The whole empire is bringing us together

Despite prescient injections of three painkillers, Hyperion was in so much pain that he couldn't speak at the end of the ceremony.Hanselton helped to stuff him into the treatment cabin that had been prepared earlier, his face was so smelly that Dawson was terrified.

The protagonists of the triumphant ceremony were Hyperion and the soldiers returning from the expedition, and other people from all walks of life who were invited to participate basically acted as background boards.The Highbury Security Department was focused on not showing the slightest abnormality, and didn't pay attention to whoever came, but he knew that with Quint's current status, there must be a place for him in the palace.

Miserably, in this state, he still has the heart to think about something else.Hyperion slowly relaxed the tense muscles, the micro-syringe pierced his skin, and the nano-robots injected blood to repair the damaged cells.Under the severe pain, some memories that he dared not recall in the past seemed to become clearer, flashing back and forth in his mind, the shadows of the trees whirled, the lake water reflected the moonlight, and the dark green aurora ribbons fluttered in the night sky. Half-kneeling by the lake, put the model of the submarine into the water.

"I changed a few parts, and the maximum diving depth should reach 800 meters. The lake is not deep enough, so try going to the beach another day." Quint held the remote control, turned his head to talk to him, amber eyes Qingliang, as if he had never noticed the deepest thoughts in his heart, said with a smile, "You still accompany me out in the middle of the night, I really trouble you."

Kunt took off his coat and put it on his forearm. Under the light-colored thin shirt, the shape of the arm ring protruded. Around his neck was the anti-bite protection collar that all unbonded omega must wear. His short hair was blown a little messy by the wind, so he simply took it all off. He stroked back, revealing a smooth forehead.

What did he say then?Hyperion couldn't remember clearly, he only remembered that the submarine model won the highest technology design award of the college, and was finally given to him by Quint, and it is still placed in the most conspicuous place of his study cabinet.

There was a beep in the treatment cabin, and the indicator light changed from green to orange, which represented "no further treatment".

Everyone around was taken aback, and the medical staff in charge of operating the equipment broke out in a cold sweat. He clicked a few times on the touch screen and said to Hanselton: "Your Majesty, the situation of the general has exceeded what the treatment cabin can handle. range."

"Are you kidding? Isn't this thing said to be able to recover from a near-death state?" Hanselton frowned. He wanted to continue to say something, but the door of the room was pushed open.

"Okay, gene therapy is not within the scope of the treatment cabin. If you don't understand, don't blame others." A male omega came in, with brown hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a queen's dress before he could change. He quickly took off all the decorations he had to wear, stuffed them into Hanselton's arms, rolled up his sleeves and smiled at the frightened medical staff: "It's okay, I'll do it."

The medical staff quickly flashed away. Queen Connor Hill was also one of the best genetic experts in the empire. With him here, no one else would have anything to worry about.Hanselton threw the things in his arms to the attendant, his face looked better, and his tone became much softer: "Aren't I in a hurry?"

"I have already greeted the White Tower. Angelita agreed to allow Hyperion to enter the White Tower as an exception for treatment." Connor glanced at the diagnosis report on the display screen, pondered for a moment and said: "Hansen, You go and ask the Federation if they are willing to lend us someone."

"Is it so serious?" Hanselton stood behind Connor, and the schematic diagram of the genetic double helix structure on the floating screen was followed by a lot of proper nouns, which he didn't understand at all, so he couldn't estimate what was going on.Connor hummed, and patted the lid of the treatment cabin, successfully opening Hyperion's eyes inside.

"Thanks to the fact that he still knows to come back, he may not know what he will mutate into in a few months at night." Connor said as if he was joking, but there was no joke in his eyes: "Now send him to the White Tower Well, prolonged exposure to cosmic rays will cause many complications, and he hasn't fully manifested yet, so he will be less painful if he is treated sooner."

Hanselton has other things to deal with, and Dawson is not allowed to enter the place where [-]% is omega and the rest is beta without a pass, so the job of accompanying Hyperion to the White Tower falls on on Connor.Connor took Hyperion out of the treatment cabin with his hand, and said with a smile, "It's the first time I've seen you in such a miserable state."

"Then you have to cherish this opportunity." Hyperion didn't face the queen's self-consciousness at all. He and Hanselton got to know Quint and Hanson in the omage college through the military department's merit-based program during the military academy. Connor, the relationship has always been good.

Connor shrugged, and walked out with him: "Tomorrow, I will attend another celebration banquet. You should have no other entertainment for a while. You can rest assured to receive treatment in the White Tower. Oh, yes, you must attend this year's Congress. There must be a lot of people watching you, and you must take good care of your body by then, so that no one will see it."

As soon as Hyperion heard it, he knew that this schedule must have been specially arranged by Hansen: "It's okay, if there is any event that is difficult to push, don't let Hansen push it for me."

"He's the emperor, what's not to say, who would dare not listen to him?" Connor switched the aircraft to autopilot mode, took out a bottle of champagne from the wine cabinet, and poured a glass for Hyperion: "I We haven't had time to toast our heroes yet."

Hyperion was not polite to him, took a sip, and heard Connor say from the side: "Today I saw that Gwent left early before the ceremony was over."

Seeing that Hyperion immediately looked over when he heard the word "Quint" as if he had been triggered by some mechanism, Connor covered the corners of his raised lips with a wine glass, and said, "Senior seems to have hormone levels disordered because he hasn't been marked for several years. , often enter estrus without warning."

