Moyingshanhe

In the cold cultivation chamber of the underground laboratory, two cubs were awakened. Epsilon Yunying of the White Tiger bloodline, and Alpha Mo Lin of the Azure Dragon bloodline—their genes come from the elder brother and younger brother that no longer exist in Luo Qingchen's memory, and their names come from a home that they can never return to. They are "replacements" made by her using J1 skills "virtual creation" and genetic technology. They are the projection of her obsession with her dead brothers and sisters in the human world. They don't know this. They only know that in a cage full of disinfectant and pheromone inhibitors, in countless blood draws, tests, separations and tortures, only each other's temperature is real. Yun Ying's pheromones and Mo Lin's pheromones created an unbreakable resonance when they first met - a bond of bone and blood, an ultimate bond that transcends pheromones, blood and life and death. They intertwined their hands and tails through the crack in the door, knocking out the first code with the tips of their tails in the darkness. Luo Qingchen stood behind the surveillance glass, using Omega's disguise, gentle smile and precise control to hold them firmly in the palm of his hand. The implanted chess piece Luo Wanyin entered between them in the form of an awakener and became her third line. Escape, recapture, torture, memory cleansing. Yun Ying died in the sea of ​​fire to protect Mo Lin, and Mo Lin shattered his pheromone core to resurrect him. The ABO Protection Association intervened, and the Suzaku bloodline naturally suppressed Xuanfeng. Luo Qingchen was reborn from the ashes for the first time, dormant for two years. Yun Ying and Mo Lin grew up into real warriors in the association. The first time they took the initiative to challenge Luo Qingchen, they failed miserably and their memories were wiped clean. But the bond of bone and blood remembers everything, and the scars in the pheromone core slowly spell out the truth. The final battle. Luo Qingchen's core shattered. Under the cover of Mo Lin, Yun Ying deleted a line of code in Luo Wanyin's pheromone chain - for the first time she had free will and shed her own tears for the first time. Before Luo Qingchen turned into ashes, he said the words he had hidden for decades: "You are not a substitute." Luo Wanyin dissipated with the death of his creator, cleanly, thoroughly, leaving no trace. The only thing in her life that was completely hers was the moment of freedom before it dissipated. This is not a story about weapons, but a story about becoming human. When the manipulated destiny is finally torn apart by their own claws, when the substitutes discover that they have never been substitutes - they tell the world in their own way: the bond of bone and blood remains unchanged in life and death. The mountains and rivers are reflected in ink, and the sky and the earth are witnesses. Intention: The self-salvation of substitutes, the paradox of obsession and letting go, the bud of free will, and transcending the fetters of life and death.