Chapter 111 Top Alpha: He was once a crippled Omega. 21. He…

Today, the school's evening classes included a practical assessment, which went on later than usual. By the time the fog cleared and we came out, it was almost midnight.

He glanced at his watch; there were no new communications or messages.

It seems Qi Pingye's mission isn't over yet; barring any unforeseen circumstances, he probably won't be back tonight.

He felt uneasy and worried, but he also knew that this was inevitable. Ever since Qi Pingye joined Black Lily, this kind of situation would happen every now and then. It would be strange if he could go home to eat and sleep every day after becoming a mercenary.

No matter how many times it happened, Chenwu still couldn't help but worry about it.

With a sigh, Chen Wu walked into the waiting hall.

The hall was quite crowded, with people chatting in small groups. Chen Wu found a corner to sit down, greeted a few familiar classmates, and then pretended to be engrossed in surfing the internet, cutting herself off from the outside world.

He had been studying at this school for quite some time, and although many people showed him kindness because of his appearance or other reasons, he hadn't made many friends.

First, he was concerned about his own and others' identities; second, it was due to his personality—he had no interest.

Just like in Ganlu City, he only had a few friends from childhood to adulthood, and they were all from different phases. When he was a few years old, he had one group of friends, and when he grew up, his environment and experiences changed, he had another group of friends.

Later, around the age of ten, he experienced gender differentiation, and coupled with his striking appearance, he became even more hesitant to trust others, let alone make friends.

Qi Pingye was an exception.

Not long after their first meeting, aside from that strong, testosterone-fueled body, Shen Wu could barely remember anything else. He could only remember the present.

Now, whenever he thinks of Qi Pingye, his heart burns with a mixture of calm and excitement, sweetness and bitterness.

"friend……"

Shenwu felt that the word was beautiful, but it also seemed to trap him.

Thinking this, he unconsciously opened the chat box again to look at Qi Pingye's previous messages.

Not long after I started watching, a mechanical voice came from the large screen in front of me.

"Student ID YH8829, Qi Xin, your practical test score has been released. Please contact us to collect it!"

"Student ID YH8829, Qi Xin..."

Shen Wu looked up, turned off the holographic privacy mode on her watch, and quickly walked over.

Qi Xin is the name on his current fake identity card.

After receiving her results, Chen Wu briefly checked them on her wristwatch and headed out to go home. However, when she reached the lobby exit, she discovered that the door verification system was not yet open.

Seeing this, a classmate next to him said, "Didn't you receive the notice? It was sent by the counselor. It said that there would be an additional temporary physical examination, the kind that simulates pilot training. You can't leave until you finish it."

A temporary medical check-up?

Shen Wu was a little surprised. She thanked the person and then looked at the professional group that he had blocked.

Sure enough, there was a notice that the counselor had sent out not long ago.

Chenwu clicked on it and took a look, then felt something was off.

Previous practical assessments did not include similar items, and what's the point of a physical examination in the middle of the night? We haven't done any preparation, and even if we did the examination, it would definitely be inaccurate and meaningless.

Furthermore, do pilot medical examinations really require such thorough pheromone testing? Do they even need to release pheromones for sample collection...?

He remembered Qi Pingye mentioning that usually they would only check the pheromone level and status.

Shen Wu's mind raced through the troubles she and Qi Pingye had faced, and she took a step towards a secluded spot.

Inside the lobby, hushed conversations could be heard from time to time. Some complained about having to undergo a medical check-up so late, wondering what time they wouldn't be able to go home. But it was just complaining; no one seemed to question the procedure.

"teacher."

Shen Wu dialed the counselor's number: "Sorry to bother you, is this a convenient time to talk?"

The counselor, who had just stepped out of the office, paused at the corner of the corridor: "Is it convenient, Qi? Is there something you need?"

"Teacher, can I skip today's emergency physical exam?" Shen Wu asked, her tone a mix of shyness and apology. "I'm almost at my fever season. Yesterday... my boyfriend temporarily marked me. If I have the exam now, all my indicators will probably look strange, right? Especially my pheromones. I think they'll need to do microneedle extraction, this..."

