mousepad-d2 Chapter 32 Appease
Chapter 32 Appease
In the Kefir galaxy 130 light years away from the capital star, there is a planet numbered W4927. Its standard year is 1058 days, and it revolves around the central star in an elliptical orbit. The time it can get close to the star in one revolution cycle is less than 130 days. sky.
During the expedition, Hyperion took a short rest on this planet, staying away from the stars all the year round, making it extremely cold, and a thousand-meter-thick ice sheet covered the entire surface of the planet, but they detected a strong signal of the existence of life, in the Melaleuca under the glacier.
Out of human's natural curiosity about unknown things, they decided to explore the planet during the rest period. The expeditionary force found a relatively weak ice surface and used drilling equipment to break through the ice sheet.
The camera equipment sent down faithfully recorded the bustling cities and the beautiful mermaids under the sea—this is a brand new race that they have never recorded.The mermaids found the hole in their "sky" and gathered around the hole in horror.
Hyperion contacted the linguists of the empire to decipher part of their language, and sent down a friendly signal. Soon, the king of the mermaids agreed to their request to visit.
Take a submarine and dive straight along the broken ice layer. As the depth changes, the sea water presents a constantly changing magnificent color. The strange marine life that has never been seen is looking in through the porthole curiously.
Suddenly a crack quietly appeared on the round porthole. At first it was only a very small crack, but it quickly grew into countless cracks under the tremendous pressure.With a loud bang, the glass shattered, and the icy sea water rushed in in an instant.
Caught off guard, Hyperion choked in a big mouthful of bitter seawater. The huge pressure on the bottom of the sea made him feel as if his whole body was about to be crushed. Every cell in his internal organs, bones, muscles, and nerves was trembling and screaming. Crying in pain, the chill pierced through his heart, and even the tiniest genes were frozen.
The pain followed like a shadow, almost destroying all consciousness, Hyperion let out a roar, and the dozen or so special nano-material restraint belts that fixed his arms made an overwhelming sound, and he managed to break away from the treatment cabin!
"General!"
"Heart rate 220, adrenaline level is extremely high, stop quickly!"
"The treatment cabin is about to break!"
Accompanied by the screams of the researchers in the treatment room, Hyperion broke free from the restraint belt on his torso, smashed the glass of the treatment cabin with his fist, and struggled to get out of the liquid-filled cabin.There were bloodstains all over his arms, and the extreme pain made his eyes dark, as if he was still in the deep sea, and the huge water pressure tortured him to the point of death.
He instinctively wanted to relieve the pain through violent breathing, but there was still the solution he had choked in in his lungs, and a sense of suffocation followed.Hyperion let out a desperate howl. In the chaos, someone came over to hold him down. He swung his fist and fiercely repelled that person.
"Hyperion!" A familiar voice rang in his ears, and in the next second he fell into a warm embrace. The man pinched the back of his neck with one hand and pressed his head firmly to his thigh, and then slammed him with the other hand. back.
Hyperion coughed, and the liquid choked out from his mouth and nose, and all of it flowed onto the man. He held his throat and coughed vigorously following the frequency of his back being slapped until he could breathe smoothly. Taking a deep breath, the extremely tense muscles slowly relaxed, but they tightened again with a new wave of pain.
The man held him in his arms, stroked his back that was completely soaked in sweat and solution, and kept whispering in his ear: "Relax, it's okay, Hein, relax."
His dull nose finally picked out the smell of lime, and Hyperion grabbed Quint's arm.The pain from every cell still continued, he turned over with difficulty and adjusted to a slightly more comfortable position, lying in Quint's arms and stopped moving.
Quint sat on the ground, stroking him up and down, and signaled the shocked researchers with his eyes to clean up the mess.Burke finally got up from the ground. He straightened his glasses with only one leg hanging on his ear, gritted his teeth and tore off his collar, only to find that his shoulder had been swollen from Hyperion's punch.
"I'm sorry, Professor Burke." Quint said to him with an apologetic face. Burke looked at Hyperion who was lying in Quint's arms and twitched slightly due to the pain, waved his hands and said with difficulty: "It's okay."
The clothes in front of Quint were wet with the medical solution on Hyperion, sticking to his body drippingly, revealing his fair complexion. Rory put a white coat on his shoulders, and carefully walked around Hyperion. Squat down beside him and measure his heart rate with a device.
Fortunately, it has gradually declined towards the normal range.
As a Beta, even without the armband, Rory's pheromone smell was so weak that it was not threatening at all. Hyperion didn't react as strongly as when Burke approached just now, but simply raised his hand, and was immediately captured by Kun T pressed it down, but Rory almost sat down on his ass in fright.
"Don't beat others, do you hear me? If you're really uncomfortable, just pinch me." Quint stuffed his wrist into Hyperion's palm, and Hyperion immediately let go of his hand, and instead tightly grasped the hem of his white coat.
"Go ahead, I'll hold him here slowly." Quint whispered to Rory, Rory nodded, stood up and directed everyone to clean up the mess.
Hyperion was still struggling in the abyss of extreme pain, he could barely recognize that it was Quint who was holding him, but he didn't know the rest.It was too painful. He never thought that there was such pain in the world. The pain of being tortured after he was injected with three sensitizers during anti-torture training was not worth a thousandth of this.
Quint immediately noticed that the nails in Hyperion's tightly clenched fists had torn his palms, and he couldn't break them apart a few times, so he lowered his head and kissed the piece of skin on the back of his neck where the glands were located.
