I Heard That I Am a Scumbag, God of War Alpha

In fact, it is not invisible, Chen E is pale and tired every day during this time.

Alpha, who was usually full of energy, now moves a little bit more, and frowns slightly.

Chen E is clumsy and awkward in this regard, whether it is an allergy or an injury, he hides it and does not want Zhuang Yan to see it.

And he doesn't care about his body very much, even if it's unbearable, he just endures it silently.

Zhuang Yan was feeling depressed, but it wasn't that he was in a bad mood.

He wondered if it was because Chen E didn't believe in himself enough.

This seems to be the habit of wild animals. If Alpha feels uneasy, he will never open his belly and reveal his weaknesses.

But Zhuang Yan was at a loss, as if standing at a crossroads, not knowing which direction to go.

A pure and enthusiastic young man, even liking is straightforward and simple. And Chen E is like a clam, with a thick shell, which blocks all his intimacy and goodwill from outside.

The door of the conference room was closed, and Zhuang Jin and Chen E were discussing matters about themselves inside.

There may be some clues related to secrets, and it is not convenient for Zhuang Yan to listen in. But he couldn't wait any longer in the living room, and he didn't want to eat the fruit from the fruit bowl.

So Zhuang Yan sighed, got up and went to the second floor.

408 was cleaning in the corridor on the second floor. When he saw him, he flashed his electronic eyes as a greeting: "Xiao Yan."

How could the AI ​​assistant not know about Chen E's condition.

Zhuang Yan looked down at it, and put a label of "accomplice" on 408's head.

"I'm going to the study." Zhuang Yan said.

408: "OK."

After entering the room, Zhuang Yan closed the door ajarly. The 408 outside the door continued to clean, and the movement became farther and farther away.

Zhuang Yan opened the drawer—he never flipped through Chen E's things before, so Chen E was used to not locking it except for the dark cabinet where military materials were stored.

The top drawer contains draft paper, which is used by Zhuang Yan for drawing and calculating.

There is a piece of paper in the middle, on which is written the word "Zhuang Yan", neat and beautiful, with heavy strokes, in Chen E's handwriting.

Zhuang Yan was stunned, unable to remember when Alpha wrote it down, and when it was stuffed in, secretly, and placed in the back of the drawer, a very hidden place.

In the other drawers of the desk are my own textbooks and materials.

There are cabinets connected under the bookshelves, Zhuang Yan opened them one by one to look.

It was hot today, and he was sweating a little, pursing his lips to look for it.

After opening a few empty cabinets, I finally opened the side cabinet door and found Chen E's perspective film.

Zhuang Yan didn't study medicine, so he couldn't tell the names of the wing bones. But the photos are intuitive and not difficult to understand.

The X-ray films were sorted out in chronological order, from bone fracture, to implantation of special internal fixation material after surgery, to the current recovery period—

Zhuang Yan sat on the carpet and looked at the films from different angles.

His heart was entwined with something heavy, and his fingertips were pinching the X-ray.

Such a long bone was broken and broken in the X-ray film.

After being implanted with stents and steel nails, the pain seemed excruciating, and Chen E had to pretend to be fine.

Zhuang Yan's eyes were sore, he was silent for a long time, and quietly put the perspective film aside.

There are still some old materials under the cabinet, which look like waste paper. Turning them over, they turned out to be the previous doctor's orders and medical records.

Alpha's records in these years are more than his own lifetime.

Zhuang Yan slowly, page by page. His throat was blocked by a bitter taste as soft as cotton, and he couldn't make a sound.

The boy lowered his head and looked backwards from the recent medical records.

Until the time when Chen E was drugged by a counterfeit.

—It turns out that he didn't come back from the border for vacation, but he was also injured on the front line and needed to rest and wait for recovery.

I don't know what to ask, the doctor wrote in the record that it is not recommended to remove the gland.

After Alpha loses his glands, he will not be able to maintain his half-beast form. If there is a need for combat, it is recommended that patients seek other ways to solve the problem of pheromone and susceptibility period.

Zhuang Yan was startled, hugged his knees, closed the medical record, and put it back in the cabinet.

meeting room.

