Defeat magic with science

The two returned to the hotel where they were temporarily staying. Zhou Yan originally planned to go around the street after dinner to inquire about news about Lu Lian, and to check whether the news had officially appeared in the official bulletin.

The plan was very good, but an accident happened during dinner.

Luo Futu's old injury recurred.

This incident happened without warning. When Zhou Yan was about to go out, Luo Futu was still eating and said, "Go, be careful on the way."

Zhou Yan was just about to say "yes", but he saw a trace of blood slowly flowing from the corner of his mouth. The blood went over the corner of his slightly upturned mouth, flowed down his chin, and then dripped on his collarbone, highlighting his tenderness. Pale skin stands out.

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong with you?"

Luo Futu frowned slightly: "I'm fine..."

Then he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

Zhou Yan was taken aback by him, and hurriedly helped him to sit on the bed. Unexpectedly, his hand touched the wound on his shoulder, and the blood that had stopped earlier came out through the bandage.

"The wound burst open? Why is it bleeding again... What did you do?"

Zhou Yan didn't care about other things, he went to find out half of the hemostatic powder left in the salute box, and then asked the attendants in the store to prepare hot water and spirits. Luo Futu's wound collapsed horribly, and Zhou Yan was very worried He will die without treatment.

Luo Futu covered the wound and frowned, the remaining blood on his face faded quickly: "Perhaps it's because...that monster injured it, and it's not easy to heal. I'm sorry, I have to trouble you again."

Zhou Yan frowned slightly when he heard him say this: "What nonsense, the injury is because of me..."

Zhou Yan cut the bandage on his chest and poured a pile of hemostatic powder on it. The medicine powder, which was very useful, had no effect at all this time. Can't stop the blood.Zhou Yan was so nervous that sweat oozed from his forehead. Seeing Luo Futu's blood flowed more and more, his face became paler and paler, and there was nothing he could do, he finally couldn't hold back anymore.He kept wiping Luo Futu's wound, his hands trembling slightly.

"How could this be...how could this be! The bleeding has obviously stopped!"

Luo Futu frowned tightly, and grabbed Zhou Yan's wrist: "It's okay...don't worry."

Zhou Yan vaguely remembered that some soldiers who were injured by monsters like Lu Li'an would also suffer from bleeding, but because of the advanced technology and mature medicine of Miyunxing, there would not be a big problem. However, this is the backward Yujin Continent, and there are only a few kinds of treatment methods in my hands, and there is no guarantee that I can save him...

"Would you be sad if I died?"

Hearing these words, Zhou Yan suddenly raised his head, and saw Luo Futu was staring at him very intently, the expression on his face was unexpectedly normal—even because of the injury, he looked a little fragile, Zhou Yan tightly pursed the corners of his mouth , After a while, he said: "Yes, you are...you are a rare collaborator."

Luo Futu was not very satisfied with this answer: "Just because you are a collaborator?"

Zhou Yan pressed his wound: "Don't talk nonsense, I won't let you die."

"What if I die immediately?"

"no!!"

……

Zhou Yan heard himself growl very loudly, and then he woke up.When he came back to his senses, he found himself sitting on the bed, panting heavily, his hands were not stained red by Luo Futu's blood, and Luo Futu was not beside him.

……what happened?Is it just a dream?Why do you have such a dream?

"What's wrong, you're having nightmares again."

A voice came from the side, which brought Zhou Yan back to his senses. He looked sideways, and Luo Futu was still sitting under the window as before, with a silver pot and a small cup in front of him.

Zhou Yan was so thirsty in his dream that he got up from the bed, snatched the cup in his hand and drank it down without saying a word.

...was wine?

Luo Futu looked at him in surprise: "Massive."

Zhou Yan swallowed the liquid in his mouth with difficulty: "Sit here and drink without sleeping in the middle of the night? Don't you know if you are hurt?"

Luo Futu smiled indifferently, took the wine glass from him, and filled the glass again: "It's okay, I'm in good health."

But just having that kind of dream, Zhou Yan felt lingering fear, he sat down beside him with a blank expression, and gently took his glass away: "Don't drink it."

Luo Futu looked at him with an unpredictable expression, as if he wanted to see some emotions from his expressionless face, but Zhou Yan didn't show any special expression, just tightened the hand holding the cup, and his eyes flicked from time to time. He glanced up at the bandage on his chest—it was perfectly flat and showed no signs of breaking.

It seems that the dreams are all the opposite. Perhaps it is because he is very afraid of Lulian in the depths of his soul that he has this kind of dream.

Luo Futu raised his hand to gently support his chin, and looked at him with a smile: "What if I insist on drinking?"

"..."

Zhou Yan stared at him for a few seconds, almost couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. Sure enough, it was just a dream. How could Luo Futu have such a normal expression on his face? He always looked at himself with this perverted expression.

