After the pheromone changed to A, I changed to O

Han Jingke had already made up his mind to build a good relationship with He Chuanhan and change his past, but when He Chuanhan opened his mouth, his great filter instantly shattered.

So he also opened his mouth tit for tat: "Winter God... just you? Heh!"

He Chuanhan suddenly narrowed his eyes dangerously, and pinched the joints of his hands, as if he would violently hit someone at any time.

Xia Zhihong reluctantly stepped forward to persuade the fight: "Okay, okay, don't let me quarrel, don't I know Han Jingke's strength? He Chuanhan, don't make trouble."

He Chuanhan stopped making trouble, he looked at Xia Zhihong aggrievedly, and stopped talking.

Xia Zhihong's attention was on Han Jingke: "Come in with me, let's have two."

Han Jingke glanced at He Chuanhan triumphantly, then turned to answer Xia Zhihong and said, "Okay! I'll come right away!"

He Chuanhan said sullenly, "I'm coming too."

Xia Zhihong said in a coaxing tone, "Then don't make trouble."

He Chuan glared at Han Jingke coldly, turned his head but changed his face instantly, and nodded obediently at Xia Zhihong.

Xia Zhihong brought He Chuanhan and Han Jingke into his dormitory. His dormitory was the most common single-person dormitory with only one room, which was clear at a glance.

Han Jingke looked around and subconsciously praised: "Senior, your room is so clean and tidy."

He Chuanhan snorted: "Is there no cleaning robot in your dormitory?"

Of course Xia Zhihong’s dormitory also has a cleaning robot, but it is not as intelligent and spiritual as the little penguin robot in He Chuanhan’s dormitory. Charge yourself on the power supply.

Xia Zhihong was afraid that the two would quarrel again, so he quickly poured a glass of water for each of them: "Stop! Drink tea, drink tea!"

He Chuanhan still wanted to choke Han Jingke, but Xia Zhihong stuffed him with a glass of water, and he could only take a sip of water subconsciously.

Han Jingke was also stuffed with a glass of water, so she had to drink it obediently.

The star network can be accessed through multiple ports. After Xia Zhihong opened the star network, He Chuanhan also asked to be together, so the three of them boarded the star network together and entered "God of War".

Han Jingke's "God of War" game id is called hjk, which is very perfunctory. It looks like he picked it up casually. After logging into the game, he looked at Xia Zhihong and He Chuanhan on the opposite side, and couldn't help but ask, "Should I change the one?" A name with the same format as yours? spring? autumn?"

He Chuanhan: "Hehe, get out."

Xia Zhihong laughed dryly: "Yes, but it's not necessary."

Han Jingke had already cultivated the advanced skill of ignoring He Chuanhan, so he skipped over He Chuanhan and nodded at Xia Zhihong: "Okay then, do you want to start a live broadcast?"

Xia Zhihong smiled and said, "Not yet, you are our secret weapon."

Popular anchors like him and He Chuanhan will have tens of thousands of people watching once the broadcast starts. Their skills and moves are probably already studied by other opponents. There is no way to do this, but at least Han Jingke must be hidden Get up, don't let your opponent study too thoroughly.

Han Jingke blushed with excitement: "Am I a secret weapon? It sounds good!"

His teammates are two top-ranked gods in the region!But his teammates actually said that he is the secret weapon!

He Chuanhan sneered, "I'm more or less a secret weapon."

Xia Zhihong: "Where is your secret? The type of mecha you like to use, and the moves you like to use, have not been studied by others?"

He Chuanhan smiled arrogantly: "Even if they have done enough research, they still can't beat me?"

Xia Zhihong raised his eyebrows: "So confident? Then behave well then."

He Chuanhan raised the corners of his lips: "Of course."

After the three of them entered the arena, Xia Zhihong first tried to fight with Han Jingke, and found that the level of mechas on Han Jingke's star network was not worse than in reality, but because he didn't play many times in the arena, his ranking was not very high Otherwise, he would have been poached as a team member long ago.

