Chapter 27 Temporary Mark Kissing the Beast Across the Cage

Small pet dormitory area.

In order to make up for the psychological trauma caused to the omegas by the nobles' "hunting" last week, Tyrant Cade was generous for once and decided to resume dinner supply.

The food in the palace was still mediocre.

Perhaps because the weather was getting colder, fresh fruits were difficult to collect, and even the original half apple per person was cancelled.

The etiquette officer was delighted when he saw the birds and seafood becoming increasingly thinner. His Majesty likes omegas who are soft, weak and have no aggressive power. When he chooses someone to sleep with him at the end of the month, he will definitely reward him greatly as the supervisor.

But his eyelids fluttered, and suddenly his eyes were fixed on the corner of the cafeteria.

Someone actually bought a mountain of vegetables and ate carbs right under his nose?

How can this be!

The etiquette officer immediately asked the dormitory manager to collect the plates to correct the atmosphere.

This dormitory manager also arrived recently.

It was said that on the night of "Hunting Night", someone mixed in with the group of small pets and killed all the marine noble alphas without leaving a single one. His methods were even more cruel than those of the old master who had been killing fish for ten years in RT-Mart, so that a week had passed and some unlucky nobles had not left the treatment cabin.

Cade was furious upon hearing this, feeling humiliated, and was determined to find out which birds were taking advantage of the situation.

But what was strange was that the entire palace's surveillance system malfunctioned that night, and when it was turned on, there was only a blank screen.

In this regard, the Secretary of the Interior, Heinz, sincerely said: "With the continuous heavy snow, the signals floating in the sky are bound to have problems. In order to better implement management, I suggest sending more people to the pet area, which will also facilitate the secret investigation of who the murderer is."

Cade immediately approved his suggestion.

Therefore, Lin He, the only omega among Heinz's subordinates, was sent to use official duties for personal purposes.

Lin He was called by the steward. He paused, concealed the reluctance on his face, walked straight over, and quickly took away the plate from Master Owl without looking back.

"Guuuguu!" Sava growled angrily. If North hadn't held him back tightly, he would have almost jumped up and bit someone.

Lin He dodged quickly, and with the slender legs of a wading bird, he quickly walked out of the cafeteria. He leaned against the wall and breathed a sigh of relief, then lowered his head and sent a message to his boss word by word:

[The monitored object is currently safe]

The terminal buzzed and the call came directly. Lin He didn't have time to accuse his boss of exploitation, so he quickly answered the call. The first words on the other end were:

"Show me what he's doing?"

Lin He had no choice but to turn on the camera, quietly passed it to the cafeteria door, and aimed it at Sava.

"His cheeks are puffy and his hair is all blown up. He must be angry." The feminine voice exclaimed, "How adorable. I want to stuff my tentacles into his mouth and feed him right now."

Lin He: "...Uh, is this also a task that needs to be carried out?"

"Stuff the tentacles? No need for that. The risk factor is too high. It's not suitable for a rookie like you who just graduated from the special agent class."

Lin He had a blank expression on his face. He thought to himself that if he wasn't in a hurry to take leave to go back to his hometown to marry his partner, he wouldn't have taken on this mess.

The invisible chief of CIA-7 is keeping an eye on his mistress.

Suddenly, a third voice came from the communication. The deputy secretary called out, "Sir Heinz, are you free now? That person finally agreed to meet with you."

Heinz stared at the young master in the video, dangling the tip of his leather shoes on his office chair, and asked happily, "Who?"

The deputy secretary lowered his eyebrows and eyes: "The One."

Heinz's expression was slightly tense. He told Lin He to "continue monitoring" and hung up mercilessly.

As an excellent agent, Lin He decisively deleted the information he had just heard.

He, as a boss, started out in the espionage and intelligence business, and now has joined the Civil Service Secretary Group. His methods are extremely dirty, and he has dirty information on high-level officials from more than a dozen warehouses. Pulling out just one box can turn the political situation upside down.

This time, I boarded the big ship of The One, and I don’t know what kind of storm will be stirred up...

