Slag to the collapse of the world [Quick Transmigration]

Yan Tong: "..."

It's embarrassing, it's really embarrassing.

Fortunately, his many years of acting skills were not in vain, so he immediately rescued the scene, looked up at the man, his eyes were shining, and his delicate and noble face was full of careful admiration, and he sighed adoringly:

"Sir, you are so pretty."

That person: "..."

Yan Tong quickly made some reasoning in his mind: the reason why he judged that this person was Collins was because the person was accompanied by followers, he was slender, and even if he covered the upper half of his face with a baseball cap, he still had an excellent temperament. ——

The lower half of his face is just too pretty.

Yan Tong felt that the logic of his reasoning was very strict. Since the logic was strict, it was not his fault - anyway, this person is also an Alpha, although it does not match his original plan, it can make do with it.

He quickly adjusted his mentality and asked again:

"Sir, can I have your autograph?"

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——This is the first time in the 500-year life of the great and honorable Majesty Lin Ze, the founder of the empire, that he was blocked on the road for his autograph.

According to the usual style of His Majesty the Tyrant, kicking someone who stands in his way is considered kind, let alone using such an unreasonable reason.

However... Although the Omega boy in front of him didn't know him, he knew him.

The young master of the Mo family, Mo Ziling.

Mo Ziling's father had saved his life several times on the battlefield. Lin Ze thought about his friendship with General Mo, and felt that it would not be kind to kick the son of an old comrade-in-arms away, so he hesitated one time.

With this hesitation, his eyes fell on Mo Ziling's face.

Then it couldn't be removed.

Old General Mo himself was too rough, but this little son was exquisite and noble, his eyes were as bright as a puddle of water, so cute that he wanted to kiss him.The boy should have been marked, and the smell of Omega pheromones on his body didn't have any effect on him, it just made him subconsciously want to get close.

——This time, His Majesty the Tyrant is not only reluctant to kick people himself, but also reluctant to let the guards kick people.

You can't kick people, and you can't get stuck on the road like this (after all, Mo Ziling doesn't recognize him, which doesn't mean everyone doesn't recognize him. If someone sees him appearing in the First Military Academy, he will have to bother to explain when he goes back), Then there seems to be only one solution left——

Then he pressed down the brim of his hat again, looked at the Omega in front of him, and asked expressionlessly:

"Where to sign?"

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All the guards: "...!!"

God, what did they hear? !It's fine that His Majesty the Emperor was blocked on the road and asked to sign, but the key is that His Majesty still signed it!signed! !

The guards looked at the Omega blocking the way with complicated eyes.

And Omega himself was unaware of all this. After hearing His Majesty's question, he frowned and thought for a while, then turned up the collar of his coat to Lin Ze, and said, "Here."

Lin Ze simply said: "Okay."

He reached into the pocket of the windbreaker, and was about to take out the imperial multifunctional pen that he carried with him, when he remembered the royal emblem of the nine-petaled lotus on the pen, he suddenly stopped, his hands froze in the pocket of the windbreaker, A small section of thin and stiff wrist was exposed.

Seeing this, Yan Tong thought he didn't have a pen - after all, few people still use a pen to write, and basically input directly on the personal terminal on the wrist - immediately took one out of his body, and carefully Handed it to Lin Ze secretly, while secretly raising his eyes to observe his expression.

His Majesty the Tyrant took it expressionlessly, bent down slightly, and was about to sign the boy's collar when he suddenly thought of a serious problem, so his movements stopped again.

—Whose name is signed?

Let him forge someone else's signature?No, he hasn't done anything like this since he took the throne.Let him sign his name?Not to mention, if Young Master Mo went back and found that he had blocked His Majesty the Tyrant on the road to ask for an autograph, he would faint from fright.

Lin Ze hung his pen and thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with a compromise solution, so he signed a name on Yan Tong's turned-up collar with a blank expression, and returned the pen to him with a blank expression. , and then walked away with a group of guards whose eyes fell out of shock.

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When Yan Tong returned to the student apartment, Patrick had already come back one step ahead of him. Alpha obviously just got out of the shower, when he heard the sound of him opening the door, he came out of the bathroom wrapped in a large towel, his hair was still dripping.

The smell of Alpha pheromone from the pavement made Yan Tong suffocate.

He is not Mo Ziling, he does not have any affection for Mr. Patrick, he just feels suffocated—it is indeed suffocated, Alpha is in the prime of his youth, he does not know how to restrain himself, even the pheromones are ostentatious and powerful.If Mo Ziling was here, he would probably enjoy the feeling of being controlled; but Yan Tong is not, as the opponent's Omega, he just feels oppressed and out of breath.

Not knowing how to restrain himself, Yan Tong commented in his heart.

He looked at Alpha and smiled apologetically: "I'm late."

Patrick was holding a towel to wipe his hair, and said while wiping: "I baked bread, it's in the oven-oh, I forgot to take out the blueberry jam, it should be in the third compartment of the refrigerator, I remember. I ate it at the training base Nutritious ointment, my dear, you go eat first, don't worry about me."

