Chapter 53 2/2

The chapter seems to have a scientific basis; his situation may express the hidden omega skill gene.

He only thought for a few seconds, and when he refreshed the hot search, it changed again to “Interstellar collection of information on alpha impotence to assist medical research with pheromones.”

Old Demon King: “Did you see it?”

Jiang Li: “I saw it. Do you think it’s reasonable?”

Old Demon King: “The research I did during the business trip is related to degeneration, and there happens to be some peripheral evidence supporting this view.”

“See if you can reproduce the phenomenon of impotence during pregnancy, then study the principles and develop drugs. Generally speaking, substances secreted by the human body can be completely metabolized. Such drugs are completely harmless to alphas and are the ideal suppressant.”

The Old Demon King added, “Ideally, the drug’s principle is neutralization, which can solve the problem of the space force.”

The space force also uses suppressants; coupled with long-term exposure to radiation, the glands either become hyperactive or degenerate, requiring Cen Lang as a humanoid pheromone balancer.

If a suppressant’s principle is not purely inhibitory but allows the release of pheromones to neutralize it… Then Cen Lang has to patrol the entire army every six months.

Jiang Li pursed his lips, feeling intrigued. Storm syndrome sounds terrifying, and ultimately, it originates from Cen Lang’s pheromones, which also consume a lot of mental energy to stimulate pheromones.

It’s a topic worth researching.

Jiang Li knows he can make alphas other than Cen Lang impotent, but he has never tried it during pregnancy. According to this theory, as long as he doesn’t want to, Cen Lang can’t control him; he is only platonic.

And he’s pregnant now.

Jiang Li shook his head and printed out the information the Old Demon King gave him.

There was a sound of opening the door on the first floor, and Jiang Li looked towards the door. There should be nothing, right?

Jiang Wanlan looked at Cen Lang, who was obviously injured, and then at Lu Jing, feeling a bit tempted. After Cen Lang called out, he said, “I’ll go take a shower.” Jiang Wanlan asked Lu Jing in a low voice, “Did you really get into a fight?”

After a refreshing and exciting contest, Lu Jing’s hair and eyes were soaked in sweat and turned dark. “No, during the fight, I knocked over the iron frame of the gym and couldn’t avoid it.”

Jiang Wanlan: “Oh.”

Lu Jing doubted: “He deliberately didn’t dodge.”

Jiang Wanlan laughed. “Whether he dodges or not, you have to bear this responsibility.” “Take a shower, cheer up, dress more formally, and there’s a tough battle to fight.”

Lu Jing frowned. Meeting parents?

Wasn’t that the purpose of Jiang Wanlan letting him conserve his energy last night? Lu Jing felt a bit disappointed, not because he didn’t value meeting Jiang Li’s boyfriend, but because… forget it.

After he finished showering, Jiang Wanlan was waiting at the door, having picked out a suit for him.

A newly bought one.

Lu Jing subconsciously touched his pocket, wanting to take out his salary card to give it to Jiang Wanlan to buy things. Jiang Wanlan said, “Someone will come later.”

Lu Jing: “Okay.”

Jiang Wanlan: “You handle it.”

After saying that, he turned and went upstairs, saying, “Remember your duty, Mr. Security.”

Lu Jing:?

He was puzzled, and the doorbell rang. He went to open the door and saw the commander of the neighboring building’s army standing at the door, holding a bunch of fruits with a red note on top that read, “Congratulations to General Lu for recognizing his son.”

Lu Jing: “..

Right, he had been isolated on the Deer Star for a long time, forgetting that the sanatorium was full of powerful figures. For such a joyous event, people would come to congratulate symbolically.

If he came to congratulate Lu Jing’s fiftieth birthday, Lu Jing would coldly reject the guest, but congratulating him on finding his son… He couldn’t be cold-faced.

Lu Jing made an effort to adjust his expression and awkwardly chatted with the commander.

Most of the vocabulary used was “please come in,” “have some tea,” “thank you,” “I’m very happy,” “Wanlan is not feeling well and is sleeping,” “my son’s name is Jiang Li.”.

The visitors from the military were fine; they knew Lu Jing’s temperament. After exchanging a few words of greeting, they shifted the conversation towards military matters and left when enough time had passed. But there was another group of formidable visitors who came for Jiang Wanlan. Fluent in business rhetoric, Lu Jing felt the situation was more challenging than being besieged by five Amis Alliance warships.

Because they had a legitimate reason, Jiang Wanlan definitely hoped to convey the joy of father-son recognition. If, after today, rumors spread that “General Lu doesn’t seem happy about finding his son, and Mr. Jiang didn’t appear,” Jiang Wanlan would be angry.

Anyone with insufficient energy today wouldn’t be able to handle wave after wave of visitors.

Lu Jing sent a message to Jiang Wanlan: “Can you let Cen Lang come down?” He had to admit that Cen Lang was somewhat useful.

Jiang Wanlan: “What’s his status to accompany you in socializing?”

Lu Jing fell silent.

On the third floor, Jiang Li saw a continuous stream of visitors for the first time and realized how extensive the sanatorium was. Of course, not only people from the sanatorium but also many others wanted to show their faces in front of Lu Jing and Jiang Wanlan.

“Do you want to help Dad?” Jiang Li helped Cen Lang deal with the wound on his back and carefully bandaged it, asking.

The atmosphere on the third floor was as warm as that of a couple. Of course, Cen Lang didn’t want to leave his wife, but in Dr. Jiang’s words, there was a hint of asking him to help Lu Jing. So, he found a reason gracefully: “Didn’t you feel it? Mr. Jiang dislikes General Lu as if he’s a blockhead, intentionally.”

Jiang Li blinked. Is that so?