Lin He looked out the corridor window and saw the red evening sky. The north wind was howling outside, and it looked like a snowstorm was about to come.

On the other side, Sava, under the pretext of bringing food to his "weak, sick and broken-down" roommate, climbed over the food window with one hand, snatched the spoon from the aunt at the food machine, and scooped out the last bucket of porridge.

The robot aunt has nothing in her hands, but she still sticks to her post, executing the program, shaking her hands at a frequency of once every ten seconds.

North came over and stretched his head to look, and was shocked: "This is too plain, isn't it century egg and lean meat porridge? Where's the meat? Savoy, use the big spoon to scoop it up."

Sava raised the sticky spoon unhappily and said, "I've already fished at the bottom of the sea. Who cares? It's vegetarian, so be it. The stinky bird can eat it if it wants."

Having said that, he still took a big bowl of pickles, ignored the butler's frantic pinching of his philtrum, and passed by Lin He in broad daylight, dragging the stainless steel bucket with a clanging sound.

Lin He: “…”

Is it too late to resign now?

After returning to the dormitory, Sava sent a message: Stinky bird, I'm back for dinner. There's no meat or fruit today, so I made you some of the bird pickles that you often eat. Remember to say thank you, Dad.

This time Bai Ling responded very quickly.

[Bai Ling]: He won’t go back to eat. What are bird pickles?

[punches one massage monster at a time]: Him? ? Who are you?

No matter how slow Sava was, he knew that this was sent by someone using the Bailing terminal. I saw the other party "typing" for a while, and after two or three minutes, he finally sent a precise sentence:

[Bai Ling]: I am his future and only guardian.

True Daddy Pure Enjoyment Edition.

Sava cried out and sat up from the upper bunk, almost hitting his head on the railing: "Good fellow, you stinky little bird, how many guardians did you catch?"

·

After Yu Chen replied to Xiaoniao's friend's message of safety, he turned off the voice input and put down the terminal.

AI took out the heavy box and handed it to him solemnly.

Yu Chen never thought that there would be a day when he would need a bite stopper again.

Even though it was locked deep inside the safe, nearly a hundred years of time had still seeped in through the cracks in the steel door, covering it with a thick layer of dust.

The fingerprint lock had long since failed due to battery degradation, so I had to hold down the lid and forcibly remove the hinge. The moment the vacuum box was opened, an extremely domineering aura emanated.

Like the smell of a newly painted warship breaking into the deep waves of the harbor for the first time.

A hint of interest passed across Yu Chen's lips.

Such an arrogant Alph smell, it smells like the kind of conceited young man that I don't like now.

A person's personality will become more stable with experience over the years, and pheromones will also undergo subtle changes.

Her golden eyelashes drooped thickly, and Yu Chen couldn't help but turn the ring on her hand that symbolized power, briefly recalling a few moments.

He has used this bite stopper no less than ten times.

These ten times were all concentrated in the years when he was an unappreciated prince, endured the pain and waited for the opportunity to seize power.

In order to conceal his mental strength level from the outside world and let other contenders let down their guard, he locked himself in a water dungeon and used this bite device to train himself to restrain his breath as much as possible.

It was in the environment surrounded by fierce enemies when he was young that he learned calmness, restraint and patience, and eventually became "Iso Paraiso".

"5% of the cage fence is rusted. Do you need me to wipe it with rust remover?" The AI ​​replaced his eyes and reported the situation diligently.

"No need." Yu Chen refused.

Rust may be slightly toxic, but it's nothing to the Rotten bloodline.

Besides, he remembered that he used to do that when he was young——

Gnawing at the rust on the cage, letting the bitter taste flow through my mouth, distracting myself, pushing back the time of suppressing my alpha nature by one second, and then another...

"Cough cough...mmmm..." A low murmur with a heavy nasal tone could be faintly heard from the master bedroom not far away.

The cold white hair of the iceberg has been melted, boiled, and seethed under the fierce counterattack of the addictive effect, emitting a warm and sour aroma.

Yu Chen was just sitting outside, taking two deep breaths, and his will was shaken in an instant.

