C-site pheromone

Really a paddle.

It feels like it's made of maple wood, it's neither too light to break, nor too heavy to be swung.

"Could it be possible to row a boat?" Wen Yaofeng weighed it again, thinking it was unlikely: "The program team still has to build a swimming pool in the shed...and the difficulty is too low."

Bai Chun listened intently for a few seconds, and naturally helped him hug the two oars.

When I entered the tunnel for the first time, there was still a bright light at the entrance, but the end of the loop was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

And the loop is twists and turns, obviously it takes four to five minutes to go from one district to another.

Wen Yaofeng remembered the subtle touch across the Myriad Leaf Wall before, coughed unnaturally, and touched the dark pattern symbols on the wall with both hands to confirm that no other hidden items were missed.

"Speaking of which," he randomly picked up a topic, "Your current state is much better than the previous few months."

Bai Chun walked behind with the paddle in his arms, and smiled lightly: "After all, I'm recording a show."

Since the revision of the "No.30 Privacy Protection Act" ten years ago, people's biological attributes no longer need to be made public.

Discrimination not only targets OMEGA, but also harms BETA and ALPHA.

BETA will be ridiculed as a waste with no function, a chicken rib with neither yin nor yang.

ALPHA has to bear a series of shackles such as "must be strong", "must take care of BETA/OMEGA", "must take more responsibilities", life is not easy.

School violence, corporate oppression, and bullying have been repeatedly banned.

Finally, the Judicial Yuan finalized the final draft, announcing that the privacy rights of the whole country will be fully strengthened from today, regardless of gender, age or age.

The identification of fetal attributes has long been illegal, and the ABO public registration websites of high schools and universities have also been gradually abolished.

Whether it is disclosed or not depends entirely on the individual. All information will still be included in social systems such as hospitals and police, but it will also be kept strictly confidential by more sophisticated algorithms.

Kurihara differentiated too early. At that time, he almost suffocated due to an allergic reaction to inhibitors. Later, after switching to an imported brand, he still lived a comfortable life. When he debuted, he carelessly disclosed his OMEGA identity.

There are so many fans of his sister and mother that there are not many people who reject him.

"My chestnut is really a little milk O!! So frank and cute, I'm crying like crazy!!"

"Let my sister, a tyrant, protect you!"

"I want the same pheromone perfume in the front row! Didn't ECHO just sign a contract with that red blood brand? My wallet is already hungry!!!"

Rong Zishe had his blood tested when he was ten years old, and Wen Yaofeng did the same.

They didn't deliberately ask about Bai Chun's attributes, but at least during the first two years of his debut, they subconsciously regarded him as the most steadfast buddy, and didn't think much about it at all.

In the past, Bai Chun was resolute and calm, sharp and insightful, just like an iceberg with no weaknesses.

After the accident, he was visibly decrepit to the naked eye, and his sense of sharpness was weakened too much.

At that time, Wen Yaofeng saw it, but he was already tired of approaching him.

Going forward, the road becomes narrower and narrower.

The light was swallowed even more, and the outline of the oars could be seen clearly just now, but now he can't see his fingers.

A girl's exclamation suddenly came from a distance: "Ah, it hurts——!"

Wen Yaofeng thought to himself that the program crew would not let them enter the haunted house, so he almost stepped on the empty space when he raised his foot again.

This terrain is wrong.

Bai Chun supported the edge of the wall and squatted down slowly.

"We seem to be at the door."

Sure enough, when I reached out and touched it, the road ahead was extremely narrow, and the surrounding area was empty.

Before the words were finished, the single-plank bridge lit up, emitting a silver glow like moonlight.

The broad lanceolate leaves are stretched out, and the light golden stamens are exposed.

A cluster of clusters meanders and covers the entire long bridge.

As the field of vision gradually brightened, the sand dunes under the bridge unfolded like a river bed.

At this second, Bai Chun remembered the legend of the laurel tree.

