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

This is actually a bit overpowering to say.

After the big bang, there must be official involvement in how to rate the damage, evaluate the repair plan, and calculate the cost.

The team next door to Ning Huabi has already started working overtime. Because of the shortage of manpower, they even asked Ning Huabi to transfer a few designers.

When Zhuang Yan called his mother two days ago, he still talked about it.

Ning Huabi said in a comforting tone: "You are asking about 7c, right? Its damage is actually tolerable. It looks a bit miserable in some places, but the overall structure is quite complete."

She also mentioned: "But also because of the integrity of the structure, the main energy and focus of the design institute are on several other planets. I don't know when it will be its turn."

"Will it be difficult to repair 7c?"

This question is very stupid, and Zhuang Yan regretted it a little when he said it. Sure enough, Ning Huabi chuckled lightly and said with a sigh:

"It's not difficult to repair."

Chen Eguang has complete information in his mind, from photos to models. He sent it to Zhuang Yan, and then stroked Omega's soft hair.

It's obviously a childish determination of a student, but both of them are very serious.

"You can play whatever you want," Chen E said.

Zhuang Yan shook his head vigorously. In terms of design, how could he casually say these two words!

Once you make up your mind, preparations for the Zhuang Banquet will begin.

In the evening, Chen E was busy with his work, so he also stayed up late in the study with him. Look at the photos over and over again to find all the information you need.

Kepler 7c before it was destroyed was actually a lush and beautiful planet full of vitality. Now there are only wind and sand wandering in the wilderness, the endless desert, and the cobweb-like deep pits and rifts around the point where the warhead fell.

Many people on the Internet said that this has become a death star.

But Zhuang Yan didn't like to use death to describe the planet, because it was only temporarily injured. The scars caused by the explosion must be repaired, and new life will eventually rise in the desert.

He typed intently, and registered the restoration of Kepler 7c on the official website as the final theme he finally selected.

After registering, Zhuang Yan raised his head and saw that Chen E on the other side of the room had also finished his work.

Alpha wrapped the light brain around his fingertips, playing with it casually, as if he was thinking about something. But he was very keen on eyesight, and felt that Zhuang Yan was looking at him, so he raised his eyes.

"Xiao Yan, it's time for you to rest." Chen E said.

Zhuang Yan stared at him with innocent moist deer eyes.

Chen E's movements froze, and he looked at Zhuang Yan unnaturally.

Zhuang Yan asked, "Aren't you going to accompany me?"

"..."

"I've been with you for the past few days."

Chen E sighed, lowered his head and put the light brain on the table, he said: "Then you go to bed first, I'll take a shower."

But this bath was much longer than before, Zhuang Yan was so dazed by the wait that Chen E went to bed with moisture.

His hair was still half wet, so he didn't get too close to Zhuang Yan. But Zhuang Yan came over naturally, rubbing against Alpha's shoulder, sniffing the smell of alcohol.

"Small banquet." Chen E called him.

He didn't say anything, just rubbed the back of Zhuang Yan's neck, which was a movement to lull people to sleep.

Zhuang Yan closed her eyes, and suddenly said: "Tomorrow I should not feel uncomfortable."

"…Ok."

"During the day, do a little more design."

Chen E responded with a nasal voice again.

Omega next to the pillow, feeling sleepy, slowly talked about his arrangements and plans for the next day. Like a child, a little silly, but with a sense of comfort and trust.

After saying a few more words, the voice lowered, and the breathing gradually became longer.

Just fell asleep.

The next day Chen E got up early and checked with 408 how many condoms were left at home.

This thing has been bought for a long time and has not been used for a long time, but once it is used, it is consumed quickly.

408: "Understood, I will put it in the daily necessities list for instant replenishment in the future."

Chen E lowered his eyes: "...um."

Then I went to the kitchen to prepare some milk and eggs for Zhuang Yan's breakfast. After I finished, I looked at the time, and it was almost time to get up.

Chen E returned to the third floor, and pushed open the bedroom door lightly.

Sure enough, Zhuang Yan woke up. He was sitting in the middle of the quilt, with messy hair on his head, and half of his shoulders were leaking out of his pajamas.

Seeing Alpha coming in, he raised his face and smiled affectionately.

Chen E walked over from the door, smoothed the raised hair on Shunzhuang Yan's head, and helped him tidy up his pajamas.

But Omega was not willing to get out of bed, so after dawdling in asking for a kiss, he raised his head and said in a confused voice just waking up: "Wings."

Chen E's fingertips paused slightly, and his palm pressed the position of Zhuang Yan's shoulder blade.

Alpha didn't show the wings, but instead asked, "Is your waist uncomfortable?"

Zhuang Yan nodded in confusion.

As a result, he was held down half-coaxed and half-deceived.

Zhuang Yan's waist is very soft, and a small section of ivory skin is exposed under the pajamas, which can be folded no matter what.

Maybe it was because he was considerate of him just waking up, today Chen E's movements were more soothing and gentle than before. Before Zhuang Yan was about to cry, he would get a comforting kiss.

He was also embarrassed by his own tears, biting his lower lip and holding back. But he couldn't bear it very well, and wanted to wipe away his tears, but Alpha grabbed his wrist again.

Not uncomfortable.

But still feeling extremely wronged, Zhuang Yan was in a daze for a long time before finally realizing—in fact, he just wanted to stick wings at first.

But so far it has not been posted.

