Female A Survival Manual

The Wang family's garden is very large, or to put it another way, the Wang family moved the building into a huge garden, which even includes several mountains.

Yan Qiongyu's so-called visit to Wang's garden was to take a walk near the small building where Wang Luan lived.

From the point of view of others, the young couple was obviously trying to cultivate their relationship in the garden, so the male and female servants and personal butlers who had been around the two of them all thoughtfully did not follow, so that the two would be left alone. get along.

The two walked side by side on the garden path full of golden sunflowers, one on the left and one on the right.

Rosaceae plants that bloom into waterfalls are planted at intervals in front, and the air is filled with a faint floral fragrance.

After walking out of this trail, there is a small lake behind, water lilies by the water cover the shallow water area, and the lake also raises some swans and water birds with white feathers.

The scenery is indeed beautiful and pleasant, but the two parties are clear in their hearts that they are not out to talk about love, let alone to see these beautiful flowers and plants.

"What do you want to say to me?" Wang Luan sat down on the chair by the lake, listening to the chirping of those water birds, and didn't want to go forward.

Yan Qiongyu didn't care either, he just wanted to find a place where there was no surveillance and no one else to talk, so he took a seat directly opposite Wang Luan.

He stared at her for a while.

Wang Luanxin said it again. Every time he stared at her like this, he wanted to say something surprising. Before this person threw a bomb, he had to use his eyes and gestures to give people a little psychological pressure, and he didn't know what was wrong.

Sure enough, Yan Qiongyu said as soon as he opened his mouth: "I have extracted the pheromone in your gland fluid during this period of time, and found that your pheromone is not quite right. It seems that some changes have occurred. Therefore, you should not smell your own pheromone. , you can't take the initiative to distribute pheromones."

Wang Luan: "..." You know again.

Yan Qiongyu explained slowly: "The mutation of pheromone is rare. I have found and analyzed some cases of alpha pheromone mutation. Most of them are physically damaged or mentally stimulated too much."

"You know, the secretion of pheromones comes from the body and the mind, and it's made up of a substance called androsterone, and your pheromone lacks androsterone, and we think this substance is produced by the mind body... That is, You're mostly mentally mutated."

Yan Qiongyu is like a teacher who earnestly instructs students, analyzing layer by layer: "Then what kind of variation has occurred in your spirit? First of all, I ruled out damaging variation. From the pheromone data extracted, I guess your The level of mental power has increased a bit compared to the original."

"The improvement of mental power is many times more difficult than the improvement of physical fitness. As far as I know, the few people who use drugs to improve their mental power have suffered from major genetic diseases."

"There is only one case where the mental power data is similar to your data. That person has schizophrenia, and his mental power level fluctuates greatly under different states."

It was actually a product of a certain laboratory. The experimental subject was schizophrenic because of the huge pain, and the researchers got a new possibility by mistake. Unfortunately, the special situation could not be replicated, and the experimental subject eventually died. Due to the collapse of his genes, his mental power fluctuations made his emotional state abnormal, which is different from Wang Luan.

After all, none of the data he collected was exactly the same as Wang Luan.

Based on his observation and understanding of Wang Luan, he guessed that there may be some changes in her spirit, but now with the auxiliary data, he is more convinced that this Wang Luan is special.

"Beyond science, in the category of metaphysics, some believers believe that the relationship between spiritual power and soul is inseparable. I am also a little interested in this statement, the human body is just a skin, only the spirit lasts forever..."

Yan Qiongyu stopped the conversation meaningfully, and asked Wang Luan sincerely: "What do you think, Miss Wang Luan."

What do I think, you almost guessed my bottom line. When Wang Luan heard this quietly, he admired the betrothed a little, what kind of knowledge-seeking spirit this is.

Even the Wang family didn't care so much about her physical changes, they didn't know it so clearly. What kind of mind, just guessing can almost guess the answer.

but……

"What's the point of you doing this?" Wang Luan expressed confusion.

Yan Qiongyu also wondered if she would panic if her secret was revealed by herself, but her reaction made people feel unfulfilled.

"Well, this is my hobby, and," Yan Qiongyu said, "Miss Wang Luan can't see that I am seeking cooperation from you?"

