17 cold military doctor, guess the gender; it can be called the most toxic pheromone in history (egg: spasm in the bathroom
So what is this person trying to express?
Mu Ran was puzzled.
He had seen Wei Fengchi's name ranked first among all the students in his class on the bulletin board early on, and he and Wei Fengchi had only met once, and the last time he talked to him, he liked to ignore him.
Mu Ran didn't know how to answer for a moment, and was about to offer a "um" to finish the job.
Fortunately, Wei Fengchi didn't seem to want to communicate with him too much, and his obsidian-like red phoenix eyes, which seemed to have been soaked by the melting water of the mountain's ice and snow, narrowed slightly, and then walked away quickly.
The timetable for getting up in the military academy was very strict. Before six o'clock, the sky was still dark, the sky was full of stars, and the crescent moon hung on the trees, so everyone went to the classroom in the dark.
When Mu Ran went to the classroom, it was not too early or too late, and before entering the door, he saw Wei Fengchi who stood out from a group of Alpha, Beta, and Omega students and was out of place.
Last night, Mu Ran had nothing to do, so he went to the school forum to browse. He wanted to find some military training coping skills, but he happened to see that a post related to Wei Fengchi became popular and was added as a refinement.
Yesterday was not the official start of school, but Wei Fengchi was appointed as the new school grass by the stalwart seniors or male Omega seniors.
Why do so many people like this deadpan guy?
Mu Ran didn't quite understand the "School Brother Wei, please fuck me hard" comments in the post.
After all, Mu Ran is more willing to get along with the approachable Omega or the down-to-earth Beta than the aggressive Alpha.
His thoughts drifted far away like plankton, until the vacant seat beside him was seated with a big buttock, and then he pulled back Mu Ran, who was wandering in the sky.
"Why are you sitting here?"
Mu Ran looked at his roommate, Yu Jinxuan, who seemed to be having a bad fight with him yesterday.
"Come on, I don't know anyone here, I just know you, where else would I sit here?"
Yu Jinxuan took it for granted, and spoke in a slightly flatter tone.
Fifty-one students in a class were all present, and the teacher arrived in the classroom soon. He first gave an introduction, and then asked the students in the class to introduce themselves one by one.
The teacher's surname is Li. He told his classmates about the course schedule for this semester and the time of the latest exam.
Not long after, the voice of assembly sounded on the radio, and all the freshmen of the first grade were given the oath ceremony in the sports field.
Because the classroom is on the third floor, Class 5, Grade 1 was the seventh to enter. In about five minutes, all the students from the 30 classes of the first grade had arrived, and the sports field became a vast expanse.
The national flag of the Empire was raised slowly on the flag raising platform, and on the upper right of the flag was an eagle ready to fly. All the teachers and students watched the national flag rise to the top of the flagpole solemnly and quietly.
The principal of the military academy led the team to swear an oath on the awarding platform, and the students below raised their right hands to the level of their temples and followed suit. The voice was so intense that it resounded throughout the stadium.
"I am a cadet of the Gerhold Military Academy. I solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Imperial Constitution to the death. I will be loyal to Your Majesty's wise rule. I will oppose all enemies of the Empire and the evil forces headed by the Zerg. I will be honest and trustworthy and obey discipline. , will never betray the empire and the people of the empire—the swearer:..."
After taking the oath, Mu Ran and Yu Jinxuan returned to the classroom. The morning class was usually a theoretical class, and Mu Ran took notes seriously.
Yu Jinxuan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, feeling drowsy in class.
With his appearance like this, naturally every class will inevitably be called up by the teacher to answer questions.
Yu Jinxuan didn't know what to ask, but fortunately, he was helped by his deskmate Mu who had excellent theoretical knowledge, so he was able to answer the teacher's questions with difficulty.
Most of the afternoon classes are training classes. Compared with the detailed theoretical classes in the morning without wind and rain, the descending training classes are simply hell on earth for many freshmen who have never done a lot of physical training.
Mu Ran and his classmates were tortured to the point of collapse by the instructor. Everyone felt like they were being fucked hard by the instructor and the track.
After three days, Mu Ran weighed himself on the electronic scale and found that he was at least three or four catties lighter.
After three days of inhuman training, Mu Ran's good friend Qi Yucheng fell ill.
Qi Yucheng performed well in the theory class, but because his physical fitness was too hip in the training class, and there were few Omega in his class, he didn't make any special friends for a while.
