The Fallen Merman

"Hey." Bai Chunian recalled the details of the atwl exam. He preconceived that Lu Yan was the target of protection and let him wait for the harvest. In fact, he didn't have much chance to perform at the beginning.

The differentiation level of each person is not as intuitive as the biological characteristics of glands. It can only be seen when the differentiation ability corresponding to the level is used, or when the level is intentionally displayed in the form of pheromone. If a person intends to hide the level, ordinary people will see it no matter what. can't come out.

The glands can be preserved in vitro and matched for transplantation. Although gland hunters have almost disappeared under the severe crackdown of the alliance, there must be brave men under the heavy reward, and no one dares to gamble with their children's lives.

Their parents must have repeatedly instructed them not to show the level of differentiation, especially in the atwl examination, because once they are targeted, even if the enemy is also divided into m2, the age experience, combat experience, psychological quality and differentiation of both sides Differences in the proficiency of ability control are all non-natural factors that can determine victory or defeat.

Calm down and think about it, even if Lu Yan is now M2 differentiated, there are few special trainees in the training base who have achieved M2 differentiation. Although Lu Yan is young and malleable, his identity lies there. President Leaving it aside, it is impossible for Uncle Jin himself to agree to his precious son to participate in this kind of hard and dangerous training.

He weighed it for a long time, and finally gave up. He continued to teach Bi Lanxing the overall situation, pulled down the electronic screen, and drew a schematic diagram of the team's position on the screen.

Bi Lanxing took out a pen and notebook and lay down on the table to write down.

Bai Chunian pointed to the picture he drew on the screen and said, "Your j1 ability poison ivy armor is a protective ability, and it is a sequential instant type in the activation method, which requires you to clearly determine which teammate is closest to the danger. Position, you can look at the stance drawings I gave you for different types of teams."

He spoke very fast, and Bi Lanxing stared at him and nodded.

Bai Chunian: "Look at what I'm doing, look at your drawings."

Bi Lanxing hurriedly looked down at the drawing and wrote down the key points in the notebook.

Bai Chunian: "It's also a protective ability. What's the so-called j1 ability? Total lunar eclipse is a range of protection. His lunar disk is only big enough to block himself and one or two team members, so when your teammates face such an enemy, you You should not protect the teammates closest to the moon plate first, because the moon plate protects teammates and also blocks their attack path, so you should armor the teammates who are not blocked by the moon plate."

Bi Lanxing hurriedly turned over the drawings while taking notes.

Bai Chunian tapped on the screen: "What drawings are you looking at, look at me, it doesn't matter what is written on it."

Bi Lanxing was dizzy and his eyes were full of gold stars.

In the evening, Bai Chunian turned off the screen full of tick marks of unknown meaning and took a sip. Since Bi Lanxing lowered his head and changed to a new refill, he never understood the following lessons.

Bai Chunian closed the stack of blueprints in his hand: "Today I told you about 16 types of team combinations and 45 types of protective differentiation abilities to deal with, and I will follow the brothers to fight tomorrow."

Bi Lanxing was surprised: "But I can't carry it all night."

"It will also be washed away by the water in your little head," Bai Chunian lay on the table and patted his head, "so you must understand, and you must make your own analysis and understanding of each battle. If you put the poison ivy armor on Rimbaud first, will we and the Ghost Hunters have a complete line of guns? There is no need for the AC booster and quick recovery injection at all, not to say that we won. As long as everything is fine, when you perfect every detail to the extreme, there is no possibility of losing.”

The phone on the table lit up. Bai Chunian picked it up and took a look. It was a short video sent by the passenger pigeon omega. The network on the island has always been poor. A blue-tailed merman is seen from the freeze frame.

"Go back, you don't have to go to the fighting class at night." Bai Chunian swept his hands at Bi Lanxing absentmindedly.

Bi Lanxing packed up the notes and left, leaving Bai Chunian sitting at the table scratching his ears and waiting for the loading.

Finally, the video can be played, and it is the bedroom of the passenger pigeon and his husband. Rimbaud is sitting in front of the crib holding the passenger pigeon's baby gently shaking and comforting.

In the background of the video, the voice of the passenger pigeon was very flustered: "It's over, it's over, now the whole house is filled with comforting pheromones, not only my baby fell asleep, but all the babies in the whole building fell asleep, and the unit group is discussing Has the Virgin Omega come to rescue parents who are tortured by their children?"

The video is a little shaky, Rimbaud sits sideways in front of the crib, his blond hair covers his profile, only revealing the bridge of his nose and the slightly curled eyelashes, the soft light from the gauze in front of the bed reflects on his snow-white skin. The baby slept peacefully in his arms, fingers crossed. Bai Chunian could see God.

After a while, he sent Rimbaud a message: "What are you doing at my colleague's house?"

After a while, Rimbaud calmly replied with a voice: "buligiainoberta. Nurturing your child."

Bai Chunian frowned and looked at his phone.

Then, immediately dialed the passenger pigeon.

Bai Chunian: "I'll wipe, are you talking about useless nonsense with him?"

Passenger pigeon dementia: "No, he asked me if I slept in a breeding box with you, I said no, I only slept in a tent, and he came to my house to help me take care of the baby, the high-level comfort pheromone is really strong , even I'm sleepy."

Bai Chunian rubbed his face tiredly.

Passenger Pigeon: "What's the matter?"

Bai Chunian: "It's alright, do your examination department well, don't think about going to my investigation department, your brain capacity is not suitable."

Rimbaud has been staying at the house of the passenger pigeon. Mr. alpha of the passenger pigeon is a painter. When he came back from sketching, he found that there was a mermaid in the house. He was surprised to look around him a few times.

