SGT CH86: Extra I

86: Extra ① Pure-blooded Males and Mixed-blood Tianjia X

◎Sending pheromones into his brood chamber◎

The blonde beauty’s dietary preferences leaned towards Zerg males, and he also had a special scent on his body that attracted him…

Aix guessed it was Zerg pheromones.

Insect-manufactured pheromones.

He was very likely an insect-manufactured male from the Zerg race.

Having concepts implanted by the Zerg was also normal.

But no way.

“I will never submit to you.”

Aix coldly refused.

Although he also had partial Zerg blood, his dominant bloodline was Tianjia, and he had always identified himself as Tianjia.

The bloodline that revered females made it absolutely impossible for him to accept kneeling at a male’s feet like a Zerg female, being obsequious to the male, trying to please him in every way, and losing his dignity.

He would never submit to anyone.

“Then there’s nothing more to say.”

Mousse shook off Aix’ hand.

Aix himself wouldn’t accept it, yet wanted him to accept it. On what basis?

Even over two thousand years ago, Mousse dared to have a cold war with the Tianjia Emperor over this issue, let alone now.

The Tianjia Empire had already fallen.

By the way, the neighboring Zerg Empire had also fallen.

The Zerg had also split.

However, it wasn’t the extreme male-female split like the Tianjia where males left, but rather split into various factions controlled by families, the military, or corporations.

The social relationships between different factions were vastly different.

When seeing this news, Mousse was not surprised at all.

The Zerg were originally similar yet opposite to the Tianjia, just not as extreme as the Tianjia.

It was normal to reach an ending similar to the Tianjia.

Besides, unite after long division, divide after long unity—this was the law of development of things.

Perhaps after tens of millions of years, even the Zerg and Tianjia could merge.

Mousse wasn’t really trying to make Aix submit to him when he said those things.

He just hoped Aix could look from another angle and see how annoying those concepts of his were.

What era was this already? How could Aix still be like a stubborn old-timer from two thousand years ago?

Who exactly was the one who transmigrated here?

Of course, Mousse wouldn’t fall out with Aix over such verbal disputes.

Aix was stubborn, but he truly loved him.

Without knowing about the mental plague, he had made amendments to the laws—such a foolish emperor’s move.

Willing to respect his choices, even willing to let him go for the freedom he wanted.

In daily life, he took extreme care of him. Although he was the Tianjia Emperor, he had no airs of an emperor at all.

…

Adhering to rules was the nature of military females.

Loving him was Aix’ instinct.

Mousse glanced at Aix, turned his head away, got on the bed with his back to him.

Thinking in his heart, let’s just have a cold war for one night.

Tomorrow morning when he woke up, his anger would dissipate.

Aix stood aside, watching the beauty glower at him, get on the bed alone, pull up the quilt, cover his head, and lie with his back to him.

It seemed… the talk had broken down.

But the male hadn’t left, which meant they hadn’t completely fallen out. This honey trap was still continuing.

Thinking of this, Aix felt somewhat relieved.

The only bed was occupied by the male. Aix looked around, found a spot on the spacious floor, and took out a military sleeping bag from his spatial button.

Mousse heard the movement, sat up to look at him, and asked:

“What are you doing?”

Aix looked at what was in his hand and replied:

“Laying out a sleeping bag.”

“…I’m asking why you’re doing this?”

He didn’t seem to have forbidden Aix from getting on the bed, right?

Even if he really said so, Aix couldn’t possibly be so obedient.

Either he’d look at him with grieved eyes, or he’d sneakily climb into bed.

Even if he locked the Tianjia Emperor outside the door and instructed attendants and guards not to let him in.

The Tianjia Emperor would also climb through the window in the middle of the night, then openly walk out the main gate the next day, highlighting the incompetence of the guards.

But Mousse forgot, this was a version of Aix without past memories.

It was all because his spiritual fluctuation was too familiar, making Mousse, who was used to recognizing Tianjia through spiritual fluctuations, subconsciously treat him as the Tianjia Emperor he was familiar with.

“This is your own room, you…”

Mousse paused and sighed:

“The bed is big, there’s room.”

After saying that, he lay down, pulled the quilt over his head, and said no more.

Aix was stunned for a few seconds before realizing the male was inviting him to bed.

When a male invites a female to bed…

Aix’ body temperature soared again.

