Chapter 10 Who said this estrus season is bad (catching bugs) Use it to borrow a knife...
Fu Yan felt a little ashamed and hated his body - he thought to himself with self-mockery, why was he given the torment of estrus when he was clearly an incomplete Omega without pheromones?
He took a deep breath, trying to calm the waves in his heart, but the surging emotions were like a tide that was difficult to control.
Fu Yan grabbed the black windbreaker that covered his body tightly, and his five fingers were so strong that they almost dug into the fabric. The fabric of the windbreaker twisted and deformed under his hands, as if it was his last fig leaf.
His body involuntarily pressed against Wei Yian, his posture like a weak dodder clinging to a tree, absorbing the slightest comfort.
However, the diseased and deformed body is much more sensitive to physical contact than that of ordinary people. Every accidental friction between the skin and the windbreaker fabric is like a tiny electric current, hitting deep into the Omega's nerves and causing tremors.
All these strange signals seemed like fate's cruel irony to him, and every overly sensitive reaction seemed to silently mock his weakness and powerlessness. This kind of pleasure, like drinking poison to quench thirst, was sweet but short-lived, and the bitter aftertaste made him unable to stop.
"Hold... Sorry, my arms and legs are a little weak..."
Fu Yan struggled to control the trembling in his voice as he squeezed out these words. He tilted his head back, his wet purple eyes flickering in the night, filled with struggle and helplessness.
"fine."
Wei Yinan's voice remained calm, like a deep pool, without any ripples caused by Fu Yan's condition.
This kind of calmness is a great comfort to Fu Yan at this moment - the other party is a Beta and will not be affected by his condition.
However, this sense of relief was quickly drowned out by a wave of self-loathing. Fu Yan bit his tongue hard, trying to awaken his hazy consciousness through the pain.
The fishy and sweet taste of blood filled his mouth. He endured the pain and adjusted the power of the suppression ring to the limit, trying to suppress the surging tide in his body.
Wei Yian lowered his eyelashes slightly. Although the air was still pure and there was no trace of pheromones, he noticed that the face of the Omega in front of him suddenly turned pale, as if he was in great pain.
His trembling eyelashes were like spider silk knocked off by rain, knotted into strands. All the blood color on his face seemed to be condensed in those moist pupils. Cold sweat slowly slid down his pale cheeks, leaving transparent trails.
Fu Yan forced a smile and wanted to speak: "I..."
Suddenly, a hand wearing a leather half-glove gently held his face. The cold touch was like a clear spring, making Fu Yan tremble all over.
Then, the sticky hair on the back of his neck, soaked with cold sweat, was gently brushed aside, and his hot skin was covered by another cold hand, bringing him a moment of comfort.
"Relax."
Beta's voice came from above him, cold yet with an undeniable force. It was like an order, and Fu Yan obeyed subconsciously. He closed his eyes, trying to calm his heartbeat, and took long, deep breaths.
The Omega in his hand was wet and hot, with traces of sweat and tears on his face. His whole body gave off a faint bitter and salty smell, but Wei Yian didn't find it disgusting.
"Can you still hold on?"
Fu Yan rested his forehead on Wei Yian's chest and nodded with all his strength, his eyes flashing with determination and worry: "Is there anything I can do to help?"
Wei Yian took off his windbreaker and hugged him tightly, as if protecting a fragile piece of porcelain. "Of course."
Fu Yan soon understood how he could help.
He watched Wei Yian activate his intelligent brain, his fingers moving rapidly across the virtual interface, each movement revealing composure and calmness.
"Pick up the person, coordinates 116°23", 39°54..."
His words were unfazed, like the precise commands of an experienced commander. The blue light of his intelligent computer danced across his impassive face, adding a touch of inorganic coldness that contrasted sharply with the warmth of his embrace.
Without waiting for a reply, Wei Yian dialed the number again and described the situation clearly and concisely:
"This is the path north of the Eltz Verona Restaurant. A susceptible Alpha has lost control, causing harm to innocent Omegas. I have taken self-defense measures to prevent the situation from escalating. Please send police support immediately..."
Afterwards, like a chess player, he contacted the military, police, hospitals, human rights protection associations, and even Star Network media without haste. Every step revealed his plan to take advantage of the situation and turn the tables, and he was determined to make the mad dog suffer the consequences.
"Who? Who's there! Come out quickly--"
The Zhao family finally realized that the situation was getting out of control and gradually approached the source of the sound. Their hurried footsteps echoed in the night, but everything was already decided.
Following Wei Yinan's series of communications, the quiet night sky of Verona was instantly torn apart. The sirens of various emergency vehicles broke the tranquility of the night one after another, like horns in the raging waves, foreshadowing the coming of the storm.
Representatives of the Human Rights Protection Association arrived first. With a strong attitude that rights are supreme and Omega comes first, they demanded that the blockade set up by the Verona restaurant be lifted immediately to ensure the transparency of the incident and the rights of the parties involved.
The First Star Guards rushed in quickly afterward. The police officers, wearing full isolation uniforms and holding explosion-proof equipment, quickly spread out, forming an iron wall, trying to isolate and control every living being in Verona and ensure the safety and order of the scene.
