The moment the mecha appeared, the mechanical fingers clenched violently and punched Cyril out!
The limbs of the girl-shaped mech looked slender and weak, but the hardness of the metal material was daunting. Under Chris's angry and out-of-control control, the force of this punch was enough to make an ordinary Alpha fall into a coma.
And the mighty Alpha in front of the mech was knocked down on the floor of the arena, his waist and abdomen were hit by a meteorite, his blood surged and he coughed violently. Cyril has been tempered by the family for many years, and he is much better than ordinary Alphas. The huge impact made his mind clear for a moment, and instead of capturing the Omega that tempted him, he watched her being sent into the cockpit by the mechanical arm with an almost gentle gesture.
The mecha, which originally wanted to confront him again, retracted its wings behind its back after she was safely sent back, and automatically switched modes.
The strange thing is that he didn't see any operation of her to activate the mecha. Then, how was the mecha activated
In the mecha cabin, the interior layout has been switched to a relaxed daily mode by Chris. In addition to the more comfortable style in the console area, there is also a couch and other furniture in the rear. The mech was designed from the beginning to be used by combatants when they are relaxing. It's just that under normal circumstances, Wen Ying uses the combat mode.
Wen Ying stumbled into the cockpit, and the hatch closed immediately, blocking the Omega's pheromone out. She covered her beating heart with "Bang Bang" and almost threw herself on the sofa, and cried out weakly: "Chris..."
"I am here!"
His low voice came from all directions, as if everywhere, wrapping her in a safe place. Without the interference of the Alpha pheromone that almost made her lose her soul, the sense of panic in her heart slowly subsided. Never before had he made her feel at ease like now.
"Experiment notebook..."
As soon as she said this word, the door of the mecha cabin opened again, and the white coat she had dropped on the ground was put on the door by the mechanical arm, and then there was a buoyancy force out of thin air, and it was sent to her. Like magic, the notebook in the big pocket floated out of the air and landed in front of her.
This was obviously done by Chris. His mental strength after exercise can do this, but he can only try to pick up lighter objects.
Wen Ying resisted the discomfort and went to look through the records. After seeing clearly, the force of her support broke down, and the record book slipped from her hand and fell to the ground. The feeling of fighting against the raging lust in her body was too painful, which made her frown tightly, and her fingertips clenched the armrest of the sofa.
Thinking about it now, her impatience with Cyril at the beginning, and her impatience to get him to leave as soon as possible after getting the answer, may be the precursor to the estrus.
At this moment, a wind-like touch blew across her forehead, as if someone with a fever was testing the temperature on the back of his hand, and the difference in temperature brought a cool and comfortable feeling.
Wen Ying couldn't help but let out a low moan.
"Still feeling sick?" Chris asked, his voice rustling in her ears like a magnet.
"Hmm... what about body temperature?"
"Keep it at 49 degrees." There was a short pause after his voice fell, and then he seemed to suppress his emotions, "If the estrus is early, then someone must mark it, otherwise..."
Feeling her own situation, Wen Ying shook her head with difficulty and said, "No, the dose injected into my body is only one-tenth of the finished medicine..."
There won’t be another Omega in this world for her to experiment with. The mouse proposed by Chris is useless. The only thing that can be used is a beast in estrus, but it’s too noisy, and she doesn’t have that much energy. ship it in. When she couldn't find other experimental subjects, she wanted to use herself to make a simple attempt.
In her mind, the Omega exclusive academy was her protective layer. She and other Omega couldn't carry out marking mating. At most, she was mistaken for illness or the estrous period came early, so she would feel relieved to do the experiment. In fact, if Cyril hadn't appeared suddenly, and the Alpha pheromone stimulated the Omega pheromone, which produced a linkage reaction with it, her reaction would probably not have been so obvious.
"Even if it's only one tenth, it still can't completely eliminate the possibility." He said, the mech started to run, and seemed to be about to leave the training venue.
"Don't move, Chris..." She took a breath, "You don't understand, if it's a real heat... um..." Then she should have lost control.
Omega, like Alpha, will lose her mind during estrus, and only think about being marked, possessed, and mated with others. However, although her consciousness is blurred and her body feels a strong sense of emptiness, she still has a little sober reason, as if When a person has a nightmare, two selves often appear, one is struggling, and the other is soberly looking at the struggling self, trying to get rid of the nightmare and wake up completely.
This is very difficult, the process of struggle makes her like a small boat floating on the waves, she will be swallowed by the shocking waves if she is not careful. She felt as if she had lost her perception of the outside world, only the resistance and struggle against the most primitive desires in her body remained.
