Picking up soap in a harmonious world

Today is not the first day of school. Except for freshmen who need to report one day earlier, most people don't come. For this reason, the whole dormitory building seems empty and quiet.

But there are always exceptions, for example, a person came early in the original main dormitory.

The dormitories here are generally allocated to four people in one room, with two bedrooms, two bathrooms and one living room as standard. The classmate who arrived early happened to share a room with me.

"I heard you were injured?" The man half-lyed on the bed, saw me coming in, raised one corner of his mouth lazily, and asked in a casual tone.

I looked at him straight for a while, then nodded in response.

I have to say, this is fate!

The person in front of me is exactly the person "I" has been secretly in love with for a long time, and for whom I am willing to become an Omega.

The other party's name is Kevin Blair, and he is the youngest son of the federal supreme councilor, Blair. His status is equivalent to that of the president's son. His mother is a royal princess, with a high position and authority.

Uh, that's right, the members of the Interstellar Federation, the cabinet, and the royal family coexist, and the powers and responsibilities of the three interact with each other, but there is no doubt that under the background of internal and external troubles, the military is the most powerful.

Therefore, these high-level cadres were sent to the military academy for gold plating one by one.

Kevin is very handsome, more cynically handsome than Yang Hao's masculine handsome, and more wild and unruly sexy than Sith's gentle and elegant.

Especially the red hair and eyes are as hot as fire, giving people a strong sense of aggression.

Well, in short, another handsome guy.

No wonder "I" will fall in love with each other, this kind of mobile hormonal diffuser, I can't resist it!

"Your vocal cords are injured?" Kevin saw that I just nodded and didn't speak, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

I nodded again, deciding not to waste time packing.

Probably Kevin also knew that my grades last semester were not enough for me to stay in this dormitory, so he didn't ask anything else when he saw that I was packing up.

I had very few things, and I finished counting in less than 10 minutes. I waved a farewell gesture to the other party and planned to leave.

Unexpectedly, a person happened to walk in from the door at this moment. At first, I thought it was someone from the same dormitory, so I greeted him, but the other person ignored me completely, and looked behind me, "Kevin, do you still remember that you promised me?" about that?"

The person who came was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old black-haired boy with handsome features and fair skin. He had a very typical oriental face. What caught the eye was his pair of eyes that were incompatible with his gentle appearance. They were quiet and sharp, as proud as a goshawk .

Although I lost certain abilities of being an Alpha, my sensitivity to Omega pheromones has not decreased, and I easily captured a trace of the sweetness of Omega in the boy.

This smell is very tempting. I believe that if I hadn't been affected by that transformation agent, I would be uncontrollably intoxicated by it, and even act very violently.

The evidence was Kevin's heavy breathing behind me.

"Who told you to come here? Damn it, don't you know that this building, no, the whole area is full of Alphas?" Kevin's almost growling voice came, but the boy just smiled contemptuously, not paying attention.

I felt that I couldn't stay any longer, and when I was about to evacuate quickly, I suddenly felt a violent knock behind me, my body flew up uncontrollably, and hit the wall hard with a "slap". The pain spread all over the body in an instant.

"Mark him based on your delusion? You can roll as far as you can. When I see you again, it won't be as easy as punching me!" Kyle stood in front of me coldly, half of his body blocked the boy, his eyes The cruelty revealed is enough to scare most people to tears.

I widened my eyes in disbelief, feeling very inexplicable about this indiscriminate disaster!

I thought for a while before I realized that I was too close to the boy just now, and the other party didn't know that I had lost my reaction to Omega as an Alpha. Seeing that I took a step forward in the direction of the boy, it was natural I didn't think that I was going to leave, but I believed that I couldn't control my instinct and wanted to have a beastly desire, so this kind of tragedy was caused.

I wanted to explain clearly, and asked for interest by the way, but the situation was severe, and I couldn't speak for the time being, so I had to silently prop up my crippled body, and ran away with tears in my eyes.

Damn it, Nima thinks she's very cute? !I asked Boss Han to hypnotize you every minute, and let your proud Alpha body be crushed by thousands of people...

Just when YY was incomparably beautiful, he unexpectedly bumped into someone head-on.

Originally, as a strong Alpha, it was impossible for me to be thrown away by a random bump, but I fell once not long ago and was seriously injured. When I was bumped like this, I immediately shook Fell to the ground.

"Yang Ling?" A soft and quiet male voice came from above my head. I covered my injured back and looked up at the perpetrator.

