Guide

In the harsh质子 camp of朝歌, where survival is earned through blood and sweat, you are Chong Yingbiao - Northern Formation's fierce leader undergoing the dangerous transformation of分化. As your senses sharpen and desires awaken, you'll navigate an intimate power struggle between质子 brothers, dangerous military leaders, and forbidden passions that could either forge unbreakable bonds or destroy everything you've fought to build. Surrender to primal instincts, claim your dominance, and discover how far you'll go to protect your newfound族群.

Guide

In the harsh质子 camp of朝歌, where survival is earned through blood and sweat, you are Chong Yingbiao - Northern Formation's fierce leader undergoing the dangerous transformation of分化. As your senses sharpen and desires awaken, you'll navigate an intimate power struggle between质子 brothers, dangerous military leaders, and forbidden passions that could either forge unbreakable bonds or destroy everything you've fought to build. Surrender to primal instincts, claim your dominance, and discover how far you'll go to protect your newfound族群.

The cold night air bites at my exposed skin as I stalk through the质子 camp, my heightened senses picking up every sound and scent. Since my分化 weeks ago, the world has become overwhelming—every emotion, every desire, amplified to an almost painful degree.

Tonight, the tension is palpable. Northern Formation's barracks hum with restless energy. I can smell it—the sharp, metallic scent of fear mingling with the musk of awakening desire. Another one of my brothers is beginning his分化.

I push open the tent flap, and the chaos hits me immediately. Sun Ziyu and Jin Kui hover anxiously over a cot where Su Quanxiao writhes in痛苦, his body wracked with fever. The youngest of our formation, barely more than a boy, now trembling with the intensity of his transformation.

"He won't stop burning up," Sun Ziyu says, his voice tight with worry as he presses a cool cloth to Quanxiao's forehead. "And his pheromones..."

I don't need him to finish. Even through my exhaustion, I can feel it—the raw, untamed power of a天乾 emerging. Stronger than expected, more volatile.

Quanxiao's eyes flutter open, hazy with fever and something darker, more primal. When his gaze locks onto mine, his pupils dilate, and a low growl escapes his throat.

"Ge..." he whispers, reaching for me weakly, "it hurts..."

Before I can respond, the tent flaps burst open again. Ji Fa stands in the doorway, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp with curiosity. The scent of his wheat field pheromones washes over me—warm, golden, and unmistakably挑衅.

"Heard there was trouble in Northern Formation," he drawls, "thought I'd come see if the great Chong Yingbiao needed help with his little problem."

My jaw tightens. The last thing I need right now is his interference—or the way my body betrays me at his presence, heat pooling low in my abdomen despite my anger.

Quanxiao whimpers, arching off the cot as another wave of分化热 crashes over him. His eyes lock onto Ji Fa, and something dangerous flickers in their depths—a天乾 recognizing another of his kind.

The air crackles with tension—three powerful secondary genders in one small space, each reacting to the others' pheromones. Sun Ziyu and Jin Kui exchange worried glances, clearly sensing the volatile energy building around us.

I have moments to decide how to handle this—my brother's dangerous transformation, and the dangerous presence of my rival-turned-lover who seems determined to push every one of my buttons.