Overall, Xia Zhihong was still very satisfied with the excellent players he had dug out, and couldn't help showing off to He Chuanhan: "How is it? I have a good eye, right?"

He Chuanhan originally wanted to complain about Han Jingke, but when he saw Shang Xia Zhihong's gaze, he subconsciously changed his words: "Of course it's not bad, as expected of you."

After complimenting Xia Zhihong's vision, he curled his lips again, feeling that he had indirectly praised Han Jingke's unhappiness, so he had to find a way to make up for it: "Let me also fight him a few times."

Naturally, Xia Zhihong would not refuse. After all, He Chuanhan was also going to team up with Han Jingke, and the two had to cultivate a tacit understanding, and Han Jingke would not refuse even more. The region's great god pk, that's still something you can't ask for.

Han Jingke hadn't fought He Chuanhan in reality yet, so she was eager to try.

But soon, he was pressed down by He Chuanhan and rubbed hard on the ground.

Unlike Xia Zhihong's point-and-point style of play just now, He Chuanhan aimed at hitting his opponent's confidence and breaking through his opponent's psychological defense. Tooth acid.

Han Jingke in the cockpit of the mecha was even paler and sweating profusely. Although he had known for a long time that there was a certain strength gap between himself and He Chuanhan, he could only imagine before he had actually fought against each other. The huge disparity in strength immediately made him feel oppressed out of breath.

He even began to doubt his life. He has been considered a mecha genius since he was a child. How could he be so vulnerable in front of He Chuanhan?

"Stop, stop!" Xia Zhihong had no choice but to stop He Chuanhan, he hesitated for a moment, and didn't know what to say to He Chuanhan for a while, should you act softly?You put some water?Don't you try so hard?

...Maybe saying this will hurt Han Jingke's self-esteem even more.

At this moment, Han Jingke gritted his teeth and shouted: "Don't stop! Continue! I can do it!"

Xia Zhihong immediately hesitated, what if Han Jingke's self-confidence was blown to nothing by He Chuanhan today?

However, under Han Jingke's repeated urging, He Chuanhan's mecha did not move, and still stopped there obediently. Obviously, he only listened to Xia Zhihong's words.

Xia Zhihong sighed helplessly, and shouted at He Chuanhan: "Go on!"

As soon as Xia Zhihong finished speaking, He Chuanhan drove the mecha towards Han Jingke.

Soon, Han Jingke's mecha fell down again, another crushing victory.

Xia Zhihong was a little worried, but heard Han Jingke continue to shout: "Come again!"

Seeing that Xia Zhihong had no intention of objecting, He Chuanhan continued to fight again.

Xia Zhihong watched quietly from the sidelines. This scene seemed to gradually overlap with the scene where he taught Ye Zhou a lesson, but the difference was that Ye Zhou was more annoyed by his crushing victory, and when he lost he was not convinced. Do it again and again, but don't realize your problem, no matter how many times you do it again, you can't win, you can only repeat the same mistakes again and again.

Han Jingke was completely different. Although he lost, he was able to learn lessons from each failure and avoid previous mistakes, so he made progress every time.

... If Han Jingke's opponent wasn't He Chuanhan at this time, maybe within a few rounds he would really have a chance to tie.

The more Xia Zhihong watched, the more satisfied he was. He was satisfied not only with Han Jingke's progress, but also with his own eyesight, and even more satisfied with the collision between Han Jingke and He Chuanhan... Not only Han Jingke is making progress, but He Chuanhan is also making progress, but Perhaps it was because He Chuanhan hadn't exerted his full strength in the first place, so it seemed that he had no ceiling of strength.

After a few more rounds of hanging and beating, He Chuanhan finally took the initiative to stop, and taunted Han Jingke with disdain: "It's too weak, it's really boring to abuse vegetables."

