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

In his dream, Zhong Xun walked to the edge of lava, sweating profusely from the heat. Sparks flew towards his face, startling him awake. He moved his body and found himself almost falling apart, his back pressed tightly against Meng Jingting's chest. No wonder it was so hot.

Almost as soon as he moved, Meng Jingting tightened his grip on his arm.

"I'm not running," Zhong Xun said, his voice terribly hoarse. He thought for a moment, then asked, "What's the number?"

It's not a time, but a number.

"Number seventeen," Meng Jingting said in a deep voice, still sounding somewhat tired.

Five whole days, Zhong Xun thought, was roughly the entire process of a high-level Alpha's susceptible period.

He wasn't exactly sore, but it felt more like his skin, flesh, bones, and blood had all melted away, yet Zhong Xun firmly believed he still looked like a human being.

After countless pheromone exchanges, his feverish period should have ended early, which is good; it's resolved all at once.

"Grand Judge," Zhong Xun said, "may I see the sun?"

Meng Jing glanced at the time; it was 4:30 PM.

The surrounding steel plates slowly rose, and when they were suddenly exposed to sunlight, Zhong Xun closed his eyes tightly and burrowed into the blankets. Only after his vision stabilized and his perception of the light source did he tentatively look outside.

It was a bright, sunny day, and Zhong Xun was in a wonderful mood. Forgetting her earlier warning to herself, she cleared her throat and asked, "Why aren't we continuing today?"

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The consequence of showing off is that the steel plate didn't fully rise before slowly falling back down.

  

"Huh? Huh?" A hint of shock finally surfaced in Zhong Xun's eyes: "Meng Jingting! I was being cheeky! Don't take it to heart!"

"It's too late."

Zhong Xun: "..."

In a daze, Zhong Xun heard Meng Jingting chuckle softly and whisper in his ear, "Take this to heart. If you dare to cause trouble again, just think about what happened today."

Zhong Xun's spirit reached out and saluted in place.

When I opened my eyes again, the sky was dark and the stars were twinkling.

Zhong Xun thought he was dreaming, but the room was quiet. His pores became increasingly sensitive to the outside world. Zhong Xun realized that the steel plate had been removed, and Meng Jingting was not around, so he was most likely on a mission.

He reached for his phone under his pillow and opened it to find a message from Meng Jingting: "There's food in the heater. Mission assigned."

Zhong Xun propped himself up on the headboard. His body, nourished by S-level Alpha pheromones, felt as if it had been cured of a chronic illness and undergone a thorough detoxification. In short, he felt exceptionally comfortable and light. He was wearing Meng Jingting's shirt, with only the bottom two buttons fastened. From his fair collarbone down, there were various marks of ravaging. His face showed satisfaction and his usual indifference. For some reason, Zhong Xun wanted a cigarette.

He was wearing shorts and didn't even bother to put on slippers after getting out of bed. Under the starlight, he walked to the heater and set a two-minute timer. Then the small door popped open automatically, revealing a double-portion rice dish of roast chicken and pork ribs, garnished with a ring of green vegetables.

Zhong Xun was initially quite reserved, but after taking a bite, his stomach began to churn, and hunger instantly overwhelmed him. He boiled some water, then sat down at the table and took each bite with utmost seriousness.

After sweeping everything away, Zhong Xun drank a cup of hot water, but he was still not full.

He simply changed his clothes and went to the courthouse cafeteria.

At 1:30 a.m., there was only one auntie there. The arbitrators' missions are carried out at unpredictable times, so they arrange shifts. Zhong Xun ordered a bowl of beef noodles and then a serving of fried chicken.

"Auntie, a plate of fruit, please." Zhong Xun swiped his card in advance.

The aunt naturally knew Zhong Xun. The young man was exceptionally handsome and was the partner of the Grand Judge. He had recently joined the medical clinic and was said to have performed numerous miraculous feats! Yet, this very hero was imprisoned by the Grand Judge and denied food!

Why should I?!

The aunt dared not speak out, but piled a plate of fruit into a small mountain and solemnly placed it in front of Zhong Xun: "Eat! Come again if you're not full!"

Zhong Xun was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you, Auntie."

His smile was so beautiful and endearing that the aunt couldn't help but say, "Don't be too scared. No matter what, there's the Omega Protection Association. If all else fails, you can just go there and file a complaint!"

Zhong Xun swallowed half a strawberry: "Will you tell Meng Jing?"

The aunt quickly made a shushing gesture, as if the name was some kind of taboo that couldn't be mentioned. "If you need testimony later, I'll provide it!"

Zhong Xun was somewhat curious about how the court had been relaying the verdicts these past few days.

After finishing his fruit, he went straight to the infirmary.

There was no one in the examination room, and Zhong Xun noticed the newly replenished XH antidote on the medicine shelf.

This stuff is mainly used on humans who are lightly contaminated or bitten by a contaminant. It is only effective when the contamination level is less than 3%. If it exceeds that, it will quickly turn into a contaminant.

Zhong Xun picked up a vial and looked at it. The pale pink liquid was crystal clear, with quicksand-like sediment at the bottom. Why did they buy so many? Zhong Xun was a little curious.

Qin Fengyue pushed open the door and entered at that moment.

"My goodness!" Qin Fengyue exclaimed with delight, her voice rising, "Darling, you're awake!"

Qin Fengyue pulled Zhong Xun around in a circle: "Still alive, no missing limbs, that's good."

Zhong Xun was both amused and exasperated. "Otherwise what?"

"Dr. Zhong is here?" Little Bu poked half his head in, his eyebrows and eyes looking fluffy. "Come and play!"

Zhong Xun had also had a good sleep and gladly accepted the invitation.

On Dr. Xiao Bu's personal desk, there is a half-assembled Gundam model. He touches it tenderly every time he passes by. "It's a limited edition. I promise you, Dr. Zhong, it will be wherever I am."

"Not necessarily." Zhong Xun chuckled. "By the way, are all those XH antidotes because there have been more injuries lately?"

"Probably." Dr. Xiao Bu yawned and poured tea for Zhong Xun. "I heard that another batch of fugitives has entered Block B. My cousin helped with the registration yesterday. Seriously, he was so busy he had a headache."

Zhong Xun nodded.

"Hey, did you know?" Dr. Bu's face lit up with excited gossip: "Song Han has a persistent high fever, and his mental state is completely out of control."

Zhong Xun missed this part and asked curiously, "Is he in the tribunal?"

"Yeah, he got a good beating from the boss. When Song Chu came to ask for him that day, he was turned down. Recently, the pro-peace faction has been making a lot of noise, with waves of people coming to the Tribunal to persuade them, but the boss is frequently on missions, so they all left with their tails between their legs."

Zhong Xun: "Like Meng Jingting's style."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Dr. Bu was heard sobbing softly: "My goddess is arguing with the media again."

"Who?"

Dr. Xiao Bu handed the phone screen to Zhong Xun: "Cui Ye, the female lead in 'Love in the City,' has the face of a nation's first love. She used to be very gentle, but recently she's become a little dynamite. Yesterday at the awards ceremony, she threw a shoe and hit someone, and today she publicly confronted a studio. It's a complete upheaval."

Zhong Xun noticed a bright smile and a fair, translucent face with a distinctive small gray mole under the right eye, and said, "It's probably because it's been suppressed for too long, and it's rebounding."

"Netizens guessed that right. Who told all those marketing accounts to think she was weak and easy to bully and to spout nonsense all the time? Now look what's happened, she's getting her comeuppance."