Buy The Marshal Omega Chapter 11

…Feathered Serpent? Lu Rong unconsciously repeated X01’s words.

Just moments ago, when X01 was briefing him on the information of this universe, it had mentioned in passing that this was a world with beastmen, including but not limited to merfolk, centaurs, and feathered serpents. Even the royal family of the Kulkulkan Empire were feathered serpent beastmen. But knowing it was one thing; seeing it appear before his eyes was quite another.

It took Lu Rong a long time to pull his gaze away from the feathered serpent.

X01 flew back to Lu Rong’s side. Yes, a feathered serpent, a type of beastman. He has used up all the nutrient solution in the treatment pod, and there isn’t even any supplementary solution left in the mixing chamber. That might be why his vital signs are like this. We need to help him add some treatment fluid.

Lu Rong snapped back to his senses and withdrew his gaze from the feathered serpent. How do we refill it?

X01 quickly accessed the storage records of the entire craft and led Lu Rong to the medical room’s warehouse. Lu Rong hauled out two sets of treatment fluid components and, under X01’s guidance, replaced the empty mixing sets.

Once everything was done, the fluid in the treatment pod became rich and viscous again, submerging the feathered serpent entirely. The pure white creature looked as if it had been sealed in wax within the pod, becoming a specimen.

Lu Rong stood to the side, watching the alarms flashing on the treatment pod. It seemed the replenished fluid was taking effect, as the frequency of the alarms was decreasing. He suddenly remembered that when he woke up, he seemed to have been in a similar treatment pod, wearing nothing, with the wounds on his body completely gone. The treatment pod’s healing effects were excellent; it had cured his blast injuries.

Only when the alarms stopped completely and the monitored values on the pod turned green did Lu Rong look away. He breathed a sigh of relief, his tense nerves finally relaxing, and realized belatedly that he had been excessively nervous just now. He stretched his neck and immediately felt a wave of throbbing pain coming from the area of his gland. Lu Rong reached up to touch it; it felt somewhat hot.

It was likely because the Omega before him had released too many Omega pheromones during his explosive heat. Even though Lu Rong was wearing a wristband to isolate the pheromones, it had still affected him.

He was cautious, and since this was a very peculiar time, he didn’t want his gland or pheromones to cause any issues or interfere with his judgment. Lu Rong looked at X01: X01, help me find some suppressants suitable for an Alpha.

After X01 pulled up the inventory list for the medical room and searched through it, it began to change colors in a confusing, multi-colored display.

What’s wrong? Lu Rong couldn’t understand the signal.

X01 displayed a question mark. There are no Alpha suppressants here. However, I found that there were two sets of high-strength Omega suppressants in the warehouse before, but they were all used up within a single day.

Two sets?

Yes, twenty vials in total. Enough to poison a bull.

Using twenty vials of suppressants in such a short time.

Now Lu Rong also fell into silence.

This world not only had a vast map and diverse species, but even its diseases were strange. Planet Astar had never seen a condition like explosive heat.

But even without prior knowledge, he could realize what using twenty high-strength suppressants implied. On Planet Astar, high-strength suppressants had always been controlled substances. According to the dosage of high-strength suppressants on Planet Astar, twenty vials could leave an Omega’s gland permanently disabled.

Such unrestrained use could only mean the heat had reached a critical level, and even after using them all, it seemingly had no effect.

Lu Rong’s gaze fell on the broken half-vial of medicine on the floor. He guessed it was the last high-strength suppressant and couldn’t help but ask: So, is it certain that explosive heat is fatal?

X01 floated back and forth in the air, turning itself into the shape of a cross: Yes, most people cannot survive past the third episode. The treatment pod can only briefly improve the complications brought by explosive heat. These complications include coagulation dysfunction, which leads to thrombosis.

X01: It might not sound very serious, but when coagulation abnormalities reach the extreme, it causes massive hemorrhaging. Simultaneously, the fusion of blood with extremely high concentrations of pheromones forms embolisms, blocking blood vessels and causing organ infarction.

X01: These things happen in an instant. If it were a healthy feathered serpent, they could probably recover. But explosive heat itself weakens a feathered serpent’s repair capabilities. Perhaps a feathered serpent can endure more episodes, but the final outcome is the same.

After a pause, X01 added: He also used a massive amount of high-strength suppressants. Those do great damage to the body as well. He’s completely disregarding his injuries, relying solely on his recovery abilities.

This feathered serpent truly didn’t seem to care much about being injured. In Lu Rong’s mind, the scene of their struggle just now was still vivid. The way the other party had dislocated his own hand without changing his expression and then calmly snapped it back into place was truly ruthless. Yet, when Lu Rong had pinned him down with all his strength or held a gun to him, he had seemed very sensitive to pain and touch.

X01: Wait a moment, I’ve decrypted his medical records… He…

What is it? Lu Rong asked.

X01 went quiet for a while, seemingly working hard to process and calculate something. Ten seconds later, it expanded the medical record information directly in front of Lu Rong. The first piece of information was the patient’s name: Feinier Kim K.