The neat and straight dark blue military uniform outlines the perfect figure of the other party, the long silver hair tied in a bundle, and the pair of slender ice blue eyes are looking at me with a smile.

Emma, ​​don't mess with fate!What a coincidence!

I stood up with difficulty and made an apologetic gesture to the other party.

Seeing me throwing items all over the floor, Sith couldn't help laughing and said: "You are so reckless, if you are not an Alpha, I really doubt that some Beta or Omega came up with a clumsy way to throw yourself in my arms .”

As he spoke, he bent down and helped me pick up some of the items.

Is this guy really called Sith and not Narcissus?How did Boss Han endure such a narcissistic personality?

"You are nothing like Yang," he handed me the things, his brows filled with nostalgia, and his tone unconsciously softened: "When I first met him, I was also the same as you now." Same, we bumped into each other recklessly, but he is not as fragile as you, but I was knocked back a few steps."

Hehe, see you in debt!

I am not so patient to accompany the other party Yi Qing Congyou, just pick up the things and leave.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you one thing." Sith raised an inexplicable smile, with a mischievous look in his eyes: "Lieutenant Colonel Molde, who taught you the tactics class last semester, asked for leave for something. , I will take over at present, although I still have to teach the students of the command department, the tactics class of the mech department is also my responsibility."

Well, although this incident came as a surprise to me, it's not a big deal. Well, the face of the old man in the tactics class in my memory is too eye-catching. It is indeed a wise move to teach someone who is more eye-catching.

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But...why does the other party put on an expectant look that I will definitely be so angry that I will jump my feet?

"For Yang's sake, don't blame me for not reminding you in advance, my class is very difficult." He patted me on the shoulder lightly, with the meaning of an elder motivating the younger generation, "Yang asked me to teach you a lot. Take care of you, we all believe that rigorous training can cultivate excellent talents, don't worry, I will definitely give Yang an explanation."

Soon, I understood what Sith meant by "a lot of care".

The first class I took was the so-called tactics class, which was very abstract. Each person had an optical computer on their seat, on which were required us to complete the training, usually in the form of games, such as from Escape from a closed environment, find the lair of Shakers in the complex jungle, or break through the blockade of heavy mechs and take the life of the enemy general, etc.

The optical brain will automatically record the time and loss that the students spend on completing the task, so as to calculate the corresponding grades. The teacher will often call a stop within the specified time, and then extract high scores as positive explanation materials, analyze the pros and cons and bring them into the course content.

But because of Sith's "a lot of care", my homework was extracted as the material for the explanation.

"This student's idea is very unique. You see, in the face of thousands of Shaq worms, he neither chose to fight nor escape, but hid in a pothole. Well, this time period His loss is small, but it doesn't help the goal of killing the mother worm..."

Accompanied by Sith's serious explanation, I kept casting strange gazes from all around, and there were a few words like "Fuck, what is he pretending to be?!" "Nimma, hahaha I laughed so hard!"" It's so fucking weird, I really admire his thinking." If it wasn't for my gifted thick skin, I would probably die of shame and anger at this moment.

It wasn't until after class that he put away the care of "Duo Duo", and he seemed to be in a good mood and left.

I highly despise this kind of painful behavior of basing my happiness on the pain of others, but in order to improve my own strength as soon as possible, I can still bear this little thing.

The next class is my long-awaited mech manipulation class.

In order to ensure the safety of the students, all the simulation mechas are used in the mech operation class, and only one simulation cabin can solve the problem.

According to my memory, I tried several simple actions in the simulated mecha, and I passed them without any pressure. I immediately tried more difficult actions, and the result was still an easy pass. Something is wrong.

In my memory, Yang Ling has never been so relaxed. Although he has A-level mental power and can manipulate D-level physical mechas before he is 16 years old, the mecha warehouses here are all based on C-level mechas. In addition to the high degree of simulation, it is strange that it can be successfully completed.

He got a C in the mech manipulation class last semester, with a score of 55. He didn't even pass. If he failed another subject, he would have to retake the course of this grade. If he failed the make-up exam, he would be expelled directly.

What the original owner couldn't accomplish with such difficulty, was actually accomplished by me with ease. Could it be that Omega modification agent that affected it?

Or is it the golden finger given to me by the bear child of the alien?

I stared fixedly at the giant mecha more than ten meters tall in the simulated scene, and the control handle in my hand exuded a faint heat, like my own heart that was constantly beating.

This time, I must become stronger!It's so strong that you don't have to rely on other people's breath, it's so strong that you can change the trajectory of the original text's fate, and it's so strong that things like what Lu Qing and Rhine did to me will never happen again!