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

Drop, drop, drop.

The sound of the life monitor echoed in his ears, and he could vaguely hear the voice from beside him, which was gradually becoming clear as his consciousness returned.

The eyelids are very heavy, and there is pain in the chest, legs and arms, but it is not severe, and the pain should be adjusted to an appropriate level by the guide.

Much like waking up from anesthesia.

The last memory came to mind, the cold and dark river water seemed to engulf all living beings, the loud noise of the serial explosions was far less loud after being separated by the water, but the violent vibration and impact were still clearly felt.

Blood flowed from the bullet hole in the leg, and melted into the river silently, and the surrounding area was so cold that it could freeze the whole body.

Lin Xiaoming endured the pain and swam forward. In the mental image, countless black parts were condensing, compressing the sensory information that would overload him into something useful.

Under the surface of the water at night, he encountered the soft and huge body of the anaconda.

After that it all went to darkness.

Apparently he got a response. As the person who volunteered to sign up to participate in the final operation, Lin Xiaoming knew from the very beginning that this was a ten-death plan-infiltrate the last base of the Dogon people, plant enough explosives, and go to the top before the explosion. Qianduogong escaped from the sniper attack.

But he succeeded.

And... still alive.

The voice continued, and as he regained consciousness, he recognized the voices of Nicola and Cromwell. They were talking about the three-year-long operation on the Skaar galaxy, and what other "little white bottles" were there.

Lin Xiaoming gathered his strength and slowly opened his eyes after a few minutes.

The voice stopped.

"Awake?" Nicola looked down at his situation. He pressed the button and opened the door of the treatment cabin. "It's faster than I thought."

Lin Xiaoming was lying in the treatment cabin of the ward. The cabin door was opened. As the pressure changed, a faint white mist appeared in front of him. Cromwell stepped back a little, and his glasses were covered by the mist.

Next to him is the guide who is responsible for assisting this mission, and has been monitoring the situation of Lin Xiaoming's mental image to prevent him from falling into a frenzy or fugue.

Seeing that Lin Xiaoming's condition is stable, several people may discuss some private matters. The guide and Nicola took care of him and left the ward for the time being.

Lin Xiaoming's voice was hoarse: "How about the mission?"

"It went very smoothly. Their main base was blown up, and all the fleeing Dogon people were captured. After three years of hard work, we have completely cleared all the ambushes and arrangements of the Dogon people on the Skaar galaxy. Now It's completely safe here."

Lin Xiaoming nodded, he closed his eyes, three years, countless times he sneaked in the most dangerous places, dealt with one enemy after another, countless times he was injured, the old wounds have not fully healed, the new ones The wound appeared in another place.

During countless difficult late nights when he was struggling with pain, he relied on the bottle of guide element Lu Jinchao gave him to endure silently, thinking of his amber eyes, thinking of his smiling voice, and fantasizing about being with him after returning from the mission. The scene when he met, just survived like this.

People still need faith. Lin Xiaoming has the obsession to revenge in his heart, and the desire not to be swallowed by hatred. He must go back alive.

Love lasts longer than hate.

Seeing that Lin Xiaoming was in good spirits, Cromwell couldn't help sighing: "You are really terrifying. You jumped from such a high place with injuries and swam for thousands of meters. If it wasn't for the inspection that it was indeed With a mortal body, I almost suspect that you are a bionic person."

"You are indeed the person with the best performance in the entire second department. If you go to the military department, you will definitely be trained as an extreme individual soldier. I heard that those old guys in the military department have been thinking about it for a long time, but they have not been able to find a suitable one. candidates."

That night, Lin Xiaoming was taken out of the river by the anaconda, and they immediately put the sentinel into the treatment cabin prepared in advance.

Lin Xiaoming had several broken ribs. No matter how standard his high-altitude diving posture was, the impact force was not a joke. His lungs were injured by the impact force of the bullet, and he was damaged a second time when he fell into the water. He was also consumed a lot during swimming, and the damage was also very serious. , The gunshot wound on the leg is nothing compared to this.

Seeing Lin Xiaoming, everyone who responded felt that his injury was too light. He broke through from a base with thousands of Dogon people!Judging from Lin Xiaoming's injuries, he was only hit by two bullets, one in the leg and one in the chest, other than that, he was intact with only some minor bruises and abrasions.

The most frightening thing was that Lin Xiaoming didn't go berserk in such intense pain.

The sentinel's senses are much more sensitive than ordinary people's. Even the rough material of the clothes on their bodies can cause them to bleed from the friction caused by scratching, let alone such a serious injury.

The guide who was waiting aside in advance immediately sorted out the scene for Lin Xiaoming, but was firmly blocked by the solid barrier of the sentinel and could not enter it.

The guide was terribly anxious, thinking that Lin Xiaoming had closed the scene in severe pain, but soon she found that the sentinel was fine and his mental state was quite stable.