And Qi Yucheng's roommate has a soft and weak personality, and belongs to the type who can't make a dull fart with three sticks. Usually, he would falter for a long time when talking to others, and obviously he didn't expect him to take good care of the sick Qi Yucheng.
Mu Ran had no choice but to fight in person, running back and forth across two floors every day.
He cooked for Qi Yucheng, washed clothes, cleaned, wiped Qi Yucheng's body, took his temperature, and took medicine.
Qi Yucheng went to the school infirmary twice, but he said that every time he went there he would get a headache, nausea and dizziness, so he asked Mu Ran to get him medicine.
At first, Mu Ran couldn't understand, when did Qi Yucheng have such a severe fear of the school doctor's office?
When he went to the school infirmary, he could immediately understand Qi Yucheng's mood of avoiding him like a snake.
An Alpha was injured in his arm during training, and now he was lying pale on the bed in the school infirmary. His whole body was exuding the scent of... stinky tofu pheromone.
Mu Ran: "..."
This pheromone is really special, very special and very individual, once it has a personality so strong, all creatures within a radius of ten miles will retreat.
The doctors and nurses in the school infirmary were more or less affected. They were working a little anxiously with their brows furrowed.
Among the impetuous and eager doctors and nurses, there was an Alpha who stood still and seemed particularly calm and composed.
And the foundation of his calmness and calmness is - a thin white gas mask tightly worn on his face.
Mu Ran: Do you want to make such a big fight?
Mu Ran felt that among all the doctors, he seemed to know how to plan best, and he should be the most reliable, so he walked to his desk and said softly, "Hello, please, I want to get some medicine for my classmate."
Doctor Alpha in front of him slowly raised his head, his brown soft and dry hair slid back slightly, his eyes covered by goggles were as clear and cold as the hard-to-melt snow outside the window, and he was silently looking at Mu Ran.
He should be a little short-sighted. Without glasses, he likes to squint his eyes slightly to look at others. His skin is as white as ceramics. There is a golden nameplate engraved with his name on the upper right corner of the desk.
"Where's your classmate?"
The voice coming from the gas mask was a bit distorted, but the cold voice was still very recognizable.
"My classmate doesn't quite adapt to your environment."
Mu Ran spoke very cryptically.
Doctor Alpha didn't make a sound, but a Beta nurse next to him, who was drinking water and was not affected by pheromones, continued: "Then he will be sad for the pheromone anti-stress class when he arrives."
Mu Ran didn't say anything, he thought that the doctor in front of him didn't have a good pheromone anti-stress ability, otherwise why would he wear such an unconventional gas mask?
"name."
Lu Lin opened and closed his thin lips gently, and asked briefly.
"Muran."
Lu Linshen typed twice on the keyboard equipped with the desktop optical computer. After searching to no avail, his dark eyebrows frowned, "I'm asking about your classmate."
"Oh, sorry, I thought it was me who was asking, but I didn't realize it for a while. My classmate's name is Qi Yucheng."
Alpha's slender hands with clear veins flicked across the keyboard, and then clicked the mouse.
"Judging from the data uploaded from the health terminal of his watch, he has had a cold for two days and still has a little fever."
"Yeah, thank you doctor."
Lu Linshen got up and walked back, even when he went to the pharmacy, he was still wearing that perfectly fitted gas mask.
He didn't pay any attention to the slightly resentful look in the eyes of that person who passed by the Alpha bed that exuded stinky tofu pheromone.
After the tablets are taken, they are divided into small transparent bags according to the dosage at one time.
Lu Lin sat back to his seat and adjusted the gas mask.
"Three times a day, take it with warm water and take it after meals. If you still feel unwell, please go to see a doctor here. Is there any problem?"
"No."
Mu Ran shook his head and nodded again.
"Then please pay."
Lu Linshen reminded lightly.
Mu Ran: "..."
After Mu Ran swiped the card, the beautiful Beta nurse came over again.
Because Beta can't smell pheromone, sometimes it's difficult to judge the real gender of others, especially when encountering some Omega who are tall and tall like Alpha.
"Student, you are so tall, you must be an Alpha?" Nurse Beta asked curiously.
Mu Ran moved her lips, ready to tell the truth about her gender.
"It's Omega." Alpha, surnamed deer, tapped the table with his right middle finger, "The pheromones of red wine and cedar, right?"