Wizard he really doesn't want to roll [Rebirth]

Through the porthole, Lu Jinchao saw that the arrangement of facilities above Tianya Yixing had been basically completed, and giant ships above the Amilor class were suspended at an altitude of [-] meters and transformed into a sky hospital.

And in the [-]-meter air, which is closer to the ground, the lower-level small spaceships are connected together as a resting place for the rescue team.

Further down is the broken surface of the planet. The bustling city collapsed into a huge pothole visible to the naked eye. The seawater filled it, but because it was mixed with countless garbage, it became muddy and black.

The area around the tiankeng was where the rescue was performed. Although he couldn't see clearly, Lu Jinchao could imagine how dire the situation was.

When the elevator arrived, Lu Jinchao followed the people in front and went in with Victoria. Everyone was silent. The guides were all disturbed by strong emotions, but they needed to persist.

The elevator was running and descending downward. They couldn't see outside, they could only hear the rumbling sound, and the temporary elevator in the air would not display the floor. It was all based on intuition to judge how many meters they were in the sky and how long it would take to arrive.

After 4 long minutes, the elevator finally slowed down slowly. The feeling of overweight made Lu Jin retch to a guide beside him.

Someone immediately supported her, and simple physical contact became a very reliable comfort at this moment.

The elevator door opened, and they walked out one after another. What they breathed was no longer the air full of blood and the smell of disinfectant on the medical ship.

But the pervasive negative emotions are still extremely intense, even better, the disaster scene is closer to the ground, and the mental and psychological condition of the rescue team is also worrying.

The situation on the ground is too complicated, and severe earthquakes and sudden collapses may occur at any time, and many large machines cannot be used.

The federal government has urgently dispatched millions of high-precision detectors from the nearest location to equip rescue teams. The detectors are only the size of a ping-pong ball and can operate autonomously to detect the smallest vital signs in complex terrain.

But it's not enough. Millions of detectors are distributed to every rescue site on a huge planet, which is just a drop in the bucket.

So the sentinels became human flesh detectors.

Their ears allow them to hear small sounds under the ruins, their noses allow them to smell where the smell of blood comes from, and whether there are dangerous chemicals in places they cannot see.

They are far more sensitive than search and rescue dogs, but they are also bombarded with more sensory information.

"This way!" Someone leaned out from the door and waved wildly at them. The guides hurried over and saw many young soldiers sitting or lying on the floor.

They were all search and rescue sentries who had just come from the ground, and everyone was in pain caused by overfeeding. The guides immediately rushed to them without any hesitation, and their mental strength was revealed.

Lu Jinchao grabbed a sentry's wrist and instantly entered his mental image. The crumbling barrier had been corroded by too much information.

While helping the sentinel to reconstruct the barrier, Lu Jinchao cleaned the mental image as quickly as possible to prevent him from stepping into an overloaded rage.

The black and red deposits were melted by the rain, Lu Jin heard hysterical cries in an instant, the dull sound of the ground collapsing far away seemed to be right next to him, the smell of blood was so strong that it was disgusting, and no detail could escape his sharp eyes—— —

A huge drop of water fell from the sky, hit the center of the mental image, and splashed like someone's tears.

It's like being in real pain.

Lu Jin flowed through the dark red stagnant water, and came to the center of the park. On the bench in front of the withered flower garden, the spiritual projection of the sentinel was sitting. To bury in the knee.

"Hey." Lu Jin walked over and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

The sentinel looked up at him exhaustedly, his eyes were bloodshot.

Lu Jinchao held his hand tightly, and the sea water turned into rain from the sky, carrying warm healing power.

The dark red all over the ground was diluted, the withered flower beds re-grow new shoots, and the rain fell on the sentinel, washing away all his fatigue and filth.

The mental scene was quickly and cleanly restored, and Lu Jinchao withdrew from it. The moment he pulled away, he whispered to the sentinel: "The sense of hearing and smell has been reduced to 1 point."

The condition of the sentinel has been significantly adjusted, and even the mental pain has been reduced a lot. He knows that it is the guide who has absorbed all the negative emotions.

"……thanks."

Lu Jin nodded his head, and quickly went to appease the next sentinel.

He moved very quickly, combing through seven sentries in a row before finally pausing temporarily. No matter how strong the barrier was, the emotions absorbed from the sentinel's image would still enter him.

Lu Jinchao stood up, hammered his chest hard, a little bit suffocated by their negative emotions.

The other sentries were receiving counseling. Seeing this, Lu Jinchao quietly left the lounge and went to the side.

He could sense that there were still many sentinels in poor condition.

Lu Jinchao quickly came to the next lounge, he gently opened the door, and the room was full of sleeping sentries.

This place was probably the armament room of the spaceship before, and it was all emptied for rescue purposes. Only a dozen quilts were spread on the floor.

The fluctuations are quite normal... Lu Jinchao's mental power was secretly explored, and suddenly, his brows frowned, and his eyes quickly turned to a certain direction.

Lu Jin stepped over the sleeping sentries, came to the southeast corner of the room, and squatted down in front of one of the sentries.

His eyes were closed, his face was calm, and he seemed to be in a deep sleep like everyone else around him.

Lu Jinchao opened his eyelids, and suddenly found that his eyes were out of focus, and he was staring at nothingness in the sky lazily.

fugue.

When the Sentinel's mind is completely focused on a certain sense organ and cannot be separated, he will fall into a fugue, and the Sentinel will be trapped in his own mental image and cannot leave.

This is even a more dangerous situation than berserk. The berserk Sentinel's five senses will reach the highest level and completely lose their minds, but they can show it anyway. As long as they are controlled and appeased in time, they will basically not be in danger of death.