The inability to enter is only because Lin Xiaoming's barrier is too strong, even in a coma, it cannot be broken through.

Under the treatment of the powerful treatment cabin, Lin Xiaoming recovered quickly and woke up on this day four days later.

Nicola: "The rest of the aftermath work will be taken over by other groups. Our mission here has been completely completed."

Lin Xiaoming: "Can I go back?"

"We are going to tell you this." Cromwell paused, feeling a little unbearable, "We just received an order and need to do another thing, so we may not be able to go back now."

Cromwell didn't miss the disappointment that flashed across Lin Xiaoming's face. Lin Xiaoming closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he hid his emotions well, and said calmly, "I see."

Cromwell comforted: "The mission site is on the Kanan star on the edge of the central galaxy. After completion, we will be able to go back to the capital star soon, and the preparatory work organization has been almost completed. We only need to carry out the last and most important task. A few steps."

"Okay." Lin Xiaoming nodded, "Tell me about it carefully."

"Recently, a drug called Little White Bottle appeared on the planet on the edge of the capital star. It is a chemically synthesized quasi-guidance, which can calm and temporarily appease the sentries. Its effect is very similar to that of medical guides. , but the cost will be much, much cheaper.”

Nicola handed the small bottle to Lin Xiaoming: "The small white bottle gradually became popular on the black market a year ago, and there are many unbound sentinels to buy and use,"

"This kind of small white bottle will be addictive if used for a long time, and the side effects are still unknown. If it is not controlled and it is allowed to circulate in the black market, it may develop into the next electronic opium."

Lin Xiaoming raised his hand and brought the bottle to his nose, pressed the nozzle and sprayed a little, but there was no smell.

He sank into the scene, and indeed observed a slight soothing effect, but it was far worse than the bottle of toilet water wizard Lu Jinchao gave him.

In his previous life, Lin Xiaoming had never heard of the existence of the small white bottle. Margali did promote guide element perfumes, but those perfumes were all extracted from the guide's own body fluids, and they were only circulated in the circle of upper guides. It was the Sentinels who were even more determined to combine with their guides, so as to achieve the purpose of using the guides to manipulate them to combine with the Sentinels.

The small white bottle is something chemically synthesized, and it circulates on the black market in relatively chaotic areas, and there is no perfume gimmick, and it is provided to those sentinels who lack guides.

Intuition told Lin Xiaoming that this thing should not have been created by Margaret, so who could it be?

"The specific information will be sent to you. During this period of time, you should cultivate your body well, and then deal with the matter of the little white bottle when you fully recover." Cromwell paused, and comforted, "after finishing the little white bottle You can go back for sure, otherwise the superior would be too inappropriate."

"Okay." Lin Xiaoming agreed, although he was a little anxious that he couldn't go back to meet Lu Jinchao immediately, but he has endured this for three years, and he can hold on a little longer.

It does sound a bit cruel to assign a new mission to Lin Xiaoming, who has just woken up from life and death and has not recovered from his injuries, but Lin Xiaoming knows that this mission opportunity was won by Nicola for him.

As early as many years ago, he told Nicola that if there were any difficult tasks, he could just give him to do them, and he wanted to accumulate meritorious service quickly.

Nicola understands the reason why Lin Xiaoming did this. If Lin Xiaoming is not good enough, as a male sentinel, Lin Xiaoming has no right to combine with the male guide Lu Jinchao.

What he desperately fought for was the opportunity to stand upright with Lu Jinchao.

What's more, now that Lu Jinchao has become the chief guide.

Cromwell handed another small bottle to Lin Xiaoming, smelling the familiar scent of toilet water again, Lin Xiaoming calmed down completely, closed his eyes, and thought about the small white bottle.

Small white bottles are popular on the edge of the central galaxy, rather than other remote areas. It stands to reason that starting from remote areas is more suitable for the development of this prohibited industry.

The manufacture of chemical products inevitably requires a large-scale factory. The specific situation depends on the information that will be sent later.

As for the mission process, Lin Xiaoming wasn't too worried. After all, he was dealing with humans this time, and the safety was much higher than fighting against the Dogon.

Lin Xiaoming's physical foundation is quite good. Under the blessing of the powerful treatment cabin, he recovered within a week. His lung damage was lighter than that of Lu Jinchao, and there was no threat of hypothermia, so the recovery speed was much faster.

They boarded the spaceship heading to Kenan in the central galaxy. Cromwell marveled at the man's perverted physical fitness while discussing information about the little white bottle with him.

Grenisu has found a factory located on the border of the central star field, which is an important manufacturing base for the small white bottle. They are tracking the main person in charge of the factory, hoping to directly achieve major results without being overwhelmed.

Lin Xiaoming's first task was to catch the person in charge.