He slowly stood up, walked to the bedside almost with synchronized hands and feet, fingers falling on his collar, looking at the bulging quilt, swallowing hard.

Just after unbuttoning one button, Aix suddenly realized he hadn’t showered yet and hurriedly walked to the bathroom.

This trip took an hour. Mousse waited until he fell asleep.

Half asleep and half awake, Mousse felt the mattress beside him sink. He instinctively moved closer, burrowing into the warm embrace of the Tianjia beside him.

Reaching out to hug Aix’ solid and strong waist that appeared narrow and slender under the broad chest, burying his face in the full pectoral muscles, deeply inhaling the warm breath with a hint of moisture.

Pheromones with a cold ice and snow scent rushed at him, instantly enveloping the entire room.

Mousse’s body pheromones were triggered and he woke up.

Mousse opened his eyes in confusion, still a bit dazed.

After so many years, his control over pheromones had improved. He no longer released pheromones as soon as he came into contact with female pheromones.

But the Tianjia Emperor’s pheromones were an exception.

He was indifferent to other females’ pheromones, but upon encountering the Tianjia Emperor’s pheromones, he would unconsciously respond.

Mousse felt his control over pheromones wasn’t good enough and was troubled by this for a long time.

Until he discovered that the Tianjia Emperor, in front of him, also couldn’t control his pheromones at all, always making himself embarrassed, Mousse let it go.

Pheromones were the best manifestation of Tianjia’s psychological emotions and physiological reactions.

Just like being unable to control love, in front of a beloved Tianjia, pheromones were equally uncontrollable.

But now, it was already midnight.

Mousse had already fallen asleep.

Aix actually still released pheromones towards him, arousing his pheromones and making him unable to sleep.

This was very anger-inducing for a Tianjia.

Mousse huffed angrily and was about to erupt.

Aix first withdrew in great alarm, covering his mouth and nose in panic, looking at him with a face full of horror and vigilance.

“Wh-what is this smell? What is this?!”

Aix’ voice was urgent. After speaking, he tightly covered his mouth and nose.

But his body temperature rose uncontrollably, skin burning hot, standing high, pheromone fluid overflowing.

Mousse didn’t understand what was happening. Watching him keep retreating, almost rolling off the bed.

He quickly reached out and gave him a pull.

As soon as he touched him, Aix trembled violently.

Pheromones gushed out uncontrollably.

Aix could hardly control his voice.

He forcefully shook off the male’s hand, his expression becoming increasingly cold, but his wide eyes revealed panic.

“What did you do to me?!”

Aix retreated to the edge of the bed, questioning sternly.

Mousse was baffled.

He looked down at his own hand, then at Aix who was reacting intensely and almost soaked by pheromones.

He hadn’t done anything.

If there was anything to mention, it was only that his pheromones had been triggered.

Mousse remembered that when Aix first panicked and retreated, he asked what this smell was.

“This is… just my pheromones.”

Nothing else.

“Impossible!”

Aix rebutted with red eyes.

“I’ve been exposed to Zerg male pheromones. Even S-level male pheromones don’t have such power.”

Mousse: “…”

Was there a possibility that he was SS?

And he wasn’t Zerg, he was Tianjia.

Although Zerg and Tianjia shared the same origin, they split into two branches tens of thousands of years ago.

After so many years of development and change, they had long become completely different species.

From genes to habits, there were enormous differences.

It was just that both Zerg and Tianjia could devour genes of other races and reproduce offspring with other races.

This made the differences between the two sides seem less significant.

If it were other races, they would have long had reproductive isolation.

He was Tianjia.

His pheromones were different from Zerg males.

They had a stronger attraction to Tianjia females.

But… Aix said he had been exposed to Zerg male pheromones.

Mousse narrowed his eyes, a hint of danger showing in them.

“Been exposed to male pheromones, S-level male at that…”

Mousse approached, reached out to press on Aix’ chest, pushed him down, and questioned with a cold laugh:

“How were you exposed?”

Aix bit his teeth tightly, not letting himself make embarrassing sounds.

Although the body on top of him was just a seemingly fragile male, he couldn’t resist his touch at all.

As if captured by him.

Extremely yearning to make contact with him.

This definitely couldn’t be pheromones.

How could insect-manufactured pheromones reach this level?

This male, from the moment they met, had been emitting pheromones, that faint, light scent that made Tianjia’s souls yearn for it.

It not only attracted him but also attracted many mixed-blood Tianjia, surrounding him.

