Chapter 24: 69.99%
This was the second time Xu Xunyue had entered Zhu Hui’s spiritual landscape.
As expected, the snowfield that had been so beautifully cleaned last time had changed again.
Unlike the ruins before the first cleaning, this time the changes were mainly in the sky and the overall atmosphere.
There were no ruins, trash, or cracks on the snowfield. It was the same as when Xu Xunyue had left last time, but the sky had completely turned a gray-black, with small black dots of unknown origin floating in the air. The air pressure and humidity were uncomfortable. Fortunately, the lush green mountain in the distance was not affected.
Xu Xunyue followed his memory to find the sky-blue Meconopsis and found that its petals also looked a little dirty, as if shrouded in a layer of mist.
Having survived in the Undeveloped Zones for many years, Xu Xunyue had seen many spiritual landscapes of Sentinels contaminated by cataclysmic factors. He knew that contamination by cataclysmic factors would not show these symptoms. Besides, the cataclysmic factors had already been cleaned up by him last time.
The scene before him was more like it had been contaminated by something of a different style.
Xu Xunyue’s expression tensed slightly.
This style…
It felt very similar to how the Emperor had felt to him in recent years.
Everyone had a spiritual field around them, which could reflect their state to some extent, and Guides were especially sensitive to this.
The Emperor was now in his fifties and had been on the throne for over twenty years. In the long river of the Empire’s history of monarchs, he was also a ruler praised by all.
In his youth, he was brave and skilled in battle, often personally participating in combat. In his middle age, when the Cataclysm broke out, he had also made relatively correct choices in an unprecedented situation.
However, ever since four years ago, when the Emperor had suffered a setback while cleaning a cataclysm zone with his most prized heir, his entire spiritual field had begun to change subtly.
In the past four years, not many people had noticed this change, but many originally neutral families and organizations had inexplicably become part of the Emperor’s faction.
But Zhu Hui was not one of them. He hadn’t been in contact with the Emperor at all these past few days.
So, was it that Sentinel classmate of Zhu Hui’s who had been in contact with the Emperor?
Who was that person? What was his situation now? Was this incident intentional or unintentional?
Was Zhu Hui being targeted by the Emperor?
Exhaling, Xu Xunyue forcibly stopped his diverging thoughts and decided to deal with the matter at hand first.
If he wasn’t mistaken, this spiritual landscape would not be as easy to clean as last time.
His compatibility with Zhu Hui was not yet 70%, but some deep cleaning required a compatibility of 70%.
…
Ten minutes later.
Sensing the withdrawal of the Guide’s spiritual power, Zhu Hui opened his eyes. He was about to speak when Xu Xunyue grabbed his chin with one hand, pulled him up, and kissed him.
The kiss was both forceful and intense. His already barely recovered ability to think was about to be kissed away.
Zhu Hui subconsciously reciprocated, his heart actually a little dazed.
His headache was much better, and those chaotic voices seemed to have disappeared.
Was… was it over? Was his brother really not going to hold him accountable? Was it over just like that?
Could there be such a good thing in the world?
Brother’s lips are so sweet.
Whatever, I’ll just kiss him first.
The atmosphere in the infirmary instantly became ambiguous. The temperature rose bit by bit, and the sound of their lips and tongues meeting rang out from time to time, making the not-so-clear, hurried breathing all the more distinct.
Because they were so close, Xu Xunyue’s low ponytail, which hadn’t been tied very tightly to begin with, was messed up by Zhu Hui. With a slight turn of his head, the Sentinel, who was only chasing his lips, would still lean over to continue kissing.
Xu Xunyue wanted to sigh, but he couldn’t sigh while kissing, so he suddenly pulled away, grabbed Zhu Hui’s arm, and lifted his wrist.
The two terminals touched.
69.99%.
At this time, Zhu Hui leaned over again.
His amber eyes were full of confusion, and a hint of dissatisfaction that had accidentally leaked out after he had completely relaxed. In Xu Xunyue’s eyes, it was clearly saying:
Why did you stop kissing me?
Do we have to test our compatibility at a time like this?
Xu Xunyue was both angry and amused. He thought to himself that he hadn’t even disciplined this little Sentinel yet, and he was already getting cocky. But he didn’t stop Zhu Hui from pressing his lips against his again.
Five minutes later, they pulled away again.
They tested again.
69.99%.
Their wrists were still touching. Zhu Hui kissed him on the cheek again.
The numbers on the two terminals pressed together did not change, still 69.99%.
It seemed that the facts were exactly as he had speculated.
Xu Xunyue completely pulled away from Zhu Hui. Looking at those misty eyes from being kissed, he suddenly raised his hand and flicked the Sentinel’s immaculately fastened combat belt.
“Take it off.”
A completely declarative sentence.
Then, with a push of his fingertips, he pushed the still-dazed and unresisting Sentinel back a few steps, until his lower back hit the edge of the examination bed, before issuing an unquestionable command.
“Get on it yourself and lie down.”
