Chapter 2
Lan Yexing's head was buzzing from the smell of secondhand smoke mixed with the scent of roses. He tried hard to process what the system had just said. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he fell straight down with a slight thud.
Only then did he realize that the dizzy feeling he had after smelling those scents was not an illusion at all, but that he was really allergic to the smell of those pheromones!
Lan Yexing lay face down on the ground in a daze. He vaguely heard someone passing by and hurried away. After a while, someone seemed to poke his arm and said anxiously and panickedly: "You are my roommate, right? What's wrong with you? Should I help you to bed first or go notify the dormitory supervisor to find the school doctor first?"
Lan Yexing closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. His long eyelashes trembled physiologically. He said with his last bit of rationality: "First, open the window and let in the air."
After saying that, he tilted his head and completely lost consciousness.
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At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, Lan Yexing woke up slowly while lying on his bed.
The interior decoration of the dormitory of this aristocratic school was equally gorgeous and had nothing to do with his impression of student dormitories. The chandeliers and four corners of the ceiling were all decorated with symmetrical and complex ancient patterns.
The green lattice floor-to-ceiling windows have been pushed open, and the pure white curtains are blown by the night breeze. Outside is a balcony that is common in Baroque buildings.
The dormitory was a double room with wooden floors, a separate bathroom, and wooden beds, wardrobes, desks, and other furniture. The center line was used as a boundary to equally separate the two people's living areas. A frail boy was sitting on Lan Yexing's chair at this time, staring at him nervously: "Are you awake? Are you okay?"
Even though all the windows were opened for ventilation, the room was still filled with the strange smell of secondhand smoke mixed with roses. Lan Yexing rubbed his temples, stood up and half-sat up, looking at the other person calmly and gently.
The boy felt more guilty when being looked at, and lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry. I asked him to come here just to make a temporary mark, I didn't expect him to..."
Would want to thoroughly tag him.
The boy's neck turned completely red with shame. "I'm really sorry for causing you trouble. I won't let him come to the dormitory again."
He did admire that man and did have an intimate and ambiguous relationship with that man, so when the susceptible period came, he did not use inhibitors but asked the man to come here.
He was not naive enough to think that someone of the other person's status would treat him as a lover. He just wanted to spend as much time with the other person as possible to express his infatuation and longing for her.
However, for an omega, being completely marked by an alpha is equivalent to giving his whole life to the other party. No matter how much he likes the other party, he will still feel afraid of this.
If the roommate hadn't happened to come back and fainted, and the man didn't like getting in trouble, he really...
The young man lowered his head even more, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Lan Yexing had no idea about markings, and had no intention of delving deeply into other people's affairs. Recalling what the system said before he fainted, it was not convenient to ask the system directly, so he asked the boy: "Who was that person just now?"
The boy was stunned for a moment, but still answered: "Yuan Ye, a sophomore in the business school, whose mental power is controlled by pheromones..." He is a very famous alpha in this school, with a strong family background...
Lan Yexing was slightly stunned: Mental power... is a new term that the system has never mentioned.
The boy was still caught up in his own emotions, lowering his head and muttering, "I like him very much..."
Lan Yexing came back to his senses, thought about it, and kindly reminded: "Judging from what happened just now, he is not a good person." What's more, that guy wanted to pursue Qiao You even though he already had a lover.
The boy smiled bitterly: "I know..."
So Lan Yexing said no more, and he tentatively asked the second question: "What about you? What's your name? What is your spiritual power?" He stretched out his hand to the other party: "My name is Lan Yexing."
The young man was flattered and shook his hand: "My name is Jiang Xiaozhou. Since we live together, I should be in the same department and grade as you. I'm very happy to meet you!"
After that, he smiled helplessly: "As for spiritual power, please don't make fun of me. Only the descendants of nobles have spiritual power. How can someone with such an ordinary background like me have it?"
Lan Yexing: Nobles? So this thing is transmitted through blood?
Jiang Xiaozhou went back to his seat to do his own thing. Without asking any more questions, he got up and went to take a shower.
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After taking a shower, Lan Yexing changed into his pajamas and threw the uniform that he had only worn once into the dirty clothes basket. He also changed all his sheets and quilts.
Even though most of the pheromone smell had dissipated, and even after using inhibitors, Jiang Xiaozhou only had a very faint rose scent left on his body, but Lan Yexing still felt that the second-hand smoke rose smell had deeply clung to his body and bed, and he simply could not tolerate sleeping with this smell.
After everything was done, Lan Yexing sat at his desk and opened a notebook.
The notebook contains the information he compiled after traveling to this world.
Three days ago, when he woke up in the villa, he already had the watch carrying the system on his wrist. His last memory was that he had a car accident in his own world.
