I’ve Got this Cannon Fodder’s Back

85: 85 85: 85 [Next shift 10:00 pm to 11:00 pm] When Lu Deng noticed a slightly familiar mental energy fluctuation, he subconsciously looked up and the prompt of a head-on encounter with the protagonist rang in his head.

Anyone’s mental energy was unique, and even if it was not deliberately released, it would still show some traces of it.

Lu Deng had always been extremely sensitive to this.

The two sides only got slightly close and he had already made the connection between the person and the silver mecha.

It was just a casual, spontaneous fight at the training ground, but he didn’t expect to bully the world’s protagonist.

Lu Deng blinked in surprise and instructed the system to retrieve the information of the protagonist this time.

The First Legion Commander also sensed his mental fluctuations at the same time, and his body reacted before his consciousness, shuddering viciously and looking up in horror.

The two of them had fought before, and even if they hadn’t been aware of it at the time, their bodies and mental powers would have instinctively retained some memory of self-protection.

If he didn’t do anything, the Commander might really guess who he was.

At least, he couldn’t let the other person realize that he beat him.

With a slight movement of his mind, Lu Deng’s spiritual power was fully internalized, completely dulling his aura and allowing the system to weaken his visible senses to another level for him.

The protagonist was an orphaned mutant Alpha who was ridiculed as the “shame of alpha” because his pheromones were colorless, odorless, and imperceptible.

When he was wandering around the streets, he accidentally robbed Gu Gui, who could not smell the difference between pheromones and was beaten into a ball by the Marshal and thrown into the army.

In the army, his talent for fighting was unleashed, and his colorless and odorless pheromones allowed him to complete numerous missions that required him to be hidden and infiltrated.

That way, he quickly rose to the rank of First Commander and met the only Alpha who could detect his pheromones.

The two Alphas had thundered through countless clashes, breaking through the traditional concept of ABO, and had struggled to form a united front alliance, joining hands to reach the top and gradually became heroic figures in the guardianship of the galaxy in the end.

Throughout the story, Gu Gui’s presence was both a clear and important backdrop and a key character in the protagonist’s last big event.

Lu Deng had already used Dead Reckoning once, so it’s not like he couldn’t use it again if the plot was really necessary.

If the time for the mission was not too tight, he might even be able to go cosmic drifting for two years as a star pirate.

With a clear plan in his mind, Lu Deng closed his eyes, archived and backed up the information he had pulled up, and calculated the next interventions.

The creepiness of the moment flickered away, but the First Commander remained in the state of a frightened hamster, scanning around warily.

His eyes settled on the Marshal, who was shielding a fine young man, and a cold chill quickly ran up his back.

No wonder.

He must have been intimidated by the cold aura of the Marshal.

Quickly finding a reasonable explanation for his alarm, the Commander was angry but did not dare to speak.

He moved back without a trace, waiting for the moment to escape being criticized by the Marshal for his decline in fighting standards.

To his despair, he was only able to move two steps out of the way, but Gu Gui had already propped himself up and looked over with the youth in his arms.

The place where the energy tank was blown out in the lower abdomen was aching, and the Commander halted in his footsteps and was firmly nailed in place.

Gu Gui raised his eyebrows slightly and looked over in contemplation.

It’s the scapegoat!

The Imperial Marshal was deeply relieved that the Commander had appeared in time with a big entrance.

He took his young wife’s hand in his hand and took her into his arms, gesturing towards his loyal subordinate.

“Look, he’s the one whom we borrowed the house today.” Commander: … He’d even forgotten about it!

Inexplicably, he had been given a house and beaten up violently because of that.

For a moment, the Commander thought that the Marshal must have been suffering from a pheromone disorder recently.

Only when he saw the extraordinarily delicate and soft Omega in the Marshal’s arms did he vaguely connect the dots on the whole thing.

The military headquarters had already blown up over the news of the iron-tree Marshal carrying his little wife around to show off, and he also had more or less heard about it.

