Chapter 9: Is the Compatibility Too High?
Shen Zhuo cried out in surprise as warmth suddenly enveloped him from behind, the tall body pressed against his slender back.
Fingers with long joints cradled the youth’s pale neck, and the other hand restrained his waist.
Forceful, but not painful.
Scorching, damp breath poured onto his shoulder, sharp canine teeth biting into the tender gland.
Shen Zhuo’s whole body tensed up, eyes tightly shut, trembling without stop.
He mustered all his strength to suppress his pheromones and not counterattack the alpha behind him.
In his previous life, Feng Ming, though outwardly gentle, had never marked him because of the forced marriage, and this is… the first time.
But the canine teeth only grazed the delicate gland without penetrating.
After a long while, Du Xun released his hand, his forehead and back of the hand covered in prominent veins.
“I don’t want to force you, when you’re willing, I will fully mark you.”
The expected pain did not come.
Shen Zhuo braced himself against the table, panting heavily, his tear-reddened eyes moist beneath the fluttering lashes, a flush rising on his cheeks.
He looked hazily through the haze at the alpha’s face, no different from usual.
But clearly, he had sensed this person’s emotions just now.
If he wasn’t sure Du Xun had no murderous intent towards him, Shen Zhuo might have drawn the tactical dagger at his waist.
-That gaze was like a wild beast on the verge of madness, enduring for a long time in the abyss.
What’s wrong with this person?
What he just heard in his mind was also…
“Commander Du Xun.” Shen Zhuo called out to the retreating Du Xun.
“What is it?”
“Nothing.”
It’s better not to provoke the Commander-in-Chief.
The youth’s eyes were still moist, his cheeks flushed a vivid pink, dazzlingly beautiful.
“Then I’ll see you in a month.”
Du Xun left in a hurry, seemingly unaffected by the pheromone chaos.
It was more like he was fleeing.
It was only after Du Xun truly left that Shen Zhuo felt like he could finally breathe fresh air.
His chest heaving, he leaned against the wall in a daze.
An omega’s gland is delicate and sensitive.
Although Shen Zhuo reckoned his rank was not much lower than Du Xun’s, there is still a difference between AO.
His gland was now vaguely burning.
“Is the compatibility a bit too high…”
Just by being embraced, he was almost driven into heat.
Shen Zhuo, supporting himself on the wall, stumbled to the medicine cabinet and found an inhibitor shot to inject into his arm.
After the turmoil in his body gradually subsided, Shen Zhuo went to find the towel he had used earlier, only to discover it was missing.
Xia Dou poked her head cautiously through the door. Seeing no one, she hurriedly ran up to Shen Zhuo, pulling a folded paper from the pocket at her side:
“This is something Commander Du Xun left for you, he said it should be helpful to you.”
Shen Zhuo took it and opened it, his gaze pausing when he saw certain two words.
“It is indeed helpful.”
The paper contained the roster of the entrance examination personnel for the Ares Military Academy.
Not far from Shen Zhuo’s own name, two words stood out starkly –
Xun Qing.
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Chapter 10: The Scumbag’s Conditions
Originally in the plot, his gland would have been given to Xun Qing, allowing the protagonist to enter the military academy.
Now, with his dried-up gland, he has occupied a spot in the entrance exam, and perhaps Feng Ming had already paved the way for him.
This world ultimately revolves around the will of the protagonists, but Shen Zhuo does not feel it is unfair.
The world has always been this way.
“Help me send a letter over there.”
Shen Zhuo had Xia Dou fetch some stationery, wrote a few lines on it, and handed it to her.
Although he could use text messages or even make a call, Shen Zhuo felt that writing some words himself would be more sincere.
“Yes, young master.”
Xia Dou took the letter and noticed the inhibitor on the table next to Shen Zhuo:
“Young master, isn’t your heat not now?”
“Mm…” Shen Zhuo thought for a moment, “Also, help me check the compatibility between me and Commander Du Xun.”
He felt their compatibility must be very high.
He wasn’t sure if that was good or bad.
On the other side, in the Military Headquarters office.
Du Xun held the just-printed test report in his hand, silently staring at the red numbers at the bottom.
No wonder just a hug was enough to…
Du Xun glanced down at his own ***.
Even the inhibitor didn’t work.
Such a high compatibility is like the most potent aphrodisiac.
Just blending their pheromones can achieve the height of ecstasy.
Let alone when a full bond is formed.
The usually cold and indifferent Commander-in-Chief took several hours to recover his composure.
A few hours later, the adjutant brought a message.
Saying the Second Prince wanted to see the Commander.
Du Xun coldly said, “Don’t see him.”
Adjutant Ji Wei frowned deeply:
“Boss, after all, he’s from the royal family, you should see him, otherwise it won’t be easy to explain to the Queen.”
Du Xun was virtually manipulating the flags on the sand table, having acquired the ability [Virtual Sand Table] on his 12th birthday.
Able to project a sand table in front of him and simulate over 90% of possible battle situations —
Without any human intervention.
Du Xun didn’t even look up:
“If he has so much time, he’d better worry about how his wife won’t die in the entrance exam.”
Ji Wei laughed bitterly:
“The prince came precisely for this matter.”
Du Xun finally diverted his gaze, as if thinking of something, glanced at the adjutant, and waved his hand to dismiss the sand table.
“Let him in.”
Feng Ming and Du Xun were not far apart in age, but the inexperienced crown prince was indeed more youthful than the one who had been through bloodshed and turmoil.
When the alpha pushed open the door and entered the office, Du Xun was cleaning his own handgun.
“I want to make a deal with you.”
Feng Ming got straight to the point, having just finished the wedding and rushed to the military headquarters without even changing out of his suit.
It was clear he was in a great hurry.
Although he had temporarily replaced the bride, royal scandals were always abundant.
After the news of the Third Prince cheating on 18 omegas in one go, no one cared who Feng Ming had married.
Du Xun did not speak, the soft fabric gently wiping the gun barrel, leaving a faint lotus fragrance.
Feng Ming found it familiar, but couldn’t quite place it, so he didn’t bother thinking too much:
“Commander Du Xun, you will be satisfied with this.”
“Speak.”
One word, like a shattering of gold and jade.
“The ownership of the armory, in exchange for my wife Xun Qing’s admission.”
Du Xun finally gave him a glance.
Feng Ming couldn’t decipher Du Xun’s attitude, only feeling that this gaze was full of scrutiny.
But he was still determined to get what he wanted.
No one would refuse the temptation of the armory.
Especially not the Commander-in-Chief who already controlled the military.
Du Xun began to wipe the bullets, letting each one be wrapped in the cold pheromones:
“But as far as I know, the young master of the Shen family broke off the engagement with you, and General Shen has even severed ties with you.”
Feng Ming’s smile on his face suddenly froze.
He hadn’t told anyone about this.
How did this person know?!
“It was a misunderstanding, Xiao Zhuo realized that I like Qing Qing, so he was willing to step aside, and now we’re still good friends like before.”
Du Xun raised his gray-blue eyes, with a hint of a smile:
“Is that so?”
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