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

"Chairman Meino, please don't try to test me rashly again. I almost couldn't respond to what you just said."

If she hadn't had a backup plan, this whole thing would never have ended.

"I got so into the role that I couldn't control my emotions for a moment, especially since it was the first time I had encountered a worthy opponent."

"Is that so? Of course I choose to believe Commander Meino."

Mingye crossed his legs, leaned back, and relaxed his nerves.

He needed a smart director as a partner to act with him from time to time, and Shuzao was just right. She was smart and could understand his hints.

"I have a suggestion: you can be my personal mentor, not on a spiritual level, just in name only."

You can use my power to do your own things, such as the Latfa issue.

Shu Zao shook her head frantically, her face looking like she'd eaten shit: "No need. If I didn't have good eyesight and notice the details, I would have ruined the performance long ago."

The hints he gave were too subtle; you could easily miss them if you weren't paying attention.

"No rush, you can take your time to consider it. This deal is very worthwhile for you."

"No need to think about it. If I mess up one performance, everything will fall apart. I don't like jumping off a cliff."

Mingye stood up and straightened his sleeves: "I see. I won't make things difficult for Director Shuzao. Let's go, I'll take you to collect the sealed sentries."

"I don't want to accept it for now." Shu Zao didn't rush to agree, as that would provoke the other party's rebellious mentality.

"You broke my limbs, choked me, and made me lose face so badly. Do you think I don't hold a grudge?"

Shu Zao: "…………" He's already betrayed us before we even left the meeting room. No wonder he's such a young man who can be a sentinel for the speaker.

Meino is 33 years old this year, which is quite young for someone his age to have climbed to the position of speaker.

"Okay, I'll go and invite my great-great-great-great-grandfather home."

Upon arriving in the central city, her hidden feuding families also recognized her strength.

The deterrent effect of sealing off the sentries is no longer as great as her own.

It can be woken up and made to glow and generate heat.

The older the better, preferably an original Sentinel, so that Fuyuan and the others know what a difference there is.

They will train even harder.

Mingye: "Whatever it was like when it was sealed away, it will be the same when it wakes up."

Shu Zao rolled her eyes at Ming Ye: "Youth can't be sealed away, time doesn't stop."

"You can take his age when it was sealed as his age, and that will give you some comfort."

"Chairman Meino really knows how to comfort Director."

She didn't ask about the industry; everyone there was a smart guide/sentinel who knew when to stop.

He got what he wanted, and so did he.

The collaboration ended when the meeting concluded.

Both parties are cleared.

Mingye stood at the doorway, stepping aside to let him pass. "I can't go in. If a coffin lights up, put your hand on it, and it will open."

"What if it doesn't light up?"

"Who matched you with? Hurry up and go in."

Shu Zao went inside, not because she trusted Ming Ye, but because the sign at the door read "Sealed Sentry Room," and the handwriting was ancient.

The door slowly closed, and Mingye explained, "After you make your selection and bring the sentry to the door, it will open again."

"Oh, thank you."

"Ha, I don't want to hear thank you." Thank you is the most useless thing; you get nothing out of it, it's just empty words.

Shuzao stared blankly at the glowing coffin.

It's lit up, but how is she supposed to choose when it's all lit up?

There's no date on the coffin, and no user manual around it. Should we ask them?

She acts on her whims and has a strong ability to execute her plans.

"Um, everyone, I want strong players. If you're not strong, please 'turn off the lights'."

No response.

Damn it, she was dumbfounded. If their strength wasn't outstanding, they wouldn't be qualified for sealing.

"I want the original Sentinel."

"Whoosh."

Only two coffins remained glowing.

There is a play!

"I want someone handsome."

Both coffins were glowing.

"Height over 190cm, with long legs, not a long torso."

Everything is lit up.

"You need at least six-pack abs, and your pectoral muscles can't be too big."

It's still lit.

"The spirit cannot be a monkey, a baboon, a Barbary lion..."

Two lights are still on.

"Damn it, I don't believe it. The age at the time of sealing cannot be more than 30."

The surrounding brightness remained unchanged.

"Nice hands, skin can't be too dark, a Sentinel who doesn't look like a father."

Shu Zao said Shu Zao's words, "The coffin is bright and clear."

Two hours later.

She took a bottle of water from the space chip and drank it. An hour and a half earlier, she had taken out the sofa, sat down, and asked a question.

There's no other way; she doesn't want it anymore.

Shu Zao spoke in a lazy, nonchalant voice, without any hope: "Black hair first."

The light dimmed, and before she could react, she was still playing with the bottle, trying to find the differences between the sentries in the two coffins.

The spot-the-difference game wasn't as difficult as this one; she couldn't see the sentries inside.

"Your teeth are perfectly aligned."

"My leg hair isn't long."

"Yes—" Shuzao stopped speaking. She looked away from the bottle and saw that only one coffin was glowing.

The background music from the successful dating show "If You Are the One" played in her head.

She excitedly placed her hand on the coffin, which opened inch by inch. When she met a pair of dark eyes, Shu Zao almost drew her knife and stabbed him.

scared her to death.

"Mrs. Mrs.... too——"

Yuanli: "You stutter?" How could he be matched with a flawed mentor? His standards must be quite high.

Sentinels can choose special guides "themselves," and only those that meet the requirements are eligible for matching.

This is a preferential treatment given to the sealed Sentinel by the matchmaking pool, a sign of great favor to the hero.

"You don't stutter. Considering your age, I have to respect my elders."

I was just kidding you.

She knew where he had won; it wasn't his teeth or leg hair, but his long, black hair.

The kind that can grow as long as it wants.

"Would you like me to help you up?"

"No need, we'll replace you."

He knew she was his partner; otherwise, the coffin wouldn't have been opened, and he wouldn't have woken up.

What were the conditions he set in the first place? To encounter such an oddball.

Tsk, it's been too long, he's forgotten.

"Can your hair float on its own? If not, it's better to cut it off. It gets dirty when you mop the floor, and you can't keep up with washing it."

The whole family combined uses less water than he does.

"It's cut."

"Should I cut it?" Shu Zao asked.

"Okay." She'll cut it if she wants.

"How long should it be?"

"Up to the waist."

"It looks good down to the buttocks. Of course, this is just my suggestion. You can start with the buttocks, and if you're not satisfied, then move on to the waist. What do you think?"

He has long legs, and his hair reaches just to his hips.

Yuan Li: "Yes."

"Come closer, turn your back to me." Shu Zao closed the lid of the coffin where he was lying and tidied her hair on it.

Yuanli turned around.

"Click."

"Click."

"It's okay, see if it's alright?" Shuzao put down the knife and picked up the mirror. She didn't have scissors in her spatial chip, so she used Kasi's knife, which could cut through iron like mud.

They placed his hair on the coffin, combed it, and then cut it off with two strokes.

"You used a knife to cut it?" Yuanli's finger trembled slightly as she pointed at the knife.

Shu Zao proudly patted his chest: "Yeah, all done neatly, two cuts and it's done. I don't have scissors in my spatial chip."

There's a knife inside scissors; round it up, and scissors becomes a knife, and a knife becomes scissors.