After Faking a Disability, I Married the New Chief Sentinel 67

Chapter 67: Resting

This scare was by no means a light one. The snow wolf directly slipped back into Zhu Hui’s spiritual landscape.
“I can indeed know,” Xu Xunyue said with a hint of a smile. “I can hear your spiritual body most clearly. If your emotions fluctuate greatly, I can also hear it.”
Zhu Hui: “…I see.”
He pursed his lips, wanting to say something, but not knowing where to start.
According to brother’s meaning, haven’t I been completely exposed since a long time ago?
Being completely exposed doesn’t matter, but those messy thoughts in the past…
Although he had long looked forward to and welcomed the existence of the locator, the locator was after all for monitoring his location. Behavior and thoughts were two completely different types. Regarding his brother, he had thought of many messy things.
Zhu Hui felt his face begin to heat up.
“Your emotions are very unstable right now,” Xu Xunyue reminded him. “I can know right now.”
Zhu Hui’s breathing hitched. He subconsciously cleared his mind of distracting thoughts and calmed his emotions, but he received a teasing look from the other.
“It was fine before. Now you don’t want me to hear, so you’re putting it away?”
A mischievous glint shone in those ice-blue eyes, like a pearl at the bottom of the sea, making it impossible for one to look away.
The Sentinel hurriedly shook his head, saying small things like, “No, I didn’t have that thought.”
“Mmm, I believe you,” Xu Xunyue nodded with a serious expression. “Now I can hear you again.”
The conversation did not affect their speed. They had been walking through the empty streets for a long time.
Although Ghost Town was called a town, its scale was similar to a medium-sized city. As they went deeper, more buildings appeared in front of them. Most of them were places for living and services, with a different style from Xu Xunyue’s hometown.
This place had once been very lively, with one residential area after another. Now, reappearing fourteen years later, it was only filled with lurking cataclysmic creatures.
Once they were alarmed, the surroundings would turn into a hell, and monsters would continuously pour in from the edges.
The flow of time in a cataclysm zone was always a bit strange. Ghost Town was also like this. It got dark quickly, but the actual time was not that late.
It was not yet seven in the evening when they had separated from the other few people. They had then traveled for nearly twenty kilometers. The closer they got to the center of the town, the slower their progress became.
Whoosh—
A man in a town patrol uniform suddenly appeared in the middle of the road, his baton almost touching Zhu Hui’s chest.
Having come face to face, it was naturally impossible for it to ignore this life that did not belong to the town. Besides, the position was so convenient. As long as it pushed the baton forward, the Sentinel in front of it would be pierced through the chest.
—It should have been like this.
In reality, its entire body stiffened, its black and white eyes instantly becoming dazed, and it stood in place without moving.
After half a second, it began to move its limbs slowly.
But it was already too late.
Zhu Hui ducked, his wrist flipped once, then he straightened up, his arm rotating half a circle. The dagger cut twice in a short time, the first time cutting its legs, the second time cutting its head.
The broken body scattered on the ground, and in just a few seconds, it began to turn black and stink, rotting into an unrecognizable state.
The Sentinel put away his dagger, wiped the bits of flesh that had splashed onto the tips of his hair, and stood by Xu Xunyue’s side again.
Such a scene had happened many times in the past few hours.
Now, Zhu Hui’s clothes were stained with a lot of dust, and the gleaming sharp blade was also soaked in blood. It had reached a point where it was impossible to wipe it clean for a while, so he simply didn’t wipe it.
The mental link with Xu Xunyue kept him in an excited and active optimal state, and the Guide’s mental interference always came at just the right time, making the opponent that originally needed to be entangled with become slow and fragile.
He had taken on almost all the close combat. The number of times Xu Xunyue had used his silenced gun could be counted on one hand. The most consumed thing in these few hours was actually traveling.
If he had come here by himself, he would probably have had to use a mental attack instead of a simple mental interference, and his speed would definitely not have been as fast as it was now.
They had cooperated like this, becoming more and more in sync, more and more smooth, and had killed many cataclysmic beings they had encountered on the road.
Xu Xunyue looked at the ivory-white gloves he was wearing.
Unlike Zhu Hui’s blood-stained gloves, it was almost the same color as when he had first entered the cataclysm zone. Zhu Hui was silently fulfilling the oath of protection he had once made, which actually gave him a bit more of a general sense of a Guide’s combat experience.
It was probably the pleasure of being able to help a Sentinel companion, and since Zhu Hui was his partner, it was also very pleasant to be able to ensure his partner’s safety.
He had only established a mental link with Zhu Hui. It was really difficult to have this sense of accomplishment in auxiliary attacks before.
…How should he put it? It was a completely different kind of accomplishment from killing with his own spiritual power.
Xu Xunyue clenched his fingers and transmitted a message to Zhu Hui through the mental link.

[Let’s find a place to rest. I’ll give you a mental soothing.]

