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Chapter 49


Mu Chenxing pretended to cry while persuading them a few times, even secretly pinching his thigh until his eyes turned red. He successfully coaxed the Omegas into immediately discussing how to convince their parents and the school.

Mu Chenxing took the opportunity to provide them with reference reasons— the school was organizing some students who couldn’t go home for the time being to participate in group training. It was voluntary, and they wanted to learn more, so they applied to stay on campus.

Someone worried, “What if the school doesn’t approve?”

Mu Chenxing said, “I’ll ask.”

He immediately called Yuan Hong on video.

“What’s up?” Yuan Hong appeared on the holo-screen, frowning.

Mu Chenxing said, “Teacher Yuan, people from our Association want to apply to stay on campus for two weeks. How do we go about it? Can you help us apply as a group?”

“…Why are you asking me about your college’s people?”

Mu Chenxing didn’t bat an eye. “I don’t know the leaders from our college anyway. Plus, I’m training with you over winter break, so of course I’m asking you. Or should I contact someone else?”

Yuan Hong said, “…Wait there. I’ll ask around.”

“Okay.”

Mu Chenxing turned off the holo-screen and raised his voice to ask the only second-year student present, Shen Mingtao. “Senior Shen, have there been people staying on campus during winter or summer breaks before?”

Under the gaze of a crowd of Omegas, Shen Mingtao swallowed and tried his best to stay calm. “Yes, lots of students live far away and don’t go home during breaks. They stay on campus to study and train, or go find part-time jobs.”

Mu Chenxing said, “Got it.”

He looked at Tong Xiao and the others. “Looks like applying to stay won’t be a problem. Just worried your families won’t agree.”

“My fathers both listen to me. It’s only two weeks late—won’t delay the New Year.”

“Staying on campus is super safe. My dads will definitely be relieved.”

“With so many of us, let’s video call home while everyone’s here. Parents will feel better seeing so many Omegas.”

Then the group hurriedly made video calls home, waving their holo-screens around to show off their classmates and even pulling classmates over as witnesses.

Mu Chenxing wove through the crowd and found Shen Mingshu, who was standing next to his brother. He hooked an arm around his neck. “Help me out with something.”

Shen Mingshu hurriedly grabbed his brother’s arm and yelled, “What are you doing? Don’t choke me!”

Mu Chenxing said, “I’m video calling—my dad. You vouch for me.”

“What vouching? On what—”

“Dad.” Mu Chenxing greeted Luo Chen on the other side of the holo-screen.

Shen Mingshu, still grabbed by the arm, instinctively squeezed out a smile. “Teacher Luo.”

Luo Chen saw him and softened considerably from his stern expression. “Mingshu, long time no see… Xingxing hasn’t caused you all any trouble lately, has he?” Then he glared at Mu Chenxing. “Why are you choking Mingshu?”

Mu Chenxing: “…”

He let go.

If Shen Mingshu isn’t lying, the original body was basically a giant troublemaker. Luo Chen still managing him counts as not bad.

So he felt no particular emotion and just poked Shen Mingshu. “Dad, I entered a competition. I need to stay on campus for training over winter break. If the school contacts you, just say yes.”

Luo Chen clearly didn’t believe him and frowned. “What competition did you enter? What competition requires training?”

“It’s for next semester, competing with other schools. For training—Shen Mingshu and his brother are staying too.”

“Who says I’m—”

“Aren’t you staying on campus?” Mu Chenxing asked him. “Aren’t you okay with your brother training with me? So many days, and he’ll even be asking me for advice.”

Shen Mingshu: “…”

Luo Chen was mildly surprised. “Mingtao is asking you for advice too? On what project?”

Mu Chenxing coughed. “Once I get good results, I’ll tell you. No surprise if I spill now.”

Luo Chen frowned. “Are you lying again? There’s no competition at all, right? Mingshu, you tell me—is he scheming something again?”

“…No.” Shen Mingshu pursed his lips, reluctantly speaking up for him. “What he said is true. He got into the school-wide top fifty in four events. Finals after New Year, and if he wins, he’ll represent the school in the competition.”

