obviously it just looks fierce." Yue Du said.

"In fact, last year it killed a heartworm." Sheng Xuejiu reminded.

Heartworms are a type of Zerg, small in size, without hard armor and corrosive venom, but they are the key protection objects of Zerg.

Because it's the only bug that can infiltrate the mental images of Sentinels and Guides, thereby causing damage.

There used to be such a small bug with very good talent tentacles. It was entrusted by the ethnic group with a heavy responsibility to mess with the mind of the federal marshal.

However, it was also the one that was torn apart in the end, not to mention messing up his mind, the marshal's steps were not messed up.

... From then on, no heartworm dared to challenge the Marshal.

Read more about related matters, shook his head: "Your mental image didn't hurt me, in fact, it's quite gentle."

It's just that the light is a little dazzling, the wind is a little noisy, and by the way, there is a little blood.

Enough talking, let's talk about business.

"I tried to sort out the picture with mental strength, but the effect was not very good." Yue Du frowned. "But I always feel that the blood color has faded a bit. Of course, it may be an illusion."

Sheng Xuejiu: "Maybe that has nothing to do with the mental image."

What the marshal was talking about was her violent tendencies—the violent tendencies she had never shown in front of Yue Du, and she subconsciously felt that she should have a bad temper.

Yue Yue smiled and played with her hand like a cat's pad: "Can you control the desire to beat someone?"

Sheng Xuejiu: "I can't."

"Maybe you are irritable, but according to common sense, you should be able to control it."

It's like praying for wine. Laziness is really lazy, but if she doesn't want to be lazy, she can get up to speed immediately.

Sheng Xuejiu's situation was different. She obeyed her angry nature, but couldn't control it, and needed to vent through real fighting.

Yuedu has reason to believe that Sheng Xuejiu was willing to join the army at first, maybe it was for the sake of having fun from time to time, killing opponents and beating teammates legally and compliantly.

Read more: "I will look into the case of the sentinel's mental picture again. If there are similarities, I can always see some clues. In addition, you have to do mental grooming for you regularly. This is the most effective way to appease the sentinel. "

Sheng Xuejiu: "I have no objection."

The tone is clearly saying welcome treatment.

Yuedu smiled.

Because of Sheng Xuejiu's cover-up attitude, she had made up many scary pictures in her brain before, so when she saw the real picture, she felt that it was much better than expected.

"Actually, your mental picture belongs to the normal category. I don't understand why you refused to say it before."

"I thought you'd hate it."

The more I read, the more I want to say, although I do feel a little uncomfortable, but this is the standard human perception of bloody scenes, and disgust is not enough.

But she finally changed the wording: "How come, I like everything about you."

Sheng Xuejiu: "...including my mental image?"

The more you read, the more certain you are: "Include."

The so-called Aiwujiwu, even if Sheng Xuejiu’s own consciousness stands in her picture, with blood splashed on her pale and beautiful face and standard military uniform, with a knife in her left hand and a wooden warehouse in her right hand, the more she reads, the more she will only immediately think of other people. Such a sexy bloody goddess of war.

Of course, she is.

Sheng Xuejiu raised the corner of her mouth and kissed the corner of Yue Du's eyes.