“Because the first thing he did after entering the jungle was abandon all his equipment, emptying his water bottle, throwing away dry rations, burying his gun, with only one thing he absolutely wouldn’t part with – the positioning device, usually used to identify opponents. Guess where he put it?”
Si Nan shook his head.
“He swallowed it,” Zhou Rong said through gritted teeth. “They only retrieved it through surgery!”
…What a crazy competition, Si Nan thought sincerely.
“What’s worse is that this kid already had a partner. After the competition, someone from Country A came to pick him up, and I saw that Alpha bite his neck gland with my own eyes,” Zhou Rong said angrily. “Tell me, if this isn’t emotional deception, what is?”
Another unproven but widely accepted situation was that a temporary marking could form a temporary contractual relationship, in other words, submission.
—The Alpha would intensify the Omega’s natural fear through this direct pheromone infusion, achieving a brief psychological submission.
Si Nan imagined the scene and felt uncomfortable, as if believing the facts were not as Zhou Rong described. But knowing the principle of obligation, he sincerely said, “Yes, Rong-ge, you’re right.”
“Now you know why you can’t find an Omega as a partner, right? Don’t think that just because they occasionally show weakness, they’re interested in you. For a Beta like you, you’ll probably be completely deceived,” Zhou Rong took out a medicine box, thought for a moment, and then took out two fever reduction pills, signaling Si Nan to take them.
“I’m done talking. Go to sleep. If the fever breaks tomorrow, it means no infection.”
Si Nan leaned against the wall corner, with a thick clothing-padded pillow behind his head courtesy of Zhou Rong. Through the light seeping from the door crack, he saw most of the medicine box soaked with black blood.
“…Thank you.” He paused briefly, smiling: “I will accept your advice… I won’t look for an Omega.”
Zhou Rong casually patted the side of his head.
Just then, the door was knocked twice. Zhou Rong opened it slightly, seeing Chun Cao outside, who lowered her voice: “Let’s discuss the retreat route…”
Zhou Rong made a gesture, interrupting her: “Have Ying Jie bring a gun to guard here.”
