I'm a professional

Even if Bai Mu didn't say anything, Chris probably guessed what happened.

Especially on the second day, part of Bai Mu's access to this room was locked.

Chris felt that he needed to talk to the young master.

As the other half of the owner of this house, the child has the right to go anywhere in this "home".

And getting along with him during this period is enough for Chris to understand that he is a very measured child, and he will never do anything that crosses the line.

But Chris's plan failed in the end, and the Slosha star rebels on the edge of the alliance took control of the local government and issued a declaration of leaving the alliance.

Lu Zhuo was awakened by the news in the middle of the night, and left without even having time to say hello.

Not to mention Chris, how worried and worried he is.

After Lu Zhuo left, Bai Mu felt deeply at ease.

The old butler felt that Bai Mu had a sense of proportion because he was not interested in those things, but now, facing the mecha...

He can be said to be very incompetent.

When he was still a "cannon fodder", he could forget the task in order to minor in a mecha design, and almost overturned his car.

Now a real mecha that can be activated is placed in front of him... Can he really hold back and not take any action?

--impossible.

As for his current authority being locked?

what is the relationship?He has a system!

For the next few days.

In the eyes of the old housekeeper, after the blow that day, the young man locked himself in the room and rarely went out except for meal time... It seemed that he had returned to the days when he first came here, and he retracted himself into the shell again .

And actually...

Bai Muke is completely different from this "little poor" image.

Over the past few days, Bai Mu has become extremely proficient in the one-stop service of fooling around with the monitor, unlocking access permissions, and erasing traces.

He used it too many times, and the system started offering discounts.

The system can't believe it now, this is its host who can pester for a whole day for a point - it is so generous that it can't help but apply for inspection.

Bai Mu: These points are really worth it!

If it weren't for the astronomical number of points needed to invade the control system of "Morning Star" (the mecha he saw that day), Bai Mu would have gone up to experience the joy of driving the mecha long ago.

And in the past few days, Bai Mu didn't get nothing even after analyzing the structure of his licking face belt. At least he finally knew why the protagonist was so excited and stopped him that day.

——This is a two-person mech.

This setting is so familiar to Bai Mu: the proper protagonist Gongshou's royal car, of course he is not qualified for a supporting role to touch.

But with such a high-level mech dangling in front of him, and looking at the civilian ones on the star network... No matter how you look at it, it doesn't feel right.

want to...

He also wanted a majestic combat mecha.

Bai Mu was so heartbroken that he rolled back and forth on the wide double bed.

Want, want, want, want...

It's just that as he rolled, the impression in his mind gradually changed from Chenxing's steel shell to Lu Zhuo's face.

Consciousness seemed a little chaotic, he remembered that short hug outside the training room...

The muscles of the other party's arms tensed up, sticking tightly to his waistline, and the alpha's strong and reassuring breath filled his mouth and nose, bringing an unspeakable sense of comfort.

want to……

Bai Mu exhaled hot tremors, unconsciously, his hands touched the glands on the back of his neck, and rubbed them lightly a few times, but it only made the situation worse. He squeezed hard with his hands a handful.

This sudden stimulation was a bit strong, and Bai Mu shivered and curled up.

Finally some sanity came back...

Bai Mu was shocked:! ! !

He has lived a long life, and he actually wants to attack the protagonist? !

The system reminded, "You're in love."

Bai Mu:? !send what?What love? !

—Isn’t he already married? !

He rubbed his hot head, and knew that he was just burning stupid:

After the so-called "marriage", the omega pheromones are soothed, and there will be no more unstable estrus periods.This refers to the "permanent mark", and I have never heard of a "marriage certificate" that can have such a magical effect.

So now he needs...inhibitors.

Bai Mu wanted to get out of bed, but when his feet touched the ground, he fell straight down as if he had no bones.

again? !

That wave of heat swept over again, Bai Mu curled up into a ball, whimpered softly for a while, followed the previous experience, pinched the back of his neck vigorously, and finally regained some mobility.

In this situation, it is definitely impossible for him to find the inhibitor by himself. He shook his hands and clicked on the light brain, trying to dial Chris's communication, but his trembling fingers didn't work. Next.

The sound effect from the communication made Bai Mu withdraw his hand in relief, "San'er, hurry up... shield it..."

It's just that before Bai Mu completely lost consciousness, his vision, which had been blurred by tears, couldn't see clearly - the word "Lu Zhuo" was written on the communication interface impressively.

On the other side, the military department.

"Brother Zhuo, you need to rest!"

At this time, Lu Zhuo's lips were pale, and his neat short hair was already soaked in sweat. His hands were tightly grasped on the metal frame beside him. The stud steel metal rods are pinched and bent.

——His state is indeed not good.

Lu Zhuo forcibly separated his spiritual body on the Starnet just now, half of which was used to negotiate with the leaders of the rebel army, and the other half took advantage of this cover to track down their traces from the Starnet.

Separating the mental body is a very dangerous act, not to mention that no matter which of these two tasks requires him to expend a lot of energy.