He placed the palm of his hand against his forehead, his fingers threaded through his thick blond hair, unconsciously gripping the roots of his hair. The special fangs that Alpha used for possession were trembling slightly, and the self-control that had been reinforced for nearly a hundred years was showing signs of cracking.

"Tsk." The fangs bit the thin lips suddenly, and the neuralgia was transmitted to the brain.

Yu Chen immediately curbed his restlessness.

He can control himself. It must also be controlled.

Yu Chen's expression became calm and indifferent, and it seemed that in the blink of an eye she had returned to the harmless image of the "abandoned queen" in Bai Ling's impression. He slowly stood up holding the cane, hooked the leather strap of the bite control device between his fingers, and walked towards the bedroom step by step with it.

It's not like taking possession of a mark.

It seems more like an old lion has returned to the lion group, ready to take back the lost territory.

·

When Bai Ling woke up from the confusion, he did not rush to open his eyes.

The survival alert formed over a long period of time told him that the space he was in was an unfamiliar place.

And it is very likely that it is someone's lair.

The fur beneath the body is thick, dense and soft, so comfortable that it seems to draw people in. The air is filled with a refreshing fermentation aroma that easily reminds people of rotting algae in underwater caves.

Bai Ling deliberately slowed down his breathing and adjusted it to the same frequency as when he was unconscious.

He moved his fingers and touched the couch calmly.

The cuffs of his sleeves brushed dryly against the tips of the fur; it was obvious that someone had changed his pajamas. He was thirsty and hungry, and he quietly moved his throat and found that his lips were wet, probably because he had just been picked up and fed warm water.

Give me water... maybe there will be a porcelain cup or spoon nearby, which can be used as a makeshift weapon...

"What are you looking for?"

A gentle voice suddenly sounded at the end of the couch.

Bai Ling was like a cat with its fur standing on end or a stressed bird. It turned over and retreated faster than its brain could tell it to. His movements were smooth as if he had practiced them countless times, but the only flaw was that his right leg prosthesis was missing.

When the thought flashed through his mind, he had already fallen sideways like a broken doll.

"He's always so reckless. It makes me worried."

He was caught off guard and bumped into someone's chest. The magical voice became so close that he could even hear their breathing.

Bai Ling opened his eyes, the cold gray in his eyes turned into a cold and cruel look. He pushed the other person away and hid in a corner like a wounded and mad dog, nervously grabbing a corner of the fur, his sharp nails scratching it with a crackling sound.

The tall man in front of her was still so perfect, so perfect that his hair even shone in the dim light.

He stood with his back to the light, his lean and muscular body casting a huge shadow that happened to fall into Bai Ling's trembling pupils.

Yu Chen lightly lifted the wrinkles of his trousers and sat sideways on the edge of the couch, with his long curly hair swaying gently at his waist and back, making him look like some kind of living monster.

He said in a tone of consultation with the child: "As you can see, your condition is very bad. I have to keep you here. After considering a comprehensive solution..."

Yu Chen paused, his voice becoming more coaxing: "I hope to mark you temporarily."

Since it has been discussed with the child, the decision has already been made and there is no room for maneuver.

“Tear——”

Bai Ling tore the fur in one swoop. The omega's natural instinct when facing a threat was aroused. He used all his strength to close his thighs together, making them so tight that not even a needle could be inserted.

Yu Chen had no experience in taming stray puppies.

However, no matter whether it is a puppy or any other small animal, once it has been abandoned and has lost its basic trust in humans, then even if the food in the bowl smells delicious, it will whimper and kick it over.

What's more, this one of his is a bird of prey with a high awareness of territory security.

...a raptor with a broken leg.

Bai Ling is aloof from the outside world and has a strong sense of psychological defense. After being seriously injured, it becomes even more difficult for him to get close to the alpha.

But he persuaded himself again and again to help the mermaid, get close to Yu Chen, and try his best to repair and improve the dilapidated palace in return for the other party's kindness of feeding him.

Bai Ling hugged his only remaining knee and buried his face in it, trembling.

It's ridiculous, isn't it...

I always fall into the same people's traps.