Luo Chen froze.

Mu Chenxing said, “Dad, you believe—”

“Uncle, it’s true. Xingxing is super awesome.” Tong Xiao leaned in politely. “We’ll stay on campus too to train with him. Don’t worry.”

Xia Weizhen jumped in right away. “Uncle, don’t worry. Xingxing isn’t lying—we all entered too, just didn’t make finals.”

“Yeah, Xingxing trained us for two months and dragged us all into semifinals. He’s amazing!”

A bunch of people crowded over, chattering behind the holo-screen to vouch for Mu Chenxing.

Mu Chenxing raised an eyebrow and simply lifted the holo-screen. “Dad, look—so many people vouching for me.”

But their Association’s Omegas were shy and introverted by nature. They could be rowdy in person or yell from behind the camera, but facing parents directly, they all shrank back, awkwardly mumbling “Uncle.”

Mu Chenxing was helpless. “Don’t just call out—Dad thinks I’m lying. Say something!”

“Um, Uncle, I—I can prove Xingxing isn’t lying.”

“Me too.”

“Same here.”

Their voices got smaller and smaller, desperately hiding behind.

Mu Chenxing insisted everyone show their faces on camera, successfully scaring the group of Omegas back several meters. Only then did he laugh and turn back. “Dad, these are my new friends. A bit timid, but super cute and well-behaved. With so many, they can’t all be plants I called to fool you, right?”

Luo Chen was silent for a moment before asking, “These Omegas are all first-year classmates from your class?”

“First-years, not all my classmates—lots from different majors… But all from Medical College.”

“Why aren’t you resting in the dorms or hanging out on weekends? What are you doing here?”

Mu Chenxing bared his teeth in a grin. “Dorms are so boring. Here we can do homework together, chat—way more fun.”

Luo Chen looked at him, his expression seeming a bit complicated.

Mu Chenxing was puzzled. “Dad?”

Hmm, calling a few more times and it doesn’t feel awkward anymore.

Luo Chen came back to himself and said softly, “You seem to have changed a lot.”

Mu Chenxing smiled. “People always change. Plus, Military Academy shapes you.”

Luo Chen looked at him for a long moment. “Alright, got it. I’ll handle your father.”

Mu Chenxing said, “No need. I already changed the school’s emergency contact to you. Just agree when they call.”

He’d gone straight through Zhang Yunli’s back door for that—quick and hassle-free.

Luo Chen was stunned, then frowned. “Have you lost your mind? From now on—”

“I’ve got training here—gotta go~ Love you~” Mu Chenxing hung up and pounced on the eavesdropping Omegas. “Oh yeah? You all dared to hide just now—almost made Dad think I was lying. Time to give you a piece of my mind!”

Everyone giggled and scattered:

“Who told you not to warn us!”

“You didn’t say we had to talk to Uncle!”

“We didn’t make you talk during our calls!”

In the middle of the chaos, Yuan Hong’s message came through—he’d sent a Medical College teacher’s contact info.

Mu Chenxing knew exactly what was up. This was the teacher handling the coordination and registration. He asked everyone first, “Everyone staying for sure? Parents all approved?”

They were all introverted Omegas who didn’t like going out or had no special classes or hobbies—not a single one wavered, all nodding. A few even muttered softly about how their dads wouldn’t mind if they didn’t go home.

Mu Chenxing pretended not to hear and immediately contacted the Medical College teacher.

“Teacher Ning,” he got straight to the point. “Teacher Yuan probably told you. Our Association’s 53—no, 54 Omegas want to apply to stay on campus for winter training.”

“Wrong, wrong—53.” Xia Weizhen nervously patted him, whispering.

Mu Chenxing waved him off. “Nope, 54… Our newest member wants to apply too. Can we, Teacher Ning?”

The Omegas all turned to the sole… temporarily unaffiliated Shen Mingshu.

Shen Mingshu glared furiously. “Nonsense!”

But Teacher Ning said, “Fine by us—as long as parents agree, school has no issue. I’ll send you a System link soon. Have everyone fill it out, and send the link to parents too—they need to sign.”

