Ever since his teacher stopped checking his personal belongings, Yan Qiongyu had grown accustomed to carrying various miniature medical instruments on his person.
He could use these tools to extract androgens here, but the amount of androgens a human body could secrete within a given period was limited.
Androgens were byproducts of pheromones—in other words, he would have to emit a large amount of pheromones in order to extract androgens.
The lower an omega’s rank, the more difficult it was to control their pheromones. As for Yan Qiongyu, a 3S-rank omega, although he was unable to fully exert the abilities of a 3S for certain reasons, his control over his own pheromones had already reached a terrifying level.
As long as he wished, he could release intense pheromones at any moment.
Pheromones at that concentration, once released, might easily lead those outside to certain misunderstandings—for example, mistaking it for them undergoing a complete marking.
Generally speaking, only when a complete marking got out of control would an omega’s pheromones erupt like that.
Yan Qiongyu looked thoughtfully at Wang Luan. Perhaps… this would be a good opportunity to resolve the trouble of their complete marking.
Next would depend on whether Wang Luan could accept the androgens extracted from his body, and what kind of collision would occur between his androgens and Wang Luan’s mutated pheromones.
With their pheromones being highly compatible, this outcome was very likely to bring a pleasant surprise.
Yan Qiongyu was someone who liked cautious verification yet also loved bold adventure—two completely different traits that coexisted harmoniously beneath his gentle façade. At this moment, the curious and adventurous side within him gained the upper hand.
After making his decision, Yan Qiongyu brought Wang Luan into the bathroom and placed her into the bathtub.
During the process that followed, her whole body would very likely heat up and require physical cooling, and she would sweat profusely; the bathroom would be more convenient. Moreover, the bathroom space was relatively narrow, allowing the dense pheromones he would later emit to better affect Wang Luan.
He also wanted to test at the same time whether, when omega pheromone concentration reached a certain level, it could induce someone like Wang Luan—a pheromone-mutated androgen-deficient individual—to secrete androgens on her own.
“All right, I’m going to begin, Miss Wang Luan. Let’s wish us good luck.” Yan Qiongyu used several restraint straps to tightly bind Wang Luan’s legs and arms as she lay unconscious.
This was to prevent Wang Luan from losing her rationality under the influence of massive amounts of pheromones and committing some violent acts against him.
Although Yan Qiongyu had privately undergone some training in attacking alphas, those were methods that could easily result in lifelong disability if he were not careful. He still did not want to kill this companion who had been friendly toward him.
Yan Qiongyu sat upright on the chair in front of the bathtub, his hands busy assembling the extraction apparatus, while pheromones had already begun to emanate from his body.
That damp, rain-soaked wilderness scent unique to him spread overwhelmingly through the entire bathroom, continuing to diffuse outward.
Wang Luan struggled in her unconscious state. Her consciousness was still muddled; she was merely forced awake for a brief moment by Yan Qiongyu’s excessively dense pheromones.
His pheromones were originally a very faint presence, but now, as Wang Luan inhaled that scent, it felt as though her nasal cavity were filled with rainwater.
With each breath, her lungs were packed full of grass and soil heavy with moisture.
It was as if she had been buried beneath a wilderness drenched in heavy rain, every cell in her body feeling suffocated.
Before this, Wang Luan had only ever felt that alpha-omega pheromones were like perfume. She had never been frightened by those alpha pheromones filled with malice and provocation, yet now this omega pheromone, devoid of hostility, made her experience oppression for the first time.
In her haze, she felt her body giving off heat, cold water spreading from beneath her. In her daze, she thought she was lying by a lakeside, wild grass flourishing at the tip of her nose, the rain-formed lake slowly submerging her entire body.
A hand as cold as the lake water pressed against her neck, bringing slight pain, like being bitten once by a small insect hidden among grass blades.
Something flowed into her body from there.
Supporting Wang Luan’s head, Yan Qiongyu administered the first injection at her neck. This injection used only a very small amount of androgens.
He placed a wristband on Wang Luan’s arm to monitor her body’s real-time changes, linking it to his private smart brain to view her data fluctuations.
After his androgens entered her body, no rejection reaction occurred. They naturally entered her cerebral glands, then flowed through her entire body with the bloodstream, reacting with her pheromones.
But this reaction was different from Yan Qiongyu’s initial speculation. It did not induce her to release pheromones; instead, it put her into a preparatory state similar to establishing a marking.
Occasionally, during alpha–omega marking behavior, they might exchange certain substances—including androgens—through bodily contact via glandular fluids. Conversely, the exchange of these substances could also cause the body to exhibit marking symptoms.
Yan Qiongyu thought for a moment, then stood up and went to fetch Wang Luan’s washing supplies.
He sat by the edge of the bathtub, lifted Wang Luan’s chin with one hand, pried open her mouth, and cleaned her teeth for her, focusing especially on washing her gland teeth.
Wang Luan tilted her head back, her eyelashes trembling incessantly, and finally slowly opened her heavy eyelids.
She had been hovering between half-dream and half-wakefulness just now, and only now did she regain a bit of clarity. Her unfocused gaze gathered for a moment, clearly seeing Yan Qiongyu calmly brushing her teeth.
Her mind went around several times, yet she still could not react to what exactly was happening at the moment.
“Wha… what?” Her chin was still in his hand, so she could only make two vague, puzzled syllables.
