Quick Transmigration: The Foolish Beauty Saves the World

Chapter 238 The Awakening of the Super Guide (52)

Upon hearing the last two words, Jingli's mind wandered, and she felt deeply ashamed in front of Yan Jiu, who had a serious expression on his face.

Approaching Qi Jian somewhat awkwardly, Jing Li asked stiffly, "When do you have time to help you with this?"

Qi Jian's ingrained politeness made him want to step back slightly, but his inner desires made him want to move forward. He was stuck in place, unsure of what to do, so he simply stood at attention and said, "Anything is fine."

After saying that, he licked his lips and added, "As long as you have time."

"Hey, so our captain has a lot of free time? Didn't he just take on several missions?"

Yan Jiu's voice came from the side, carrying a hint of teasing. Qi Jian's ears turned even redder: "Sharpening the axe won't delay the work of chopping wood."

To be honest, Yan Jiu used to focus on research and matters of national survival, and rarely paid attention to the people or things around him, unless the person or thing was worth studying, let alone other people's feelings.

To outsiders, Yan Jiu seems like a machine born for research; when has he ever shown such a rich array of expressions as he has recently?

Hearing Qi Jian say this in a serious tone, Yan Jiu didn't even realize that he had rolled his eyes, but Jing Li and Qi Jian weren't angry. They looked at each other and laughed.

The two did not go to the small office they had visited before, because Yan Jiu happened to be there. He wanted to take the opportunity to see what changes had occurred in Qi Jian's condition after the devouring particles disappeared. After all, as things stand, Qi Jian is arguably the best guinea pig for studying the devouring particles.

Compared to Yan Jiu's uncertainty, Jing Li was quite clear about Qi Jian's condition, after all, Qi Jian's mental landscape still contained the energy sun he left behind.

Although you can't see the specifics of the situation, you can still sense it.

In Qi Jian's mental landscape, the tearing sensation from the black hole has diminished considerably.

The three of them took a flying car to the research institute. Yan Jiu swiped his card and led Jing Li and Qi Jian into a room. The room was decorated similarly to the "hospital room" where Jing Li had just woken up, but it was much larger and had more complete equipment.

"Although the chances are slim, 001, you should still try to see if you can access Qi Jian's mental landscape through the device."

After Yan Jiu finished speaking, he sighed. He no longer expected either of them to be excluded from the other's mental landscape; he was willing to accept it as long as they could access each other through the device.

But as Yan Jiu said, this is quite difficult for the two of them.

Jingli is not very familiar with this world, and he has connections with Mr. Yuan in every world, so his perception is not very obvious.

But ever since their last encounter on the way back from Half-Shell Star, Qi Jian could feel more clearly that the bond between him and Jing Li was deepening.

This bond and attraction goes beyond instinct and becomes increasingly solidified.

Qi Jian lay lightly on the bed, while Jing Li lay on another bed to his side.

The instruments connected in the blink of an eye, and the world spun around them once again, bringing them into Qi Jian's mental landscape.

Yan Jiu glanced at the combined data of the two, rubbed his temples: Well, the instrument is just for show, it's still a spiritual union.

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Compared to the last time, Qi Jian's mental state has changed quite a bit.

The most obvious change is the small platform where we used to stand, which has transformed from a cramped space that looked like it could break at any moment into a small house.

This little house looks quite familiar. It's not exactly unrelated to the little house in the scenic area, but it's practically identical. Even the egg-shaped nest where the panda cubs are curled up inside is a one-to-one replica.

The scene depicted in the mental landscape was based to some extent on the owner's subconscious. Qi Jian had suffered severe injuries and was struggling to maintain himself, yet he was still able to replicate such a small nest under these circumstances.

Jingli felt a warm glow in her heart.

The white tiger walked very lightly from behind Jingli, gently rubbing its big head against Jingli's furry bottom before obediently lying down on the ground.

Jingli didn't hesitate, and with a little effort, jumped onto the white tiger's neck, sitting comfortably on it.

The sun that remained in Qi Jian's mental landscape still emitted a gentle light, tearing an insurmountable beam of light through the blackness left by the black hole.

The surrounding area was no longer as menacing as before; instead of continuing to spread, it showed signs of merging and collapsing.

The fierce winds around them ceased, and new life began to flourish on this land.

Qi Jian's condition is clearly improving.

Jingli stretched out a small paw and touched Qi Jian's big tiger head, while its other paw spun in the air and grabbed.

This power was bestowed upon Mr. Yuan by his physical body when he came to the spiritual landscape within the scene, and now he is using this power on Qi Jian.

The sun temporarily disappeared, and the entire scene was instantly shrouded in darkness. The impurities, which had shrunk into a ball, tentatively tried to stretch out again. A furry arm reached forward and covered the tiger's eyes.

Then, the whole world trembled slightly, accompanied by the sound of glass shattering.

Immediately afterwards, the "sun" reappeared in the sky. This time, there was no more disturbing darkness around them, and everything was bright before their eyes. Their spiritual bodies seemed to be surrounded by a pure white world.

Although Qi Jian's eyes were covered, the sense of comfort he felt was undeniable.

He seemed to have unloaded a heavy burden, and the unbearable pain caused by his overly sensitive senses disappeared completely at this moment.

In this world, it seemed that only he and the small, soft little thing on his body remained.

He didn't know how much time had passed when the blindfold over his eyes was removed, and Jingli leaned close to his ear.

"open one's eyes."

Qi Jian's ears were tickled.

He leaned down slightly, turned his head to the side, and the little panda swung down. In the process, he used his front paws to scoop it up and hold it in his arms, unconsciously licking its head.

This is how spiritual entities express affection.

They were extremely close to the Sentinels and Guides of this world.

Qi Jian's mind was momentarily filled with primal desires due to the shock of the mental imagery, while Jing Li simply felt comfortable and followed her heart, lying down under Qi Jian's large scarf and letting him lick her.

After Qi Jian finally calmed down, he awkwardly hid Jing Li in his arms, then sat up straight as if he were trying to hide something, only to be startled by the state of his mental image.

The land beside the cabin extends out quite a bit, and although there are still broken walls all around, it is shrouded in mist, like the abode of immortals.

He closed his eyes and sensed the entire mental landscape.

The previous fragmentation is gone, replaced by mountains rising in shades of dark ink and vibrant green, the highest peaks standing amidst them. Tranquil, mysterious, and brimming with boundless power.

It was not much different from Qi Jian's mental state before he was injured, and perhaps even broader.

Jingli peeked his little head out from Qi Jian's arms, his bright eyes looking at Qi Jian. He didn't speak, but Qi Jian understood. He was asking: Do you still like it?

Qi Jian laughed and gently licked Jing Li's ear.

"I like it." He covered Jingli up. "I like it very much."