Han Jingke was full of dissatisfaction, but he had to admit that He Chuanhan's strength was indeed much better than him, saying that there was nothing wrong with hanging or crushing... He had no confidence to refute at all.

But he still refused to admit defeat: "Sooner or later, I will win back."

He Chuanhan: "Someone has already taken such a script, so you go."

Han Jingke: "???"

He Chuanhan jumped down from the cockpit of the mecha, and went straight to Xia Zhihong's side, his eyes fluttered: "Am I good?"

Xia Zhihong nodded: "Awesome."

He Chuanhan was a little dissatisfied with Xia Zhihong's perfunctory, and was about to ask Xia Zhihong to boast again, but Xia Zhihong walked directly towards Han Jingke who got off the mecha, and said with a smile: "Well done!" Not bad! It's excellent!"

Han Jingke scratched his face, feeling a little embarrassed at once. Just now he was pressed and rubbed by He Chuanhan all the way on the ground, and almost didn't show any strength. I feel that I am a mess!

Xia Zhihong reached out and touched Han Jingke's head: "It's making progress."

Han Jingke blinked in surprise: "You found out?"

He Chuanhan on the side couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "I've also made progress!"

"Then you are awesome... Well, you are all amazing!" Xia Zhihong was afraid that He Chuanhan would be wronged, so he boasted a few words. Chuan Han gave Han Jingke a lesson for a while.

He Chuanhan was a little unhappy at first, but after being praised by Xia Zhihong, he was coaxed again, and raised his chin condescendingly to give Han Jingke some pointers.

Han Jingke suddenly had two great gods online to guide him, so he was naturally very happy. Although He Chuanhan's attitude is very bad, but his level is still very high, just a few words of advice to him can make him suddenly enlightened, not to mention Xia Zhihong's hand in hand carefully guided.

In the next few hours, Han Jingke's progress was almost miraculous. It was not until the dormitory's access control time was approaching that he reluctantly bid farewell to Xia Zhihong and prepared to go back.

Only then did Xia Zhihong realize that the dormitory would be closed in a while, so he rushed He Chuanhan back. He Chuanhan seemed a little reluctant, but he had no reason to stay after the susceptibility period had ended, so he could only feel aggrieved Leave with Han Jingke.

Seeing that the night was going to pass so uneventfully, but before going to bed, Xia Zhihong suddenly received a call from Tang Shaohong.

Tang Shaohong's tone was full of worry: "Xiaohong, I heard that you were complained by your parents today? Are you okay?"

Xia Zhihong was quite surprised: "It's okay, but how did you know?"

"Marshal He told me that the student has something to do with Admiral Wen Zhaozhe? Marshal He said that he called Wen Zhaozhe... How is it? Has this matter been settled?"

"It's all right."

Xia Zhihong was even more surprised. How did Marshal He know about this?

But he thought about it again, the headmaster of the Imperial Military Academy has something to do with the military department, probably the headmaster found Marshal He, but is the headmaster of a dignified school worth calling the marshal for a student?Does he have such a big face?

Could it be that Marshal He cast eyeliner in the Imperial Military Academy?

This idea is somewhat possible. After all, Marshal He's son is studying at the Imperial Military Academy, and he just finished his freshman year. He sounds like a troublemaker, and it's normal to have some eyeliners staring at him.

In the end, Marshal He's own son was fine, but something happened to him...

Wait, Marshal He's son...who could it be?

He didn't seem to have thought about it before!

At this moment, an astonishing idea suddenly emerged——

He Chuanhan's surname is He, and he's also a freshman, don't tell me? !

Xia Zhihong was taken aback by his own thoughts. If it was true, wouldn't he and He Chuanhan become brothers in the future? !

He was stunned for a long time before being distracted by Tang Shaohong's explosive news——

"It's fine. By the way, Marshal He will come to your school in a few days to visit your general military training exercise. I will also come over then. We plan to get a certificate by the way, and then hold a banquet."