He tearfully scratched his wrist. Chen E paused for a moment, and asked hoarsely beside his ear: "Well, Xiaoyan?"

Zhuang Yan's voice choked up: "...where are your wings?"

Chen E was silent, and saw Zhuang Yan's eyes were wet, and he tilted his head to hold back his tears. In the end, following Omega's wishes, he spread his wings and rubbed his cheeks with feathers.

Then Zhuang Yan finally behaved, and Chen E could do whatever he wanted. He even pressed his soft lips to the stretched feathers like kissing his fingers.

On the contrary, Alpha lost his composure because of this, fluffy feathers branched out, and awkwardly covered the whole feast.

"Little banquet." He called again.

After all, one wing is not too tightly covered. The morning light penetrated through the gaps in the feathers on the right half, reflecting Zhuang Yan's red eyes in half light and half dark.

Chen E wiped away the tears from Zhuang Yan's side face with his fingertips, and kissed his Omega repressedly.

He frowned, unable to stop. Until Zhuang Yan flinched slightly: "It hurts a bit."

Chen E's wingtips drooped, and he let go of Zhuang Yan slowly.

Zhuang Yan pursed her lips, and then wiped her tears with the back of her hand. He bowed his head and said, "...I'm going to take a shower."

"Go."

There were also finger marks on Omega's ankle, he stretched his legs out of the bed, and there was an insignificant slowness in his movements.

When stepping on the ground, he staggered again, Zhuang Yan reached out to help the bed, but Chen E held it up firmly.

"I'll carry you over."

Zhuang Yan shook her head with red eyes, but after all, she couldn't hold back Alpha's strength, and was forcefully placed in the bathtub.

He thanked him habitually, and Chen E lowered his eyes and asked, "Xiaoyan, can I borrow your bathroom, okay?"

Obviously the whole room is Alpha's property.

Zhuang Yan raised his head: "Okay."

"Don't wash for too long, breakfast is downstairs, it's already ready."

"…Ok."

After Chen E came out of the bathroom, Zhuang Yan hugged his knees and soaked in warm water for a while.

He didn't plan to wash for too long, but he had already entered a state of soreness all over his body and slow movements, and he couldn't get up quickly.

After drying his hair, he changed into clean clothes and went downstairs. Chen E was already at the dining table, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting.

Zhuang Yan pulled out a chair across from him and sat down, taking a sip of the warmed milk.

After eating something in silence, Zhuang Yan looked up and asked, "Will my eyes be swollen?"

Chen E looked at it seriously: "It's okay."

"..."

"I'll cover you with a towel later."

It seemed that it was really swollen a bit, Zhuang Yan rejected his proposal in a muffled voice, while applying it himself, he read the news on his brain.

Because I was thinking about the news about Chen E, I looked around.

I haven't found any new news about Alpha yet.

Instead, I saw my name on the forum first—as the first batch of participating students who submitted the theme for the finals, Zhuang Yan received more attention and discussions than the previous few times.

The big bang and the meteor shower are hot spots that everyone knows recently, so some students wondered if Zhuang Yan chose this topic as a little hype.

Some people even directly wrote evaluations for fame and reputation.

But roommate Qin Heyu has always been faster than anything in this kind of matter. When Zhuang Yan turned to the second page, he saw him wearing a familiar vest, saying good things for himself—

"If someone dares to choose, he must have this kind of strength. What's there to laugh at now, aren't you afraid of being slapped in the face as soon as the result comes out like the previous two times?"

He brought up the topic very successfully, and the next few floors were full of echoing words.

Zhuang Yan couldn't help smiling. He thought, classmate Xiao Qin has worked so hard, so he, the righteous master, should also post something on the forum?

But for a while, I couldn't think of what to write, because I have always been used to speaking with achievements and actions.

After hesitating on the forum for a few minutes, Qin Heyu's message suddenly popped up in the upper right corner of the optical brain——

"Xiaoyan Xiaoyan, I saw your topic selection."

"Are you serious? It's too scary. Repairing a planet is a million times more difficult than an airport. Don't be impulsive!"

"Students choose wrong questions every year. It's still too late. Do you want to write to the organizing committee to correct it?"

Every sentence came out urgently and quickly, which shows how concerned and anxious the speaker is.

The only fly in the ointment is the tone, which is completely opposite to the momentum of the quarrel on the forum just now.

Zhuang Yan: "..."

Ah, it turns out that classmate Xiao Qin is forcibly supporting his friend...

Zhuang Yan replied: "I won't change it."

Qin Heyu: "?"

"Because this project has some special meaning to me."

"...Okay, okay."

Xiao Qin still wanted to ask more questions, but was afraid of touching Zhuang Yan's privacy. He could only bear with it, and said in a timely manner: "Then I have some relevant information that I have saved before, and I will send it to you, so you can take a look at it?"

After speaking, he was afraid that Zhuang Yan would not accept it, so he quickly added: "It's just ordinary sharing, it's not cheating, you know."

Zhuang Yan laughed: "Thank you then."

He already had several folders in his brain, including the planetary data given by Chen E, the materials he collected, and the courseware and detailed case explanations that his mother had shared in the related open classes.

Now there is another concern from classmate Xiao Qin.

In fact, the result of the competition is not so important now. Zhuang Yan just wanted to do his part to help restore Chen E's mother's relics as soon as possible.

It may take a long time, or a lot of effort.

Chen E gave him so much, this is the most sincere feedback that Zhuang Yan can think of.