In the eyes of the other party, the things he works hard to do may be redundant. He repaired the lighting circuit, but the mermaid was blind; he renovated the heating pipes, but the mermaid was used to taking cold showers.

Whether it was Isuparaiso or the mermaid named Yuchen, he would never be able to repay that favor.

Now to tag him...

Bai Ling sneered with trembling lips. He was too familiar with this routine. Those kind-looking parents who held their children's hands and said they were taking them to the square to buy balloons ended up abandoning their children in this way.

He had promised his mother that he would come to the empire to live a good life and not miss her.

I can't agree to another depressed state. I will act as if nothing happened after being marked, but in fact I am living like a walking corpse.

A temporary mark... a temporary slave of Isoparaiso, then alienated and faded away over time, like a disappearing milk truck...

He would rather be tortured to death by the addiction reaction than have this kind of thing!

Yu Chen listened quietly and caught a few faint and broken sounds from the little white-haired boy's throat, which were more heartbreaking than the broken window glass.

He was silent for a while, then suddenly reached into his pocket and said, "When I was sorting out old things today, I found something. I want to give it to you as a gift for you to be divided into two parts."

Giving gifts to a young female that has just entered the second stage of differentiation is something only a guardian would do.

"...I don't want it..." Bai Ling choked out his first words of the night.

"You haven't seen what it is yet." Yu Chen took out a cloth bag wrapped in silk.

"I don't want anything, I don't want your things!" After Bai Ling said this emotionally, he turned his face to the wall angrily, unwilling to look at the alpha's face again.

He scratched the lines on his palms, not realizing his nails had pierced his skin. He gritted his teeth and panted deeply, saying:

"I can tell you that anyone in this world can tag me, even a dog on the street can, but you can't!"

"Why?" A gloomy voice gathered dark clouds.

"...No, why!" Bai Ling squeezed out the voice.

His eyes were dazed and he glanced around nervously, as if he couldn't remember where he was.

The alpha on the street... This came to his mind again. Suddenly, his shoulders trembled slightly and his mind was confused. He twitched his fingers, like a young bird forced into a corner, mumbling and threatening with bluffing:

"…If they dare to touch my tent, I will kill them. They bare their teeth at me, the marked fangs, I…will pull them out and throw them into the sewer! I will treat them like sterilized male dogs, stuffing stones in their mouths to prevent them from biting my hands, and, and…put plastic bags on them to cover their resentful and unbelieving eyes. Hahaha, how dare an omega be above them? I'll prepare a hood, like this—"

The mentally unstable bird began to gesture with shaking slender fingers.

No one would understand this strange and abnormal behavior.

But Yu Chen suddenly... suddenly felt a sore throat, as if he couldn't breathe. He couldn't help but raise his chin and sigh with difficulty.

This is not hating him.

It was obvious that he was too nostalgic, so nostalgic that he didn't want to associate him, Isuparaiso, the milk truck, these things that brought him hope, with the dirty alpha who once caused him serious trauma.

He knew that his upright and brave little bird always had kindness in his heart, and even if he had experienced many humiliations, there was still a pure place in his heart.

But he didn't expect that there were traces of him left in the private land in the safe zone.

"...and now, you also want to bite me, just like them..." the bird murmured.

Yu Chen smiled in realization, his hand hanging by his side silently grasping the bite stopper in his pocket, "Just think of it as being bitten by the headlight of the milk truck."

"A milk truck won't bite anyone!" the little bird retorted defensively.

"I don't know either." Yu Chen lowered his gentle eyes and said lightly.

The mermaid pulled out a balled-up bite stopper, shook the leather rope, found the right position, and quickly tied the knot for herself.

Even though he couldn't see, his movements were still skillful and determined.

Because the young mermaid before often groped and struggled in the dark, biting his teeth hard to restrain himself.

But now it’s different…

In the past, he was fighting for power and to be at the top of the world, and his heart was filled with all kinds of inflated desires.

Now, he just wants to protect his children.

Bai Ling blinked his wet eyelashes. He did not have as good night vision as Sava, so he could not see the mermaid's little movements clearly.

