Stranded on a Deserted Island, What to Do?

Chapter 34: It's okay to talk

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"A foreigner? I thought we were so cautious only with Tevalon, who had a more tense relationship."

Seeing that Hua Mu was distracted, Bai Zhen heaved a sigh of relief, and then explained: "The tower's regulations for the outer tower and the civilian sentinels and guides are not so strict, but we have a clear prohibition on the inner tower. Combine with foreigners."

Although the state's control of the sentinel direction is now less inhumane than it used to be, Neta's sentinels and guides are still a valuable resource for the state.

The Empire will not allow them to become citizens of other countries even if they die, and other countries certainly do the same. Therefore, even if countries secretly scramble for resources, there is a tacit understanding that they do not accept the intermarriage of foreign sentries.

"So, don't you have any opinion on these regulations? What about your own thoughts? As long as it is not a foreigner, it doesn't matter who the match is right? What if the match with you is a foreigner?"

It is not that the white pillow has not encountered such a situation. She once met a female guide who matched her by more than 80% in a transnational operation. When the other party helped her to sort out her spiritual body, she almost triggered a union. hot.

But the two were extremely restrained and professional soldiers, and in the end, apart from some embarrassment, they still maintained a pure and deep friendship - nothing to do with the relationship between the sentinel and the guide.

"Miss, the breadfruit has been baked." Bai Zhen subconsciously didn't want to tell Hua Mu about these things. She didn't know why, but she felt a little guilty.

The eldest lady has scolded her for being perverted many times. If she knew that she would rather give up the chance to marry and stay in this position, would she think she was plotting evil

And the incident that almost triggered a combination of fever also made her feel embarrassed, and it might have deepened the bad impression that the eldest lady had on the Sentinel's instability.

Hua Mu carefully took the steaming breadfruit slices with banana leaves, and while smelling the sweet and sour aroma, she moved her index finger and didn't forget to get to the bottom of this topic.

"So what's the matter? Relying on that match degree to set your own life events, don't you like it or not?"

I like it... what kind of feeling

White pillow does not understand.

"The matching degree is high, it should mean like it..."

Sentinels and guides are the most valuable resources of a country, and all countries have naturally invested the most time and energy to study them. The stable combination is the way to maximize the value of the two, and there are endless dedicated researches on this.

The spiritual body and the spiritual totem are currently the most unreachable areas for human beings, and there are only a few theories as circumstantial evidence for their explanation. The role of the guide element on the sentinel is currently the project with the fastest research progress and the most fruitful results.

As for the research on conjugation heat, it is just in the middle of the two. In addition to the research based on statistics, it is more to use the detection of physiological responses - such as hormones, heart rate and brain waves to respond to changes in the subject's emotions. .

And some current research results show that even for the same pair of sentinels and guides, the matching degree is not static. It will fluctuate within a certain range according to the situation, changes in the subject's emotions, and the effects of some drugs.

Of course, this still has a base value, and in general, this range will not exceed the benchmark too far.

White pillow has cooperated with such experimental research, so in her opinion, two people with a high degree of matching already have some good feelings for each other in a sense. After all, the so-called liking is only a temporary effect of hormones, so what is the difference between a sentinel and a guide with a high degree of matching

From a sensory point of view, the Sentinel will never hate a guide with a high degree of matching.

Hua Mu was going to be mad at Bai Zhen's remarks.

These low-level sentinels, brainwashed by the tower, serve the empire and the royal family like robots, exhausting their lives and letting the next generation repeat this mission.

Don't they have any ideas of their own? Don't have the slightest idea to fight for yourself

Hua Mu knew that it was absurd to have such thoughts as the heir to the royal family, but sometimes she just couldn't stand the lies that seemed obvious.

Her father had tried his best to keep her out of these things, and tried his best to raise her as an ordinary noble girl instead of a crown prince, but she still inevitably saw a lot of darkness.

A high degree of matching just like it

Does she like all the Sentinels in the world, who has more than 90% match with almost all Sentinels

No, she hates sentinels! Hate these sentinels who look strong, but are basically sensitive and delicate, fragile and ignorant, weak and pitiful.

They are just a group of walking corpses whose souls are bound by Daosu, and the same goes for White Pillow!

Hua Mu didn't want to think about it any longer. Thinking about such a problem was always useless and hurtful. Not to mention that she can't change anything now, when she really takes the position of aunt, she must try her best to ensure the continuation of this system.

She understands that an empire obviously has more to worry about, so how can a leader only focus on such trivial matters

But there is only the white pillow, only her guard, and the closest sentinel to her. She hopes that she will be different.

She wants to see a person who is flesh and blood, has independent thoughts, and has his own desires.

"Miss, the sliced fruit is going to be cold, eat it while it's hot."

Seeing that Hua Mu seemed to be thinking about something, Bai Zhen couldn't help but reminded softly.

Hua Mu glanced at her and cleared the rebellious thoughts in her mind. The queen can still reign for at least a few decades, and she doesn't need to worry about her father at all. As long as you can be a noble lady steadily, develop some interesting hobbies, and occasionally go out of your way to pursue gaudy novels.