At 9:30 in the evening, it was already dark, and the passenger pigeon euphemistically indicated that he and his husband were going to rest.

The passenger pigeon was frightened by his persistent eyes, and he took the baby back from his arms and held it in his arms a little uneasy: "Rimbo, it's too late today, I'll ask my husband to take you home."

Rimbaud sat on the side of the bed indifferently, looking at him indifferently, then got up and turned into a lightning bolt and left the house, and before leaving, he gave the passenger pigeon an ignorant look.

After Rimbaud left, the passenger pigeon asked his husband to chase him out to see him off, while he stayed to change the baby's diapers. He unexpectedly found that the allergic rashes on the baby's body disappeared, and the skin became smoother and whiter visibly. .

"How is this going"

When the passenger pigeon settled down and chased the boy out to send Rimbaud together, no one was seen outside the door.

Rimbaud was sitting alone on the rooftop. At this time, the night sky was like a cage covering the earth. The clouds covered the stars and the moon.

He looked to the southeast, and through the haze, he watched the silhouette of the building that remained motionless in the southeast.

"What did you drop there"

When alpha's voice suddenly appeared in his ear, Rimbaud raised his head in surprise, and a person was standing beside him. Bai Chunian was still wearing the instructor's uniform of the training base, standing on the edge of the rooftop with his pockets in his pockets, with a 100-meter-high building and traffic surging under the street lights.

"It's nothing. Actually, it's useless, I just want to take it back as a souvenir." Rimbaud flicked his tail boredly and made an arc in the darkness, "By the way, kill them."

"I'll help you." Bai Chunian squatted down and looked down at the endless stream of vehicles on the ground, "But there are conditions."

"It's not enough with me and you." Rimbaud's eyes were indifferent, "Experimental subjects, there are too many."

Bai Chunian laughed, his fingertips tapped leisurely in the palm of his hand, and he was also looking southeast.

"Let's talk about something else first." Bai Chunian suddenly turned around and asked, "Why are you coming to my colleague's house?"

Rimbaud didn't care, and glanced at his nails at will: "What do you think?"

Bai Chunian laughed angrily: "You thought that was the child I had with him"

Rimbaud raised his eyebrows: "One, the breeding box, they all slept. Baby, it's not unusual."

Bai Chunian's face froze: "You're not angry"

Rimbaud raised the tip of his tail and swiped the alpha's jaw: "It is the king's duty to feed the clan and nurture children."

"Wang wants to be king, right?" Bai Chunian grabbed Lan Bo's wrist, tugged it hard, carried the whole fish on his shoulders, jumped out of the rooftop, and led Lan Bo down quickly, his toes tapped on the opposite side. The canopy of the building jumped out of his body more than ten meters away vigorously, jumped back and forth between the two buildings, and finally borrowed a force from the roof of the speeding vehicle to land safely and flew away in his own direction.

After entering the apartment building, Bai Chunian kicked the door and threw Rimbaud on the bed. He bent the iron decorative fence at the head of the bed as easily as origami, clasped Rimbaud's hands on the top of his head, and locked him with a strong iron bar.

Rimbaud struggled twice but did not break free, frowning inexplicably at the alpha that was pressing down on him.

The time they knew each other could not be considered short, but in fact, Bai Chunian showed more tameness and dependence in front of him, so that people often forget that he is an alpha of a beast.

Bai Chunian asked as calmly as possible: "Where's your invoice and certificate, give it to me."

Rimbaud was surprised by his request: "Why."

"I'll keep it for you." Bai Chunian flipped through the drawers of the bedside table, "Where is it, give it to me."

"Why?" Rimbaud tilted his head.

"Give it to me!" Bai Chunian roared out a little carelessly, and Lan Bo shivered suddenly, staring at him with a frown: "You, order me"

Although Lan Bo's hands were chained, his most flexible tail was not controlled. It lay between the two of them. The electric light accumulated, and the dazzling blue light converged on the tip of the tail, pointing at Bai Chunian's throat, like a high-voltage stun gun in the alpha. Shaking threat in front of neck.

Bai Chunian directly held his tail with strong electric light.

But the high-voltage current did not split him into a strand of coke, but extinguished it in the palm of his hand, and the entire tail of Rimbaud lost its light.

A trace of panic flashed in Rimbaud's unwavering eyes.

Bai Chunian raised his calf to press down his wildly struggling fish tail, leaned over him, kissed his face, and rudely licked Lanbo's clenched teeth with the tip of his tongue.

"Hmm." Rimbaud twisted, saliva flowing from the corners of his lips, "Hot."

"The king should take the responsibility of laying eggs."

“so hot”

"What kind of king are you?" Bai Chunian stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the saliva from the corner of Lanbo's lips, bending his eyes to tease his prey, "Is it like the one in the storybook, you have a throne inlaid with coral and pearls? "

"Have"

"Then can I **** you there."

When Rimbaud heard this, his body shuddered, with a kind of blasphemous anger and panic, but the tip of his tail could only curl up on Alpha's arm tremblingly and feebly.

The two were deadlocked for more than an hour. Rimbaud's white skin on his neck and shoulders was covered with reddish teeth marks, and he was lying on his back gasping for breath with half-closed eyes.

Bai Chunian lay beside him wearily, with his hands on the inner edge of the iron railing that held Rimbaud's hands, so as not to wear the omega's skin.

He took a speedboat from the island to shore, and then drove back to the city. It took him more than four hours, and he didn't even have time to use the toilet. Besides, he was actually very mentally exhausted after a whole day of lectures at the training base today. He was lying on his side curled up on the bed, his forehead was against Rimbaud's shoulder, his arms were around his waist, and he fell asleep sniffing the smell of the omega, his eyelids turning red.

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