In the peregrine falcon's pupils, only the outline of the mermaid was roughly reflected, with deep eye sockets, a straight nose, and sharp and gorgeous facial lines. It was as beautiful as a meticulous painting by a master, a dream that was unforgettable once seen.

However, at this moment, some inharmonious shadows of the fence appeared at the mermaid's mouth and nose.

"Is the light off in the room?" Yu Chen asked.

"Even though you can't see, you can still control me at lightning speed. Why do you need a lamp?" The little bird sneered and teased.

"It's better to turn on the light so that you can observe my movements and expressions. I don't want you to become more uneasy." There was a hint of indulgence in the gloomy and magnetic voice.

disturbed.

Bai Ling's throat moved unnaturally.

He was clearly looking at the mermaid, but a different scene appeared before his eyes.

The only sculpture lit up in the cold night becomes a magnificent north beacon. The young birds attracted by the light just need to swing their legs all the way to the shelter of its hem...

…and you’re safe and protected.

In his blurred vision, the mermaid stood up, touched the control panel on the wall, and adjusted the two desk lamps next to the couch to soft light.

A warm-toned table lamp cast a soft halo from the side. The mermaid approached him and sat on the edge of the couch in front of him. The muscles on his broad shoulders relaxed slightly, and he propped his arms on the bed. He slightly tilted his chin to the side, and the light just illuminated his beautiful profile.

Exactly the same… The other young birds saw the same scenery when they looked up as children.

Bai Ling was in a daze and couldn't tell whether this was a dream or reality.

"Baby... come to me." The mermaid opened her arms to him and leaned down like a statue to hug him.

But if you look closely, every muscle line on this old alpha's body is tense, as if he is trying hard to restrain himself. If you are not careful, no one knows whether he will show his ferocious teeth and swallow the pliable little female in front of him alive.

Bai Ling rolled his inorganic cold grey eyes, his gaze wandered to the mermaid's face, and suddenly his pupils shrank, staring at the cage mouth.

A bad feeling suddenly rose in his chest, and when he opened it up, he felt a mixture of shock, anger, and reluctance.

A shaky part of my body was shaking and collapsing again. Eventually, combined with a severe addiction reaction, it manipulated his limbs and pushed him towards the merman.

This time, the mermaid didn't hold him tightly, suffocating him like before.

Yu Chen even only loosely wrapped his arms around his waist, leaving him enough room to escape.

The bird, its feathers standing on end and frightened, finally let down some of its guard and knelt down to move its broken legs to his side.

Yu Chen should be more gentle and fully consider the bird's physical and mental condition so as not to cause secondary harm.

Therefore, he prefers to take the consequences of marking on himself.

·

There are many ways to temporarily mark, but the core is that alpha is needed to release the [placeholder].

Yu Chen slowly licked his back teeth, where there was a protruding small fang that was hollow inside, and its structure and function were similar to the fangs of a venomous snake.

The special liquid used for marking is stored inside.

An ordinary alpha will simply open its teeth as wide as possible, similar to a venomous snake attacking, and inject the pheromones in its small teeth into the omega's glands.

The glands are very fragile and there are dense nerves and blood vessels under the skin, so if bitten, it can easily cause inflammation.

This is why socially educated omegas, whether formally or temporarily marked, need to rest in bed.

But his bird will be participating in a competition in two days, and there will be no shortage of media watching the bird with a telephoto lens.

He felt that the freely flying bird should be the protagonist of the game, not a tooth mark that appeared out of thin air.

Then, it is necessary to adopt the more troublesome and slow method of temporary marking on the skin.

Normal temporary marking only requires one bite, which takes no more than a few seconds. To make a temporary mark on the skin, the alpha needs to restrain himself with great rationality, slowly apply the marking agent on the tip of his teeth, and let the marking agent seep into the skin little by little by kissing it.

This process may take up to an hour.

For any alpha with normal body functions, it is tantamount to a long and delicate punishment.

The Omega's skin was warm and hot, and even through the rusty iron bars, he could feel the tenderness and softness of the back of his neck.

