Camouflage Alpha

Three days later, at the Third Sanctuary Cathedral in Queen Ella City, at 3:18 in the evening, the Charity Auction of Dawn Church will start on time.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when he got off the car, Shen Yaochuan vaguely saw the lower half of a few familiar faces hidden behind half-covered masks.

He handed the ticket to the etiquette, and took a white mask with gold trim and put it on the eyes.

The scene of this auction is very grand, and the etiquette personnel are also very high-level. The masks handed to the guests are not random.

It is chosen according to the color of the dress.

What Xiang Shaoyang got was a black mask, with some velvet texture and fine diamonds.

Even Shen Yaochuan rarely boasted: "This mask matches you very well."

Xiang Shaoyang just frowned and looked around: "Many people are looking at you."

Compared to Shen Yaochuan, he is more like a well-trained agent, his voice is soft but clear.

Shen Yaochuan walked into the cathedral stepping on the red carpet, glanced at other guests, and passed by many eyes with "ulterior motives".

He read the swollen desire in those undisguised pupils.

In the earphones attached to the ear canal, Hannigan's standard voice came out: "When the auction starts, after the last lot is taken, they will pack this lot in the preparation room, and I will guide you in."

That said, none of them have anything to do until then.

Shen Yaochuan picked up a glass of sparkling champagne from the table.

This is a new type of champagne that has been released in the past few years. There will always be silver and bright bubbles in the wine, which looks like a galaxy under the light.

Therefore, the popularity was once very high, and the price almost doubled when it was first listed.

He tried to put on a show, but just as he raised the champagne, the glass was taken away by a hand behind him.

Shen Yaochuan turned around.

"People who are in pain here still drink?" Xiang Shaoyang looked at him with a cup in his hand, "If you are hungry, eat something else, alcohol is not allowed."

Shen Yaochuan pursed her lips tightly: "You are interfering with my freedom."

His tone was a little displeased, not the familiarity and softness he had in the hotel a few days ago, but returned to the coldness of the past.

Xiang Shaoyang gave a "tsk", and suddenly leaned into his ear: "Be obedient, I will make hot pot for you when I get back."

He was very close, almost touching Shen Yaochuan's ear, his warm breath hit Shen Yaochuan's side face, blowing a few strands of light golden hair.

Shen Yaochuan moved aside silently. She was about to speak, but before she opened her mouth, she saw a man walking towards her——

He was wearing a pure white dress with a butterfly embroidered on half of it with colorful thread, which was extremely eye-catching.

White is a very picky color, but it fits perfectly on this person.

He walked in front of Shen Yaochuan and raised one hand from his side.

It was only then that Shen Yaochuan noticed that he was holding a rose with pruned thorns in his hand, which was in full bloom, beautiful bright red, and charming.

The other party put the flower in the buttonhole of Shen Yaochuan's neckline: "You didn't bring a brooch, are you waiting for me on purpose?"

The voice is very familiar.

Shen Yaochuan spoke almost immediately: "Zhicheng..."

However, Song Zhicheng put his index finger in front of his lips and silently made a "shh" gesture.

He stretched out his hand to straighten the neckline of Shen Yaochuan's shirt, and smoothed his coat: "If you need any help tonight, feel free to find me. If you like something and want me to give it to you, you can."

After finishing speaking, he even winked at Shen Yaochuan.

The action is intimate.

However, Shen Yaochuan felt that her body was much lighter, and those eyes on her body from the front line seemed to dispel their dirty thoughts following Song Zhicheng's movements.

"Thank you, no need," he said.

Polite and distant.

Xiang Shaoyang stood in front of Shen Yaochuan: "Don't make any moves as soon as you come here."

"Oh," Song Zhicheng squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, with clear hostility, "I'm talking to my Alpha, what are you?"

Xiang Shaoyang let out a mocking "heh" in his heart.

That's not your Alpha, he's an Omega.

Thinking of this, he even felt a little extra proud, and raised his chin at Song Zhicheng: "We came here in the same car, why don't you ask yourself what you are?"

The two of them are obviously an Omega and an Alpha.

But it seemed that two Alphas who had gone wrong had collided with each other, and the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger.

Shen Yaochuan let out a "cough", and was too lazy to watch the elementary school students fight, so she left the two of them to go to another table to eat strawberry cake.

"The two of you are useless, what are you doing with him?" Song Zhicheng stopped Xiang Shaoyang, who wanted to follow, with a bad tone.

Xiang Shaoyang: "For each other, you are the same."

Song Zhicheng: "I've proposed to him."

Xiang Shaoyang: "He didn't promise you again."

Song Zhicheng: "Then he didn't promise you either."

Shen Yaochuan, half a meter away: "..."

What kind of pupil is this?

In the earphones, Hannigan's voice suddenly came: "Mr. Shen Yaochuan, you didn't ask Mr. Song Zhicheng to take a picture of that lot for you."