After all, most Omegas were extraordinarily delicate, soft, and easily irritable types, and the Marshal must have dumped the guilt[mfn]the house[/mfn] on him in a fit of desperation because his little darling wife didn’t like the house.

As a good and considerate subordinate, it was necessary for him to share this sorrow with his superior.

The two of them now had one’s hands on another, and as long as he bravely took the guilt and didn’t say anything, the Marshal shouldn’t take the initiative to reprimand him for his complete defeat today.

After sorting out his thoughts, the Commander instantly lifted his spirits from his disheveled state and put on his standard smile before stepping forward.

“Hello Marshal, hello Madam.

The house is mine and not anyone else’s.

I usually like that pure metal messy nude style⎯⎯” His eyes fell on the Marshal’s legendary young wife and his words gradually got softer, his consciousness drifting away for a moment.

Although most of the body was shielded by the Marshal, he could still make out the Omega’s extraordinarily clean-cut appearance.

His clean, well-groomed hair hanged meekly, his features were delicate, but because of his exquisite eyebrows and eyelashes, it diluted the warmth and softness of the whole person, instead, giving a sense of particularly handsome and pure.

At a time when the omega genre was becoming more and more skewed, it was rare to find such a clean example of a pure pool of spring water.

The whole person in the Marshal’s arms looked so soft as if there’s no bones in his body.

Even his body was so thin and frail that one might wonder if a little more force would break him.

After just one glance at him hiding behind the Marshal’s chest and shoulders, before he even smelled any pheromones, the First Commander’s mind actually faltered uncontrollably for a moment.

Noticing the gaze of his subordinate, the Marshal’s aura around him instantly sharpened, his body side blocking his young wife completely, and his gaze sweeping straight over as sharp as a sword coated with frost and cold snow.

The Commander quickly shrank his neck and hid, instantly awake, with cold sweat bursting out of his back.

Sky-high energy warehouse![mfn]Because of Lu Deng, Marshal’s mental energy rose so high as if Lu Deng were a source of energy for him.[/mfn] Marshal’s little wife, this talent is terrible!

After watching him withdraw his unpleasant gaze, Gu Gui’s expression eased slightly, but he still swept a cold glance at him unhappily.

Deterred in place by the Marshal’s gaze, the Commander stiffened and moved his feet backward, ruled by an exuberant desire to live, “Marshal…are you here to collect the inhibitor bracelet?

I’m here to fix the light brain.

You can go first, I won’t bother you⎯⎯” His light brain had hurt so badly during today’s exercise as he had smashed the screen on the control panel.

Since it was embarrassing to fix it, he was waiting for the day to end to avoid other people, but instead, he ran into the person he least expected to see.

The Commander felt he should go and get his fortune told.

Aware that his subordinate was merely disturbed by his Alpha instincts, and seeing his expression return to clarity in an instant, the tolerant Marshal was not overly displeased by such a minor hiccup.

With a slight nod, he took his young wife’s hand and walked into the duty room.

The tall, upright figure was particularly distinguished by his military uniform, and he was leading the soft, clean-looking Omega at a deliberately gentle pace, casting a gentle shadow in the darkening twilight haze.

The Commander stood in place for a while, almost moved to tears by the stillness of the years before him, before suddenly realizing that he didn’t seem to detect the smell of pheromones in that Omega’s body.

…is probably using a special masking agent.

After all, this type with such terrifying natural skills and seemingly extraordinarily unbeatable looks, if he didn’t use a masking agent to hide his smell before he took two steps away from the Marshal, he would be pounced on by some Alpha who couldn’t control himself.

The Omega’s combat power was infinitely close to nothing, and unlike the Alphas, they were not able to release pheromones freely, so they only had to rely on a special omega masking agent to avoid being targeted during non-estrus periods[mfn]Not a period where Omegas are in heat, releasing more pheromones to attract the Alphas[/mfn].