The sun god was shot by his golden arrow because he mocked Cupid, and he was full of love for him.

But the other party he admired was hit by a lead arrow, and he hated love ever since.

As soon as Apollo saw Daphne, he immediately rushed to her and kept pouring out his love.

The latter fled in fear, crossing mountains, rivers and fields, and finally asked his father for help when he was exhausted.

"Help me, father! The earth is open and swallow me!"

Before she finished speaking, she turned into a laurel, her blond hair stretched like leaves, her arms solidified into branches, and finally she was hidden in the bushes.

Apollo still loved her, and could only hug the trunk and listen to the rustling of the bay leaves.

"You will be my tree."

He closed his eyes and murmured.

"You shall be young forever, a crown of victors."

Bai Chun was distracted for a while, and suddenly realized that there was no sound from Wen Yaofeng.

"Yaofeng?"

Wen Yaofeng was trying to keep calm.

He didn't pay attention to Bai Chun at all, his eyes were on the gap between the bridge and Shahe.

About one meter or so.

He repeatedly looked at the height of the suspension several times, as if the bridge would be shorter if he looked at it a few times.

It's so annoying, I'm really afraid of something.

It happened to be a single-plank bridge, exactly the same as the one he walked on when he was a child.

The sand dunes are purely shock-absorbing and not dangerous in themselves.

The watch has written instructions, and it will not be swept away if it falls. The director of the program team has tested the safety by rolling it himself.

"Perhaps the Peneos River is below here." Bai Chun handed out a paddle, intentionally adjusting the atmosphere: "It's quite poetic, using the paddle as a balance beam."

Wen Yaofeng smiled, and thought to himself that it would be okay to fall off the bridge, but the blood was rushing back in the opposite direction, and the palms of his hands had already started to feel cold.

The faded picture in his memory flashed by, making him a little short of breath.

The school playground was full of people, and the balloon banners were bright and ostentatious.

The other children held the hands of their parents tightly, laughed and ran across the single-plank bridge, enjoying the simple joy of the game.

He stood at the starting point of the single-plank bridge, the teacher looked confused, and was a little uneasy when he spoke.

"Yaoyao, wasn't your father still here just now?"

My mother was standing not far away, crying until the eyeliner and mascara flowed down with the tears, as hideous as a black scar.

"Prepare--!"

The gun went off with a bang.

All the children held their parents' hands and ran forward quickly, laughing loudly.

He subconsciously ran forward, and the left and right sides were empty.

Only the teacher's exclamation remained: "Yaoyao! Wait!"

He hadn't grown tall then, but he gritted his teeth and ran forward desperately, as if trying to escape some lingering fear.

Almost there, almost there—

The foot suddenly stepped on the air, and the feeling of weightlessness hit.

"Yaoyao!!"

"breeze!!!"

Bai Chun noticed that Wen Yaofeng hadn't spoken, and gave a step up in a low voice: "You observe first, I'll go find the way."

He has practiced dancing for many years, and his balance has always been good. He walked forward holding the paddle.

As soon as the footsteps landed on the Laurel Bridge, the light golden petals also rotated and bloomed together, scattered among the flowers and leaves all over the bridge.

Bai Chun wasn't sure if the bridge would move suddenly, so he restrained himself from walking.

Before he could walk a few more meters, a golden object suddenly bumped into him with a whoosh!

"Be careful!" Wen Yaofeng immediately came back to his senses, and pulled him back with a big stride, his eyes were sharp: "What?!"

The dark golden hollow ball flew high in a parabola, sank into the sand dunes, flashed and then disappeared.

"It's a golden ball with Greek characters written on it." Bai Chun was not frightened, and leaned over to look at it: "It is painted with sun patterns, and it really has something to do with mythology."

"So—we're going to dodgeball with paddles?"

Wen Yaofeng originally didn't want to walk on this kind of suspended bridge, but now he felt rebellious, and walked forward with another oar.

One step and two steps, the sound of piercing the air reappeared.

"Snapped!"

