Zhao Cunzhi held the terminal in his hand, suppressing his rapid breathing, and a layer of sweat broke out from his hands.
Alpha's voice was low, following his heart: "Yeah, I missed you."
The lamb's cheerful voice came from the terminal: "Senior Zhao appears to be so serious on the surface, but why is he so clingy in private?"
Zhao Cunzhi said softly: "Only you know."
The circular patrol lights in the air above the high storage area are slowly rising.
The faint sunlight was about to disappear in the intersecting orbits on the horizon. The mechanical eyes of the aerial patrol device rose from the center of the Alliance Police Station and gradually dispersed to various corners of the area.
Inside the protective shield that isolates the outside world from noise, Alpha sits alone on the sofa, and he and the lamb separated by two places keep each other company through sound.
The mechanical secret door of the room lit up and was opened by someone with permission.
The breath of another Asiatic lion came.
The strong pheromones that filled the room rushed towards him, crushing him so much that even Brother Zhao's protective shield could not withstand it.
Zhao Cunzhi raised his eyes and met his second brother's sharp gaze. He had no desire to speak and did not put down the communication in his hand.
Asian lions are extremely irritable during their susceptible period and will not allow other males to enter their private territory. This safe room was prepared for them by Zhao's father, and only Zhao's father and his three brothers have the authority to open and close the mechanical door.
Twenty-four-hour security inspections, the protection system in the safe room is very complete and can withstand 5S-level collisions. However, the intact barrier overflows with Zhao Cunzhi's oppressive aura. There is only one possibility.
His 5S level is far more powerful than other 5S.
In the past, only Brother Zhao Da and Brother Zhao Er came in during the differentiation and susceptible periods, and it was Zhao Cunzhi, who was not racially differentiated, who came to deliver inhibitors to them.
Without the strong scent of a male Asiatic lion, the eldest and second brothers would not attack him.
Now the person who was given the inhibitor and sweating profusely became him, a fully differentiated Asian lion, the fighting instinct in his bones making his veins bulge.
The struggle between his rationality and genetic instinct made his breathing more rapid and heavy, his red eyes began to become bloodshot, and the violence that had reached the edge was about to erupt.
The safe room was buzzing with an oppressive atmosphere.
"What are you doing? There's a lot of noise over there."
The sound flowed through, and Omega's voice rang out in the space, calming Alpha's emotions in time.
Seeing the inhibitor in Brother Zhao's hand, he took it with trembling hands.
A silver light flashed at the injection port, and the cool touch of the inhibitor made him sober up for a moment. He pressed it close to the gland, and Zhao Cunzhi let out a "hiss". A tingling sensation spread from the gland throughout his body, and his blood stagnated instantly.
The medicinal effects transmitted from the glands swept over the susceptible lions.
The surging heat was suddenly suppressed without gradually extinguishing, like the sudden vacuum of space and the emptiness of the deep sea.
A painful expression appeared on Zhao Cunzhi's face.
Zhao Yuyan knew the pain of injecting inhibitors, being unable to control his breathing or think.
"I'm exercising. The noise is the terminal signal fluctuation."
Like hands that open the oxygen valve to save him from suffocation, or like a rope that saves himself from the deep sea, the lamb can always easily relieve his discomfort.
While his younger brother's attention was on the terminal, Brother Zhao used the terminal to scan his physical data.
The pheromone threshold has reached its peak.
The requirements for differentiation have been reached.
"Then I won't disturb you from exercising. Wait for Senior Zhao's eight-pack abs!"
"Um."
Brother Zhao chuckled softly, feeling the sour smell of love.
Watching the terminal audio go out, Zhao Cunzhi no longer suppressed his painful gasps, and the tearing pain spread faintly from his glands throughout his body.
"Why don't you let Xiaobu help you through your susceptible period? His pheromones will be very useful to you."
After all, with a matching rate of up to 99.99%, it’s hard to imagine it being useless.
Zhao Cunzhi was quite rational, and said in a low voice, "His glands are not yet mature, and his pheromone energy is weak. Besides..."
Besides, his formal confession was slow in coming.
"Then you have to wait. Xiaobu's glands grow too slowly. Even when they reach maturity, they may not be able to withstand your mark."
This is a tricky problem, and Dr. Zhao has explored many possibilities.
In any case, the herbivorous race with a leadership level of B and a compatibility of 23.618% for the Tibetan antelope are too far away from the values of the full-species Asiatic lion.
"By the way, Third Master brought a purebred Kruger lion omega. It's at level 5S differentiation, and its pheromone match with yours is 87%. I'm pairing it with you...right." His tone was filled with disdain.
Second Brother Zhao told Zhao Cunzhi about his mother's scolding and the shocking retort she had just given him.
"You better be careful. The Third Master has been waiting for the Lion King to differentiate for so many years. He won't let you go easily. Be careful that he won't bring any high-level omega to find you next time."
Zhao Cunzhi replied indifferently: "I will not bow my head because of the constraints of compatibility."
Only failed lions will plunder wantonly, indulge their bodies and minds, and be dominated by barbaric and inferior genes. If an omega's suitability for reproduction is judged solely based on the level of racial rank and pheromone compatibility, then this race will inevitably decline.
Only two days of the seven-day susceptible period have passed.
Alpha receives terminal communications from the lamb every day.
Zhao Cunzhi listened quietly to the lamb's voice, and then he heard him say, "I'm sleeping in the master bedroom now. I miss you too."
Zhao Cunzhi's room is just like him, ascetic, cold and noble.
The room was filled with the scent of Alpha, and the black bone fragrance of rosewood came through the quilt into the lamb's nose.
His quilt was the same color as him, dark and steady, yet comfortable and considerate. Bu Qingren, who had fallen asleep very quickly in his room, tossed and turned.
The lion's heart felt like it was being washed by a stream of warm water, and a sense of warmth grew. His throat felt a little itchy, and he swallowed deeply. "Then... do you want to start a video communication?"
There was no response from the lamb, and the lion's heart was beating fast.
After a while, the terminal received an invitation.
[The lamb requested that voice communication be switched to video communication]
[Agree or not]
agree.
Alpha just glanced and took a deep breath, almost inaudibly.
In the terminal video, Bu Qingren was leaning against his bed, with dark bedding draped over him, and one hand lazily supporting his chin beside his slender neck.
Smiling, she said, "Well, I wasn't kidding you, your bed is really comfortable, and the quilt is even softer than mine."
Omega actually wanted to see the big cat as well, especially because of the influence of the rosewood in his room, which made his glands feel slightly hot.
Alpha had a good figure and a handsome appearance, with even deeper features on his face. His drooping hair covered his starry eyes, and Bu Qingren saw a hint of dark light in his eyes.
Big cat’s idea is very dangerous!
The lamb's hand that was supporting his chin clenched unconsciously.
The lion noticed the amusement in his eyes, lowered his gaze, coughed against his lips, and then sat up again: "It's all the same quilt."
"It's different. Your quilt smells like you."
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