Saving the second male lead: Wouldn’t it be nice to kidnap her and have her as your wife?

The next morning, the system finally came online and hurriedly said that the second male lead's death node had passed. I wish you two... no, live happily.

Then it disappeared without a trace.

Just like every world before, once the death node passes, no matter how good the relationship with the system is, it will disappear.

Qiu Jue didn't comment, he was used to it.

However, Qiu Jue actually enjoyed the time after the system left the most.

Yes, after all, I can truly enjoy my own world with my wife, so I am not afraid that when I feel the urge, it will be interrupted by the system in my mind.

And this is the ABO world! Especially frequent.

At the beginning, because Ambrose was not in good health, there was no need to implement basic measures.

Later, as technology became more advanced, research began on the genetic and glandular symptoms that Omegas would experience after disguising their gender.

Ambrose's health improved, but the situation between the two seemed to be at a stalemate.

Every time Qiu Jue knocked on the door, Ambrose would go to stop her.

As a result, every time, the two of them seemed to be fighting.

The younger one was controlled by the Alpha instinct; the slightly older one, although also affected by the Omega instinct, still retained a trace of rationality.

But it is really unsafe to rely solely on willpower to control.

...Actually, there are some basic measures, but they are basically prepared for Betas.

The state of spiritual and physical union between AOs...well, it's not suitable for Alphas with strong possessiveness anyway.

There was no Qiu Jue on the market that could be worn anyway, and those little pills were not good for Ambrose's health.

No move.

Qiu Jue was filled with grief and indignation, so he simply picked up the materials science that he had forgotten hundreds of years ago. He stopped training and just hung out in their mecha laboratory every day, tinkering with something.

After tinkering with it for a few months, he actually developed a...space material.

It is extremely thin and light, cannot be torn by brute force, and has strong stretchability.

Well, it’s a good material for making elastic bands for fitness (smile).

Before registering a patent, the quality must be guaranteed, so as a researcher, Qiu Jue must first try it for a period of time.

Qiu Jue gave the stretch material to Ambrose and asked him to try it out next time he worked out.

When Qiu Jue knocked on the door, Ambrose finally opened it obediently and did not refuse to let her in like before.

Yeah, it works well.

Then go to the Empire to register a patent for your new product.

It happened to be at the height of the Omega rights movement, and Omegas were originally somewhat reluctant to take those small pills that were bad for the body.

Now is the perfect time, sales are skyrocketing.

The two of them have never made their identities public, but some people in the First Military Region have guessed it. The most capable recruit always goes to the admiral's office.

Later, a long time passed.

When Otis ascended the throne, the couple really became emperor and empress.

The people sent out also found the chip carrying the Medicine King's Book.

Otis also knew that although Ambrose's health had indeed recovered a lot, the extent of his glandular collapse had only been controlled, but not cured.

So he generously shared the data in the chip with Qiu Jue and Ambrose.

Qiu Jue only took a glance, and a new file was automatically generated in the folder in his mind, and everything in the chip was automatically recorded.

Qiu Jue secretly admired that although the system was no longer there, this kind of automatic typesetting and input was still quite useful.

It would be great if I didn’t need to go through the system in the future and could make all of these my own golden fingers.

If the system knew what Qiu Jue was thinking now, it would probably go crazy.

Damn, I work so hard, and you want to usurp the throne?!

Anyway, with the data in hand, the Imperial Medical Research Institute tailored a treatment plan for Ambrose based on his physical condition and the information in the King of Medicine's book.

Finally recovered.

When Ambrose woke up on the operating table, he felt unreal.

The doctor was very friendly and couldn't hide his joy and said to Ambrose: "Congratulations, Admiral. The operation was perfect."

Ambrose nodded and saw Qiu Jue sitting beside his bed.

But now Qiu Jue looked very depressed, with dark circles under his eyes almost reaching his mouth, and he looked aggrieved.

Ambrose was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Qiu Jue sniffed and said in a sticky voice, "Now that you don't have gland problems anymore, do you want me no more?"

Ouch, this tea is great!

Ambrose had no choice but to hold his forehead with his hand, and leaned over to give the young Alpha a kiss, comforting him: "No."

"Then why don't you make it public... A lot of people in the military district are eyeing you with eager eyes..." Qiu Jue seemed extremely "unwilling" to accept the kiss, but his words were still teasing.

Ambrose was completely frustrated by this Alpha who always had nothing to do and was always looking for trouble and acting like a spoiled brat.

He's already grown up, but he still behaves like a teenager.

He took out a laptop from the side and started typing on it.

Qiu Jue quietly looked over, wanting to see what Ambrose was doing.

After a while, Ambrose picked up the laptop and shook it at Qiu Jue twice: "Starnet, I'll satisfy you."

Qiu Jue stopped pretending and activated the light computer on his wrist, and saw the push notifications and the exploding number of comments.

Ambrose: This is Alpha@秋玦.

?

[No, when did it happen? ]

[Ah, I clicked on the homepage of Qiu Jue, how come he is just a colonel? ]

[Married? The marriage partner is Amber? Could it be that Admiral WOC was deceived? 】

[…I don’t want to KY, but isn’t Ambrose’s nickname Amber…]

[Married ten years ago?!?!?!?!]

After reading a circle of comments, Qiu Jue remembered that when they had a 100% pheromone match, they were married to Amber, the virtual identity that Ambrose got.

After so many years, these two people never thought about this at all.

When the comments on the computer were handed to Ambrose, he seemed to have just realized what was going on and burst out laughing.

"Let's go to the matching hall tomorrow and merge the two identities."

"You can't do it tomorrow. The doctor will have to observe you for several days! Just lie still and don't think about going out all the time."

"Over at the First Military Region..."

"Hey, with Adam here, it will definitely be okay."

Adam: Hardworking and helpless—

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Another world that accidentally exploded in word count is completed!