It was almost twelve o’clock. They had already passed about two-thirds of the hand-drawn map given by the bald Sentinel. It was time to stop and recover their strength, to recuperate for possible battles in the future.
Zhu Hui of course would not have any objection to this.
At this time, they happened to be passing by a beautiful small villa.
Under normal circumstances, it would be more prudent to choose a hidden and inconspicuous small house to rest, but this small villa, which had been restored to its appearance from fourteen years ago, was empty, without a trace of a living person. It was clearly built by the owner for vacation use, and they did not usually live here.
And it was a house with an owner, and the owner rarely lived there, which meant that there would basically be no cataclysmic beings breaking in to disturb them.
They chose to rest here for a night.
Because it was a villa that was not often lived in, there were not many exquisite small decorations in the house, but it had everything a wealthy family should have. The furniture was comfortable and grand.
There were more than a dozen rooms with beds. Xu Xunyue and Zhu Hui only chose one that was easy to get in and out of, close to the door.
After entering the room and closing the door, Zhu Hui began to make a fire with the materials at hand.
He dismantled the wooden table opposite the bed for firewood, and sterilized the pot with the kettle and medicine he was carrying—the pot was something he had picked up in the kitchen when they were familiarizing themselves with the villa’s layout.
When Xu Xunyue saw him dismantle the table in a few moves, he hadn’t thought about what he was going to do. It was only when he saw the person start to make a fire that he understood.
Although the Ghost Town, which had been temporarily restored to its state from fourteen years ago, had water and electricity, it was not necessary to use them. Less trouble would avoid potential problems.
He stroked his Sentinel’s hand, adjusted his five senses to ensure that Zhu Hui would not be burned, and asked, “Are you hungry?”
“…Huh? I’m fine. A Sentinel can go without eating for a long time.”
Zhu Hui lowered his head and fiddled with his self-made fire. Soon, he had a roaring fire in the luxurious and modern bedroom. The pot was placed on his self-made wooden stand, and the water inside soon bubbled.
“Are you hungry?” He picked through his bag and put a few foods that could be eaten with simple heating into the boiling water one by one.
It would have been better if Zhu Hui hadn’t said it. Once he did, Xu Xunyue really felt a little hungry, since he hadn’t had dinner.
But when he was outside before, even if he was hungry, he was too lazy to heat up food. He would often just eat some dry rations to get by. His former teammates all did the same.
When you’re out in a cataclysm zone, who cares about trivial things like food not being delicious? As long as it can fill your stomach and support your stamina, it’s fine.
…So this is the benefit of having a Sentinel? Or rather, the benefit of having a partner.
Xu Xunyue stretched lazily, feeling a little relaxed. He looked at Zhu Hui’s side profile and ears, which were flushed by the firelight, narrowed his eyes, and after a long moment, he suddenly said:
“No, when I said rest, I really meant rest. I meant to give you a mental soothing…” How come you started cooking as soon as you came in?
He had originally thought that Zhu Hui had been fighting for most of the day and wanted him to rest. But Zhu Hui had done this so naturally, and the firelight was so warm, that Xu Xunyue hadn’t reacted at the first moment.
“But brother has also been tired all the way. A mental soothing will also consume energy. You need to replenish your energy first.”
Zhu Hui turned his serious gaze from the ingredients to Xu Xunyue, and his eyes softened.
“Cooking won’t take all night. You can rest first. I’ll call you later.”
Xu Xunyue was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said “okay” in a warm voice, taking two steps back and sitting on the bed.
The bed was very soft, a high-end daily necessity made with pre-Cataclysm high technology. The fluff on the quilt felt very good to the touch, a great comfort for someone who had been on alert for most of the day.
He didn’t fall asleep immediately, but sat on the bed and watched Zhu Hui for a while, always feeling that the other’s side profile was getting redder and redder.
It was unknown if this was also caused by the firelight.
Really… cute.
And also very reliable, completely someone you can trust with your back.
Zhu Hui seemed very familiar with this primitive and simple cooking method. Every military officer who often went out had to know this set.
But his attitude toward the pot of food was still very solemn. He sat up straight, stirring constantly with his hand, as if what was in front of him was not a pot, but a problem that needed to be treated seriously.
As Xu Xunyue watched, he actually felt a little sleepy.
He simply decided to fall asleep quickly.
If he waited until the aroma of the food wafted out, it would be difficult to fall asleep.
Xu Xunyue gently closed his eyes and let his consciousness sink into the deep sea. He didn’t notice that his spiritual body had drilled out after he fell asleep.
Some of them drilled out of Xu Xunyue’s shadow, and some drilled out of Zhu Hui’s shadow. The former formed a large circle around the two of them, as if to protect them. The latter crowded around the fire, as if observing the food boiling in the pot.
They chatted as they crowded.

[Ah, he’s finally resting. It’s so good to have a Sentinel. He doesn’t have to be so tired as before.]
[He fell asleep so fast. But they fall asleep even faster when they sleep together.]
[Don’t talk about this! Why isn’t the little wolf out?]
[Right, why isn’t the little wolf out yet?]
[The little wolf would have been out by now before.]

The shadows discussed for a while and decided to surround this young Sentinel who was focused on cooking, using this action to silently demand that wolf.

[Last time, when we surrounded him like this, he let the wolf out and ran away himself.]
[When was the last time?]
[It was the first time we went to that snowfield.]
[Well said. Let’s do it.]

The shadows’ execution was very strong, but unfortunately, the Sentinel who was surrounded by the shadows pursed his lips, his expression even more serious.
The hand holding the spoon paused, then continued to stir as if nothing had happened.
However, if you observed carefully, you would find that the muscles in that arm were a little tense.
Brother’s spiritual body… what is it doing?
The shadows had no idea what Zhu Hui was thinking. The shadows were also very confused now.

[We’ve surrounded him. Why isn’t he letting the little wolf out and running away himself?]
[I don’t understand.]
[I don’t understand.]
[I know. Is it because he’s cooking?]
[Is that really it… alright, I forgive him.]
[He’s so domestic.]