Chapter 22
The next day, Lin Han was awakened by the first military bugle call at the base.
Although the room provided for him was as luxurious as a private apartment, Lin Han was very particular about his bed and did not sleep very well that night. After finally falling asleep with difficulty, he seemed to have a nightmare. When he woke up, his head was still a little fuzzy. He sat on the bed stiffly for a while before slowly coming to his senses.
After waking up from last night's dream, he could no longer remember clearly. He only felt that something was desperately chasing him. He tried to run forward, but because he was too weak to run, he was caught up by the terrifying monster behind him. He could not call for help and could only watch himself being swallowed by the darkness.
Lin Han supported his forehead with his hand and slowly forgot this disgusting unknown feeling.
He looked around the unfamiliar room and remembered that he was already at the base.
Lin Han thought back to what happened yesterday, and the first thing he thought of was the "special supply for the admiral."
He Yunting...
Thinking of this, Lin Han's expression became indescribable again, and the tiredness caused by the nightmare was also dispelled a lot.
He simply didn't know how to evaluate He Yunting.
Lin Han even imagined how he would view the other person if he didn't have the ability to read minds.
But he thought about it for a long time and still couldn't come up with a clear answer.
He simply got up and prepared to start his day's work.
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In the command room on the other side, Lu Anhe knocked on the door politely, but there was no response.
"Boss, are you there? I've been looking for you all morning."
No response.
Lu Anhe dialed He Yunting's internal line. After a long time, the line was connected. Lu Anhe asked, "Boss?"
It is impossible for He Yunting to get up late, and it is impossible for him not to be in the command room at this time.
The other party didn't speak, Lu Anhe only heard a little breathing sound.
His expression froze, and he remembered the scent he smelled when he left yesterday.
A bad feeling came over him, and Lu Anhe walked in the opposite direction without hesitation.
He was really negligent.
——We should have been alert yesterday. He Yunting’s susceptible period has arrived.
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Lin Han deliberately did not call for the "General's Special Supply" today. After lunch, he stayed in the room and did not go out. He continued to study the drawings alone, writing and drawing while sitting at the table.
Just as he was about to take a break, there was a knock on the door.
"Is Mr. Lin here?" It was Lu Anhe's voice.
Lin Han walked over and opened the door, and saw Lu Anhe standing at the door with a smile on his face, holding a bunch of snacks in his hands.
"Are you used to living here?" Lu Anhe pointed at the things in his arms with his chin. "These are all my private collections in my room. I was afraid that you might find the base too boring, so I 'smuggled' some of them to you."
Lin Han took it and said thank you, and Lu Anhe waved his hand to indicate that he didn't mind.
"There will be two days of rest after the first round of selection. You may be busy then," Lu Anhe said, "Can I chat with Mr. Lin?"
Lin Han invited him in and poured Lu Anhe a glass of water.
Lu Anhe has a good personality, is interesting to talk about, and can find topics to talk about. Lin Han feels no pressure when he is with him and it is easy for them to chat.
"By the way, let me tell you a little gossip," Lu Anhe said, "Today, a new guy in the camp was in heat and almost tore his teammate apart."
"That person was still young and almost didn't realize it himself. Fortunately, the instructor next to him discovered it early and pulled him away in time. He is now in isolation."
"Is the susceptible period very scary?" Lin Han asked curiously.
"It depends on the person," Lu Anhe thought for a moment, "Some people can't be approached, but some are fine. It depends on whether they have their own way to resolve it."
"If it's serious, will it hurt the people around you?"
"How should I put it... Anyway, if it's someone very important, it won't happen," Lu Anhe said, "No matter how unclear we are at that time, the things that are engraved most deeply in our minds will not be hurt."
He said with a bit of embarrassment: "Mr. Lin, please don't laugh at me. Whenever I'm susceptible, I hold Zeus' key in my hand. It's more useful than any omega. I feel safe with it."
Lin Han curled his eyes, not showing any discomfort or surprise: "Then send it directly to me when it's time for annual inspection. I'll see if I can help you add a few functions or upgrade it."
Lu Anhe's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was very excited: "Really, Mr. Lin! Okay, okay!"
Lin Han also smiled along with him: "No problem."