Zhuang Jin turned on the optical brain, and the screen immediately lit up, projecting huge and complex instruments hidden in the underground space of the secret stronghold of the rebels.

He gave Chen E a look, and then asked, "That's it, right?"

Chen E hummed.

This project is quite complicated. A team was at the border, led by Academician Shen, to investigate the structure and usage of the equipment on the spot, and reported the news to Chen E and the military.

Another team is in the central star, conducting theoretical analysis, calculation and research. What Zhuang Jin can get from inside is the information of this team.

There are regular meetings every week for exchanges and discussions.

But the matter of Xiaoyan could not be discussed at the regular meeting, and Zhuang Jin was too impatient, so he decided to ask Chen E about the progress first.

It is rare for two people who usually don't match each other to get a united front.

Before, Zhuang Jin thought to himself, **** it, if Shang Yu knew about this, he would have to laugh at himself to death.

Fortunately, Chen E's attitude was as cold as before, and he talked about things when he had something to say, and he didn't deliberately get close because of his younger brother's relationship.

So Zhuang Jin also reluctantly, for Xiao Yan's sake, managed to maintain his superficial calm.

Zhuang Jin said: "I saw the documents and materials submitted by the Ministry of National Defense, and the Academy of Sciences put forward a hypothesis that this part of the instrument—"

Pointing, he circled a spot on the screen.

"—It is used to create tunneling conditions. But I asked a little more, and found that even if the right conditions can be created to allow quantum organisms to parasitize into the human body, its scope of influence is actually not very large."

"How old is it?" Chen E asked.

"The radius is six thousand kilometers, almost the size of a planet."

Zhuang Jin paused, and frowned: "So that's the problem. The distance from Xiaoyan to the border is calculated in light years. How did he get affected and become parasitic?"

"I also received a message here."

Zhuang Jin: "Tell me."

"The quantum lives discovered so far are all parasitic on the rebels, and they have all been controlled and locked up in isolated areas. The border guards are responsible for guarding interrogations and obtaining information."

When it came to the word interrogation, Chen E's tone was cold. Zhuang Jin knew the methods of the border guards, so he wisely didn't ask more questions.

"and then?"

"Some high-level personnel explained," Alpha said, "five years ago, there was a quantum life that, through continuous parasitism and tunneling, broke away from the ethnic group and successfully migrated to other galaxies."

Zhuang Jin's expression changed.

"Damn it, it must be it."

Five years ago, even the timing was right.

Chen E's eyes darkened, and he continued:

"Quantum beings can perceive each other within a certain range. I have asked Academician Shen to choose a safe and controllable captive and send it to the central star. If it is here, it can be caught immediately."

Zhuang Jin gritted his teeth: "Okay, when will the captives arrive? I'll go and coordinate with other departments to make sure everything goes smoothly."

"I'll be there in a few days."

"Yes, I will arrange people to wait and act at any time."

After explaining everything, Zhuang Jin closed his brain, packed his things and prepared to leave.

He will go back to the Ministry of Defense later, he has other work to do.

Halfway through packing, I suddenly noticed that there was still water poured by my brother on the table.

Zhuang Jin clicked his tongue in his heart, reluctantly asked for Zhuang Yan: "How is your injury?"

Chen E frowned slightly.

Zhuang Jin: "..."

What an attitude!

He held his breath, and said in a strange way: "Chen E, to tell you the truth, Xiao Yan has been very attractive since he was a child. When nothing happened, the little boys and girls chasing him could line up from the dealer's gate to the crossroads." .”

Thinking of this, Zhuang Jin became even more unhappy.

There are so many sound Alphas in the world, how could my younger brother be so devoted to a bird with only half a wing.

Chen E asked coldly, "Why don't you leave?"

Zhuang Jin didn't, he deliberately raised his water glass and took a sip slowly.

"At that time, Xiao Yan fell ill and was hospitalized." He put down his cup, and coolly repaired the knife. "Someone specially picked osmanthus flowers and sent them to his window sill."

"..."

"The flower was later used as a bookmark, and it is still in Xiaoyan's textbook."

