You're sending max-level players to be cannon fodder?

It took Zhong Xun a lot of effort to pull himself back from the brink of disaster.

He was afraid it was just his imagination, so he asked in an unusually soft tone, "Hidden?"

"Ugh, wait, wait..." "Hidden" kept gnawing, and when it reached the point where it connected with the mental energy, it mumbled, "This might hurt a little."

Zhong Xun's voice was seductive: "It won't hurt, can you eat all of this?"

"Sure, it's quite to my liking." "Hidden" said, "I just woke up. Were you in the 'Miasma'? A-rank or S-rank? How did you manage to invade my mental sea?"

"It doesn't matter!" Zhong Xun said, "Hide, devour them completely, don't let a single one escape. You can use the energy in your spiritual sea from now on."

"Really?!" "Hidden"'s tone trembled with surprise, as if he had suddenly won fifty million.

"real!"

"Just a few, no problem!"

"Hidden" is like a snake, gnawing from bottom to top, then swinging to another snake and then from top to bottom. "You know, this thing, chewing and chewing, is even crunchy."

Zhong Xun's lungs, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly opened, and oxygen rushed in fiercely. The feeling of surviving the ordeal made him dizzy, and he didn't even know when someone was holding him up.

"...Zhong Xun!"

"Zhong Xun!!"

Zhong Xun suddenly opened his eyes, but couldn't see what was in front of him clearly at first. He tilted his head back and leaned on Meng Jingting's shoulder with difficulty. His pheromones were surprisingly disordered.

Meng Jingting had just offered some comfort, but to no avail. Large beads of sweat streamed down Zhong Xun's pale cheeks, and behind the shocking wetness lay a heartbreaking vulnerability.

"Meng Jingting!" Zhong Xun suddenly grabbed the man's arm, gripping it so tightly that his fingertips turned blue.

"It's me! Look at me, Zhong Xun!" Meng Jing responded sharply, pulling Zhong Xun's wandering soul back to reality.

"Meng Jingting..." Zhong Xun's eyelashes were wet, and in the instant his vision cleared, he saw a cold and handsome face as he wished.

Zhong Xun suddenly laughed.

  

It was as if he had lived another life, gazing at Meng Jingting across a long, silent stretch of time. His recent almost reactive, self-destructive emotions stemmed from Zhong Xun's weariness as a puppet. But what if there was no next life, no restart?

Will he never see Meng Jingting again?

Actually, that's fine too. Rather than going back to the past and letting the puppet continue to torment Meng Jingting, it's better to die and be done with it.

Zhong Xun's eyes were clear and bright, his pupils warm and slightly sour. A warm drop of sweat landed on Meng Jingting's finger, making him shiver slightly.

In the silence, Meng Jing slowly raised his head to look at Xue Yan, and said, word by word, "What did you do?"

Xue Yan's mind was invaded by tentacles, and even though she wasn't actually hurt, she was still in a daze. When she heard Meng Jing ask that question, her blood ran cold.

"I...I didn't...I didn't do anything..." Xue Yan said, trembling with fear.

She was just jealous of Zhong Xun's good life and made a few sarcastic remarks, but she was suddenly acting like she was possessed by a ghost, feeling extremely uncomfortable. When she finally came to her senses, Zhong Xun's condition was even more frightening. He trampled over a night-blooming cereus, which attracted the attention of the servants who came to check.

As soon as the news came out, Meng Jingting strode over from the front hall, and then a whole bunch of other people arrived one after another.

Xue Yan didn't understand why this was happening either, but she was good at projecting her own situation onto others. Perhaps she was too afraid of being targeted or humiliated in this setting, so she suddenly pointed at Zhong Xun and blurted out, "He orchestrated this himself!"

Zhong Xun was unable to speak, but gradually calmed down under Meng Jingting's pheromones.

"Stealth, well done," Zhong Xun said.