"Beatrice?"
In a daze, she heard someone calling her, and then in the deep darkness, there was a filament of white light like an arc of lightning, flashing past!
She grabbed it subconsciously!
In an instant, a feeling like electricity spread throughout her body, she trembled slightly, but only vaguely realized that it was spiritual power.
Chris just used his mental power to test her, but he didn't expect that ray of mental power would be entangled by her, entangled like a vine, and instantly numb!
Even though he was used to having contact with her when he was practicing the mecha, Chris would always control it moderately, only as a connection between her and the mecha. But now, her spiritual power entangled him like several slender threads, which made him feel the feeling of over-testing her for the first time, and he trembled endlessly!
"Beatrice, let go first..."
His voice was hoarse, and he could feel that he was forcibly restraining himself from the suppressed panting.
"No… "
She refuses. She was like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw and holding on to it tightly. When she was choking on the water, it allowed her to surface for a little breath and made her feel comfortable.
On the sofa, the Omega girl lay there curled up, her snow-white skin was in stark contrast to the dark cortex, her shiny blond hair was in a mess, her blouse was rolled high on her waist, and she convulsed slightly from time to time. Just now, she was still twitching and frowning because of enduring the pain, but now she is much better, only her flushed cheeks show that she is still not calm.
"You're right, it's just a false estrus, you'll be fine if you bear it..."
He knew she could hear him, and while coaxing her, he used the rest of his mental power to free the entangled one, but when he tried to test her, he was suddenly entangled by her, like a thin cocoon. The silk is intertwined, entangled, and wrapped, and it is like two electric grids, which produce crackling sparks when intertwined.
Almost in an instant, their mental powers overlapped together, and a turbulent feeling hit the shore. It was a tingling sensation that almost made the scalp tingle, and it exploded in the minds of the two of them!
Chris suddenly lost the ability to speak.
Afterwards, her indicators gradually returned to a normal state. Chris, who had been paying attention, suppressed the inexplicable emotions in his body, and forcibly distracted himself from the observation of her indicators. If he still had hands, they must have been tightly clenched into fists.
He has never been like this for a moment, he has become accustomed to the existence of a spirit body, and has a strong urge to have a physical body.
At least he can't be like Cyril, he can't be her partner, he can't hug her, he can't kiss her, she doesn't even know what he looks like now—
All of a sudden, the soul sheet burst into light, as if something broke free from it!
On the sofa, Wen Ying slowly opened her eyes, her green eyes were filled with mist, she blinked slowly, and then froze.
For a moment, she seemed to see Chris in his original form, wearing a crisp dark military uniform with loose buttons, shirt loosely tied into military trousers, a naughty smile on his lips, everything They all seemed to show his lawless character, only those eyes as thick as the dark night revealed a deep-seated tenderness.
As if he had come to her, he bent down and left a cherished kiss on her forehead, which disappeared instantly.
"Chris..."
When Wen Ying came out of the mecha, it had been a while, but Cyril was still waiting for her outside.
Without the lure of Omega pheromones, he had already recovered his calm. It was just that he was hit by a mecha just now, and he fell into a semi-comatose state. After taking the medicine he carried with him, he slowly recovered, and he looked a bit embarrassed. Compared to him, Wen Ying looked much refreshed. She also took a bath in the mecha cabin under the life mode, the original strong pheromone left only a faint lingering sweetness, which would not be too much, and would only make people feel comfortable.
He pressed his forehead, "What happened just now... I'm sorry." He felt that he could hardly count how many times he had said sorry to her during this time, which was really unusual for Alpha.
Wen Ying shook her head, and handed him one of the medicines in her pocket, "It's my problem. I made this myself, and the medicine works well, here it is."
Cyril had used the sobriety agent she gave, and to be honest, it was better than the one specially provided by Sweet’s family. At least the general sobriety agent could not resist the temptation of Omega pheromone for a long time. But he took the small bottle, rubbed it twice with his fingertips, put it in his pocket, and didn't use it.
"Just now in the mecha..." He paused, and changed the way of asking, "The heat period must be marked by someone, are you okay?"
She hesitated for a moment, and replied: "It's just a sign of the estrus period. You don't need to mark it. I will ask the instructor about the specific situation later. You don't have to worry."
Hearing this, Cyril looked down at her for a moment, then nodded, "I see." For some reason, he always felt that she was not telling the truth. He had never seen such a strong omen, which was almost comparable to the estrus period. Even the time is much longer.
If he hadn't known that this was a one-man mecha, and that it couldn't carry people when it became a space button, he would almost have thought that there was another Alpha inside.