What Wang Luan is most puzzled about is here: "Aren't we already cooperating?"

She said yes last time.

Yan Qiongyu is like a seller who encounters a stupid big guy who doesn't understand product data and doesn't care about product functions. His proficient words were always not in line with hers.

He took a breath and decided to cut off the overly long intro, saying, "I mean, we can have a deeper collaboration."

"You want to escape from here, right?" Yan Qiongyu didn't want to talk nonsense with her about scientific data, and went straight to the topic.

Wang Luan was refreshed: "Yes!"

Yan Qiongyu: "If you cooperate with me to accomplish what I want to do, then I can help you."

Wang Luan did not hesitate: "Okay!"

Yan Qiongyu: "..."

He waited for a while, but Wang Luan didn't ask him questions such as "What do you want to do?" "How can you help me?" "How do I escape from here, where do I go after escaping?"

He drew a big cake directly, and she dared to eat it directly. Is this smart or stupid?

Yan Qiongyu asked tentatively, "Miss Wang Luan, do you have anything else to say?"

Wang Luan said: "If you cooperate, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you too much. I just learned to make mecha models, and I can't make actual combat mechas independently. I'm learning mechanical repair and machine assembly recently, and I still have a lot of knowledge to absorb."

Yan Qiongyu: "...No, just cooperate with me to do something. I will tell you what to do."

Wang Luan said bluntly: "I can't do it if you have an intimate contact."

Yan Qiongyu knew that she had a psychological barrier in this area, and she hadn't thought about it at all. But it was the first time he heard an Alpha casually say that he couldn't do it, and looking at Wang Luan's eyes became a bit complicated: "...No, I will try to respect the wishes of the partner."

"However, does Miss Wang Luan really have any doubts?" Yan Qiongyu, who is accustomed to calculating everything to ensure that everything is safe, can't understand Wang Luan's gullible behavior.

But Wang Luan really had no doubts.

She was trapped in the city and couldn't get out on her own, it was already like this.

It doesn't matter if what he said is true or not, it doesn't matter if it's true, it doesn't matter if it's false, at least he has really extended her life for a while.

Even if he can't help her, she is willing to provide a little help, after all, in her opinion, this is still a young adult.

Finally, because of Yan Qiongyu's pheromone.

From the first time he smelled his pheromone, Wang Luan felt very special. At that time, his first reaction was the smell of "freedom". She somehow felt that this person must not want to be trapped here, and has always been an obedient and gentle Omega in the eyes of others.

Smart people have their own smarts, and ordinary people have their own smarts.

Today Yan Qiongyu told her that she could help her escape from here. The word escape itself reflected some of his own psychology, and Wang Luan guessed that he also wanted to leave here.

They seem to have some of the same ideas and similar situations. In this strange and lonely world, she hopes too much to find someone of the same kind. This has nothing to do with whether it is useful or not, she just feels a little relieved, as if she can absorb a little spirit of improvement.

Now that a consensus has been reached, Yan Qiongyu made a request: "Give me a tube of your blood and a little gland fluid."

Wang Luan said "yes", and suddenly remembered that Yan Qiongyu had expressed confusion about her not asking her questions twice just now, so he simply followed his wishes and asked more: "What's the use of you wanting these?"

Yan Qiongyu Xin, who thought she wouldn't ask anything this time, said, is she pretending to be stupid?

"Our current superficial labeling relies on gland fluid for external labeling, but this tricky method cannot be used for complete labeling. I am going to study how to use other methods to achieve complete labeling." Yan Qiongyu said very conservatively. There are loopholes, waiting for Wang Luan to ask questions, so as to know what doubts she has this time.

But she seems to have completed the task after asking this sentence, and she has become a state where she will die if she says one more word, and only spit out the word um.

Saying she doesn't care, it's not, saying she cares is a bit perfunctory. Smart people who think a lot can't help but think more and more.

Seeing that Yan Qiongyu didn't know why he didn't speak anymore, Wang Luan waited for a while and asked in confusion, "Next time I'll draw blood for you?"

She took out the blood-taker and other supplies that she had prepared for a long time, and Yan Qiongyu gave her a gentle smirk while holding the sharp and thin needle: "Now, take it."