Chapter 13 Addiction Effect The small hairpin holds the dark gray-blue velvet…
At exactly ten o'clock, Bai Ling woke up with great willpower and quickly got dressed.
North failed to dissuade him, so he had to bring enough hot water and suppression sticks and attend the class with him.
After they left, the dormitory fell into silence. Not long after, the tightly closed capsule slowly opened a crack, and someone jumped down swiftly and silently, rubbing his wheat-colored hair lazily, and his lean and tight serratus anterior lumbar muscles were exposed under his vest that was accidentally lifted up.
“…What is this?”
With a glance of his sharp orange-red eyes, he picked up the piece of beef jerky and examined the texture of the meat against the light.
"It's high-quality product." This is not the quality that ordinary people can get.
Savoyard muttered to himself intriguingly, becoming interested in his roommate's background.
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The teaching content of the Ode class is divided into two parts, one is ideological education and the other is ability training.
Today's class is called "Construction of Ideological and Moral Outlook on Life", which is a mixture of the Bird Class and the Small Seafood Class. At a glance, all kinds of small children filled most of the tiered classroom.
Bai Ling and North sat in the back row.
It was more than ten degrees below zero outside and the heating in the classroom was not turned on enough. After a while, my blood circulation slowed down and I felt sleepy.
The lecturer saw the little Os nodding their heads and slapped the blackboard in displeasure, "Did you remember what I just said? What was it about?"
There were scattered replies below: "It's about... the drawbacks of the guardian system?"
The lecturer's expression lightened up a bit, and he said seriously:
"That's right. The Guardian System established by the evil emperor is pseudoscience, feudal dregs, and an evil act that encourages alpha male competition. As a moral O, we must learn to say 'no' to the temptation of male competition, keep ourselves clean, and watch less short videos of alpha males showing off their chests and abs. Only in this way can we lay eggs that do not break off the yolk and strive to be the pioneers in laying eggs."
North poked Bai Ling with his elbow and asked curiously, "Bird, what color are the eggs you lay? I heard that you birds have blue and purple eggs."
Bai Ling was drawing a middle finger on the textbook: "I have never given birth."
"Why, you shouldn't be short of suitors, right?"
"I don't like it, and I don't have time to lay eggs."
North was ashamed: "...As expected of you, such a direct reason."
He looked around and asked curiously, "Hey, why isn't our new little pet in the dormitory here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud "bang" in the front!
The little seafoods stiffened their tentacles and the sparrows' feathers flew off.
The classroom door slammed against the wall, leaving a mark on the cement, and then swayed back with a creaking sound, unable to bear the weight. The lawless guy who kicked the door glanced at the whole place with his agate orange eagle eyes, threw his bag over his shoulder, raised his eyebrows and smiled:
"There are quite a variety of varieties. Which one should I eat first?"
Everyone: “…………”
Orange eyes, two erect ear feathers on the top of his head, a tall and strong body that is much better than an average omega, and a handsome face that is deep and straight, and you can tell at a glance that it is the result of genetic selection.
The whole audience was stunned for three seconds, and then screams of terror broke out from their genes, the Dark Night Death, the Eagle Owl! !
Damn it, who let the predator owl in here? Wait, did he have breakfast? Strigiformes can eat everything from flying in the sky to swimming in the sea. We are all on his menu. Ahhhh, never mind, let’s run, run, run——
"Why are you running?" Sava stretched out his long legs, blocking the only way out, and said leisurely, "It's just a joke."
Everyone was angry but dared not speak out.
Only those who have no ability are joking. If you have the ability to make them into a recipe for roast duck, roast chicken, steamed sea urchin, or assorted dishes, it’s not a joke, it’s a threat!
The lecturer was also very angry. Why did the manager recruit so many students? Why were each class worse than the last? There was already an unethical guy in the class, and now here comes another troublemaker?
The lecturer asked him to sit down in a bad mood. Sava glanced around, his eyes stopped at the back row, and he sat down next to Bai Ling.
The seat was very narrow, and Sava leaned back with his arms folded, taking up one and a half seats.
Bai Ling: "#-Move your ass away."
Sava: "Why, are you jealous?"
Bai Ling: “…”
Savoy II.
