Since it is the end of the world, Commander, please obey.

Chapter 121 Mimosa Flavour

"Alas... we are in the same boat." Bian Shi sat up, opened the nutrient solution and ate it.

Afraid that Changtui would ask more questions, he spoke first, "Changtui, what are the side effects of your eye color concealer?"

"Oh~" Long Legs looked a little teasing, "So that's what you wanted, Mr. Gu Er. I have two more here. I'll give them both to you."

Which one is that?

After listening to Changtui's explanation, Bian Shi finally understood why there was such a ridiculous night last night.

"This thing will catalyze the susceptible period?!" Bian Shi was a little bit unbelievable. No wonder Jiang Zhi said that it was only alphas using it on the spaceship.

This would explain why Jiangzhi suddenly became susceptible last night.

"It's all this thing's fault!" Bian Shi clenched the medicine tightly, feeling indignant. As soon as he lowered his head, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, and he cursed inwardly.

Don’t let Jiangzhi use it again in the future!

Fortunately, it was just a temporary mark. The mark between the double A's dissipated quickly, so I don't think it would have any impact.

Seeing that Bian Shi’s mood had brightened up again, Changtui took the initiative to come and play with Mimosa.

"Bian Shi, how come you can take such good care of the mimosa? Doesn't it need water?"

Bian Shi didn't know how to explain it, so he could only vaguely say that this mimosa was an improved seed that was drought-resistant.

After a while, Long Hands also came, but his condition was much worse than Long Legs. He walked with a limp, and it was Long Legs who helped him into the house.

"Are you okay?" Bian Shi asked with concern.

But Changshou's expression was unfriendly. "Your room smells terrible."

Bian Shi scratched his hair awkwardly, and Changtui quickly explained, "Changshou was temporarily marked, so he's very sensitive to pheromones."

what?

Bian Shi glanced at Changshou secretly and saw that he looked pale and seemed to be in poor spirits, but his eyes with white sclera under his eyes were still cold and he looked at everything indifferently.

Long Legs wanted to make Long Hands happy, so he handed the mimosa to him to play with, but Long Hands pushed it away.

"This grass smells like your pheromones. It makes me sick."

"Huh?" Bian Shi was a little confused and pointed at himself. "Does it taste like me?"

"No, does this grass have a smell?"

He sleeps with a mimosa every day, how come he has never smelled it?

Long Legs said that Long Hands had the most sensitive sense of smell, and because they were in the sensitive period, they would definitely not make a mistake.

Bian Shicai finally accepted that his pheromones actually smelled like mimosa.

"What's the difference between this and having no smell?" Bian Shi curled his lips. "But it's okay. In the apocalypse, the stronger the pheromone smell, the less safe it is."

Changtui and Bian Shi leaned against the wall to watch a TV series. The signal on the spaceship was not good, and there was only the same TV series over and over again. Changtui was tired of watching it, but he was still willing to watch it again with Bian Shi.

Changshou sat at the door, his face supported in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking. He just glanced at them from time to time. Suddenly, he saw some marks on the back of Bian Shi's neck covered by his hair.

Changshou scoffed and suddenly said, "Gu Er, your pheromones smell like grass, so why does this room smell like snow?"

Long Legs exclaimed, "It must be Mr. Gu Yi's pheromones."

Changshou said "oh" and looked at Bian Shi meaningfully, "So that's how it is."

Bian Shi felt a little uncomfortable and tried hard to reduce his presence.

In the evening, Jiang Zhi came back with the medicine.

Bian Shi was recalling the plot of a TV series, and his face instantly turned stern when he saw him.

"I'm back." Jiang Zhi walked to his side, "Does your body still hurt?"

When Bian Shi heard this, he immediately tried to shut him up, "What are you talking about? Where does it hurt? I'm fine!"

"Don't flatter yourself. If you hadn't taken advantage of me, I could have beaten two of you with one punch. How could I let you succeed?!" Bian Shi said as he raised his thin arms.

Jiang Zhi blinked and lifted his leg effortlessly, "I was wondering if the wound on your leg still hurts."

“…” Bian Shi stopped talking, lowered his head, and let Jiang Zhi apply the medicine.

In fact, he had no idea what happened last night. He only remembered the content of the dream. Now thinking back on it, he thought that the dream and reality might really correspond one to one.

"How can mimosa grow in the snow?" Bian Shi muttered.

This time, he pointed right at Jiang Zhi's right ear and raised his eyebrows. "Mimosa prefers moist and warm places. It won't grow in the snow."