Lu Anhe was easy to get along with, and he had a good impression of Lin Han. When he heard that he could upgrade his mecha, he couldn't help but talk more: "Zeus has been with me for a long time. I know that it is a little weaker than other high-level mechas of the same level in terms of attack, but I would rather upgrade it over and over again than replace it. I have feelings for it. I have thought about it. When I can't drive it anymore, I will store its key in the Galaxy Exhibition Hall so that I can miss it when I am old. I have saved the money--"
Lu Anhe scratched his head: "Mr. Lin, do you think I'm stupid?"
Lin Han denied: "No, it's fine."
"Why?"
"I think it's good to have something to store in the exhibition hall," Lin Han raised his lips slightly and lowered his eyes, "I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I still don't know what to store."
"By the way," Lin Han saw that Lu Anhe seemed to want to comfort him, so he simply continued, "I wonder if the general has anything stored in the Galaxy Exhibition Hall?"
Lu Anhe's expression froze for a moment, then he said, "No."
It turns out that He Yunting didn't have it either.
Lin Han didn’t know what he was feeling, and he didn’t even know why he asked Lu Anhe this question. If Lu Anhe’s answer was affirmative, what would he think?
He couldn't figure it out, so he just nodded: "Yeah, I understand."
The two were silent for a while.
After a while, Lu Anhe took a deep breath and broke the silence.
"Mr. Lin." His tone suddenly dropped. "I actually came to see you... because I want to ask you something."
Lin Han raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "What's wrong?"
"The Admiral is... in his susceptible period today."
"I know it's really ridiculous and excessive to come to you, but I can't think of any other way."
Lin Han was not surprised by Lu Anhe's words.
After all, no normal person would approach an alpha to talk to you about your susceptible period.
Lu Anhe gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't want to, don't force me... I just came here to try my luck and give it a try."
After all, there are no other omegas in the base - this is of course not the point, the point is that you are different in the general's place.
Lu Anhe didn't say this.
"I don't know how to explain it to you...but I believe the general will not hurt you."
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As soon as Lin Han stepped into He Yunting’s own room, he smelled a strong scent of ebony.
Based on the physiological nature of like repelling like, Lu Anhe could not stay for a moment. He saluted He Yunting first, and then said to Lin Han: "I'm so sorry, Mr. Lin."
"My communicator has opened a private emergency contact line for you. If there is any...unexpected situation, I will be there quickly." Lu Anhe repeated it again. After all, it was a very sorry thing to call Lin Han over.
"I understand." Lin Han nodded.
Lu Anhe stood straight, looking at Lin Han with firm eyes. Then he took off his hat with his right hand, put four fingers of his left hand together on his right shoulder, leaned forward slightly with great respect, and performed a complete imperial salute to Lin Han.
Generally, such etiquette is mostly used for the imperial family or dignitaries of extremely high status. If not, if one person performs such etiquette to another person, it means that this person must have an important commission or request and hopes that the other party will agree.
"Perhaps it's unfair to you. After all, you haven't met the Admiral that many times." Lu Anhe still lowered his head. He slowly raised it after he finished speaking. "But the Admiral is always... miserable during his susceptible period. I can't find any way to help him feel better. That's why I took the liberty to invite you here."
Lin Han remembered what Lu Anhe had said just now, that the other party liked to hold his key of Zeus during the susceptible period. He subconsciously glanced at He Yunting, said "OK" to Lu Anhe, and then said "It's okay".
Only then did Lu Anhe turn around respectfully, retreat to the door and close it.
After the door closed, Lin Han turned around and looked at He Yunting who was sitting next to him.
He Yunting looked no different during his susceptible period than usual, but if you looked more closely, you could see obvious changes.
At this moment, He Yunting's brows were colder and his eyes were deeper than usual. When he saw Lin Han looking at him, he raised his head and stared at Lin Han sharply.
If Lin Han hadn't known in advance that He Yunting was in a susceptible period, this look might even be so cold that it would make him feel uncomfortable.
He couldn't see clearly what was in He Yunting's eyes, and couldn't put it into words specifically, but he could feel that he was not in a good state.
He Yunting's pheromones in the air made Lin Han's legs a little weak, but strangely, after Lu Anhe closed the door, the sharp and stinging feeling was much less. Although Lin Han was now almost soaked in He Yunting's ebony scent, he did not feel any other discomfort.
It was as if He Yunting knew that would make him uncomfortable, so he deliberately restrained the aggressiveness of the pheromones.