X01 drew two heavy lines under the name. This person! There’s something wrong with him! I thought he looked familiar just now, and now I finally know why.

Lu Rong’s gaze fell on Feinier’s name, and he began to form some inexplicable guesses.

Do you know where this ‘Kim’ comes from and what ‘K’ is an abbreviation for? X01 spun in a circle in the air. Others might not know, but I have this information in my database. The baptismal name for Shaxi’s generation of the Kulkulkan Empire is ‘Kim.’ This point has never been made public, and very few people know it. As for ‘K,’ it can only be an abbreviation for Kulkulkan, because—

X01 projected a photo in the air of a man with short white hair and light brown eyes. Lu Rong could tell this person’s temperament was somewhat different from Feinier’s, but they looked eighty to ninety percent alike.

This is Crown Prince Shaxi.

Lu Rong stared at Shaxi’s photo. In his mind, the information X01 had briefed him on earlier jumped out. Combined with Feinier’s own behavior, things that seemed unrelated suddenly had a thousand threads of connection, weaving into a whole.

The current Emperor of the Kulkulkan Empire was named Shaan. He had only one son, Crown Prince Shaxi. Shaxi was a Beta, while the person before him was an Omega—the genders didn’t match. Furthermore, rumors said Shaxi was more skilled in painting and writing and had zero political sensitivity; people were already mocking him as a future king of a fallen nation before he had even ascended the throne.

Coincidentally, however, the Empire’s current Marshal was named Alfonso. Marshal Alfonso was very old, nearly 300 years old, and was close to retirement age. It was heard that Emperor Shaan recently intended to promote a new Alpha rising star to take Marshal Alfonso’s place. Rumor had it that the person had black hair and black eyes, with an ordinary appearance but ruthless methods. His name was Feinier.

However, for some reason, the matter of promoting Feinier had recently been shelved.

This Feinier had illustrious military achievements and a fearsome reputation. He was the “Iron Blade” cultivated by Emperor Shaan himself, responding to every imperial command without fail. To some extent, Feinier defended Emperor Shaan’s wavering imperial power, forcing ambitious nobles and the predatory Alliance to keep their distance.

When he first heard the name, Lu Rong had even remarked on how unique it was. It wasn’t a name from any linguistic system on Planet Astar, and he wondered if it had some special meaning.

And now, this seemed to have become evidence of him stumbling upon an imperial secret.

X01 said: This completely explains why Shaan trusts Feinier so much. They are family. And the feathered serpent’s mimicry ability allows his disguise in the military to be flawless. But now, because of the influence of the heat, he can’t maintain his disguise anymore.

In this light, everything that happened before made sense. Lu Rong’s expression became somewhat subtle.

No wonder Feinier’s first reaction upon realizing he had forgotten to wear his mask was to kill him. If it were Lu Rong, he would have done the same. Anyone who discovered his secret had to die; only the dead were truly safe.

Feinier was clearly still too merciful. After hearing Lu Rong’s sophistry, he had let him go.

Lu Rong couldn’t help but smile.

If the sleeping Feinier knew his identity had been completely leaked right now, he would probably crawl out and kill him to silence him without hesitation. Lu Rong even suspected that if he had agreed to completely mark Feinier just now, he might have been cleanly executed by Feinier immediately after the marking was finished.

Not knowing what Feinier’s true intentions were, Lu Rong smiled somewhat helplessly. Let’s see if there are any targeted treatment plans in the medical records.

X01’s reading speed was faster than the human eye. By the time Lu Rong asked, it had already sifted through the records and extracted useful information.

X01: Generally speaking, correct treatment is divided into two types: one is removing the cause, and the other is symptomatic treatment. This medical record has clearly been redacted. The cause of his explosive heat isn’t stated, so we can’t solve the problem from the root. We can only treat the symptoms.

X01: According to the previous treatment plan, we just need to ensure the treatment pod has enough fluid. The pod will handle various situations as they arise in real-time.

X01 paused: But this treats the symptoms, not the cause. In the records, he has actually had ten episodes of explosive heat, six of which occurred in the last two months. It’s a miracle he’s not dead. How did he manage to live in a military full of Alphas in this state?

X01: An ordinary person with this frequency of episodes probably wouldn’t survive the third one. He’s really being reckless, relying on the powerful physical constitution of a feathered serpent. Every one of these episodes is very likely to be life-threatening.

No wonder the matter of promoting Feinier was shelved. Had he been abandoned?

Lu Rong crossed his arms and studied Feinier’s face, summarizing: So, we can leave after refilling the treatment fluid? Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a certain value on the glass cover flashing red again. He turned his face to look. In the vital signs column, the real-time heart rate was only in the 40s. Is it okay for a feathered serpent’s heart rate to be this slow? Is this a problem?

Just as he asked, the real-time heart rate flickered and dropped to 24 bpm. A line of small text appeared below reading “Abnormal Heart Rate.” It flickered again soon after, and the heart rate dropped to 19 bpm.

