After being scummed, I regained the dignity of a strong A

the boy and his cat

The half-grown boy stood at the end of the light, his hands were stained with blood, and he was in a mess. A pair of eyes that could penetrate the darkness looked directly at the crowd surrounding him, and the murderous intent in his eyes almost turned into reality.

The vast majority of these people held weapons in their hands, and they looked at the young man not only with fear, but also with unconcealable excitement and determination to win.

I don't know who fired first, breaking the deadlock, and the overwhelming rays rushed towards the boy.

These rays could easily cut off his limbs and separate him from limb to limb.

But he smiled.

After the gunfire ended, everyone frantically searched for the boy's remaining limbs and arms.

A phantom flickered in the mottled light and shadow, and a scream suddenly sounded from the crowd.

Blood spattered, the tall body was pierced by a thin arm, blood dripped from the sharp nails, and the heart was still beating in the palm of his hand.

The arm was pulled away suddenly, and the man fell to the ground, revealing the young man standing behind him.

The boy threw the blood clot in his hand casually, the high-end weapon failed to stop his footsteps, his speed was so fast that only a phantom remained, shuttling through the crowd from time to time, making it impossible for others to catch him.

The excited atmosphere suddenly changed, and the crowd began to panic and scattered in panic.

After screaming, the last person fell to the ground.

The little boy stood amidst the blood and corpses on the ground, so calm that it made people shudder.

As soon as the picture turned, he was sitting on the hospital bed with his hands wrapped in bandages, covering his beaten face, looking at the man who beat him with wet eyes, full of doubts and grievances.

The next moment, he was hugged tightly, and beside his ears was the other party's suppressed pain and choking voice.

【A Yan, promise me, forget about this power, and from now on...be an ordinary human being. 】

[Yes, Dad. 】

……

There was a faint sound coming from my ear, it was very noisy, and I was patted on the shoulder several times, which was very annoying.

Xu Yan was forced to wake up from his sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the super thick glasses of the class teacher, and then the pair of aging but shrewd eyes under the lenses.

"Xu Yan, it's you every time. If you don't hand in your homework this time, I will deduct your credits!"

Xu Yan blocked the too strong light with his arms, looked around with sleepy eyes, unable to distinguish between dream and reality for a moment.

This is the Andromeda 1 star. Because the geological climate is suitable for plant growth, it is covered with green plants and flowers all year round. It is the largest flower trading center in the empire, commonly known as the flower capital.

And he is a second-year student majoring in fine arts in the Art Department of Huadu University.

The wooden corridors are dotted in the sea of ​​flowers, and when the breeze blows, the petals are flying all over the sky.

All over the corridor, the students each found a satisfactory angle to sketch towards the flower field, only Xu Yan was lying on the lawn beside the flower field and sleeping unscrupulously.

He is tall and tall, with his sleeves rolled up casually, exposing a strong and powerful forearm. The slightly wrinkled corners of his clothes are half tucked into the waistband of his trousers, and half are exposed. His slightly long hair blocks his eyes, making the stubble on his chin more prominent. Dazzling.

The whole body is interpreting the word "rough guy".

There is an easel in front of him, the pure white canvas has been painted with various colors, brushes of different sizes and paints of various colors are thrown on the ground beside the easel.

Xu Yan rubbed her hair, lowering her eyes to hide the moment of bewilderment in the startling dream.

The corner of the mouth is raised, a dimple is exposed in the stubble, wild and sweet, and the contradiction is full of a bad man's breath.

"Teacher, did you make a mistake? I have finished my homework."

When the students saw the head teacher walking towards Xu Yan, they were already ready to watch. When they heard this, they all looked at his easel together with the head teacher.

"Teacher, Xu Dashen drew another pile of poop, this time it's red."

"No, no, this is obviously a deformed pepper."

"You guys are too vulgar, don't you think this is very similar to the crown on the head of the god of war in the myth?"

A group of students gather around to analyze and interpret Xu Yan's paintings—this is the part they look forward to most in every sketching class.

The teacher in charge stared at the graphics on the canvas, but he didn't see what the hell it was based on his artistic attainments.

His hands were shaking with anger, he pointed at the frame and looked at Xu Yan, "I asked you to draw flowers, what did you draw for me?"

Xu Yan bent down and threw the messy paintbrushes into the pen holder, then threw the tools into the toolbox, and glanced at the canvas.

"Flowers."

It was fine if he didn't explain, but when he explained, he was ridiculed by others.

Taking the picture frame off the easel and holding it in his hand, Xu Yan stood up and glanced at the other people who were staggering with smiles, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"How can a person without artistic talent appreciate the paintings of this great artist?"

Leave one sentence behind and walk away.

As a real old artist, the homeroom teacher blushed with anger, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence, "You are talking about who has no artistic talent?!"

The others packed their things silently, not daring to make a sound.

Teacher, the art he talked about is probably not the same as the art you talked about.

In the last class, Xu Yan's personal terminal suddenly received a file from the class.

Open it, and inside is a gender identification form and an application form for enlistment.

In the empire, alphas only accounted for less than 1% of the total population. For this reason, they would be forced to enlist in the army.

The elites stay in the military and are assigned to the major legions, and generally they are assigned to various planets to become members of the garrison. A few of them who are so bad are sent back to their hometowns to become part of the breeding army and contribute to the next generation of the empire.

