Professional God

Chapter 18

It was already close to the weekend, and when this incident happened again, Baita decided to take the holiday one day earlier, so that everyone could go back to soothe their wounded hearts.The extra day of vacation was a surprise, Ruolan invited Chu Ze out in the name of celebrating the holiday, and went to eat at a newly opened Malatang near the White Tower.

The little girl happily shuttled between the freezers full of food, frantically adding meat and meatballs to the vegetable selection bowl.Chu Ze stood absent-mindedly in front of the freezer in a daze, and Ruolan ran back and forth in front of him several times, but he remained indifferent.Ruolan waved her paw in front of him, and he rolled his eyes to indicate that he was still alive.

"You're in a bad state, Chu Ze." After choosing the dishes, Ruo Lan sat down opposite Chu Ze with a lettuce in her mouth, waiting for Mala Tang to arrive. "What are you thinking, don't you really scare Ye Chuan?"

"...No." Chu Ze said in a low voice. "I was just thinking, he's going to be in no trouble if something like this happens."

Ruolan leaned in front of him, looked him up and down, showing an old driver's secretive expression: "Don't you look at who was the last person to pick him up yesterday, how could something be wrong... Wait, wait a minute, Chu Ze, you... don't you like Ye Chuan?"

Chu Ze suddenly became sober: "How is it possible!"

"Really?" Ruolan looked at him suspiciously. "Don't be shy, there are many people who want to be Ye Chuan's guide. It's not unusual for you to like him. If you really like him, tell me earlier, and I can help you find a way."

. "It's really not what you think... Wait, help me figure out what the hell it is!" Chu Ze coughed twice to cover up his gaffe, and began to stir the sauce in front of him.

"Of course it's to help you—" Ruolan elongated her voice. "Don't like him anymore!"

"……what?"

"Chu Ze, haven't I told you specifically, who is Ye Chuan?" Ruo Lan leaned on the table, leaned closer to him, and said in a low voice. "White Tower exchange student system, you don't really think that you just pick a good-looking sentinel and throw it over for us to watch?"

Chu Ze unconsciously sat upright, trying to stay away from this nagging girl: "Is there any other inside story?"

"Do you know what conditions a sentinel needs to meet to become an exchange student of the White Tower?" Ruolan asked. "One of them is to get in. Those who are selected must at least be sentinels who are preparing for two evaluations. They must first pass the physical fitness test of the Chita, then do the mental strength test of the Black Tower, and the mental stability test of the Qingta. After passing the test, they can go to the Golden Tower The tower notifies the application process layer by layer, and only after the application is approved can you participate in the comprehensive ability screening of the White Tower. In the end, one or two are selected to come for an internship. It is impossible to get in. There is another kind, which is the joint recommendation letter from the chiefs of the five towers. The five towers are white, red, gold, and green. Each tower has a sentry and a guide. There are ten chiefs in total, and at least half or more of them must be obtained. Recommend signatures. But now, the seat for the Chief Sentinel of the White Tower who died two years ago is vacant, the seat for the Chita Guide is vacant, and only eight of the ten chiefs are left. Who do you think Ye Chuan is, he can get five-eighths of the chiefs Recommendation?"

Chu Ze's expression was blank: "Is it... like this?"

"What do you think the White Tower exchange students are used for?" Ruolan asked back. "Are the leaders of the White Tower so idle that they want to put a time bomb in the guide group? Why was this system proposed seven or eight years ago, but it has never been implemented, and it suddenly started to operate recently?"

As she spoke, she raised her upper body again and chased after Chu Ze, getting a little closer to him.She lowered her voice and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "The seat of the chief sentinel of the White Tower has been vacant for two years, do you understand me?"

--I see.

In the blink of an eye, a nine-day thunderbolt struck Chu Ze, and he was so blessed that he suddenly realized.

"Ji Qinglian, the chief guide of the White Pagoda, has already reached her fifth birthday this year, and her mental strength has declined sharply. She will retire soon." Ruolan continued. "Whoever can become Ye Chuan's guide at this critical moment will have an absolute advantage in the election for the next chief guide of the White Tower!"

There was a moment of silence during the meeting.

The waiter slammed two pots of Mala Tang on the table in front of the two of them, and Ruolan immediately picked up a pair of chopsticks and began to slurp the sweet potato noodles: "So what do you think about Ye Chuan? If you didn't say you liked it so much He can't do it, or there is a goal that can't be achieved unless you become his guide——If you don't have such determination, I suggest you be cautious about your attitude towards him."

"I really don't mean that to him." Chu Ze also lowered his head, piercing the fish balls with his chopsticks. "Now in the third year of high school, you should focus on your studies. I just think he is a good person, not as bad as the sentinel said outside, just make friends."

"It's best to have no idea. But if possible, don't get too close to him." Ruolan sucked red chili oil all over her mouth. "After all, you have no ideas, but it doesn't mean that others don't think you have ulterior motives. Guada Lixia should avoid suspicion."

After taking two bites, Chu Ze found it tasteless, so he put down his chopsticks: "Speaking of which, I also have a question for you."

Ruolan: "Are you asking?"

Chu Ze: "Why do you know all the gossip?"

"I don't want to either." Ruolan muttered with a vermicelli in her mouth, and pointed to her temple. "I have a problem here."

Chu Ze: "...brainless?"