“Oh, right—this is our school’s first time with Omegas staying for training, so school’s waiving dorm and meal fees. It’ll be listed on the form.”

“Got it, thanks Teacher Ning.”

Mu Chenxing hung up.

Tong Xiao frowned. “Staying on campus waives dorm and meals? That good? Any catches?”

Mu Chenxing quickly said, “The Alliance always takes good care of Omegas. We’re a special group in Military Academy—why not get some perks?”

The others:

“Exactly!”

“Makes sense.”

“Didn’t expect free room and board—score!”

Mu Chenxing saw Tong Xiao still hesitating and hurried on. “Teacher Ning sent the link—forwarding to the group.”

Everyone checked their devices.

“Really free!”

“Medical staff on duty! So thoughtful.”

“Centralized dorms—haha, it’ll be lively with everyone!”

“Gotta follow arrangements—tsk, vacation time, who’s arranging? Just boilerplate.”

“Who cares—perks are good!”

“Heh, my dad won’t object now.”

The group happily filled out the forms.

Tong Xiao scanned the application—no issues, and it was official school stuff—so he filled it, signed, and sent to his family.

Mu Chenxing felt a twinge of guilt. He signed quickly and slipped away to Shen Mingshu, staring him down.

Shen Mingshu hadn’t even opened the link and glared back viciously. “What’re you staring at?”

Mu Chenxing turned away, feigning a glance at Shen Mingtao. “Ah, no pesky little brother in the way—Shen Mingtao these two weeks… tsk tsk, looks pretty good. Guess I’ll just—”

“I’ll sign! My bro’s here anyway—Dad’ll approve.” Shen Mingshu gritted his teeth, opened the link, and signed. “Despicable little villain! Knew you joined the sports fest for my brother!”

Mu Chenxing whistled as the form went through and left satisfied.

Shen Mingshu jumped in rage. “You haven’t changed at all—still so despicable and shameless! Villain!”

“You’ll get used to it.” Chu Yuan patted him soothingly from the side. “He coerced and bribed us into running back then too.”

“Yeah, we cursed him out daily at first.”

“Who’d have thought we’d beat so many Alphas!”

“Stick with Xingxing—no mistakes!”

Shen Mingshu: “…And you’re all staying to train with him?”

Chu Yuan said matter-of-factly, “Of course! This year it’s just him in finals, but next year top fifty—our Association will have tons, maybe even me. We’re staying to get used to it. These events are familiar now—vacation’s perfect for practice!”

The others nearby nodded vigorously.

Shen Mingshu: “…?”

These Omegas look skinnier than me—what are they thinking?

Chu Yuan patted his arm. “If you stay too, play with us. Heard you’re in Class A—great grades, right? I’m weak in a few subjects—mind tutoring? I’ll buy you cafeteria mini cakes~ Their egg cakes are killer.”

Shen Mingshu glanced at the expectant faces around and hesitated. “Fine—” He jerked his chin. “Not like I’ve got anything else to do staying.”

Four days later, still in class, Mu Chenxing got the school notification.

After finals, he needed to stay for the Omega Preliminary Training Test Camp for two weeks. Once teachers confirmed his fitness, he’d join finalists from other schools for group training.

Mu Chenxing was still mulling the schedule when a low gasp came from beside him.

He instinctively turned and met Tong Xiao’s eyes blazing with fury.

He said, “…What’s up?”

The teacher was still lecturing—he whispered it.

Tong Xiao reached over and viciously pinched his thigh—

“…Hiss.” Mu Chenxing’s eyes watered.

Tong Xiao kept pinching.

He hurriedly hugged the arm, pitifully pleading, “Ancestor Xiaoxiao, what happened!”

Tong Xiao shoved his holo-screen at him. “Omega Preliminary Training Test Camp? Hmm? First batch volunteers—54? Hmm?”

One phrase, one twist. If not for class, he’d probably roar right in Mu Chenxing’s ear.