"Concealment" sensed his deep exhaustion and glanced outside. "Holy crap, you're not in the 'Mist'? Were those things... trying to control you?" "Concealment" clicked its tongue. "You offended some intelligent, high-level pollutant? No problem, lend me your mental sea, I'll deal with these things for you. Wait, where is this S-rank adjudicator putting his hands?"

Zhong Xun chuckled: "He's my Alpha, what's so surprising?"

"Hide": "Hmph!"

"What do you mean by 'Young Master Zhong directed and acted this himself'?" The woman who had toasted Zhong Xun from afar earlier frowned and stepped forward. "Young Master Zhong was just enjoying the flowers when you brought people up to provoke him. Do you know why I say this? I heard you showing off the pearls around your neck, saying they belonged to someone else's mother and that your husband dotes on you and gave them to you."

Xue Yan's skills were something that the people present would normally disdain to look at, but once they were brought into the open, they became particularly despicable.

"Oh dear," a wealthy woman in the crowd sighed leisurely, "Luckily, if it had fallen into my hands..."

The unspoken words are clear to everyone.

Xie Wencheng stood aside, looking suspiciously at the two Alphas behind Xue Yan. Both were B-level. Could it be a pheromone attack?

Almost as soon as the thought crossed his mind, Xie Wencheng silently cursed. Nothing else could have hurt Zhong Xun like this. As for Xue Yan's claim of "self-directed and self-acted," that was pure nonsense. He was close by and had just sensed Zhong Xun's volatile pheromones. Although he was tightly enveloped by the cliff cypress the next second, he could tell that Zhong Xun was in extremely poor condition.

Especially that look in his eyes, it was like a farewell, Xie Wencheng almost called someone to drive him to the hospital.

The two bodyguards sensed danger and waved their hands like propellers: "No! We're innocent!"

"We didn't do anything! You can use pheromone testing!"

Qi Heye and Qi Tian also arrived.

"Mom!" Qi Tian immediately hugged the flustered Xue Yan.

Xue Yan felt the situation was getting out of control, and shook her head with tears in her eyes.

To everyone's surprise, Qi Heye looked at Zhong Xun and, in a moment of self-destruction, blurted out, "What are you doing now?"

"Help me steady." Meng Jing gently handed Zhong Xun to Xie Wencheng, then his aura suddenly changed. He strode forward, raised his hand in a flash, grabbed Qi Heye by the neck, and pushed him so hard that Qi Heye lost his footing, his face turned red, and the veins on his neck bulged.

Meng Jingting's principles prevented him from harming an Omega, but Qi Heye followed suit and walked right into the line of fire.

"Brother Jingting..." Qi Tian stepped forward to plead for mercy.

Meng Jingting's eyes turned icy: "Get out!"

Qi Heye was almost crushed to death by Meng Jingting.

"Enough!" Qian Chonglan walked over slowly, his eyes sharp, and said in a deep voice, "Jingting, release the person first."

Meng Jingting shoved Qi Heye aside.

Qian Chonglan didn't hesitate: "Boss, take them away."

The bodyguards stepped forward and restrained Qi Heye and Xue Yan. Qi Tian was temporarily spared because Yu Zhouci was protecting him.

"Come and cause trouble in my place," Qian Chonglan sneered.

Qi Heye tried to explain in a panic, but he coughed violently as soon as he opened his mouth.

The two were quickly "invited" out.

"No, how are you?" Xie Wencheng used all his strength to support Zhong Xun, afraid that the pale and thin man would fall apart and Meng Jing would strangle him if she heard it.

Zhong Xun joked, "I'm going to die..."

Xie Wencheng: "..." Take me with you.

The next second, Zhong Xun was forcefully pulled in front of him. Meng Jing frowned and shouted, "If I hear you spouting nonsense again, I'll sew your mouth shut!"

Zhong Xun remained silent, and another hot tear rolled down his cheek.

Meng Jingting: "..."

In the depths of the mind, "Hidden" exclaimed in admiration: "You're a true movie star!"