Mu Chenxing saw that Tong Xiao still hadn’t come out, so he went downstairs and snapped a few photos for Pei Yao.
Pei Yao: “…Isn’t it pretty nice? Omegas like this kind of stuff, right?”
Mu Chenxing: “…This is a military district. Are your dorms like this too?”
“Of course not.” He earned a glare, and Pei Yao immediately backpedaled. “The military’s full of rough guys who wouldn’t know appreciation if it hit them. The good stuff’s saved for you all. Besides, our budget’s limited—we can’t renovate the old dorms. Only your new building got the upgrade.”
He rattled on at length, trying his best to explain.
Mu Chenxing fake-smiled: “Since you like it so much, let’s decorate our house like this in the future.”
Pei Yao choked up.
Mu Chenxing narrowed his eyes: “Don’t like it?”
Pei Yao decisively changed his tune: “It’s not good at all! Who had the balls to slap this flashy crap into a military district? When I get back, I’ll hold them accountable—punish them, punish them hard!”
Mu Chenxing: “…Stop messing around. I’m being serious.”
Pei Yao sighed helplessly: “What am I supposed to do? I oversee the military district, but I can’t micromanage interior design too, right? Your man would drop dead from exhaustion.”
Mu Chenxing got choked up by “your man,” and it took him a moment to reply: “I’m not asking you to handle this mess. I just want the military district to stop treating us like delicate vases.”
“No.” Pei Yao refused.
Before Mu Chenxing could snap, he continued, “Do you know what standard Lin Chuan and the others set for you?”
“New recruits get a physical fitness test. Yours was to run three kilometers in under an hour. And you did it in… 17 minutes 49 seconds. Perfect pass.”
Mu Chenxing: “…”
Pei Yao: “That standard—and all your follow-up arrangements—was jointly decided by every captain and above in the entire military district. I, as admiral, just signed off.”
“Of course, I could force training standards and missions on you, but I can’t babysit the execution, can I?”
“If you want to change how the military district sees Omegas, you’ll have to do it yourselves.”
Mu Chenxing fell silent.
Pei Yao watched him patiently.
After a few seconds, Mu Chenxing asked: “The military district has no other demands on us, right?”
“Right.”
Mu Chenxing suddenly smiled.
Pei Yao raised a brow.
“So, aside from medical duties, we have no other tasks?”
Pei Yao glanced at his document: “There is one—training every other day.”
Mu Chenxing, not holding out hope: “What kind?”
Pei Yao: “Five minutes warm-up, plus three kilometers running.”
Mu Chenxing: “…Got it.”
Pei Yao grinned: “Baby’s got a plan?”
“Not really a plan. We’ll talk later.” Mu Chenxing dismissed the floating holo-screen and prepared to hang up.
Pei Yao: “!”
He sighed helplessly. “Already hanging up? No time for a longer chat? You don’t have anything today, right?”
Mu Chenxing hesitated.
Tong Xiao walked by behind the holo-screen, towel-drying his hair, and coolly said: “Some people puked their guts out today—their faces went white, they could barely walk after running three k, didn’t rest a second, and still had to wait for a meeting. But now they’re busy flirting.”
Pei Yao frowned and scrutinized Mu Chenxing on the holo-screen.
Mu Chenxing: “…Gonna shower. Hanging up.” He quickly ended the video call and glared at Tong Xiao. “It was just one little mishap, and you’re spreading it everywhere.”
Tong Xiao “hmph”ed: “I’ve been out here forever while you dawdle and can’t bear to hang up. Fine, let him go—now shower and rest!”
“…Xiaoxiao, you’re getting meaner.”
Tong Xiao yanked off his towel: “Mean how? Being mean solves 90% of problems!”
…Fair point. Mu Chenxing got up to shower.
By the time he emerged clean, Tong Xiao had tossed a few sets of uniforms into the washer-dryer and even made his bed for him.
Mu Chenxing glanced at the eye-searing pink bedding and frowned: “How did you—”
“Don’t complain,” Tong Xiao called back without turning, as he hung clothes. “Toss it in the dryer before heading out tomorrow.”
Mu Chenxing paused, then pounced: “Thanks, Xia Dad!! Xia Dad loves me the most~~”
The bedding was ugly, sure, but usable. Tong Xiao making the bed and telling him not to sweat the unwashed sheets? Peak thoughtfulness!
Tong Xiao stumbled from the pounce, exasperated: “Time’s up—meeting now, then rest! Everyone’s beat!”
Mu Chenxing chuckled mischievously and let go, flopping onto the opposite bed. “Ahh, way comfier than school. Four-person dorms turned into doubles.”
Tong Xiao: “Got it. I’ll tell Xia Xia and Rui Rui you don’t wanna room with them.”
Mu Chenxing: “…”
He begged for mercy at once.
Tong Xiao finally dropped it and reminded him: “Time’s almost up. Meeting.”
Mu Chenxing: “Roger~”
He opened the group chat and toggled meeting mode.
Everyone trickled into the conference room one by one.
“There should be shops around here to buy stuff, right? Need some tissues.”
“I’ve got some. Sending two packs over.”
“No no, I have too. Just worried I might run out.”
“Oh, I wanna shop too.”
“I brought the most skincare. Wonder if it’ll last months.”
…
Chaotic chatter, lively and bustling.
Once everyone was in, Mu Chenxing spoke: “All here—let’s get to business.”
“I got some intel through internal channels—”
“Pfft.”
“Haha~”
“Heh heh, internal channels.”
“We get it, we get it~”
“…Hey, serious talk!” Mu Chenxing sighed helplessly.
Shen Mingshu: “Keep yapping, and next time you dig for intel yourselves.”
