Chapter 16
Feng Ran took out a potent suppressant from his spatial button and tossed it to Fran, "Can you inject yourself? Suppressants, even though they're for Alphas, should have the same calming effect."
Fran knew from a young age that his pheromones were different from ordinary people. Whenever he was around, whether it was an Alpha or an Omega, as long as they smelled his pheromones, they would excitedly pounce on him and bite him, no matter how much he begged or cried. The cost of removing the marking was very expensive, and Fran, who had younger siblings at home, was soon abandoned by his parents. The people who kidnapped him sold him to "The Garden." Because of his unique pheromones, Fran was once the top courtesan in "The Garden," with different important figures vying for his attention every day. His glands were covered with frenzied bite marks, and the excessive use of birth control pills had damaged his reproductive cavity. His life was like a nightmare until a group of space pirates attacked the place.
Fran shakily picked up the suppressant, her eyes brimming with tears, and looked at Feng Ran, asking anxiously, "You...you don't want to bite me?"
Feng Ran was discussing with Xing Tong where she could secretly hide this precious research subject in her private property when she said without looking up, "Do I look like a rapist?"
Feng Ran seemed to have smelled Omega pheromones before, except for Qin Xin. Those who confessed to her, liked her, or even tried to seduce her during their heat, all had Omega pheromones that were sweet, soft, comfortable, and not aggressive at all. Feng Ran didn't understand how other Alphas were stimulated into their heat cycles. She usually gave them an injection of suppressants in such situations, just like now.
Fran's heat came on fiercely, but he seemed to have an exceptionally strong will. Even though he was trying to suppress his desire and his voice sounded like he was about to cry, he still gritted his teeth and injected himself with suppressants. But the strong suppressants for Alphas were also a kind of stimulation for him. He curled up in pain and then suddenly arched his back, looking like he was about to fall in the air.
The potent inhibitors didn't work as expected; the air was still filled with the rich scent of peaches. Fran's half-dead glands seemed to have developed some resistance, especially to inhibitor products. Another injection might even cause anaphylactic shock. The pain from the side effects made him scratch the car seat cushions to shreds.
The school's physiology and health class mentioned that it might be okay to give the other person a temporary mark at this time. Although Feng Ran really didn't want to do it, it seemed like it wouldn't be good to let Fran continue to be in heat like this.
Feng Ran patted his face, trying to wake up the person who was in so much pain that he was about to faint and lose consciousness. Feng Ran held his face, and apart from looking unhealthy like someone who was about to die from overwork, he had the kind of pretty boy face that people like on TV, and his face was as hot as a furnace.
"Inhibitors aren't working for you, are they?"
Fran looked up at her in a daze, wondering why he couldn't smell Feng Ran's pheromones even though they were so close. Could this person have a problem with her glands? But her slender palms were icy cold and felt exceptionally comfortable, making Fran instinctively want to get closer and rely on her.
But Feng Ran didn't like his temperature and was a little impatient. She suddenly remembered that she had drawn a blood sample yesterday and put it in the button of her space. Although it might have some undigested nerve drug components and not taste good, who cares? It's useless now.
She took out the collection tube, and after removing the rubber stopper, a faint pheromone scent emanated from the blood. To Fran, it smelled like hot liquor on a snowy winter night—cold, yet warm.
He stared blankly as Feng Ran handed him the collection tube, still very impatient: "Drink it."
He didn't move, so the girl threatened him again: "What, do you still want me to bite you? My marking teeth are very well grown," she gestured with her finger, "I can probably bite this deep, I can bite through your glands so you can never wash it off."
Fran was genuinely terrified. AO marking wasn't always pleasant, especially since some of the markings on his body couldn't be washed off, and being bitten by others was another kind of pain. He immediately snatched the collection tube from Feng Ran's hand, closed his eyes, and gulped it down, afraid she would change her mind.
The so-called marking and soothing only requires A to inject pheromones into O's body. Although the pheromones in the marking teeth are the best, any method of entry is fine. Although the amount of pheromones in the blood may be a little less, we can just draw another tube later. Feng Ran is not bound by this method. After all, Fran is at most her hostage now, and there is no need for careful soothing.
Alpha pheromones are strange. The strong liquor hits the throat for a moment, but the body quickly becomes warm. The intense heat of the heat cycle is dispelled by the winter wind and snow. Fran feels dizzy, as if he is drunk. The throbbing glands that were constantly spraying pheromones have also stopped, but he is still hot and itchy.
Alpha's cool breath approached him again, gently brushing aside the damp bangs on his forehead and touching his head:
"The temperature seems to have dropped, and it's quite effective."
The physiology teacher said that marking behavior would make both AOs feel comfortable. Feng Ran didn't feel anything. She watched Fran press her hand against hers, as obedient as a small animal, with red pupils. It must be a rabbit.
Fran's consciousness was hazy, as if he had fallen asleep, but even so he still clung tightly to Feng Ran. Feng Ran thought that his skin was so hungry because the pheromones in the blood sample were not enough, so he let him be and turned to Xing Tong to re-plan their future.
Feng Ran herself has no connections to rely on. She is not happy to interact with the outside world, and her relationships with her classmates and friends at school are just ordinary social relationships. No one would help her harbor a wanted criminal. Although Xing Tong is keen to make money for Feng Ran, she hates humans just like her master, and has no connections to rely on either.
Master, although we have no one to use, we have property!
Real estate was also part of Xing Tong's money-making plan. She would buy properties in areas where prices were most likely to double in recent years. Real estate speculation was like stock speculation; having more skills was never a bad thing, and it could also generate extra rental income. Without her knowledge, Feng Ran owned five, six, seven... nine properties in the central district of Kempin.
