Sentry: The guide who's getting extra help is very busy today.

They had no choice but to hand over Zhou Miao, as the other families were eyeing the Sogoga family covetously.

This time, the evidence is solid and undeniable.

Ratfa stomped his left foot on Zhou Miao's face and pressed down hard until blood flowed from the part of Zhou Miao's face that was touching the ground.

"I'm a little unwilling to accept this, what do you suggest we do?" Ratfa scooped a spoonful of hot oil and poured it onto Zhou Miao's torn and bleeding body, like pouring sauce before serving a dish.

The tantalizing aroma of meat mingled with a pungent, unpleasant odor.

Zhou Miao was too dirty; some of the smells had seeped into her flesh and blood.

"It's been two years, and you're still so unwilling? If you had just agreed to be my personal sentinel, what would be the point of that special guide?"

If a regular guide wants a sentinel to be their personal sentinel, the sentinel must agree.

How you agree depends on your ability.

Ratfa originally wanted to force a deep connection, but Zhou Miao's ability was defensive, so he used all his defensive abilities in the mental landscape.

She simply couldn't enter his mental landscape.

He struggled desperately as they fed him the aphrodisiac, his bones breaking several times as he fought back fiercely.

If she hadn't been worried that if he died, she wouldn't get anything, she would have left this morning.

Looking back now, I wish I had gone with it back then.

"Deliver the goods tomorrow." She was unwilling to let him leave just like that.

"Miss Ratfa, there's really no way to delay this time."

"Two hours?"

"That should work. I'll go and negotiate right away."

Ratfa grabbed the sentry's hand, and the sentry, caught off guard, was thrown heavily next to the boat.

She rode on the sentry's back, "to deliver a small gift to that special guide."

"Zhou Miao, do you think she'll still want you after seeing all this stuff on you?"

The sentry who was being held down did not dare to resist Ratfa. He opened the light screen and typed quickly, instructing the other sentries to negotiate with the sentries coming from above.

After finishing, he focused on serving Latfa, fearing that if Latfa was dissatisfied, he would become the next Zhou Miao.

Zhou Miao's fish tail had no scales; it was a blood-red fleshy tail.

The scales that grow out are peeled off by Latfa and made into all sorts of ornaments.

During the month he was captured, he was injected with drugs every few days, which caused him to be unable to transform his fishtail into legs no matter how hard he tried.

Zhou Miao closed his eyes in anguish. Ratfa's words filled him with despair as he faced his personal guide in this state.

Will she save him?

If I were in her shoes, I probably wouldn't; it's too disgusting.

He initially resisted the White Tower's forced matching rules, but unexpectedly, it was this very rule that led him to escape.

How ironic.

After adding some more ingredients, Ratfa tidied his somewhat messy hair, took out a sword from his spatial chip, and carved four characters on Zhou Miao's intact half of his face.

There was too much rotten flesh in other places, so she couldn't carve it properly.

To prevent Zhou Miao from scratching off the words, Ratfa also gave him two injections of soft tissue.

He was so weak that he was about to reach the special guide.

Three injections of medication that was not conducive to wound healing were also given to ensure that the special guide could see what she was seeing.

"Pack it in a pink box and tell them to send it as an express delivery," Ratfa said before turning and walking away without looking back.

It can arrive within a day.

…………

While eating, Shuzao talked to Xian Yue'an about her abilities.

They ate hot pot, but instead of sitting on stools, they sat cross-legged on cushions.

Xian Yue'an's eyes lit up. "Wow, that's amazing! Sister Zao, you'll have to look after me from now on."

I can't even imagine how cool Shuzao would look when she uses her abilities. I need to work hard to improve my strength so that I can go on missions with Shuzao as soon as possible.

"Absolutely, the two of us together are invincible." Shu Zao raised her glass and clinked it with Xian Yue'an.

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

"Clink." The sound of cups clinking together.

Edford would add food to their plates every now and then to make sure they weren't empty.

After eating almost all of her food, Xian Yue'an used both hands and feet to climb from opposite Shu Zao to Shu Zao's side and put her arm around Shu Zao's shoulder.

"Shuzao, I have a favor to ask. I've never seen a mermaid. When your personal sentinel arrives, could you ask him for me? I'd like to see his fish tail." She stammered, the alcohol taking effect.

