The Heartthrob Guide: Dodder of S-Class Sentinels

Chapter 20 Breaking Through the Mental Barrier
"what happened?"

Gis in the observation room suddenly stood up and looked at everything in the room worriedly through the glass.

"It's alienation. The Sentinel has started alienating again?"

"No, it's not."

"The mental barrier has accepted it!"

"..."

The sentries hiding in the dark were lured by an inexplicable fragrance. They all breathed out, wanting to rush forward but not daring to. They could only grit their teeth and endure it.

Time seemed to have sunk into a sticky quagmire. After an unknown amount of time, the alienated sentry gradually seemed to have exhausted all his strength to resist. His roars and struggles came to an abrupt end, and his tense body slowly relaxed. He seemed to have accepted his fate, his shoulders sank slightly, his limbs became limp and powerless, and he allowed the vines to climb and entangle on his body at will, completely giving himself up.

"Yes." Huo Sen behind him continued to persuade, "Break through his barrier, enter him, and find his spiritual body..."

Something shattered with a scratching sound, and a passage opened up directly in front of Lin Nan.

Once the barrier was broken, the vines swam towards the target unhindered like a school of agile fish, and her fingers emitted green spiritual threads, easily entering the other party's mental picture.

Lin Nan felt a little bewildered. She had actually passed through the mental barrier and entered the sentinel's mental image.

She stood in a strange, dark cave, at a loss...

Once the spirits are connected successfully, there is no way to stop it.

"Director, why is it so quiet?"

A red light flickered faintly in Huo Sen's headset, and Gis's puzzled voice came from it.

He looked at the girl in front of him hugging another man and said, "There's a deep spiritual connection."

After hearing this, Gis was secretly surprised.

How come, deep linking is that simple?

Doesn’t it require a lot of preparation?
White Tower staff members at mid-level and above received an annual deep-seated counseling session as a work benefit. Gis had also made an appointment with a senior guide. He vividly remembered that time. The seemingly young and frail guide spent over an hour just getting him to bathe and fumigate. She didn't even allow him to lie directly on the examination bed. Instead, she had him tie his hands, put an electric shock collar around his neck, and kneeled on the ground to penetrate him from behind...

In-depth counseling will bring the doctor-patient relationship very close. Every senior guide has his or her own little quirks. How can it be so simple and crude?

How did she get in so quickly?
"Gis, report the data."

Huo Sen said in a cold voice, and the people in the observation room finally reacted.

On the computer screen, the wavelengths of red and green are constantly changing. The White Tower has a self-made system that can monitor the emotional state of the sentries on duty at any time.

As long as the pollution value reaches a certain number, they will be judged as high polluters and forced to wear electric shock collars and act under the supervision of the tower.

Once the animal shows signs of attacking, the electric shock collar will deliver a strong electric shock to anesthetize or stun it.

Generally speaking, the pollution value and the alienation value increase at the same rate. If the pollution value decreases, the alienation value will definitely decrease as well. There has never been a case where the alienation value alone decreases.

"Reporting to the Director, the alienation value is 92, down 2 points. The pollution value remains unchanged. High-risk alert."

"The level difference between the Guide and Sentinel is too great. Should we forcibly terminate the link?"

Huo Sen looked at the girl in his arms, whose face was gradually turning pale and sweating all over. He paused and said, "No need, continue monitoring."

"Yes."

Lin Nan felt a little dizzy. Her mind struggled to navigate the Sentinel's brain. Even though the Sentinel before her had fully blossomed for her, she still found it difficult.

Every step forward seemed to drain her of all her strength. She struggled to control her mental threads, trying to find the right path through this unfamiliar and complex brain region. However, the chaotic mental fluctuations and the intense pressure caused her mental threads to tremble constantly, threatening to break at any moment.

Lin Nan felt sweat dripping from her forehead. Usually, low-level guides could only do some shallow guidance outside the sentinel's mental barrier. This was her first time to penetrate the mental picture so deeply.

A feeling of suffocation and oppression surged towards her from all directions.

Her legs were about to give out, and her hands, which had been gently resting on the sentry's abdominal muscles, were changed to hug his waist, and her whole body collapsed weakly.

A pair of hands, whose identities were unknown, reached out from behind and caught her.

"Relax and take your time."

A man's deep voice sounded beside her ears, and then she felt herself floating up, her body fitting together with a strong body.

Lin Nan's entire attention was focused on the sentry's spiritual realm, and she had no idea what was happening outside. The person behind her gave her tremendous energy, allowing her to calm down a little.

As the area of ​​skin contact increases, it becomes easier for her spiritual threads to enter.

Lin Nan found himself in a dark underground place. There was no light anywhere, and it was filled with a stale and damp smell. The jagged rocks in the caves looked like broken fangs, baring outwards ferociously.

Lin Nan knew that he had come to the depths of the sentinel's mental landscape, a place that was fragile and private, a manifestation of the master's state of mind and emotions, hiding his most unknown secrets.

The dim light squeezed in with difficulty, and just as it illuminated a few feet of the entrance, it was swallowed up by the thick darkness.

She slowly walked deeper into the cave, the path difficult to navigate. Sharp scratches crisscrossed the walls, both new and old, stained with blood. Thick, dark red clots clung to the scratches, some dried up, forming dark brown scabs, while others still shone a faint crimson.

When Lin Nan saw these, he felt - pain!

It seems that the people living here have been tortured by illness for a long time, as if there are maggots in their bones, mercilessly gnawing at every inch of their body.

She walked deeper and deeper until she reached the end of the cave, where she saw a small wooden house.

Lin Nan stood at the door and looked, then reached out and pushed the door open without hesitation.

The old door slowly opened with a creak, and Lin Nan's elongated figure was reflected in the room.

This seems to be a dormitory for multiple people. Two bunk beds take up most of the space. On the only desk in front of the window lies an old group photo.

Lin Nan walked closer and saw a group photo of several young sentinels. They seemed to have a very good relationship, with their arms around each other and bright smiles on their faces.

She recognized the face of one of the men; it was the alienated sentinel.

The spiritual picture is the softest and safest place for a sentry, where the people and things he cares most about are kept. However, in this house, except for the photos which are in color, everything else is gray. Everywhere you look, it is extremely dirty. The floor and the bed are covered with thick mud. The mud is foul-smelling and is slowly eroding everything.

She put the photo frame back to its original place, smelled the unusually strong odor in the room, thought for a moment, then raised her hand and opened the window.

It was still pitch black outside, with no comfortable wilderness and no warm sunshine. Outside the window of the cabin, there were still tiny dwellings one after another, densely packed like a beehive.

They seemed to live in a giant tiankeng, with countless small wooden houses built on the steep cliffs. Everywhere you looked, there was only crampedness and confinement. It seemed as if the place was perpetually dark and damp, with no sunlight.

Even though Lin Nan knew that all this was fake, he still found it difficult to adapt for a while.

I think this is probably the "home" of this sentry.

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(End of this chapter)