The system told him that the car accident caused space distortion before the impact, so he was not injured, but came to a different world that was completely different from the original world.
The system explained to him the concepts of alpha, omega and beta, which are the least numerous, and told him that his mission here was to enter a university and stop anyone from capturing a beta named Qiao You. One year later, Qiao You's destined lover would enroll, and then Lan Yexing's mission would be over.
Money, status and experience were all prepared for him. Lan Yexing was the son of a nouveau riche wool merchant who was admitted to Xingdu University from another place this year. He was ill and delayed his enrollment until a month after the start of the school. This villa was also an asset prepared for him by his family.
The system ensures that there will be absolutely no loopholes or problems with his identity, and he can enroll at any time.
Lan Yexing asked: "What will happen if I don't do the mission?"
System: [The destined lover of Qiao You who appears one year later cannot get Qiao You, this world will be destroyed, the host can no longer return to the original world, and they will die together.]
Lan Yexing, who came from a materialistic world, was completely unable to understand and imagine such illogical things, just like he could not understand how a car accident could cause space distortion and lead him to another world.
System: [Host, you can think of this world as a book, and Qiao You is the protagonist of the book. Your mission is just to help the protagonist Qiao You meet his destined lover and complete the happy ending. Wouldn't this make it easier to understand? ]
[Qiao You and his destined lover will be happy together, and the world will not be destroyed after they are together. After that, I will disappear, and the host can live freely in this new world. This is perfect for everyone, isn't it? ]
Lan Yexing curled her lips: It still doesn't explain why who the protagonist is with is related to whether the world is destroyed or not!
and--
Lan Yexing pointed out the loophole in the contradiction: "If the person who appears in the future is destined to be the protagonist's lover, and they are destined to be together, why do I need to stop others from pursuing Qiao You?"
System: [Except for the destined one who will appear in the future, all other attackers have ulterior motives towards Qiao You and harbor ill intentions, so the host's mission is actually to protect Qiao You from liking bad guys, which is a very just mission.]
Lan Yexing said "Oh" and said, "What if I still refuse this mission? Will you kill me?"
System: [No. The host will not be harmed by me.]
It repeated what it had said before: if that person couldn't get the host Qiao You, he would die along with the world.
Lan Yexing was silent for a moment, then asked one last question: "What about you? What is your essence? Who created you?"
Who is the leader behind you?
The system's voice was still mechanical and indifferent, and it answered as if it had been programmed in advance: [I am the system, and I exist to prevent this world from being destroyed.]
So Lan Yexing knew that he would not get more information he wanted to know from the system.
Lan Yexing was not angry. He just calmly and leisurely wandered around this new world for a day, then accepted the system's task to report to Xingdu University.
He was not moved by the justice of protecting the protagonist. He just wanted to gain more information from the action to find out the truth that he could not deduce logically and to explore the possibility of returning to the original world.
By the way - he neither completely believed that the world would be destroyed, nor did he completely disbelieve it. It was just that because of this part of disbelief, he couldn't be so heartless as to not care about anything - after all, no matter which world he was in, he wanted to live a good life.
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Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Lan Yexing flipped through the notebook that had already written two or three pages, and first wrote the three words "mental power" on a new page.
He searched on his phone for a long time and came to a conclusion: similar non-lethal special abilities are transmitted through blood. In the modern technologically advanced society, most of these abilities have become useless. Most ordinary people only regard mental power as a sign of blood, which means that people with mental power must have noble ancestors.
All available information suggests that these capabilities have no impact on society.
Ordinary people are busy with their daily lives. Even if they really see someone displaying psychic power, they will at most treat it as a topic of gossip before having tea after dinner, and then ask curiously, "Hey, tell me what family your ancestors came from, what celebrities have you produced, and why are you working with us" - after all, there are a lot of so-called aristocratic descendants, and they are likely to become ordinary people.
But judging from Jiang Xiaozhou's reaction to Yuanye, Yuanye obviously doesn't seem like the descendant of an aristocrat who has fallen into a lower class.
Thinking of this, Lan Yexing turned the page and wrote down "Attacker Yuan Ye, alpha, pheromone-based mental power, pheromones suspected to be secondhand smoke, sophomore student in business school."
After thinking about it, he added a hint that his character is questionable.
The system said that Qiao You is also a sophomore in the business school, so he and Yuan Ye are classmates.
And the original surname...
Lan Yexing tapped his pen subconsciously and frowned slightly: Could it be a coincidence?
When he was browsing the news before entering the school, he accidentally saw that Yuanshi Bio and another biopharmaceutical company were the world's two largest inhibitor research and development and production companies.
After neatly recording this information, Lan Yexing closed his notebook and took out his phone to pull up his class schedule:
For some reason, the system prepared him as a freshman in the Department of Literature, and his courses had already been selected in advance.