Unlike marine species, the body temperature of bird-blooded creatures is maintained at 40°C all year round. It will be even higher when they are sick, so hot that it seems to melt a person.

Yu Chen was loosely hugging Bai Ling from the waist. He couldn't see it, but he could imagine that the white neck was turning slightly red and gradually trembling with the kiss.

His own condition became increasingly precarious.

The back of his black shirt was soaked, and his palms that were supporting the omega's belly were sweating. He needed to raise his neck and turn his head from time to time, and breathe quickly in a place where the air was not so thin, so that he could barely suppress the itching of his teeth and the urge to bite down violently.

During the break, Yu Chen suddenly lowered his proud head, put his forehead against his little bird, and sighed softly: "I'm sorry, baby, I couldn't take good care of you."

The stubborn little white-haired boy bit his lips hard, lowered his eyes and suppressed his emotions.

He couldn't help wanting to say...

Actually, you took very good care of us. You have done much more than we expected...

If it weren't for you, that lonely young bird away from its family would have died of hunger and snow long ago.

I wouldn't be alive today and I wouldn't be able to see you.

But the sound seemed to be stuck in the throat, and could not be uttered smoothly. He seemed to be stubborn in front of his own bird, the one who took care of him. He felt ashamed of his mother tongue towards the person he should be close to, and was unable to express his feelings as frankly as before.

Finally, he managed only to tremble and squeeze out a sentence: "Please don't say that word again."

A spell to control baby birds.

Yu Chen rested his chin on his neck, opened his eyelids, raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Which word? Baby."

Bai Ling suddenly turned his head and, like a baby bird begging for food, bit his Adam's apple without any hesitation.

“Crackle…Crackle…”

The sound of teeth hitting iron bars could be heard in the room, which was ear-piercing.

Yu Chen tasted the bitter taste of rust in his mouth before he realized that he was gnawing at the cage uncontrollably.

Reason told him that he should stop immediately, but the little bird swooped down and held his cheeks with both hands, kissing the mottled teeth marks on the bars through the cage, kissing the rust, and finally his thin lips that were opened in shock.

My little bird, little dandelion, little fluff flower.

He gave me a passionate kiss through the cage.

He was eager to hold the little bird in his arms and crush it, and finally taste the flavor of omeg.

It is sour, dry, and lacks moisture, just like fruit pulp that struggles to grow in the desert under the sun for a long time. It is not sweet enough, but it will drive the conquering superior crazy.

That is the deliciousness of the tough, thorny sea buckthorn.

·

The AI ​​camera emitted a strange red light, and I lay down in the crack of the door to observe and learn carefully.

It seems that the owner is enjoying the simulated tag game with the artificial bird.

That's right, at the end of the susceptible period, after dealing with a bunch of troubles, you should use a beautiful mechanical bird with superb business capabilities to lubricate...

Well, according to humans, it should be "nourishing" the body and mind.

Even machines need to recharge and rest, let alone the weak and frail aliens.

Moreover, for an alpha who has been in a state of high mental energy consumption for a long time, the "rest" he needs is definitely not as simple as sleeping.

Few people know that in addition to the emotionally sensitive omegas, alphas also need "comfort".

This kind of comfort is not simply kissing and hugging, but the trust, affirmation and dependence from the partner or society, which will make the alpha's pituitary gland secrete the biological hormone - endorphin, thereby producing the same analgesic effect and euphoria as morphine.

The safest way to obtain this hormone is undoubtedly to become a guardian, establish a stable relationship with your own omega, and get a social score of 7 or above.

Thinking of this, AI's camera dimmed.

Poor owner has no birds or seafood of his own.

The rotten mermaid bloodline is too overbearing. Once its state becomes unstable, it is easy for its mental power to escape and hurt others. So after his master abdicated, he still locked himself up in the palace. This was his habitat, but also a cage of self-imprisonment.

Based on the calculation results, AI once suggested that he pair up with an omega at a distance, so that no harm would be caused.

The owner put the matter aside for decades, until last year, when he unexpectedly received a sincere letter from an online friend:

[I have played chess with you in the chat room for four years, and this is the first time I have sent you a private message.

