Pei Zhuo was convinced that 001's brain was damaged in some ways.
Intelligence was just a facade. Being retarded was his true nature.
"If you don't want to use your tongue anymore, just say so."
Qin Wenzhou shut his mouth.
After a while, he couldn't help but clarify, "My glands aren't damaged."
"With the concentration of the interference dust, your glands would have been damaged long ago." Pei Zhuo looked up, "There is no medicine on the market to treat glands damage. The medicine I gave you can only stop the situation from worsening, it doesn't have any healing effect."
Qin Wenzhou showed him the electricity again, crackling and rattling.
Actions speak louder than words.
Pei Zhuo: "…"
"But it can only last for five minutes." Qin Wenzhou added, "Yesterday it was three minutes."
He did seem to be recovering.
Pei Zhuo poked his glands again to check if there was any abnormality, but his wrist was grabbed.
"Do you know what it means to touch alpha's glands?"
"What does it mean?" Pei Zhuo glanced at his wrist, "If I hear you call me 'wife' again, you'll sleep hanging outside the window tonight."
"… I can't be touched for nothing," Qin Wenzhou took a step back and made a new request, "In exchange for a bowl of instant noodles."
Pei Zhuo raised his eyebrows.
The living room fell into a strange silence.
Just when Qin Wenzhou thought he was going to be beaten, Pei Zhuo turned around and went to the kitchen to get him a bowl of instant noodles. There was a trace of inexplicable pity in his eyes.
"Eat."
Qin Wenzhou took the bowl of instant noodles and felt like he was being kept.
The second half of the night was very quiet, except for the lingering smell of fresh shrimp and fish in the living room.
…
The night passed uneventfully.
The early morning sun fell through the gray curtains and fell on the pillow like a soft cloud.
Pei Zhuo got up on time at seven o'clock. He stuffed the broken robot into his backpack, put on a black cap and a beige sweater, looking like a college student ready to go to morning class.
The sound of getting up woke up the alpha from his sleep.
A silver-gray head popped out from behind the sofa, "Where are you going so early?"
"It's none of your business. I'll be back tonight, call me if you need anything. Don't eat instant noodles. "
"But I…" Qin Wenzhou was still sleepy and his brain wasn't very bright. It took him a while to remember what to say, "I don't have an optical computer."
"That black bracelet is an optical computer." Pei Zhuo exposed him mercilessly. "You have my contact information, Fang Dong."
"No, it's ignoring me." Alpha looked innocent. "I can't use it."
Generally speaking, optical computers were equipped with artificial intelligence that would allow them to make autonomous judgments based on different circumstances to assist their owners. For example, they could call the emergency services or dial the number of their designated emergency contacts when their owner's life was in danger.
As for this black optical computer, Pei Zhuo initially thought it was just a decoration because it did not react react with any of the expected artificial intelligence responses during an emergency.
It even blocked its owner's authority and shut down completely, disguising itself as an ordinary bracelet.
He didn't know what kind of permission Qin Wenzhou had set for the money transfer notification sound, but it still faithfully carried out the command even though it was blocked and refused to turn on.
It seemed that this thing's intelligence was similar to its owner.
"I don't have an extra optical computer," Pei Zhuo thought of the place he was going to today. Perhaps he could find a cheap second-hand one, "I'll bring one back for you tonight."
Qin Wenzhou was very touched. He suddenly felt that it wasn't bad to be kept as a mistress. An inexplicable happiness sprouted from the bottom of his heart. However, the omega's next sentence shattered his fantasy.
"Remember to write an IOU."
"…"
-
Pei Zhuo had to cross all of F City, plus a detour to avoid the security cameras, to get to where he wanted to go. It would take about two hours of riding. He didn't think it was long because he could empty his head during the ride. The cool wind blowing on his face was very comfortable.
Two hours later, the bicycle turned into a cement road that wasn't very wide. Unknown grass grew in the cracks between the stones.
This was no longer the city center. The shops in the alley were very old. The glass windows were covered with dust, and the inside was dark. He could vaguely see the shelves covered in cobwebs.
Only one shop was relatively clean. There were two pots of tender green plants in front of the door and a faded plastic chair.
Pei Zhuo pushed the door open and walked in.
The owner of this shop surname is Chu. He met him four years ago by chance. He still hadn't paid off his debt.
The curtains in the shop were half closed. It was dark and quiet. There was no one at the counter, only a faint smell of smoke.
Pei Zhuo put down his backpack. "Brother Chu."
A moment later, the sound of footsteps came from inside the room. An ancient-looking gold pipe slowly stretched out. It lifted the curtain and revealed a thin figure behind it.
"You're here?" The tone was a bit lazy, but it was very pleasant to hear. It was gentle and slightly hoarse.
The person was as gentle as his voice. He was born with a pair of affectionate eyebrows. No matter where one looked, it always made people feel like he was looking at them with a smile. "I thought you wouldn't come this month."
"I'm here to pay back the money."
Pei Zhuo took off his cap. His hair was pushed up slightly. He even looked a bit obedient as he held the cap.
This was the survival rule he learned in N. Only by severely attacking the weak could one ensure one's deterrence and absolute safety. When faced with an expert, one would suffer less if one behaved obediently.
But the situation of the alpha in front of him was a bit special.
He once suspected that this person's talent was charm. Otherwise, how could he make him willingly come back every month to pay back the money?
He could have escaped.
-
Four years ago. On the way to a mission.
Pei Zhuo had unfortunately entered his first heat.
The "Omega Protection Law" stated that an omega in heat had unlimited defense against an alpha.
Unfortunately, this protection law was of no use to Pei Zhuo.
