I'm a mustard omega

I don't know what kind of Omega my dad chooses is necessarily related to which Alpha I choose, but I still took the advice of the old mayor graciously.

When I found my dad, he was sitting at the door of my house supervising Yan Jiuxiao and Cheng Qianli building the wall.

Yan Jiuxiao and Cheng Qianli were so busy that they were sweating profusely, and the bricks and concrete were flying up and down in the air like they were doing acrobatics, which made people dazzled.

In order to prevent the two of them from being distracted and the bricks flying around and hurting innocent people, I immediately squatted behind the green belt, put on a hat, sunglasses and a mask, and held up a pitch-black umbrella, sneaking up on me like a thief. In front of Dad, Mimi called softly: "Dad."

My dad turned his head sharply and almost jumped up in fright.

Naturally, I refused to give him a chance to jump up. I immediately threw the umbrella over his mouth and dragged him to the green belt where I just hid.

When my dad saw it was me, he was so angry that his eyes were tearing apart and his crown was about to burst into smoke.

I immediately pressed my dad's shoulder tightly to prevent him from revealing my whereabouts, and explained by the way: "Dad, don't get excited, I just want to ask a question."

My dad's fair skin was so angry that it turned red and black, but he struggled several times but couldn't stand up, so he had to sneak and hide under the green belt with me. He asked, "Do you have sores on the soles of your feet?"

I'm not in the mood to pay attention to my dad's cold humor that I don't know what year it is. After all, my birthday is coming soon after I wasted about doing nothing for almost a week. I asked straightforwardly without thinking: "The old mayor asked me to ask You, if you could choose between an S-level Omega and an A-level Omega, which one would you choose?"

My Father--

My dad, who was so angry just now that he wanted to strangle me to death, suddenly became serious for no reason. He thought hard for a few seconds, and suddenly said to me as if he was dead: "I don't regret it!"

I--

I don't know why my dad was so sad about such a bland multiple-choice question, as if he wanted a strong man to sacrifice his life for righteousness. I calmly and earnestly asked: "So, which one do you choose?"

My Father--

My dad felt ashamed of my inquisitiveness and prying into people's psychology: "Why are you asking this?"

I didn't pretend to be self-indulgent and replied: "I am a scum who is on two boats and will capsize at any time. Don't I know who to choose when I am about to die? I went to ask the old mayor for advice. The mayor said let me ask you for advice."

"What does your choice of Cheng Qianli or Yan Jiuxiao have to do with my choice of A-level or S-level Omega? What is the comparison between the two—"

"No! Could it be—" my dad said, his face suddenly changed from black to purple, from purple to red, from red to white, with a pale old face, he grabbed my arm and lifted me up from the ground, "Come with me !"

I stumbled, staggered, and was caught by my dad into the car like a drunk, and flew to the third basement floor of my desolate development period reservation that was no different from being haunted.

I--

I've lived here for most of my life, and I didn't even know there was a basement in this place!

I was stunned and walked with my dad to a hexagonal sealed door covered with cobwebs and dust. My dad scanned the cobwebs, swiped his fingerprints and pressed the password, and walked in with me.

As soon as the light was turned on, the dark room was suddenly bright as day. The room was in a mess. Broken beakers, test tubes, jars, all kinds of bottles, boxes, boxes, instruments, medicines, notes, newspapers and periodicals were thrown all over the place, and the walls were in a mess. A large piece of sticky notes was pasted to record dense data, as well as graffiti that vented anger and large areas of mottled stains, all of which were covered with thick dust under the seal of time, frozen at the last second of being destroyed.

I curiously followed my dad, watching him stare at an unknown instrument at the end of the house with a sad expression for a moment, then raised his right hand to release the Alpha aura, and the debris and debris all over the floor were instantly swept away. On the side, an avenue of stars leading to that instrument was opened in the dusty sky.

I coughed and panted, covered my nose, and my dad walked up to the instrument step by step. My dad looked at the dusty and dirty instrument with complicated eyes like nostalgic for an old lover. Once again, let me sit on the chair next to the instrument.

I flicked the soil and sat down curiously, only to be surprised to see my dad handcuff and shackle me.

I feel like I've become that little hamster in the lab!

I quickly asked my dad: "What are you doing?"

"Confirm one thing." My dad plugged in the power and turned on the switch with a serious expression on his face. I heard a beep, and the instrument next to me started buzzing, and the screen on one side gave off a soft light.

My dad stood in front of the instrument with clenched fists and struggled for a moment, then pressed a few buttons on the machine with trembling fingers as if making up his mind.

Four extremely sharp steel needles suddenly appeared on both sides of the armrest and the two sides of the footrest, and they all pierced into my two arms and two insides.

I--

I yelled out in fright, my throat split.

How many years has it been without disinfection? !

However, before I could ask questions, a steel needle that I don't know whether it was sterilized or rusted suddenly pierced my neck.

"Oops! I pressed the wrong button!" During the struggle, I heard my dad yell, followed by a crackling sound of tapping the buttons. When I was dying, those steel needles finally let go. me.

My dad hastily loosened my handcuffs and shackles and helped me off the deadly seat. I just felt dizzy, my hands were shaking, my feet were weak, I was sweating frequently, and I might have to take my unborn cub home at any time. It's different from my alpha father who cares nothing about human life.

My dad found a few pills that didn’t know how many years expired and stuffed them into my mouth randomly, pinched my cheeks and lifted them up violently, those heart-piercing pills were covered with thick dust The smell rolled into my stomach.

I vomited on the spot, the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dark.

But to my surprise and relief, after vomiting, I gradually recovered from the near-death state.

My dad saw that it was impossible for me to go to Master Yan Wang to talk about the past, so he started fiddling with the instrument again.

I thought about it, and decided that I should slip away before my dad treated me like a guinea pig for his ulterior motives.

I wanted to do it, held my breath, tiptoed and sneaked to the door of the laboratory like a thief.

I slipped to the door before I had time to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly there was a "beep" sound from behind, and I immediately felt the sharpness on my back like a thorn in my throat. I stood there for a while, and tiptoeed back to look in fear. My father's face was pale and full of eyes. Stared at me in shock.

Three blood-red characters "SSS" flashed impressively on the display screen behind him.