Do Not Run On A Stormy Night

Xu Pei, a pheromone specialist, found himself inexplicably thrust into a pheromone-less world.

His acute sensitivity to scent made him an indispensable aide to He Yixun, yet the burden of his omega nature often entangled him in troublesome predicaments. Amidst the chaos of gunfire and chaos, his heat arrived prematurely, forcing Xu Pei to gently tap He Yixun’s shoulder, murmuring, “Sorry, I need to interrupt for a moment.”

He Yixun, in the middle of leading a tactical push-through looked at him in utter confusion: ?

Senior superintendent He Yixun had known no other reality until his encounter with Xu Pei, to which he then learned of the existence of a world unlike his own. His initial intention had been to assist Xu Pei in returning to his world, but unexpectedly, he found himself there too.

With scarcely a moment to acclimate, Xu Pei seized He Yixun by the arm and whispered, “The Speaker is arriving. Show proper deference.”

He Yixun, looking at the first-grade introductory handbook in his hands, seemed to muse silently. “So your physical constitution is different from mine.”