Yan Tong changed her slippers, walked up to Alpha, and looked at him seriously: "I have something to give you."

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Patrick frowned imperceptibly.

——Why does Mo Ziling smell of other Alphas?

The smell lingered around Mo Ziling very faintly, but—even now that Mo Ziling was standing in front of him and under the coverage of his Alpha pheromone, the smell didn't dissipate, and even changed. There are no weak trends.

Noble, strong, restrained but unquestionable, his youthful flamboyant pheromones are gone in seconds.

That should be a very powerful Alpha, so powerful that he doesn't even have the qualifications to look up to.

Although he had doubts in his heart, Patrick still had a smile on his face that a good partner should have, and said "oh" in surprise, "what is it, dear?"

If it were a normal couple, they would probably deliberately tease him not to say anything at this moment, and then flirt affectionately.However, Mo Ziling may not have this part in his brain structure at all, so he turned up his collar very honestly and showed him: "Collins' signature, you know, he came to our school to give a speech today. I asked for it for you .”

Patrick smiled: "Then your clothes don't belong to me?"

Yan Tong glared at him, "Are you well dressed?"

"I can't wear it," Patrick laughed, and then reached out and touched Yan Tong's head, "But I'm going to give it to Sissel, I'm jealous of that single dog."

Yan Tong unzipped his jacket, "Then you'd better borrow a mecha to drive over, lest he hit you."

"Hahahahahaha, you can consider it—" Patrick's laughter suddenly stopped, "Wait! My dear! Whose signature is this?!"

Yan Tong looked at him in surprise, "Collins."

Patrick looked down at him. "Collins? Are you sure?"

Yan Tong still looked surprised: "Sure."

Patrick took a step back.

Before Yan Tong asked "what's the matter", Alpha took a deep breath, raised his head, looked at him with a bad expression, and asked, "Where did you go?"

Yan Tong turned his head and thought for a while, "I blocked him on the road behind the auditorium, what's the matter, Pat, is there a problem?"

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"Problem?" Patrick sneered, "That's not Collins' signature at all."

Yan Tong was stunned, just opened his mouth, and before he could speak, the Alpha blocked his words aggressively: "Who is this? Why did you lie to me? ——Also, Ziling, you have other Alphas on you." Taste, who is it?"

"I……"

Patrick raised his voice sharply: "Who?!"

Seeing that Yan Tong didn't answer, he took a step forward and asked with a gloomy expression, "The owner of this signature?"

Yan Tong subconsciously took a step back.

Seeing that he retreated, Patrick immediately took another step closer, Yan Tong retreated again, Patrick advanced again, and soon Yan Tong was smashed against the wall.

Patrick stood in front of him, the tall shadow covered his whole body, and Alpha's natural sense of oppression towards Omega was as strong as it could be.

"Why did you lie to me?" he asked.

"I didn't!" Yan Tong broke out suddenly, and shouted at him with tears in his voice: "I just asked for Collins' autograph, you must say no! I finally... finally blocked him by reading it, and you still called me !"

Patrick was also angry: "This is not Collins' signature at all!"

"So what if it's not!" Yan Tong shouted loudly, but because there was a cry in his voice, there was almost no deterrence, "Collins is your idol, not mine! I went to ask for your autograph, and you came back to doubt me! Collins Isn’t it another Alpha?! If you have the ability to scold me for looking for another Alpha, don’t chase stars if you have the ability!”

Patrick raised his voice. "I didn't mean Ke—"

Yan Tong continued to cry: "It's obviously your problem, but you have to say it's my fault! How many times!"

Patrick: "..."

He seriously reflected on whether he had gone too far recently.

It is obvious that his rank beats Mo Ziling, and eats Omega to death.He asked himself that he knew enough about Mo Ziling. Mo Ziling had always been careful to make him happy, how could he get out of his control like today and yell at him directly?

After such a moment of distraction, the Omega under him cried again: "Patrick! You are too much!"

Patrick: "..."

He was dazed, and Yan Tong immediately seized the opportunity to run out from his oppression, without wearing a coat, and rushed out towards the gate, accusing him of his evil deeds while running: "You don't care about me at all, you just want to Look at yourself! Break up, Patrick, I want to break up!"

After the accusation, when passing by the sofa, Yan Tong angrily grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.

Patrick: "..."

He really doesn't care about Mo Ziling and only thinks about himself, but if Mo Ziling can see all this, he can almost avoid messing around.

Since there is no problem on his side, where did Mo Ziling get such a temper?

...Give yourself more drama.

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Because Patrick fell into reflection on how he coaxed Omega technology, Yan Tong took the opportunity to run out. Before leaving, he deliberately shouted at a volume that could be heard in the entire student apartment:

"Patrick, I want to break up with you!"

The author has something to say: 23333 was accidentally pierced by a piece of wood against the nail seam yesterday, and the update has been consumed until now

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