He seemed to be hesitating about his health.

The counselor, a female Omega, was very understanding of the situation and said, "If it's just been marked, then it's indeed not very convenient..."

"Can I go back first, teacher? I'm not feeling well, and there are people waiting for me at home..." Chen Wu said demurely.

The counselor immediately understood. Remembering the principal's notice, she hesitated for a moment, but still said, "If you're really not feeling well, then you should go back first."

"Okay, thank you."

Shen Wu responded apologetically, hung up the call with her head down, and when she looked up, her eyes were clear.

About half an hour later.

In the principal's office on the top floor, two men dressed neither like students nor teachers sat with their feet up in a chair behind the principal's desk. One had long hair and was sitting with his legs crossed. The other had a buzz cut and was leaning against the sofa. They both looked up at the projected screen.

On the screen, freshly printed medical examination reports scrolled rapidly.

The principal sat beside him, a respectful smile on his face, occasionally raising his hand discreetly to wipe away sweat, concealing his nervousness.

"This, this, and this..."

The man next to the sofa raised his hand, swiped on the screen, and pulled out a list of names after intelligent filtering.

"Get the detailed information on these three people."

He said to the principal.

"Okay, okay."

The principal quickly stood up.

"Of the more than 1,000 people, 18 were absent due to leave, and their information has been retrieved."

“Okay…” The principal replied while operating the system and accessing the files. At the same time, he glanced curiously at the screen in front of the man. The three students he had brought up all seemed to have the same screening criteria: they were all Omegas under the age of thirty with rose-scented pheromones.

The principal prayed inwardly that the person they were looking for wasn't here; otherwise, given his abilities, he really wouldn't be able to protect his own students.

You should know that these two plague gods are from the Scorpion Gang. The Scorpion Gang dominates the eighth and ninth tiers of Far Voyage Star, and even the board members of their school who have some connection with the military can't afford to offend them.

I don't know why, but suddenly they came to their school and wanted to do some kind of impromptu medical examination...

Speaking of which, it seems like a lot of schools are doing this lately. Could it all be because of the Scorpion Gang?

While pondering this, the principal pulled up the student files.

There were three files, plus eighteen that were on leave, making a total of twenty-one files. The man by the sofa opened and checked each one one by one.

“No need to look,” said the long-haired man nestled in the principal’s chair. “Students who enroll within three or four months, with black hair and good looks, but their features are unclear due to obscuring at the time. Their pheromones are suspected to be roses, but the specific variety and scent are unknown. Their grade is no lower than A… There are none here.”

"I told you, coming to the school to investigate is useless..."

"Based on the age given above, there's a high probability that this person is still in school," said the man with the buzz cut.

“Only good families go to school. People like you and me, we started hanging around in our teens. Who would look for us at school when we're in our twenties?” the long-haired man scoffed. “With that effort, you might as well search other places a few more times…”

The man with the buzz cut remained unmoved, still carefully examining the file: "We're checking other places as well; we can't overlook any possible location."

The long-haired man pursed his lips, yawned, and said nothing more.

"Call these three students here."

The man with the buzz cut clicked on three holographic images.

The principal wiped his brow and raised his wristwatch to contact the academic advisors. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the principal's office door, and an advisor led in two young students.

The man with the buzz cut glanced at them and asked, "Why are there only two?"

The counselor smiled and said, "Oh, I see. One of the students asked for leave because he said his fever period was approaching and he had been flagged for it. He wasn't feeling well, so I let him go home first."

The principal's forehead instantly broke out in even more sweat.

He secretly glared at the counselor, leaving the counselor quite puzzled.

The man with the buzz cut paused, then said nothing more, only casually inquiring about the two students. A few minutes later, he turned to the counselor: "Do you know Qi Xin, the one who asked for leave?"

What do his pheromones smell like?