The sirens, shouts, and footsteps intertwined into a chaotic symphony, and the occasional bursts of pheromones in the air made this chaotic movement even more complex and restless.
Under the starlight, mysterious Verona was tinged with unease by this sudden change.
The Zhao family's ragtag group had initially tried to control the situation, but without their leader, Zhao Yisu, they were like terrified stray dogs, appearing utterly insignificant and helpless before the power of the state. Some tried to find ways to escape or protect themselves, but under the tight scrutiny from all sides, all attempts seemed futile.
Eventually, Zhao Yisu's unconscious figure was discovered by the police, and medical staff quickly stepped forward to conduct a preliminary assessment of his injuries.
The vulnerable Alpha's distressed state became the most dramatic turning point of the night. In a tense yet orderly operation, Zhao Yisu was urgently transferred to a riot control vehicle and prepared to be sent to the hospital for further treatment.
This scene was captured by countless media cameras, transformed into real-time data that traveled across the interstellar network, ignited the gossip bonfire of Eltz, and spread to every corner of the Boundless Empire.
[Noble Alpha loses control during susceptible period! Suspected to be seriously injured and disfigured!]
[Imperial Senators Verona Gathering, Crime and Punishment of the Golden Palace! ]
[The Zhao family heir is found bloodied in a private room, and Eltz is in trouble again! ]
…
Councillor Zhao, a politician who has always appeared elegant and glamorous in public, has now become the center of public opinion.
Recently, two direct relatives have been involved in negative events one after another, which has undoubtedly caused the Zhao family's reputation to suffer an unprecedented blow and has become the focus of public discussion.
[There are so many factors that I can’t even complain…]
[It was the biggest drama of the year! Zhao Yisu and Zhao Yiheng were both incredibly entertaining, absolutely amazing!]
[Tsk tsk, what a misfortune for this family! The Zhao family is probably in a difficult situation this time—they can't even protect themselves.]
[I used to think Councillor Zhao was a very graceful Alpha, but now it seems...haha...]
How many more scandals are hidden in this den of Verona? This scandal is probably just the tip of the iceberg...
[I feel sorry for those innocent people who were implicated. I hope the law can give them justice!]
[No, you guys don't work? You're partying every night, how can I sleep?!]
[The Human Rights Protection Association and the military are both involved. This matter may not be that simple. We will wait and see what happens.]
[Inside information—Mr. Zhao is still going strong! It's said one of his victims has been induced out of estrus!]
[And this even involves a 'valuable' Omega? This is going to be a disaster for Zhao Yisu, if not dead.]
…
However, all this was a thing of the past for Wei Yian. In the chaos, he was escorted away by the military's special car, leaving behind only a mess.
——Ten minutes ago.
Fang Su had just completed the aftermath work and was waiting for further instructions in Verona when he suddenly received an urgent notice from headquarters, asking him to immediately put on a full set of protective clothing and cooperate in the escort mission.
He looked at Wei Yian and the mysterious figure wrapped tightly in a windbreaker in his commander's arms with complicated eyes.
Although the protective suit blocked all traces of pheromones, Fang Su had already come to a conclusion based on the man's huddled thin body, exposed bloody skin, and the protective posture subconsciously revealed by his superior - this was an Omega, and was most likely in the vulnerable state of estrus.
"Thank you for your hard work." Wei Yian's voice was as calm as ever. He tapped his chin lightly to signal Fang Su to get in the car, then walked to the back seat without hesitation.
"Lieutenant General..." Fang Su couldn't help but speak. He tried to reach out and take the Omega from his superior's arms. "Let me do it?"
However, Fu Yan seemed to sense the breath of a stranger, and his body shrank unconsciously, hiding deeper in Wei Yian's arms, as if seeking safe shelter.
"Need not."
Wei Yian's refusal was brief and decisive. Fang Su was, after all, an Alpha, and had a history of unstable pheromones. Compared to him, a Beta was the more suitable. Besides, Fu Yan was exhausted, light as a feather, so holding him was effortless.
Then, Wei Yian gently placed the person in his arms flat on the seat in the car, as if he were treating a fragile piece of porcelain.
He slowly untied the windbreaker that was tightly wrapped around Fu Yan, smoothed out every wrinkle, and every subtle movement of his hands revealed meticulousness and patience, as if silently soothing his emotions.
The Omega, however, was like a clingy little animal, instinctively sticking himself tightly to Wei Yian, a posture that made him look even more vulnerable.
Wei Yian simply reached out and brushed away the hair that had crossed the line, tacitly agreeing to Fu Yan using his arm as a pillow.
Fang Su was sitting in the driver's seat, and he saw this scene through the hole in the fender.
He stared intently at his superior's cold and handsome face, which looked even more three-dimensional and angular under the direct light from the car.
The blunt fingertips almost pinched into the flesh, and the heart was burned by the flames of jealousy.
Why... don't you hate pheromones... How could a troublesome creature like an Omega get close to you...
Fang Su suppressed the bitterness in his heart and forced himself to look away: "Going back to your place?"
"No," Wei Yian withdrew his gaze from Fu Yan, a complicated light flashing in his eyes, "Go to the hospital."
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