The Shame of the A World and the Light of the O World

Thomas no longer underestimated every game.

No, "Endless Survival" is no longer a simple game for him, but a battlefield.

I used to play games half for fun and half for entertainment, but now I am so serious that I can be called a model.

Nelson said with emotion: "It's good to be young. Hey! You fucking..."

Before the words of praise were finished, the screen prompted Nelson to be shot by Thomas, and the dirty technique and showmanship were exactly the same as his own.

Hart led the others to boo, and gave a song "Cool" to their beloved monitor.

Nelson waved his hands irritably on the surface: "Go, go." He secretly glanced at Thomas. There are so many people in the cooking class, and Thomas is the fastest to apply what they have learned.

Such a person would be a disgrace to the A world?

Nelson couldn't believe it: "What happened to your pheromone?"

Thomas was asked suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, and replied: "I was sick when I was young."

"What's the disease? Can it produce pheromones?"

"fever."

"Shouldn't that be brain burn?"

This is how Thomas answered, he shook his head, and said honestly: "I don't know. Actually, it's not gone, my omega and, uh..." Thomas paused, and almost said that he shouldn't have said, "Only he can smell it. "

"This is strange." Nelson has lived for so many years, and this is the first time he has heard of such a thing.

However, there are all kinds of wonders in the world, and Nelson didn't take it to heart.

Speaking of An Ning, Thomas took the opportunity to ask for leave: "Squad leader, can I ask for a day off on Saturday?"

"What are you going to do?"

Thomas grinned, "A date."

Nelson snorted and said, "Sure."

Cook leaned over: "What's your pheromone smell?"

Tangtang is an alpha, but the pheromone tastes like strawberry. Thomas shook his head with some embarrassment and said, "I won't tell you."

It's not hard to say, he always felt that only An Ning could smell it, like a mysterious bond.

Cook, a single dog who had been slammed with dog food point-to-point by Thomas on the battlefield, said: "Tch, only you omega can know, no one else can know, right?"

Thomas nodded happily.

Cook was speechless: "Then what does your omega pheromone smell like?"

Thomas pulled out a cliché: "Romantic."

Cook let out a disgusted "Hey": "You can't kill me!"

Saturday came in a blink of an eye.

Thomas didn't go home for half a year, and An Ning didn't go back after he joined the army.

The two of them didn't expect this in advance, they pushed open the door and were choked by the dust.

Even if the doors and windows are locked, there is still some dust in the house. If it is sealed for too long, the air will not circulate, and the smell of the room will not be so pleasant.

Thomas opened all the windows and left the door wide open for cleaning.

An Ning came back with him and rolled up her sleeves to help.

The cooking skills of the generals in the empire have not been lit up. After living alone for so many years, they still know how to clean up the room.

But Thomas didn't want him to be busy, so he wanted to spoil him, let him open his hands and eat.

Thomas cleaned up the living room first, pressed the person on the sofa, turned on the TV, and brought a cup of hot water: "You watch TV for a while, it will be fine soon."

The air was almost through, and Thomas turned and closed the door.

An Ning stared at the TV, staring at it, her eyes fell on Thomas involuntarily.He tried to watch TV, and after a few times, his eyes would eventually move to Thomas.

Before Thomas joined the army, the two got along like this.

No, not exactly the same.

An Ning simply turned down the volume of the TV. Thomas who was cleaning the kitchen was more attractive than the TV.

Thomas was busy, and the little tunes he hummed put An Ning in an inexplicable mood, but his personality was always cold, and ordinary people couldn't see his emotions.

"How are you doing in the cooking class?"

"That's right, didn't you find that I cooked all the dishes these days?"

An Ning showed a shallow smile: "I found out, you are the number one recently?"

Thomas was surprised: "How is that possible! However, my grades have been good recently, and I can be selected among the first few."

"Play a game later." An Ning worked overtime for a week in a row, and Thomas was busy with training recently, so the two haven't played games together for a long time.

Thomas happily said: "Okay!"

The washing machine in the bathroom made a "didi" sound.

"The sheets are washed." Thomas informed, and took the washed sheets to the balcony to dry.