Lin Han stood there without moving.
He Yunting is really weird.
Having such thoughts the first time I met Lin Han, any omega would be angry.
They even... put his pheromones in the side dishes, which made Lin Han both angry and amused.
But he would try to teach himself how to drive a mecha, would prevent himself from seeing bloody scenes at the first opportunity, would clumsily but voluntarily invite himself to dance, and would say "you are beautiful".
Lin Han still looked at him in silence.
The higher the level of the alpha, the more violent and terrifying the susceptible period will be. This can be regarded as a punishment for them being born with more than others.
According to Lu Anhe, when He Yunting was susceptible to an attack, he sat alone in his m2742 for three whole days. In the end, no one dared to ask him what he had experienced.
The quiet air was filled with He Yunting's pheromones. The originally calm and restrained scent filled the small space. The quantitative change caused a qualitative change, and it gradually became extremely heavy, even with a sense of temptation.
It was like some kind of invitation to the omega - look, I'm here.
Lin Han has a good knowledge of physiology and roughly knows what the alpha needs during its susceptible period, which is actually somewhat similar to the omega's estrus period.
Pheromones for comfort, caressing, kissing, sex, or marking.
Of course, Lin Han can only do the first one.
He hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"General."
Lin Han stood one meter away from him and tried to call him: "Can you hear me?"
He Yunting didn't say anything, just nodded coldly.
Fortunately, I still have some sense.
Lin Han breathed a sigh of relief.
But after he finished shouting, Lin Han didn't know what to say next.
I should ask him if he needs my help.
Or to put it bluntly, can I help you?
He Yunting, who was sitting next to him, suddenly spoke.
"Does it hurt?" He looked up at Lin Han with an indifferent expression, moved his lips and asked.
Before Lin Han understood what this sentence meant, he saw He Yunting stand up from his chair.
He Yunting's face was so cold that it looked like it could freeze someone. He said nothing, but walked towards him with heavy pheromones and pressure that the omega could not resist.
Most omegas would get scared when faced with such a situation, but Lin Han still stood there, without retreating or showing any other emotions.
It was as if he knew that He Yunting would not hurt him.
——Even during such a dangerous and susceptible period.
The light in the room was not very bright. He Yunting stood tall in front of Lin Han and looked down at him.
The light fell on the two of them, and Lin Han was slightly shorter. From another angle, He Yunting's body completely covered his, and the two people's shadows overlapped.
He Yunting stretched out his hand and reached behind Lin Han's neck.
His fingers were hot and a little rough. The long-term use of triggers had left calluses on both sides of his index fingers. He found the position accurately and covered Lin Han's gland.
The most vulnerable gland of an omega was suddenly touched, and Lin Han subconsciously trembled slightly and narrowed his eyes.
He Yunting did not use any force, but just gently stroked Lin Han's gland, and after a moment he looked at it intently again.
The other's gland was covered with a layer of cold white skin, intact and smooth, and looked so thin that it could be pierced with just a slight bite.
As if confirming that Lin Han's glands were intact, He Yunting's cold expression softened slightly, but he did not leave his fingers immediately and repeated it again.
"Does it hurt?"
Lin Han was rarely at a loss, but still shook his head.
"General..."
Lin Han called the other person very slowly.
"Yeah." He Yunting responded, and his eyes moved away from the other's glands and fell on his face.
He looked at Lin Han.
Lin Han looked up at his cold lips, deep eyebrows, and blue eyes.
"Cannot mark," He Yunting repeated in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself, "Cannot mark."
"It will hurt." He asked himself and answered.
Lin Han was stunned.
He wanted to say, I can release some pheromones and you will feel less uncomfortable.
But how uncomfortable was He Yunting?
He doesn't know.
"General." Lin Han called him for the third time.
He Yunting's gaze moved to Lin Han's lips and responded silently.
"you……"
As soon as Lin Han blurted out this word, he remembered that He Yunting had told him not to use honorifics.
Lin Han felt that He Yunting's hand on his gland stopped, and after a moment it gradually moved down.
And the next second, He Yunting raised his hand silently and held Lin Han tightly in his arms.
The scent of He Yunting's pheromones was still there, carrying the inherent strength and oppression of a top alpha, but when he embraced Lin Han with his arms, there was another kind of subtle and irresistible tenderness.
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