Weak Chicken Alpha Divorce Strategy

You have no way to lie to him, in fact, you are not going to hide this matter from him, you just have to choose a suitable time.

Besides, you have been trained from childhood to adulthood, almost when he looks at you, you will subconsciously raise your head, tuck your stomach and stand at attention, looking forward, let alone lying to your wife, even if you lie in front of him, your tongue will cramp.

Your wife's ten-thousand-year iceberg face not only deters the stars and bandits, but also comes with a 20-meter isolation circle, which is also the best veritaserum.

So you confessed leniently without hesitation, and told the truth in a stammering voice, but the voice was so small that you could barely hear: "My first estrus is coming."

"Yeah." He knocked on the table for a while, and then returned to normal.

"I...I..." You couldn't help putting your hands on the operating table, your head was in a mess, you couldn't tell whether it was a guilty conscience or a sour feeling, you tried to be calm: "I won't cause trouble, I have lived here for a few years. Outside, there is no bad news, I am very careful, but the estrus period cannot be delayed, I heard that the slave owners in District B are very tight-lipped, so I came here..."

You explain a bunch of useless stuff and finally get to the point: "I bought a slave and he's a beta..."

"speaker."

Your words were interrupted. Through the light curtain, you saw a slender and bony hand, revealing a navy blue cuff with the badge of the Iron Blood Legion on the button. He took the information from Lance's hand.

"The meeting is over, aren't you going to eat?"

Your pupils shrink slightly, and your head seems to have been hammered heavily.

You know exactly who this person is.

Your wife's white moonlight, lifesaver, childhood sweetheart, who can be entrusted to the back, the so-called most important person in life.

A beta.

"Yeah." Your wife nodded, and then turned off the communication: "I'll talk about this matter when I come back."

There seems to be a lump in your throat, and you fell silent for a while, only a mechanical sound reminded you [communication off]

There seems to be no need for explanation.

You twitched the corners of your mouth, took a deep breath, well, it seems that you still have to rely on yourself during the estrus period.

You turned off the communication and didn't recover for a long time.

But this is not the first time he hangs up on your communication. You rarely communicate with Lance, so you can't always grasp the rhythm of the conversation. At this time, you will wonder why you chose you. You obviously like his Alpha, Beta There are so many, but I chose a small carrot. You still suspected that your wife, the chairman of the alliance, likes to cultivate the system.

But now it seems that he just needs a good shield. For Lance, there is no Alpha who is more sensible than you. He has no sense of presence, no bad habits, is diligent and thrifty, and can considerately solve himself even during the estrus period.

You twitched the corner of your mouth.

When you first got married, you once thought about being a qualified chairman and old Gong, but you are not only a rare psychic Alpha, but also an incredible E-rank. This attribute is basically equivalent to a third-class disabled.

Any B-level Omega can round you up and flatten you, so you have been living under his protection dutifully, not smoking, drinking or burning your head, and not letting yourself become a weakness for others to criticize him.

You take a deep breath, bend down, hold the shock ring's controller in your hand, and ask Beta, who is huddled for some reason.

Honestly, you were going to punish him for making the noise on purpose, but it doesn't really look like that.

Beta's face was pale, he tugged at your trousers, his body shook like he had eaten jumping beans, you were frightened and frantic, and slapped him on the face.

"Are you okay? What's wrong with you, I'll take you to the hospital."

Beta's hair was limp against her forehead, and her green eyes looked at you with wet eyes.

His pupils are dilated, as if he is suffering from great torture, you don’t know what to do, you want to put down the controller, but you are afraid that he will attack you, but in the end, conscience overcomes reason and you choose to help him.

Brta trembled violently, you turned over his body, and it was the neck ring.

To be reasonable, what you read at home is the book "Mechanical Warfare", and the sheets you sleep on are "Yoda's [-] Reasons for the Prosperity of Technology". There will be random checks.

So you are really confused when you see this thing.