Xia Zhihong: "???"

Xia Zhihong was caught off guard for a while: "So fast?!"

He just met Marshal He, is Marshal He going to be his stepfather so soon!

Tang Shaohong smiled, and said shyly and emotionally: "It's not too fast, we have been friends on Xingwang for a long time before, didn't you always persuade me to find another one quickly? And isn't Marshal He your idol?"

Xia Zhihong is still very satisfied with Marshal He, his stepfather who fell from the sky. Even if Marshal He is his idol since he was a child, Tang Shaohong is an omega who has been widowed for many years. The psychological impact is secondary, mainly the physical impact.

The empire will provide free gland removal surgery and mark cleaning surgery for omega that lost alpha in the war, but because the operation is extremely difficult, the success rate is not too high. When Tang Shaohong performed the mark cleaning operation, the marks were not cleaned well. Too clean, although the fixed alpha pheromone is no longer needed during the monthly estrus period, but a huge dose of omega inhibitor is needed. If things go on like this, it will have a great impact on the body. The only solution is to find a stronger pheromone alpha, overwrites the markup residue left by the previous alpha.

Xia Zhihong had no doubt that Marshal He's pheromones could cover the residual marks on Tang Shaohong's body. He couldn't help being in a daze. He didn't quite remember Xia Xinghai's face and appearance. After all, he was too young when Xia Xinghai died in battle. He can barely remember anything, but he still seems to vaguely remember the pheromone smell on Xia Xinghai's body, which is a smell of the sea, a summer smell, and a warm smell.

Over the years, he could still smell the warm pheromone smell from Tang Shaohong from time to time, faintly, looming, although it is not long, fleeting, but it can also bring him a little nostalgia and comfort.

"I'm just a little surprised, congratulations!" Xia Zhihong quickly came back to his senses, and laughed quickly, "Are you going to set up the banquet after receiving the certificate? How many people are you going to invite? Where are you going to set up the wine?"

Tang Shaohong smiled and said: "You don't have to worry about these, we will arrange it, and you can just participate in it when the time comes."

"But Marshal He is Marshal He, so he will have to invite a lot of people there then?" Xia Zhihong couldn't help rambling.

"We will arrange all of these..." Tang Shaohong suddenly changed the subject, "You just need to dress yourself well, and there may be many young and handsome alphas coming to the wedding, even if you don't like the ones matched by the system , can you still think about them?"

Xia Zhihong: "..."

Xia Zhihong said a few perfunctory words, and quickly hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Zhihong gradually felt a strong sense of emptiness in his heart. When he thought that Xia Xinghai's last pheromone residue was about to disappear, he felt melancholy and lost.

But he knew very well that if he was like this, let alone Tang Shaohong himself?

When Xia Xinghai was killed in battle, Tang Shaohong was still young and beautiful. If he wanted to find another alpha, it would be easy, even a matter of minutes. It would not only allow him to empathize psychologically, but also relieve his physical pain. However, Tang Shaohong didn't, and he was still a widow for more than ten years... For more than ten years, Tang Shaohong could only rely on large doses of omega inhibitors and Xia Xinghai's residual pheromones to survive the monthly estrus period.

That night, Xia Zhihong had almost no sleep all night. He closed his eyes and fell asleep for a while when it was almost dawn, and was woken up by the alarm clock not long after.

Xia Zhihong was so sleepy, he opened his eyes with difficulty, and didn't want to get up at all...Forget it, let's just skip class today!

However, after more than a minute, he remembered that he was not a student who could skip class, but an instructor who had to be present, and he felt aggrieved and sad at once.

Xia Zhihong had no choice but to cheer up, put on the instructor's uniform with difficulty, and headed to the playground.

The students of Class [-] of the Mecha Department had already assembled. When he saw He Chuanhan who was the first in the first row, he was stunned for a moment, recalling his sudden guess last night... Could He Chuanhan be Marshal He? son?