"No!!! It's mental power out of control!" Ruo Lan poked Chu Ze's forehead hard, Chu Ze frowned and hid. "My tentacles of mental power are extremely sharp, and it is difficult to be controlled by my own consciousness. I often connect to the spiritual power of others. So I often receive a lot of complicated information, and of course I know a lot of messy things. The worst thing is that I can't sort it out on my own, and I have to go to the CDC for inspection and information debris removal every month."

"Sick and sympathetic. My mental barrier is very fragile, and I have to go back to my mentor to face the wall for treatment on a regular basis," Chu Ze said.

The two were about to start to cherish each other when Chu Ze's cell phone rang suddenly.Chu Ze picked it up and saw the caller ID, Ye Chuan.

Ruolan raised an eyebrow at him, he hesitated for a while, and finally chose to answer: "Hello? Achuan?"

"Zeze! I'm touching the phone." Ye Chuan on the other end of the signal was speaking under his breath, nervous and excited, as if he was afraid of being caught by someone. "Hey, can you hear me!"

Chu Ze coughed awkwardly: "Uh, I can hear you. What's the matter?"

"My God, Ye Er is suffocating me to death. I am not allowed to touch any electronic products except the desk lamp and the clock. I must be within his sight 24 hours a day. When I go to the bathroom, he has to squat by the door. Pinch my stopwatch!" Ye Chuan complained endlessly, seized the time to complain, and got to the point. "Are you free tomorrow? It's a holiday. I want to ask you out to play!"

"But vacation homework..."

"Don't worry about him so much, let's just play first! Don't do homework until the last moment!" Ye Chuan interrupted him forcefully. "It's agreed, tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, see you at the gate of the South District!"

Before the voice finished, there was a beeping busy tone.

Chu Ze: "..."

Ruolan's eyebrows and tails flew into her bangs: "No idea? Ordinary friends???"

"It's very normal for ordinary tablemates to go out to play on weekends." Chu Ze picked up and put down the chopsticks guiltily.

"I've said everything anyway, and you have to figure out the rest." Ruolan shrugged. "Of course, if you really decide to chase him... you should tell me. Not to mention guaranteeing you will catch him, at least it will help you fend off the raging rivals in love?"

Chu Ze raised his forehead: "...Then I really thank you!"

In the North District of the White Tower, the staff dormitory.

Just as Ye Chuan hung up the phone, a slender, pale hand stretched out in front of him, and quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly pulled away the phone that he had just pulled out less than 5 minutes ago.

"I just went to answer the phone, which can also take advantage of your loopholes." Ye Huai said. "You are promising, Chu Santiao, you will steal the phone behind my back. How did you find it?"

Ye Chuan: "Apart from you, which other psychopath would seal up your phone with a condom and hide it in the toilet tank!"

"This was originally your idea, thank you." Ye Huai sneered and put the phone away. "Have you finished the exercises, have you got the answers correct, have you copied the wrong questions correctly? Don't let me open the back door for you even when you go to a vocational and technical school."

"You fart! I'm not an ordinary guide student like them, you can't hold me up to their standards! I followed your messy courses since I was a child, and I missed two years of classes. What the hell is the problem?"

Ye Huai was indifferent: "This cannot be the reason for you to degenerate yourself. I am not an ordinary guide student, and I can also graduate with the No.1 grade in the White Tower. What kind of student do you think I am, I can also get such a high score in the exam."

Ye Chuan: "Maybe you are... a small boy?"

Ye Huai pulled up his tie and rolled up his sleeves: "Chu Santiao, come here. Let's go out to practice now."

Ye Chuan has never seen a guide like Ye Huai since he was a child. He has never been strong enough to make Ye Chuan repeatedly doubt his whistle-direction attribute.Not to mention guides, there are very few Sentinels who can fight like this.During Ye Chuan's heyday, Ye Huai was able to fight him for more than ten rounds without losing the wind, not to mention that Ye Chuan's power is restricted now, and he can only be suppressed and beaten.

He once asked Ye Huai why this was so, and Ye Huai said - because now the five towers are promoting quality education for the all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor.

After the fight was over, Ye Chuan was sore all over, and he slumped on the sofa in a strange shape, gasping for air.That guy Ye Huai maintained his usual beastly attire, his whole body was clean and tidy, without a speck of dust, his waist was straight and his body was upright, he looked like an elegant gentleman.

"Sitting and sitting, what are you talking about?" Ye Huai walked up to Ye Chuan and kicked his toes. "Do you have any plans for the holiday?"

"Reading, doing homework, and exercising." Ye Chuan answered in a straightforward manner.

Knowing that he was talking nonsense, Ye Huai didn't point it out, and just said lightly, "Let me have a look at the schedule."Inserting his fingers into Ye Chuan's disheveled golden hair, he rubbed it again, and said, "The black roots of the hair are exposed, remember to set aside a day to dye your hair."

Ye Chuan waved his hand to drive him away: "I know."

Ye Huai withdrew his hand, was silent for a moment, and suddenly called his name again: "Chu Santiao."

Ye Chuan raised his eyelids towards Ye Huai: "What are you doing?"

"Don't hang on the same crooked neck tree all the time, he won't give you anything," Ye Huai said. "It's time for you to plan for your future. You are the young master of the Ye family, the candidate for the chief sentinel of the White Tower, and the youngest dark sentry in history. Do you have any kind of guide? Now he has no one but you. Choose, but in front of you, there is a whole forest."

Ye Chuan didn't speak, but let out a muffled laugh, put his hands on his face, and covered his eyes with the back of his hands.

"What an international joke," he said. "...I was born for him."