That was what Aix recognized as the pheromones that this insect-manufactured male in front of him should have.

But Aix didn’t know that was just Mousse’s natural body scent.

Perhaps there was a hint of pheromone scent, but its concentration couldn’t compare with real pheromones at all.

If anything, it should be considered body fragrance.

“Not speaking—are you feeling guilty?”

Mousse explored downward with his hand, getting a handful of pheromones.

Aix almost ground his teeth to pieces just to suppress his voice.

He soberly realized the current situation was very wrong. He needed to escape.

But his body, not controlled by reason, welcomed him, craving for more.

“This is…” what the Zerg developed, “the secret weapon aimed at me.”

The stimulation was too great; Aix couldn’t speak a complete sentence.

“Secret weapon?”

Mousse raised his hand, looking at the fingers stained with transparent pheromones.

Secret weapon, fingers?

Mousse couldn’t help laughing.

“Perhaps I should let you see the real secret weapon.”

Mousse unfastened his robe and leaned down to embrace Aix.

The pheromones in the room entangled together. The sweet fragrance of flowers and fruits mixed with the cold fragrance of ice and snow, brewing into mellow iced wine.

When Mousse woke up, Aix was still in a faint.

The Tianjia before him had a flushed face, permeated with his scent inside and out, looking completely broken.

But Mousse knew Aix wasn’t that easily broken.

SSS-level females had extremely strong physical fitness.

Falling into a faint wasn’t due to exhaustion, but from being impacted by excessive pheromones.

Aix’ body had obviously been empty for a long time, never receiving pheromone nourishment.

Just one injection of pheromones made him unable to bear it.

In such a situation, as long as Aix was given enough rest time to let his body absorb the pheromones and adapt, it would be fine.

Mousse stroked Aix’ face, leaned close, and kissed his lips.

Aix’ poor performance last night was enough to prove he had no other males.

Mousse was very happy.

He curled up in Aix’ arms and lazed in bed for a while.

Aix still hadn’t woken up.

Realizing that his continued presence beside Aix would make it difficult for Aix to recover.

Mousse got out of bed, explored the room for a while, found the central control panel, activated air purification mode, filtering and clearing the pheromones permeating the room.

After doing this, Mousse entered the bathroom, set up the bathtub, and took a nice bath.

When he came out, Aix had woken up.

He was sitting on the bed, supporting his head with one hand, frowning, looking unwell.

“Are you uncomfortable anywhere?” Mousse asked.

That shouldn’t be right.

With the constitution and recovery ability of an SSS-level female, even if the brood chamber was entered all night, it could recover instantly.

Not to mention Mousse only did it once last night.

After Aix fell asleep from the pheromone impact, he withdrew.

Mousse walked forward somewhat worriedly. Just as he reached the bedside, his neck was gripped.

The female’s hand fell on his neck, but without much force, like a caress.

Mousse didn’t feel threatened and tilted his head to look at him in confusion.

When Aix’ gaze met his, he withdrew his hand as if scalded.

Turning over to get off the bed, wearing only a piece of clothing, he almost fled in panic.

Mousse, who had never experienced this situation: “?”

Usually, it was him who was annoyed by the Tianjia Emperor’s insatiable demands and ran away, leaving the Tianjia Emperor behind.

How did it reverse today?

·

In the Marshal’s office.

Aix sat behind the desk, restless.

Even though he had bathed more than ten times and expelled everything that could be expelled, he could still smell that rich sweet fragrance of flowers and fruits, making his mind wander.

That scent was too terrifying.

It made him completely lose control of his body and lose himself.

Even after bathing many times and taking medicine that could clear a Tianjia’s mind, Aix still couldn’t escape the control.

His mind was full of that male’s figure. He wanted to return to the male’s side at all times, to be captured by that sweet scent, to be entered by him.

The adjutant knocked and entered.

Seeing the Marshal sitting behind the desk contemplating something, he asked tentatively:

“Sir, how is your plan being implemented? Do you need to send that person to the interrogation room?”

Interrogation room…

Aix recalled the male’s delicate and fragile appearance and frowned.

“I will interrogate him personally.”

Aix said with a cold face.

Smelling that sweet scent again, Aix changed his expression.

He raised his hand to press on his abdomen, his face solemn.

That male had sent pheromones into his brood chamber.

So, that sweet scent lingered for so long.

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