This kind of behavior commonly used by Alphas to appease their own Omega is also effective for Alphas, Hyperion let out a vague sound from his throat, and gradually fell silent.Quint broke away his hand and stuffed a roll of gauze into his fist as fast as he could.
Burke looked at the two people in the mess deep in the depths, Quint sat reclined in the solution and broken glass all over the floor, the hem of the white coat on his shoulders was soaked in water and hung heavily on the ground, Hyperion seemed to be trapped After taming the beast, restraining his sharp claws, he lay obediently in Kunt's arms, accepting his gentle kiss.
Although he really didn't want to admit it, this scene really shocked him. Burke didn't feel bad for himself anymore, and turned to do Hyperion's somatosensory assessment for treatment.
Quint hugged him and sat like this for three hours. The researchers had already finished what they were doing and waited for Hyperion to wake up from the pain.Quint stroked Hyperion's half-dried hair, and said to them: "You guys get off work first, I feel that it may take a while for him to recover."
Rory met his eyes, gave a clear hum, and said to the researchers: "Then do as the chief said. After work, I will talk about it in the afternoon."
It was not until the last researcher left the treatment room and closed the door that Quint breathed a long sigh of relief and patted Hyperion on the back: "Everyone is gone, you can get up now."
Hyperion got up from his arms nimbly, coughed like a cover-up, and stretched out his hand to pull Kunt up on the ground: "I'm sorry."
Quint sat in an uncomfortable position for too long, and his legs were almost numb. He stood up with the help of Hyperion's hand, and stomped his feet twice, feeling as if there was something on the soles of his feet. Ten thousand ants are crawling, numb and painful.
Hyperion regained his sanity after the most intense wave of pain passed. He glanced at the mess in the treatment room and guessed what he had just done without much effort.As an Alpha who cares about face, he felt a bit embarrassed to face the unfamiliar researchers after going crazy and beating up people, so he arched himself in Quint's arms, pretending that he hadn't recovered yet. .
Quint naturally understood the meaning of every little movement of his, and cooperated with him to sit on the ground for three hours until he was gone.He tugged at the jacket that he could no longer wear, sighed and said, "I'm going to save myself and let me suffer."
"I was wrong." Quint had already seen his most embarrassing appearance, and Hyperion no longer tried to restore his image.Seeing Quint find the healing device and walk over, he obediently spread out his bloody palm and asked, "Why are you here?"
"I'm done with the work over there, so come and take a look." Quint watched the wound on his palm heal quickly under the blue light of the healing device, and wiped off the dried blood with wet gauze: "Fortunately, I'm here, otherwise No one here can hold you down."
Hyperion touched his nose in embarrassment: "Professor Fergus is all right, I remember I punched him."
"It should be fine, don't you Alphas all resist beatings?" Quint rolled up his sleeves and saw a circle of blood on his wrists that Hyperion had grabbed, and took a photo of it with a healing device: "Fortunately, you hit him, If other people here want to take a real punch from you, they have to go to the treatment cabin on the spot."
"Sorry, I didn't expect it to hurt like this."
"I know." Quint said softly: "You can bear the pain so much... Can't you use anesthetic?"
"Professor Rory said that unless there is deep general anesthesia, you will still feel pain."
Quint sighed, and stretched out his hand to push back a strand of blond hair dangling from Hyperion's forehead: "Then I'll stay with you."
"What?" Hyperion was taken aback.
"Afterwards, I will be by your side during your treatment."
"Don't you need to go to the lab?"
"The theoretical design research of the new weapon is over, and the samples are being assembled in the workshop. There is nothing I need to be busy these two days." Quint was thinking about whether to go to the estrus injection room to change the clothes he left there: " What, don't you want me to come over?"
Hyperion said hastily: "No, I'm afraid it will delay your work."
"The work is not finished, and the safety of General Morse is more important than that." Quint didn't realize that his words seemed to be some kind of provocation: "I'm going to the injection room to change clothes, Do you want to wait for me for a while?"
"Okay, let's go have lunch together."
Hyperion changed the special clothes for treatment, cleaned up the mess that the two of them sat under and couldn't clean up, and then went to look for Quint in the corridor. There is no leaving Professor Rory.
"Professor." Rory was leaning against the wall in a daze, when he heard Hyperion calling him, he straightened up and said, "General, how do you feel?"
"It still hurts now, but it's within the range I can bear." Hyperion smiled at him: "Sorry, I caused you trouble."
"It doesn't matter, you are my patient, and it is my responsibility and mission to cure you." Rory waved his hand and took out an injection device from his pocket: "The targeted drug will last forever, if you continue to You can’t control your behavior when you’re in so much pain just now, you can use this nerve blocker, it will greatly reduce your pain.”
"Okay." Hyperion took it and put it in his pocket, recalling what happened this morning, he took the opportunity to ask: "Etes appeared in my hallucination this morning, is it a sign of further serious complications?"
"The content of the hallucinations is completely determined by your own subconscious mind, General." Rory explained: "The change in the content does not explain anything, but if the frequency of your hallucinations becomes higher and the time is longer, it will be even more difficult. Distinguishing from reality, or accompanied by auditory hallucinations, is a sign of further seriousness."
The communicator rang, Hyperion looked down, it was the military department, and told him to attend an emergency meeting.
"Sorry, professor, I still have something to do, let's go first."
Rory nodded: "General, go get busy. If you have any other physical problems, please let me know immediately."
Striding out of the White Tower, Hyperion sent a message to Quint and immediately went to the military headquarters.
The author has something to say: Hyperion: All the pain I have suffered today is for the better pursuit of my wife.
Quint: ...? ? ?
I have something to do today, so it's a little less
There will be more tomorrow~