The sun is just right, the breeze is blowing, and the light gray sheets are floating.Thomas stood among the sheets, shaking out the pillowcase.He was only wearing a pullover T-shirt. Although the two of them often saw each other in the military camp, it had been a long time since they wanted to meet like this.

The thin T-shirt was attached to Thomas, and the muscles of the shoulders and arms bulged, stretching the T-shirt into a beautiful arc.

An Ning sat halfway on the sofa, and when Thomas turned sideways, he could see that his alpha's chest muscles were stronger than before.

Thomas raised his arms, hung up one pillowcase, and began shaking out the second.

An Ning came to him.

Thomas was hanging the second pillowcase when he heard the sound and turned his head.

An Ning hugged him from behind, and pressed her whole body against him, spraying warm breath on the back of his neck.

Thomas held up his arms. "Tranquility?"

The tranquility ring moved to the front hand, and it landed on Thomas' abdomen: "How many abdominal muscles do you have?"

Not in the military camp, An Ning didn't use an odor suppressant. The long-awaited and elegant rose fragrance slowly penetrated into the nose and spread everywhere, like poppies, making people intoxicated.

The hand got into the edge of the T-shirt and moved against the skin.

Thomas's head buzzed, his omega slowly moved his fingers little by little, and counted softly: "One, two..."

An Ning's body temperature has never been high, and wherever her fingers touched, fires were miraculously ignited one after another on Thomas's body, crackling and burning.

"An Ning..." Thomas said hoarsely, grasping the troublesome hand, turned around, and lowered his head, "Go into the room, I'll take off my clothes, you count slowly, okay?"

Their foreheads were against their foreheads, their noses were against their noses, and An Ning's voice of promise was like a murmur, like a moan, soft and captivating, even more fatally attractive than the pheromones in estrus.

Thomas couldn't bear it anymore and bit An Ning's lips.

In a tight hug, An Ning opened her mouth, and the two kissed deeply.

Counting the abdominal muscles is worse than counting how many times you have done it.

Lunch was delayed by nearly two hours.

Thomas kissed An Ning's forehead: "I'll cook."

"Order takeaway." He was going back to the barracks at night, and there was not much time left.

"There isn't any delicious takeaway nearby, are you not used to it? Besides, I haven't been back for a long time, let me show you."

Before meeting Thomas, An Ning was relying on takeaways and cafeterias.Why, in Thomas' eyes, did he become squeamish instead?

An Ning has always hated being underestimated, and Thomas said so, but she didn't feel any resistance.

"I can eat what you made when I go back."

The person who had just been tossed about for a few hours was exhausted, spoke with a strong nasal voice, and had watery eyes. He clearly said a tough imperative sentence, but what Thomas remembered was the appearance of being peaceful and willing to ask for anything, and his heart was so soft Mess.

"So you believe that I can win?"

An Ning looked straight at him: "Yes."

Thomas leaned over and kissed him again, and the brain of the fed alpha became more active than usual: "Give me a bite, and I will serve you for the rest of my life."

"One bite" blinked and agreed.

It was rare to be so unrestrained, no one was watching, and the two let themselves have lunch on the bed.

After eating the takeaway, An Ning regained his strength, recalled what he said not long ago, picked up the communicator and asked Thomas to play the game.

Thomas had never played the game face-to-face with him, so he felt the novelty for a while. After playing for less than 10 minutes, he was attracted by An Ning's focused appearance.

No matter what he does, An Ning is so focused, even if it is cooking, which he is not good at.

Infected by him, Thomas sat cross-legged on the bed with his back straight.

According to the old rules, An Ning was in charge of commanding. At the end of the first game, An Ning asked Thomas, "Do you want to command?"

"Okay, it's just that my commanding skills are too poor, so don't blame me if you die."

"No, everyone goes from bad to good."

When his own omega opened his mouth, Thomas would never refuse no matter what. Even if he sometimes failed due to his command mistakes, An Ning did not blame him, patiently replayed the game, and told Thomas what the best choice was just now.

In addition to letting Thomas command, An Ning also asked him to try more in various positions such as the assault position and the sniper position.

When it comes to playing games, Thomas feels like a mirror in his heart. Like the people in the cooking class, An Ning uses games to guide him to familiarize himself with various combat skills.

