Chapter 7: Two meetings for the mission, one night to complete

Eltz, Verona Restaurant.

This treasure trove hidden deep in the bustling city has become the favorite stage for the upper-class elites to engage in private games with its elegant atmosphere and near-perfect privacy.

Here, power and wealth flow amidst the clinking of glasses, and tacit whispers mingle amidst the lively conversation and laughter. Bright yellow light, like golden crumbs, gently sprinkles upon every antique and every famous painting, rendering the entire space like a legendary golden palace, imbued with mystery and depth.

Fang Su stood outside the corridor of Verona Restaurant, watching Wei Yinan's figure gradually disappear through the door decorated with gorgeous carvings, feeling mixed emotions.

The Zhao family is one of the oldest families in Eltz, firmly rooted in this galaxy almost since the founding of the Boundless Empire. Now, this giant tree has already spread its roots across the Prime Star, its branches covering the heart of the empire.

Unlike his incompetent, dissolute Alpha brother, Councilman Zhao had already distinguished himself within the House of Nobles at a young age. Navigating the complex politics of the Boundless Empire, his ruthless tactics and keen political acumen had quickly established him as the undisputed future leader of Parliament and the guaranteed heir to the Zhao family.

This invitation is obviously not simple... Fang Su was worried.

…

In the Verona restaurant's private room, the candles glow like smoke, the lights look like gold, and every beam of light seems carefully blended.

A handsome man in a charcoal grey three-piece suit walked slowly forward. Every strand of his hair was carefully groomed, revealing his refined and elegant temperament.

"Please sit down."

The man gentlemanly pulled out a chair for Wei Yinan, his straightforward eyes concealing a sharp edge, like a greedy hyena silently observing the movements of its prey in the night.

Wei Yian remained calm. He calmly sat down and stared expressionlessly at the flamboyant Alpha in front of him. "To make a long story short, Councillor Zhao, you..."

"Zhao Yisu, just call me Yisu," Alpha interrupted with a smile. He stood up and filled the wine glass in front of Wei Yinan by a third. He said to himself, "First, let me offer my most sincere apologies to you on behalf of my ignorant brother."

Wei Yian looked at him coldly without answering.

In the glass before me, the deep ruby ​​red of Poitras flows through the glass, exuding a captivating luster. The air is filled not only with the complex aroma of blackberry, cherry, chocolate, and spices, but also with an indescribable ambiguous atmosphere.

"Actually, I've heard of General Wei's name a long time ago."

Zhao Yisu took a sip of the liquid in the cup, with a trace of sincerity and honesty on his face. He said apologetically:

"It's a shame to say that it's thanks to you warriors fighting on the front lines that we, the powerful, are able to enjoy peace on the Prime Star, but my useless brother..."

He looked up at the other person's cold reaction, then changed the subject and said, "Well, let's not talk about him in this atmosphere. This time, I mainly hope to make friends with you."

Wei Yian's reaction to the Zhao heir's overtures was unexpectedly calm. He concentrated on cutting the food in his hands, his movements simple and calm. His long eyelashes cast a heavy shadow on his pale face, making it difficult to discern the emotion in his eyes.

Being ignored... Zhao Yisu couldn't help but lick his itchy canine teeth, a barely perceptible cold gleam flashing beneath his glasses. He stared at the arrogant and indifferent Beta in front of him, and an impulse rose in his heart:

Is this the famous Guang Yi Star? I really want to see the expression of such a person when he loses control... A hungry hyena grins excitedly before hunting, drooling with stinking saliva.

The Alpha's gaze licked Wei Yian's body, finally landing on the ring on his middle finger. Zhao Yisu's expression suddenly became somewhat subtle, as he gently adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, a meaningful smile curling up at the corner of his mouth.

"But thanks to this brat, I have the opportunity to make some friends with you. Lieutenant General Wei is indeed worthy of being the empire's renowned 'Star of Light'. He is truly difficult to hire. No wonder Yi Heng, who is used to seeing beautiful women, is so obsessed with you."

Wei Yian ignored his offense and just wanted to finish eating quickly and end this meaningless meeting.

The system was about to explode with rage: [Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, why is this guy so arrogant! Host, please blow his head off and let him know who the real bully is!]

"I heard that there is pheromone disorder syndrome in the crisis? Coincidentally, there is such a case among our Zhao family's ancestors. That Alpha not only successfully controlled the symptoms, but also used this special physique to enhance his abilities..." Zhao Yisu didn't feel annoying at all and kept chattering.

"Really?" Wei Yinan responded coldly, without any emotion in his tone, as if he was not interested in Alpha's words.

But Zhao Yisu keenly caught the other person's glance, and his smile became even brighter, as if he had foreseen a possibility: "This kind of family secret should not be casually disclosed, but I think General Wei and I have a good impression of each other.

"We do possess medical methods to improve idiopathic genes through reproductive transmission. That ancestor was undoubtedly a high-level Alpha, with countless lovers and numerous offspring throughout his life. Almost all of the Zhao family's direct bloodline benefited from this..."