I have benefited a lot from your advice and learned that you are an honest man. I have an unwelcome request here -

If possible, could you be my guardian temporarily and help me sign a travel permit?

I will apply for anonymity protection, you do not need to reveal your true identity to me. If you find it troubling, you don't have to reply, I'll think of other solutions.

ID: Compass, top]

This text is extremely polite and appropriate. Given the host's personality, there is absolutely no reason for him not to help.

Thus, the master and the unknown omega from afar temporarily formed a pair, and their friendship was limited to courtesy, nothing more.

However, recently, the owner discovered that the omega's profile picture turned gray.

This means that the forbidden ring system has determined that he is dead...

That day, he was suffering from continuous nightmares and his condition deteriorated drastically. Just by going to the terrace outside to look out, his grief-stricken mood could affect the entire planet and even caused a pheromone storm surge of astonishing intensity.

AI thought it was too weird.

It was just the death of a netizen, and the two of them didn't even have a few serious words to each other, so why did it have such a huge chain effect on the owner?

The AI ​​used the mother machine to repeatedly calculate tens of thousands of times, almost using the CPU to boil water, but in the end it could only barely come up with a small line of results -

His master, perhaps reaching the brink of exhaustion and becoming insane, was beyond help.

The little robot lay by the door, watching Yu Chen buckle the mouth of the bite stopper into his lower jaw and fasten the knot behind his head.

It felt a similar feeling of relief.

…Since there’s no hope of saving them, the owner can play whatever he wants.

Um! It is best to do everything with the simulated bird that you have not done before.

drop! Caring experience card!

The timer rang, and AI remembered that his master had not yet taken his spiritual nourishment potion for the day.

It took a peek and saw the mechanical bird gnawing at its owner's mouth. The owner was like a wild beast in a cage, with its fur being rubbed, enduring both pleasure and pain. It decided to go in and interrupt, giving its "suffering" owner some relief.

"Master, your medicine is here~"

Even though Yu Chen was well-educated, he almost blurted out "Get lost!", but he changed the words into an impatient one:

"Leave it there and eat it later."

"But you have been taking medicine very unsteadily recently, so you always have nightmares..." The AI ​​pointed silently.

"What medicine is it? Let me see it." Bai Ling suddenly raised his head, frowned slightly, and hooked his finger at the AI.

Seeing that he cared about this matter, the AI ​​inexplicably started to spin its fan wildly, and was so happy that it hurriedly handed it to the mechanical bird.

Bai Ling held up the pill and squinted his eyes to the light to identify the code mark on it.

DH-9645, a high-energy mental tonic.

In his previous life, there were a few alphas in his team who loved to burn their mental energy to control the situation, and they often took out loans to buy this thing to eat.

The loan is needed because its production is low and its price is high, similar to the miracle stroke medicine [Angong Niuhuang Pills] in ancient Earth, which costs 50,000 to 60,000 interstellar coins per pill and can save lives if taken in time.

...Wait, is this how Ysuparaiso squandered all his money?

No wonder the interior of this palace has not been renovated for decades.

Bai Ling held the capsule and asked Yu Chen coldly in a hostile tone, "Don't you want to eat it?"

Yu Chen looked like he wasn't afraid of the scalding water: "It won't be a big deal if you eat it an hour later."

Bai Ling: "Then I'll eat it."

After saying that, he snapped his fingers and threw it into his mouth.

Yu Chen's face changed, and he was about to scold the little wanderer for putting anything random into his mouth, when he was suddenly grabbed by the raptor's claws on the back of his head.

The leather straps of the bite device broke with a sound.

The mug fell between the two of them with a clang, then bounced under the couch and rolled to the feet of the AI.

AI picked it up with a pair of pliers, and the screen shook when it raised the camera. Because the mechanical bird adjusted its owner's face, held the pill between its lips, and fed it fiercely into the handsome face.

“!!!!” The AI’s processor heated up like crazy, and the search bar automatically matched and stopped at a keyword.

"Repay the debt."

Master, I can only help you so far.