The following events were no different from the original story.
The Czech wolfdog went berserk, attacking everything in sight indiscriminately. The soldiers couldn’t dodge in time, forcing Lily to shoot it. Doses potent enough to tranquilize an elephant hit Xiao Mu, but to no avail. The wolfdog remained hysterical.
Xiao Zhenyun watched as the once friendly wolfdog, which used to affectionately nuzzle his leg, turned into a complete maniac.
Every tranquilizer dart Lily shot at the spiritual body was like a direct hit to its owner, Si Chu. The spiritual impact made it impossible for him to recall Xiao Mu. The pain in his head caused his eyes to turn red and his breathing to become rapid. The presence of Si Di’s higher-level sentinel scent only made the already sensitive sentinel even more irritable, a clear sign of impending spiritual breakdown.
Ye Feiran tried his best to calm him down, but when his spiritual strength was exhausted, Si Chu’s overwhelming negative emotions hit him like a typhoon. Ye Feiran cried out in pain, and his peacock spiritual body let out a helpless wail.
The Czech wolfdog paused, turning its head to listen to the peacock’s heart-wrenching cries.
For a moment, the fierceness in its eyes faded, replaced by a familiar clarity.
Ye Feiran supported Si Chu, staring at the wolfdog in surprise. He thought a miracle had happened, that Xiao Mu had overcome the effects of QTA. So, was there a reason why Brother Di and Little Uncle injected Si Chu with QTA?
But before he could ask, the wolfdog collapsed, its body slowly disappearing from reality, finally able to return to its owner’s spiritual domain.
Si Chu closed his eyes and lost consciousness.
“Xiao Chu!” Ye Feiran held Si Chu tightly, forcing out a bit of spiritual power to check on Xiao Mu in Si Chu’s spiritual domain.
With one male lead unconscious and the other in a panic, chaos ensued. Lily knelt apologetically beside them, while Duan Fei, expressionless, directed the soldiers bitten by the wolfdog to bandage their wounds. Hedgehog paced around, carrying the still-unconscious Xiao Jingfeng, observing Si Chu for any changes after the QTA injection.
Only Xiao Zhenyun and Si Di exchanged a knowing smile, finally at ease. In the original story, the brief moment of clarity the Czech wolfdog experienced before falling asleep was a foreshadowing of its eventual awakening—a protagonist’s halo unique to Si Chu that other special individuals, whose spiritual bodies had died or fallen into permanent slumber, did not have.
As long as this plot is in place, Xiao Mu will inevitably wake up later.
Now it’s time to move on to the final plot.
Xiao Zhenyun felt a bit weary. Duan Fei promptly handed him and Si Di some water, which touched Xiao Zhenyun so much he almost wanted to adopt him on the spot.
Five minutes later, Ye Feiran, with a mix of grief and anger, opened his eyes and shouted at Si Di and Xiao Zhenyun, “Xiao Mu has fallen into eternal sleep! Xiao Chu is also affected and can’t wake up. Brother Di, Little Uncle, what are you doing?!”
“Don’t worry, we’re doing a good deed. Xiao Chu will thank us later,” Si Di said, silently adding in his mind: the time will be a year later, in the extra chapters.
Xiao Zhenyun hadn’t read the extra chapters and didn’t know what kind of ‘thanks’ that meant exactly. He loaded his pistol. “Xiao Fei, hand Xiao Chu over to Duan Fei and the others. You come with us.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Feiran immediately held Si Chu tighter, wary. “What are you still going to do? Why don’t you explain clearly? You’ve been speaking in riddles the whole time. What can’t you tell us?”
On the other side, Hedgehog cheerfully transferred the burden on his back onto the stretcher brought by the medics, walked over to Xiao Zhenyun with a smile, and casually pulled Si Di’s wolf tail. The fun-loving camp guy was always so fickle, coming and going like the wind. “Two unscrupulous brothers, after harming Si Chu, are you now going to harm Ye Feiran?”
Si Di glanced at him, gestured with his head, and immediately the third sentinel brother, without hesitation, joined this big family of harming their younger brother. The two of them, one on each side, picked up Ye Feiran, and the medics immediately came with the stretcher to carry Si Chu away.
“Did you catch Briches?” Xiao Zhenyun asked Duan Fei as he turned to the side. Duan Fei, who was extremely reliable, naturally didn’t disappoint. He nodded, “Briggs was not far away and was discovered by our surveillance team, and arrested smoothly.”
He even considerately didn’t mention that Xiao Zhenyun had mispronounced the professor’s name again.
“Could you please take him to…” Xiao Zhenyun suddenly remembered he didn’t know where the professor’s wife and child were buried, so he had to ask, “Xiao Nian was taken away by Chairman’s white horse. Where is he now? Do you know?”
“I know.” Duan Fei affirmed again, “According to eyewitnesses, after Chairman Xiao fell unconscious, the white horse was startled and threw Xiao Nian down, then disappeared on the spot. Fortunately, Xiao Nian wasn’t injured, and my teammates have gone to pick him up.”
Xiao Zhenyun couldn’t help but pat Duan Fei’s shoulder, deeply moved. “If you were a sentinel, Xiao Jingfeng probably could have retired and passed the torch to you next year.”
Fifteen minutes later, Xiao Nian came out, looking disheveled, spitting out a horsehair from his mouth.
Xiao Zhenyun leaned in to whisper a few words to him, and Xiao Nian couldn’t help but reveal a relieved expression, similar to the feeling one gets when their cat surprisingly doesn’t scratch or bite randomly, and even cooks four dishes and a soup for them, a mixture of joy and disbelief.
Xiao Zhenyun couldn’t be bothered with idle talk and instructed Xiao Nian to lead the way. He gathered the professor and Ye Feiran to two closely adjacent lonely graves, nestled against the mountains and by the water, knowing instinctively that it must be a good Feng Shui spot.
