Imperial terminals are divided into private terminals and citizen terminals. Citizen terminals are issued by schools after the differentiation period, while private terminals are purchased according to individual needs, with prices ranging from seven thousand to twenty thousand. In this small county, very few students have private terminals.
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Chapter 5 (2/2)
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Song Ling noticed two patches on Luo Wenchuan's shirt and realized that since this person had neither differentiated nor had spare money, he probably didn't have much contact with this kind of thing.
"I'll tell you how to use it."
Song Ling sat down on the edge of the bed and beckoned Luo Wenchuan to sit down as well.
He tapped the call request on his terminal screen and asked Luo Wenchuan, "Do you know your family member's terminal code?"
"I understand." Luo Wenchuan gave a number, and Song Ling sent the call request for him.
After repeatedly being refused, Song Ling thought for a moment and taught Luo Wenchuan to edit a message and send it over.
After all that, Song Ling felt a bit sleepy. He didn't know if it was a side effect of the painkillers, but he wished he could fall asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.
Before collapsing onto the bed, Song Ling glanced down at her arm. Remembering the fall she had made on the playground earlier that day, she mustered her spirits and prepared to take a shower before going to sleep.
He was a little worried as soon as he entered the bathroom. He had injured his right arm, and the shower would spray water everywhere, which would make things worse if the abrasion got wet.
Song Ling stood in the bathroom for a while when she suddenly heard Luo Wenchuan's voice coming from outside.
"Brother Ling, do you need... help?"
Song Ling glanced at the showerhead and said towards the door, "Could you wipe my back for me later? I'm not used to using my left hand."
"good."
Luo Wenchuan readily agreed; he never hesitated to help Song Ling.
After washing herself thoroughly in the bathroom, Song Ling called out to Luo Wenchuan, who was outside.
When Luo Wenchuan opened the door and came in, Song Ling was sitting on a light blue plastic stool. Her long, straight legs were casually stretched out, and fine water droplets slowly trickled down her firm back.
Song Ling wasn't particularly tall, but he had a slender and well-proportioned figure—the kind who looked slim in clothes but had a great physique underneath. The unique naiveté of youth combined with the potential of a top-tier Alpha gave Alphas at this stage a special allure.
Luo Wenchuan paused at the door for a moment, his eyes, moist with tears, narrowed slightly, revealing a fleeting sharpness.
"Here you go." Song Ling handed Luo Wenchuan a cat paw-shaped bath brush.
Luo Wenchuan took the bath brush and bent down to wipe Song's back.
"Don't worry about me, just go for it, I'm pretty resilient."
Luo Wenchuan hummed in agreement, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. He looked at the person with their back to him, a helpless smile on his face.
This person really has no defenses against me.
The palm-sized bath brush has slightly stiff bristles. Song Ling used to like using this kind of brush when she scrubbed her back alone; it was very comfortable and had a good amount of power.
Sensing the person behind him gathering strength, Song Ling couldn't help but ask, "Have you always been this weak?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a burning pain shot through his back. The blow had been quite forceful, and Song Ling couldn't help but groan.
"Your technique is quite extreme." Song Ling smiled, feeling the force from behind lessen.
It's been so boring, he's been the only one trying to find topics to talk about all day. Song Ling turned around and looked at Luo Wenchuan, asking him, "Do you want to take a shower? I can help you."
The wet, misty eyes looked back at him, causing Luo Wenchuan's heart to skip a beat. He looked at the person in front of him and said softly, "No need."
"Don't be shy. Anyway, you haven't differentiated yet, so there's nothing I can do to you."
Song Ling was very glad that Luo Wenchuan hadn't differentiated yet, otherwise the bathroom would have been filled with the scent of peach blossom pheromones.
It's a pheromone that no one can resist. Alphas can't smell their own pheromones. Before someone told Song Ling, he always thought his pheromones were very powerful. He never expected them to be the kind of scent that sounds like peach blossoms, which doesn't have much of an imposing presence.
If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes.
When Song Ling heard no movement from the person behind her, she turned around and pretended to pull off Luo Wenchuan's shirt. Luo Wenchuan raised his hand to block Song Ling's outstretched arm.
The bathroom floor was wet, and Song Ling slipped, causing both of them to fall to the ground. Luo Wenchuan landed hard on the doormat with a muffled groan. Song Ling, who fell on top of Luo Wenchuan, didn't seem to be in much pain.
Are you alright?
This is not good. I was just trying to make a joke, but now I've actually pinned someone down.
Luo Wenchuan shook his head and looked at the person pressing against his chest, reminding him, "Brother Ling, your arm."
"It's alright, it's alright, look, it's not wet."
Luo Wenchuan shook his right hand as he spoke.
The person was right beneath him, the two of them almost pressed together.
Looking at Luo Wenchuan's long eyelashes, Song Ling suddenly found his dreamy gaze without glasses quite adorable.
"Wen Chuan, what's your prescription?" Song Ling asked. Seeing that Luo Wen Chuan's complexion wasn't good, and realizing that the two of them were still on the ground, she quickly used her uninjured hand to support herself on the ground and get ready.
Her hand landed on the wet ground, and as soon as they separated, Song Ling's hand slipped, and she fell back down.
A second chance, and this time the situation is even worse.
"I'm really sorry," Song Ling said, when suddenly he felt something pressing against his lower body.