Hyperion's eyes were heavy and he couldn't see the expression in his eyes clearly. After a while, he hummed, and he didn't know who he was talking to, and said in a low voice: "I won't let him continue to live like this."

Hyperion is the first time to enter the White Tower. This ancient white baroque building has a history of hundreds of years. It used to be the headquarters of the Omega Rights Association, but with the development of society, when the empire truly achieves gender equality, the role of the association It is no longer as important as before, and the White Tower has also been changed to one of the imperial scientific research bases, which are exclusively open for omega and beta.

The staff members encountered on the road would stop and call out "General" when they saw him. Connor led Hyperion to the medical department, and explained to him as he walked: "Our genetic laboratory has just passed the approval of a new treatment. Animal testing, is about to undergo a phase of clinical trials."

"That's the estrus suppressant injection room. You must be careful not to get close to it when you come here in the future. Omegas in estrus are very sensitive. Even with an armband to block the breath, you can still easily detect Alpha's smell and be affected..."

Just as he was talking, a person was walking towards him, Hyperion was the first to notice, and his footsteps stopped.Connor stopped talking, changed his mind, and greeted him with a smile: "Quint!"

Quint was looking down at his diagnosis statement, and raised his head when he heard the sound, and smiled at Connor in surprise: "Connor? Why are you here?"

"Send someone over here." Connor turned sideways, making way for Hyperion behind him.

Hyperion couldn't move his eyes from looking at Quint. This was the first time in 20 years that he saw the person he thought about day and night with his own eyes.During the entire expedition, he collected all the images of Quint in public, and watched each of them countless times, but to him, this was like the first sip of water a traveler in the desert drank, except that it aroused him even more crazy In addition to the longing, the longing cannot be relieved at all.

His appearance hasn't changed much, but when he was too introverted when he was a teenager, his coldness has disappeared a lot, and he no longer looks like he rejects people thousands of miles away.Probably because of vision restoration surgery, I took off my glasses, and I look fatter than before.

He is doing well.After confirming this point, Hyperion secretly heaved a sigh of relief, as if he had lifted a heavy burden from his heart.That omega boy who hid in the grove late at night biting his lip and crying quietly has become strong enough as he wished.

The expression on Quint's face was moved for a moment, he seemed to be excited and hesitant, but soon he recovered his calm look, and nodded slightly to Hyperion to say hello: "General."

Hyperion waved his hand, was caught off guard by his unfamiliarity, and still smiled on his face: "I haven't seen you in so many years, why are you called so unfamiliar? If you want to call me general, do I have to call you too?" chief?"

"As long as the general doesn't mind." Quint smiled with a small dimple on one cheek.Connor patted the back of his hand and said, "I still have something to do, let's go first, Quint, please help me send him to the gene therapy room."

After speaking, Connor gave Hyperion a wink and hurried away, leaving the opportunity for Hyperion to grasp.Quint said "Hey" and wanted to stop him, but Connor left as quickly as he was afraid that he would not be able to catch up.

Hyperion saw Quint's hesitation, and said proactively, "Isn't it convenient? I can go find it myself."

"No." Quint quickly denied, and smiled slightly: "Please follow me."

No matter how close they were before, they haven't seen each other for 20 years, and they didn't know what mode to use to get along when they met.Quint squeezed the report card in his hand, forced himself to suppress the mess of thoughts, and took the lead in finding a topic: "Will...are you injured?"

Seeing his appearance, Hyperion knew that he felt awkward, so he couldn't help laughing: "Isn't it very cool to call me Hai En before? Now you don't want to call me?"

"Really, it's been so long that I can't even remember." When Quint recalled the time they spent together at that time, he kept calling Hyperion by the abbreviation that only the closest family members call him, with a sad expression on his face. Shang couldn't help feeling feverish.He raised his hand to touch his cheek, and he was indeed suffering from a low-grade fever due to estrus.

"Then it's up to you, you can call it comfortable as you like." The pain in the bone crevices resurfaced again, and Hyperion curled up the nervously twitching fingers on his side, his expression as usual, "But if you If you have to call me general, I will not call you chief."

Quint said hello and didn't say any more. He was a little dizzy. The residual smell of champagne on Hyperion's body and the escaping Alpha's aggressive pheromone kept secretly stirring up the restless cells in the estrus period. Disintegrating the defense line cast by the inhibitor just injected.

Hyperion noticed his trance, and carefully restrained his pheromone, trying not to let it interfere with Quint. He still likes Quint crazily, but he had no intention of taking advantage of others. Those whom Bo Lian cares about should take good care of them and protect them, so as not to suffer any grievances.

"If you don't feel well, I'll go by myself, don't force it." Seeing that Quint's eyes were watery, and even his walking posture became uncomfortable, Hyperion frowned. Before he finished speaking, his kneecap showed no sign. Sudden pain.Caught off guard, Hyperion let out a muffled snort, and the moment his legs softened, he was about to fall straight down.

Quint quickly grasped Hyperion's arm with sharp eyesight, and immediately woke up from fright. Alpha's weight was heavier than he had imagined, coupled with the lack of strength during estrus, he was staggered and pushed directly to the wall by Hyperion. Alpha knocked his head on his soft belly, Quint reached out to catch him, and touched the layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

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