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

The lobby of the traffic control station was suddenly filled with the noisy chirping of crickets, all of them cursing Lu Weiliang.

Ultimately, she was made to take the blame for the original owner's actions.

If it weren't for the mission to clear her name, she would have used the blue-glowing Gatling gun to wipe them all out.

Since she's caught up with it anyway, she can take this opportunity to salvage her image.

Lu Weiliang took a deep breath, bowed deeply to everyone, and when she looked up again, a natural sense of regret had crept into her eyes: "I'm sorry everyone, I was too rude and said some nonsense before. It was only after going to the garbage planet this time that I truly understood the hardships of being a Sentinel. I apologize for my impoliteness before."

"Perhaps people don't believe me yet, but that's okay. I will prove with my actions that I have really changed. From now on, I will do my job to the best of my ability, work with everyone to maintain the city's development, and be a cog in the machine of the nation, ready to be there wherever I am needed."

After she finished speaking, her eyes immediately reddened.

She saw it; several sentries had turned on their cameras. I reckon her words of realization will be posted online.

This could definitely garner goodwill and change people's perception of her.

Seeing that the surrounding insults seemed to have stopped, Zhao Dayu knew his plan had failed and snapped angrily, "Are you going to join the company or not?"

"Okay, thank you." Lu Weiliang smiled slightly.

Zhao Dayu tapped away on the screen, feeling inexplicably relieved at the thought of such a beautiful guide working in the sewers: "It's all done. The evacuation room has been cleaned by robots. Five evacuation guides will start working tomorrow."

Lu Weiliang put away her dormitory access card, looked at everyone, and spoke sincerely.

"My counseling slots are now open. Please feel free to make an appointment. I hope everyone will give me a chance to make amends."

You absolutely must make an appointment. The number of appointments is linked to performance, and if no one makes an appointment, you won't get paid.

After she finished speaking, she signed the contract and left quickly.

Although the environment at the sewer dredging station is poor, it treats the guides extremely well, providing them with luxurious villas as dormitories, with four guides per villa and each person on one floor.

Lu Weiliang's dormitory card says Building C, 4th floor.

The other guides were all on duty, and when she found Building C and entered, she realized there was no one there.

She had reviewed the information beforehand; there were only two directors in Building C, one of whom was herself, and the other was named Haina.

The name seemed strangely familiar to Lu Weiliang, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

However, with so many other things to do right now, I can only think about it later.

She instructed the robot to clean the fourth floor inside and out three times, then lay out new carpets, change the curtains to clean ones, and add a few nice green plants as appropriate.

There were household items in the basement. She picked out two light yellow four-piece bedding sets, as well as some basic cookware, shower gel, soap, and fragrance.

After cleaning the room until it smelled wonderful, she was completely exhausted.

Thinking of Sha Ling, she got up again and tidied up a spare bedroom for her little mute.

"I wonder how Sha Ling is doing?" Lu Weiliang muttered to herself as she worked.

……

Meanwhile, the sewer base.

"Tsk, this is tough. She's an undocumented immigrant, mute, and only the lowest level, F." The old sentry clicked his tongue, put on his reading glasses, and carefully examined Sha Ling. "We're exposed to the wind and sun here. Your fair skin can't withstand it. I've been there. Take my advice. There's a 'Dog Paradise' in the city center. Go there and try your luck. Maybe some wealthy guide will take you home. It's better than suffering here."

In StarCraft, the best outcome for a Sentinel is to marry a Guide. Although the old Sentinel's words were a bit crude, they were the honest truth.

But Sha Ling didn't think that way. He already had a wife, and he had to be virtuous. He would rather die than do anything like philandering.

His wife works here, so he follows her.

In case an assassination attempt were to happen again, he could protect her.

He wrote down his demands on a piece of paper.

[No, I really need this job. I can do the work of two people. Please reconsider.]

Low-level sentinels are mostly "products" mass-produced in the breeding chamber. They are without mothers or fathers, and those with inferior genes may even be abandoned by the organization and become unregistered.

Out of humanitarian concern, the sewer legion reluctantly provided them with job opportunities.

In the old sentry's eyes, Sha Ling was just a pitiful product of the genes, so he went along with it and issued him a temporary certificate.

"You've been assigned to Team F, mainly responsible for the sewer lines in the central city. Here's your work badge. Come with me to get your bedding."

Sha Ling smiled and obediently followed behind the old sentry.

Just then, the personal terminal flashed, and a message came in.

The wife, Wei Liang, asked: [Lingling, how's everything going on your end? Has anyone given you any trouble?]

Sha Ling's eyebrows curved into a smile, a feeling of indescribable joy welling up inside her: [Everything went smoothly.]

She only reports good news and not bad news, which suddenly made me feel a little sorry for Lu Weiliang.

[Goodness, it's really unfair to ask you to hide your strength. We have too many enemies, so we need to keep a low profile.]

As she continued posting, Lu Weiliang became even more immersed in her role.

[Are you satisfied with your accommodations and food there? If not, come back and stay with me. I've reserved a room for you, and I cleaned it myself. It's okay if you don't work; your wife can support you.]

Sha Ling's secret joy was about to overflow.

He wanted to go back, but he couldn't get over the mental hurdle. He kept thinking about the image of his wife wiping away sweat and shedding tears as she worked to support him.

His heart couldn't take it.

A man who makes his wife work hard and suffer is definitely not a good man.

Lu Weiliang looked at the top of the chat box, where an indicator showed the other party was typing, but she hadn't received a message yet.

Worried that Sha Ling wouldn't be able to find her, she sent her location again: [Are you coming back? (Real-time location.jpg)]

Sha Ling thought for a moment, then quickly typed a few words.

[I'm not going back today.]

He didn't rule it out completely, just in case he wanted to go back someday.

Lu Weiliang had the illusion that her child had finally grown up. After giving a few more instructions, she turned off her personal computer and began to study hard all night.

During those days of exile on the garbage planet, she didn't guide a single sentinel, and she's still a greenhorn.

It would be so embarrassing if anything went wrong during the evacuation tomorrow.

……

Meanwhile, in the base's chat group.

There were quite a few sentries discussing Lu Weiliang.

[Have you heard? The exiled convict was bailed out by his fiancé. Aren't you going to see what's going on tomorrow?]

[No way. She used to look down on us low-ranking sentries, but now that she's fallen on hard times, she's coming here to make money. It's disgusting.]

[In my opinion, what she said today might have been sincere. It's normal for a 21-year-old girl to make mistakes when she's young. Now that she's been exiled, she seems much more mature and not as arrogant as before.]

[I saw that video too. You can't judge a book by its cover. Don't you know what she did before? The sentry walked into her evacuation room standing up and walked out sideways. She's ruthless.]

[Yes, she didn't change, she was just scared.]

The low-ranking sentry, whose name was Luo Ren, sighed.

To save money for his younger sister's schooling, he hasn't had any treatment for three months, and his current pollution level has reached 93%.

A small patch of frog-like skin has appeared behind his ear; without intervention, he won't live more than ten days.

His friends advised him to give up, but he had a younger sister to take care of, so he booked a counseling session with Lu Weiliang. However, the counselor seemed difficult to get along with.

Luo Ren didn't sleep all night.

I got up very early the next day to clean up, and even scrubbed the spirit frog three times.

He sprayed on men's cologne, his uniform was ironed without a single wrinkle, and he waited early outside the evacuation area.

Hopefully, Director Lu will consider his family and not torture him too much.