After breaking up with the Federation's celebrity actor, Shen Antang turned down the Imperial Marshal's proposal, saying, “Our pheromones are incompatible.”
Yet everyone knew that Shen Antang had a compatibility rate of 98% with any alpha.
People said that Shen Antang had an angel's face and a devil's personality, and was the most difficult omega in the entire galaxy. Even his pheromones smelled like disinfectant alcohol.
Despite that, he had a handsome face and a great voice, and was thriving in show business, growing more popular by the day.
One day, Shen Antang posted an intimate photo with his lover on social media.
His lover had short, jet-black hair and brilliant blue eyes, and was so handsome he seemed otherworldly.
The Star Network immediately crashed. Netizens were stunned and green with envy: Which alpha could it possibly be?
Shen Antang posted a message with just one sentence:
[Is there any alpha worthy of me? My partner is an AI.]
The moment he saw Lin Jing behind the glass display window, Shen Antang, certified pretty-face lover, fell for him.
Even though the other was only a humanoid weapon, with no memories and no emotions.
Later on,
the young artificial intelligence looked at Shen Antang with a gaze that was both detached and obsessive.
“Your pheromone concentration is up 13 percentage points, Tangtang. You need to be marked.”
Shen Antang, usually all claws and teeth, was now as docile as a cat. His gaze was hazy, his soft lips slightly parted.
“Lin Jing, please mark me.”
A spark-on-contact disinfectant-alcohol omega bottom × an AI top who doesn't understand humans. One-on-one, happy ending.
Theme: World peace.
