Chapter 26: Sorry, I have too many evil thoughts and I can’t move
The little robot was locked outside and was extremely anxious.
It's over. The 100% super concentrated pheromone extract will corrode the mechanical bird's bionic gastric system no matter how strong it is.
The AI imagined the scene with horror - the water tank in the bird's stomach was punctured, and all kinds of messy solutions flowed down the prosthesis. This bird is particularly aggressive. It might use a screwdriver to pry itself open, pull out its transparent intestinal structure, pour water into its bionic intestine in front of its owner, and clean it with an expressionless face.
This, this is too...
It makes the owner so excited!
No, it must remind the owner to be gentle with the plastic intestines of the mechanical bird. If it leaks, it will be difficult to find a suitable replacement.
AI tried desperately, replacing its pliers hand with a drill hand, and it drilled a pinhole-sized hole in the door, moving the camera closer.
He happened to meet the mermaid's green eyes, which were cold and warning.
Even though it knew its owner couldn't see it, the little robot still felt a tingling electric current on its back and walked away obediently and shyly, not daring to disturb its owner again.
Everyone knows that Isuparaiso is stubborn and cold-blooded, and Yu Chen is indeed like that.
His cold-bloodedness is the kind of coldness that leaves the system running without the slightest chance of error. He is like this to others and also strictly enforces it on himself, even during the susceptible period and breeding period, which are the times when the world assumes that alphas can act unrestrained, but he keeps strict control.
But now, all his calmness vanished into thin air, and he almost lost his composure in front of Bai Ling.
"You're eating out of spite." Yu Chen rolled his Adam's apple, his voice lowered, and he became angry unconsciously, "That's half a year's worth, it's not something you can bear at all."
"Really?" Bai Ling's tone was brisk and somewhat vague.
"I'll contact a doctor to induce vomiting. You stay here and don't move." Yu Chen fumbled for the terminal and prepared to call his private hospital.
"What happens next?" Bai Ling asked.
"have a good rest."
"And that's the end of it, isn't it?" Bai Ling laughed, the end of the sound falling, as if he saw through something, "It is indeed like this."
Yu Chen couldn't help but ask: "What kind?"
Bai Ling calmed down from the intense excitement, and said in a tone that sounded as if he was heartbroken, "Forget it."
never mind. These two words seemed to bring relief, but they instantly made Yu Chen's heart tighten, with deep emotions appearing in his eyes.
It was dusk and the light was dim. The room was filled with silence. A gust of wind blew open the French window, and the strong wind from the high-rise building passed fiercely and silently between the two people.
Bai Ling looked at it blankly. The rolling curtains were like the waves of the sea, surging and rolling. The man's long golden hair fluttered in the wind, just like the golden years that would never come back.
He suddenly felt very tired.
It was as if all emotions were burned out in this silence. All that was left for him was ashes.
Bai Ling originally wanted to grab his collar and question him, asking why he lied to him and why he concealed his identity.
But thinking back, their relationship was not close enough to the point where they could open their hearts to each other. Yu Chen's kindness to him was just like treating a stray dog kindly on a rainy day or feeding a bird on the windowsill. It was a favor from a chance encounter, a relationship that he could withdraw from at any time.
Besides, he had said to his face that he wanted to kill Isupareso from the moment he first met him.
Yu Chen did not blame him. Instead, he provided him with help time and time again. He had already done his best. And what about him? You just had a few meals here, but you don't know your place and even dare to lose your temper with others.
Forget it, let’s stop here.
Up to here, it can be considered a good ending.
"...I drank the extract myself, so I am responsible for it myself. You are not responsible...Thank you for taking care of me these days. I will repay you..."
After hearing this, Yu Chen almost crushed the terminal in his hand and took a deep breath: "You pay it back, what do you have to pay it back?"
At an age when he would be pampered and protected in other people's homes, he is already alone. Whether injured or sick, the mood is extremely cold, and the simple phrase "I'm used to it" can sum it up.
This time too, he came running over in tatters. The prosthesis is rotten and the heart is broken.
Bai Ling muttered to himself: "I still have a life left, I can always pay it back."
"No need to return it." With a click, the terminal screen shattered.