In the original text, the professor, at the end of his rope, was chased here by the enraged Ye Feiran. Left with only one arm, he covered his bleeding thigh, collapsed in front of the grave, using his blood to outline his deceased wife’s picture, while narrating their story.
In reality, the professor stood calmly in front of the grave, mourning silently, and even pulled out the weeds beside his wife’s grave. Ye Feiran was also very composed, his attention completely diverted from the professor. He was more curious about what Si Di and Xiao Zhenyun were up to.
Besides the two of them, the stubborn Hedgehog, like a piece of toffee you can’t shake off, stood not far away, forming a curious duo with Lily, determined to witness everything.
After a long silence, Xiao Zhenyun had to take the initiative to advance the plot. He cleared his throat and felt like a matchmaker introducing two strangers: “Professor Briggs, do you have anything else to say?”
“I have nothing to say.” The professor wiped the ashes off his son’s grave with his hand. “Thank you for letting me see them one last time.”
“Don’t you want to talk about them?” Xiao Zhenyun prompted.
The professor straightened up, somewhat defensively avoiding eye contact. “There’s nothing to talk about. Just an ordinary woman and an ordinary boy.”
Xiao Nian, unfazed, crossed his arms and didn’t care about these minor plot deviations anymore. He hid behind Si Di, avoiding the gaze of others, carefully took out a hardcover book, checked the completion of the plot, and stared at the thrilling and exciting values on it. With a sigh of relief, he closed the book, feeling somewhat relieved that it barely passed the borderline.
“If you have something to say, just say it.” Xiao Zhenyun threatened impatiently. It was almost time to clock out, and his patience was rapidly dwindling. “How did you meet your wife, how did you celebrate when your son was born, and how did you regret neglecting your son? How did you feel when your wife died?”
Briggs angrily turned around. “You—”
In the next moment, the pitch-black muzzle of a gun was aimed at his forehead. Xiao Zhenyun, expressionless, raised his gun and pointed it at him, “No nonsense!”
The Professor, Ye Feiran: “…”
Briggs gritted his teeth, resolutely refusing to expose his wounds in front of so many people. But to his shock, before he could utter a word, Xiao Zhenyun fired without hesitation, piercing through his left arm. The professor screamed, staggering back, falling against his wife’s tombstone.
Blood poured out instantly, soaking Briggs’s clothes and splattering onto the gravestone.
Ye Feiran looked at Xiao Zhenyun in surprise, Xiao Nian’s pupils shrinking in shock. He quickly retreated into the shadows, pulling out the hardcover book again and staring in disbelief at the 1% increase in plot completion.
“Speak up!” Xiao Zhenyun aimed the gun at Briggs’ right leg.
Si Di narrowed his eyes slightly, the wolf tail swaying slowly behind him. Hedgehog turned his head, clicking his tongue, “Hold back, you’re almost ‘flirting’ all the snow away.”
“Don’t you think he looks quite sexy right now?”
Hedgehog couldn’t bear to look at him. “You two are a pair of perverts.”
Si Di took it as a compliment, shaking his wolf ears to shake off the snowflakes.
In the end, under the threat of violence, the professor painfully recounted his life, with Xiao Zhenyun relentlessly pressing ahead with questions while he gave short, painful answers. It was excruciating for both the speaker and the listener. Ye Feiran wanted to leave this bloody scene several times, but Xiao Zhenyun firmly held him back. At some point, whether because his arm was tired or for some other reason, Xiao Zhenyun handed the gun to Ye Feiran, making him do the dirty work while he continued to interrogate from the back.
When this segment of the plot finally concluded, Briggs’ blood was nearly dry.
By all accounts, he should have committed suicide, but Xiao Zhenyun waited for a long time. The professor showed an extreme will to survive, barely clinging on.
Xiao Zhenyun turned to Xiao Nian, seeing the administrator repeatedly giving him thumbs up and then the OK sign.
Si Di stood beside him, shaking off the blood from his wolf ears, his silver mid-length hair cascading over his shoulders. His eyes slightly narrowed, like new shoots of green amidst the snowscape. A smile played at the corners of his lips, one hand down, one hand up, mimicking the gesture of holding a clapboard.
“Cut,” he said with a breathy tone, and his hand came down.
Congratulations, it’s a wrap.
Xiao Zhenyun nodded, but he still felt like something was missing.
Suddenly, Lily made a trumpet shape with her hands and shouted to Ye Feiran, “Guide Ye Feiran!”
[The professor and his family died together, with smiles on their faces, looking content. Ye Feiran stared at them for a long time, his pistol fell to the ground, stuck awry in the snow, and he seemed to be in a daze.
There was no sense of gratification from revenge in his heart, only a deep sense of loss.
Suddenly, a short-haired female soldier rushed over, hands cupped around her mouth, making a trumpet shape.]
A gust of wind swept by, Lily’s short hair fluttering. “Our captain sent word—”
[Ye Feiran turned his head, his solitary figure looking frail and pitiful, as if he could be blown over by the wind in the next moment.
“The captain sent me to deliver a message to you.”]
“Sentinel Si Chu has woken up.”
[Sentinel Si Chu has woken up.”
Ye Feiran’s eyes lit up, like a withered tree revived in spring, radiating vitality. He lifted his frozen feet, step by step, then broke into a jog, and finally a sprint.
He ran quickly towards his sentinel.
The end.]
Before Xiao Zhenyun’s eyes appeared those three words that relieved him of his burden. Then, like the closing curtain of a performance, a black curtain fell slowly from top to bottom, covering his consciousness. Xiao Zhenyun’s vision went black, and his body collapsed weakly to the ground.
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