But Theresa's expression is already the clearest answer.

"Is it possible for her to lie to you?" Arnold said unwillingly.

Theresa's face turned red: "It shouldn't be."

Arnold: "…"

You're blushing, what else is there in between that he doesn't know?

Even Chu Xingyu looked at Pei Liang and his face became alert again.

Now it is clear that she really has no distortion about her omega, but on the other hand, Hill is really in danger.

What's more, that guy was already a little ready to achieve his goals at all costs.

Arnold was still stubborn: "Just, even if you want to make alpha, then you don't have pheromone suppression now, and you're still making a fuck."

Then after he said that, he wanted to bite off his tongue.

Because when Pei Liang heard this, his eyes suddenly became full of deep meaning.

Then he leaned closer to him and said in his ear with a volume that only two could hear, "Not mentioning the pheromones, even if the ones below are gone, they can still make you cry."

Arnold's face suddenly turned red so red that his skin could not be covered, and his ears that could be seen with naked eyes began to burn hot and smoke.

"Who the hell cares about you, who is fool, he is so perverted."

After saying that, he rushed out, and Theresa recalled that he knew that this guy probably said something shameless.

But it was the last time to confirm: "You really won't pick it up?"

Pei Liang proved her determination with actions. She picked up the glands and squeezed them into pieces. The powerful alpha pheromone breath spread, but this was probably the last time this guy was.

Theresa glanced at her deeply and finally turned around and left.

Pei Liang felt refreshed at this moment and was about to lie in the medical cabin to repair the wound on the back of his neck.

When I turned around, I saw Chu Xingyu's face turned red and his breathing was rapid.

Pei Liang hurriedly said, "Hey! Are you going to take a leave? This time I came a bit fierce, and an inhibitor didn't work."

Chu Xingyu glared at her hatred and gasped, saying, "Is it an inhibitor that doesn't work? Which idiot just crushed the gland bag?"

Yet, the concentration of alpha pheromone in the whole room is a hundred times stronger than when she was sweating all over her body.

Naturally, it stimulated the person's little o'clock so much that he was in heat.

Chu Xingyu stuffed the knife in his hand to her: "Hurry up, cut it for me."

Pei Liang took the knife: "Have you thought about it?"

"I thought about it a long time ago, but it's a pity that I didn't think of this method before entering school." Chu Xingyu said firmly: "I never thought about falling in love and getting married, and I also hate being controlled by pheromones. The lifelong wish is to fight the Zerg."

In the past, due to gender and habitual subconsciousness, Pei Liang's statement just now made him uncover the previously puzzled problems.

If you cannot get rid of the shackles of gender, then just abandon your gender completely?

Why did he understand such a simple logic until today?

It’s not that Chu Xingyu didn’t expect this. After all, normal people hate themselves for having the wrong gender. As long as they are not self-abuse, who would think of castration?

The other party's hands were steady and fast, and Chu Xingyu almost didn't feel the pain, so he was pressed on the medical cabin by Pei Liang.

The ray with regeneration function was scanned and the wound on the back of his neck was repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When he was about to get up, Chu Xingyu didn't even react, but his body feeling was intuitive.

There is still a pheromonal smell that belongs to Pei Liang in the room, which is so rich that it cannot be ignored.

But his body was not fluctuating.

Chu Xingyu showed a relieved smile on his face, and replaced it with ambition that was more determined to win for his dream.

Pei Liang followed him and repaired the wound on the back of his neck. After all, he was afraid he would be furious when he went back with this thing.

Let’s keep things a secret for a while, at least we’ll talk about them after the league.

But at this time two more heads appeared at the door.

They are Theresa and Arnold who claim to have left.

They looked at the omega glands that were randomly discarded: "Is it really cut?"

"Cut it." Pei Liang said.

"What will he become in the future?" the two asked.

"I have done some homework." Pei Liang smiled: "It's good that Omega has had accidents causing gland damage."

"In addition to the benefits I mentioned before, it is nothing more than physical size, muscles, voices becoming low, strength and agility improving, and there is no harm in all the benefits."

The two alphas felt stomachache. Is this a catastrophe for ordinary omegas?

But when I saw Chu Xingyu's expression, I was quite looking forward to it?

Forget it, they'll be happy.

Theresa said: "Treat the glands well, and there is also the smell in the house. Find a way to dissipate - forget it, let's help too."

