Chapter 2355: S-Rank Guide Forced Love 40

The kitten sentinel is hard to raise, the keeper guide thinks so.

Impatient, unable to stay calm—these are minor flaws that don't matter much; the keeper says as long as the kitten is happy, that's fine.

But sometimes the kitten sentinel makes a fuss without knowing limits, and will be punished by the keeper guide……

After that mission, You Zan was ordered by Jin Chen to heal his arm injury at home before he could continue missions.

But staying at home made You Zan feel uneasy all over.

Moreover, he inexplicably felt that his mental power was stuck at a subtle critical point.

Power surged deep within; only a little more was needed to break through the shackles and reach an unprecedented height.

The frustration of being just a little short was more unsettling than any wound, leaving him unable to sit or stand still.

Jin Chen went to the high tower in another city for a meeting, which would take three days.

The parting words "Stay home, rest well" still rang in his ears, yet seeing the push notification on his communicator for a small aberration cleanup mission not far from the tower made You Zan's fingertips itch.

A B-rank mission—quick and decisive… finish it before Jin Chen returns, without anyone knowing.

That restlessness finally overcame reason.

He sent Bai Ye an encrypted message: "I took on a small mission; don't tell him."

He then mustered a team of temporarily reassigned sentinels and rushed out of the tower like a gust of wind.

At the same time, in the top-floor meeting room of another tower several hundred li away…

Data streams rolled across the massive circular light screen; the atmosphere was solemn.

Jin Chen sat in the chief seat; a faint vibration came from the micro-encrypted communicator on the inside of his wrist.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at it.

It was an encrypted short message from Bai Ye, containing only one line: "Your sentinel slipped off to clear the B7 Ruins."

Jin Chen barely raised his eyebrows.

【Zero Egg.】

【Hehehehe, let me see~ safe, the Main God is awesome at killing aberrations!】 Ling Gun Gun flopped over, chuckling.

【Comrade Xiao Bai is really a good messenger.】 He casually sold out the Main God.

"Senator Jin Chen?" the official in charge of reporting resource allocation beside him noticed his distraction and asked cautiously, "Is there an emergency?"

Jin Chen lifted his gaze: "Nothing."

He slid his fingertip across the communicator, shutting off the light screen, his voice tinged with helpless indulgence: "The kitten at home won't listen; it ran out to play."

"Ah!" The official, obviously trying to fawn, immediately put on a smile and replied, "So Senator Jin Chen also keeps a cat! It must be a prized breed and…"

His words trailed off as he suddenly recalled that this senator's constant companion, the sentinel always by his side, was in fact… a notorious black jungle cat.

This is no pet cat! Clearly they're talking about that killing god!

The official awkwardly tugged at the corner of his mouth, quickly lowered his head to pretend to study the data board in his hand, and dared not utter another word.

——

The wind in the ruins carried the smell of rust and blood into his lungs, yet You Zan felt utterly exhilarated.

He poured all the power he'd built up these days, with nowhere to vent, into those distorted aberrations, killing them to his heart's content.

He even deliberately compressed the mission time, forcing what originally required four days of cleanup into just two.

On the return aircraft, You Zan leaned against the cold cabin wall, quickly cleaning off the blood and gunpowder residue on him, calculating the time—Jin Chen wouldn't be back until tomorrow, so he shouldn't be discovered.

The aircraft landed smoothly on the top-level exclusive landing pad.

The hatch slid open; You Zan stepped out with one foot, the luck of having bluffed his way through still not having faded, when he froze in the cold night wind.

On the other side of the landing pad, the hatch of the black aircraft—its lines hard and cold, bearing the tower's eagle-wing emblem—was also slowly opening.

Jin Chen's tall figure appeared at the top of the boarding steps, his black uniform coat immaculate, even the silver badge on his collar gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

Their eyes met.

You Zan felt a chill surge from the soles of his feet straight to the crown of his head.

He instinctively stepped back half a pace; the lingering gunpowder and blood stench on his combat uniform now seemed overwhelmingly pungent.

It's over!

"I was wrong!"

You Zan's voice came out almost as a shout, edged with the desperation of giving up, echoing across the empty landing pad.

His teammates were startled, turned around oddly, saw Jin Chen, and instantly scattered like birds and beasts, hiding in corners to peek out and gossip.

Jin Chen stepped down the boarding ramp one step at a time, his stride steady, his military boots striking the metal floor with clear knocks.

His face showed little expression; his dark eyes swept over You Zan's still-unchanged combat uniform, still bearing the marks of battle.

"What did you do wrong?" Jin Chen asked, also finding it a bit funny.

No matter how impulsive, his courage was only this small.

You Zan choked on his words when asked.

He instinctively began to wonder: What did I do wrong? Was it for running around before my injury healed? Was it for outwardly obeying while inwardly defying? Or…

He suddenly realized this was a public area.

Although the landing pad was exclusive, there were still patrolling guards and teammates in the distance.

Being interrogated here was utterly embarrassing, as if he'd lost face all the way to his grandmother's house.

"…Let's talk back home!"

You Zan lowered his voice, gritting his teeth in vexation.

Jin Chen had already walked up to him.

Only an arm's length separated them.

Seeing Jin Chen approach, You Zan braced himself for a chokehold, shrinking his head back—yet Jin Chen merely lifted his chin slightly, his gaze indicating, "Alright, let's go home first."

""

Yu Zan fiercely bit their own tongue tip.

Going home…… These two words, heard now, are simply more terrifying than the nest of a mutant.

A sense of tragic 'one's life is over' welled up spontaneously, yet beneath that tragedy, inexplicably and damnably, a hint of loss surged.

This person actually didn't flare up on the spot.

Yu Zan rubbed their neck.

Closed the door.

The entryway sensor light lit up with a soft glow, illuminating Yu Zan's tense side profile.

Jin Chen didn't even take off that crisp windbreaker, standing in the shadow of the entryway, calmly undoing the decorative silver buckle on the inside of the windbreaker, and then reached their right hand toward their waist.

Click.

A clear, crisp sound of the metal buckle popping open echoed loudly in the overly quiet entryway.