After Participating In A Love Show, Everyone Was Addicted To Cp Chapter 5

Chapter 5

It was common knowledge that S-grade Guides could materialize their mental power, allowing them to perform mental combing through non-physical means. In contrast, typical A-grade and B-grade Guides mostly relied on physical contact to establish a connection, while partners who had already bonded faced no such limitations.

Which method are you least resistant to? Once he confirmed the equipment was running, Xia Zhou’s voice slowed, his tone becoming gentle and approachable.

Holding… holding hands, I guess… The quiet environment made Ling Le’s perception of sound much sharper.

Ling Le suddenly felt unsure. Should he have called the bodyguards up? Being alone like this felt a bit difficult to endure!

Sensing Ling Le’s restlessness, Xia Zhou picked up the pace.

Alright, adjust yourself to a comfortable position, then give me your hand… Returning to the seat beside him, Xia Zhou adjusted their positions to a suitable distance and then gently lifted Ling Le’s hand.

Does anything feel uncomfortable? Placing Ling Le’s hand in his left, Xia Zhou then slowly covered it with his right, his tone remaining soft.

No… As the machinery hummed, Ling Le felt his eyelids grow heavy.

Then get some good rest. When you open your eyes again, everything will be better. Watching Ling Le slowly close his eyes, Xia Zhou also found a comfortable position, leaned back against his chair, and slowly closed his own eyes.

Releasing his mental power at a steady pace, Xia Zhou concentrated his consciousness in his palms. Time seemed to stretch infinitely; gradually, the surrounding sounds, the equipment, and the various objects blurred until they vanished entirely.

So hot.

Snapping his eyes open, Xia Zhou looked at the vast sea before him, momentarily stunned.

Wait, I’m already in?

It seemed there was no resistance at all; Xia Zhou had slipped into Ling Le’s consciousness world with total ease.

The main issue was this scorching midsummer sun and the boundless ocean. It was a bit too bright out here!

Looking helplessly at the sun in the sky, Xia Zhou began to look around for some shade.

Woof!

Suddenly, a bark sounded from behind him. A fluffy figure emerged from the bushes, happily circling around Xia Zhou’s feet.

It’s you!

Looking closely at the lively Samoyed, Xia Zhou noted that Ling Le’s spirit animal was in good condition. Its fur was fluffy and smooth, and its eyes were clear.

Hmm? Where do you want to take me? Seeing Xiaobai constantly nudging him as if trying to lead him somewhere, Xia Zhou curiously rubbed the dog’s head.

Woof!

Following Xiaobai through a patch of shrubs, Xia Zhou discovered a two-story villa hidden there.

With a wooden interior style and an open-plan design, it was spacious and airy. Xia Zhou wandered through the house but found nothing unusual. It seemed this was also part of the Surface World.

The so-called Surface World was an entrance constructed by a Sentinel’s self-consciousness. It usually manifested as various scenes, such as a childhood home, a nostalgic memory, or a desired landscape. Only by finding the correct door could one go deeper into the true inner world—the Inner World.

Entering the Inner World often came with various risks. One wrong move could lead to being attacked by the host’s consciousness fragments until being forcibly expelled.

After exploring the entire villa, Xia Zhou found nothing out of the ordinary. The only gain was that the air conditioning inside was quite strong, a world of difference from the heat outside.

How do I find the entrance? And why can’t I see any signs of pollution or mutation?

Xia Zhou returned to the living room, lost in thought.

Woof!

Hmm?

Snapping out of it, Xia Zhou realized that Xiaobai, who had been following him closely, had fetched a wooden ball from somewhere and placed it at his feet. The dog then lowered its front legs, raised its rear, and wagged its tail, looking at him expectantly.

Oh, baby, I’m working right now! Knowing this gesture was an invitation to play, Xia Zhou’s heart softened, but he couldn’t help.

Right! Is there anywhere else you want to take me? Looking at the well-behaved Samoyed, Xia Zhou suddenly found a potential breakthrough. He pointed outside while asking the question.

Hearing Xia Zhou’s question, Xiaobai tilted its head, looking a bit confused.

Come on, walk with me! Xia Zhou simply waved his hand, and upon receiving the command, Xiaobai immediately followed with excitement.

Walking along the coastline, Xia Zhou eventually reached the back of the island. There, he saw a scene that was both frustrating and amusing.

Far out in the sea, there was a flat area where a small wooden cabin stood.

It was conspicuous but impossible to approach directly.

This was likely the entrance to the Inner World, which fit Ling Le’s style.

Watching the surging waves crash into white foam, Xia Zhou knew he couldn’t get close at this stage, but his feet moved forward instinctively, wanting to see more clearly.

Hmm? He suddenly felt resistance. Xiaobai was tugging on his trouser leg.

What’s wrong? You don’t want me to go over there? Stopping in his tracks, Xia Zhou asked in a low voice.

Woof!