The grandson of the old Marshal Duke of Savoy, the most outstanding Raptor pilot in the Imperial Military Command University in the past fifty years, and a pure-blooded aristocratic young master.
He was also Bai Ling's biggest enemy in his previous life, the most difficult stumbling block on the road to revolution, and a bandit neighbor who used to fight with him with bayonets and seize territory in the sector all day long.
I met you here unexpectedly. I have to say one thing——
Enemies often meet on a narrow road.
If he didn't have to keep a low profile, Bai Ling really wanted to tie up this arrogant bastard and beat him up until he was left with nothing.
Sava looked at the bony hands and raised his eyebrows: "Look at these hands, you are also a bird of prey, right? The white-haired bird of prey, is it a black-winged kite or a hunting falcon? That's not right..."
Relying on his tall stature, Sava looked up at Bai Ling's head. There was an inconspicuous little clip in the silky white hair, and a strand of dark gray-blue hair could be vaguely seen clipped in it.
This is a crest feather, a special sexual characteristic of the bird species. Like the gills hidden under the jaws of the marine people, it can be used to identify bloodline.
However, some cats with mixed bloodlines and unhealthy fur color do not want to be recognized, so they use hairpins to hide.
Savoie quickly sifted through the list of raptors, finally stopping at an unlikely option.
"Peregrine Falcon, are you an albino Peregrine Falcon? That's strange, why haven't I seen you in the Falcon family? Although Peregrine Falcons are solitary, it's not the case that no one in the family will come forward to help you if you break a leg, unless you have a falling out with them..."
Savva was suddenly thinking, "Are you a restorationist—Ah!"
He suddenly let out a roar and stood up excitedly.
Stinky bird! Step on his foot.
The lecturer looked over suspiciously. Sava glared at Bai Ling fiercely, then raised his head and said nonsense despite the pain:
“I want to answer this question.”
The lecturer looked at him in surprise and thought, "This guy is teachable. It seems like there is still hope."
"Well, please tell me, what should be the criteria for an excellent omega to choose a partner?"
Sava: "It needs to have a pretty face, many functions, long battery life, and bright eyes. Don't mess with me when I'm in a bad mood."
A textbook negative example.
The lecturer's face turned red, and he finally spit out five words: "...get out and stand in the corner!"
Sava shrugged, picked up his bag and walked out. Before leaving, he mouthed to Bai Ling fiercely:
Don’t sleep too late at night, haha.
Bai Ling raised his middle finger straight up and watched him go away.
This feud has been settled.
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After eating a non-meat lunch in the cafeteria, Bai Ling broke out in a sweat and went to the bathroom to wash his face.
He may have a grudge against substance A, and every time he eats it, he can't tolerate it.
With such a broken body, fertility of only D level, and a tattered reproductive cavity, he is actually very picky about food. He hates artificial broad-spectrum pheromones so much that he wants to spit out the pill and insists on going out to hunt for food.
Bai Ling was upset and washed his neck and face with cold water, fighting poison with poison, relying on the coldness to suppress the instinct of his gonads.
He wasn't so "spoiled" before.
You want comfort as soon as you feel uncomfortable. This won’t work!
You have to control yourself and stop thinking about those things...
Even though I was warning myself in my head, my fingers unconsciously reached for my pocket. Inside was a room card, a small piece of beef, and a long blond hair...
"Hey, hand over your beef jerky. I saw it in your pocket!"
A blue-haired O suddenly stopped him and gave an arrogant order.
Bai Ling glanced at him: "Why?"
Gray Magpie puffed out his chest and said, "Haven't you heard of our Magpie Gang? The toilet is our territory, you have to pay protection fees."
Bai Ling was in a bad mood and hated people who took advantage of their power to bully others. He dragged the gray magpie directly into the toilet cubicle and beat it up, and then reversed the process to steal a bunch of snacks he had collected from others.
He tossed the bread in his hand from time to time and sneered, "Protection money, huh? I'll take it."
"You...you just wait for me!" The gray magpie ran away angrily.
Less than a minute later, the toilet door was kicked open again.
Bai Ling tilted his eyes and looked through the mirror at the five or six people pouring in. He stopped at a familiar face, then curled his lips, flicked the water between his fingers, and said casually:
"Why, so many people came to pay me protection money?"
