Boss, I want your pheromones

Taking advantage of the time when everyone got up from their seats, Zuo Zhao followed the team to Qi Jiangran's side, and pouted at Sha Yunting, who was standing next to the instructor, who was as proud as a peacock spreading its tail.

"The instructor has only taught for half a class, and he asked to use guns... I guess it's because there are so many Omega in our classroom, and he wants to find a chance to show off?"

Qi Jiangran put away his notes and stood up: "It doesn't matter if you go to see the real firearms, the instructor of the theory class will always find time to make up for us. As for him wanting to show off, let him do it, just don't interfere with other people's classes."

The voices of the two of them were very low, and Sha Yunting probably got into a fight with him these few days, and raised his eyebrows at him provocatively, not knowing what bad idea he was holding back in his heart.

Zuo Zhao knew that Qi Jiangran was going to have a fever these few days, so he walked beside him every step of the way, blocking Sha Yunting's sight while whispering.

"If the instructor asks someone to go out for a demonstration later on, don't go. Sha Yunting doesn't have a good reputation in the circle of noble children. It seems that he will take revenge. You stole his limelight yesterday, if today-- "

"What's more, using firearms consumes a lot of pheromones. Your current body is no better than when you ran the 400-meter obstacle yesterday."

"Don't worry, I haven't touched firearms before, let alone I don't want to do demonstrations at all, even if I want to, I'm afraid I can't do it."

While talking, they soon arrived at the firearms storage room.

As a school directly under the Central Military Academy, the Imperial Central Military Academy has almost the most complete range of firearms.

A firearms storage room is almost bigger than a gymnasium. Multiple security protections have been set up for large and small rooms according to the risk factor of weapons. There are only two or three rooms that freshmen can enter.

Before the instructor opened his mouth to introduce, Sha Yunting had already stepped in front of a row of firearms and cleared his throat: "Look, here is the A1 series that the instructor just introduced. The cost of this series of firearms is cheap. It's too cumbersome to use, and none of our family's guards are equipped with such guns."

"Our home is the A3 series. Although the cost is ten times more expensive, the firepower and performance are much better than the A1 series, and the value for money is excellent."

The arrogance of a child from a wealthy family can be seen in the tone of his voice.

Almost half of the students who were admitted to the Central Military Academy were from poor families. Hearing this, they looked at Sha Yunting with disgust.

However, there are still a few Alphas from the small family to support: "Brother Ting, we are not like you, how can we get access to such high-end weapons! Brother Ting must have learned how to use firearms since he was a child, why don't you show us how to open our eyes? "

"Oh, how can this work? I just know a thing or two. To demonstrate this kind of thing, of course, let a professional instructor do it."

Sha Yunting could hardly conceal the joy in his eagle eyes, and he tried to hold down Chen's gun several times, but he suppressed it.He waved his hands pretending to be reserved, but his eyes were full of excitement when he looked at the instructor.

Yesterday, the first place in the test that was about to be obtained was taken away by an unknown and delicate Omega.

Today, when he came to the field of firearms, which he was good at, he didn't believe that that Omega who came out of an unknown ravine could have a chance to touch the gun.

While talking, he glanced at Qi Jiangran with flickering eyes. He thought he would see an expression of anger or jealousy on the girl's chirping face, but the boy standing in the crowd didn't even look at him. Did not give him.

The other party had a calm face and clear eyes, and upon closer inspection, he was actually looking at the communicator, completely ignoring him!

There was an unknown fire in his heart, Sha Yunting gritted his teeth, and the thought of "I must give him some color later" flashed through his mind again and again.

"Student Sha said just now that the performance of the A3 series is better than that of the A1 series. It is indeed a fact, but the high cost makes it impossible for the A3 series to be fully equipped in the army."

"If there are students here who study pheromone research, maybe they can develop and improve it in the future, and see how to solve the problem of excessive pheromone consumption in the use of some types of firearms."

Qi Jiangran was recalling in his mind the styles, performances, and parameters of several firearms that the instructor had just mentioned, and his almond eyes regained a little focus.

If he can really successfully improve his weapons and equipment in the future, maybe Yu Hongxi will feel more relaxed when he fights on the edge of the interstellar world?

"As for the demonstration proposed by a few students just now, there is a special target in the next room for everyone to practice on. Since student Sha Yunting knows so much about firearms, why not let student Sha do the demonstration instead of me."

As soon as the instructor's words fell, Zuo Zhao's face collapsed: "Tsk, Sha Yunting got another chance to show off. Look at the expression on his face, he can't even hide his smile."

With one hand in his pocket, Sha Yunting randomly picked up an A1 standard firearm with the other, and greeted everyone to go to the next room: "The instructor is flattering me too much, my knowledge of firearms is still very shallow... Hey, The students in the back quickly follow up!"

When walking past Qi Jiangran, he pretended to bump into him casually with a smirk.

Half of Qi Jiangran's mind was still on the matter of improving weapons and equipment. After being hit like this, he immediately withdrew his thoughts and glanced at Sha Yunting who was winking at him and making gestures. He just stopped and waited for Sha Yun Ting knew that it was boring to leave, so he dragged his feet and followed at the end of the line.

The practice room is more spacious. 200 meters away is a target as high as a person. Sha Yunting is already standing in the center of the field holding a gun.

"Don't be afraid, everyone, this gun is filled with empty ammunition, even if it hits someone, it won't be lethal."

Sha Yunting glanced sideways at Qi Jiangran, the plain expression on the young man's face made him find it annoying no matter how he looked at it, so he couldn't help whistling.

"So who, student Qi Jiangran, there's no need to hide so far, right? It's just fake bullets. You've run so far. If you go to the battlefield in the future, you might just pee out of fear?"

Several Alphas who had a good relationship with Sha Yunting responded one after another: "Hahaha, brother Ting, he is an Omega, so it's normal for him to be timid. In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't explain it. We all know your level. How could you be able to fight if you hit every shot? On other students!"

Qi Jiangran frowned slightly, and quickly grabbed Zuo Zhao, who was jumping angrily and wanted to reason, his clear voice was a little uncomfortable due to the faint pain of the glands, but there was not much annoyance.

"It's all they talk about, and it won't hurt me, so don't waste your time talking with them."

Sha Yunting would show off whenever he wanted to show off, and provoke whenever he wanted to be provocative.

only……

Qi Jiangran waited until all the curious eyes around him turned away from him, and then lightly touched the part covered by the glandular body on the back of his neck.

Now it seems that whenever his mood fluctuates, the glands are extremely sensitive.

The young man put down his hand, subconsciously trying to touch the inhibitor in his pocket with his fingertips, but found that there was only a piece of air in his pocket, and the needle-shaped inhibitor had been lost at some point...

[The author has something to say]: Ran Ran: What should I do if the inhibitor is dropped?

Major Yu: I, Humanoid Inhibitor.