“I was sleepwalking,” Zhou Rong’s face remained unchanged as he steadily pulled the trigger, taking down a zombie sixty meters away. Yan Hao sighed. “Being stubborn won’t work, Captain,” he said sympathetically. “Deep-closeted Os need to come out of the closet. Moreover, that little Ren’s scent is getting stronger, and they haven’t found a pharmacy along the way.”
If this continues, he might go into heat and cause trouble for everyone. I think you should take the initiative…”
Footsteps were heard from behind. Zhou Rong maintained his prone position and turned to see Si Nan putting down the ammunition box on the ground, standing with arms crossed, looking down and observing the two of them. Zhou Rong instinctively wanted to pull out a fruit candy from his pocket to curry favor, but before he could, Si Nan coldly asked:
“Why not ask for their own opinion?”
Zhou Rong laughed as if hearing the most ridiculous joke: “Whose opinion?” Si Nan pointed back, where little Ren sat next to Dr. Zheng, clumsily helping to pluck chicken feathers.
“The Omega’s opinion?” Zhou Rong laughed: “What opinion does an Omega need to have? It’s just about marking and having children…”
“If he doesn’t find an Alpha, it’ll be hard for him to survive. And marking has never been up to the Omega,” Yan Hao quickly explained. “An Omega’s nature is to find an Alpha with weaker pheromone suppression, but if they continue to reproduce like this generation after generation, the Alpha system would weaken or even collapse. Many people now criticize so-called Alpha chauvinism, but this is the current social reality, and this is what we were taught in school textbooks.”
Si Nan’s eyes narrowed, and if observed carefully, the muscles on his face were slightly tense.