"you……"
Song Ling's gaze darkened, thinking to himself that although the man's face was expressionless, he was quite energetic underneath.
"Brother Ling."
Luo Wenchuan felt as if he had been burned by Song Ling's scrutinizing gaze, and all the exposed parts of his body turned bright red, like ripe shrimp. Especially his earlobes, which were covered with glistening water droplets, looked like they were perfect for being held between the lips and teeth and teased.
A note from the author:
Song Ling: Fortunately, Luo Wenchuan didn't differentiate;
Luo Wenchuan: Why haven't I differentiated yet?
Thanks to "陌上生" for irrigating with nutrient solution.
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Chapter 6
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Seeing that Luo Wenchuan was extremely shy, Song Ling smiled but didn't say anything. She reached out and picked up Luo Wenchuan's glasses, which had fallen to the side, and put them in his palm.
When their palms touched, Song Ling clearly felt Luo Wenchuan's body stiffen for a moment.
"I'm going to take a shower first. You can come in later."
When the gentle breath touched his ear, Luo Wenchuan's gaze held a strange quality.
Song Ling truly hadn't expected Luo Wenchuan to react this way; this guy hadn't even differentiated yet. Before he differentiated, he was just a clueless kid who only knew how to be a commander. It turns out Omegas are this sensitive.
"Um……"
Luo Wenchuan didn't dare to say much, and fled the moment Song Ling stood up.
Song Ling glanced back at the closed bathroom door, wondering to himself. Was this kid's reaction normal, or did he genuinely like him? He himself quite liked Luo Wenchuan; such an obedient and trouble-free Omega was rare. If Luo Wenchuan was truly a top-tier Omega, he'd be lucky to have gotten a wife for free.
Thinking about this, Song Ling felt somewhat relieved about Luo Wenchuan's reaction earlier. He always preferred to let things take their course when it came to matters of the heart; he didn't like to struggle with himself and would stop thinking about things before he had a clear understanding of them.
After taking a shower, Song Ling put on her pajamas and went out.
Luo Wenchuan sat on the stool, still wearing the same wet shirt. His head was drooping, and his completely soaked appearance inexplicably made one's mouth dry.
This is probably what some people call a broken and desolate beauty. Song Ling thought for a moment, suppressed the strange thoughts that had arisen in her mind, and took out a pair of unworn summer pajamas from the closet and handed them to him: "Wear this, it's new."
"Thanks……"
Luo Wenchuan looked somewhat dazed. He grabbed his clothes, walked past Song Ling, and hurried to the bathroom.
After the bathroom door closed, a strong pheromone enveloped him. Luo Wenchuan could still feel the sensation of Song Ling lying on his chest, and he wondered if it was just his imagination, but he could almost smell a faint scent of peach blossoms.
Enigmas, being at the pinnacle of existence even higher than alphas, typically differentiate much later than alphas. Undifferentiated enigmas are more like unremarkable betas, unable to detect any other person's pheromones. However, if their pheromones are highly compatible with the other person's, it's a different story. Prolonged exposure to highly compatible pheromones can give an enigma the opportunity to differentiate earlier. This was also his initial motivation for approaching Song Ling.
Does Song Ling's pheromone smell like peach blossoms?
His long, slender fingers touched his lips, and Luo Wenchuan slowly licked his fingertips. His sense of taste was more sensitive than his sense of smell.
As I guessed, it's a perfect match.
This person is releasing so many pheromones that even an undifferentiated Enigam can smell them. Could it be that they're about to enter their fertile period?
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As the sound of running water came from the bathroom, Song Ling turned on her computer and browsed through last year's admission brochure for Beicheng University.
There's still a year left. Imperial high school is a four-year program. The first two years are spent studying general courses like English and politics. The last two years are dedicated to providing academic tutoring for the university each student wants to apply to.
Ms. Song had sternly declared that Song Ling was not allowed to attend any of the military universities, so when Song Ling was assigned to a class in his third year, she enrolled him in the economics field.
Song Ling had always wanted to study combat command at the Yubei Military Region University. Since he couldn't officially enroll, he had to buy textbooks and study on his own. He wasn't a genius at studying, but fortunately, the academic exams weren't difficult; the physical fitness test was. As a top-tier Alpha who differentiated early, Song Ling's advantage in this area became apparent. Even before many Alphas had differentiated, he was already able to focus more intently on training thanks to his familiarity with his body.
Unfortunately, I could only train secretly after school each time. With my arm injured, I had to miss a lot of days, especially arm strength training.
Thinking of this, Song Ling couldn't help but sigh.
Just then, Luo Wenchuan came out of the bathroom. The child's eyes were bright. Song Ling's loose pajamas covered his thighs, and the dark cotton pajamas made his legs look straight and long.
Song Ling glanced at him, her eyes crinkling as she asked, "I remember this set of pajamas has a bottom half."
"Yes, really? I might not have seen it." Song Ling pulled her shirt down a little, looking somewhat flustered.
"No need to look anymore, it's time to sleep anyway. By the way, are you still hot?" Song Ling asked with a smile. He hadn't noticed before, but today he saw that this person was quite tall, almost as tall as him, which was rare among Omegas.
Luo Wenchuan realized what Song Ling meant by asking, shook his head and whispered, "No, it's nothing."