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It seemed as if I felt the cold liquid flowing through my blood vessels and dissolved in my body. I didn't know what would change waiting for her. Wen Ying suddenly felt a chill behind her and she suddenly shivered.

"I only know I'm afraid now?" Chris asked.

"I'm afraid that I will die, and you will always be trapped in the soul film." Wen Ying said, "By the way, when will you leave? Are you going to stay with me forever?"

"I'm with you, won't it be good..."

Before he finished speaking the word "分" on his tail, she held it to the alcohol lamp used in the experiment. The 360℃ fire temperature made the metal plate sizzle, and Chris's scalp tingled, "Hi Dear, why are you breathing well? I need time. I can leave when the time is mature."

Wen Ying asked suspiciously, "What do you don't need me to do?"

"No need for the time being." He did not insist, but gave a more convincing answer, "If necessary, I promise you will ask you, okay?"

She rolled her eyes in his stingy tone, "You'd better never bother me."

After the two of them finished speaking, she just packed everything and was about to leave the laboratory, but suddenly she heard Chris calling her: "Wait!"

"What's wrong?"

"Your temperature is wrong, it's rising."

The soul film can detect the owner's physical condition, and Chris temporarily acted as a home doctor.

"How many degrees?"

“It’s 41 degrees now.”

For people in the Great Universe era, 41 degrees is also a normal temperature, but Wen Ying's body temperature was 38 degrees, and it was abnormal that she suddenly rose by 3 degrees. She found the experimental record book and recorded the situation truthfully. Then she opened the laboratory door in her big pocket in her white coat.

For some reason, she felt dizzy in her head for less than a second, so she did not receive another reminder from Chris.

“It’s 43 degrees now—”

When Wen Ying walked out of the laboratory, she was stabbed by the light outside, aggravating her dizziness. Under her raising her hand, the aperture of the sunlight shining away, and she suddenly saw Cyril standing in the sunlight.

He stood upright, his light blonde hair sticking to his scalp. Compared to his embarrassed appearance in the North District of Randal Star, he looked energetic and radiant.

There were many passing omegas around, exclaiming, and exchanging information while whispering, and their eyes walked back and forth between him and Wen Ying.

But now, this obviously cannot arouse Wen Ying's interest. She only felt her cheeks were a little hot and wanted to go back to the dormitory to wash her face.

"Bier." Cyril walked two steps closer and called her.

Thinking of the time she went to the Military Department to find him, the roles of the two seemed to have fallen.

Because of the discomfort, she didn't speak very well, "What are you doing here?"

Cyril paused, probably because he had never seen her speak to herself in such a tone that he could not react.

"I came to you for..."

Before he could finish his words, Wen Ying suddenly grabbed his wrist.

She frowned and took a light breath, and pulled the person away without saying a word, causing great surprise to Omega along the way.

What a strong omega!

She dragged people all the way into the empty classroom. This is a venue for physical training. Wen Ying often exercises and improves her physical fitness, but the training hall in Omega exclusive academy is probably the highest idle rate in all schools. So a huge venue is empty, which is suitable for them to avoid people talking.

"I want to say sorry to you." Cyril noticed that she seemed to be angry for no reason and spoke first, "I didn't know you deeply before, so I misinterpreted your behavior. I didn't expect you to be because of this... Bier, I think I misunderstood you, sorry."

Long and sincere speeches are simply shocking for alpha!

You know, even the time she saved him, she didn't let him say such a long sentence. She was just "sorry" and "thank you". This is already very difficult for people who have always been forcing face.

However, for Wen Ying, his sudden apology made her confused.

Suddenly, she heard a "hehe" laughter coming from her head. She used her mental power to communicate with Chris: "What did you do?"

"No!"

Chris refused to admit it.

The original intention of his posting of the recording was to urge the other party to quickly get things done about Allen. But he did he hesitate to send it to Cyril. He just thought that perhaps the person she wanted to tell the most was not himself. Seeing that she was in trouble, if Cyril was so angry and did something that made her sad, there would be endless troubles! So he made the recording pass with his heart.

He regretted it after sending it, especially when he saw the other party coming to find her so eagerly, he finally realized that he might have done something stupid...

"You came to me to apologize?" Wen Ying finally turned her attention back to Cyril and asked him.

"No, I want to confirm something with you."

He looked down at her, his deep-sea blue eyes shone with waves, and his throat moved slightly. Then, in her confused eyes, he clicked on the personal terminal and played the matching picture directly to her.

Two mecha villains made murderous fighting postures in the air. One was an ordinary mecha in the Star Network and the other was a special mecha. They had completely different appearances, but the movements they made were exactly the same. Because of the movement of his wrists, the picture showed a slight flash of unstableness, but it was enough to make Wen Ying see it clearly.

She said "hmm" and didn't say anything.

In fact, she felt uncomfortable. I wondered if it was because of the increase in body temperature, but she felt a little distracted by sweating between her forehead.

"Is that Cintilella on Star Network, is it you?" Cyril asked directly.

"It's me."

She answered calmly, but Cyril hesitated, "...Really? Cintilella is training in the training hall of Sweet's house. She will make basic mistakes, but her comprehension ability is very high. The most important thing is that she has appeared recently, has risen rapidly, and has a considerable record..."

