In this way, every night, Feng Zhi would bring some food to Yang Huaijin, finally preventing him from starving to death.
However, the two remained silent throughout, Feng Zhi would bring food, and Yang Huaijin would eat, but they rarely made eye contact or exchanged any words. Yang Huaijin had nothing to say, and Feng Zhi didn’t know what to say either. He silently watched Yang Huaijin. Seeing Yang Huaijin exhausted from the torture of the ‘training’ during the day weighed heavily on Feng Zhi’s heart. Sometimes he impulsively wanted to take Yang Huaijin away regardless of the consequences. But he couldn’t. He had finally made progress in his plans, and he couldn’t let Yang Huaijin ruin everything he had worked so hard for. Besides, with the fortress-like defense here, escaping was not easy.
Yang Huaijin was just an ordinary Omega. This resort held countless Omegas who were hunted down just like Yang Huaijin. If his plan succeeded, all these Omegas would be saved. Why should he risk everything for Yang Huaijin? What connection did he have with him? They were nothing more than strangers who hadn’t even shared their real names. From the beginning, Feng Zhi had no intention of forming any sort of friendship with Yang Huaijin. It was all wishful thinking on his part… wishful thinking of being kind to him… this stupid Omega!
During the day, the ‘training’ increasingly pushed Yang Huaijin to his limit. In the past three days, the ‘training’ was about controlling pheromones. Yang Huaijin was injected with a drug to induce estrus, but he had to train to restrain his own pheromones. He knelt on the ground, in front of him was a transparent fish tank filled with water. If he couldn’t control his pheromones, the ‘instructors’ would grab him by the hair and push him into the water — the sensation of suffocation naturally prevented Omegas from releasing pheromones when their lives were threatened. This was his final ‘training’ here. After it ended, he would get a few days of rest before being taken away by the people ‘above.’
In this way, Yang Huaijin was tormented repeatedly for three days, and by the end of the third day, he was almost carried back.
After drifting in and out of consciousness for who knows how long, Yang Huaijin felt someone touching his face. Thinking it was Feng Zhi, he murmured, “A-jiu…”
Next, his body was roughly lifted up, and the person said, “You worthless Omega, only thinking about Alphas in your heart.”
Yang Huaijin finally woke up and found that it was the other two people who were guarding him. He tried to evade, “What are you doing?”
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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At this point, Yang Huaijin naturally understood what the other party meant—there were unwritten rules here, as long as they didn’t physically violate the Omega or cause physical changes to them, these guards had the authority to toy with the Omega.
“Relax, anyway, you’ll be played by men when you’re sent away.”
“This little slut has been smelling so good these past few days…” A hand reached up to Yang Huaijin’s neck, repeatedly rubbing the gland behind his neck. These two people were Betas, not sensitive to pheromones, but Yang Huaijin had been induced into heat these past few days, and the scent of his pheromones was very strong, even attracting these two Betas.
Omega glands are very sensitive, and Yang Huaijin’s body was covered in goosebumps from being touched. He slowly moved backward, trying to avoid the other party as much as possible without causing a conflict, but how could these two men, whose minds were clouded by lust, let go of such a sweet Omega that had fallen into their hands? With Feng Zhi absent, this was their only chance.
After a struggle, Yang Huaijin, who was already weak, was forced into a corner, his clothes disheveled.
“If you dare lay a hand on me today, I’ll cripple myself, and Qi-ge won’t let you off!” Yang Huaijin desperately pushed back.
“Heh, what a coincidence, Qi-ge told us to take good care of you, and today it was Qi-ge who sent that troublesome dog Alpha away.”
With that, the two guards undid their pants, held Yang Huaijin down, and tried to force their disgusting things into his mouth.
“A-jiu…” Yang Huaijin didn’t expect that the only one he could seek help from at this moment was the person who had betrayed him before. Perhaps that wasn’t called betrayal; from the very beginning, Feng Zhi was part of this trap, and he had walked into it completely defenseless.
Smack! A slap came across, and the guard angrily said, “Why are you calling for A-jiu? After we’re done with you, you can go please that dog Alpha all you want!”
At that moment, a lazy young male voice came from the stairs outside the door, “Using what? You didn’t even invite me?” The voice sounded distant, but it was as cold as a knife against the necks of the two guards.
Feng Zhi had returned. His Alpha senses were sharp enough to detect that something was amiss the moment he stepped into the villa.
Both guards were stunned as they held Yang Huaijin down, exchanging terrified glances before hastily pulling up their pants. However, it was too late. The speed and strength of an Alpha were beyond ordinary, something that regular Betas couldn’t resist. Despite being thugs themselves, they were no match for Feng Zhi when faced with him.
The basement descended into chaos as Feng Zhi unleashed his wrath like a vengeful spirit, fists flying and the sound of bones breaking echoing in Yang Huaijin’s ears. Feng Zhi, enraged, didn’t show the typical signs of anger; instead, he remained calm, even cynical. His absolute strength allowed him to toy with the two guards like a cat playing with mice.
“Wanted to have some fun with him? You’re not even worthy,” Feng Zhi said. “Today, wherever you touched him, I’ll cut off that part of you. And if it’s too hard to cut, I’ll slice off the flesh and make you taste it. How about that?”
There was only Feng Zhi’s voice in the room, no response from the guards, who were now bleeding from their noses and mouths, unable to utter a word.
Yang Huaijin was trapped in the corner by Feng Zhi, with a coat draped over his head. Finally, he managed to pull off the coat covering his head, revealing his eyes. He knew Feng Zhi didn’t want him to witness the violence, and he didn’t want to either. However, the more he heard the commotion in the room, the more uneasy he felt, prompting him to quickly remove the coat from his head.
“A-jiu!” Yang Huaijin shouted.
Feng Zhi’s fist froze in mid-air as he turned around, his eyes blazing red. Although his tone was indiscernible, his eyes revealed intense anger and madness.
Yang Huaijin knocked over the table and chairs in front of him, rushing forward to embrace Feng Zhi. “A-jiu! Don’t… don’t kill anyone…”
Author's Note
Thank you so much for the smooth translation. I look forward for this novel every week. You’re awesome. ❤️
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Translator thank you sm for the chapters ahhhh ❤️❤️
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