He couldn't go to the police station.
So after killing three alphas who were plotting against him, he stumbled into this deserted street. He leaned against the wall, his body covered in blood, and his vision blurred.
The trees on both sides of the street were green. The sky was like broken blue glass hanging on the treetops. There seemed to be police sirens in the distance.
His whole body was hot as if he had been burned. He just wanted to find a cooler place.
The air conditioner in the store across the street was on. An indescribable cool breeze blew in his face. It was as if a bucket of ice water was poured over his face, turning into sweat that soaked his clothes.
Pei Zhuo hesitated for three seconds and chose to illegally enter before the police arrived.
The youth's figure was thin and light. His white shirt fluttered in the wind as he quietly slipped into the store.
The owner of the store was an alpha.
At that time, the seventeen-year-old Pei Zhuo had been ignorant to the ways of the world outside. He thought that the outside world was just a group of weak people raised in captivity. They were shallow, full of prejudice, and only knew how to sing songs of emptiness under the sun.
He had killed a lot of alphas. When the tip of the knife pierced down, the contempt in their eyes didn't even have time to dissipate.
"Just an omega."
He had heard a lot of similar words and killed them one by one. In the end, he unilaterally believed that alphas were arrogant and ignorant trash.
The one in front of him should be no exception.
The moment he broke into the store, he activated his [Metal Perception]. The shelf made a teeth-numbing "squeak" sound. It decomposed and reassembled at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, turning into a long black knife that floated beside him.
Pei Zhuo held it with one hand.
The blade was very long. The black blade made the omega's white wrist even more slender, as if it would break with a snap.
He swung the long knife. His body moved slightly, like a light wind, he rushed over—
To this day, Pei Zhuo still couldn't figure out what happened in the store that day. With his A+ duplication talent, S-level physical fitness, and N training, it only took three seconds from jumping on him to being knocked over.
"What a rude little brat."
The boss held a gold pipe in one hand and clasped his wrist with the other. He asked casually, "Who sent you?"
The power was controlled just right and was particularly domineering.
Something invisible tightly bound his limbs. He was pressed to the ground and couldn't move. Blood mixed with sweat flowed into his eyes. It was painful and he couldn't see anything clearly.
Pei Zhuo didn't say anything.
After a moment of silence, the man seemed to understand the situation. His tone eased a lot, "Heat? Why are you running around? Where are your parents? "
Pei Zhuo still didn't say anything.
…
Experimental subjects… were identities that couldn't be exposed.
He remembered those people who suddenly broke in when he was young, and the eyes under the full armor were full of indifference, fear, and disgust… as if they were looking at a monster.
The black muzzle was pointed at him, as if countless mouths were opening and closing there, buzzing—
We are here to save you.
What was he doing at that time?
It seemed like he had just passed an experiment and killed the other 17 experimental subjects in the room. He stood in a pool of blood and looked at them in confusion.
What was wrong with wanting to live?
Pei Zhuo didn't think he was wrong.
Later, he heard that the experimental subjects that were accidentally rescued were secretly destroyed in the end.
The world under the sun didn't accept the existence of monsters.
Little monsters are not allowed either.
Therefore, he couldn't say anything, and he had nothing to say.
…
Suddenly, a slight chill came from his waist.
The short shirt was lifted up, revealing the young man's waist. It was covered with a thin layer of muscles, thin and beautiful.
Pei Zhuo struggled violently, but he was easily pressed back to the ground by a hand.
Half of his face was squeezed out of shape, and he was forced to stick close to the paint peeling off the floor. The smell of pine lingered at the tip of his nose. He couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart, but he spat out a hot mouthful of turbid air from between his teeth, releasing the tension within him.
His slightly drooping thick eyelashes were like the wings of a crow, gently brushing across his pale and red cheeks.
"…027?"
Before he fainted, he vaguely heard this sentence.
…
… …
When he woke up again, Pei Zhuo thought he was dreaming.
An unfamiliar pillow, an unfamiliar room, and it was filled with a very fragrant smell. It was 30% fresh and 70% spicy, steaming hot and sizzling.
He turned his head.
A bright red burst before his eyes, and the words "Spicy! Red Beef Noodles" nearly slapped him across the face.
Pei Zhuo sat up in shock. "!"
"What are you surprised about, little guy?" The instant noodles moved away, revealing a very good-looking face. "Haven't you eaten instant noodles before?"
"…"
"Not talking? Are you mute? "
Pei Zhuo wanted to rub his eyes, but he realized that his hand was wrapped in gauze. He had to give up and look around.
There were many things in the room, on the table and hanging on the wall. The strangest thing was… they were all very old, as if they were things from the old era that he had read in the library.
He even recognized a record player.
Pei Zhuo pursed his lips.
He had an inexplicable fondness for old things, and this feeling would occasionally be projected on the people who collected old things.
The alpha in front of him looked young, but his hair was as white as snow. If he looked closely, he could see that this was not his natural hair color, but a sense of dispiritedness.
His pheromones were also faint, mixed with the smell of tobacco and instant noodles, almost indistinguishable.
He was a very strange person.
"…Who are you?"
"My surname is Chu, and I'm the owner of this antique shop."
Chu Yao put down the instant noodles and introduced himself generously. Then, he took out a calculator that could make a sound from nowhere and pressed it randomly.
"Let me see, a shot of omega inhibitor, plus the value of the shelves and damaged antiques that you dismantled, the total is 1.46 million. Seeing that you're still young, I'll give you a 10% discount and round it off… Okay. 1.31 million, cash or credit card? "
Pei Zhuo: "???"
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