"Okay, I'll message you as soon as he agrees." It's his business, and I won't force him to let me see it if he doesn't want to.

Starfish is fine as long as she has it.

However, what was his mental experience like?

Is it a smaller version of him?

I'm still somewhat looking forward to it—purely out of interest.

"Shuzao, you're so kind."

"By the way, which are your personal sentinels? Are they easy to get along with? If they're not, tell me, and I'll unleash my ultimate attack."

She'll protect her sisters!

"Wait a minute, I haven't looked yet." After buying groceries, Xian Yue'an came to Shu Zao's place but hadn't thought to look at it.

"Mo Shu, you know Mo Shu, right?" Xian Yue'an opened the light screen to check, and the first name was Mo Shu.

"I remember, we've been on missions together before." Shu Zao nodded, her face flushed pink.

He was clearly quite drunk.

"Then I'll skip it. Huh? Who's this? It's new! Shuzao, look at him, isn't he someone who hasn't appeared in the future?" Xian Yue'an reached out, the enlarged screen almost touching Shuzao's eyes.

"I don't know. You have too many personal sentinels. Yue'an, you're not clear-headed right now. Maybe you'll remember when you're more awake."

I have something I want to tell you tomorrow, it's very important. If I don't tell you, please remind me.

She plans to be honest with Yue'an.

Good friends don't keep secrets.

"Mmm, I remember," Crescent Moon touched the screen again and found that the sentry had not changed.

"Huh? Didn't I already order? Why is it still him?"

Shu Zao leaned closer to look at the page number, which was '3', and pinched Xian Yue An's cheek with a smile: "Silly girl, they're twins. Their skin tones are different. You're such a good eater, you little brat."

"So they're twins. Oh, by the way," Crescent Moon Ann gave a mysterious smile, "Shu Zao, do you know why they 'photograph' you during the matching room?"

Why?

"Let's test how big a size you can hold, you'd never guess, hehehe."

Shu Zao's eyes were filled with confusion and shock. "A simple scan can detect it? That's so high-tech!"

It feels like the word "photograph" has nothing to do with what Yuean said.

"Of course, I wouldn't know if I hadn't awakened... I don't think there are twins." Xuan Yue An's thoughts were fragmented and almost impossible to connect.

"I don't remember either." If they were, given this setup, she could forget their names, but she couldn't possibly forget their existence.

Two drunkards lay huddled together on the ground.

It's so good to be young; you can fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow.

Edford gave them both a hangover cure, changed them into pajamas, put them on the bed, covered them with a blanket, and then left the bedroom to dutifully clean up the dishes.

Three hours later,

Shu Zao removed Xian Yue'an's hand from her body and got up.

She tapped the light screen, and message boxes from Kasi, Xingyao, and Fuyuan popped up.

Which one should we look at first?

Let's look at the ones with less news first.

There may be many issues, so we'll handle them gradually.

Shu opened Fu Yuan's chat box early in the morning. He was asking when it would be convenient for him to move to the 88th floor.

"Hmm, Shuzao, what are you looking at?" Xian Yue'an rested her chin on Shuzao's shoulder, her arm on Shuzao's arm, and her whole body on Shuzao's back.

Like a sloth hanging from a tree.

"Check out Green Bubble's news."

They looked at each other, and the memories from before they went to sleep quickly "resurrected" in their minds.

Xian Yue'an threatened fiercely, "Don't tell anyone, or I'll hang this on your door tomorrow and let you see how it sways in the wind."

I never imagined I'd be so "unrestrained" after drinking, daring to say such things so openly, and then there was her laughter after she said them.

Aaaaaah!!!

I want to leave this world.

Shu Zao made a gesture to seal her mouth, "I won't say anything, it's okay. This is just between you and me. It's normal for girlfriends to have a few drinks and chat about a little bit of sex."

"Once our personal sentinel arrives, we'll likely be complaining about it; this is just the appetizer."

Even if your personal sentinel is perfectly 'online' 24/7, there will always be friction when you're living together.

They need to confide in each other to reduce mental health issues.

Other dedicated sentries may not be reliable, not because there's anything wrong with their equipment, but because of a vague sense of distrust.

It's best to vent to your best friend.

"Shuzao, you're right."