After Clinging to a Big Shot, the Pitiful Omega Got Pregnant - Chapter 2

“Bingo!”

A crisp electronic voice suddenly rang out.

Ji Xia’s heart jolted. He looked around, trying to find the source of the sound, but found nothing.

“Hello, Host. I am the Love-Dress-Up System, serial number 077. Congratulations, you have been granted a poverty-relief slot by the System Bureau. The system will do its best to help you escape the fate of a cannon-fodder destined to die!”

Ji Xia had been working all kinds of jobs since he was little. He dropped out of school before finishing junior high to make money. His days and nights had been swallowed entirely by endless work, leaving him no time to follow the trendy novels of the day. “System” and such things—he had never even heard of them.

But that didn’t stop him from accepting the system’s sudden appearance and asking it for help.

In a very small voice, he asked: “You can help me? How?”

“Host, last night the system already projected the plot of this book into your mind. You are a substitute cannon-fodder in a novel called Love Battleground. Because you look very similar to the original protagonist (the shou), you are repeatedly ravaged by the three scummy gongs—imprisoned, violated, censored… until finally you are abandoned, left homeless, and die one rainy night on the streets. To change this tragic fate, the system has already devised three possible strategies for you.”

“What strategies?”

“Host, you can just speak to me in your mind. Strategy one: climb your way up to the Alpha who stands at the peak of power in this book. With his protection, no one would dare touch you.”

Ji Xia wasn’t well-read, but he was clear-headed. He thought it over and realized that for a poor little rural Omega like him, climbing all the way up to the peak of power was absolutely impossible.

He mentally poss-ed away that option and asked: “What about the second one?”

“Marry the Alpha at the peak of power in the book. Once you have status and identity, you won’t have to fear anything.”

Ji Xia: …………

This one sounded even harder than the first. Clinging to his last bit of hope, he asked: “Isn’t there something easier?”

“Yes. Give birth to a baby for the Alpha at the peak of power. This is simpler—just steal a little of his… sperm.”

Ji Xia fell into despair: “……… Isn’t there any other way?”

“No. Only by clinging tightly to the thigh of the peak Alpha can you escape the fate of a cannon-fodder substitute. Otherwise, no matter how you run, the will of the book will keep delivering you to those scummy gongs.”

Ji Xia pressed his lips together and asked: “Who is this peak Alpha?”

“The very man you are about to meet at the villa—Fu Yuan! Head of the Fu Corporation, the most powerful man in this book!”

Ji Xia’s vision went dark. “But… in the dream, he didn’t like me. He strangled me and kicked me out of the villa.”

“That’s the original plot. The system will help you change it and escape the cannon-fodder fate! Please rest assured a hundred and twenty thousand percent—Host, you will surely win Mr. Fu’s favor.”

Ji Xia’s tightly furrowed brows had just relaxed when he heard the system continue: “However, to unlock the wardrobe, you’ll need to pay a small fee. Either a little money or Mr. Fu’s favorability points. Right now, it’s a super bargain—only five hundred for your first time. Host, don’t miss this chance.”

Ji Xia, with empty pockets: ………………………………

The car drove into a villa district and quickly stopped in front of a luxurious villa with its own garden.

Chen Chaofei got out first and opened the door for Ji Xia.

Ji Xia climbed out quickly, not wanting any contact with the man before him.

But Chen Chaofei was quicker. He raised his arm against the roof of the car, boxing Ji Xia in between the door and his body.

His voice was soft: “Xia Xia, don’t be afraid of gege. Gege is also forced into this—it’s just my job.”

Ji Xia pressed his lips together and said nothing.

Chen Chaofei sighed helplessly: “Xia Xia, I know you don’t trust gege right now. But remember what I’m telling you. You’re about to meet a very powerful, very dangerous Alpha. You might suffer some injuries, but don’t be afraid. As long as you release your pheromones, it won’t be too bad. Gege will definitely help you.”

Ji Xia lowered his head slightly, his eyelashes trembling.

He remembered that in his dream, Chen Chaofei had said the exact same words. And naïve as he was, he had been completely fooled by the man’s fake gentleness. After Fu Yuan strangled him and threw him out of the villa, Ji Xia had dazedly followed Chen Chaofei away.

And that was where the nightmare began.

Ji Xia pressed his lips tighter, turned his head away, and ignored him.

A flicker of impatience passed through Chen Chaofei’s eyes, but he forced it down.

From this angle, the little Omega before him looked very much like the one who haunted his dreams—Su Su. If not for that resemblance, he would never waste so many words on such a rustic, dirt-poor rural Omega. Once he got his hands on him tonight, he would take everything back with interest.

The almost-gentle smile at his lips deepened: “Let’s go.”

At the villa door, Chen Chaofei used a key to open it.