When Zhou Yan was silent, Luo Futu took the wine glass out of his hand. Before he could react, the latter had raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and then poured another glass.

"By the way, why do you always have nightmares recently? What the hell did you dream about? Screaming 'No—'sit up from the bed and startle me."

Zhou Yan heard him mention that dream again, feeling inexplicably irritable: "It's nothing, I can't remember clearly."

Luo Futu looked at him calmly: "Did you often have nightmares before?"

Zhou Yan was left speechless by his question, looked left and right, suddenly picked up the wine glass in front of him, poured it into his mouth, and then swallowed it hard.

Good question, before?He used to be a person who didn't even need psychological counseling to kill people on the battlefield for the first time. His nerves were so tough that the instructor felt that there was something wrong with him.How did he know that he has been dreaming one after another recently, and the dreams are still full of unspeakable scenes, which is annoying to death.

Luo Futu stared at Zhou Yan's Adam's apple sliding up and down as he swallowed the wine, hooking the corners of his lips, then took another cup and filled them both.

"Actually, as a collaborator, you can tell me anything you have on your mind."

Zhou Yan glanced at him coldly—this protagonist who has occupied all his dreams recently has the nerve to say such words in a high-sounding manner.

"Don't worry about it."

"..."

——Well, Zhou Yan is still the same Zhou Yan, and he won't open up to himself just because of one or two dreams, hum, it's really a headache.

Luo Futu stared at him, picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

Zhou Yan's recent dream was naturally related to Luo Futu. As a spiritual master who is proficient in various witchcraft and spells, it is naturally easy to manipulate a person's dreams.He didn't intend to play this kind of trick, but Zhou Yan's speech today made him feel strongly uncomfortable, so he tried it out.

Luo Futu narrowed his eyes. Under the moonlight, his eyelashes almost turned into a transparent color. He covered the lower half of his face with his hands, hiding his snake-like possessiveness.

I hate this uncontrollable situation the most.

Luo Futu knew that Zhou Yan was not a person who could be controlled, but if he wanted to cooperate and put himself aside, that would be impossible. No one could escape unscathed after provoking him.

"tasty?"

Luo Futu saw that Zhou Yan had drained the wine in the glass, and poured another glass for him.

Zhou Yan said casually: "It's okay, I don't like this very much."

——If he has no special hobbies or obsessions, it proves that he has no weaknesses.Luo Futu hates people without weaknesses, because they are difficult to control, and when the person he cares about has no weaknesses, he suddenly feels at a loss.

He couldn't lock up Zhou Yan's hands and feet. According to Zhou Yan's personality, that would definitely lead to a deadly situation.

Fortunately, he still cared about himself in the dream.Zhou Yan seems to like this kind of thing very much, he sympathizes with the weak.But in reality, I don't know if he will have such outgoing emotions.

After all, he almost allowed himself to bite his glands in the dream, but when he woke up, he turned his face like a scumbag.

Give it a try.

While he was drinking with his head up, Luo Futu scratched the wound lightly with his fingers, and blood immediately appeared on the clean bandage.Zhou Yan put down the cup, Luo Futu was drinking this cup, his eyes glanced over inadvertently, and suddenly found blood oozing from his bandage.

Zhou Yan stood up abruptly, he closed his eyes forcefully, opened them again, and saw that the red was still there, it wasn't his dazzled eyes.Zhou Yan pointed at Luo Futu's chest and said after a long time: "You are bleeding!!"

Luo Futu looked down and said with a smile, "It probably broke apart accidentally, it's a trivial matter."

"Come here for me!"

Zhou Yan grabbed Luo Futu's hand and pulled him up. He dragged him to sit on the edge of the bed, and quickly brought scissors and bandages, but when he wanted to remove the bandages, Zhou Yan hesitated. He was afraid that the bandages would be removed. Then it will be like in a dream, his bleeding won't stop.

...after all, that's what actually happens.

"What's the matter? Why don't you do it?"

Hearing Luo Futu's voice, Zhou Yan finally came back to his senses. He froze for a moment, and slowly cut off the bandage. When the wound inside was exposed, Zhou Yan hardly dared to take a closer look.Luo Futu suddenly laughed a few times: "What's the matter with you, removing a bandage is like dismantling a bomb, otherwise don't dismantle it, it's fine anyway."

"No."

Zhou Yan said something quickly and in a low voice, and then cut off the rest: "Change the dressing, and check the wound."

Luo Futu raised his eyebrows and let him do it. His expression became a little unpredictable, because Zhou Yan's behavior just now was more concerned than he thought.

Luo Futu got the answer he wanted and was very satisfied.

The bandage was removed, and the healed wound was only broken with a small edge. Zhou Yan was relieved when he saw the condition of the wound.Luo Futu hated his healthy physique very much, at least he should delay it for a few days.

But he said on his mouth: "Look, I just said it's okay, it just broke apart accidentally."

