Make a fine Omega confident

Fortunately, they are not far from the school.

Lin Xiayang just stepped into the campus, and the bell rang from nowhere.

As soon as Lin Xiayang entered the school, he involuntarily slowed down. By this time, Chris had already disappeared.Qin Ange felt that being late was a foregone conclusion, and he was not in the mood to chase after class.

The two walked unhurriedly and slowly.

When he was about to walk to the door of the classroom, Qin Ange suddenly asked, "Do you think Chris is late?"

Lin Xiayang's eyeballs rolled around: "How do I know?"

When he walked to the door of the classroom, Lin Xiayang knew why Qin Ange asked such a question.

There was a person standing at the door of the classroom. Chris was squatting on the ground before. When he saw Qin Ange approaching, he quickly stood up.Chris asked, "Why are you late?"

Qin Ange lowered his head slightly and said, "Oh, I just overslept."

Qin Ange looked Chris up and down. Chris was short and thin, with brown freckles on his face, but he was very white, especially his overly big eyes, which seemed rather pitiful.He shrank his neck a little nervously, Chris looked at Qin Ange a little speechless.

Qin Ange asked casually, "Why don't you go in?"

Chris pointed to the door and stammered, "The door is locked."

Lin Xiayang stood quietly behind Qin Ange. Hearing what Chris said, he took a step forward and pushed Qin Ange away who was blocking the door.

He turns the handle.

Actually not locked.

The door opened.

Lin Xiayang grabbed the shoulder strap of the schoolbag with his backhand, and walked in sullenly.

He couldn't see the timidity of lying on the bed last night and shaking Qin Ange's hair automatically when he wasn't paying attention.

Qin Ange had nothing to say, and followed Lin Xiayang.He glanced at Chris who was still standing at the door, and kindly reminded, "Aren't you going in?"

Chris looked bewildered.

Qin Ange thought about it, he was afraid that Lin Xiayang would crash into the trap when his head was empty, so he ignored Chris and entered the classroom.

The male teacher who was teaching was writing with his back to the blackboard, and everyone in the audience lowered their heads, as if on purpose.

On the way to his seat, Qin Ange inspected the classroom with his eyes open and aboveboard.

Song Yuyang's desk that was originally placed next to Lin Xiayang disappeared, but this time there was no vacant seat.Lin Xiayang was already sitting obediently, and he took out a notebook with a pen in his hand, pretending to be taking notes.

Another person died this time, but the dead "Song Yuyang" did not appear in the classroom, and there were not many people in the classroom.

Qin Ange first listed three guesses in his heart.

First, "resurrection of the dead" needs to be at a specific place or timing, such as Wang Hang.

Second, Song Yuyang did replace "someone" like Wang Hang, but not here, the first monster that appeared in that house was Song Yuyang.

Third, there are too few analytical conditions, so it can only be determined temporarily.

Not long after Qin Ange entered the classroom, Chris came in poking his head.

Unlike Qin Ange, just as he stepped in with his left foot, he happened to see the male teacher turn around, and he saw Chris right away.

The male teacher frowned and said, "Chris, why are you late again today?"

Chris bowed his head and said nothing.

The male teacher shook his head, but said firmly, "I don't care what happened to you before, you must give me an explanation today."

Lin Xiayang tore off the last page of the new textbook handed out, wrote a few words and handed it to Qin Ange:

—Did that Omega take a fancy to you?

Qin Ange's attention was once again on the arrangement of classroom seats. He did not expect that Lin Xiayang would ask him this:

—Who are you talking about?

Lin Xiayang:

— Chris.

Qin Ange frowned:

—Is he an Omega?

Lin Xiayang wrote:

— I'm guessing, there's no synchronous smell here, I can't smell anything.

Oh.

Qin Ange glanced at Lin Xiayang. From his perspective, he could just see Lin Xiayang's small and crystal-clear earlobes. Perhaps because Qin Ange stared at him for a long time, Lin Xiayang's ears began to burn like hot.

After Lin Xiayang realized this, he immediately put down his pen, covered his ears, and gave Qin Ange a wary look.

Qin Ange suddenly remembered the news he knew a long time ago that Lin Xiayang was an Omega.

When Qin Ange was very young, he had read about the difference between Alpha, Omega and beta in books.

But at that time, he never thought that he would be a beta in the future... Qin Ange didn't care about this, because he knew that he would become the strongest supernatural person. Under such circumstances, beta might not be right for him more convenient.

After thinking wildly for a while, Qin Ange suddenly became curious. He wondered what Lin Xiayang's pheromone smelled like.

Qin Ange picked up the pen:

— By the way, I don't think I have asked you yet, what is your pheromone?

Seeing this sentence, Lin Xiayang was taken aback, and when he realized it, he blushed and slapped Singer Qin An with his palm.

Lin Xiayang seemed to be on fire, wishing he could jump up, he wrote vigorously:

— How can you ask me this!

Although Lin Xiayang didn't listen to it carefully in class, his mother held his ear at home and asked him to listen to the special physiology class after his differentiation. Alpha asks about Omega pheromone, doesn't it mean that they want to spend the estrous period together? !

... This is sexual|harassment|harassment!