The counselor looked embarrassed: "I know a little about it... but things like pheromone scent are too private, I definitely wouldn't know."

"Occasionally, if it's not controlled properly and some escapes, I haven't been able to smell it?" the man with the buzz cut said.

The counselor said, "Well... I think so. Qi Xin is the best at controlling pheromones I've ever seen, but she still has a slight scent before and after her heat cycle, it's probably floral..."

"May I see his leave request?" the long-haired man suddenly asked.

At some point, he had put away his somewhat bored expression and looked over with a smile.

The supervisor was taken aback: "He made a phone call..."

"Play the recording," the long-haired man said.

“This…” The counselor looked at the principal.

The principal quickly waved his hand.

The counselor was puzzled and didn't know what the two people did, but seeing the principal's statement, he turned on his wristwatch and played the recording of the communication when Chen Wu asked for leave.

Not long after, the door to the principal's office opened, and the man with the buzz cut and the man with long hair walked out one after the other.

“The thirteenth suspected target in the Ninth District, go check him out.” The long-haired man suddenly spoke in front of the elevator.

"There are only twelve in total, where did the thirteenth come from?"

The man with the buzz cut looked surprised.

"he."

The long-haired man snapped his fingers, and a clear holographic image popped up on his wristwatch—a young man with slightly long black hair, amber eyes, and striking features; he was an exceptionally handsome Omega.

The man with the buzz cut frowned: "He seems to be fine. Although he meets most of the basic requirements, his identity card doesn't have any entry or exit records from Y3 modified planet, and his pheromone level is only B..."

"He's definitely up to something."

The long-haired man interrupted him: "Want to bet?"

The man with the buzz cut paused and looked at the image.

...

On the same night.

In the underground wine cellar of a villa in the third-class district, Qi Pingye followed the guidance of the spider-like machine, avoiding the people lurking among the wine cabinets, and moved forward silently.

"Ye Ping, don't act rashly. I'll contact the deputy captain and the others immediately. These people are of unknown identity, but to pull off such a scheme, deceiving the AI ​​and those instruments, they're definitely not ordinary people..."

Wang Qian's voice was playing in my headphones.

Qi Pingye remained expressionless, raised his hand to lower her voice, and turned off his own microphone.

For a moment, all he could hear were the sounds coming from the spider-like machines.

"Be reasonable! What does the chaos on Far Voyage Star have to do with me? I was on Central Star at the time, a hundred and eight thousand stars away from here..."

"Nonsense! You dare say that the sudden appearance of so many alien species on Far Voyage Star has absolutely nothing to do with your Light Party? As a high-ranking member of the Light Party, you couldn't possibly be unaware! Back then... it was because we suspected you that such a tragedy occurred..."

"The alien species are extraterrestrial beings. What does that have to do with our Light Party? Do you really believe all the nonsense some random people on the StarNet are spouting? If something were really wrong, wouldn't those opposition parties who are eyeing us have already found the clues, exposed it, and ousted us from power?"

“Brother, calm down. You used to be a Silverwing soldier, oh no, a member of the Legion, right? We can talk…”

"You old bastard..."

Qi Pingye's breathing tightened slightly.

The amount of information conveyed in those few short sentences was so overwhelming that he was somewhat dazed.

He quickened his pace, eager to know more, but the next second, a whooshing sound suddenly came from behind him.

Qi Pingye suddenly turned his head, his blade flashing, and fiercely thrust forward.

At the same time, a third voice came through the spider-machine: "Boss! Someone has infiltrated!"

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Author's Note: [Hands clasped in prayer] I've recently had a severe dry eye attack, so I'm currently in one-eyed mode [Facepalm and laughing emoji] My writing efficiency is a bit low, and my drafts are dwindling.

If I encounter a backlog of chapters during the National Day holiday, I might need to take a leave of absence for one or two days, no more. If I do take a leave of absence, I will post a leave notice; otherwise, it means I didn't take a leave and will continue updating as usual. Thank you all, my little angels!