You're sending max-level players to be cannon fodder?

"Zhong Xun, let's get a divorce."

Hearing this sentence as soon as I woke up really put me in a bad mood.

The intermittent ringing in his ears disappeared, and Zhong Xun struggled to open his eyes. The mottled patches of color slowly coalesced, and he saw that he had his arms propped on his knees, his pale and thin fingers hanging down casually, and he was standing on a very fine red wool blanket.

"I can give you 10% of Huaigu Group's shares, ensuring you'll be financially secure for the rest of your life," the other party said.

Zhong Xun raised his head.

Even under the dim light, Meng Jingting's face was angular and distinct, with his brow bone pressing down on his eye sockets, casting a small, light shadow. The lines from his nose to his jaw were smooth and neat. Although he was only twenty-four years old, he seemed to carry a heavy burden on his shoulders, making his temperament exceptionally cold and austere.

An S-class Alpha, whose appearance is comparable to "Nuwa's Selection".

But Zhong Xun had no intention of appreciating it at the moment.

He gestured for a pause, then staggered to his feet, using the sofa armrest as support, and headed towards the bathroom.

Meng Jingting remained indifferent until Zhong Xun's figure disappeared, at which point a barely perceptible hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

The moment the cold water hit my face, it cascaded down my neck, some seeping into my collar, leaving my chest quickly soaked.

Zhong Xun looked in the mirror, his face expressionless. After a few minutes, he tried to control his thoughts.

As expected, yet with immense excitement, there was absolutely no resistance.

This means that the force that controlled him to become cannon fodder in his previous life is gone.

The calm lake of his heart finally exploded silently. A thrilling, exhilarating sensation from his soul surged through his limbs and bones like gunpowder smoke, causing his blood to boil and swell, resulting in a brief blackout before Zhong Xun's eyes.

He gripped the edge of the sink tightly, a smile playing on his lips.

It seems that in his previous life, his decision to leap despite all obstacles did indeed disrupt a crucial turning point, causing the plot to spiral out of control and thus restart.

Having figured all this out, Zhong Xun opened the bathroom door and walked into the living room.

Meng Jingting remained standing in the same spot, and as soon as Zhong Xun appeared, his gaze fell upon him.

  

Ok?

Just two minutes before Mingming brought up divorce, Zhong Xun was still drowsy from the hangover from the previous night and probably didn't listen attentively. But now, the young man's expression was clear, especially his eyes, which were no longer filled with rage, distortion, or the obsession of burning others, but rather with the gentle shimmer of a mirror-like lake.

Meng Jingting was momentarily lost in thought.

"Divorce?" Zhong Xun asked. "I don't agree."

Meng Jing heard him whisper, "What?"

"I said I don't agree to a divorce." Zhong Xun poured himself a glass of water. The feeling of being reborn was quite pleasant. He no longer had to live in fear and struggle to survive. This body completely belonged to him.

"According to the Omega Protection Law and the latest Marriage Protection Law, there is no deep rift between us, and even if you are an S-rank, it won't matter if I don't agree."

Meng Jingting's facial features were taut and cold as iron.

"Zhong Xun, you're the one who said we have no feelings for each other, that you only want money. Now I'm giving you money, and you're not willing to accept it anymore?"

Meng Jingting wouldn't presume to think that Zhong Xun was reluctant to part with her. Since their marriage, his job had been to clean up Zhong Xun's messes and protect her interests; he had no genuine feelings for her.

Zhong Xun recalled for a moment, then frowned slightly: "That was said in anger."

It seems they still want a powerful backer.

"Zhong Xun," Meng Jingting's tone was like an ultimatum, "you'll have to learn it yourself..."

Before he could finish speaking, a sweet aroma filled his nostrils.

Unlike external fragrances, this is a unique scent of Omega, and it changes slightly depending on the owner's mood.

Zhong Xun's pheromones had always been bitter, like a strong medicinal soup.

But at that moment, Meng Jingting's pupils dilated for a second. It was a gentle breeze blowing from the empty valley of Ling Mountain, carrying the most natural sweetness of flowers, grass and trees.

That's not all, Zhong Xun actually released his mental tentacles!

In the year 4026 of the New Era, human civilization has been destroyed and rebuilt several times. ABO secondary sexual characteristics have emerged. At the same time, various forms of technological pollution, spiritual pollution, and environmental pollution are intertwined and serious, causing pollutants to run rampant. Among the various polluted living things, of course, is humanity itself.

At this critical juncture, Alphas from Rank C and above, possessing strong physique, endurance, and mental strength, will periodically assign tasks based on their different abilities to ensure that pollutants are controlled and that humanity survives safely.

However, prolonged exposure to pollutants, especially for lower-level Alphas, can lead to mental instability. Even an S-level Alpha like Meng Jingting would experience discomfort if exposed to similar S-level pollutants.

This is one of the reasons they got married.

The pheromone compatibility between the two is as high as 70%.

This is quite impressive; it usually reaches forty. Omegas with mental tentacles and such tendrils generally live a very comfortable life with their Alphas.

However, after two years of marriage, Zhong Xun was like a "cannon fodder" with a pre-programmed routine. She would open her eyes and go against Qi Tian. Every day, she would do all sorts of mindless things. People in the industry began to despise and curse her, but they couldn't keep up with the frequency of Zhong Xun's self-destructive behavior, and they gradually became numb to it.

During this period, Zhong Xun would only approach Meng Jingting when he encountered problems he couldn't solve. He would remain silent, his face grim, waiting for the man to resolve the situation.

The cycle repeated itself, and Meng Jing listened and accepted everything.

But everyone gets tired.

The final straw that broke the camel's back was that a week ago, when Meng Jingting was carrying out a Class A pollutant cleanup mission, the pollutants found an abandoned pool core along the way and underwent a second evolution inside, causing the pollution level to soar to Class S.

With only five people on the team and insufficient preparation, Meng Jingting exerted his mental strength to the maximum to ensure the safe retreat of everyone. When he returned, his temples were throbbing, and various instruments connected to his body were emitting piercing alarms.

At this moment, no amount of expensive tranquilizers can compare to the soothing effect of a highly compatible Omega releasing pheromones.

But as soon as he entered the door, before he had even changed his shoes, he heard Zhong Xun, who was sitting in the living room, say, "Give me fifty million. Qi Tian is going to attend an auction in two days. I can't lose."

Meng Jing heard the veins on his forehead throbbing.

He was covered in blood, his hair was disheveled, and he looked visibly disheveled.

Even the liaison officer, Tan Que, couldn't bear to watch any longer and said in a deep voice, "Young Master Zhong, Mr. Meng's mental energy is depleted, and his condition is very bad. He needs emergency treatment."

"Really?" Zhong Xun said. "Then, before the treatment, could you give me the fifty million?"

Tan Que, who was always at ease, slightly opened his mouth.

Meng Jing heard the flickering fire in his heart, which had been barely extinguished, finally go out completely after a couple of weak, trembling moments.

If things continue like this, Zhong Xun will never grow up.