This O is soft and sweet (middle) "Help me!"...
This Omega always wanted to repay me with his body. He appeared in front of me wearing items including but not limited to my shirts, T-shirts, pajamas, bed sheets, etc., causing me to lose several pieces of clothing and a 60-square-meter bed sheet.
But after he was sent to the pig farm, this worry disappeared.
The work at the pig farm is not tiring, but it is very busy. When people are busy, they have no time to think about anything else.
But I didn't expect that Omega's body was so fragile. He only fed the pigs for half a month, and he fell ill with a high fever due to overwork. The doctor said that his body was very fragile and he needed to rest well.
When I went to visit him in the hospital, he was eating a hospital meal. I didn't expect that such a skinny little Omega ate almost as much as the A before. When I walked in, he was stacking the tenth plate next to the table.
When he saw me, his face turned red.
"I'm sorry, sir..."
"I can still afford this little bit of food."
"It's my fault. I overloaded you with work."
"Next time you feel overloaded with work, just say so. Don't push through it."
I always believe that it is the leadership's fault if it fails to allocate reasonable workload to employees.
Upon hearing this, Omega suddenly remembered something and became a little depressed.
The secretary gently placed the dessert I brought for the visit on the table. Omega was stunned when he saw Secretary No. 1.
After Secretary No. 1 left, he asked me cautiously, "Was that secretary a woman?"
"Um."
He opened his mouth and said in astonishment, "But, but women in your era bear the responsibility of giving birth to life, just like the Omegas of our time - why would they go out to work? Doesn't her husband care about her?"
"In our era, men and women are equal. If men can do clerical work such as secretarial work, women can do it too."
"Secondly, in our world, love and marriage are free. You can choose to get married or not."
"Are you surprised? Could it be that you prefer to be well taken care of like in your world, and then become a match for A after you mature?"
This is not good. With him around, pigs can be marketed half a month earlier. How can we let go of such a useful, natural and pollution-free ripening tool?
I asked him, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment, so he just whispered that this was not in accordance with the rules.
Perhaps his strategy for me was to take the route of redemption - to let me help the bound O to break free from his shackles and awaken his mind, thereby increasing my sunk costs and desire for cultivation.
Unfortunately, his disguise was not very good.
He thought about the life in the previous world, where he had everything he wanted, which was actually very simple.
Because he is very beautiful.
She is so beautiful that if he wants to be kept by someone, he only needs to beg her finger and many men will come forward to let him live a life of ease and comfort for the rest of his life.
But he didn't.
The work at the pig farm was not easy, and the smell was not pleasant. It seemed to be very different from the elegance taught in the book “How to be a Good O”, but he was very happy doing it.
If he is usually sweet, soft, fragile and beautiful, like a flower living in a greenhouse, then when he pulls a cart to feed pigs and support himself, he is more like a blade of grass. Although he does not have the fragrance of a flower, he has the tenacity of growing wildly.
He could not hide his joy.
…
After recovering from his illness, O returned to the villa.
When I came back from the company that day, as soon as I entered the door, I saw him squatting in front of the flowers in the flower bed.
Damn it! I just had someone redecorate my garden! I'm afraid the grass will be eaten away again!
Omega heard the voice, looked up at me and gave me a slightly shy smile.
I looked at his mouth.
Fortunately, he wasn't chewing anything this time.
"What are you looking at?"
"Looking at this little thing."
"It's so furry and looks so cute. Is it eating flowers?"
I looked down and saw he was pointing at a bee.
"It's a bee, a kind of bug."
He was startled when he heard the bug and subconsciously took two steps back.
A pair of eyes were fixed on the fat bee.
The bees flew upwards, and I saw a beehive that had been built on a tree outside the garden at some point.
We have to ask the gardener to destroy this beehive. It's nesting nearby and can easily sting people.
Just as I was thinking this, I saw a bee appear on the back of O's neck, and it was about to pluck the Omega's glands as if they were flowers. I raised my hand to drive the bee away.
"You are very popular with bees."
I don’t know if it was because of the smell of honey and milk on him that attracted me.
Perhaps because of his fear of the Zerg, when he heard me say this, his face turned pale and he subconsciously touched the back of his neck.
As he moved, I noticed that his gland was slightly raised at the back of his neck and was larger than A's gland in comparison.
"I'm sorry, but your gland is a little bigger than the A I've seen before. Is this normal?"
He seemed to attract insects. While he was standing there for a while, several insects crawled over to him.
Could it be that his gland was bitten by an insect when he wasn't paying attention?