This is sexual|harassment|harassment!

Shameless Qin Ange, what does he want to do? !

Qin Ange asked a little strangely:

- What's wrong?

Lin Xiayang pulled the paper, and was about to express his anger at the moment with words, but just as the pen fell on the paper, Lin Xiayang belatedly remembered that Qin Ange was not an Alpha, but a beta.

Everyone's physiology class is divided according to gender.

Lin Xiayang had no reason to scold Qin Ange, and without the anger just now, his emotions suddenly disappeared:

—I almost forgot you were a beta.

Qin Ange was taken aback when he saw this sentence.

Lin Xiayang lacked interest, and originally wanted to mock Qin Ange for the fact that someone seemed to like him, but it turned out to be a dungeon npc.Now that he lost interest all of a sudden, and let Qin Ange tease him with ignorance, Lin Xiayang was at a loss.

Lin Xiayang wanted to avoid this topic, but Qin Ange didn't know the twists and turns in Lin Xiayang's mind.

He stared at Lin Xiayang's words in silence for a while, wrote a question mark on the paper and handed it over.

This is actually quite difficult to answer.

Because of the feeling of pheromone, in Lin Xiayang's feelings, it can't be counted as smell in many cases.

Lin Xiayang wrote with some embarrassment:

— After you release the dungeon, you can buy a bowl of sweet milk mixed with water and drink it.

The more Lin Xiayang thought about it, the more ashamed he became, and he couldn't help lying down on the table, covering the unsatisfactory glands on the back of his neck with his right hand.

Really, be an omega and be an omega, this smell is not cool at all, it's so embarrassing.

Qin Ange looked up at the quiet classroom. He often felt that someone was watching him, but he was not afraid at all.

This time Qin Ange didn't write. With rare confusion, he asked softly, "Why drink?"

When Lin Xiayang heard Qin Ange ask him, he forgot to write, and said directly: "Because the sense of smell is connected with the sense of taste, some food tastes too bland, you have to eat it to feel its taste."

It's like sweet milk, it tastes so weak, but Lin Xiayang's pheromone doesn't smell so weak.

When Qin Ange heard Lin Xiayang say this, he subconsciously wanted to correct Lin Xiayang.

The pheromone should not correspond to the sense of smell, it is desire, human sexual desire.

But Qin Ange didn't say anything.

Lin Xiayang has a simple brain, and is often described by Qin Ange as like a diode that can only emit light.

But Qin Ange felt that he had also stepped into this misunderstanding of thinking. He looked at Lin Xiayang who was lying on the table and clutching the back of his neck in anger, his Adam's apple rolled up and down automatically.

He could consciously notice that his mind was spinning rapidly, but it was just spinning, not thinking.

Something is wrong.

The windows of this classroom, no, this teaching building, exploded in an instant, and the paper and pens that were left on the table were suspended as if they had lost gravity.

There was nothing unusual about the people in this classroom. They sat on unfloated seats and calmly watched these things floating in the air.

The whole building began to deform and distort, and through the broken glass, the sky outside also began to flash beautiful colors.

Chris, who was standing on the edge of the podium, didn't know what he saw. He screamed suddenly and ran from the front door of the classroom.

Lin Xiayang thought that he and Qin Ange had stepped on a special point in the dungeon by talking secretly, so he stood up vigilantly and gathered his abilities in time.

He was afraid that it would be the same as before, with a different landscape from what Qin Ange saw, so he turned around and wanted to tell Qin Ange to pay attention.

As a result, Lin Xiayang looked back and found that Qin Ange was still sitting motionless on his seat, covering his forehead with his hands, and there were fine beads of sweat on his temples.

Qin Ange asked hoarsely: "Lin Xiayang, let me ask you, have you ever learned how to deal with emergencies during simulation training?"

This is a compulsory course for freshmen, and of course Lin Xiayang took it. He nodded hesitantly, because Lin Xiayang knew that he was a little... not good at learning.

Qin Ange looked in pain, he gritted his teeth and said, "That's good."

Following Qin Ange's words, the shattered glass fragments were reassembled and assembled back to their original positions little by little, the suspended tables, chairs, pens and papers slowly returned to their original positions, and the distorted classroom returned to its original state.

Qin Ange's voice was a little hoarse, he said: "I can't control myself now, the ability just got out of control."

Qin Ange said: "You have two choices now, either hurry up and catch up with Chris, and crack this dungeon within an hour. I have speeded up the already chaotic dungeon flow, which may reduce the difficulty for you to complete the dungeon alone .”

"Of course, if you don't complete this copy within an hour, then I suggest that you can only hide yourself quickly and don't be discovered by me."

"Otherwise you're doomed."

At first, Lin Xiayang didn't understand what Qin Ange said.

"I just experimented. If I want to break through the level violently, it is quite simple for me, regardless of the consequences. But if I do this, I will become a "living spirit" in this dungeon in a sense "As long as I don't want to leave, it means that I will become the leader in this copy."

Qin Ange said: "Did you find out? There is no option to log out automatically in this emergency selection, unless you die."

"You are so afraid of pain that you will not commit suicide."

"I don't necessarily guarantee that I can become an Alpha who is still rational in estrus."