"Bang!" He hit the golden ball backhand, like killing a rebellious bird.

It's just a bridge, so there's nothing to be afraid of.

Wen Yaofeng walked forward with a sullen expression, and the sound of breaking through the air was aroused again and again.

"Crack! Pop! Bang!"

There were more and more golden balls in the southeast and northwest. At the beginning, they could maintain the rhythm and hit back one step at a time, but they couldn't cope with it like a swarm of hornets exploded.

Wen Yaofeng jumped straight down a second before the center of gravity became unstable, but fortunately, the sand dunes have a good shock absorption effect.

At the same time as he left the bridge, the attacks from all directions stopped immediately.

"There's no way through this."

Bai Chun followed him after he set off, and helped block many balls, and now he has retreated to the starting point.

He bent down to touch the long bridge with changing brilliance, frowned and said, "Yaofeng, we have to think of another way."

Wen Yaofeng didn't say a word, and walked alone through the sand dunes tens of meters long, one of them pushed hard to the other side, and reached out to knock on the door.

The system announcement appears immediately.

"'Meng A Invincible Team' triggers the achievement: [I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry]!"

"'Meng A Invincible Team' gets 1 point!"

Wen Yaofeng & Bai Chun: ...

Someone silently picked up the oar, and walked back dragging a pair of sand.

Damn, a bit embarrassing.

When climbing up to the starting point, the atmosphere was a little bit awkward.

Wen Yaofeng intentionally procrastinated for time to adjust his status, and while patting the sand on his trouser legs, he changed the topic: "What myth did you just say?"

Bai Chun spoke briefly.

The big wolf dog listened for a while with its ears upright, and its attention was successfully diverted.

"Then Apollo sounds like a stalker."

"...?"

"No matter how much you like it, you can't chase after it. To put it bluntly, it's still about possessiveness."

He held the oars tightly with both hands, found a comfortable balance position, and half-jokingly said: "I forced the little fairy to death, and I didn't repent in the end, saying it was love... I don't think he deserves it."

Bai Chun froze for a few seconds, and the tension that had been hidden in his heart gradually relaxed.

"Let's try again, and go slower this time."

"Ah."

The two stepped onto the single-plank bridge again, paddling one left and one right.

Suddenly, another golden ball spurted out, like a lasing bullet.

"Snapped!"

"Bang bang!"

"boom!"

Wen Yaofeng reacted quickly, and he had known Bai Chun for many years, and the two of them moved back together in tacit understanding, while dealing with the golden balls flying from all directions.

There are almost 360-degree tennis ball jets installed everywhere in the darkness, puff puff puff left and right, and there is no reaction time at all.

"puff!"

"Snapped!"

With both hands, Bai Chun beat the oars quickly and accurately, and he was still thinking about walking on the narrow bridge.

Suddenly another golden ball flew out from the side, just in front of Wen Yaofeng.

"Four o'clock direction!"

"boom!"

When Wen Yaofeng slapped the golden ball away, he used too much force, his foot slipped and then fell.

Accompanied by the feeling of weightlessness, images from the depths of his memory suddenly emerged, which made his heart ache.

I'm going to fall down again.

Hard ground, blood, mother's tears...

"Yaofeng!"

He lost control and fell on his back, subconsciously raised his right hand, trying to grab something.

In the next second, he was held tightly, so hard that it seemed that he would never let go.

It's like a long overdue redemption.

Wen Yaofeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and his mind went blank.

"I'll pull you up!" Bai Chun violently pulled him back: "Grab me tight!"

At this moment, another golden ball roared out, and it seemed that they were too busy to take care of themselves.

Time suddenly turned into slow motion.

The arcs of light are like the setting sun melting into blazing meteors, reflecting each other in the darkness behind Bai Chun.

Wen Yaofeng was floating on the edge of memory and reality at this second, watching Bai Chun open his arms and fall with him.

His palms were hot, and his pupils were deep.

As if willing to die for him.