"No, I have to pay it back..." His voice was close to a mutter. As expected, his stomach started burning after drinking the concentrated liquid. Bai Ling felt his mouth was very dry, and his voice was dry and hoarse when he spoke:
"If I don't return it, I'll have to remember it for a long time. I've remembered the milk you gave me for a long time..."
How long will it be? It was so long that when he was in his forties in his previous life, he would walk past a shop window with a cane and see the advertisement of the old state-owned dairy factory, but he still didn't dare to take a second look.
He once didn't understand what this inexplicable avoidance and sadness was.
Until one day, he dug out an old book that someone had thrown away from the garbage dump. The title of the book was written on the cover that had fallen off: "The Promise of Childhood." There is a passage underlined with wavy lines:
[It is only today, in my forties, that I finally begin to understand. Perhaps it is not a good thing to receive such deep love at such a young age. It is like a bad habit acquired since childhood. This makes you think that this kind of love exists somewhere else and you can meet it somewhere, so you will keep searching, expecting and waiting. This kind of love makes us unhappy for the rest of our lives... makes us return to our mother's grave again and again, howling like a wounded dog...]
There is no more that kind of love, no more selfless milk... The empire is dead, and the sculptures in the square are nothing more than the mother's grave.
He thought, I have been whining all the time. Over and over again, he lingered where the milk truck passed by, with no sound coming out of his throat, but his heart was crying out.
Having tasted love in childhood, we will continue to recall and repeat it for the rest of our lives.
Compared to this, what is pheromone addiction? Extract, milk...he was always willing to drink the poison in his mouth.
"If you're nice to me, I'll really take it seriously." A sour feeling surged into Bai Ling's nose. He took a deep breath, slowly turned around while holding onto the wall, and touched the cold door handle.
This time, there was no need for the mermaid to leave without saying goodbye.
He will go by himself.
"You haven't asked me the third question yet." Yu Chen said suddenly.
"That's not important..." Bai Ling lowered his eyes.
They were all smart people, and having said this, they had both understood each other long ago. There was no need to completely break the window paper and embarrass both sides.
Yu Chen concealed the truth from him, and he also deceived Yu Chen. There was no winner in this brief encounter, only two losers.
But the mermaid said in a tense voice: "I am the one you want to kill."
The lines on the back of Bai Ling's neck were tense and he remained silent.
"I am Isoparaiso," he answered without being asked, his speech becoming increasingly uncontrollable, "the shameless emperor who abandoned the empire, the devil, the criminal who used a milk truck to monitor the entire country—"
“That’s enough!”
Bai Ling trembled his shoulders and rushed back, "I don't want to hear you say that!" as if confessing to him.
The distance was close enough, so close that Bai Ling was caught off guard and trembled. An iron-like palm had already grasped his forearm tightly, pulling it inwards, and pulling him into the pool.
The cold yet hot embrace imprisoned him, and the bird in his arms struggled as if dying:
“Get out of here!! Ah…”
He is the kind of person who would rather break than bend, and would rather die than be trapped. Yu Chen just held him loosely, listening to his short, angry gasps, and leaned over to say in a restrained manner:
"Don't move. Listen to me. I give you the power. You can do whatever you want to me today. You can vent your anger in any way you want. Then go and get treatment."
"You are not qualified to make arrangements for me!" Bai Ling pushed him with all his strength, splashing water in the pool.
However, the next second, his wrist bones were grasped forcefully, like the wings of a bird, and then folded and pressed against his head.
Yu Chen blocked him in the triangle area of the pool wall and whispered in his ear: "Qualifications? Of course I have them. Bai Ling, don't forget that you once asked me to cooperate, and I agreed."
Bai Ling's eyes were filled with bloodshot, and he wished he could kill him. "That's the thing I regret most!"
"I don't accept regrets." He was as autocratic as the rumors said.
A mixture of anger, rage and grievance rushed up at Bai Ling. He gritted his teeth and pounced on the mermaid, biting her bare shoulder viciously.
"Hiss...!" The muscles at the corners of Yu Chen's eyes trembled slightly, and he was forced to raise his head, exposing his neck with distinct tendons.
The bite was really hard.
The hot blood instantly flowed down the collarbone, gathered into a pool, and then flowed down the strong chest, dripping and dyeing the pool of ice water red.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Bai Ling pushed away his slightly loosened shackles and tried to climb ashore in a mess.
However, at this moment, the prosthetic ankle suddenly felt heavy and was grabbed by a strong and unquestionable force, and was actually torn off!