Yan Yiran held down Lu Zhuo who was about to get up, and forcibly released the optical brain on his wrist.

"You should enter the medical cabin now! Leave the rest to me... us!"

……

When Lu Zhuo was sent to the medical cabin, there was a brief silence in the combat room.

The medical officer next to him looked at Lu Zhuo's mental strength for a while, and couldn't help saying: "I remember, Marshal Lu and his omega match rate are good, right? This situation..."

Before the medical officer finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sharp voice——

"No!"

This made everyone look at it: After all, when the matching rate is high enough, the partner's pheromone can indeed have a soothing effect on Alpha's spirit.

After Yan Yiran interrupted the medical officer with a loud voice, he couldn't help saying two more times, "No, no..."

He forcibly explained: "Brother Zhuo has already entered the medical warehouse, and it's not appropriate to come out now... and Brother Zhuo doesn't like getting involved in public and private affairs..."

Under the watchful eyes of his comrades-in-arms, Yan Yiran's tone became weaker and his face turned pale little by little. He said hastily, "I'll go to the computing center to see the results, you...you decide to good……"

Then, fled.

Those who remained looked at each other for a while, and finally did not express any opinion on the medical officer's proposal, and each found an excuse to leave. After all, Lu Zhuo's mental power locked the range of the rebel army, and they still had to do the rest of the careful investigation.

Busy is really busy, but...

Yan Yiran likes Lu Zhuo, and the people who often work in the military department know it well, and the marshal himself doesn't think about it.After all, it was okay when I was young, but now that I have grown up for so long, and still call "Brother Zhuo, Brother Zhuo", even this group of straight A's tastes wrong.

Originally, everyone maintained a happy attitude towards this.

But I didn't expect that the marshal suddenly went to choose an omega. From the time he revealed the news to getting married, it took a total of one month...and didn't even give everyone a reaction time.

Compared with the omega who didn't meet, this group of old men is of course more inclined to the half-group pet's Yan Yiran.

At this moment, no one said anything, only the medical officer who was inexplicably stopped by the drink was left confused.

——There is a simpler and more effective way to not use it. If you have to suffer this crime, what’s wrong?

……

Yan Yiran ran out in embarrassment, only to realize that he was still holding Lu Zhuo's optical brain in his hand.

He was already disturbed by exposing his small thoughts, but the vibration of the optical brain communication made his hands tremble, and he almost threw the optical brain out.

He suppressed his beating heart and looked down at the communication request.

It simply marked "omega" without even a name.

Yan Yiran knew who this was, and he couldn't help thinking about what Brother Zhuo meant by marking——

Do you mean "his omega"?

But even the name is not marked...

Does it mean that in his heart... just an omega?

The latter conjecture did not make him uncontrollably happy.

Yan Yiran stared at the communication request interface for a long time, then stretched out his hand...and hung up.

After a pause, he hesitated for a while on the choice of "Delete Records".

Finally did not start.

——Brother Zhuo won't blame him for such a trivial matter...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing a bit of a bittersweet smile.

Chris found out that something was wrong at dinner time.

Although Bai Mu has been in an "autistic" state these days, he still eats three meals a day on time.

Now, the dinner was laid out for a long time, but the boy was nowhere to be seen.

Thinking about Bai Mu's mental state these days, Chris couldn't help but have a bad feeling.

After knocking on the door several times without any response, he immediately opened the authority and forcibly opened the door from the outside.

The rushing omega pheromone was so strong that even Chris, a beta, could feel it clearly.

Inside, the boy seemed to have fallen off the bed and curled up into a ball in the corner. His exposed skin was already burnt red, the cloth on his body was already drenched with sweat, and his body was still trembling with pain.

Chris didn't know what expression to make anymore, but his accomplishments over the years allowed him to take the most correct action. He quickly manipulated the intelligent system to send the inhibitor over, while he himself stepped forward quickly and sent the inhibitor to him. The child curled up in a ball was picked up.

But when he got closer, he saw the glands on the back of Bai Mu's neck, and beside them were bruised and purple fingerprints, which had been swollen by himself.

That was a subconscious move by an omega in estrus that couldn't be relieved...

Some omegas even caused permanent damage to their glands because of this.

The old butler stiffly carried the child onto the bed, and carefully placed him in a side-lying position, so as not to cause secondary damage to the already scarred glands.

During this time, the inhibitor had been delivered to the side by the home robot, and Chris quickly injected Bai Mu.

The sharp needle pierced the hot and red skin, and the light yellow medicinal liquid inside was injected into the body - most of the inhibitors were taken orally, but in the case of the young man, it was obvious that the oral inhibitors could not take effect.

After a while, the inhibitor took effect, and the pained look on the young man's delicate face finally eased.

His body is not as hot as before, but his skin is still pink because of the burn just now.

Chris breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was able to deal with the wound on the back of Bai Mu's neck, but he accidentally touched the boy's optical brain during his movements.

The interface where the communication was hung up suddenly came into view.

The old butler's pupils shrank.

——He couldn't even imagine how desperate this child was when he was hung up.