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

She panicked and immediately tilted her head back to cover her nose.

It was just a step too late.

Fresh blood had already slid down her philtrum, and the two bloodstains were wiped away so haphazardly that they became a deep crimson mess, looking particularly comical.

Sha Ling's worried hands moved in a blur: "Slightly cool, you have a nosebleed."

Lu Weiliang rushed into the bathroom in a panic, quickly turning on the tap to rinse herself: "It's okay, it's okay. The food I ate tonight was too spicy, and I can't handle the nourishment. I'll be fine after eating vegetarian food for a few days. Don't worry."

Then, after quickly rinsing, I dashed into the room with lightning speed.

A second before closing the door, she poked her head out, gave Sha Ling a smile, and said, "Goodnight, Ling Ling!" Then she quickly closed the door and locked it.

The sentry's hearing was extremely acute, and even this slight sound was picked up by Sha Ling.

The wife locked the door; she must be extremely disgusted with him. What did he do wrong?

He immediately went back to his room, grabbed his personal computer, and sent a message.

[Pipeline Squad: 18 people.]

[Sha Ling]: I'm hated by my wife!

[Luo Ren]: ? ? ? How is that possible? Did you not do as I said? Let me tell you, directors like proactive whistles. I don't believe that someone like you could be so easily swayed by a wife?

[Sha Ling]: I did as you said, but she locked the door!

[Luo Ren]: ? ? ?

[Da Lai]: Impossible. I use this trick all the time, and it never fails. My wife loves it. Several times, I haven't been to work for three whole days.

[Resh]: Is it possible that your wife is more Burmese?

[Luo Ren]: Something's not right. Even the wife in Myanmar couldn't resist the temptation. Tell us about your wife's reaction at the time, and we'll analyze it together.

[Sha Ling]: She was shocked at first, then suddenly had a nosebleed. After washing herself up, she went back to her room and locked the door. Does she not like me anymore? Ever since I forgot a lot of things, she hasn't been close to me.

[Luo Ren]: ? ? ?

[Rexy]: ? ? ? Brother, are you an idiot? ?

[Da Lai]: He seems to be in Versailles, guys?

[Luo Ren]: Child, it's not that she doesn't like you, it's that she likes you to the point of madness, she likes you so much that she can't control herself. I guess your wife is completely seduced by you and is thinking about how to devour you.

[Sha Ling]: Really?

Faced with this Versailles-like person, there were no more replies in the group.

Sha Ling still didn't understand, tossing and turning all night, so she decided to post the question on the forum to see what others had to say.

Lu Weiliang huddled under the covers, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, her mind filled with restless thoughts of eating meat.

As soon as I closed my eyes, Sha Ling's rosy face and the snow-white skin beneath her collar appeared before me.

She glared at the blanket in annoyance, but in the process, she accidentally touched the personal terminal and Yan Mu's avatar appeared.

I must say, it's very effective.

One glance sent chills down my spine, and in that instant, all desire vanished.

On the other side, Yan Mu had just finished a video conference.

He impatiently pinched the bridge of his nose, and in a moment of distraction, his elbow accidentally knocked over the water glass.

The warm coffee was instantly spilled all over him. As he grabbed a tissue to wipe himself, he accidentally bumped the screen, which landed right on Lu Weiliang's chat window. A string of garbled characters popped up saying "Sent successfully".

[You like to fall in love with your beloved in order, ah asddasdaq ah qw ah Aze is hungry 1]

This really scared Lu Weiliang so much she bristled.

Receiving a message from Yan Mu late at night was like seeing a ghost.

[What's up?]

Yan Mu immediately activated the snow mountain wolf's senses.

[Typo: The wound cleaning is complete. When will the treatment begin?]

Lu Weiliang thought about her recent free time and sent a message.

[Tomorrow, at my counseling room, anytime between 10 AM and 11 AM.]

After thinking for a moment, she added another one.

[Please sneak into the village quietly, no shooting, and keep a low profile. Thank you for your cooperation.]

Upon seeing the last message, Yan Mu felt it would have been better not to post it at all, or to keep it quiet. Was he really that ashamed of being seen by others?

I don't understand this kind of woman's thought process. On one hand, she says she likes him, and on the other hand, she distances herself from him.

That's absolutely insane!

He was both frustrated and angry, and simply closed his eyes.

As soon as she closed the chat window, Lu Weiliang's sleepiness vanished, so she decided to edit the video she had taken last time.

You wouldn't know until you opened it, and then you were shocked.

No sound!

The video, which was over an hour long, was completely silent. What's worse, it was recorded in one continuous take, leaving no backup footage and no way to make up for it.

Lu Weiliang had no choice but to pick out some appetizing clips to make up the total, barely managing to cut it to thirty minutes, and then dubbing in the post-production to get by.

Afraid of disturbing Sha Ling, she deliberately softened her tone.

He recorded the audio while huddled in bed, and the faint, rustling sound of his hair brushing against the microphone was also clearly recorded.

By the time the dubbing was finished and subtitles were added to the video, it was already 2 a.m.

She opened the short video app and changed her original ID, "I'm Strawberry Out of Ideas," to "A Slightly Cool Manchu Han Imperial Feast (Fragrant Three Big Somersaults Version)."

After sending the video, she tossed her personal computer aside and fell asleep on the spot.

Interstellar people have similar schedules to Earthlings, and they often have a habit of staying up late scrolling through their phones.

It's not that the sentries aren't tired, but rather that they suffer from insomnia due to pollution.

From the day they awoke, the sentries suffered the pain of the contamination riots every moment. Many sentries relied on drugs to fall asleep for the rest of their lives, and some even never had a good night's sleep.

The medical school did a lot of work to remedy Sentinel's insomnia; they researched sleep aids and even administered drugs that blocked his senses.

The effects were indeed remarkable at first, but after more than a decade, the sentinels' bodies had developed resistance, and the drugs had become almost ineffective.

Interstellar space urgently needs an effective means of inducing sleep.

The night is long, and many insomniac sentinels can only watch short videos to pass the time.

A netizen with the ID "Wangba First Sentinel" stumbled upon Lu Weiliang's cooking video. He initially had a very bad impression of the video creator and wanted to scroll away immediately.

But the appetizing cover immediately caught his eye.

The glistening ribs are coated in sauce, the beef is mixed with red chili peppers, and the rice is glistening with every grain. Next to them are refreshing side dishes and two glasses of iced drinks topped with bright red strawberries. This table of food is a true visual feast.

He watched it with a mocking attitude, but ended up going to the kitchen because he was so tempted, and took a couple of sips of fermented soybean paste.

When I opened the comments section, I found it was full of like-minded comments.

[I'm at my wit's end. This Lu Weiliang is really something else. A few days ago, all the trending topics were about her turning over a new leaf, and now she's cooking. Damn, it looks so appetizing! I'm so hungry.]

[So tempting! +1]

[I heard from a friend at the sewer base that the youngest daughter of the Imperial Duchess moved to Station 076 specifically because of her culinary skills.]

[Your news is outdated. My brother booked a session with Lu Weiliang. That day, she gave him a piece of beef jerky, and he didn't eat it for three days. They're saying that whoever behaves well gets a special treat from the therapist. Because of this, my brother has been working in the pipeline for several days without coming home.]

[It's obviously fake. These days, even directors use cooking as a pretext to whitewash their image? It's obviously not him who did it. See that assistant next to him? He definitely did it.]