Marry the Imperial Marshal after being reborn as O

When Mo Ningyuan put down the screwdriver, he realized that there was a second person in the room.

He lay sideways on the sofa, rubbed his fingers between his brows, and said in a tired and lazy tone, "When did you come?"

Avery replied, "Half an hour ago."

"Sorry." Mo Ningyuan closed her eyes, endured the dizziness after exhaustion and said, "I didn't notice you."

Ai Fuli shook his head nonchalantly, "Boss, you haven't left this door for three consecutive days, hasn't Candle Dragon been repaired yet?"

"Mr. Avery, to be precise, I have never been broken." The inconspicuous "iron block" placed on the table floated up, and said in an artificial voice without fluctuations: "It is sir who wants to perfect my functions. Will rewrite part of my system."

As a god-level mecha, Zhulong's dignity still needs to be maintained.

Listening to their conversation, Mo Ningyuan snorted.

His physical fitness belongs to the worst E-level, and he can't stand any fatigue, but he still maintains the habit before his rebirth, always working continuously for a long time regardless of his physical condition.

Putting all his heart and soul into it made him not feel tired, but when he relaxed, every cell gave out an overworked urge, and Mo Ningyuan's consciousness couldn't hold on, and he kept sliding into the darkness.

"Boss, wake up!" Seeing that Mo Ningyuan was about to fall asleep, Ai Fuli stopped talking nonsense to Zhulong, and handed the letter in his hand to Mo Ningyuan, "This is a letter from the Imperial Genetics Bureau to the boss, boss you Go to sleep after reading."

Mo Ningyuan narrowed her eyes like a lazy and arrogant cat, her voice was full of sleepiness, "A letter from the Imperial Genetic Bureau?"

"Yes, I checked the recipient's information three times, and I'm sure it's a letter addressed to you, Boss." Afuri scratched his head and said strangely, "Didn't you hand in the money, Boss? Why didn't they Still looking for you?"

Mo Ningyuan's drowsiness dissipated a bit, he sat up slowly, patted the folds of the hem of the clothes with his hands, and then took the letter, saw the wax seal on the envelope, and let out a "huh" in surprise.

Avery asked, "Boss, what's the matter?"

Zhulong replied instead of Mo Ningyuan: "The material used for the wax seal was extracted from the scraps of the mecha by the former imperial general Ji Ting when he was assembling the mech. The material ratio of the seal has been completely lost and has become a secret. Many scientists and mech designers have spent a long time researching, and no one has been able to solve the mystery of the formula so far. This material has become a rare product that cannot be copied. Only It will only be used in some important events involving the empire, such as the establishment of friendly diplomatic relations."

Mo Ningyuan nodded, and cursed inwardly, "A bunch of idiots".

This is not to scold those scientists and mecha designers for being stupid and unable to solve the mystery of the formula, but to scold them for devoting their energy to such insignificant things. , I don’t know how long the apparent peace can last, and the problem of food and clothing for the common people has not been solved. To explore such boring things, it is better to let those pampered and smart guys roll up their sleeves and go to the farmland.

"Admiral Ji Ting deserves to be called the Light of the Empire. Not only is he the first man in a century whose mental strength and physical fitness have reached the SSS+ level, but he can also design, assemble and drive mechas. Jia Chongming reversed the defeat with his own strength and won the victory." Having said this, Ai Fuli's tone dropped, "It's just that heaven is jealous of talents. In the last battle, Admiral Ji Ting served the country with his own body. A generation of legends has fallen."

When Mo Ningyuan heard the name "Ji Ting", Mo Ningyuan was a little dazed, feeling familiar and strange, as if he could touch it with his hand, but in fact it was thousands of miles away from him. Thinking of his reputation and status before rebirth, Mo Ningyuan Ning Yuan sighed, but without any regrets. From the moment he died, everything about Ji Ting was over. He is now Mo Ning Yuan, not General Ji Ting.

"I didn't realize that you are still his die-hard fan." Seeing Ai Fuli's fascinated face, Mo Ningyuan couldn't help joking.

"Of course, he is my male god in my life." Alfred changed his voice and said, "Since the wax seal is only used for important matters in the empire, why is it used here?"

Mo Ningyuan's expression turned serious. He took the small knife next to him, scratched his finger, and dripped blood onto the wax seal. The blood slowly seeped into the seal. The seal glowed yellowish, and the seal popped open automatically.

"Wow." Avery was already fascinated.

"This is the preciousness of the wax seal. When it is solidified, it is injected with the recipient's genes to ensure that only the recipient can open it." Candle Dragon explained.

The envelope was flat, and Mo Ningyuan took out a folded paper and a small envelope from it.

Mo Ningyuan opened the paper.

Dear Mr. Mo Ningyuan:

Congratulations, you have matched your ideal partner with a 100% genetic fit!Our staff have sent many messages to your optical brain, but have not received your reply. The only way to do this is, if you see this letter, please reply to us as soon as possible, otherwise we will use the army to come to the door in person Let you know about this news.

For information about matching objects, please refer to the small envelope or log on to our website. Please prepare for the marriage related matters as soon as possible. I wish you a happy wedding and a happy marriage for a hundred years!

