Transmigrated into a villainous guide who picks up bargains, a useless person is transformed into a

At this moment, a piece of good news rang out from the Imperial Gene Center. The minister immediately confirmed the authenticity of the information, bursting into tears. He then prepared the materials and went to the palace immediately.

……

The doctor's words sounded like a demon's chant to Lu Weiliang.

Exchange of bodily fluids?

Is it the bodily fluid she's thinking of?

If so, she would definitely refuse. There's no way to save someone like that. If someone needs to be saved in this way, they might as well just die.

"Director Lu, if the Commander's illness lasts too long, he's prone to developing long-term effects. It's very intrusive, but I have no choice but to trouble you." The doctor brought over the suspended treatment pod and requested, "Please soothe him and have him lie down inside."

"Yes, yes, the commander chose you. No one but you can awaken her. You are his medicine."

The doctors clasped their hands together, pleading and begging, almost kneeling down in desperation.

Lu Weiliang disagreed, even feeling that they were morally blackmailing her.

What does it mean to be selected?

If you choose me, am I obligated to risk everything and give up everything to help you?

Isn't this ridiculous?

She stood motionless, her voice firm and resolute: "Impossible!"

The scene immediately descended into chaos.

Yan Zhigao, who had been silently watching from behind, stared at Lu Weiliang in deep thought. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He realized that this guide hadn't been to school for many years and was an uncultured person. Perhaps he had misunderstood the meaning of the guide element awakening.

Fluid exchange also varies in degree; in the commander's condition, a superficial exchange is sufficient.

He hurriedly spoke up, but to save face for the director, he chose to reveal the information very tactfully.

"Miss Guide, we apologize. We were too hasty and asked you to perform the rescue without our consent. I am now requesting in my capacity as your adjutant if you could give the Commander a Guide Kiss and then use your mental power to enter his mental sea and awaken him."

This isn't a request; it's an instruction manual.

Lu Weiliang's mind went blank for a moment, and her face became stiffer than a dead fish that had been frozen for three months.

She really should buy two pounds of stain remover and clean out the yellow stuff in her head.

It was just a kiss; it's not enough to just stand by and watch someone die.

"Okay, but let me make it clear that I'm currently only a low-ranking F-level guide, with mediocre skills. If I fail to save him and instead get injured, it will be considered a work-related injury."

Yan Zhigao gave him an expression that said, "I knew you were illiterate," and nodded in agreement.

After the medical staff cleaned the treatment pod, they patiently guided the guide to lead the sentry up.

Xizelu lay back down in the treatment pod.

It must be admitted that he has an extremely aggressive appearance, with a wild red mullet hairstyle. Even when he is not moving, every inch of muscle under his moon-white combat suit is full of explosive power.

If Yan Mu is the yandere and effeminate type, and Sha Ling is the innocent and youthful type, then this one is a wild and untamed wolf, making people want to tame him.

The doctors acted swiftly, quickly turning on various instruments and beginning to monitor vital signs.

Lu Weiliang stared at the elegant face in the cabin, briefly gathering her thoughts for two seconds. Yan Zhigao, standing beside her, impatiently urged, "What's wrong, Miss Director? Does he need help?"

Lu Weiliang: ? ? ?

What are you holding onto?

Seeing the guide's shifty eyes, Yan Zhigao broke out in a cold sweat: "Perhaps you have some other concerns?"

"Don't worry, the Commander has fainted a few times before, but he was lucky and woke up within three months each time. No one else kissed him. He's still a virgin, a kept man."

"Moreover, he is very clean. Apart from fugue state, he has no other infectious diseases, does not smoke or drink alcohol, and has no bad breath. His personal computer has test reports, which I can show to you."

What's going on?

Lu Weiliang pushed away the obstructing Yan Zhigao, reached under Xizelu's neck, and pulled him up with a little force.

This position makes kissing easier.