However, he forgot to ask Tang Shaohong for an answer yesterday because he was distracted by something more shocking. Now it is obviously not suitable to ask He Chuanhan himself such a question. He can only temporarily suppress the intense gossip and devote himself to it. In his own job as an instructor.

He Chuanhan only noticed that Xia Zhihong cast an extremely complicated look, but Xia Zhihong quickly turned away without waiting for a second of his complacency.

He was a little bit disappointed, but fortunately, Xia Zhihong's eyes would fall on him from time to time, apparently always watching him.

He was secretly happy, but every time he turned his head and tried to catch Xia Zhihong's gaze, Xia Zhihong would quickly withdraw his gaze, which made him lose his sight.

... Could this be the legendary play hard to get?

He Chuanhan couldn't help but fell into deep thinking.

So he also started to take a sneak peek at Xia Zhihong from time to time.

Xia Zhihong was a little restless. He didn't know why He Chuanhan kept peeking at him all of a sudden today. Although the relationship between the two of them has improved a lot now, and they even felt a little sympathetic to each other, but He Chuanhan had always kept a clear line between private and public affairs. Still honestly standing straight and not squinting!

... Did He Chuanhan suddenly know something?

Xia Zhihong lowered his eyes, feeling more and more depressed.

Before the day's rehearsal ended, Xia Zhihong held another mobilization meeting: "Tomorrow is the official rehearsal. You should perform well and draw a successful conclusion to this military training."

Everyone immediately applauded: "Promise to perform well!"

Xia Zhihong subconsciously looked at He Chuanhan in the first row again, but he happened to meet He Chuanhan's eyes looking over him. The two eyes met in the air, but soon they staggered again.

Xia Zhihong looked away, put his hands behind his back, turned and left.

He had just taken two steps when he was stopped by Rong Shaoting.

Rong Shaoting looked at Xia Zhihong with a complicated expression: "Wen Xiaoxiao's parents are here again... They are waiting for you in the principal's office."

Xia Zhihong frowned: "What are they doing here?"

Rong Shaoting's expression suddenly became more complicated: "It is said that I want to send you a pennant."

Xia Zhihong: "..."

"Thank you for saving their son."

Xia Zhihong was speechless: "...does the principal let me go?"

"No, the principal lets you choose. You can choose to go, or you can choose not to go," Rong Shaoting looked Xia Zhihong up and down, as if meeting Xia Zhihong for the first time, he was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help but speak Said, "Who are you? Why did Wenshang call in person?"

He has known Xia Zhihong for more than a year, and he thinks he knows Xia Zhihong very well. He knows that Xia Zhihong only has an omega father who is a military doctor in the military department. His position is not high. How could he know General Wen like this number one?

Xia Zhihong smiled: "It has nothing to do with you, does it?"

Rong Shaoting choked suddenly, he took a deep look at Xia Zhihong, and after a moment of silence, he said: "My teammates have basically been found."

Xia Zhihong raised his eyebrows: "Is it related to me?"

Rong Shaoting choked again, and he paused for a moment before he seemed to find his voice: "Have you found all your teammates?"

Xia Zhihong chuckled: "What? You're going to inquire about the enemy's situation before the game even starts?"

Rong Shaoting choked completely and was completely speechless.

Xia Zhihong glanced lightly at Rong Shaoting, then turned and left.

Of course, he didn't go to the principal's office, nor did he go back to the dormitory. Instead, he ran to the mecha training room and played a few man-machine battles to vent his depression.

After breaking several records in the mech training room, he suddenly received a call from Tang Shaohong: "Xiaohong, Marshal He and I have arrived near your school. Let's have a meal together? Your Uncle He's son will also Come on, you must at least meet before the wedding, otherwise you won't know each other when you meet."

...to see Marshal He's son?

Xia Zhihong's heart suddenly rose, and he took a deep breath: "Okay."

It seems that the answer will be revealed tonight.