"Why is it recently? Cyrill? An omega appears in the military department. Not only do you think it's wrong, you also defend him everywhere. You said I was angry with him, yes, yes, I was angry with him, what he could do, why can't I? But in reality, my physique really can't let me try, and I have neither a venue nor a teaching, so I can only go to Star Network for training."

Cyril was stunned.

Cintilella's first battle record was that she won Chris in an underground bet. He did check it afterwards. At first, her name was not on the list, but she bribed the boss of the martial arts hall.

In reality, almost at the same time, under his threat, she asked him for a mecha.

"Your soul film is..."

"It's won by Allen."

At this moment, she no longer pretended to be gentle and charming in front of him, like a little girl who took off her mask, raising her eyebrows proudly, but she was so beautiful that it was even more dazzling.

"So……"

Cyril wanted to say something else, but Wen Ying was already annoyed. She took off her white coat for the experiment and threw it on the ground, "Since you don't believe it, why not fight directly. Do you understand Cintilella's style?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her legs had already hit her, sweeping sharply towards his chassis.

"wow!" Chris exclaimed, "Sweetheart, you're going to beat me, I want to remind you one thing: your body temperature rises to 49 degrees, exceeding the normal temperature. I think you'd better calm down first..."

"Shut up!"

She said this sentence irritably, so that Cyril was slightly confused, unable to believe it was from her mouth, but it was very similar to the Cintilella he admired.

Cyril took the move unexpectedly, but he also showed the level of a top military student. The attacks that others could hardly avoid were very easy for him. His nearly 2s-level mental power and S-level physique meant that he could control Wen Ying without any effort. But except for the surprise at the beginning, he did observe her fighting style as she said. He attacked fiercely at the beginning, which was very similar to Cintilella's style of playing. Later, both the sharp and focused eyes and the performance of being in front of him were no longer afraid or stage fright, which was no different from her.

At this time, 99% of his rationality confirmed that they were the same person.

This result flashed through his mind, causing his heart to beat faster. In fact, when she saved his companion when he was helpless, he had a subtle emotional change for her, which made him feel very novel. Even Alan had just chosen a relatively suitable future partner for him, but he had never tried to feel moved.

"You are her, why don't you tell me?" He still remembers he greeting her on Starnet.

"Are you questioning me?" Wen Ying hit his calf with a trick, but his leg muscles were as hard as a rock, and she kicked her feet and she could only grit her teeth, "What if I told you what to do? Say 'You are omega, training is meaningless to you, so you might as well find someone to marry'?"

"You are right..." Cyril smiled softly, and when he was about to say something, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

The air was filled with the breath of omega pheromone from the beginning. At first, he thought it was because of her presence, and the movement accelerated blood circulation, so the breath was particularly strong. However, more and more pheromones were moved so that alpha pheromones were secreted from his glands.

The two pheromones are entangled, constantly pulling each other.

Wen Ying's attack became slower and slower, as if she had fallen into cotton, and no matter how she made a move, she was not soft and had no strength. She finally realized that something was wrong, or that she had already discovered something was wrong at the beginning, but this was within the controllable range, which was the reaction she had expected when she was studying the potion. But now-

Cyril just realized that he was moved by her, so he naturally became more and more sensitive and harder to resist her pheromones. It was like an extreme temptation. The sweet breath made him involuntarily intoxicated, "...in estrus?" He gritted his teeth and endured, asking uncertainly.

"I don't know either!"

Wen Ying saw the blue veins on his forehead bulging, and noticed that the scene was out of control, stopped her body, and was about to turn around and run away!

However, the strong temptation was like a magnet, and alpha could not ignore the presence of her shaking in front of him. In that black and white painting, only her color was bright and brilliant, and no one could ignore it!

When the reason broke with a buzzing sound like a string, he couldn't help but hold her wrist and forcibly pulled the person into his arms. He left at least three points of strength in the fight between the two just now, but this time it was a very strong clamp, revealing the domineering of alpha.

"Cyrillic!"

Wen Ying suddenly called him, but she thought the loud voice was extremely light and low after shouting, only a little higher than Mao Hengheng.

His hands holding her waist became hot, making her waist's skin particularly sensitive and her spine slightly numb.

She had never understood the role of pheromone in information memory, and now she truly felt the uncontrollable pheromone. The breath of alpha seemed to erode her brain and persuaded her to surrender to him. She was left with only a few rationality and reluctantly thought: Could it be that the drug failed and the estrus period came early?

Cyril knew that this was wrong and tried his best to restrain himself, but he could resist Alan's pheromones for a moment, but he was increasingly unable to refuse the temptation of her pheromones. His desire to mark them became stronger and stronger, causing him to reach the back of her neck and look for the location of the glands.

Wen Ying felt a sudden chill behind her back, and a sense of panic that she was staring at by a wild beast suddenly came.

No! This won’t work!

She bit the tip of her tongue hard, and the pain made her awake for a moment. She pushed the confused man in front of her outward and stumbled into it. There was a small room in the venue. It was obviously more appropriate to lock the door and block the out-of-control alpha than running outward.

But compared to Omega's symptoms of weakening, the tempted alpha is more threatening than usual. Cyril just took a big step and grabbed her arm, and was about to regain her control.

——And the door is still far from her.

At this moment, her bracelet flashed slightly under the light, and the space button emitted a sense of light. The energy was stimulated, and the mecha suddenly appeared in the venue.

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To be continued...