After pretending to be O, the tyrant wants me to give birth to cubs

15 years ago, Emperor Capital Star, Royal Palace.

In front of the silver-gray building, a team is entering sequentially.

There are a total of ten people in the team, both men and women, all Omega.They all wore pure white uniforms with black membranes covering the glands on the nape of their necks, and they were all about the same age.Their personalities and appearances are different, but the only thing that remains the same is that they all have some apprehension about the future on their faces.

— except for the one at the end of the line.

It was a male Omega.The figure is a little thin, but he is about ten years old, and he is still a half-grown child.It is delicate and beautiful, with lively eyes. If it hadn't been for the wrong occasion, you might think it is an ignorant, fledgling little beast, with its eyes open, looking around curiously.

He is also very different from the rest of the team.

The others looked a little dull, as if they were used to submissiveness.Only this Omega is calm and composed, and even has extra thoughts to observe the surroundings.

After waiting for everyone in front to go in, Omega walked to the door, lowering his eyes slightly to hide himself.Then, like everyone else, let the woman in a white coat confirm her identity, then stick a new number on his wrist, and then continue to walk in.

The serial number is O-4001. He glanced at others, and they all started with O.

...renumbered.

But why is he number one now?

Where he was, his number was 105, that is to say, there were 104 people in front of him before.He remembered that the last number was 999.In other words, being able to be selected to come here is already one percent.

The O in front should stand for Omega, plus a 4, probably the fourth batch.

There is a 4 behind the 0, which indicates a deeper meaning.

For this project, not counting the early stage, thousands of "experimental subjects" have been invested in this project alone.

Yes, experimental subject.

He didn't know about this not-so-nice name until recently—he just knew that all the children living in that special orphanage were experimental subjects.

They may have families and parents, and they are not orphans; they may come from border towns, or they may be descendants of nobles; the oldest of them is no more than 15 years old, and the youngest may have just been born... But here, they only have one name, Experimental body.

It's just that the people above concealed this.Just check their bodies day after day, observe their various aspects, and prepare for a bigger goal and a deeper purpose.And he, as an "experimental subject" without any right to speak, is not qualified to ask what happened.

They did their last test three days ago.The director of the orphanage was happy to inform him that his test results were very good, so he was given a chance.

An opportunity to go to the palace and enter the next step of the plan.

While the other party was not paying attention, he secretly read the confidential documents, only to know that the remaining, unselected people would have their memories wiped and sent to remote planets.

The memory-cleaning technology is immature. If you are not careful, you will lose your life or be completely stupid. The future is uncertain. In comparison, it is a better choice to enter the next step.

Besides, there was no possibility of him escaping.

He is an Omega, still a minor child, penniless, nothing, and he just discovered another thing not long ago, the outside world is completely unknown to him, people outside have formal names, not a number The machine-like blunt coding code.

The children outside are also different from them. They don’t need to abide by precise schedules, restaurant menus that cycle once a month, mentors who seem to care but actually monitor… They just live ordinary lives, but they are very free .

free.

He didn't know if he had parents, where he came from, or if he would have a name.

...He was a little afraid that he didn't have these at all, and that even if he escaped, he would never be able to return to the original place.

Because he peeked at his profile, which read: Special offer from Project Iris.

No parents.

They should not be so arrogant as to get involved in the taboo realm of gods, thinking that they can create human beings.But even so, he tried his best to understand it with little knowledge, and he didn't quite understand the meaning of this term.

He can only take one step at a time.

to face possible futures.

The interior of the silver-gray building is even more strange pure white decoration.The pure white ceiling, floor, and walls, as well as the blindingly white and abnormal furniture and clothing of the same color, even the badges on everyone's chests are also pure white, with various codes written in black letters.

The adults were all wearing white coats, and he couldn't read the codes.He followed the team and was assigned to a single room.They are arranged according to numbers, the person with the larger number is at the back, and the person with the smaller number is at the front.When he saw that his code name was 1, Alpha, the woman in charge, took a special look at him and pointed to the first door on the left.

"You live here." She ordered briefly, "If you need anything, just press the button beside the bed."

There is a small, raised button at the head of the bed, also white.

...The people here may have some special thoughts about white.

Omega walked into the room and looked around.

The room was not big, similar to the one he had in the orphanage.There is a bed, a table, and a bathroom next to it in the corner. The color is also pure white. He thinks it will not be good if he lives for a long time.

He hates this overwhelming whiteness.

I came here after eating in the morning, and I'm not too hungry now. Omega walked around the room, saw that there were no windows here, immediately lost interest, and started to check again.

Icons of irises were found under the bed and under the table—this confirmed part of his psychological thoughts.But he was still a child, even if he thought of something, he couldn't understand it.

Time passed bit by bit, probably because the outside affairs were done.Someone knocked at the door, Omega went to open the door, and saw a little girl standing in front of him in the line just now.

The other party is also an Omega, about his age, with shoulder-length hair and a small braid in the back.As soon as he opened the door, he put on a smiling face and said in a panic, "Are you the new No. 001? They said, let me call you together and go to the central square to gather."

There is also a square here?

It is invisible from the outside, and the building is huge. Omega paused, and went with her, chatted a little on the way, and learned that the other party's number was 3006, and he came from another orphanage.