It wasn't enough that the prosthetic limb was torn to pieces. The mermaid's hand strength was terrifying. Bai Ling watched helplessly as he flattened the cavity with his bare hands, rolled up the already tattered piece of scrap iron into a ball, and threw it onto the shore.
With a "clang", the scrap metal fell onto the carpet.
"Still running?"
"You bastard! Are you looking for death?" Bai Ling screamed in despair and was about to punch him in the face, but he lost his balance and fell down because he had lost his prosthetic limb.
Just as he was about to fall to the bottom of the pool, those extremely destructive hands seemed to considerately support him and pull him up. Yu Chen pinched the tip of his thin chin, speaking in a gentle, slow and cruel tone:
"Look at you. How many illegal wires have you installed on yourself? You'd pee your pants just by charging, right?"
Before he finished speaking, Bai Ling, with tears in her eyes, had already raised her hand high, ready to land on his face——
The mermaid seemed to feel the fierce wind, raised her sharp jaw and waited for him.
But the slap that was so close to him fell.
Bai Ling lowered his arms, his back against the marble tiles, his hair soaked with cold sweat stuck to his forehead, his whole body was numb with pain, but he raised the corners of his mouth.
——He still can't do it.
The weak body finally reached its limit and could no longer support itself and fell forward.
Bai Ling allowed himself to fall onto the mermaid.
Just like that night, I threw my desperate self into the devil's milk cart.
Just like a wailing stray puppy, returning to its mother.
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He closed his eyes, feeling the concentrated liquid in the test tube wreaking havoc in his body, burning raging fire everywhere and roasting his internal organs.
In a trance, he felt the mermaid tighten her strong arms, anxiously picked him up from the water, wiped him with a towel, and then wrapped him in a thick blanket.
Along the way, the thin eyelids let in dim lights.
The mermaid walked quickly with long strides, smoothing her fingers through his hair from time to time, and lowering her head to kiss his forehead.
He was placed in a soft place, with his heels and calves pressed against thick fur. He buried his face deeply in it and could smell the warm and erotic fragrance that often stained the mermaid's clothes.
It was strange that at this moment he felt both happy and painful, as if he had regained that secret and warm feeling of fullness.
The little robot's voice spoke calmly, "Master, we must induce him to vomit, otherwise the high concentration of pheromones will destroy his developing glandular function."
The mermaid held his waist, unbuttoned his clothes with one hand, and patiently took off his wet clothes. He was forced to hide in the mermaid's hot chest like a featherless fledgling.
It's like hiding under the hot wings of a parent bird, waiting to be fed.
The rough-knuckled hand touched his trembling lips, and the knuckles pushed in hard until the lips and teeth were pried open.
Two strong, thin, long fingers sank into the soft throat cavity, the calloused fingertips rubbed over the tongue coating, reaching deep into the throat, and then pressed down -
“Ooooo…!”
The narrow throat suddenly shrank and pinched the mermaid's finger.
He seemed to hear the old bastard gasping in unbearable pain, but then he suppressed and restrained himself.
He kind of wanted to laugh at the other person.
But then, his stomach convulsed and churned into a ball, and an intense sour feeling rose up his esophagus, causing his eyes to blur.
"Bai Ling... don't hold it in, spit it all out."
It was the mermaid's worried voice.
Her long fingers gently wiped away the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and she rubbed the wet little feathers in his hair lovingly.
He vomited so painfully that his teeth pressed against the mermaid's joints and he gnawed the calluses on the fingertips in grievance and anger.
"Why are you like a puppy grinding its teeth?"
The disgusting saliva overflowed from between the teeth, flowed down the mermaid's wrists, and wet the stiff cuffs of the fabric. He took it calmly and didn't feel disgusted at all.
“Woo…”
A big hand anxiously stroked Bai Ling's straight back. Like caring for a poor sick child, the mermaid held him in her lap, supported his lower abdomen with her knees, and patted his back quickly, her hands moving delicately and tenderly.
But it’s not enough…
What he wanted was already more than that.
He was breathing hotly, unconsciously rubbing his only remaining leg against the fur, and curling up his toes in spasms.
The concentrated liquid flowed along with his heart and blood, and flowed to his limbs and bones. In his unclear consciousness, he had the illusion that his abdomen was on fire. The intense burning sensation made him unable to help but stretch out his claws.
