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The printer swallows white paper and spits out black characters. Research on the molecular mechanism of SS-level pheromone generation and transfer.

Back in Beta, Lin Cha didn't specifically do pheromone ratings, and he couldn't do it after the secondary differentiation into Omega. Although he knew that he was very strong in pheromones, he couldn't actually quantify how strong he was.

Yan Minglv asked him if he was SS rank.

Lin Cha was lying on the bedside, and the tip of the pen scratched a line of letters in the middle of the thesis, and finally stopped at the solid period.Lin Cha closed her eyes and thought for a moment, then turned over again, holding the paper above her head——

Pheromones below the SS level can be matched across levels, that is, an A at the S level can be matched with an O at the I level.

The control experiment with white mice showed that SS-level A/O cannot be attracted by ordinary people, and can only match each other within the hierarchy. Unfortunately, people with SS-level pheromones are extremely rare.

Lin Cha threw the paper aside, not wanting to read it again.

match each other.

Yan Minglu made a pheromone rating for Lin Cha due to his huge desire for Lin Cha. Yan Minglu is an SS-level Alpha and will only be attracted to Omega of the same level, so his Lin Cha's pheromone level must also belong to double S. Sounds like a good match--

Shit!Lin Cha turned over irritatedly. He was starving to death. If he jumped from here, he wouldn't have the slightest disharmony with Yan Minglv—fuck!

Lin Cha quickly pulled out the pillow from under his head, pressed it against his face and sniffed deeply.

Fuck, the taste of strict law.

Yan Minglu took suppressive drugs, but was hooked too hard by Lin Cha, and still leaked a little smell, which seeped into the pillow core when he was drowsy.As soon as Lin Cha heard it, his heart jumped wildly as if he had been drugged, and he threw the pillow aside with his backhand.

The pheromone smell of the strict law is strong wine.

Trapped in a dark brown glass bottle and shaken violently, he pulled out the cork and attacked his nose in an instant, penetrating all limbs and bones.Lin Cha's whole body was hot and hot, and he lifted the quilt with soft hands, and the spring water underneath was wet.

Just a lingering smell.

Lin Cha hated this body completely irrational even more, it was just a carcass of an animal drawn by lust and reproductive instinct.

The night of the second split was the last night of his old life. Lin Cha was lying in the attic of his aunt's house, holding up the admission notice with a smirk and dreaming of many futures.He has paid off more than his aunt's upbringing expenses with scholarships, and he can move out of this gloomy ten years at dawn and live independently from then on, and then wakes up at three o'clock in the morning feeling hot all over.

Soft and wet underneath, eager to mate.

Lin Cha climbed downstairs.

He stole two Omega suppressant drugs, and when his condition stabilized, he decided not to go to the hospital. He packed his luggage and left late at night. He flew north and landed in two hours. He cut off the taxi and went directly to the rented house he had just hoped to get the keys.

The real estrus period started the next day, and it was at that time that Lin Cha realized that her secondary differentiation was abnormal.The pheromone concentration was too high, at first those inhibitory drugs could suppress him for a period of time, but then they gradually lost their effect.Lin Cha gritted her teeth, and mixed several capsules with water for intravenous injection.

It was a very bold move, but he had no choice but to roughly confirm that the ingredients of the various inhibitors were similar before the injection and would not produce a fatal reaction.

The chemicals travel across the digestive tract and travel through the bloodstream to the glands.

Lin Cha wrapped all the few clothes in the luggage around her body, not daring to let the smell out, and cried for two days, finally waiting until everything was over.

After waking up from bad memories, the smell of Yan Minglu gradually submerged in his body.With a little effort, Lin Cha washed all the sheets and pillows that Yan Minglu had slept on.

The next day was a very good weather. The sun shone through the glass into the house, penetrated the white sheets on the clothesline, and reflected a bright light in the room.

Lin Cha was lying on the sofa bed, the corner of the sheet brushed his face with the breeze.

I can't open my eyes in the sunshine, everything with Yan Mingli seems like a dream.

It wasn't pleasant, but it wasn't exactly a nightmare either.After the nightmare, there will be a filthy mess in his abdomen, and there will be troubles everywhere in his body, and he can spit out all his internal organs by bending over a little, just like the morning when the estrus period ends.

But he is lying in the sun at the moment, feeling that he has settled for the future, and everything can be expected.

Freshman courses are not compact, mainly to lay the foundation.Lin Cha had scanned the summary during the summer vacation. The murder subjects like biochemistry were easy for him, but dissection was more difficult.Although he has a strong memory, his ability to understand words is not strong. In other words, he is a typical science brain.

A series of ideograms competed to describe the location of the organs, and the description made him feel like he was in a fog.Xiejie can barely cope with it. The organs in Xuelinlin are all visible to the naked eye, but partial solution is not enough. He watched the teacher draw horizontally and vertically on the PPT with a laser pen, but he still didn't understand where the uterine ligaments were located.

Then Townsend asked, "Lin Cha, where did Juejue just say the round ligament is?"

Lin Cha pushed Alpha's friend's face away: "I don't know."

"This PPT is as strict as the law," Townsend said with emotion. "The white text on the blue background is extremely aesthetic, and the uterus is drawn like a bull's head and a horse's face. Are you trying to prevent students from understanding?"

"The humiliation is gone," Jiang Zhe interjected, "at least she is willing to move her noble fingers to add two pictures for you. Yan Minglu's PPT is full of fucking words. It has the same meaning. If you like it, don't read it. .”

Townsend replied: "The PPT of Extinction can be considered a work of art."

"Well, compared to Yan Minglu—"

"The first two, the ones with yellow and purple hair."

Jiang Zhe and Tang Sen shook his body twice, Lin Cha tried his best to hold back his laughter.

"You seem to have a lot of ideas," Jue Jue said calmly, "Here's the platform for you, come up, come up and tell me, where is the broad ligament?"

Lin Cha's hair was dyed with Townsend. If he hadn't left the room, he and Townsend should be roommates, but now Jiang Zhe took the position.

Friendships are mostly established by some ordinary opportunities, such as being at the same table, for example, when Lin Cha returned to school after the estrus to go through the check-out procedures, he happened to meet Townsend who was packing his luggage, and then met Jiang after going back and forth. Zhe.

In fact, the aesthetics of extinction is really not good, and the color sense is also terrible.Jiang Zhe walked out of the classroom cursing: "Where is my hair purple? It's navy blue!"

"So Lin Cha," Townsend scratched his head, "where is the round ligament? I don't have a uterus and I can't feel it."

Lin Cha was shocked: "Ask me why, if you don't have a uterus, do I have one?"

"You are Beta!" Townsend was puzzled.

"...Then shall I dedicate myself to science and cut open the pelvic region to show you my uterus?"

"Don't imitate Yan Minglu's rhetorical questions," Jiang Zhe said solemnly, "Yan Minglu prohibits legal speech within a three-meter radius of post-traumatic patients—fuck, half an hour later it will be a fucking death guide, can I apply for a replacement?" tutor!"

"Yes, if the reason is right."

Jiang Zhe heard the sudden thunder.

Turned around blankly: "Yan, Professor Yan..."

Yan Minglu coldly swept the three people's hair, big blue big green big yellow: "Oh, it seems that red is not enough."

Townsend: "Ah, ah?"

"Aren't you going to get together the Teletubbies to make their debut?"

Lin Cha: Listen, this is the real law of law.