Following Xiaobai’s hint, Xia Zhou realized he had already left the sandy beach. Beneath his feet was no longer fine white sand but a rugged area of gravel. Further ahead was a stretch of reefs.

These strangely shaped reefs shimmered with an odd luster under the sun. Xia Zhou knelt down and tapped one.

As expected, these weren’t ordinary reefs; they were pollution.

Indeed, in different mental worlds, pollution manifested in different ways. A Guide’s primary daily task was to clear these pollutants.

Looking at the black reefs stretching all the way to the coastline, it was clear that he couldn’t get near the water without cleaning them up. Glancing at the small cabin in the distance, he realized this would be a long journey.

A near-S-grade Sentinel was indeed not that easy to deal with.

Well, since I’m already here, might as well get to work!

And so, our hardworking laborer Little Xia began his task of hammering reefs on the island.

Condensing his mental tendrils into the shape of a hammer, Xia Zhou swung down. Clang, clang, clang. After finishing one section, he moved to the next.

Phew, this won’t do. It’s too hot…

Under the scorching sun, the simple task of cleaning became grueling. Exhausted, Xia Zhou leaned listlessly against Xiaobai, lacking the energy to continue.

Kid, go get me a bottle of water. I don’t want to move… Xia Zhou rubbed his head against Xiaobai’s fluffy body, too tired to even lift his hand.

Woof! Receiving the command, Xiaobai immediately set off, running happily back toward the villa.

A moment later, the Samoyed returned, dragging a large object in its mouth toward Xia Zhou.

What did you bring me… a parasol? Seeing what Xiaobai was dragging, Xia Zhou stood up, touched. Baby, you’re so thoughtful!

Opening the somewhat ridiculous yet practical parasol, Xia Zhou saw Xiaobai make another play gesture. His heart softened, and he summoned his own spirit animal.

Go play with him, Snowball.

It was a gentle, quiet white Ragdoll cat.

Having finally been let out, the picky and clingy Snowball clearly had no interest in the silly, happy Samoyed. It simply stuck close to Xia Zhou’s feet, sprawling out like a puddle.

However, Snowball’s appearance undoubtedly made Xiaobai incredibly excited. Trip after trip, the Samoyed began piling various small toys on the beach.

When a ball rolled to its feet, Little Snowball would occasionally bat it with a paw if it was in a good mood. If not, it would just tilt its head away, ignoring everyone.

Seeing that their interaction was relatively harmonious, Xia Zhou moved the parasol to a new spot and began another round of hammering.

…

When Xia Zhou opened his eyes again, the clock had already reached 7 PM.

After two hours of hammering reefs, Xia Zhou felt exhausted. It was time to replenish some energy. Glancing at the still-sleeping Ling Le, Xia Zhou gently placed the man’s hand back by his side, tucked in the corner of the blanket, and quietly left the treatment room.

Click. As the light turned on, the stove in the small kitchen flickered to life.

Golden egg liquid spread into a beautiful shape at the bottom of the pan. He boiled water, added noodles, seasoned them, and then washed some vegetables. Xia Zhou was busy and productive in the kitchen.

An enticing aroma gradually drifted through the air. Xia Zhou dipped his chopsticks into the broth and nodded in satisfaction. Just as he turned to grab the washed greens, his gaze shifted, and he spotted Ling Le leaning against the wall.

When did you wake up?

Not knowing how long the other had been watching, Xia Zhou set down his work and asked, How do you feel now? Any discomfort?

Ling Le didn’t speak. He just silently approached and took a look.

Can you make a bowl for me too? Unlike his usual high-energy voice, Ling Le’s voice right after waking up was raspy and deep.

Um… alright, I’ll make you a bowl.

As he scooped the cooked noodles into a bowl, Xia Zhou realized that even though these were simple actions, he felt a bit self-conscious.

Perhaps he was stunned by Ling Le’s quiet demeanor, but Xia Zhou belatedly realized that the other man was much taller than him. With just a slight lean, Ling Le easily cast a shadow over him.

His tall frame still carried the lean lankiness of a youth. Ling Le tilted his head lazily; under his white shirt, the smooth, firm lines of his muscles were faintly visible.

Inconspicuously stepping to the side, Xia Zhou suddenly realized what he was looking at. He awkwardly averted his gaze, his ears feeling a bit warm.

Okay then, I want my fried egg fully cooked. Sorry to trouble you. Reluctantly pulling his gaze away from the egg noodles, Ling Le sat down at the dining table, still looking sluggish.

Forcing himself to focus on the kitchen, Xia Zhou felt like he had suddenly become a timid ostrich. If there was even the slightest movement behind him, he felt like burying his head directly into the pot out of embarrassment…

Once the noodles were served, before Xia Zhou could figure out how to handle the quiet atmosphere, Ling Le—who had only taken two bites—instantly transformed back into his usual happy puppy self and began prying into everything with endless questions.