Although the constant use of masking agents could be harmful to the body, it was the only option available.

Unable to bear the thought of disturbing the two men, the Commander lightened his steps, slipped carefully down the stairs a few floors, got into his hovercraft, and ran, with full of curiosity, to the new house that had just fallen from the sky and hit him.

After receiving the bracelet and leaving the headquarters, Gu Gui led his young wife to the hovering platform, with a sense of urgency still lingering in his mind.

—The First Army Commander was the one with the strongest self-control under him.

And he had an inhibiting bracelet on.

Because his pheromones didn’t work like others, the Commander was not really a fan of Omegas and was the fastest one to come to his senses, apart from him, during every anti-pheromone training session.

This time, however, it required a deliberate release of his mental energy before he could manage to come back to his senses.

However, the Marshal was not so much upset by his subordinate’s thoughtlessness as he was uncontrollably worried that his little wife was so attractive that he might encounter an unmanageable crisis if he didn’t look after him well.

If he really is an alpha himself, he can still mark him in time before others covet him… With a gentle breath on the slender neck, the fresh grass scent whipped around him.

Gu Gui quickly cleared his mind and straightened his body while holding his little wife in his arms, but still, he couldn’t help but lean closer to his neck and take a deep breath again… There was still a faint refreshing fragrance like grass after the rain.

When a large, fluffy head suddenly arched up around his neck, Lu Chiqiu blinked, his lips curling up at the corners as he felt ticklish.

However, he didn’t raise his hand to push Gu Gui away, his arm patting behind his back in a half-soothing manner, with concerns lingering in his eyes.

I really want to know what it tastes like… He could not suppress this thought.

Gu Gui’s rough, calloused hands gently grasped his wife’s slender wrists, brushing his fingers through the clothing and pressing him into his arms.

The matter went beyond his usual perception in any direction – he had always disapproved of taking too much time with irrelevant matters as such attachments could make people distracted, soft, and indecisive.

Although he had never done any evil deed of beating up lovebirds, the iron-boned Marshal Gu had never been one to actively support his subordinates in developing intimate relationships beyond the scope.

Right now, however, he had to admit that he seemed to have removed the “hug” thing from his disapproval list.

His little wife was leaning meekly between his arms, the wrists that could be easily circled with one hand and his spine rising and falling gently with the breathing.

Gu Gui hugged him for a while, with his hand tentatively moving around and ruffling the strands of hair hanging down the side of his clear cheek with his knuckles.

Then, his gaze dropped while his empty hand hesitantly fumbled into his side pocket.

The emperor has decreed the marriage and they are now legal partners, so it makes sense for him to do even that… Gu Gui’s movements were stealthy, but his gaze couldn’t hide at all, falling into the pure, gentle black eyes between his arms, unobtrusively and bluntly.

It was the first time he had ever felt such a feeling.

The eagerness in his heart made him want to curl his lips, leaving his old coldness behind him, and his belated tenderness overflowing his chest, wanting to pour it all out.

With no doubt, the little wife in his arms also received his feelings which he did not know how to express.

With a moist smile in his eyes, he suddenly raised his hand to stop the back of his shoulder, leaned straight-up of his own accord, and gently touched on his lips.

Gu Gui’s hand shook and his whole body cooked[mfn]Anna: it means turns red, but like in a fry your brain type of red.

like his blood rushed to his head and his brain got “cooked” by the heat![/mfn] in place.

Lu Chiqiu’s kisses rained down on him before retreating, and he was still looking at him quietly, his eyes bearing a bright smile.

Gu Gui held his breath as the hot sight scalded his eyes.

The mist barely cooled down and turned the cool, clear pool into warm spring water.

…kissing will have to be erased from the ban list as well.

Even when he arrived home, the reigning Iron Marshal was still so red he could have scalded an egg on the spot.

Fearing that he might burn his tender-skinned wife, Gu Gui could only condemn him to walk by himself.