“Are you asking what I’m doing?” Yan Qiongyu replied. “I’m telling the Wang family members outside that we are carrying out ‘marking,’ so they won’t come to disturb us.”
He took the teeth-cleaning tools out of Wang Luan’s mouth and showed them to her.
He had told her before that some of her daily-use items would automatically collect her current physical condition during use and transmit it to the Wang family, where dedicated personnel monitored it.
So by now they should have received the message that their Miss Wang Luan was currently secreting glandular fluid vigorously, very likely preparing to carry out marking behavior. Coupled with him releasing pheromones like this, no one would come to disturb them.
“Of course, this is also another layer of preparation,” Yan Qiongyu said, regardless of whether Wang Luan, in her current state, could understand him, continuing on his own. “Next, I’m going to increase the dosage of androgens injected into you. If you end up unable to control yourself and want to forcibly mark me, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to refuse, so… at the very least, I’ll help you clean your gland teeth first.”
From his expression alone, it was impossible to tell whether Yan Qiongyu was serious or joking.
Wang Luan caught the key words. Her not-very-clear mind still made a reaction. She had been leaning softly in the bathtub, but now she sat bolt upright. “No! Not the teeth!”
Yan Qiongyu probably found it somewhat amusing that, even with her mind muddled, she still remembered this matter. He laughed softly and pressed her back down. “Very good, Miss Wang Luan, please be sure to maintain this level of rationality. I also don’t like being bitten.”
Because of the torment to her body and mind, in this state Wang Luan had already forgotten the discomfort reaction she usually had when coming into contact with long-oo individuals. When Yan Qiongyu removed his hand from her shoulder, she sat bolt upright again, splashing up a loud rush of water.
She fired off a string of resounding yet bewildered questions at Yan Qiongyu: “What? What! What what?!”
Yan Qiongyu could not interpret the meaning contained in that string of “what,” only smiled at her, then injected into her the androgens extracted from his own body.
Extracting large amounts of androgens from his body was also a huge burden for Yan Qiongyu; his face had already gone pale.
Tossing the syringe aside, he no longer maintained that elegant bearing. He bent slightly and sat down in front of the bathtub, staring at Wang Luan’s reaction, one hand propping up his forehead as he endured the headache caused by excessive use of mental power.
Amid this headache, his thoughts drifted a little as he began to ponder some trivial questions, such as what Wang Luan’s pheromones actually smelled like.
For great noble families like theirs, pheromones had a hereditary tendency and would show similarities. Records of the Wang family’s pheromones seemed to mostly be various kinds of alcohol scents. Was Wang Luan’s pheromone also alcohol?
Red wine? White liquor? Or fruit wine?
Wang Luan’s rank was too low, and her pheromone concentration was also low, the scent close to nonexistent. The original Wang Luan, because of her timid personality, did not dare to release her pheromones. Speaking of it, it was probably laughable—hardly anyone had ever smelled her pheromones.
Just as Yan Qiongyu’s thoughts drifted during this brief moment, his smart brain emitted a piercing alarm. He abruptly raised his head and saw several data points on the monitoring equipment soaring.
In the bathtub, Wang Luan had relied solely on physical strength to break free of the restraint straps. The snapped straps fell into the water as she sat up from the tub, dripping wet like a water ghost, hair, cheeks, eyelashes… all dripping downward.
Yan Qiongyu met her pitch-black pupils. He was somewhat surprised by her sudden burst of strength, but he did not move, only calmly watching her reaction.
Wang Luan extended a hand that was still burning hot despite being soaked in cold water, grabbed his arm, opened her mouth, and said, “Get up…”
Yan Qiongyu thought: Get up? Get to his feet?
Wang Luan: “Get up! Those who refuse to be slaves!”
Yan Qiongyu: “………………”
Now it was his turn to very much want to ask “what what.”
Wang Luan swayed as she stood up from the bathtub, her nightgown clinging to her collarbones and back. With one hand she pulled Yan Qiongyu along, one foot planted on the edge of the tub, and shouted with all her might: “I will never bow my head to this world!”
Yan Qiongyu: “Ah.” The normally articulate man could only utter a meaningless “ah” at this moment.
Wang Luan’s expression was resolute, carrying a kind of fearless determination, as she said, “Bring me a knife!”
Yan Qiongyu guessed what she wanted to do.
Yan Qiongyu: “Although I don’t want to refuse you again and again, Miss Wang Luan, even if you got your wish, once the Wang family finds out afterward, they might sew it back on for you—sew on a new one.”
Limb regeneration was no longer a difficult matter for nobles.
Wang Luan was struck as if by lightning. She released Yan Qiongyu’s arm, weakly hugged her own arms, and sat back down in the bathtub, soaking in the water as tears fell. She switched again from an overly inflated state to extreme dejection.
Her eyes were red as she helplessly lay against the edge of the tub, looking at him and saying plaintively, “I don’t want to sleep with you.”
Yan Qiongyu: “…It seems I never made such a request of you?”
Wang Luan turned a deaf ear and continued pleading, “You must not get pregnant.”
Yan Qiongyu’s face was expressionless. “I won’t get pregnant.” Because it was absolutely impossible for him to let an alpha sleep with him.
Wang Luan sobbed softly, as if imagining some terrifying scene. Her gaze fixed on his abdomen as she shook her head frantically. “No male mommy, don’t have a baby… I’m scared.”
Yan Qiongyu began to think: She wouldn’t keep this state up forever, would she?
