The Overworked Beta and the Paranoid Alpha 71

Chapter 71: Flirtatious Beta

“This route has ended. Thank you for your cooperation. Please take care of your personal belongings and disembark in an orderly manner.”

The announcement from the cabin sounded overhead. The passengers stood up one after another and walked towards the disembarkation gate in an orderly manner.

Wen En, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, stood up, and moved his stiff joints.

Although passengers could walk around and move their bodies during superluminal travel, this kind of travel was still very draining. The Interstellar Federation Empire was vast, and the different rotations and revolutions of each planet within the empire caused a huge time difference between them. Many passengers with poor adaptability found it difficult to adjust in a short period of time.

Fortunately, RV, Wen En, and Della were all well-trained agents. Claire and Romeo had also flown around a lot in the past at the invitation of clients, so adapting to this time difference was not a big problem.

Since most of Planet T27 was desert, the transit station of T27 was also built in the desert. Looking out from the viewing window of the flight transit station on Planet T27, one could see an endless desert.

Dry and fine sand was piled into triangular hills in the distance. Except for the transit station, where the triangular sand dunes had been moved to flat ground for construction, a lot of steel bars had been laid to prevent the buildings from moving, and a large amount of concrete had been poured on the steel bars.

The design of the flight transit station on Planet T27 was very unique. Its exterior was a unique teardrop shape, which could reduce the erosion caused by wind and sand. Unlike the half-open flight transit station on Capital Star, the transit on Planet T27 was basically carried out indoors, which could prevent wind and sand from interfering with the flight to the greatest extent.

After disembarking from the spaceship, the group was in no mood to admire the beauty of the desert. They followed the signs, wanting to leave the transit station.

However, just as they reached the exit, they were hit in the face by a gust of hot wind and sand.

“So hot!” Claire said in shock.

“The surface temperature here today has reached 57 degrees Celsius, the annual average temperature is 45 degrees Celsius, and the ultraviolet index has reached the highest level of red,” Della took out her communicator to check the weather forecast and exclaimed.

She looked up at the cloudless sky. The star hanging in the sky, which was responsible for emitting heat and ultraviolet rays, was like a lava cave, absorbing the moisture of Planet T27.

“What the hell!” Romeo squinted and shouted, “I can’t see! Wen En, my eyes are going to be blind!”

“That’s because you have sand in your eyes,” Wen En said, taking out a pair of sunglasses that protected against the sun, wind, and sand from his pocket.

“What about mine?” Romeo’s eyes were narrowed into two slits, and tears kept streaming down. Fortunately, some of the sand was brought out by the physiological tears, and Romeo could soon open his eyes and see people normally, although the whites of his eyes still looked a little red.

“I only have this one pair,” Wen En said with regret.

He couldn’t help it. It wasn’t his fault. His other pair of glasses had long since been melted into a harmless plastic-resin composite by a red laser under the targeting of the I.F.A.D. headquarters’ security system.

Just then, RV said, “Our contact has arrived.”

In the distant sand, a special sand-faring aircraft was moving rapidly in RV’s direction. Because the sand-faring aircraft was moving too fast, it was surrounded by a “fog” of kicked-up yellow sand.

“Damn it,” RV stared at the sand-faring aircraft and shouted, “Get back to the transit station!”

If they didn’t get indoors quickly, they would definitely be covered in sand by the yellow sand “fog” brought by the aircraft!

Fortunately, they had not gone far from the transit station. When everyone was back indoors, Wen En was quick-witted and, under the shocked gazes of the security personnel on the side, pressed the wind and sand protection button at the entrance. The gate instantly closed.

In a few seconds, the “fog” of yellow sand descended outside the glass gate of the transit station.

“What is this?” the security personnel said in shock. “The weather forecast didn’t say there would be a sandstorm today.”

“That’s not a sandstorm, you idiot,” another transit station staff member ran over. This staff member was obviously more experienced and said, “That’s the wind and sand kicked up by the special aircraft of the T27 official police department.”

Seeing Della’s confused look, the staff member enthusiastically explained to her, “When a sandstorm comes to our Planet T27, you can’t see the sun at all. Because all the sand and dust are swept into the air, it looks like a black mass outside. The security personnel just now is a newcomer from another place and has never experienced a sandstorm, so that’s why he said that.”

“I see. Thank you for your explanation,” Della said with understanding.

Sure enough, the sand fog soon stopped, and the sky turned blue and cloudless again. The sand-faring aircraft just now had stopped fifty meters in front of the glass gate of the transit station.