This thing should have a punishment control attribute, and it can be removed directly, but it's stuck too tightly, and it can't be opened by violence.

You should ask the person in charge, but Beta is about to foam, you can send him to the nearest hospital, you should be able to hold on for 5 minutes, but your face is too famous, if you recognize it, you will be caught by gossip magazines Write blindly.

Beta was about to twitch, you didn’t dare to hug him, so you had to pat his face desperately, trying to wake him up: “What is that! How can I help you! Can you hear me?”

The indifference and hostility on Beta's face disappeared, and his voice was filled with indescribable pain: "...remote...controller...turn off..."

You quickly retrieve the remote that you tossed aside, but there are too many buttons!There are all strange symbols and you don't know which one to press. Seeing that Beta is about to roll his eyes and can't speak, you just press randomly.

Beta's crouched body suddenly bounced away, like a dying fish on the beach, you even heard the buzzing sound of electric shock from the neck ring, as if it was performing some terrible operation.

"Yes, yes... sorry..."

You blushed, looked at Beta apologetically, then made up your mind, made a crackling operation, the machine suddenly began to rotate in a small range, Beta's eyes were desperate, and the sound could no longer be described as miserable. If someone heard it, there is a high probability that it would Thought you were cruelly abusing him.

With a pale face, you simply dropped the manipulator, planning to send him to the hospital directly.

"Snapped."

The machine stopped running, and Beta fainted. With trembling hands, you touched his breath.

still alive.

Scared the Alpha to death.

You touched your heart, confirmed that Beta was fine, and then took him back to your own place. Your emotions are a bit complicated, and your wife hasn't been here yet...

This house is your private property. It doesn't belong to Lance or your father's house. It was saved by you with the money from painting. The townhouse is cheap, so the location is average. Fortunately, the neighbors are very friendly.

There is a white fence at the gate, and sunflowers are planted.

You parked the car with a complicated expression, and then took Beta back to your home.

The home robot comes up to welcome you immediately, blinking its electronic eyes: "Wow, Mr. Iger, is this the new owner of Wall-E?"

You shook your head: "No, this is my friend."

Wally looked at you disappointedly, as if looking at a silly son who couldn’t get married, he took Beta over and scanned it, and issued a red alert: “Master Iger, this visitor has not registered any information in the alliance, and the authority cannot Awarded, judged unqualified, suggested expulsion."

"I bought him, Wall-E." You sighed.

Wall-E blinked: "Master Iger, according to the Marriage Law, I do not recommend that you cheat, but after all considerations, your decision is undoubtedly correct. According to Wall-E's calculations, the chance of you having sex with Lance is 0.5%. That is to say, you cannot complete the conversion of estrus within the protection of the law."

Of course I know this, you are spread out on the sofa, not wanting to speak in a dull mood, Wali couldn't wait for a reply, so he tilted his head like a cute boy, carried Beta to the bathroom, and took care of the neck ring by the way.

You always feel that his electronic eyes are full of ridicule, and you have to explain with a blushing face, reprimanding WALL-E for being too obscene.

You don't use those weird props.

Wall-E blinked: "The point is that you don't know how to use it? Master Iger."

"Shut up." You huddled on the sofa depressedly, and Wally rolled over, flattering you with a mechanical hand to pinch your feet, and you memorized "The History of Alliance Development and Mecha War" with a bitter face. If Lance came back today, he must Will spot check.

So Beta woke up, thinking that he would encounter some evil treatment, and tried to escape by jumping out of the window, when a cold electronic sound suddenly sounded.

"Hello, I am the mechanical butler serving Lord Iger, Wally, model Z-21-0, you have been officially designated as the private property of Lord Iger, you must not harm, disobey, or escape, otherwise I will immediately detain you kill."

Beta couldn't believe it: "Are you a Z series?!" Shouldn't this kind of thing only be applied to Legion-class fleets?Now that the alliance is so powerful, can even a spicy chicken use the Z series?

