Revising the outline right now. The first five chapters will be revised. Updates will be irregular.
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Five years ago, Xie Qingluo had just presented as an omega when he and tens of thousands of ordinary people were pulled into a space called the Survival Game.
In the survival world, they lost their secondary sex characteristics.
Five long years wore away at his desire to go home. Just as he had grown used to his abilities, witnessed countless partings, and found a partner he could entrust with his life, fate played another trick on him.
During a mission, his left shoulder was injured, and his consciousness grew hazy.
When he woke, he discovered that he had somehow returned to the real world.
A wormhole connecting the two worlds had appeared.
A man claiming to be an official from the Supernatural Phenomena Management Bureau came to see him.
Bureau: Interested in serving your country?
Xie Qingluo: ?
And so he began helping his country with infrastructure projects. Before long, his former teammates and partner were also spat out of the Survival Game through the wormhole.
Xie Qingluo: I can't be the only one doing all the grunt work.
Jiang Shengyang had always secretly loved his partner, but he only dared to hide his feelings away, both in the Survival Game and after returning to reality and learning that the other man was an omega.
Then, during a mission, Jiang Shengyang came out of the Survival Game and suddenly caught a fresh, green scent that grew sweeter by the moment.
He realized it was drifting from his partner.
Xie Qingluo looked up and clutched the hem of the alpha's clothes beside him. His eyes reddened as his heat arrived in a fluster.
A sunny, slightly weepy winter jasmine-scented gong x a cautious, overthinking green-olive-scented shou
Theme: No one is born strong, and no one is born weak.
