Su Yingli had no idea what was wrong with him.
If something went wrong while she was guiding him, wouldn’t that just make her offense even worse?
She hesitated, then bent down and gently poked the back of his hand with one finger.
“Hey, what’s wrong? Do you want me to call a medical robot?”
The instant she touched him, a stifled groan escaped past Charon’s tightly clenched lips.
“D-don’t call one.”
He grabbed Su Yingli’s hand with his free hand. His unrestrained palm felt soft, delicate skin.
Charon struggled to lift his head. His gaze had grown hazy, and he breathed in shallow gasps.
His voice was hoarse. “My berserk level has… gone down. We can stop the guidance…”
There was no longer any defiance in his tone. Instead, it was almost pleading.
Sweat trickled down his chin, drop by drop, soaking into his black combat uniform. His fiery red bangs had drooped as well.
Before her, he hung his head, dejected and humiliated, holding himself back.
Su Yingli withdrew her mental power.
Seeing Charon in this state, she checked once more. “Are you sure you don’t want to see a doctor?”
Charon’s answer seemed to be forced out of his throat.
“I’m sure!”
“Oh, all right.” Su Yingli scratched her cheek and checked his berserk level.
It had already dropped to 36 percent, a perfectly safe level.
Only then did she release the safety restraints.
“Beep—”
The moment he was freed, Charon braced himself against the chair and stood up.
His lowered gaze met Su Yingli’s. She had tilted her head and was staring at him with open curiosity.
The Sentinel who had always been so haughty and defiant now let his eyes wander, looking away first.
Charon avoided her gaze.
“I’ll be going,” he said, with little conviction, then hurried out of the Guidance Room.
It was exactly like what had happened that morning.
But this time, his steps were unsteady, and his retreating figure looked rather disheveled.
Su Yingli was completely bewildered. She couldn’t understand why his temperament had changed so suddenly.
Still, as long as he was gone, that was fine. She needed to figure out what was going on with her spirit.
In the corridor,
Charon felt as if his blood were about to boil.
He had forced himself out of the Guidance Room, but now he couldn’t hold on any longer. His legs gave way, and he slid down against the wall, sitting on the floor as he panted heavily.
He had never known that when Su Yingli guided someone with all her might, it could feel so tormenting, so unbearable!
If she had gone any deeper, she would have triggered his mating heat.
It was the first time he had ever felt such an intense stimulation from a Guide.
He was an S-rank Sentinel. An ordinary Guide couldn’t possibly match him, let alone trigger his mating heat.
Only Su Yingli, an S-rank Guide, could.
And yet she was so arrogant and composed, treating even the slightest amount of guide serum like a favor. She had never given any Sentinel her all during guidance.
Charon leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, unable to stop himself from reliving the guidance just now.
His whole body had gone soft, pleasure running through him to the bone.
And yet it had left him craving more.
No Sentinel had ever experienced her full-strength guidance. He was probably the first even to receive guidance at the level she had given him just now.
At the thought, deep longing filled Charon’s dark-red eyes.
If he could get her to give him deep guidance willingly, the sensation would surely make his whole body tremble…
Charon didn’t believe that a Guide who had been so malicious for so long could suddenly change her ways. But with her agreement with Laizesi Wosi in place, she wouldn’t dare act as arrogantly as before.
He would find a way to make her willing.
He would even make Su Yingli recognize him as her exclusive Sentinel. Then she would no longer be able to treat him so wantonly.
When his berserk level rose, the imprint of the exclusive contract would leave her no choice but to guide him obediently—not just with ordinary guidance, but with deep guidance through intimate bonding…
Once his confinement ended, he would come find her.
At the thought, a wild curve lifted the corner of Charon’s mouth.
His usual defiance returned. In a good mood, he hummed as he sauntered away.
Inside the Guidance Room,
Su Yingli sat on the bed, eyes closed, breathing steadily as she summoned her mental power.
But the spirit she had been guiding just moments ago showed no response at all.
It wasn’t that Little Butterfly was hiding and refusing to come out. She couldn’t sense its presence at all!
She tried directing her mental power toward it several times, but the result was always the same.
Su Yingli knew that a spirit represented its Master’s mental power; it could be called their second personality.
Could it be that because she had crossed over, the spirit was incompatible with her?
Su Yingli suddenly thought of something and called out in her mind, “System? Are you there?”
“…”
All right. The system was gone too.
Su Yingli was suddenly at a loss.
Unwilling to give up, she tried again and again. After repeated checks, she finally reached a despairing conclusion.
The original owner’s spirit really had disappeared!
Perhaps guiding Charon just now had been its last flicker.
Su Yingli sat motionless on the bed.
She had just boldly promised to help Laizesi Wosi with the interrogation, and now her spirit was gone. What was she supposed to interrogate with?
The sky was falling!
Laizesi Wosi hadn’t told her exactly when, but it wouldn’t be more than a week.
If her spirit hadn’t grown back after a week, then she would have broken her promise—and that wouldn’t be the only problem.
A spirit was the embodiment of a Sentinel’s or Guide’s mental power.
A Guide without a spirit was crippled.
The Danger Zone wouldn’t keep indulging her.
There had never been a Guide in the Federation whose spirit had disappeared while their rank remained S-rank.
No one knew how they would study her if she became the first case, but one thing she did know: the Danger Zone’s Research Institute was shady as hell.
If her rank fell, the Danger Zone would have no reason to keep tolerating her. Her good days would be over for good.
Su Yingli collapsed onto the bed and opened her optical brain to check the afternoon’s guidance roster.
There was nothing else she could do.
Rather than scare herself over what might happen, she might as well focus on what she could do right now. At least that would help her feel a little more secure.
She didn’t even know whether she could go back.
If she could, she had to protect herself until then.
And if she couldn’t, she had to lay the groundwork for surviving in this world.
The General Affairs Office worked quickly. In no time, they had reorganized her afternoon guidance assignments.
There were only a handful of Guides above B-rank in the Danger Zone, but plenty of Sentinels.
As a result, everyone’s guidance workload was heavy.
So when, as today, a large number of people were sent out on a mission, the General Affairs Office assigned Su Yingli some of the A-rank Sentinels whose situations were urgent.
But in the past, the original owner had ignored her assignments completely and never cared whether they lived or died.
The Sentinels waiting in line for guidance suffered, and so did the Guides forced to work overtime.
That was why neither the Sentinels nor the Guides could stand the original owner.
If they found out her spirit was gone, forget revenge—
One spit from each of them would be enough to drown her…
Su Yingli sighed and rubbed her temples, then began studying the files of the Sentinels she was due to guide that afternoon.
As Su Yingli had only just arrived, she read slowly, trying to learn as much as she could.
By the time she finished, there were only ten minutes left before the Guidance Room opened for the afternoon.
She straightened her clothes and had the robot clean the room. There wasn’t time to throw away the original owner’s tools of the trade, so she could only hide them for now.
Once everything was ready, she changed the status outside the door to 【Available】.
She opened the first Sentinel’s profile and accepted his guidance assignment.
Su Yingli waited for quite a while. If she waited any longer, it would be time for the next Sentinel’s appointment.
But no one came.