Unable to yell, Tong Xiao started pinching his ears. “No wonder there’s free room and board plus medical care. No wonder parents had to sign off… And here I thought the school was pivoting to a charity!”

“Ow, ow, ow.” Mu Chenxing forced out some tears. “I was wrong. I was forced into it—Principal Fu’s the one who isn’t human, making me trick you all!”

“You’re faking it!” Tong Xiao was furious. “You think this is the first day I’ve known you?!”

Xia Weizhen and the others turned around. “What’s—”

Melodious music rang out—class was over.

The teacher on stage said, “Alright, that’s it for today. We’ll cover the remaining key points next class.”

He shut off the slides and walked out.

Mu Chenxing was quick. He vaulted over his desk in one leap, bounded down the steps in a few strides, and fled after the teacher.

“Mu Chenxing!” Tong Xiao slammed the desk in rage. “Don’t you dare come back to the dorm!”

Mu Chenxing didn’t dare run far—there was still next period.

He poked his head around the doorframe, clasped his hands in a begging gesture. “You’ve pinched me so many times already. Isn’t that enough? Xia Xia, Chu Yuan, and the others are gonna beat me up later too.”

Tong Xiao: “…”

Xia Weizhen and Tao Xirui, ever the curious onlookers, tried to mediate:

“What happened?”

“Xiaoxiao, mind your image!”

Tong Xiao sneered. “Take a look at the notice the school just sent. All 54 of us from the Association—Xingxing bundled us up and sold us off!”

Mu Chenxing hurried to explain. “No, no, don’t put it like that. Sold? Come on. We’re freeloading off the school’s gear, dorms, meals, and pro training coaches! Didn’t it say we’d compete next year? We’re just getting a head start—”

“Mu Chenxing!!” Two shocked shouts rang out as Tao Xirui and Xia Weizhen glared at him in unison.

Mu Chenxing: “…”

Hoisted with his own petard, Mu Chenxing got pummeled by his own dormmates, bombarded by the whole group chat, and ambushed again during evening jogs. In the end, he was forced to offer reparations and got pushed forward as the Association’s rep to negotiate terms with the school.

Sandwiched between both sides, Mu Chenxing: “…”

He’d sweet-talked the little Omegas, and now he had to sweet-talk those old foxes too… Talk about reaping what I sowed!!


This Can’t Be an Omega!!

This Can’t Be an Omega!!

这不可能是Omega!!
Status: Completed Native Language: Chinese
Mu Chenxing met with an ambush and died while carrying out a mission. When he woke, a bizarre heat and dizziness overwhelmed his body. He spotted the shady figures around him and calmly grabbed a wine bottle. Clang! He smashed it and jabbed the jagged edge into his thigh before charging forward— By the time he pieced together what had happened, he realized he'd transmigrated into some bizarre world. The interstellar expanse stretched vast, technology advanced beyond measure, but humanity's classifications were downright strange. His kind was called Omega—weak as dodder vine, their lives seemingly revolving around nothing but marriage, popping out kids, going into heat, and hooking up with guys. Fuck! Pei Yao was notorious for despising Omegas—until he witnessed that spectacular showdown at the mouth of the alley. He caught the lingering scent of wine in the air and suddenly thought, Omegas aren't so bad after all. He couldn't stop thinking about that Omega from that night. When he attended his alma mater's celebration, he ran into that very same pretty Omega with explosive power from the alley. He immediately blocked his path and smiled. "Little beauty, looks like we're pretty fated. Wanna bond with me?" What came back at him was a vicious groin kick from the little Omega. Pei Yao: *Hiss... that's hot. At the University Arena Competition between interstellar universities, a pretty Omega burst onto the scene out of nowhere. He crushed a horde of Alphas and stormed into the finals. Online, the insults, mockery, and disgust began to brew into a storm of negativity. But then the Omega-phobic Admiral—judged doomed to a life of lonely widowhood—suddenly opened a Starbo account. His first post was just a single photo: A bruised-faced Omega kicking an Alpha opponent flying. @Pei Yao: *My wife—handsome, right? The entire net: *...* Mu Chenxing: *...*

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