"Do you need it?" Shen Yaochuan's face turned cold, "You never said that."

Hannigan: "I think you should have a certain ability to judge at the scene. Mr. Song Zhicheng has the ability to give you that lot, which will be much easier than sneaking into the preparation room."

"This auction is filled with real 'upper class people', and the finale auction starts at least tens of millions," Shen Yaochuan said, "Sorry, I would rather take risks than take advantage of this favor in my own name .”

If it was rumored that the prince of Zhonglian gave him a lot worth tens of millions on the second day, and it was in such a ostentatious place as an auction.

The relationship between them will definitely be misunderstood by the outside world, or in other words, it will also be misunderstood by Song Zhicheng himself.

Shen Yaochuan commented: "You really know how to use people."

Hannigan: "You're not bad either."

Shen Yaochuan stopped answering, and picked the strawberries on the cream cake in the tray and put them in his mouth.

The strawberries are coated in a crystal clear syrup that is sweet.

After eating the strawberries, he forked the cake and ate it in small bites.

The voice of "primary school students quarreling" behind him faded away, and footsteps came to his side.

Shen Yaochuan was carefully chewing the strawberry jam sandwiched in the cake base, when she lowered her eyes and saw the gray body of the person beside her.

He ate the cake before turning to Xiang Shaoyang.

Xiang Shaoyang smiled the moment he saw him: "Don't move."

Shen Yaochuan really didn't move, and didn't even look away.

He watched as Xiang Shaoyang took a tissue from the table, held the tissue with his fingertips and moved closer to himself, his breathing became short of breath, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Shen Yaochuan: "I can do it myself."

"No, you can't see it." Xiang Shaoyang took a deep breath.

The paper towel gently rubbed the corner of Shen Yaochuan's mouth, and wiped it lightly.

There was a little cream on the surface of the paper towel.

"Thank you." Shen Yaochuan said.

***

At 19:00, the charity auction officially started.

The door of the church was closed, and a chasing light hit somewhere in the church. It was a black-haired woman in a blue fishtail dress who was walking slowly.

Her hair was tied back, with a blue rose pinned to it.

She held a glass of red wine in her hand, the same color as her lipstick.

The woman walked up to the front desk and picked up a microphone: "Guests, ladies and gentlemen, it is a great honor for you to participate in the charity auction we are hosting..."

It appears that she is the host.

The opening speech was very old-fashioned at first, nothing more than some salutes and thanks, emotion and the introduction of the auction.

But she suddenly changed the subject.

"We are in an era of torrents. Human beings are about to usher in new changes and turning points. All of you present will be witnesses to this grand opening. The Lord God will reward the most loyal believers, grant eternal life, supreme power, and the throne , to grant the coming of the throne of God..."

Shen Yaochuan's brows gradually wrinkled.

"The Lord God will reward the most loyal believers, give eternal life, give supreme power, give the throne, and give the coming of the throne of God...

Faith guides us, after going through fear, death and thorns...

We shall meet again, in the court of the Lord God,

We will become God's servants and serve the great Lord God forever..."

The host's voice became more urgent and deeper, and gradually changed from human words to another kind...

Humming, as if singing, a series of strange sounds came from deep in the throat.

What's even more weird is that inside the entire church, people actually joined in.

It was as if they were singing some song together.

The sound lingered inside the church, echoing through the void.

Shen Yaochuan tapped the metal button on the inside of the neckline: "Hannigan, what's going on?"

But no response.

He looked at the others anxiously, and found that he and Xiang Shaoyang seemed out of place.

In the church, except for the two of them, everyone sang in unison.

Their eyes are empty, their expressions are dull, and their mouths open and close mechanically.

The sound is not made by the vibration of the vocal cords, but from deeper in the throat, which makes the chorus sound very low.

……

……

After nearly half an hour, the host suddenly returned to normal.

She looked radiant as if nothing had happened. She smiled and raised the glass of red wine in her hand: "Cheers to tonight!"

Everyone raised their glasses: "Cheers!"

At this moment, all the ten bright chandeliers in the church were suddenly turned off, leaving only a pale chasing light on the host.

Shen Yaochuan gasped.

The walls of the church are densely covered with fluorescent green text and images, covering every inch of the wall.

The shape of the creature can be vaguely seen in the image, but it is not a creature in human cognition. It is similar to the mutant, but it is more distorted than the mutant. Some of them look like the ornaments in Nan He's home.

And the text—

Shen Yaochuan looked over and didn't recognize most of them, but there was a word he knew repeated many times: "Save the world."

With a high tone, the host toasted again: "To the great savior God."

And everyone echoed: "Save the world! Save the world! Save the world!"

In the darkness, Xiang Shaoyang hugged Shen Yaochuan.

It is a gesture of protection.