Zhou Yan glanced at him, said nothing, and wrapped a new bandage on him silently.

Luo Futu stared at him with a smile in his eyes: "You care about me very much."

Zhou Yan said casually: "As a collaborator."

"Just a collaborator?"

——The dialogue overlapping with the dream made Zhou Yan feel a little confused.

He didn't answer, the next second Luo Futu suddenly approached him, Zhou Yan retreated subconsciously, but he was originally sitting by the bed, and when he retreated like this, his back directly leaned against the railing beside the bed.

Luo Futu stared into his eyes, wrapped his arms loosely around him, and almost held Zhou Yan in his arms: "Do you want to think about it and change the relationship."

Zhou Yan quickly refused: "No need."

Luo Futu raised the corners of his lips: "Why? You are clearly not disgusted."

Zhou Yan looked at him expressionlessly, thinking in his mind—why?Why the first reaction was to reject Luo Futu's proposal, in fact, he didn't hate him.His breath came over with the smell of alcohol, which made Zhou Yan a little drunk.If it was someone else, he might just beat him to the ground.

Zhou Yan couldn't figure it out, and he didn't bother to think: "If you continue to tease me, the cooperation relationship will come to an end."

Luo Futu felt wronged: "I didn't play tricks on you."

"Then what are you doing now? It's still the alpha's possessiveness at work."

"You have prejudice against Alpha, I'm not that kind of person."

——No, it’s strange.

But the real reason is not because of this...

Zhou Yan stared at him for a long time, he really couldn't figure it out, if it was because he suddenly changed from Alpha to Omega and couldn't adapt to his gender, he couldn't fully explain it.In fact, thinking about it carefully, he really didn't have to resist so much.

Perhaps it was because he resisted too strongly that he kept having this kind of dream.He didn't have that kind of desire before, because after using the inhibitor, as an Alpha, he will not actively generate the need, but after he became an Omega, the situation has become very different. Some ideas.

Could it be that Omega's body structure and hormone fluctuations are different from Alpha's?

Zhou Yan has not studied Omega carefully, but only knows that Omega will indeed undergo some changes when it reaches sexual maturity. The difference is obvious. Alpha's estrus is passive estrus, but Omega will actively estrus.

Zhou Yan couldn't judge whether it was related to this, he only knew that he had to solve this matter as soon as possible, and he couldn't let such trivial matters affect his judgment.

He's been getting more and more irrational lately.

Zhou Yan looked at Luo Futu for a long time, and his expression gradually softened: "Okay."

He straightened up and pushed Luo Futu to keep him away from him: "I admit, I really don't hate you. If there is a need in the future, I will give you priority."

"..."

Luo Futu was stunned, and subconsciously asked: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows at him: "literally."

——Literally, he can get the right to have sex with him first.

Why is this person like this? !

Zhou Yan stood up with a comprehension expression on his face: "I don't quite understand, but if you think about it seriously, giving in to pheromone or dopamine to some extent will not affect my life...Of course you can also refuse. "

Luo Futu directly turned black: "What will you do if I refuse you?"

Zhou Yan thought seriously: "You are not the only Alpha in the world..."

"impossible!"

Luo Futu interrupted his next words loudly, stood up abruptly, then grabbed Zhou Yan by the collar and pulled him towards him, he said word by word: "Listen carefully, I will absolutely, let you I have no time to take care of other people, if you really randomly find someone outside, you find one, I will kill one."

"...Don't be so scary, okay?"

Luo Futu stared at him coldly: "If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Luo Futu didn't know what kind of mental journey Zhou Yan had gone through, and suddenly he changed from being extremely conservative to this... This kind of idea that he can find someone casually, but his original intention is definitely not to be able to get Zhou Yan's "Chief Sex Friend" s position.

……

Just thinking about it makes him mad!

Zhou Yan stared at him up and down, and said calmly, "Let go of me first."

Luo Futu didn't let him go, he suddenly pinched Zhou Yan's jaw, and said bitterly, "Why can't you be like a normal Omega."

Zhou Yan couldn't help frowning, he didn't have a chance to speak, Luo Futu kissed him hard, Zhou Yan was pushed back a few steps, and finally hit the wall hard.Luo Futu nibbled on his lips, pried open his teeth, and then drove straight into his mouth...in this way to vent his anger.

Then in the next second, Luo Futu was pointed at the head by the cold muzzle of the gun.

Zhou Yan stared at Luo Futu panting: "I don't need it right now, so don't touch me."

Luo Futu stared at him without speaking, and Zhou Yan suddenly realized that what he did seemed a little too much.He put the gun away and said indiscriminately, "You can go to someone else."

After he finished speaking, he left the room. Luo Futu stood alone for a long time, and suddenly covered his face and let out a strange laugh——Okay, very good, then he will wait until the day he needs... this bastard!