As he spoke, Zhao Yisu's eyes were fixed on Beta's cold face like a magnet. He seemed to have found a long-lost prey, and his tone gradually became excited.

A primitive impulse surged through his blood, nearly breaking through his disguised beastly skin:

I wonder if this lieutenant general can still maintain this damn calm when he is subservient to others...

Thinking of this, the Alpha's Adam's apple rolled. He couldn't help but tug at his tie, trying to ease the surging instinct: "Although you are just a civilian Beta, it is not impossible for the Zhao family to let you conceive..."

"I don't have a reproductive cavity." Wei Yian interrupted his daydreaming without even looking up. He continued to concentrate on cutting the food on his plate, not caring at all about how shocking his words were.

In the wasteland, babies in the mother nest are tested and classified upon birth, and then undergo "optimization processing." For pioneers like Wei Yian, who are assigned to "development" positions, all unnecessary tissues and organs, such as the appendix, tonsils, body hair, and coccyx, are stripped away upon leaving the factory. Of course, the same applies to reproductive organs.

Although the system had essentially repaired those tissues, it couldn't simply create something that didn't exist in the first place. Wei Yian took it for granted that he didn't possess the ability to conceive; after all, he wasn't a true Beta.

But this is an era where reproduction is paramount. In this ABO society where reproduction is above all else, fertility is regarded as a supreme right and obligation.

It's not just about personal dignity and lineage, it's also closely tied to the continuation of family honor and status. Being a Beta and unable to conceive is almost like being labeled a "second-degree disabled person."

Then, Zhao Yisu's face, overflowing with smiles, suddenly froze, like a statue. His silent breathing almost stopped, and the air was filled with an invisible atmosphere of awkwardness and stiffness.

But not long after, a smile crept onto the corner of his mouth again, and Zhao Yisu said:

“It’s okay, Alphas can give birth now.

"That useless Yiheng has a pretty good image. If the Lieutenant General likes him, the Zhao family can use him to help you conceive a child, which would allow him to realize his final value.

"I sincerely invite you to join our Zhao family."

Hearing this, Wei Yian finally put down his cutlery. He slowly raised his head and looked directly at the Alpha opposite him for the first time - both examining and considering him.

At this moment, humility and arrogance coexisted between Zhao Yisu's brows. His well-dressed appearance could hardly cover up the wildness and desire deep in his heart.

Being able to bend and stretch, he is indeed a talent... Wei Yian couldn't help but comment in his heart.

"I appreciate Councillor Zhao's kindness." Beta's voice was calm and powerful. His attitude was neither acceptance nor complete rejection, leaving Zhao Yisu with enough room for imagination.

"But the foundation of cooperation should be built on equality and respect."

Who's disrespecting whom? You're obviously much more arrogant than me! Zhao Yisu's expression twisted for a moment, but he still smiled and said, "Excuse me, are you satisfied with today's reception?"

"Well, it's okay." Wei Yian wiped his hands and gave a final polite nod. He stood up and left without hesitation, leaving only the tail end of his words lingering in the air: "But I don't like Poitras..."

The room became deserted again. Zhao Yisu stared expressionlessly at the untouched glass of wine opposite him. The deep red liquid shone with an alluring luster under the light.

The Alpha roughly picked up a piece of meat and bit it hard with his sharp canine teeth, as if venting his unhappiness. Warm blood slowly flowed from Zhao Yisu's lips, each drop a silent humiliation, reminding him of his current defeat.

It's no secret that alcohol runs in the blood of the Red Treasure Clan's Zhao Alpha. And Poitras—that's exactly what Zhao Yisu's pheromone is...

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[Ha, what's his attitude? Is he here to apologize? He's obviously here to pick a fight!]

030 endured for a long time, but was still riled up and down. Even in the virtual consciousness space, one could sense His emotional fluctuations.

The atmosphere of this invitation is clearly a Hongmen Banquet between an Alpha and a Beta. Zhao Yisu appears to be sincere on the surface, but in fact he is condescending and arrogant. This attitude is undoubtedly a naked provocation.

[Isn't it just that he's rich and powerful? Based on 030's experience, this kind of person definitely deserves a slap in the face! He's not even qualified to be my subordinate!]

The system was complaining to itself, but found that Wei Yian did not respond at all. His heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but ask cautiously: [Host... do you want to agree to him?

[Although we have a fertility exclusion plan and lack a harem, and his compatibility is 55%, but...]

030 was struggling with the thought. Their plans for bearing children did coincide; as a member of the harem, she also met the requirements for power and resources... A 55% match, while not high, was crucial in the current situation...

But as a survival system in another world, we can't bear to see the host get bullied. We are Long Aotian! We can't let the host do the work for us...

Wei Yian simply ignored the system's brainstorming session, turned around and walked into another room.

The atmosphere here is completely different from the previous one. There is no dim lighting and strong floral scent. Instead, there is a sense of tranquility and elegance. An Omega as clear as jade is sitting in it.