The moment the door swung open, the aura seeping out from inside made Chen Chaofei’s fingers tremble. He had intended to go in with Ji Xia, to make the little Omega rely on him more.

But the territory of a top Alpha was suffocating. He didn’t dare cross that threshold.

Keeping his voice gentle as always, he said: “Go on. I’ll be waiting right outside, don’t—”

Bang!

Before he could finish, Ji Xia slammed the door hard, shutting out the demonic whisper.

The door smacked Chen Chaofei’s nose, and bl00d gushed out.

He immediately tilted his head back, pulling out a handkerchief to staunch the bleeding. The gentle gaze in his eyes was instantly devoured by sticky malice.

He couldn’t understand why this little rural Omega hadn’t fallen for his charm.

But no matter. Soon, the Omega would be thrown out. Once that happened, Chen Chaofei had a hundred ways to get his hands on him. And then, he would make sure the boy learned what it cost to resist him!

—

Ji Xia stared at the tightly closed door for a long moment. Only when no further sound came did he let out a breath of relief. He turned around, pressing his ear intently to the silence of the villa.

It was early September, dusk. The last rays of sun stretched across the luxurious villa floor through the French windows, laying a long band of light. The rose petals on the coffee table gleamed with crystal droplets.

The villa was quiet, save for his faint breathing and the pounding of his heart.

Ji Xia asked: “System, that Alpha… Mr. Fu—he’s not home yet, is he?”

“Host, Fu Yuan is still at the company.”

Ji Xia’s taut body loosened slightly. He leaned back against the door and asked: “System, I have no money. What do I do?”

“This is very difficult, Host. Without money, you can’t open the wardrobe. Without wearing the system’s clothes, it’s absolutely impossible to change the plot. … Unless—do you have anything you could use as collateral?”

Ji Xia’s small serious face creased into a frown. No—he didn’t have a single valuable thing.

After a moment of silence, Ji Xia moved.

Standing by the door forever wasn’t a solution. He slipped off his old but carefully washed white sneakers. Not wanting to dirty the spotless floor with his bare feet, he sat down in the entryway and used his already-deformed white T-shirt to carefully wipe the soles of his feet.

Only after doing that did he cautiously step into the villa, which was clearly worth a fortune at a glance.

At the staircase leading upstairs, Ji Xia stopped. He looked at a ceramic vase taller than himself. His eyes lit up. “System, this looks expensive—can it work?”

“Host, this is not your possession…”

Ji Xia pressed his lips together, bargaining: “Once I stay, I’ll ask Mr. Fu to give it to me. Then it’ll be mine.”

As he spoke, his ears flushed red. He wasn’t confident at all that Fu Yuan would give him such a vase. But he wanted to live, and he would fight for the chance.

“…The system will try.”

In the blink of an eye, the huge vase vanished.

Before Ji Xia could react, a shrill alarm blared in his head, stabbing him with pain.

“Warning, warning! Violation detected! Cease immediately!”

“Cease immediately!” …

Ji Xia crouched down in pain, clutching his head.

“Ho…st… cha…otic… err…or…”

“Cease immediately!” … The sharp alarm gradually weakened, replaced by the system’s faint, broken voice: “Ho…st… sus…pec…t…!”

Ji Xia’s head spun. After a daze, the ringing in his ears finally faded. Bracing himself against the stair rail, he asked worriedly: “System, are you okay?”

“No prob…lem… just… energy… deple…tion… Need rest… A while… Wardrobe… will open… in fifteen min…utes… Please, Host… hurry… to the master bedroom…”

Finally managing to swap into the system’s clothes, Ji Xia felt half a burden lifted from his chest.

He looked toward the staircase leading up and after a pause, went upstairs. Before long, he found the master bedroom and stepped inside.

It was enormous. The decoration and furniture were more opulent than anything a poor countryside child like Ji Xia had ever seen. The faint herbal fragrance in the air was stronger here.

It was slightly bitter, but Ji Xia liked it—it made him feel calm.

He sat cross-legged on the carpet by the sofa, hugging his knees.

As he waited for the transformation, he remembered the Alpha who had strangled him in the dream. Fear crawled back up his spine. “System, do your clothes… have magic?”

“Yes.”

The mechanical electronic voice was cold and emotionless, but it gave Ji Xia all the reassurance he needed.

Just as he let the rest of his tension ease away, the sound of the front door opening came from downstairs.

Ji Xia’s body trembled. His ears pricked up, his catlike eyes wide, unblinking, fixed on the doorway.

“The target has returned. Wardrobe transformation will take another ten minutes. Host, you must hide somewhere first.”

Step, step, step—

Footsteps ascended the stairs. From the sound drawing closer, it was clear—the Alpha was heading straight for the master bedroom.