On the other side, you, who were endorsing, heard a knock on the door. You hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to open the door yourself.

After living here, the friendly neighbors often invite you to some parties. Most of them are artists who don’t care about politics, so they never use the name of the league’s strongest reincarnation winner to tease you, and they will not treat you and the speaker Married life is too curious.

Pulling on your slippers, you opened the door with a smile on your face.

Then your smile froze on your face.

Outside the door is the face of the iceberg that you are familiar with for thousands of years, calm and calm, busy with the world.

"Not going back to the main house?"

"Mister Speaker..." Your tongue was tied, and you jumped up as if you were being scalded. After being surprised, you felt endless guilt and fear, and subconsciously blocked the door: "I, I, I... I didn't know you were so fast. . . . come back, I thought it would be dinner time."

The speaker's indifferent face seemed displeased: "I said, I'll be back tonight."

You simply don't know what to say, it's impossible, after all, you're just a little piece of trash, if you make him unhappy, it's not impossible to just throw it to Desolation Star, anyway, there are a lot of people who want Lance to be widowed.

The speaker raised his foot and wanted to enter the door.

With a crying face, you pushed him with your hands: "No, no, no... No need, I'll go with you now."

The speaker gave you a slight glance, and you subconsciously withdrew your hand to distance yourself from him.

Your wife doesn't like being touched by others.

Except that Beta.

Without your obstruction, the speaker seemed to be in no one's land. Wali scanned his body, and said cheerfully: "Dear guest, I am Lord Iger's mechanical butler, Wali, number Z-21-0, honored at your service."

You hurried into the room, not daring to sit down, but obediently stood in front of him with your hands behind your back.

"sit."

"Yes."

You are clenching your fingers uneasily. Even though it is your home, you feel very uncomfortable and even want to run away. This is all due to the speaker who is sitting on the rustic sofa and reading your latest books.

"Egger."

"Yes."

The speaker frowned lightly, his face was cold, and there was nothing unusual about him. He had a faint smell of mechanical oil on his body, and his fingers turned white. These were minor side effects of taking the travel capsule.

It was dark, airtight, and blood pressure plummeted.

He probably didn't change his clothes before, so he rushed here.

"Have you seen the doctor already?"

Subconsciously, you sat up straight and looked at him cautiously. The speaker's face was as indifferent as ever, showing no emotion. Your heart relaxed and tightened, and your mouth opened, but you couldn't organize your words.

Is he asking about your heat?

What does speaker mean.

He doesn't like you.

You didn't speak for a long time, Lance didn't intend to wait too long, he put down the book: "Your estrus is coming."

You let out a short ah, and his terminal suddenly rang. The speaker did not hide your intentions, and connected to the communication.

The platinum-blonde long-haired Beta beauty appeared on the small light screen with a smile, and reminded her in a friendly tone: "Lance, the evening meeting starts at eight o'clock."

"I know."

"Okay, I'm so hungry, I'm going to have dinner now. By the way, I passed by the restaurant you like and brought you a salad. Adjutant Frank will bring it to you. See you tonight."

"Ah."

Your words were interrupted, and the accumulated courage leaked out like a balloon. You suddenly realized that Lance and you have only had a marriage relationship in name. He can be any role in your life, but he will never be a lover. .

You are a rubbish alpha of the spiritual system, almost equivalent to a useless person, you can only engage in textual work of writing and drawing, you have no way to stand at the same height as him, the division of cognition and domains makes you have no common topics, you Only the little stuff, you're just born to be second in class when it comes to combat and politics.

So when people ridicule you as the strongest reincarnation of the alliance and the best soft meal in the alliance, you have never been irrefutable.

So you can understand and accept that your partner doesn't love you.

"Are you going to be busy?"

"Ah."

He stood up, and you sent him out, the Speaker paused, turned around, and lightly touched your forehead.

"I will be in the imperial capital during this time, you move back."

You stared blankly at him, the Speaker, who is busy with affairs, has already walked out of the door.