And, while holding the soft, cool hand in his palm, he made his way through a garden of evergreen plants and led him into the door of the home he had just bought.

Although it was the dead of winter, the courtyard still looked vibrant.

Soft and specially cultivated grass was neatly laid out on the ground, the willows were breezy and a few cooing birds flapped their wings and came curiously up to the strange visitor.

Looking at the bird’s short and hard beak, Gu Gui’s heart tightened and he was about to stop it, but Lu Chiqiu had already lifted his hand and let the chubby, fluffy mass fall into his palm, curiously teasing it with his fingertip, a bright smile percolating between his eyebrows.

…Obviously, his spiritual body transformation was also fluffy with wings.

A fit of subtle jealousy grew within the Marshal as he stared at his young wife playing with the fat doughnut bird that flapped its wings in a cute way for a while before lifting his hand to let it fly away.

Only then, he had abruptly snapped out of his abnormal state of mind.

And this time, he was wearing the bracelet!

The effect of wearing the bracelet was clearly no better than not wearing it at all.

With that realization, the already anxious Marshal was becoming really uneasy, his brows furrowing unnoticeably.[mfn]Anna: My man, it’s called attraction, it’s normal, you just have 20+ years of pent-up sexual frustration.[/mfn] Without the pressure of His Excellency the Marshal, Lu Chiqiu pulled his hand around with great enthusiasm, stopping curiously at each spot for a while.

It was thoroughly dark when Gu Gui, who finally cooled down, insisted on carrying him back inside from among the flock of fledglings.

The winter days were short and the cold came quickly.

Lu Chiqiu’s body was already permeated with a distinct coolness.

The decathlon Imperial Marshal carried his little wife into the bathtub to let him soak in the warmth before he went to boil milk for him with an apron around his waist.

Single soldiers don’t use the kitchen normally.

Gu Gui tenaciously followed the steps to heat the pot, precisely timed for the milk to boil, raised his hand stoically to serve it, but then, it trembled hard, scalding himself with hot milk.

…

Something had to be done!

Unmarked Omegas were dangerous.

They were prime prey in the eyes of some defeated Alphas, and failure to pre-declare sovereignty was most likely to put the little wife at risk again like earlier.

As the thoughts that had been abruptly interrupted on the hovercraft resurfaced, Gu Gui twisted his almost blistered fingers, pacing back and forth a few times before resolutely pulling out the spray bottle he had prepared from his pocket and carefully hiding it in his sleeve.

Meanwhile, Lu Chiqiu had just finished soaking in the bath.

Wrapped in Gu Gui’s large bathrobe, half of it was still dragging on the floor, and half of his head was poking into the kitchen, blinking his eyes and waiting for his goodnight milk.

Gu Gui shuddered at the cuteness and calmly went over.

One hand picked him up and put him on the bed, peeling off the robe, revealing a soft body that had been soaked in hot water.

Lu Chiqiu’s body was not as delicate as it seemed.

Especially when his palm was gently covered, the delicate texture of his porcelain white skin always fascinated him and could even easily shake his heart and mind.

One must protect one’s Omega.

Gu Gui took a light breath, put the milk aside to cool down, and put one hand around his little wife’s shoulders.

“Close your eyes.” Lu Chiqiu blinked with confusion but obediently closed his eyes.

Marshal Gu, just like lightning, took out a small high-pressure spray bottle from his sleeve, held it firmly between his powerful fingers, and sprayed it twice quickly.

In the darkness that obscured his vision, there were two soft sounds of spray in his ears and a delicate cool touch on the back of his neck and chest.

The scent of cedar, with its thin layer of ice between the branches, was like the first chill of the morning jumping in the forest, instantly filling the nose.

“Chiqiu.” Gu Gui held his shoulders with one hand, smoothly slipped the perfume spray bottle into the sweeping robot hovering by the bed, and brushed his fingertip over his little wife’s thin eyelids, making him open his eyes.

“I’ve marked you.”