The person in charge is called "Z" in the circulation chain of the small white bottle. He never shows his true face, and even rarely appears in that area himself. With Grenisu's intelligence acquisition ability, a year has passed, and even I couldn't figure out whether Z was a man or a woman.

No matter how sideways it is, Kenan Star is still a part of the central galaxy. Being able to do this under the nose of the federal government has to make people wonder whether this Z has any background.

Starnet has been very lively recently. Not long ago, an article called "Drowning" was published, which directly pointed to the predicament that guides are facing, causing an uproar.

Even if the author of the article is banned and various resources are constantly deleted, it cannot stop the rapid spread of the article through other unexpected ways.

Lin Xiaoming knew that it was Zhang Jiyue's account, and that a creator who focused on pornographic content could write such serious content, which only showed one thing, and he posted it out of emotion.

Then it is easy to deduce that Zhang Jiyue at this point in time should have married that security guard against the wishes of the family.

However, Lin Xiaoming is not sure whether Zhang Jiyue's combined sentinel will still be the one from his previous life. After all, his rebirth has affected too many things. Under the butterfly effect, everything is possible.

The spaceship was taking off, and Lin Xiaoming looked out the window. On the surging river, the glorious mansion that used to be a landmark building was razed to the ground, just like the latent forces that the Dogon had planted in the Skaar galaxy for a long time, it no longer existed.

A month later.

Lin Xiaoming leaned against the window of the abandoned building, looking at the empty and deserted street below.

It has been a while since he came to Kainan Star. According to the information provided by the organization, he stepped on the spot again, investigated the supply chain of the small white bottle, and even sneaked into the factory many times.

As the intelligence said, the main person in charge, Z, is indeed quite mysterious. Z almost never appears on this planet, and all instructions are issued remotely through communication. They tried to intercept the signal to decipher the message, but the result was not good.

In order to lure the snake out of the hole, Lin Xiaoming created some troubles.

For chemically synthesized products like this, the problem of raw materials is a big deal. Even if the original formula and process are followed, the finished product will not be effective at all, and may even cause harm to the user.

Judging from the information provided by the organization, coupled with Lin Xiaoming's investigation during this period, Z is likely to be responsible for the formula, while another person is responsible for the sales and other links.

Sure enough, on the third day of Lin Xiaoming's work, he successfully found the trace of "Z" near the factory.

The sentinel's excellent eyesight allowed him to see clearly the figure thousands of meters away in the dark night. He looked like a man in a windbreaker, walking hurriedly towards the factory.

Patience is a quality that a qualified spy must possess. Four hours later, Lin Xiaoming once again saw the flashing figure of Z in a corner far away.

He quietly left the window.

Concentrating most of his attention on hearing, the wind and other noisy interfering sounds are all filtered out, and the sound of footsteps thousands of meters away is so clear in his ears, Lin Xiaoming chooses the fastest route to approach, and when he is [-] meters away from the target, no longer keep approaching.

He kept a safe distance from the target, followed quietly, walked along the path that Z passed, and paid attention to all the traces left by him, shoe prints or any residual smell.

The opponent is quite sharp and sophisticated, and has a certain anti-tracking ability.

Z's body is clean, the sentry's nose can't distinguish the target's body odor from the odor molecules in the air, and it hasn't rained in this area recently, so it's hard to leave it if you don't step on a place with dust and sand on purpose footprint.

But sound is inevitable.

The height can be deduced from the pace, and the lung capacity can be judged from the sound of breathing. Z should not be a sentinel.

Lin Xiaoming followed Z silently. There were too many opponents near the factory, and it was easy to startle them. He planned to wait for Z to go to a relatively remote place before making a move according to the situation.

This area has been abandoned for a long time. There are some unfinished buildings on the ground. The skeleton of the building has been more dilapidated due to the wind and sun for more than ten years. Some walls have cracks under the erosion of plants and wind and rain, and they are perfectly formed under the ground. The cover of the factory, before Lin Xiaoming came to investigate, he would never have thought that such a large-scale secret factory was hidden.

Z seemed to have discovered the "tail" that was following far behind, and intentionally or unintentionally led him to the most complicated terrain.

Lin Xiaoming was not in a hurry, he still kept a distance of [-] meters, and was led by the other party into the jungle of unfinished buildings.

The sound of footsteps disappeared in front of him, replaced by the sound of climbing, the friction between clothes and pipes was quite light, and the gravel was stepped on. Everything reminded Lin Xiaoming that Z entered the building on the left.

The sentry dodges in through the empty window, unless the other party turns into a cat and makes no sound at all, no matter how Z hides, he can't get rid of him.

Lin Xiaoming restrained all his mental power, even if Z was a guide and released the spiritual domain to explore, there was no trace of him at all.

When he was sprayed with pepper water, even Lu Jinchao, the chief guide, couldn't find him with mental search, let alone other guides?