After reading it, Mo Ningyuan's face turned dark, the blood vessels in his temples were throbbing, the blood all over his body rushed to his head, his brain, which had not been rested for three days, was overwhelmed, and his scalp was numb from the acupuncture-like pain.

To be honest, he really wants to scold people now.

In the second year after the victory of the war, the Imperial Gene Bureau was established. Its sole purpose was to match the omega with the alpha with the highest degree of genetic compatibility, so as to produce children with higher mental and physical strength, and all omega must be registered. Once the match is successful, they are forced to marry.

But there is an unwritten rule that as long as enough money is paid, omega's name can disappear from the list of the Imperial Genetic Bureau, but the money to be paid is enough to bankrupt the top fifty of the rich list, so only the political aristocrats Families that need friendship to maintain prosperity will pay the ransom money for their descendants, and almost no one in the folk has ever paid this money.

But Mo Ningyuan was an exception, he was the ruler of Dark Night Alley, he was extremely rich, so he naturally had the money.

After the war ended, a large number of civilians were displaced. The government had no energy to resettle them, and thus formed slums. The law and order here was chaotic, and burning, killing and looting happened frequently, and it became the main place for crime breeding. The government was powerless about this. Can only let it develop, a force called "Dark Night" gradually penetrated into every corner of the darkness, many gang forces in the slums were swallowed or wiped out by the dark night, only ten years, the dark night ruled this area, this area It was named "Dark Night Alley" by everyone.

After the dark night grew stronger, it became an invisible local government. The empire was very afraid of it, but saw that the slums were operating in an orderly manner under the rule of the dark night. Although they did illegal business, they were much more peaceful than before. And An Ye also showed enough sincerity that the imperial government turned a blind eye to them.

No one knows whether the ruler of the Dark Night Empire is an omega or the reborn former general of the empire, Ji Ting.

Mo Ningyuan withdrew her thoughts and sighed. Even if the money is paid, if the matching degree reaches [-]%, she must get married. He thought that there was no such possibility, but the reality taught him a lesson. Thinking of this, he suddenly became a little curious about the match Who is the target.

He opened the small envelope and browsed the information of the matching partner. Some data were lackluster. Mo Ningyuan glanced at it, and finally stopped at the occupation of that person.

He was silent for a few seconds and chuckled. He was surprised that even if the matching rate reached 100%, the Imperial Gene Bureau should not pay so much attention to it. Now he finally knows that his matching partner is the Imperial Marshal.

Mo Ningyuan sighed endlessly, in the helplessness of being teased by fate, she smiled self-deprecatingly, the smile was bitter and a little tired.

Ai Fuli was terrified by his laughter, shivered and said, "Boss, there seems to be something in the envelope."

Mo Ningyuan put away his smile, and returned to a state of laziness as if he didn't care about everything. He picked up the envelope, and a photo fell from the inside, fluttering down on Mo Ningyuan's lap. Mo Ningyuan's good photo Relative to the people above.

He caught his breath, and some images flooded into his mind.

He was still General Ji Ting at that time.

He stretched out his hand to lift the chin of the person in the photo, rubbed the tip of the other's nose ambiguously, but refused to kiss him.

Then it was gone, as if it was interrupted by someone, the last picture he remembered was the other party looking at him, with the fiery love in his eyes.

Mo Ningyuan took a deep breath, his face changed a few times, and finally he just laughed mockingly. It seems that he is really the darling of the heavens. Not only did he get a chance to be reborn, but he was also able to continue his life with the only little lover who had a heart-to-heart with him. edge.

Just never asked his opinion.

After being reborn, it took Mo Ningyuan a long time to accept that he became an omega. Now he can finally look at it calmly. After paying that large sum of money, he is ready to live his whole life chic and free. The most important thing is not to be pressured.

A [-]% genetic match has never happened before, and he also ignored this possibility. Looking at it now, it is still too early for him to feel relieved.

Even if he was the only person he loved when he was matched, he didn't want to be pressured.

Mo Ningyuan's face was serious, and he thought about countless ways to escape the match in his heart. After a few minutes, he sighed, the match was 100%, and the match was still the Marshal of the Empire.The Imperial Genetic Bureau will definitely take it very seriously. If he does not respond for a long time, the Imperial Genetic Bureau may really send troops to find him.

And he has a special identity, once discovered...

Mo Ningyuan's heart was ruled by a feeling of exhaustion and exhaustion. The life he worked so hard to manage was completely broken by a paper marriage.

Mo Ningyuan allowed herself to be depressed for a few minutes, then opened her eyes, read the pre-marriage precautions sent by the genetic bureau, patted the dust that did not exist on her clothes, and stood up.

"Ai Fuli, you will send me to a pre-marriage training institution tomorrow." Mo Ningyuan said softly.

Ai Fuli was stunned for a few seconds, and then exclaimed in surprise, "Boss, are you actually going to that kind of place?"

Mo Ningyuan looked at him with blue eyes and asked why silently.

Avery said emotionally: "That place is to teach the omega who is about to get married and the tricks to please the alpha. It is said that even how to use the body to make the alpha be sincere to him, the posture on the bed is the most basic... "

Mo Ningyuan: "..."