Chen E paused with his fingertips, but his brows stretched slightly.

Zhuang Jin is a fine person, and he immediately caught the change in Alpha's expression at this moment.

——Chen E didn't even hurry to drive himself away.

What did he just say?

Wait, that cluster of Osmanthus osmanthus should just be given by Chen E...

Zhuang Jin's face darkened, he put on his briefcase, turned around and pushed open the door of the meeting room.

There was no sign of Xiao Yan outside the door, and she didn't know where she went. He was not in the mood to find someone, so he turned to Chen E and said, "Tell Xiao Yan for me, let's go."

"Ok."

The hover car was parked in the yard, Zhuang Jin opened the door, threw the documents in, and sighed while sitting in the driver's seat.

Then he turned on the optical brain, and issued an imperial edict to his younger brother in a vicious voice: "Remember to go home on weekends."

After thinking for a while, I added another sentence: "Chen Eren is fine, alive and kicking. You might as well worry about your brother, I almost didn't get mad at him."

Zhuang Jin threw down his optical brain and drove for ten minutes aggrieved, but he didn't wait for the notification sound for a new reply.

It is not clear what Xiaoyan is busy with now.

Zhuang Jin, who had always been careless and idle, finally felt the sadness of being abandoned at this moment.

—The younger brother has grown up, and he will not be able to keep it after all.

The little cabbage that he has carefully watered and cared for since he was eight years old has grown wings and is flying by itself.

When Chen E found Zhuang Yan, Omega was at the end of the corridor on the second floor. He held something in his hand, lowered his head slightly, and asked 408 a question with a serious expression.

But 408 remained silent as if being reprimanded. He just stood against the wall, his electronic eyes staring at the ground.

Just after finishing the conversation with Zhuang Jin, Chen E calmed down and asked almost relaxedly, "What's the matter, Xiaoyan."

Zhuang Yan didn't come, so Chen E walked over on the carpet.

After a small half of the corridor, after approaching, he finally saw clearly what was in Zhuang Yan's hand—

It was the painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs that I had been taking in private these days without telling Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan has extremely clear eyes, like amber. But now the corners of the eyes and the tip of the nose are red, as if she is extremely sad, and she wants to cry but holds back.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Zhuang Yan asked.

"..."

"Don't want me to worry," he paused for half a second, "still don't believe me?"

Chen E's voice was hoarse: "I don't want you to worry."

Zhuang Yan bit his lower lip and looked at him, so he had no choice but to say, "And it's ugly."

The surgical incision is very ugly. Stiff, inflexible wings are also very ugly.

From a young age to now, he is used to facing the rules of survival of the fittest and elimination of the weak, and he has to carry everything by himself.

Since I like Zhuang Yan's smile and company, I have to hide the ugly side.

The disabled half-beast form is already very unbearable.

Chen E said, "Anyway, it will be fine in two days."

He stretched out a hand, waiting for Zhuang Yan to give the pill back to him, and then leaned over obediently and obediently like a few days ago.

On the contrary, Zhuang Yan backed away and lowered his eyes.

Chen E's face was pale, his lips were dry and peeled. His back was stiff, and he suddenly realized that Zhuang Yan was actually angry.

"Xiao Yan." He suppressed his restlessness and anxiety, and shouted in a low voice.

After a long time, Zhuang Yan raised his head, his eyes were red.

Chen E's heart sank, and he was ready to face disappointment and blame.

Just like when I was a child, once I got sick, or I was allergic to the wrong food. Xie Ruyun was too busy, so she scolded him like a waste, always causing trouble for herself.

It's the same at Chen's house, Chen Hongfei and Bian Wei have always been too lazy to bother.

Later, I went to the border battlefield, which was a more cruel and harsh environment. If you show cowardice in front of the enemy, you will die.

Chen E was taught to be tough and persevering by life, even his shadow reflected on the wall showed a ferocious look with teeth and claws.

But Zhuang Yan's eyes were wet, like the sky before the rain. He is such a beautiful and good-tempered Omega, even when he is angry, he is gentle.

"Chen E, are you in pain?"