"Hey - your ears are working better this time? I knew you were selectively deaf and pretending to be deaf." Bian Shi glared at him.

Jiang Zhi pursed his lips, without further explanation, and just lowered his head to bandage Bian Shi's wound.

The wound on the calf has scabbed over, leaving a nearly 20-centimeter scar on the fair skin, which is crooked and somewhat glaring.

Seeing him staring at his legs, Bian Shi felt a little puzzled. "Do you still have this weird habit of appreciating wounds?"

Jiang Zhi came back to his senses, looked at Bian Shi, and changed the subject, "I just thought you were thinner. Are you a hundred pounds now?"

His arms and legs are almost as thin as poles. I'm really afraid that they will fall apart after he takes a few steps.

Bian Shi was still unconvinced, "How could it be less than 100 pounds? Wouldn't I be a skeleton then? Besides, haven't you lost weight too?"

This spaceship only gives out a bottle of nutrient solution every day, and I rely on it to stay alive. How can I not lose weight?

But Jiang Zhi's expression was serious, as if losing weight was a serious matter. "Your wound is healing too slowly. It's not in line with the physiological conditions of an alpha at all. I'll give you a checkup tomorrow."

Bian Shi seized on the conversation and said, "Hey, hey, hey, are you trying to find an excuse to take advantage of me? Are you blaming me for being too weak to resist, so you got away with it?"

"You're just trying to put the blame on me, right?"

It seems that Bian Shi is still upset about being marked in his dream last night.

Jiang Zhi patiently apologized again, "I really didn't know that the side effect of the masking agent was to catalyze the susceptibility period. I'm sorry."

Bian Shi raised his chin and snorted, but Jiang Zhi continued, "However, you didn't wake up last night. Perhaps it's because you've become weak recently. Let's get checked tomorrow."

Hearing this, Bian Shi stopped arguing with him and nodded with a frown.

After Jiang Zhi finished bandaging him, he left again. Since boarding the spaceship, Jiang Zhi has been very busy. Captain Lao Da treats him like a robot.

Bian Shi poked the leaves of the mimosa and sighed, "It's better to be busy so as to avoid awkward meetings."

Bian Shi didn't feel much about this marking, but instead breathed a sigh of relief.

He bit Jiang Zhi last time, and this time Jiang Zhi bit him back, making them even.

Besides—Bian Shi touched the back of his neck, "Now it doesn't hurt at all. It turns out the mark wasn't a big deal. Then why did I go crazy last time?"

They even locked him up, making him think he would go crazy if he marked between double A's.

Bian Shi shrugged, tapped his fingertips on the edge of the flowerpot, and watched the leaves drink enough water and begin to become full of vitality again. He curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Spiritual grass, mimosa, please grow up quickly."

When going to bed at night, Bian Shi refused to lie on the floor with Jiang Zhi no matter what. Jiang Zhi had no choice but to move an abandoned operating table and let Bian Shi lie on it.

The operating console was a bit narrow, but Bian Shi didn't mind. He grabbed the joystick, curled up his body, and slept soundly.

It was not until late at night that the joystick was pressed down, and Bian Shi rolled to the floor, and was picked up by Jiang Zhi in a daze.

After waking up, Bian Shi looked confused. He looked at the operating table and then at Jiang Zhi. Finally, he decided to let Jiang Zhi sleep on the operating table.

Jiang Zhi was not busy this morning, and was waiting in the room for Bian Shi to wake up.

"I have an appointment with Lao Da at the medical examination room. Let's go."

Bian Shi frowned and subconsciously touched the back of his neck. His fingers felt a little bumpy, and it seemed that they left marks. He looked up at Jiang Zhi.

"Hey, do you have a mirror?"

Jiang Zhi was just stretching his shoulders and nodded when he heard this. "It should be in the physical examination room."

Bian Shi limped to his feet, struggled to open Jiang Zhi's collar, and looked over his shoulder curiously, "What's wrong with you? Why are you moving around so early in the morning?"

The collar of the sweatshirt was not big and was easily torn open. Jiang Zhi was still a little unresponsive. He lowered his eyes to look at Bian Shi and pursed his lips, "It's okay, it will be fine soon."

Bian Shi gently touched the purple tooth mark with his index finger, and felt an inexplicable heat on his fingertips. He asked guiltily, "Did I bite it?"

It looked like it was about to bite off the flesh on Jiang Zhi's shoulder. If you didn't know, you would think that he was in his susceptible period.

Jiang Zhi straightened his collar and said calmly, "There's no need to mention this matter again. I won't make such a mistake again.