After hiding for a few minutes, Lin Xiaoming clearly heard the sound of footsteps above his head, going to another building through the overpass between the floors.

The overpass is the only way to the high-rise building on the opposite side. If you rush to follow, it is easy to face the opponent head-on when they are on guard, but if you choose to go downstairs and approach from the ground, the time difference between the two is the absolute way for Z to escape. good opportunity.

Lin Xiaoming chose neither.

Through the sound, he was sure that Z had reached the building opposite and was leaving quickly, perhaps watching quietly from the window, hoping to find out who was following him.

Lin Xiaoming stood at the window on the tenth floor, took off the hook claws around his waist, and launched the rope obliquely upwards. The strong adsorption decoration at the end was fixed on the wall of the opposite building. Lin Xiaoming kicked his feet hard, and the whole person flew across the air A smooth arc swings into the windows of the opposite building without any mistakes.

Lin Xiaoming rolled on the ground, dissipating the momentum, and retracted the claws at the same time. Everything was completed quietly. He heard the sound of footsteps going down the stairs quickly - he came directly to the only way Z had to go. If Z continued to come down , will be caught by him.

But the footsteps stopped.

The other party seemed to be hesitant, and after a few seconds, he turned back.

Vigilant enough.

Lin Xiaoming now completely confirmed that Z is a guide. He can indeed avoid the perception of mental power, but the surrounding environment can be faithfully reflected in the spiritual realm. centimeter.

Lin Xiaoming followed quickly. The unfinished load-bearing walls, pillars and exposed stairs provided the best venue for this game of cat and mouse. The distance that can catch it in seconds.

Lin Xiaoming is well aware of the techniques of psychology, and he has never shown any traces from the beginning to the end. From time to time, he makes small movements that can be noticed by the other party, creating an atmosphere of pressing every step of the way. The other party can't guess where he is. When will you be caught.

Being in a state of tension and fear all the time will make the target make some dangerous moves.

Just like now, the target knows that as long as he goes down the stairs or the elevator shaft, he will definitely bump into him who is waiting below, so Z turns out the window and wants to slide down the pipe.

While listening to the sound of Z sliding down, Lin Xiaoming kept pace with Z and walked down the stairs.

Z is very smart, he didn't slide directly to the ground from a height of more than a dozen floors, but reached the eighth floor, then got into the building through the window, and took the stairs instead.

Little did he know that Lin Xiaoming was right in front of him. If Z had the ability to see through, he would definitely be able to spot the figure of the sentinel sticking to the wall, perfectly synchronized with himself under the first floor.

Lin Xiaoming went downstairs first. He hid sideways in the space behind the stairs, and heard Z's footsteps stepping over his head.

The moment Z hurried out of the building with his back turned, Lin Xiaoming made a move.

His arms suddenly strangled the opponent's neck, and the moment he finally approached, Z also suddenly realized the danger coming from his back, and subconsciously raised his hands up to protect his throat.

As a result, Lin Xiaoming's throat lock was blocked by the forearm, reducing the pressure on the throat and nerves, giving Z a chance to fight back.

Vigorous mental power burst out suddenly, carrying a very oppressive energy to stab the sentinel, hitting the solid barrier made of metal walls, Z is indeed a guide!

But why is this mental power so familiar? !

Z elbowed back hard and stepped on Lin Xiaoming's feet at the same time. He lost to the sentinel in terms of strength, so he broke free with ingenuity.

In the pain of being attacked, Lin Xiaoming didn't have time to think about it. He lowered his arms hard and slid over the guide's shoulders directly to his chest. With a merciless effort, he immediately heard the painful groan from the oppressed breathing.

Both arms and chest were imprisoned, and all the struggles were like mud cows sinking into the sea, with no effect at all.

Z kicked his legs with all his strength. Even if he was a guide, he still had strength as a grown man. Lin Xiaoming staggered two steps backwards, fell to the ground, rolled Z tightly under him, and pulled Z from his waist. gun.

But at the same time, Z, who barely broke free with one arm, flung out a handful of palm mines from his cuff.

The arms were interlaced, and the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against the opponent's forehead.

They fell face to face on the ground, with guns between their eyebrows.The guide swallowed hard during the interval of breathing heavily, and the familiar face that he hadn't seen in three years was reflected in the amber pupils.

He was stunned.

Lin Xiaoming was also stunned. Even though he was attacked by the familiar mental force a few seconds ago, he still didn't dare to imagine that the guess that flashed in his heart turned out to be true.

But the person he thinks about day and night is indeed under him at this moment, his eyes are bright, and the sweat on his forehead silently slides down with the frequency of his breathing, sinking into his black temples.

The author has something to say: Lu Jinchao: I didn't expect that!I'm actually the producer of Little White Bottle.

Lin Xiaoming: Didn't expect that!I'm coming for you.