When asked about the glands, the Omega blushed and subconsciously reached out to cover the back of his neck, "Yes, yes, the glands of Os are naturally larger than those of A, and they will swell when they are close to the estrus period."
He pursed his lips nervously, and calculated with his fingers that his estrus period was approaching again.
This topic made him feel a little uncomfortable, so he changed the subject and said, "By the way, do these little bugs called bees live in that round thing?"
"Well, that's called a beehive. It's the home that bees build for themselves. They secrete honey, which smells a lot like your pheromones."
He looked at the beehive with a dazed look, and it suddenly occurred to me that he might not have drunk honey milk since he came into this world.
He looked at me, then at the hive. "Do these bees live together?"
"Yes, bees live in groups with a very strict division of labor, divided into queen bees, drones, and worker bees. The queen bee is huge and specializes in laying eggs, while the drones specialize in mating with the queen bee. Worker bees are bees with underdeveloped female reproductive organs and undertake most of the labor in the bee colony. The queen bee lays a very large number of eggs. Under suitable conditions, it can lay up to 2,000 eggs a day and night."
"Wow...you know a lot."
“It’s just common sense.”
He whispered, "It seems that the social division of labor of the Zerg is almost exactly the same as that of these little bugs. If the Zerg queen can lay this many eggs, it's no wonder that the Zerg seem to be impossible to kill... Do other insects also have this kind of division of labor?"
Me, "Insects have different habits, but the division of labor in ant colonies is similar. When the queen ant matures, her wings are broken. She is too big to move, so she is responsible for laying eggs. Male ants have sex with the queen ant, while worker ants and soldier ants are responsible for other tasks."
Omega was thoughtful after hearing this. "It seems that the queen is the core of a bug organization. If the queen is killed, will the bug organization collapse?"
"In fact, our experts have speculated before that as long as they can sneak into the Zerg nest and kill the Zerg Queen, the Zerg will be completely destroyed. Every 300 years, the Zerg's attack will weaken, so we speculate that the cycle of the replacement of the old Zerg Queen with the new one is also 300 years. However, 300 years ago, an army sneaked into the Zerg nest, but they did not find any trace of the Zerg Queen, and the mission failed."
"The only time we saw the Zerg Queen was in 1000, at the beginning of the catastrophe, in the early stages of evolution. A team attacked the Zerg nest, but our combat power was not enough to kill the Zerg Queen at that time, and only one person from the team survived. Perhaps the only way for us to eliminate the Zerg is to kill the Zerg Queen larvae during the transition between the old and new queens."
"When I came to this world, it was exactly the 300th year. I don't know if the army can seize the opportunity to eliminate the Zerg this time."
Another three hundred years?
The Zerg's decline cycle is three hundred years, and the cycle for the emergence of top-level O is also three hundred years. I don't know if there is any connection between them or if it is just a coincidence.
"I don't know the habits of the insect race, but generally, the old queen ant will lay several eggs of female ants before she dies. After these eggs hatch and fight, one will become a new queen ant."
"In a bee colony, the queen bee is also transformed from an ordinary worker bee. At the same time, there may be several worker bee larvae that successfully transform into queen bee successors. After a fierce battle, a true queen bee is born."
"In other words, if the Zerg and the Zerg have similar habits, even if you kill one Zerg Queen Larva, there will be other Zerg Queen Larvae to replace it."
Omega couldn't help but bite his lower lip when he heard this.
I changed the subject. "You said that at the beginning of evolution, a team sneaked into the hive and saw the mother hive. What does the mother hive look like? Is there any record of it?"
"There is no record of this. The team member was actually six months pregnant before she left. She managed to return to the base but then fell into a deep coma. She gave birth to a child in a coma and then died."
"When she died, she was just skin and bones, having used her life to give birth to her child."
"The child she gave birth to was the world's first Omega."
I interrupted him, "She's already six months pregnant, and you're letting her fight on the front line?"
"Wasn't the birth rate very low during that period? Why did she go to fight while pregnant?"
O bit her lower lip awkwardly. "The official explanation is that she is the fastest warrior in the entire federation. No one else can take this position."
"That team is the strongest team formed through multiple rounds of selection. Each member has special abilities that surpass ordinary people. The specialty of that female warrior is speed."
"The team members' code names are named after animals. Her code name is Rabbit. It is said that rabbits were a very fast-running animal before the disaster."
My brows twitched slightly.
I remembered the cow gene fragment present in A's body and the pig gene fragment present in O's body.
So, could it be that the female warrior contains rabbit gene fragments in her body?