The empty medical room was instantly filled with red light. The treatment pod emitted a sharp alarm, and the latest blood pressure result popped up on the glass cover: 40/21 mmHg. Following that, three bright red words surfaced—”Resuscitating.”

The sudden deterioration of the condition happened in an instant. Lu Rong almost didn’t have time to react, but the three words on the treatment pod were vivid and piercing. He immediately realized that the treatment fluid was not enough to combat the explosive heat. Is there any other information in the medical records? What can we do now? He looked at X01, his brow furrowing deeper.

X01 was speechless for a moment. The medical records were redacted. The automatically recorded treatment plans were all about enduring it with treatment fluid.

Powerless. They could only watch.

Lu Rong’s frown deepened. The red light of the resuscitation flashed through his body again and again, illuminating his face in red. His body tensed involuntarily, and images flashed through his mind—his wedding, that attack, the explosion that happened at his feet.

Everything had been just as sudden. He had been powerless, watching everything happen, and then the dust settled, leaving things irreparable. He was trapped on this planet with nowhere to go. It wasn’t just that he had lost everything; he had been cruelly thrown into a wasteland by fate, walking into the empty universe with a sense of powerless anxiety.

Lu Rong’s Adam’s apple moved. He swallowed, gulping his suppressed emotions into his lungs and trying to breathe them out, but it only made his breathing more labored.

The resuscitation system in the treatment pod continued to run. The intelligent medical system made generalized judgments based on the monitoring results, successively administering drugs to raise blood pressure and improve the heart rate, but the effect was poor. The heart rate continued to drop.

12 bpm.

8 bpm.

The alarm became increasingly urgent. The electrocardiogram column on the treatment pod suddenly turned into a straight line. The alarm sound was instantly stretched to infinity. The words “Resuscitating” suddenly changed to “Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation in Progress—” and then Feinier, submerged in the treatment fluid, twitched. His serpent tail coiled and tightened with his twitching movements, churning the treatment fluid violently. A wave of water suddenly splashed against the protective cover of the treatment pod, leaving a wet, greasy mark. It carried an icy chill that flowed into Lu Rong’s heart. For a moment, he couldn’t speak or react.

The resuscitation continued. The intelligent medical instruments in the treatment pod were incredibly busy, yet Feinier, lying in the fluid, was extremely quiet. His closed eyelashes had become gentle, and his face was as pale as paper—even becoming increasingly deathly white.

All of this fell upon Lu Rong layer by layer like water-soaked gauze, weighing him down until he couldn’t breathe. He knew he had to do something to alleviate this oppressive sense of powerlessness.

Lu Rong looked down at his suppression wristband and casually adjusted the pheromone release column to the lowest setting. He quietly released his pheromones, and the rich Alpha scent slowly invaded through the treatment pod’s ventilation ports.

Cardiopulmonary resuscitation was still ongoing. Feinier’s body was like a soft silicone toy, twitching repeatedly due to the compression and stimulation. He seemed to gradually stop looking like a living creature and instead truly separated from life, becoming a cold and wretched object.

It wasn’t that Lu Rong hadn’t seen death. During the ten chaotic years on Planet Astar, he had been forced to see many people off—his close friends, his subordinates, his teachers. But none of those times had made him feel this powerless.

He was alone. He couldn’t save what he had already lost, and he was powerless to help the stranger dying before him. Everything he once possessed had turned into quicksand, slipping through his fingers. He couldn’t grasp anything.

Are you alright? X01 seemed to sense something was wrong and flew in front of Lu Rong to ask. I suggest you take deep breaths and do something else to detach yourself from traumatic emotions.

Lu Rong didn’t follow the advice. As if he hadn’t heard, he remained immersed in his emotions, taking a few steps forward on his own until he reached the side of the treatment pod.

Perhaps the soothing effect of the pheromones was working, or perhaps the medical treatment was slowly taking effect. After another twitch from Feinier, Lu Rong saw the treatment pod display the heart rate returning to the 60s, and the blood pressure also slowly rose. It might have been his imagination, but Feinier’s complexion seemed a bit more flushed.

The situation seemed to be improving. Lu Rong’s brow relaxed slightly, but a string in his heart remained taut.

Explosive heat… can it only be solved through a complete marking? Lu Rong asked X01, who was hovering nearby, unsure of what to do.

X01 flashed slowly a few times, seemingly thinking or searching, and quickly gave an answer: Of course. And it must be a 100% compatibility match.

So that’s how it is. The clues in his mind connected, and Lu Rong suddenly understood why Feinier had abruptly tested their compatibility earlier.

X01: Some scholars have also proposed that the gland can be removed, but very few people survive the surgery to remove a gland.

X01 sounded somewhat worried: Not to mention, his current state wouldn’t support such a surgery. If it were anyone else, they would have died just now.

X01 circled Feinier’s treatment pod: We can only see how his luck is this time and whether he can pull through.

Lu Rong frowned, a scale swaying in his heart. He didn’t know what to choose.