For some reason, the surrounding air suddenly became hot and dry, my vision became fixed, and I felt like I had a thorn in my back or a fishbone stuck in my throat.

"Don't worry, Ms. Director, we won't look at you. We're just conducting medical research. You can do your thing, and we'll ensure your safety."

Hearing this, Lu Weiliang felt a little relieved. She held Xizelu with one hand and adjusted the angle of his chin with the other, like a medical demonstration, and gently kissed his soft, light pink lips.

……

Everyone held their breath and observed closely, during which only the soft "pop pop pop" sound of lips touching could be heard.

Lu Weiliang probed between the soft, elastic gaps, then extended her tongue and inserted it, occasionally stirring it gently to stimulate the other's senses.

The doctors all turned on their personal computers and started recording data rapidly.

Unbeknownst to everyone, all the devices activated their alarms, and Lu Weiliang's consciousness suddenly entered another space.

In the lush manor, with tall trees beside the clear river, the scenery should have been extremely beautiful. But the whole scene was as if shrouded in a layer of gray fog, the brightness was gone, leaving only a dull and lifeless silence.

Beside the thickest tree trunk, a red-haired boy, shirtless, intently tended to the fire, roasting insects.

Lu Weiliang leaned closer to take a look and, judging from the boy's features, it was undoubtedly the young Xize Lu.

She silently circled behind him, aimed at his buttocks, and kicked him hard.

"Still eating? Everyone outside is going crazy looking for it!"

In an instant, the dream shattered like fragments, the little boy turned into a cloud of sand and disappeared, and her consciousness also withdrew along with the collapse of the dream.

"It should be useful, right?"

Lu Weiliang slightly raised her face, but before she could create any distance, the man, who had previously shown no reaction, suddenly reached out, pressed the back of her head, and pulled her towards himself.

"Waaah—"

Immediately afterwards, a pair of large hands gripped her waist tightly.

Xizelu kissed fiercely, like a wild beast attacking a city, ruthlessly prying open the other's fortress.

The kiss was too fast and too intense. Lu Weiliang could hardly breathe. Her lips, teeth, and chin were scratched by the other person's stubble, leaving small red marks and a slight stinging sensation.

She finally showed some kindness, but her brain was completely sucked out; that greedy scoundrel.

Lu Weiliang didn't care whether Xizelu would wake up or not; her safety was the most important thing at the moment.

With a determined look, she kissed Xizelu on the lips, then raised her hand and slapped his face hard across the face that was inches away.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

After three slaps, even though the sentry was physically strong, his face was swollen with a faint pink mark.

Lu Weiliang was furious and wanted to slap him again, but seeing the burning gazes of the doctors and sentries, her anger flared even more.

A sick sentinel is capable of anything. They were so close, it's entirely possible that she could be forcibly kissed, have her chin bitten off, or even have her heart pierced. This shows how unreliable these people are.

"Come here."

Several young doctors and sentries did as they were told and went over.

Lu Weiliang raised her hand and slapped each person across the face.

"Snapped!"

"What happened to your promise to guarantee my safety?"

"Snapped!"

"Didn't they say he was very clean-shaven? Why doesn't he shave!"

"Snapped!"

"All he does is type away on that broken keyboard."

"Snapped!"

"Let me tell you, my mouth is a workplace injury."

"Snapped!"

"You're the closest person to me, you useless thing!"

"Slap! Slap!"

"Dodge? Dodging is like slapping me twice."

The sentries clutched their faces in pain, but their reason was quickly overwhelmed as they greedily inhaled the sweet fragrance they had just tasted.

My face hurts, but my mind is completely blank.

Looking at it this way, the slap becomes a blessing.

When everyone came to their senses, the treatment pod began broadcasting.

[Beep, Sentinel's nerve activity has recovered, danger averted, status: conscious, no longer experiencing fugue symptoms. Thank you for your courageous help, Director.]

[A beep, all medical researchers in the interstellar realm pay the highest tribute to Lu Weiliangxiang.]