Of course, not all alphas will be conscripted, and those whose physical or psychological quality does not meet the requirements for conscription will be kicked out, but this group of people will become the focus of the local government. If it doesn't work for two years, it will be the third year...you can't get out of this cycle until you are over 30 years old.

In such a conscription system, there are almost no alphas who escape the fate of conscription.

In contrast, omega who are naturally weak and have a fixed courtship period do not need to enlist in the army, while betas can enlist voluntarily.

The homeroom teacher Shi Shiran walked in from the outside with his hands behind his back, and helped the mirror frame amidst the lively discussions.

"Within a week, everyone fills in the form and sends it to me. The old rules are linked to credits. Don't take chances."

The only two alphas left in the class hugged each other and cried, and the others were not at ease.

Although the gender attribute is determined at birth, a small number of people will undergo secondary differentiation and change gender before the age of 25.

The annual conscription is held in April every year, and all people above and below the age of 25 have to re-test their genes. The test results are directly stored in the Imperial Gene Bank, and no one can cheat.

The head teacher looked at Xu Yan who was sitting in the corner of the last row.

"Xu Yan, especially you, weekend, no, tomorrow you go for testing."

The others looked at him in unison.

If anyone in the class is most likely to split up again, it must be Xu Yan.

No matter in terms of appearance or personality, he has nothing to do with omega at all. If there is anything else, his orange blossom-flavored pheromone is quite refreshing.

But this little freshness put on him not only didn't add a bit of omega temperament to him, but collided with that rough body to create a strange charm, which made omegas blush and heartbeat, and alphas couldn't stop.

Xu Yan was admiring his masterpiece, when he was suddenly named, he looked over innocently, "I am omega, pure."

There was still a bit of grievance in the voice.

The homeroom teacher didn't buy his behavior, "I don't care if you're pure or a jerk, I'll see the report you submitted the day after tomorrow."

Alpha Zhao Yue, who was sitting next to him, patted him on the shoulder, wiping away his tears, "Go get tested, brother, and find your true self."

Xu Yan: "..."

There were only a few people on the public suspension vehicle. Xu Yan sat by the window and looked out of the window with his hands raised.

A news bulletin playing in the car—

[Zergs have entered a dormant period, for safety reasons, citizens are requested not to go alone to areas where Zergs are frequently infested...]

[The Legion of Glory has arrived at Military Star on the morning of the 18th. So far, all the legions that have gone out have returned, officially ushering in a two-month truce...]

[Recently, someone anonymously reported that an omega entered the military headquarters under the guise of an alpha. At the time of the incident, he was already a lieutenant colonel. The person involved has been dismissed and investigated. The case is still under further investigation...]

In the empire, omega is as precious as alpha.

In view of the omega's physique and frequent courtship periods, although the law does not stipulate that an omega cannot join the army, even if it is good enough, entering the military can only be engaged in civilian logistics work.

Xu Yan yawned, "He fights and kills all day, rude."

When he arrived at the station, he got out of the car with the picture frame.

At the end of the road there is a single-family house, old but large in size, with windmills and jasmines crawling on the outer walls, some hanging on the swings in the corners, roses hanging upside down on the fence, and a thick layer of grass on the ground in the front yard. petal.

This is Xu Yan's home.

As soon as he walked in, there was a burst of footsteps and a cheerful cry from behind him.

"Xu Xiaohua, your courier!"

Xu Yan turned around and saw that it was Xin Yan, the grandson of the neighbor Aunt Zhang's family, a lively omega who had just celebrated his 14th birthday not long ago.

Xin Yan stepped on the fence, climbed up quickly, and waved the package in his hand to Xu Yan, "Your courier is being delivered by the dedicated courier Xin Yan, please sign for it~"

Seeing what he was holding in his hand, Xu Yan's expression changed slightly, he pressed down on the brim of his hat, took it, and gave him a headache, "Don't call me by my nickname."

Xin Yan rubbed his sore forehead, "Brother Xiaohua, why did your express delivery arrive at my house? Are you too confused?"

Xu Yan took out a piece of candy from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand, "Here, express fee, you can go home now."

"Don't think that a piece of candy can get rid of me, I've grown up already!" Xin Yan stuffed the candy into his mouth with bright eyes as he said, satisfied.

When going back, Xin Yan suddenly thought of something, turned to Xu Yan and said, "The Hundred Flowers Festival will be in a few days, grandma said that you are the only one in your house, and asked me to ask you to come to my house for dinner."

Xu Yan clenched the hand holding the package unconsciously, and waved to him, "I've been busy recently and don't have time to go, please help me to thank Aunt Zhang for her kindness."

"I'm tired of hearing this excuse every year." Xin Yan muttered in a low voice and walked away.

After the people left, the smile on his face disappeared without a trace, and he stopped in place for a long time before walking towards the door.

As soon as he stepped in, he heard a rustling sound in his ears. He looked in the direction of the sound vigilantly, and saw a kitten fluttering in the petals.

It looked only a little bigger than the palm of an adult, and its fur was snow-white without any impurities, so it was hard to find it hidden among the yellow petals.

Seemingly noticing his gaze, the kitten with petals on its head looked over with big watery eyes, and let out a childish cry, "Meow..." The voice was soft and soft, coquettish, listen It made my heart tremble.

As soon as he let go, the picture frame and package fell to the ground, and Xu Yan turned and ran towards it quickly.

"Xiangxiang!"