In this school, in addition to public compulsory courses, professional compulsory courses offered within the college, and professional elective courses, students can also freely choose general elective courses offered by other departments across majors to complete the credit requirements.
Perhaps in order to facilitate the task, the elective portion of his schedule was almost entirely business school courses, and even the required sports item was Qiao You's favorite, football.
Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, there is a required professional course in the Department of Literature, and at four o'clock in the afternoon there is a physical education class.
It has been a month since the start of the semester and he has just started classes. He really hopes that he can keep up with these liberal arts and business courses that he has no interest in and finds very difficult, and at least get a passing grade - after all, failing in college will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.
He had just prepared the textbooks he would need for tomorrow when suddenly the watch on his wrist lit up.
With Jiang Xiaozhou present, the system could not speak directly, but only released tasks in the form of scrolling text on the lit display:
[Tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock, Qiao You, a sophomore in the Business School, will audit two classes of classical poetry, a required course in the Department of Literature, which will talk about poets that he is interested in. His classmate Yuan Ye will come to attend the class together. He will sit next to Qiao You and try to attack him. Please ask the host to stop this from happening.]
Lan Yexing: “…” Is this the reason why the system chose the literature department for him?
At this time, Jiang Xiaozhou's phone happened to ring at another table, so he went to the bathroom to answer the call. Lan Yexing took the opportunity to ask the system: "Do you know where Qiao You is sitting?"
System: [The last row, on the far right.]
Lan Yexing nodded: That's easy. He can just arrive early and take the seat to Qiao You's left.
Then he asked, "Is Yuan Ye a member of the Yuan family? What is the manifestation of spiritual power?"
System: [He is the illegitimate son of the Yuan family. His pheromone-based mental power is very weak and can only affect one omega at most.]
Lan Yexing: "Why didn't you mention the issue of mental power when you explained it before?"
System: [The system has major flaws, I forgot. ]
Lan Yexing: “…”
The system seemed to know that it was not good, and added in a cold mechanical voice: [I will work hard to learn and upgrade. ]
Lan Yexing sighed helplessly: "Then you do your best."
After saying that, he stopped hesitating and went straight to bed after saying good night to the other party. Before going to bed, he set an electric shock alarm on his watch that would not disturb his roommate - this was a new feature he had discovered.
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At six o'clock in the morning of the next day, Lan Yexing was awakened by a mild electric shock from the system. He opened his eyes and there were faint bruises under his eyes.
He half sat up and rubbed his messy soft black hair, then sighed softly: This quilt is not soft enough, it is not comfortable to sleep on, I have to go back to school during the holidays to pick out a comfortable quilt.
At this time, the clear cuckoo and kestrel calls could be heard outside the window. He straightened his slender neck, tilted his head back and looked outside through the half-open lattice window.
The boy's soft hair spread out from his forehead, completely revealing his beautiful yet somewhat sharp light-colored eyes: It was autumn now, and the dim light with a thin mist had flowed in through the white gauze curtains. Green mixed with gold and crimson flooded into his eyes from the gaps in the curtains, and he smelled the heavy, moist fragrance of grass and trees in the air.
The natural scenery here is very similar to the original world.
Lan Yexing looked for a while and came back to his senses. He got out of bed with sleepy eyes, took another set of new uniform including shirt clips, and went to the bathroom quietly - this university is really weird, even daily wear has requirements.
I quickly washed and changed my clothes. It was only 6:15 and my roommate was still sleeping.
Lan Yexing stuffed the textbooks and tablet he would need today into a canvas bag and left the dormitory quietly.
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In order to reserve a seat as early as possible, Lan Yexing did not go to the cafeteria for breakfast. After buying some milk and bread, he walked to the Humanities College buildings not far from the dormitory building.
Today's professional class is held in the main building of the Department of Literature, which is a beautiful and spectacular three-story tower building located on a large lawn. The top floor is an arched bell tower with rich and gorgeous carvings.
Lan Yexing quickly came to an empty small classroom on the second floor. It was still early, and he was indeed the first student to come: Well, today's task is completed.
He walked slowly to the last row, sat down, casually placed the bread and milk beside him, and then peacefully leaned into his arms to catch up on his sleep.
Outside the window, several tall and lush red maple trees sway in the wind, and the layers of maple leaves are as warm as fire.
Half of the boy's body was covered with the shadows of the swaying leaves, and the exposed part of his slender neck was shining white in the morning light and shadows. His slender white wrist moved unconsciously, and the unopened bread and milk at hand were touched to the next table, as if he had prepared breakfast for the people next door.
After a while, clear footsteps were heard in the quiet classroom, and someone sat down gracefully.
Lan Yexing suddenly smelled the extremely refreshing and clean scent of lime.
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