The raptor's sharp fingertips suddenly tightened their grip, and he heard a muffled groan. It was his own long, thin fingers sinking into the mermaid's chest muscles.
I buried my head in it and put my cheek against it. It was so comfortable...
The claws of the sub-adult bird spasmed and tore the shirt, and the strength of its fingers left chaotic scratches on the chest. Every time the fingertips covered with hot sweat brushed against the chest, it would cause a wave of hot and stinging pain to the merman.
"You took me for a pigeon..."
Yu Chen pressed his lips and whispered to himself, letting him grab his chest.
The AI quickly read the real-time values: "Master, the hormone values I monitored are still fluctuating greatly. The effect of vomiting is really limited. He has absorbed part of the drug effect. Now we must adopt more powerful intervention measures."
In order to carry out more detailed treatment, AI took a drop of blood with a needle and analyzed Bai Ling's condition on the spot.
After a moment, AI was surprised: "Not good, his condition is special, I'm afraid we can't use artificial drugs to force him to quit."
Yu Chen soaked a towel in water and wiped Bai Ling's sweaty neck bit by bit. Hearing this, he turned his cold eyes and ordered:
"What kind of special circumstances? Please tell me in detail."
"His O-hormone level is extremely low and he has symptoms of [false estrus]."
The medical community defines pseudoestrus as a chronic disease characterized by a lack of hormone secretion.
Since the omega hormone concentration in immature bodies is not enough to trigger a complete hot flash, omega will be like a pot of water with anti-boiling agent added, which will never boil.
I have no idea when the temperature will rise suddenly and become unbearable; and when it will come to an abrupt end and fall from the crest of desire into the icy valley.
It is uncontrollable and has no regularity at all.
It is possible that he will stab you in the back while you are working hard today, or he may break into your dreams late at night, completely soak your bed sheets, and force you to wake up in shame and cold sweat.
Over and over again, throughout life. It's enough to drive a sane omega crazy.
"False estrus is difficult to completely cure. It can only be treated conservatively over the long term by supplementing artificial hormones or stabilizing the secretion of estrus."
However, all medicines are toxic. Artificial sex hormones can cause liver damage. Once taken for more than ten years, the chance of organ failure will increase year by year. Therefore, endocrinologists suggest that it is best to use natural alpha-secretin to stabilize symptoms.
After a rigorous analysis, AI said: "If you continue to let it go, according to calculations, the failure rate of differentiation in the next six months will be as high as 98%. So you'd better..."
The AI stole a glance at the electric shock shackles hanging on its master's ankle.
This thing had flashed every now and then just now, but when the mechanical bird softly and bonelessly crawled into its owner's arms and curled up with its knees hugged, its owner's shackles had stopped working.
Fetters: Sorry, I have too many evil thoughts, the electric shock can’t work.
Yu Chen could feel the thin body curled up in his arms gradually trembling, and the warm breath sprayed on his neck. A sour and hot aroma was completely stimulated by the concentrated liquid.
He gradually became anxious, on the verge of losing his composure, and asked impatiently, "What's the best way?"
The AI suggested sincerely: "Better, give him a mark."
The principle of temporary marking is to ingest a large amount of high concentration of pheromones at one time.
Generally speaking, the alpha will use his teeth to scratch the omega's soft neck, achieving his goal in a simple and crude way. As for whether the teeth marks left behind would embarrass O, whether the wound would become inflamed, or whether it would affect the development of spinal nerves, these were not within Alpha's consideration.
Yu Chen has always disapproved of the practice of completely shifting the consequences onto O.
Taking into account the particularity of the differentiation period, he will make some modifications to the steps.
The air gradually became sticky, and his unfocused forest green eyes turned gloomily. He wrapped his strong arms around the restless omega, holding him tightly in his arms.
"Whole milk..." In a daze, Bai Ling felt the strong and hot body. He stammered and climbed up the gloomy shoulders, rubbing his dry and hot lips in the soft and beautiful hair.
Yu Chen's long fingers stroked Bai Ling's tender neck gland, stayed there for a while, then lifted the back of Bai Ling's head and pressed it against his neck.
He turned around and told the AI in a deep voice, "Go to the top cabinet in the study and find a box with a bite stopper that fits my jaw size. Bring it here."
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