However, unlike him, the little girl entered the orphanage after she was five years old, saying that her parents had passed away.

She still has memories of the outside world, but as time goes by, she doesn't remember much.She said that the orphanage she was in did not have any children sent at birth.She came in a few days ago, and I haven't heard of other similar situations.

...In other words, he is the only child that he knows so far who has been related to the Iris Project since birth.

Along the way, half-grown children came out of the room one after another, gathered in the corridor, and all moved in one direction, like a small river, and finally all gathered in the central square.

There is a glass ceiling above the square, and Omega's eyes suddenly open up, subconsciously raising his head, looking up at the sunlight above.

The light shone on them, making their complexions even paler. Omega couldn't help but blinked.I noticed that there were also glass partitions around them, and someone was watching them in front of the French windows on the second floor.

Many people, all wearing white coats, are adults.Only the man in the middle was wearing a hat and a military uniform, and the decoration of the military uniform was also very gorgeous. Omega only found that his clothes were very beautiful. It was the first time he had seen such beautiful clothes.

The attitude of the people around him was not normal, and Omega could not distinguish clearly, vaguely perceiving that it was a complex emotion mixed with fear, awe and obedience.They bowed down in front of him in fear and reverence, bowed their heads, and completely faced the state of the superior.

Then, he noticed Omega and glanced down lightly.

This look was surprisingly cold, making Omega instantly think of the reptiles he had seen in the zoo, as if being stared at by a snake, hissing and exhaling.From the outside to the inside, has been cold to the bottom of my heart.

He immediately shivered and lowered his head, not daring to look again.

Fortunately, there were a lot of people down there, and it was a mess. The superior only glanced at it, but found nothing unusual, so he withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "So, out of the [-] embryos cultivated back then, there is only one left now?"

"...Yes, it has been sent in, and the test can start tomorrow." The female Alpha in a white coat next to him hesitated for a moment, and replied cautiously: "Dr. Song has passed away, and his disciple still failed to decipher his notes... "

"Useless things."

The man squinted his eyes, and turned his face to face the light—the light was clear at this time, reflecting his short silver sideburns and a pair of golden pupils unique to the royal family.

Full gloom flashed in the golden eyes.

The small square below began to talk, and began to explain the rules to the children step by step.He took one last look and turned to leave.

Behind him, the female Alpha breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously glanced at the Omega children below.

There was a bit of genuine pity in her eyes.

……

Omega begins life in "Iris".

For him, it was just a change of place and continued monitoring.There is still a prescribed schedule every day, and many teachers will come to teach them every day.The adults never had extra contact with them, and even their voices were as smooth as a machine during lectures.

Omega is the smarter one and rarely makes mistakes.But even so, the teachers did not show any appreciation, let alone praise.

They follow the script, as if they were just mechanically completing tasks.It doesn't matter how well you teach or how well your students learn.They are even more indifferent to what their origins are, and don't care.

This is totally abnormal.

He was getting bored, but they weren't allowed to go out.Every day when he went to the restaurant for dinner, the braided Omega girl would occasionally join him and chat for a few days.Since they didn't have anything new to talk about, they only had a few dry words in the end, which made him not want to have dinner with her anymore.

A week later, he, the girl with braids, and several other high-ranking Omegas were called by adults to draw blood.

He was number 001 and the first to end.The corridor was quiet, Omega walked back, and saw a person standing at the door of his room from a distance.

He was a half-grown boy not much older than him, with silver hair that was half-length and not short, tied neatly behind his head, with dark golden eyes, too beautiful to be real, and exquisitely dressed, not a pure white uniform.

Like the most expensive and best little prince in the window.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, he turned around abruptly, saw that it was a child younger than him, and then forcibly suppressed the panic in his eyes, and said calmly, "You live here?"

Omega tilted his head, for some reason, his eyes rolled, his bright black eyes opened, revealing a cute little dimple: "No, he's not here."

He paused, then asked casually and casually: "Little brother, what do you want from him?"

The "little prince" suddenly showed disappointment, lowered his eyes, and muttered to himself in displeasure, "I managed to sneak out once..."

Omega just looked at him, still waiting for his answer to the first question.But after a while, the "little prince" raised his chin expensively: "Then you know, when will he come back?"

"You don't answer me," Omega said slowly and deliberately, "I don't want to answer you either."

He finally came to an outsider, and he still wanted to say something.

...don't let him go easily.

"little Prince":? ? ?

He was dumbfounded, as if he had seen the strangest thing in the world, and encountered the strangest thing. Omega didn't speak, but gradually released a wisp of fragrant fragrance from his body without making a sound.

Like a rose, and like some kind of top-notch temptation.

The boy opposite was about to speak when he froze.He couldn't help taking a deep breath, and suddenly felt something was wrong, and then, under Omega's rolled-up cuffs, he saw a needle hole on his snow-white arm.

The pheromone contained in Omega's blood is more concentrated.

No wonder……

He blushed instantly, took a big step back, turned around and ran, still stammering and leaving a sentence——

"I... have never had anyone dare, dare to talk to me like this!"

"You wait!"

The author has something to say: Humph] How could my total attack of [-] meters be picked up and shaken by you?

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