Chapter 24 Sudden Onset of Heat
Xun Qing felt a sense of profound shock like never before.
It came from his new, rare A-level gland, emitting trembling cries.
The omega in front of him did not conceal his high-level pheromones at all, and would not hesitate to cut off his head.
The young man jumped down from the tree trunk, casually stepping on the grass.
Like a king surveying his own domain.
Xun Qing had seen S-level omegas before.
Jiang Yuening was an S-level omega.
But his oppressive presence was nowhere near as high as Shen Zhuo's now.
When the young man approached him, Xun Qing couldn't even move his body.
He had only seen this kind of oppressive force on one person before.
He had once seen that person from afar.
At a political meeting of his parents, that person was angry.
Everyone -
Regardless of age or gender, they all submitted to his level.
They could only tremble like ants.
Begging for mercy.
After several years, Xun Qing experienced it again.
From an omega evaluated as D-level.
"You're A-level... no, S, you're S-level..."
Unsurprisingly, Shen Zhuo saw the frantic craving in his eyes.
"It'll be mine... I'll be the S-level omega -"
But clearly, Xun Qing's lips couldn't even move.
Oh, Shen Zhuo understood.
He used the knife to lift the omega's chin.
It was Xun Qing's inner voice.
At the same time, he also heard the system's warning of declining viewership.
Threatening Xun Qing was not a way to improve viewership.
But he had to do it now.
"At least be a bit more genuine," the young man looked down at him, "There's no time left, leading man."
Xun Qing couldn't even move a muscle.
Shen Zhuo reined in some of his pheromones.
Xun Qing was able to speak, but the too submissive action made him unable to bear this humiliation, and he immediately pushed Shen Zhuo away in resentment:
"Don't block my way."
Xun Qing headed towards Jiang Shanqian and the insects.
There were already candidates gathered there, anxiously waiting.
Suddenly, a white light flashed.
A white and gold mecha appeared out of nowhere.
Shen Zhuo took out the walkie-talkie again:
"I am the commander for this session, please all candidates use any weapons you have to assist the Divine Oracle in eliminating the insects."
Liang Yeta had just opened his eyes, his shoulder where he was kicked still aching.
But he heard that annoying voice.
Blaring from his waist.
Then he saw a figure.
Stepping on the rocks above him, leaping out.
The descending blade reflected the dazzling sunlight.
That slender silhouette, amid the countless leaf shadows, was gilded with a layer of gold.
Swiftly and elegantly, the limbs were severed, the blue blood splattering across that emotionless face.
The indifferent and merciless black eyes, the skilled and graceful movements amid the carnage, as if it was not killing.
But an ultimate dance about death.
Liang Yeta strained to open his eyes wide.
It was as if a lock in his mind had been opened.
The emotions that did not belong to him were now completely under his control.
Was that his Qingqing?
No... not him...
Even more charming than Xun Qing.
That was...
Shen Zhuo.
"Over three thousand, the exact number is hard to count." Ai Li severed the head of an insect, coming to Shen Zhuo's side.
The situation was dire.
Shen Zhuo furrowed his brows.
One person could probably clear out one insect.
But that was impossible.
Without any formation, this could only be a chaotic battle.
"I'm preparing..."
Shen Zhuo had just started three words when he froze in place.
The sound of his heartbeat overwhelmed everything.
Thump -
Thump -
His whole body was burning hot.
His vision blurred, his forehead throbbing.
His entire being felt like the spine had been removed, the scent of calla lily exploding instantly.
"Heat?" Ai Li quickly supported him, looking back at the Divine Oracle.
The huge mecha remained motionless.
Xun Qing had never linked with the Divine Oracle, not because he didn't want to.
But because he couldn't connect to it.
This kind of mecha can only be piloted by S-level or above.
Xun Qing was not qualified yet.
Shen Zhuo grasped Ai Li's hand, slowly pushing him away.
He sliced the insects that pounced on him in two.
Only half-kneeling on the ground, dripping with cold sweat.
He had been in contact with Du Xun too much lately, and had used his pheromones.
Causing his internal pheromones to become abnormally chaotic.
He had thought he might suddenly go into heat during the test.
But not now.
He pulled out a suppressant from the equipment strap on his back, injecting it into his arm.
Shen Zhuo wiped the cold sweat, standing up again.
The insects seemed endless to kill.
Kill one, and more would pounce.
People around were starting to get injured, the screams and cries on the walkie-talkie never-ending.
"The Divine Oracle still hasn't activated?"
Shen Zhuo's face was ghastly pale, kicking away the insects behind Ai Li, standing back-to-back with the omega, holding the knife.
"No, what's going on?! If it doesn't activate soon, we'll all die here!" Ai Li shouted in despair.
Shen Zhuo was dizzy and sweating profusely, the cold sweat dripping down his long lashes.
All the different alpha scents on the battlefield were assaulting his vulnerable gland.
The suppressant, it was useless.
The walkie-talkie was in complete chaos.
Cursing, howling, crying.
All blaming Shen Zhuo for bringing them here.
Shen Zhuo was almost gasping for air.
The pheromones here were just too disorderly.
Giving him a physiological nausea.
Ai Li was preoccupied, his hand nearly pierced by the claws.
Just as he saw Shen Zhuo about to collapse, and a vicious insect rushing towards him...
Everything was too late.
"Shen Zhuo!!"
The insect stopped.
The young man's swaying body was supported.
The next moment, the insect exploded in front of Shen Zhuo.
There was a silhouette blocking the way.
Liang Yeta's voice was a bit awkward, a bit light.
"Are you still okay?"
Shen Zhuo tilted his head slightly, weakly asking:
"You... have you presented?"
Liang Yeta nodded: "Yes, I'm an alpha now."
"Has your level increased?"
Liang Yeta's face stiffened: "No..."
Shen Zhuo closed his eyes briefly.
He pushed Liang Yeta away, shakily standing up.
Step by step, walking towards the Divine Oracle.
Liang Yeta and Ai Li could only help fend off some of the insects.
Just a few dozen meters.
Shen Zhuo's knife left a trail of blue blood, his body already covered in deep and shallow wounds.
"What are you doing?!"
Liang Yeta felt Shen Zhuo's frenzied pheromones, his body struggling to resist the allure of the high-level omega pheromones.
He realized Shen Zhuo was not really a D-level omega.
Liang Yeta shouted:
"In your current condition, forcibly linking with the mecha, you'll die!"
Shen Zhuo could only use all his remaining strength to look ahead.
He heard Liang Yeta's words.
His vision was becoming more and more blurred, his whole body aching.
He was actually very afraid of pain, each time just biting his teeth to endure it.
Vaguely, the moment he touched the mecha, he saw a figure.
Those deep grey-blue eyes, gazing at him.
"I won't die."
The young man's eyes were filled with a trusting smile:
"My alpha will come for me."
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