Chapter 6 — The Wolf That Can Meow

“Yes…” Khai An gave me a glass of water, then pulled me into his arms, “I think it's not necessarily an absolute success, maybe there's still more reinforcement.” I almost choked on the water. “Who told you that! I've never studied at the Scout Academy with any 'reinforcement'!” “That's what the Guard Academy teaches.” “I made it up… Um… Khai An!!” “Present.” Ah! I want to go crazy! You are not a wolf at all! But it's a dog! 12After the contract, I tried to relax Khai An many times. The results are very good, without any problems. I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that I could safely wait for the simulated battle. But unexpectedly, it's still too early to feel relieved. The challenges we face do not stop there. The enemy from another planet suddenly launched a large-scale attack. Intelligence shows that they have dropped countless new weapons of mass destruction. Initially, our side took precautions seriously and urgently launched most measures against physical attacks. Unexpectedly, nothing unexpected happened on the main battlefield. On the contrary, a widespread chaos broke out in our team, spreading from the front lines to the rear like a virus. Through urgent discussion, superiors discovered that this new weapon was a spiritual attack. Due to misjudgment from the beginning, the need for human resources on the front lines skyrocketed. The Academy began sending forces to the battlefield. Not only the Guard Academy, this time the Scout Academy also had to mobilize many scouts with qualified indexes. Khai An and I are both among them. We didn't say much, just quickly packed our bags. There are things that have been prepared since the first day I entered the Academy. The front line was extremely brutal, a hundred times worse than any real combat simulation I had ever experienced. Every day, countless guards who were physically disabled or mentally disturbed were carried back to the rear for aid. Each scout must simultaneously comfort the pain or conduct deep spiritual therapy for the ten guards, alternating day and night, only taking advantage of a few minutes of rest in turns. In such a high-pressure environment, even in aid stations, scouts began to appear mentally exhausted to the point of collapse. Diep Vu next to me staggered. I couldn't let go, I could only support her with my back. Her little squirrel spirit ruffled its thick tail, supporting it with more strength from the other side. Even though she could no longer stand, she still refused to stop working. "My mental strength is still fine." I divided a strand of mental power to help her complete the guiding part, "Tieu Vu, you should go rest. If you fall, I won't be able to last much longer." Diep Vu's face turned pale and he didn't try to hold on any longer. She nodded, leaned against the wall, closed her eyes and immediately drank a bottle of energy drink. I buried my face in my hands, vigorously squeezing my mental strength like squeezing out a sponge. It's a shame to say it, the thing that keeps us from falling is a very selfish reason. We have yet to see our own guards brought back to the aid station. That at least proves that they have not been fatally injured to the point of losing the ability to fight. In the heat of war, that was considered cruel good news. 13That good news soon no longer belonged to me. When I was so busy that my mind was confused in the aid station, my mental power suddenly appeared to fluctuate abnormally. The connection between me and Khai An suddenly became weak, as if it was about to break. Immediately afterwards, Khai An, covered in blood, was carried by an emergency medical team straight into the treatment room where I was on duty. It was dark before my eyes. Diep Vu tried to support me, gritted his teeth and said: "Van Tinh, you can't fall. If you fall, Khai An really won't be able to save you." Khai An's wound

More serious than all the guards I've ever met during this time. Originally, a Guard's body was strong and had a very high self-healing ability. But on Khai An's body, new old wounds piled up, with no signs of healing. This proves that the injury has gone beyond the point where his body can recover on its own, and can only rely on medicine and surgery. Worse, his mental power was completely out of control. I cannot go deep into his spirit through the link, where there is only chaos, rejection and attack on everyone outside. I bit my lower lip tightly, trying to keep my consciousness from disintegrating, the smell of blood filled my mouth. The health ministry's therapists were busy stopping the bleeding and stitching up Khai An's skin wounds. I stretched out my hand, trying again and again to establish a mental connection, but I just kept banging my head against the giant solid stone gate.