As they said that, the two rolled up their sleeves and looked at Pei Liang again: "But no matter how much you hide this, you can only hide it after the league."

At the end of the league, each contestant had to undergo a routine physical examination. Theresa could even imagine what expressions the people in the school, military department, and Pei family would have at that time.

Perhaps because of the same shocking secret, the relationship between the four people suddenly felt much closer.

After cleaning the medical room and confirming that the remaining concentration would not make people suspect that the glands exploded, the two of them were completely treated, and the four left here.

Pei Liang was not very popular as a 3s level. Except for the team members and teachers who trained together, other students still thought she was still an ordinary s level.

The change in the quota also caused an additional investigation by several competitive military academies in the top, and it was found that it was the niece of the head of the Pei family. Although he had a good background, he had no outstanding results since he was a child, so he thought it was a strategy used by the Emperor* School.

Everyone analyzed Richter's intention to do this, but he did not pay much attention to Pei Liang himself.

But since Pei Liang participated in the competition, the school naturally assigned her a mecha again.

The original owner's mecha was S-level, even if it was newly ordered, Pei Liang was very comfortable to use, but the restrictions were still very obvious.

After getting the 3S mecha specially prepared for her by the school, Pei Liang personally experienced the difference.

The 3s-level mecha is not customized just because of customization. Besides, the time is so short, so what Pei Liang uses now was the last principal of the Emperor** School, which is the current Emperor of the Empire.

The previous user was Chairman Richter.

A few days before the league opened, Pei Liang had been adapting to the new mecha, and the top mecha divisions of the military academy were circling around her around the clock, constantly debugging and modifying to ensure that they were in the most suitable state.

On the day the league started, the participating teams from other military academies had arrived from other planets a few days ago and had been training with the members of the Imperial College for several days.

Pei Liang was used to the new mecha in another place, but he had never met the other party.

On the opening day, Pei Liang stood in the competition team and was waiting to go out when he heard a provocative voice coming from beside him.

"Is there no one in the imperial school?" The other party was a tall alpha, with blonde hair and blue eyes, but it was as bright and handsome as Theresa's gold.

This man is a bit anxious when he is a muscle tie, saying that he is a big man who is trusted by others in his thirties.

He said with sarcasm and malice on his face: "When will you become a regular player in the league if you fall to the S level?"

"Just last year, even the substitutes in the Imperial** School were mostly in the 3s level. It was so sad and pitiful that it had just been reduced to this point in just one year."

He pointed to the team at the back end: "I thought only third-rate schools could not get decent players, and they could make up the numbers with S-level."

This sentence is to offend other military academies. Except for the top tyrants, how could all military academies get a complete 3s lineup?

In general military academies, S-level is already the chief talent.

However, the strength gap is so cruel that no one dared to ask for help from S-level S-level shots and offended by a single sentence.

I was afraid of being misled by this 3s level and maliciously revenge in the field.

There is not no such precedent. This person is named Brian, a member of Ares Military Academy, the participating team leader, and the chief of the third grade of Ares Military Academy.

Last year, he performed extremely well in the league, and even forced the same class at the Emperor* School to almost fall into a disadvantage. Later, the situation was saved by Theresa and Arnold, so he attached great importance to these two second-year students.

As the leader, the Emperor** School is naturally under the close attention of other schools.

Ares Military Academy had known about Pei Liang for a long time. None of the team members had seen her information. Brian knew who she was. Now he was watching her talk to Theresa and the others.

It's just finding a reason to find fault, but I don't care about Pei Liang in fact.

But after he finished speaking, Theresa did not even show shame and anger even when he was angry Arnold, but only glanced at him like a fool.

Then Pei Liang pointed at him and asked Arnold: "Aris Military Academy is cheating, right?"

"Is it because I want to compete for the first place and I'm crazy about it, forcing students to not graduate for more than ten years, and I will definitely wait until I win the championship?"

"Puff--" Arnold burst out laughing, and the team members of the Emperor* School even led the team to laugh to varying degrees.

Some of the sarcastic master even asked Brian with a worried look on his face: "This classmate, is Ares Military Academy forced you? Do you want me to write a complaint report for you? I should have been a talent for serving the army over the age of 30. The Ares Military Academy forced you to stay in the school, and the empire was suffering losses."

Brian and Ares Military Academy teachers and students were so angry that they wanted to work with these arrogant elites from the Emperor's School, but this is not a place to provoke trouble.
Chapter completed!