Master, this is just in Kempein. I've also bought properties in the nearby star sectors! Property prices on planets near Kempein haven't been cheap in recent years, but I bought them as commercial properties, so they're basically all unfurnished.
"Let it be a bare shell. You should expedite the purchase of some necessities to ensure no one dies. Also, prepare an ID card."
Yes, sir!
Fengran chose this place because the villas in Fengting are large detached houses with their own gates, simple decorations, and private parking garages. The hovercar can drive directly into the house, which is very convenient.
Two years have passed since the house was handed over, and there's still no electricity. Feng Ran blinked, and the unconscious Fran was left on the dusty ground. She was currently busy signing for StarNet express deliveries and watching the delivery robots busily assembling the soft furnishings.
However, it seems that this villa is big enough that it's not impossible for her to build a smart mechanical laboratory here. It's just that some equipment would be easier to obtain through Luo Le's connections. But if Luo Le knew that she was secretly raising an Omega outside, she would definitely cry.
The robot was making so much noise that it woke Fran, who was lying on the ground. He got up, feeling weak all over. The villa's electrical system had just been modified, and the original crystal chandeliers, which were long outdated, were all lit up, almost blinding him.
Feng Ran sat on the brand-new sofa and used portable tools to modify the newly purchased housekeeping robot. By engraving a few more lines on its main program board, he could make its intelligent system break away from the control of the original manufacturer and prevent other hackers from intruding. It was very simple.
She put the cover back on, restarted the robot, and placed it back on the ground before slowly looking at Fran, who had woken up. "Awake?"
"I've linked a new ID card to your terminal. From now on, you'll live as Su Wen. Remember to check your identity information in the terminal. Any spending on the ID card will be processed from my personal account. You can buy whatever you want and do whatever you want, but you're not allowed to leave this villa. I guess you don't want to anger me, right?"
"Your terminal can connect to the internet, but its social functions are restricted so you can only contact me. Your health is not good and your hormones are unstable. I've prepared three blood samples for you as backup. I hope you can adapt to your new life first. Of course, the housekeeping robot won't stop you from going out, but I promise that once you step out of the villa, I'll send you back inside to reunite with Hilde."
"I will not let any of your partners at the three bases of Eternal Plaza No. 79, Bitter Cliff Road No. 32, and the Kercy Sector Flight Ship go free."
Feng Ran thought for a moment and then added, "It's best not to do anything reckless, otherwise all my efforts to save you will be wasted. If you behave well, I might even help you rescue Hilde and the others."
Fran gripped his terminal and took a deep breath: "What do you want with me?"
Feng Ran: "I'm glad you're so sensible. I've sent the research to your terminal. Setting up the lab will take some more time and effort. Before that, you can take care of your health. Of course, there's more than one research topic. Just choose one you like."
Fran didn't consider himself a medical genius. His discovery of 9312 was purely accidental. Of course, his love for research might have been part of the reason, but he didn't think he had any talent worth the trouble of capturing. He would rather use that time to capture Sisson Calishie.
Feng Ran: "You don't believe me?" She reflected on herself for a moment, "Well, maybe I went too far with the threats, so it's normal that you don't believe me."
"If you absolutely must hear the truth, then it is..."
"You are also one of the research subjects."
Omegas are all soft and fragile creatures, even Fran, who disguises himself as a tough guy among space pirates, is no exception. He is at a disadvantage when facing an Alpha. He turned pale with fright because of Feng Ran's words, making Feng Ran suspect that she could scare him to death before she even started to study this person.
She clicked her tongue unhappily: "To be precise, it's about studying your pheromones. You should know that they have a rare and potent medicinal function, ah, although this function doesn't seem to be of much use to me."
"Of course, pheromone research is very hard work, so I've already tried my best to compensate you, do you understand?"
Fran blinked, then unconsciously touched his gland again: "What's the point of studying this pheromone..."
Feng Ran: "Of course it's useful! Once we figure out how it works, we might be able to develop a substitute, right? Hmm, and maybe we can even modify the drug's properties for individuals..." As she spoke, she started thinking to herself, "Hiss, but if we can change personality, can we also change pheromones? Speaking of which, why does this thing called secondary gender differentiation exist? Could it be that humans have had this strange disease for hundreds of years?..."
Her eyes shone with excitement. Suppressing the sudden surge of thoughts that had crossed her mind, she walked over to Fran and, using her most skillful and understanding acting abilities, gently tidied his hair.
"I need you, Fran. If you hate your message, just give it to me."
Fran couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart, but he kept telling himself that he was only interested in the research this person was talking about, how could he possibly like this devil!
Feng Ran felt a sense of novelty in raising a pet, because Xing Tong's thought patterns were similar to hers, and it had no physical form, so there was no fun in communicating with it. Even though the little AI would occasionally say some childish and willful things, it never disobeyed her commands and never caused her any worry.
"It's about time for me to go. I hope you're happy with your new life. Feel free to contact me if you need anything."
Feng Ran sprayed himself with the interference spray he had just opened online. Although it masked most of the smell, it was still not enough for his 3S-level sensitivity. But it was better than nothing. It wouldn't be good if Shen Shiqian got susceptible to Omega pheromones.
"Wait a moment."
Just as she was about to leave, Fran called her back.
"You still haven't told me who you are."
Feng Ran blinked. "Does that matter?"
Fran: "This is important, okay!"
Feng Ran thought for a moment and said it wouldn't hurt to tell him, since he already remembered what she looked like.
"The name on the property certificate is Xingyue,"
"But my name is Feng Ran."
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