But fugue sentinels often die in silence without being noticed.

The companions around the sentinel didn't notice this. If Lu Jin hadn't been keen enough to detect the abnormal fluctuations and came to take a look, he would die when others found out.

Lu Jinchao quickly judged that the sentinel had not suffered other injuries, and it was not a symptom of a physiological brain lesion. He pressed his hands on both sides of the sentinel's forehead and entered his mental image.

The barrier is still normal, and the picture should have been sorted out by other guides before, and it is quite clean, but I don't know why he suddenly fell into a fugue while resting.

The Sentinel's image is of a long corridor, like a hotel layout, with doors on either side.

Lu Jin searched for the sentinel's spiritual projection, and he had to do so as soon as possible, the mental projection in the fugue would gradually weaken, and if he failed to find the sentry before it disappeared, he would still die.

The end of the corridor could be seen at a glance, and there was no one there. Lu Jin pushed open the door of the nearest room, and the room was filled with many translucent bottles, shining brightly.

Lu Jinchao stretched out his hand to touch it lightly, and memory fragments flooded into his mind. He saw the experience of the sentinel when he was young——

Lu Jinchao immediately withdrew his hand, he didn't have the habit of probing other people's memories at will.

There was a small door on the side of the room, Lu Jin pushed it open, and there was also a room with other doors, containing some scattered small objects.

Lu Jinchao understood that this is a maze composed of many rooms, and the sentry should be in one of the rooms.

Okay, let's start looking quickly. In this case, you must draw a detailed map in your mind, otherwise it will be too easy to get lost.

Lu Jinchao quickly pushed open a few doors, and stretched out his mental strength to look for the sentinel. He knew that time is life, and the wind was blowing under his feet. When he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door in front of him, he had already stepped out——

Then one foot in the air.

Lu Jin fell into the void.

Consciousness returned to his body in an instant, and Lu Jinchao opened his eyes, only to see the calm face of the sentinel.

— the sentinel chased him out.

Lu Jin took a deep breath and forcibly settled his mind. Excessive emotions and long hours of work have affected his level. Normally, he would not make such a mistake.

Someone pushed the door open and saw Lu Jinchao squatting in the room: "Huh?"

"He's lost in mind wandering." Lu Jin said quickly, "We must pull him out, give me some time."

He closed his eyes and re-entered the Sentinel's mental picture.

It is still a long corridor with many doors.

This time, Lu Jinchao didn't push the door rashly to enter. The door was made of wood, and there was a gap between it and the floor, through which water could flow.

He gathered his mind, mobilized all his spiritual power, and spread them out.

Water emerged from the soles of Lu Jinchao's feet, carrying a slight salty smell of the sea.

The water quickly accumulated, spread silently in all directions, flowed into the cracks of the door, and invaded other rooms, one after another, at a speed as fast as a water pipe burst.

The flowing water outlines the shape of the spiritual landscape, extending in all directions and full of mysteries. Lu Jinchao can clearly find out which rooms have memories, which rooms have sundries, and which rooms have traps behind their doors.

The spiritual power seemed to be endless, and the water surface spread, spreading continuously, flooding the floors of all rooms.

Until it hit a pair of shoes.

Lu Jin stepped forward abruptly.

The mental power has already ascertained the detailed appearance of the picture for him, he quickly followed the shortest route to that room, turned left, forward, then right, and then two rooms forward...

Lu Jin pushed open the last door in front of him.

A small figure curled up in the corner of the room. A three or four-year-old boy with his arms around his knees heard Lu Jin coming in and cast a horrified look.

"who are you?"

...Is this the mental projection of the Sentinel?

Lu Jinchao stepped lightly and approached him slowly. Yes, from the image in the mental image, it can be seen that Sentinel is a person who misses his childhood very much.

"I'm here to take you out." He said softly.

The boy shook his head immediately: "I don't want to go out, it's very noisy outside, and there are a lot of voices."

"I will help you." Lu Jinchao knelt down in front of him, "There are still many people who need you."

The boy hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head: "I'm fine here."

"But there is no one else here, here alone, won't you be lonely?"

"A little bit, but it's pretty scary out there."

Lu Jinchao didn't know what kind of tragic situation it was that made the young soldiers feel so resistant. With his mental strength as the support, the sentinel's figure would not continue to blur for the time being, but he couldn't hold on for too long.

"There are many people waiting for you, your comrades-in-arms, your parents, and those who were saved by you, they are all waiting to thank you."

"……Really?"

"real."

The boy hesitated for a moment, and finally stretched out his hand, and was pulled up by Lu Jinchao.

The small body only reached between Lu Jin's legs.

The Sentinel in the fugue appears in the most vulnerable form, sealing himself in the mental image, if no one brings him out...he will sleep here forever.

Lu Jin took the boy's cold little hand, pushed open the door next to the room, and walked in a certain direction—during the investigation, he had already found the location of the well.

The two came to the "well", and when they noticed the boy's retreat, Lu Jinchao took the lead and stood on the edge of the well: "Come on, don't be afraid, let's jump in together."

"..." The boy bit his lower lip, and finally stepped up to the edge.

They jumped.

The sentinel opened his eyes instantly, and countless sounds and smells poured into his mind, almost bringing back painful memories from hours ago, but before the information had an impact, the sense of hearing and smell were immediately adjusted.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

"Hush—" Lu Jinchao made a silent gesture, and said softly, "Take a rest."

Under the grateful eyes of the sentries, he stood up, stepped over the sleeping sentries, and quietly left the room as he had come.