The door of the aircraft opened automatically, and a man with a white headband got out of the aircraft.

The man was wearing a neat white work suit. He had curly, dark brown hair, eyebrows as thick as grass, and sharp, light brown eyes like an eagle.

A staff member on the side opened the gate and welcomed the man in.

The moment the man came in, a strong smell of Alpha pheromones, similar to the smell of petroleum, rushed over. The smell was extremely oppressive, making everyone present feel a little uncomfortable.

“Are you Mr. RV from Capital Star?” the man walked up to RV, his tone quite polite.

“Yes, hello,” seeing that the man meant no harm, RV extended his hand friendly. “You must be Mr. Tara from the T27 official police department, right?”

“Yes, welcome to Planet T27,” the Alpha man named Tara said, shaking his hand.

“This is Wen En, this is Della. They are both my subordinates,” RV introduced. “This is Claire, this is Romeo. They are… witnesses who are here to assist in the mission.”

Tara looked Romeo and Claire up and down. After a moment, he said, “I know you.”

Tara said slowly, “Not long ago, we investigated a drunk driving official here, and we seized a large number of illegally smuggled art and antiques from his home.”

He did not continue, but his words were suggestive, and everyone present knew what he was trying to say.

“Unfortunately, we are just the most ordinary jewelry salespeople in a shopping mall,” Romeo said “helplessly.”

“Otherwise, we would definitely do our best to help you with the case,” Claire said with a pained expression. “You know, I hate rich people who break the law the most.”

They acted as if it were real.

Tara didn’t say anything, just smiled and said to RV, “We have arranged everything for you. Shall we talk about the details after we get on the aircraft?”

“Of course, thank you very much,” RV smiled politely, turned around, and said to the subordinates behind him, “Let’s go. Let’s get on the aircraft.”

After the group boarded the sand-faring aircraft, Tara politely gave them a brief introduction to Planet T27, such as the climate, customs, and tourist attractions.

“Most of the population of Planet T27 lives in the oasis city. It’s not as dry there, and the material conditions are better. The hotel you’re staying at is also in the oasis city.”

Tara said, “The hotel we’ve booked for you is the most luxurious seven-star hotel on Planet T27.” Then, his tone changed, “By the way, the Scotch brothers are also at that hotel.”

“That’s great,” RV said. “This will save us a lot of trouble in our work. You’ve gone to great expense.”

Tara smiled and nodded. He took out three cards from his pocket and said, “These are the access cards for the hotel’s internal staff. All the rooms in the hotel can be opened with these cards, including the surveillance room, the back kitchen, and other places. I think you’ll need these.”

“Thank you,” RV took the three cards.

“Why are there only three cards?” Romeo watched as RV gave two of the cards to Della and Wen En, but did not give him or Claire any. He whispered in Wen En’s ear, “What about my card? I want one too.”

“Don’t you know how to pick locks?” Wen En said in a low voice. “You two can get around this hotel without a card.”

“You make it sound like I’m some kind of thief,” Romeo said with dissatisfaction.

“Aren’t you?” Wen En said in a low voice.

“Of course not,” Romeo said. “I’ve already washed my hands of it and turned over a new leaf.”

Romeo secretly held Wen En’s hand, his five fingers tightly gripping Wen En’s palm. “Now, apart from your heart, I don’t want to steal anything else.”

“Pfft.”

Hearing Romeo’s words, Wen En couldn’t help but laugh.

But soon, Wen En couldn’t laugh anymore. His smile froze on his face, and his eyes were fixed on Tara, who was sitting in front of him.

Tara, who had been talking to RV, stopped talking when he heard Wen En’s laugh and looked at him with confusion.

A little awkward. To have this happen at work, it seemed that Wen En was not professional enough.

“I’m sorry,” Wen En cleared his throat, suppressed the embarrassment in his heart, and said, “My throat was a little itchy just now, and I couldn’t help but cough.”

“It’s fine,” Tara smiled and said, “I can understand. Planet T27 is indeed drier than Capital Star. Many people who come to work here will suffer from varying degrees of chronic rhinitis or pharyngitis. You can wash your nose with saline to relieve the discomfort after you get back to the hotel.”

“Thank you, but I don’t think it’s that serious,” Wen En said.

As they were talking, the sand-faring aircraft entered the oasis area. The endless yellow sand outside the window disappeared and was replaced by a grassland of withered yellow mixed with green.