She stuffed the fruit slices into her mouth, and then tasted the sweet and sour taste. The dense, sticky texture of the fruit is more like mashed potatoes than bread. But whether it's bread or mashed potatoes, it's the taste of carbs! It's something that makes you fat, fascinates, and makes you happy!

Even before she didn't dare to eat too much, but today Hua Mu ate three whole slices!

The white pillow solved the remaining part of this one, and Hua Mu once again saw the sentinel's good appetite.

After a full day of food and drink, it was time for the two of them to rest. This trip to the North Shore was quite rewarding. It not only solved the problem of water sources, but also found the staple food.

"White pillow, it's the same for us to wait for rescue here?" Hua Mu lay on the white pillow and fell asleep, and for the first time after coming to the island, she felt a sense of support - so happy!

"Do you want to stay here?"

The white pillow could see Hua Mu's good mood, and the posture of the other party lying on her body was so relaxed for the first time.

"Yes, there is water and bread here. It's much better than there. We can bring useful things over here, and we can also smoke here."

White Pillow can't tell which direction the rescue will come from, so theoretically it is the same wherever the rescue is waiting. Coupled with the exaggerated shipwreck rate on the south bank, the rescue is likely to choose the north bank to land, so it may be more beneficial to wait here.

"You're right, it's just that it often rains here..."

Huamu has been short of water for a long time, and she doesn't think rain is a problem at all.

"Let's go down, you can still take a shower. And don't we have canvas? We can move it over to keep out the rain!" She turned over and lay on top of the white pillow, pointing to a banyan tree not far away, "We Fix it up, put up a canopy, put bamboo under it…”

Hua Mu danced and planned, looking very happy. White pillow didn't want to dampen her enthusiasm at all, and put those excessive worries aside for the time being.

"You're right. Make the lower shelf higher, and the humidity will not be so heavy."

"That's right. Now that the water source problem has been solved, we should also consider how to improve the residence. Every day I lie in the sand or on the haystack, and the body that has been washed clean is soiled again."

Hua Mu said while holding the hand of the white pillow and wrapping her body - of course, this is only to make her feel more secure, not because she likes the sentinel to hug her.

Bai Zhen was a little helpless at first, but after seeing that Hua Mu didn't seem to have any major reaction, he slowly calmed down.

The eldest must be very uneasy. In order to seek a sense of security, she is becoming less and less guarded against her approach.

Bai Zhen didn't know whether this situation was good or not. On the one hand, she was delighted to be close to Hua Mu, on the other hand, she was afraid that she would be spoiled.

Hua Mu felt the temperature from his lower abdomen - the sentinel's palm was astonishingly hot, and the white face was blushed by the firelight.

This, this is just for comfort, it is not proof that the relationship with the Sentinel is getting better, nor is it because of something for her...

"Miss, are you tired?"

"Um… "

Nor is it because of any particular thoughts on this Sentinel.

"Then you should rest early, and tomorrow I will investigate the situation nearby. If there is no danger, we will move things over."

Hua Mu tilted her head and put her ear against Bai Zhen's chest. She liked this pose to speak to the other party very much. The sentinel's slightly cold and rigid tone echoed in her chest, and it was indescribably sexy.

It's too much, I deliberately lowered the tone, is it not good enough

"White pillow..."

"What's your order?"

"Can you sing?"

"what?"

"I want to listen to songs, anything is fine, sing to me."

The white pillow was a little embarrassed.

After entering the tower, she had very few entertainment activities, except for military songs, she only knew some tunes she learned when she lived in the Heitong tribe. And those so-called pop songs, she is not a song.

"Then, let me sing a lullaby of my hometown for you."

Hua Mu found a comfortable place to nest, "Well, you can sing."

Bai Zhen cleared his throat and sang carefully, "Rusty-spotted cat meow meow..."

"puff-"

As soon as the white pillow opened her mouth, Hua Mu couldn't help laughing. It's not that she doesn't sing well, it's just that..."Cat Cat" and "Meow Meow Meow" are really funny to sing from the cold-faced sentinel.

She never dreamed that White Pillow would sing such a song in such a soft tone—she had dreamed more than that.

"Big, big lady..."

"Cough, it sounds good, leave me alone, you continue."

The white pillow bit his lip, but finally he mustered up the courage to sing.

"Rusty-spotted cat Meow Meow, with a group of good babies, after catching birds and frogs, they caught a big baby. Who's the bad baby who runs around without sleep at night? It's my little baby, strong and strong. Be in good spirits, don't scratch her mother cat, let her come back to sleep... "

What a lullaby, so much cuter than those scary stories.

Hua Mu in the soft singing, slowly fell asleep.

The author has something to say: The rust-spotted leopard cat and the black-footed cat are tied for the world's smallest cat, super fierce!

The eldest has already taken sleeping on the sentry as a matter of course, and I hope that there will be a chance to let everyone see the more exciting dreams of the eldest (laughs).

Although the sentinel is wooden, his experience is much richer than that of the eldest lady, and the eldest lady's vinegar jars can go around the equator once in a row.