When faced with the double disasters of foreign invasion and a sharp drop in fertility, did the humans in that world try to make themselves as strong as certain animals in order to survive the disaster?
Rabbits are agile and reproduce quickly.
That warrior was not only the team's agile attacker, but also a woman who could give birth to life.
“How many children did that female warrior have in her lifetime?”
Perhaps I was too serious. O's voice was timid, and she carefully observed my expression. "She only gave birth to that one Omega in her lifetime, but the birth of that Omega was the key to the continuation of the human race."
I know.
That's the only Omega mentioned in history books.
"Do you know how many children the first O gave birth to in each pregnancy?"
"Of course I know. This is something every O must learn. He can give birth to 5 to 8 children in each pregnancy, all of them are A and O, very..."
"cruel."
"What?" He asked me again, as if he didn't hear me clearly.
So I repeated it again, "I said, this is cruel."
Facing his blank gaze, "Your book wrote that he gave birth to more than 300 children in his lifetime, and he died at the age of 60. That is to say, since he reached sexual maturity, he has been having intercourse, getting pregnant, and giving birth constantly."
"On average, women get pregnant once a year, and each pregnancy lasts for nine to ten months. Most of their lives are spent in pregnancy, and the rest of their lives are spent having sex with men."
The color gradually drained from Omega's face.
I pointed to the hive. "That O looks a lot like the queen bee."
"No. In other words, he is not as good as the queen bee. At least the queen bee can rule the hive through pheromones, but the Omega can only keep reproducing until death. The one who really has the power of control is the Alpha."
"In your world, the average life expectancy of humans has reached 150 years, but he died at the age of 60. The history books say that he was born prematurely with congenital deficiencies, which made him weak, but no one can live a long life if they give birth every day for decades - did he really die of natural causes?"
Omega had no way of giving me an answer.
The boy in the evening looks particularly tender and soft against the backdrop of the sunset, but this softness is not normal.
He is like a fragile flower that cannot withstand any wind and rain. He can only be locked in a greenhouse, waiting for others to take care of him and then produce flower seeds.
Looking at his childish face that looked like a middle school student, I asked, "Do you know that you have pig genes in your body?"
"What?"
He looked at me suddenly, as if startled.
"You have pig gene fragments in your body, and the person A who came to me before had cow gene fragments in his body."
"I think maybe you should know who that A is."
O has a secret, I know it.
I mentioned to him that I had seen an A.
When I met an old friend in a foreign place, he should have asked me about A, but he didn't ask anything.
Only when you get to know each other will you deliberately keep your distance.
"Before that female warrior, there hadn't been any newborns for a long time, right?"
"……right."
"Perhaps the reason why the female warrior was codenamed Rabbit was not because she ran fast, but because a rabbit gene was injected into her body, which made her a 'rabbit'."
"Rabbit is an animal that runs fast and reproduces quickly."
"Perhaps not many people carried out genetic modification in the early days, so her position is irreplaceable."
Finally, I added, "Oh, and your glands are probably the result of gene fusion. They are not exactly the same as the genes in your limbs."
"You have more than one gene fused in you."
"The strange thing is that your gland is genetically identical to the gland of A that I have seen before. This gene cannot be found in the gene pool on Earth. It is probably unique to your world."
…
Omega was so distracted that even his eating speed slowed down.
At the table, I asked the chef to pass him the cup.
"Drink some, it can help you sleep."
"What is this...?"
"Honey and milk."
He lowered his head and took a sip, his eyes widening in surprise.
"Smells like my pheromones!"
He seemed to like the taste very much and drank it in small sips. After a while, the glass was empty.
He looked very well-behaved, like a student, as he held the glass obediently.
But in his world, he already needs to take on the responsibility of pregnancy.
Maybe what I said today had too much of an impact on him. After he finished his meal, he went back to his room to rest after a while.
I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but his glands are a little red.
Sure enough, at night, when I was still sleeping, he broke open my door and crawled towards me while tearing his clothes wildly.
Fortunately, my bed is 60 square meters, and he can't crawl to me for a while.
I stood up and pressed the call button on the bedside.
I remember his estrus period is still a few days away, how come it’s advanced?
I didn't get any fragrance on me this time.
It’s impossible that this Kayako-like crawling posture is his new way of “repaying” me.
In just a moment, he had crawled in front of me.
"Please help me!"
I pressed him down on the bed with one hand and wrapped him like a silkworm cocoon with the quilt.
"Hold on, I'll inject you with pheromones later."
"No! Not this! I want you to help me remove the gland!"
He looked like a cooked shrimp.
"This is not my gland! This gland is alive!"
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