Chapter 31

Interrogation Room

Li Shao and another silver-haired, gold-eyed Sentinel walked ahead, down the long corridor, hearing only the uniform footsteps.

Fu Guang saw the Interrogation Room sign and stopped her steps.

As she stopped, the two tall Sentinels ahead simultaneously turned their heads, lowering their gaze to look at her.

Their movements were identical, like robots programmed with a set routine.

Fu Guang smiled and said, "All this way, I shouldn't have violated any federal law. What do you two want by taking me to the Interrogation Room?"

She's not a criminal, so why the Interrogation Room?

She had been to the Interrogation Room of Alliance University before because of the matter involving the siblings Liu Yun and Shu Tong; the room's walls should be special, looking plain from the outside—a modest white space with a somewhat aged chair.

When someone sits in that chair with the lights off, everything around is pitch black, hearing no sound and seeing nothing, as if alone in an endless silent night.

The Interrogation Room also activates an ability controller, here your five senses are reduced to a minimum, to the point that even touching your own skin feels like you have no sensation.

Even the sound you emit is absorbed by the space, so your ears hear nothing.

The whole person becomes like air, the concept of "person" lost, as if one's very existence also disappears.

When the lights are turned on, blinding light like a lamp post shines from above, enveloping the interrogated person, while the walls also emit light, making the whole person feel as if plunged into daylight.

Under the intense light, the interrogated person cannot even open his eyes, just like in darkness—a single color floods the senses, and the self is lost.

These methods are no less severe than the punishments meted out by the Upper Immortal Sect to wayward disciples.

Unless the mind is near demonic, no matter how strong a person is, in pure light and darkness they will suffer mental breakdown and collapse.

Fu Guang had never personally experienced it before, but seeing the subtle movements of those inside, she knew.

Because she had truly experienced it, that feeling now, when recalled, is not too bad, but back then she truly suffered; now she has no need to seek suffering and go through it again.

So she also has no intention of entering the Interrogation Room; once inside, she would have no control, and frankly she doesn't trust these Sentinels—in a situation she can control, she won't hand over her safety to others.

Her blue eyes lowered, the ring on her pinky transmitting a faint chill through the skin; it seemed the person behind her valued greatly what she knew about SS-rank Guides.

Li Shao said nothing, his task merely to ask, anywhere was fine, he didn't care.

The Sentinel at his side, with pale gold eyes, stared at Fu Guang for a moment, as if analyzing something, recalling the image of her he had just observed via the monitoring room.

This is a Guide not easily fooled, possessing extremely strong self-awareness.

He cannot guarantee whether the Guide's words are true or false; if so, he cannot fulfill the task assigned by his superior.

He spoke, his voice devoid of fluctuation: "Sorry, Guide Miss, according to the Military Department's enforcement regulations, we must follow procedure."

"Please rest assured, we are merely asking as per protocol; it won't take long."

Xi Guang felt his explanation was already clear, but the Guide before him laughed brightly and said, "I understand your procedure."

"But please also understand me, as a Guide, forgive me for not wanting to be alone with a Sentinel."

"Your proposal, the White Tower does not accept, it is rejected." Yu Jin leaned back in the chair, listening to the annoying Sentinel's chatter, quickly scanning the document contents.

In her red eyes, the golden pupils dilated for an instant, and with a snap she flung the red document hard back onto the desk.

She interrupted the Sentinel's incessant chatter.

"If it's just for this to recall me from the battlefield, I'll consider whether the Military Department is really finished."

In the simply decorated hall, six large floor-to-ceiling windows stood on either side, sunlight scattering indoors; at the center stood a prominent brown long table, with neat rows of chairs on both sides, eighteen in total.

No chairs were placed at the ends.

Inside, the number of people seated was not large; they were, taking the entrance as standard, the Left Third Seat, Left Sixth Seat, Left Ninth Seat, Right Second Seat, Right Sixth Seat, and Right Seventh Seat.

Yu Jin sat in the left third chair; the other two were also female Guides.

One had purple hair and purple eyes, raising her newly dyed red vivid nails to admire in the light; the other had blue-purple hair, lowering her head to look at the battle report, scrolling the optical brain's screen up and down.

The female Sentinel at the Right Second Seat spoke lightly, same red hair and red eyes, yet like a subdued flame: "Yu Jin, the number of low-rank Guides has dropped to less than one percent of the Sentinels, you can also feel that the Sentinels' mental fluctuations are more intense than before."

"According to the Intelligent Brain's statistics, when B-rank Sentinels are stable, their mental fluctuation range has increased by three percentage points."

"Whether for Guides or Sentinels, we should take some measures, shouldn't we?"

She seemed to be asking, but her tone allowed no rebuttal.

"Moreover, pairing two Sentinels with a low-rank Guide is merely to strengthen the Guide's protection, letting the Guide grow well."

"We are doing this for the Guide's sake."

"Sorry, I'm handing over my vote entirely to you, Xiao Jinjin." Purple clouds surged, and Chan Yi vanished instantly.

"Third Army Corps Commander, truly impressive."

Li Ge, current head of the Li Family, Third Army Corps Commander, Second Seat Sentinel, and also one of only three SS-rank Sentinels.

The Right Sixth Seat tapped the tabletop: "Watch your words, Chan Yi Guide, don't bring personal emotions here."

Chan Yi snorted, stood up, as if dreamy purple mist followed her movement; her voice still held laughter, yet with an undeniable chill: "Hmph, then also ask the Military Department's Sentinels not to constantly covet the Guides inside the White Tower."

Sorry, I'm handing over full authority of this vote to you, Xiao Jinjin. Purple clouds surged, and the cicada robe vanished instantly.

If I had known you'd say this, I wouldn't have come; it's a waste of time. Zuo Jiu xi closed her light brain and also stood up, saying, "You won't stay long in the rear; your brains are addled—you'd be better off going to the battlefield and killing a few S-rank alien species."

If you're capable, go wipe out the SS-rank alien species; stop constantly nitpicking and ruining our delicate little guides.

Do you only feel satisfied when you force the new guides to become like us?

Zuo Jiu xi shook her head; she never understood the Sentinels' brain circuits.

The S-rank guides aren't even all dead yet, and they're already reaching out to the little guides—have they had enough of life?

She pondered for a moment, then sent an application to the central brain.

After listening only a moment, the light brain of the opposite Right Six Seat emitted a task directly from the central brain.

Let's go, what are you still looking at? Left Nine Seat invited, saying, "I almost forgot—guides can still apply to the central brain to invite an S-rank Sentinel for a compulsory mission."

She seemed to recall something, raising her eyebrows at the Right Six Seat behind her and asking, "If you leave, will your subordinates be in disorder?"

The Right Six Seat, his handsome face half-clouded, curled the corner of his mouth and said, "Then there's no need for the Guide to trouble herself."

Oh, then let's go. Left Nine Seat paused slightly—this old brat actually called her Guide—she waved her hand and also left.

」Xiao Jinjin, keep going, we all support you。」

Yujin's eye watched as the projection kept retreating, people also left half.

「Lord Lige, people have their own will, not machines, they will not obey due to compulsion。」

「Is that so? 」 Lige raised her brows, took back the document, and said something ambiguous.