“Like we have internal channels~~”
“Yeah, don’t scare us!”
“Mingshu, your bro’s here too. You can~”
Shen Mingshu: “As if. Most of our seniors from last year and the year before are in the Fourth Military District. You don’t know any?”
“Not close! Not like your bro!”
“Yeah, not like your bro.”
Shen Mingshu fumed: “Bro’s useless! The guy’s got a boyfriend, no little brother left!”
Everyone perked up:
“Shen-senpai’s got a boyfriend?”
“Didn’t hear that at school.”
“Did he snag a Beta in the military district?”
Mu Chenxing glanced at the opposite bed, seeing Tong Xiao lower his holo-screen—too scared to chime in? Haha~
He cut off the excited bunch before protests, diving straight into the topic.
“Anyway, intel says from now on, aside from medical work, our only training in the military district is…”
…
The 64-person online meeting lasted about half an hour, half of it pure chat.
Chaotic yet on-point, lively but serious, it ended with a unified frontline goal.
Afterward, Mu Chenxing buried his head and crashed out, while the group kept chatting.
…
A peaceful night’s sleep.
Up early since he crashed early. Mu Chenxing woke to find Tong Xiao still out, and the group chat at 999+.
These Omegas were hyped—must’ve chatted till dawn.
Still early, so he didn’t wake Tong Xiao.
He quietly tidied himself, pulled yesterday’s uniforms, stripped the bedding covers, and prepped to toss with Tong Xiao’s later.
Just as he finished, Tong Xiao stirred.
Mu Chenxing stripped his bedding too and was about to rouse the others when a military district system message pinged his wristband—
He checked the time, flung open the door, and bellowed into the courtyard of the U-shaped dorm building: “Rise and shine~”
Muffled protests echoed from inside.
Tong Xiao poked his head out, face full of foam: “What’re you doing?”
Mu Chenxing pointed at his wristband: “Medical Department wants baseline checks. Gotta head over early, no breakfast.”
Tong Xiao: “?”
“Why sudden checks? And we’re med staff—depth scans?”
Mu Chenxing: “Dunno. Half hour left. Hurry.”
Rushing to wash up, change, and run to Medical Department? Tight.
Tong Xiao: “!”
He dove back into the bathroom.
Twenty minutes later, all 64 Omegas in uniform assembled downstairs and marched out.
Mu Chenxing ignored how the uniforms looked like petals up close, camouflage from afar, and led the jog.
Luckily, Medical Department Branch No. 3 was closest—slow jog took four minutes.
Beta medics waited at the door, confirmed headcount, and started checks.
All med staff themselves, they took one look at the checklist and knew: this was thorough, no joke.
CBC, hormones, trace elements, liver, kidney, heart, lungs, pancreas… full workup.
Checks wrapped near lunchtime.
Last meal was on Tianhong Star—afternoon tea by time difference.
Mu Chenxing had puked it all up.
By now, everyone was starving, stomachs to spines, dying for chow time.
Mu Chenxing toughed it out and asked the Beta big bro collecting forms: “Do all new recruits get this detailed physical?”
The Beta big bro smiled warmly: “Other recruits? Nah. But your constitutions are weaker, so we go deeper.”
Mu Chenxing: “…”
Frustrating.
They’d already registered here, got afternoon assignments, and it was mealtime.
Cafeteria sign: Lunch 12-1:30.
Just past 11:30, the floral-blue-uniformed Omegas flooded the open cafeteria, sat politely in the dining area, waiting for the ordering robots to boot.
A uniformed Beta popped from behind the glass and beckoned.
The Omegas exchanged looks; Mu Chenxing stepped up: “Sir, can’t we sit here?”
Beta big bro waved frantically: “No no—you here to eat? Come order.”
Mu Chenxing checked time: “But it’s not—”
“No worries.” Beta big bro beamed. “Most ingredients prepped. Eat if hungry! Ignore the clock.”
He coaxed: “Eat quick—main rush at noon, seats’ll be gone.”
Mu Chenxing: “…”
…
Before the 12 o’clock horde, they finished and returned to the Medical Building amid stares from incoming navy-blue uniforms and excited gazes.
The ten-story Medical Building was U-shaped too.
Everyone reported to assigned floors and departments, starting Day 1.
Mu Chenxing eyed “Orthopedics” on his badge, entered with his five ortho-mates full of confidence—and got six stacks of files.
Then the six of them sat in the office reading files!
From 12:30 to 6 PM.
All past cases and care protocols!
…They’d graduated top of their class!!
Midway, Mu Chenxing asked the supervising Beta officer.
The Beta officer kindly refused: “No rush. Heard you all puked on the shuttle yesterday. Physicals aren’t back—rest a couple days first.”
…All puked?
Shen Mingshu eyed Mu Chenxing: “You spread rumors?”
Mu Chenxing rolled his eyes: “You think?”
Beta officer chuckled: “But physiques are weak. Lin Chuan said none of you could stand.”
Mu Chenxing: “…”
In the workplace, total coddling equaled sidelining.
He pondered, then asked Beta Officer Yu: “Officer Yu, since afternoons are free, can we roam? Wanna tour the military district.”
Beta Officer Yu nodded: “Sure. Just don’t disrupt training or patrols. Stay out of offices, gear buildings—wander free.”
Mu Chenxing smiled and saluted: “Thanks, Officer Yu. We’ll six head out for a stroll~”
“Go on, stay safe~”
Mu Chenxing’s smile nearly cracked. Strolling needs safety?
He led Shen Mingshu and crew out of Orthopedics, messaged in the hall: Who’s free? Free ones, ask your officer and join.