The gray magpie suddenly jumped up, tugging at the big guy next to it with its crest feathers flaring:
"Boss Ya Ya, it's him who looks down on our Que Que Gang! Punish him!"
The leading omega was tall, with black hair as shiny as crow feathers. He was obviously the king of the corvidae family - the raven.
The raven held a toothpick from the cafeteria in its mouth, and looked up and down at Bai Ling with its dark eyes, grinning:
"You are the one who made such a bold statement and asked us, the Queque Gang, to pay you protection money?"
Bai Ling glanced at the gray magpie and knew that this guy would definitely go back and exaggerate the story. But he was not prepared to deny it, instead he added fuel to the fire:
"Are there only six of you? Don't waste time, come together."
This is really arrogant.
Not only the Queque Gang was stunned, but Sava in the toilet cubicle was also stunned.
Since ancient times, there has been fierce competition for territory between corvids and birds of prey, especially falcons living in cities, which are a thorn in the eyes of crows.
Although the overall combat effectiveness of Corvidae is far inferior to that of Peregrine Falcons, they are extremely united. If a lone Peregrine Falcon is not careful, it will be difficult for it to get away with it.
What’s more, it is a disabled falcon with a broken leg.
In Sava's eyes, this melee was just a fight between weaklings. But after watching through the crack in the door for a while, he found that Bai Ling was actually quite skilled. He could attack and retreat with ease and was quite agile. It could be said that he was not at a disadvantage even when fighting six people at the same time.
Seeing that the situation was tilting wildly towards Bai Ling's side, the people from the Queque Gang became anxious.
Someone came up with an idea and took off the heavy ceramic water tank lid, lifted it high, and was about to smash it on the back of Bai Ling's head while he was unaware of it.
If he gets hit like this, he'll either die or become a vegetable.
Bai Ling saw the movement behind him in the reflection of the mirror, his heart trembled, and he moved ten centimeters to the side, ready to grit his teeth and endure it, because breaking his shoulder was better than injuring his head.
"Hey! That's too much." A gloomy voice came out of nowhere.
Sava kicked the attacker from behind and knocked him down.
Bai Ling took two steps back unscathed, looked up at him putting his size 46 sneakers on the man's neck.
Sava crossed his arms and raised his chin to the Queque Gang: "Comparing evil, right? I just have nothing to do, how about you also compete with me?"
Suddenly there was a bird of prey on the field. Even though the Queque Gang had a large number of people and power, they did not dare to continue to act rashly.
"Let's go!" The raven spat the toothpick into the trash can, waved his hand, and retreated unwillingly.
After they left, Sava turned his head and said reluctantly, "Don't think I want to help you. I just don't want you to die miserably for the sake of that piece of beef jerky."
Such a tragic death.
Bai Ling recited these four words silently.
The guy in front of him was arrogant and domineering, and gradually became an old enemy from the previous life.
At that time, Sava was the most powerful and influential leader in the revolutionary sector. Bai Ling's career had just started, and this guy had already dared to lead his team to confront the Central Army head-on.
But later, Bai Ling saw him being betrayed and thrown into prison. Later, she got pregnant and returned home with nothing.
In the end, the flamboyant young master Sava was shot to pieces by hundreds of machine guns in order to save his beta lover.
The body lay on the ground, no one cared about it.
Bai Ling was so sad that he personally took a sack to collect his body.
Thinking of this, Bai Ling couldn't help but reply: "Just take care of yourself."
This person is really tactless! Sava complained in his heart, thinking that if it were him, a one-on-six fight would never take so long, "The Sky Scalpel Peregrine Falcon, it's just this level——"
Before he finished speaking, Bai Ling suddenly shook his body and grabbed the edge of the basin tightly to avoid falling.
Sava paused and turned on the bathroom light.
Under the cold light, Bai Ling's gray pupils shrank into a vertical slit, and the tremors in his arms and shoulders were also exposed to the light.
This isn't a good situation, and the symptoms are very similar to...
Savoy recalled that this man took medicine in the dormitory in the morning, raised his eyebrows, and asked suspiciously:
"Are you addicted to alpha?"
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