The further they drove, the greener and longer the grass on the ground became. The originally barren area with no other creatures besides grass also became more populated with small animals. First, there were small sand mice, which gradually became wild rabbits, and finally, there were even herds of cattle and sheep grazing on the grassland.

The cattle and sheep chewed on the calf-high grass, and they were unmoved by the passing of the sand-faring aircraft, as if they were already used to this kind of thing.

“Those are the herdsmen’s cattle and sheep,” Tara introduced. “They are the nobles of Planet T27. The laws of Planet T27 stipulate that if we accidentally hit them, we must compensate the herdsmen three times the market price.”

Wen En looked at the cattle and sheep with curiosity. He had seen cattle and sheep on farms before, but those were basically raised in captivity. He had rarely seen this kind of large-scale, almost wild, free-range farming.

“You’re very interested in cattle and sheep, Mr. Wen En,” Tara said.

“I find it very interesting,” Wen En withdrew his gaze from the cattle and sheep outside the window. After thinking for a moment, Wen En said, “They’re very cute.”

“The special goat cheese and Wagyu beef of T27 are famous in the Interstellar Federation Empire,” Tara said with a smile. “So these cattle and sheep are also a part of the planet’s GDP.”

“They’re amazing,” Wen En said.

“I know your mission is on a tight schedule,” Tara extended his hand and made an inviting gesture to Wen En. “Excuse me, Mr. Wen En, but I wonder if you could spare some time to have dinner with me before you leave Planet T27? I will take you to taste the most delicious Wagyu beef and goat cheese on Planet T27.”

Wen En was stunned. He pointed at himself and said, “Me?” He looked around at the equally stunned RV and Della, the gloating Claire, and the pale-faced, fiery-eyed Romeo, and said, “Only me?”

“That’s right,” Tara smiled slightly. “Only me and you for dinner.”

Wen En frowned and said with confusion, “Why do you want to have dinner with me? If you have any extra work requests, please communicate with my superior first, instead of taking up my time outside of work.”

“It has nothing to do with work,” Tara said. “I just find you more attractive, and I want to have a date with you.”

So direct, a little too direct. RV was on pins and needles. Della was picking her fingers. Claire continued to watch the show.

And Romeo, he finally couldn’t sit still. Good grief, he had never seen an Alpha with a thicker skin than a cow’s hide. He clenched his fists, and just as he was about to get up to hit and curse someone, Wen En suddenly pressed his shoulder, signaling him to sit down.

“Then I can only refuse you again, Mr. Tara,” Wen En put away his polite smile, and his expression became serious. “We are just temporary work colleagues. I don’t like to talk about irrelevant personal feelings with colleagues. You are a smart person, so you should understand what I mean.”

“Oh, is that so?” Tara looked at Wen En meaningfully and said, “Is it that you don’t like to talk about personal feelings with colleagues, or is there someone at home? Wen En, you have to be clear.”

Tara smiled. The next moment, his action shattered the worldview of everyone present, including the driver who was driving the aircraft while eavesdropping.

“If it’s the latter, OK, I can understand,” Tara said. “I’m a person with a relatively open mind. I’m willing to take a step back and let you have no moral burden.”

Tara took Wen En’s hand and kissed the back of his not-so-delicate hand.

“Wen En, as long as you don’t mind, I’m willing to be your third lover. After you leave T27, I will never pester you…”

Before he could finish, a shadow flashed by, followed by a “bang!” sound. Tara clutched his face and couldn’t straighten up.

“Are you dried cow dung?!” Romeo was furious. He pointed at Tara and let out a torrent of abuse, “Why can’t I get rid of you? If you dare to get within one centimeter of Wen En again, I’ll stuff you in the toilet and flush you down!”

“Shouldn’t I be the one to say that to you?!” Tara clutched his face. At this moment, he had completely lost the sharp and elegant demeanor he usually had. His eyes were red with anger, and he pointed at Romeo and said, “You criminal, you thief, you pretty boy, what right do you have to sit next to Wen En?!”

“That’s enough,” Wen En was so annoyed by these two psychos that he shouted, “Be quiet, and listen to me.”

The two arguing Alphas immediately turned their gazes to him.

“Tara, I ask you, how long have we known each other?” Wen En looked at Tara and asked.

“About an hour or so,” Tara said honestly.

The next moment, he suddenly felt a strong force hit his chin. He was knocked back, and his back teeth bit his tongue. The pain and the smell of blood instantly filled his brain.

Wen En held his fist and said angrily:

“Then what the hell are you talking about!”