My Daily Disposable Nemesis [Female Alpha, Male Omega]

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The year she got into military academy, Jiang Xue, who had been a beta for over a decade, underwent a second differentiation along with her archenemy.

She became an alpha, and the other became an omega.

Jiang Xue: Oh wow.

Her sharp-tongued, hard-hearted archenemy has a rare, day-to-day pheromone, with a different scent every single day.

Jiang Xue, an innocent type with a dog's nose, keeps catching the scent of her crush around campus. Every time she looks up, it's Lu Jue again!

After repeatedly bumping into the person whose scent makes her heart race, only to recoil the moment she sees their face, Jiang Xue thinks there's something seriously wrong with her body and mind.

Jiang Xue: "Lu, are you doing this on purpose?"

Lu Jue scoffs. "Do you have any proof? Or are you..."

The little troublemaker lowers his eyes and leans in, blowing against her cheek as if to tease her.

"Are you afraid you'll fall for me?"

During an infiltration mission, the two are unexpectedly assigned as partners, playing a playboy and a nightingale.

Watching Lu Jue repeatedly get right in her face and show off his acting skills, Jiang Xue finally loses patience and takes the initiative.

But she accidentally goes too far.

With his cheeks flushed and eyes glistening, Lu Jue grits his teeth and tugs down her collar, demanding that she make it up to him with a temporary mark.

Jiang Xue goes all in, giving him countless deep, fierce marks.

Later, only she knows just how soft and sweet Lu Jue can be, despite how he always says things that make people furious.

Only a tiny fraction of betas undergo a rare second differentiation. Some popular science books describe the phenomenon this way: your subconscious makes your body change on its own.

Lu Jue always thought love was the hardest thing to put into words. That is, until he had a perfectly good excuse to hide his feelings behind the pretense of pheromones.

A love-struck idiot x a proud, flirtatious tease

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The Disaster Animal Sanctuary

What do you do with your pets when disaster strikes?

In Bai Yuexi's dream, she and a house full of adorable pets die in the first wave of the disaster.

To stop the nightmare from coming true, she stockpiles supplies, reinforces the basement, modifies her car, and even builds a doomsday bunker at home, hoping to survive by keeping a low profile.

She never expected that, a week later, disaster would strike and every animal in her home would mutate.

The tiny lion cat grows and grows until it becomes a white tiger mount.

The mischievous flying squirrel can turn invisible in an instant. The timid pink corn snake becomes a bracelet with storage space. Even the sharp-tongued parrot gets a limited-use ability to make its words come true.

And Grandpa Tortoise, who's even older than she is, carries the whole house away.

As for her, she can copy the abilities of every animal in her home.

Bai Yuexi: Maybe I won't die this time?

Heat waves, floods, ice storms, insect swarms, meteor-borne viruses...

The disaster-stricken world is on the brink of collapse, steeped in despair.

Legend has it that a mysterious house appears in different places without warning. It's the most secure fortress in the apocalypse, and one of the hopes for ending the disasters.

But this sanctuary for mutated animals has a higher admission bar than the survival bases. Few humans have managed to get in, while plenty of animals have successfully pledged themselves to its owner.

Someone who's already claimed the spotlight: Don't believe or spread rumors. I'm willing to use my looks to get what I want.

Bai Yuexi lowers her head and rubs a fluffy pair of fox ears. "Hey, are you a dog or a fox?"

Someone: Either one works.

PS: The male lead's ability is to turn into animals.

Theme: Time cannot destroy conviction. Fate will always bring us together again.