WMSR — QT Chapter 186

Chapter 186

At this point, Colin still didn't connect this matter to a heat period, as the deeply ingrained concept that Bai Yichen was an alpha remained firmly rooted in his mind. Moreover, as an omega, he could sense Bai's alpha pheromones, so how could he possibly attribute Bai's condition to a heat period—something exclusive to omegas? Besides, alphas and omegas were only sensitive to each other's pheromones, while judgment toward the pheromones of their own kind was much lower. Consequently, the clear, sweet fragrance on Bai that incited his desires only led Colin to assume it was simply another manifestation of skyrocketing alpha hormones.

Just like that, this day passed amidst Colin's tossing and turning. Early the next morning, Aaron came to visit once again, and what greeted him was naturally a Bai Yichen who had fully recovered to his usual state.

Seeing that Bai Yichen was completely unharmed, Aaron finally put down the heart that had been suspended all through the previous night. Only, his attitude toward Colin today was somewhat peculiar: whenever Colin extended a hand in his direction, he would subconsciously recoil backward, prompting Colin to cast several bewildered glances his way, wondering why this fellow was treating him like a walking virus today.

Ultimately, Colin only curled his lip inwardly, thinking to himself that for someone so excessively paranoid of him to still constantly run over and provoke his Bai, this guy was truly persistent beyond measure.

And so, this episode passed without further mishap, leaving behind only two lingering aftereffects: first, Aaron became exceedingly cautious about maintaining physical distance from Colin; and second, Bai Yichen firmly locked into his memory that no matter how grueling it felt, he must always lock his bedroom door before injecting an inhibitor.

Following that eventful night, Colin doted on Bai Yichen with an intensity that reached an absolute pinnacle. After all, a blissful tomorrow had to be forged with one's own hands, and having tasted a tiny sliver of sweetness that evening, how could he not yearn for that day to arrive sooner?

Eventually, after exhausting every possible method at home to boost their rapport, Colin sensed that elevating their emotional bond might require more than just staying indoors; perhaps he could try going out on a proper date with Bai, doing the kinds of activities ordinary couples engaged in. That way, the warmth between him and Bai might escalate even faster. With that thought in mind, Colin proposed the request to venture outside to Bai Yichen.

In this world, omegas were not permitted to roam about alone at will: unmarried omegas generally traveled in groups or accompanied by family relatives, or otherwise frequented recreational venues exclusively designated for omegas, whereas married omegas typically went out under the accompaniment of their partners.

Hearing Colin's request to go outside, and recalling that Colin hadn't stepped foot out of the house even once since their wedding, Bai Yichen deliberated for only a brief moment before readily giving his consent.

When Colin saw Bai agree to accompany him outside with such effortless ease, the smile blooming across his face became simply unstoppable, sweet enough to drip honey.

Observing Colin's such openly radiant joy, Bai Yichen remained silent for a short while before stating, "Whenever you want to go out in the future, you can mention it to me at any time."

Stunned in disbelief, Colin lifted his head to find that his alpha had already turned away, seemingly engrossed in studying his terminal.

Heaven alone knew how desperately Colin wanted to lunge at his alpha right at that moment and plant a million fierce kisses on him. Yet, terrified of startling his alpha, Colin ultimately forced those impulses down, maintaining a composed, poised smile upon his face.

While Colin happily busied himself preparing for a date outside with Bai Yichen, Aaron arrived at his own designated workplace.

That's right, Aaron's presence on this planet was for the purpose of executing a mission. Although the most paramount reason for this trip in his heart had been to check up on Bai post-marriage, the underlying catalyst enabling him to secure assignment to this planet was precisely this official mission.

Almost the moment Aaron appeared, several of his team members hurried over to greet him: "Captain."

Aaron nodded toward them and asked, "How's the investigation going?"

At this inquiry, the team members immediately wore troubled expressions. "We haven't found any tangible leads. The place was cleaned up meticulously, leaving virtually no traces behind."

Aaron frowned and instructed, "Let's go take another look."

With that, the group stepped through a concealed, half-buried metal doorway set into the ground, navigated a long, narrow corridor, and emerged before an underground experimental base—one small in scale yet fully equipped with all functional sectors. Here stood chilling, spine-chilling experimental operating tables, a cold-storage vault that had once housed alpha corpses, alongside testing instruments and a central control room.

Had Bai Yichen laid eyes upon this place, his blood would undoubtedly have frozen instantly in his veins, for this was the very nightmare from which he had struggled so bitterly to escape—the underground experimental base belonging to that madman, Amborah Cole.

Aaron followed his team members, touring the base from end to end once more. Along the path, all he witnessed were his subordinates painstakingly scouring every corner for hidden clues.

Ever since an anonymous tip led to the official sealing of this experimental facility, the demise of the infamous Amborah Cole had naturally been hailed as a deeply gratifying triumph. The crux of the issue, however, lay in the fact that nobody knew precisely how Amborah Cole had died. Even the exact coordinates of this exceptionally well-concealed base had been supplied to them via Amborah Cole's personal communicator by an unknown individual, and upon arrival, they had encountered nothing more than Amborah Cole's corpse alongside the lifeless bodies of those alphas resting inside the cold-storage vaults.

Although the official information broadcasted across the star network painted a picture of universal celebration—declaring that Amborah Cole had perished and that the empire was actively contacting the victims' families to dispense compensation, as though the entire ordeal were thoroughly resolved—the reality was that imperial authorities had contributed minimal direct effort and possessed scant interior intelligence. What troubled them far more profoundly was that a subsequent, exhaustive sweep of the facility revealed certain sections of experimental documentation and data missing, while the premises had been deliberately sanitized down to the removal of fingerprints. Such a development was glaringly abnormal. After all, given that Amborah Cole was already dead, precisely who else could have carried out these actions?

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