After playing seven or eight games in a row, Thomas felt very good in his hands, commanded with ease, and even made fewer and fewer mistakes.

This round of "Endless Survival" is coming to an end under his command. Now there are four survivors on the battlefield, two of them are Thomas and An Ning, and the other two are also from the same team.They hid in the house, no matter how seduced by Thomas and An Ning, they never showed up.

This scene is very embarrassing. Thomas and An Ning charge forward, and they will definitely be shot by the other party.The other party came out of the room and confronted him, but the result was the same.

The circle of safety keeps changing and shrinking over time.

It is said that it is a game based on technology, but luck actually accounts for a large part.

Thomas ran out of ideas and asked An Ning for help: "What should we do now?" He and An Ning squatted behind the boulder like headless chickens.

An Ning opened her backpack to check the guns and ammunition: "I still have 37 rounds of ammunition and a grenade, what about you?"

"There are plenty of bullets."

"Where's the grenade?"

"No." Thomas asked curiously, "Why do you ask about the grenade? The enemy's distance is too far, and the grenade can't be thrown at all."

"Just throw it in the past."

Thomas was stunned, and looked at An Ning involuntarily: "What?"

An Ning stared at the screen and switched the control interface: "Give me fifty bullets, and you will help me suppress them with firepower in a while. I will rush over. If I can't kill them, I will detonate the grenade."

Thomas raised his voice in vain: "You let me watch you die?"

"It's not death." An Ning turned to look at him, "Only in this way can we win."

"Then I'll go."

"You are not as good as me in shooting and positioning. What if you die without getting close to them? Who will give me firepower?"

"You want me to sacrifice you in exchange for victory? An Ning, I'm sorry, I can't do it." Although it was just a game, Thomas had never done this. Whether he was hypocritical or busy, An Ning was right in front of him. , playing the game seriously, sometimes he frowned, and sometimes relaxed the corners of his mouth, which was different from any previous experience in playing games, as if they were on the battlefield now, and he couldn't watch An Ning go to die, "And other countermeasures."

"This is the best way." When the two of them didn't realize it, An Ning took back the command. "The security circle is being refreshed. If we are in the poisonous circle, instead of waiting and having to run out, it is better to strike first."

Thomas frowned, and his fingers were firmly on the communicator. Although he didn't speak, the word "Reject" was written on his face.

An Ning's tone was serious, with blame: "This is a battlefield, and personal safety is secondary."

Thomas was scolded by him, and his head was dizzy: "But, this is just a game."

"Since it's a game, why don't you let me trade death for victory?"

Thomas was questioned by An Ning, he hesitated for a long time, and squeezed out a sentence: "Just, I just don't want to watch you die."

"This is just a game, what if it's a real battlefield?"

"No! If that's the case, I won't sacrifice you either." Thomas was taken aback by An Ning's expression, and forgot that the communicator was still in his hand. He reached out to hug An Ning, but his fingers accidentally touched the screen , The person hiding behind the stone moved, followed by gunshots.

Game over.

Thomas died, no one helped Anning suppress the firepower, the security circle was refreshed, and Anning was unfortunately within the range of the poisonous circle.

If you move, you die; if you don't move, you die.

Not long after, the word gameover also appeared on An Ning's screen.

Thomas hung his head and said, "I'm sorry."

An Ning looked at him: "We had a chance to win, because you didn't have a sense of the overall situation, so we all lost. If it was on the battlefield, it would be meaningless to die in battle. Compared with your protection, I would rather die well, At least that would make me proud."

"You protect the empire, I protect you."

The old oath was still in his ears, and every word An Ning said hit Thomas's heart. He lowered his head and said after a long time: "I'm sorry, if I am better than you, I will definitely do what you say."

"Why do you think I can watch you die?" An Ning laughed angrily, "It's not fair."

Thomas raised his head sharply, and the frustration in his eyes was swept away. His eyes were bright, and then dimmed again.

"An Ning, An Ning, I..." Thomas' language system malfunctioned. He wanted to confess to An Ning and apologize to An Ning. On Omega's neck, he sniffed his pheromone and assured, "I still have a lot to learn, don't dislike me, I will catch up with you one day."

An Ning shook her head with a smile, put her hand on Thomas' arm and squeezed it: "Yes, I will."