After The Mission Failed, The Scumbag Alpha Ran Away - Chapter 53
53: Execution Day (1)
Under Chi Ruo’s reminder, Jiang Youbai informed Lou Huaiche about Ning Yunze’s situation. Lou Huaiche didn’t say much else, only stating, “Even if it’s just a corpse, I’m taking him away.”
Jiang Youbai asked, “Haven’t you found his location yet?”
“No. I suspect Jiang Qingxian never actually detained him. Xiao Ning seems to have vanished into thin air.”
“Or Jiang Qingxian lied. She’s bound to the system and has already killed Ning Yunze.”
Lou Huaiche: “Like I said, even if it’s just a corpse, I’m taking him away.”
The two ended their discussion on the matter and continued with their original plan.
Jiang Youbai noticed that Chi Ruo was surprisingly well-suited for prison life.
For safety reasons, in the Empire’s prisons, death row inmates and those serving heavy sentences were not allowed to participate in any group activities. Their daily range of movement was limited to a single cell of less than five square meters.
Although the old emperor was harsh, he still followed the proper procedures when sentencing the two to death. Regardless of how perfunctory those procedures were, it showed that their treatment in prison wouldn’t be deliberately worsened—especially since Jiang Qingxian had already made arrangements beforehand.
The logic was simple: these people were about to die, and they had been swiftly convicted and sentenced. Showing them some basic decency in their final days wasn’t too much to ask.
The prison cut off all lighting at 10 p.m. sharp, and the restrooms stopped providing hot water. As a result, Chi Ruo would finish showering by 9 p.m., go to bed by 9:30, and by the time the lights and hot water were cut off at 10, she was already asleep.
At 7 a.m., a piercing alarm would sound in the cell. Prison guards delivered three meals a day at 7:30 a.m., noon, and 6 p.m.
In between, Chi Ruo’s daily activities consisted of doing exercises, inciting other inmates on her floor to harass the guards with her, and reading books when she had free time.
Within two or three days, Chi Ruo became proficient at using the Human Federation’s personal terminal. She compiled all the useful information she obtained in prison and sent it to Lou Huaiche and Lou Chuxue.
From then on, her prison life gained a few more recreational activities.
Chi Ruo sighed to Jiang Youbai, “Not to brag, but this is honestly way more relaxing than life outside. It’s regular, healthy, stress-free, and there’s no idiot boss who calls you at 4 a.m. to delay your salary.”
Jiang Youbai asked, “This idiot boss…”
“Yes, it’s you.”
Jiang Youbai: “Wait a minute, haven’t you woken me up at 4 a.m. because you couldn’t finish reviewing documents?”
“That’s employee revenge, got it?!”
Most of their time was spent preparing for their prison break on execution day and learning how to use Federation weapons.
The Federation’s technology was highly advanced. Compared to the Empire’s stagnant technological development over centuries, the Federation’s progress was rapid.
Fawon Star’s natural conditions were extreme, making human survival there barely possible. To survive, the Federation poured almost all its resources into technological development to combat the harsh environment.
Even so, the Federation’s population continued to decline, and the resources available for exploitation dwindled. They had no choice but to turn their attention to Pandora Star.
Due to the extreme environment, the core philosophy of the Federation’s technological products was resource maximization—using the least cost to create the greatest value.
In terms of weapon design and development, the Federation’s technology wasn’t as advanced as the Empire’s. It was only in recent years, for the sake of attacking Pandora Star, that they began researching weapons for warfare.
Time passed day by day. Half a month later, it was Chi Ruo’s execution day. Despite the growing protests from Omegas and Betas across the Empire’s internet, nothing changed.
“Why execute a victim? Even if it’s excessive self-defense, how can you just execute her outright?”
“According to Empire law, every death row inmate’s case should be fully transparent. Arrested, convicted, and sentenced all in one day—this entire process wasn’t made public at all. It was just a formality. Why?”
Omegas and Betas across the Empire took to the streets, distributing flyers and protesting this farce of an execution.
As time passed, a desperate fury spread throughout the Empire.
The old emperor, lost in his hallucinations and delusions, grew even more determined to execute Chi Ruo.
As the execution date approached, Jiang Qingxian was reinstated as Crown Princess and appointed as the chief supervisor responsible for maintaining order and security during the execution.
The execution was scheduled for July 10th at 8 p.m., broadcast live across the entire network.
Starting at midnight that day, public discussion of the event reached an all-time high and continued to skyrocket.
“Live broadcast of an execution? Is this something that should be broadcast?”
“The Alpha elites aren’t even pretending anymore, huh?”
“Chi Ruo was raped by Alpha patrol officers. It’s hard to imagine whether the Alphas who claim to protect my safety every day are humans or monsters beneath their skins.”
“Why say ‘forced formal marking’? Just call it rape—why be so vague?”
Many Alphas were mixed into these discussions as well.
“Chi Ruo killed two Alphas in excessive self-defense. Doesn’t she deserve to die? Those two Alphas were young and promising, pillars of their families. One even held a baronet title. She destroyed two families.”
“If I were an Omega, I’d be ashamed enough just going into heat in public. Can you blame those two Alphas for marking her? Wasn’t it her fault for going into heat first?”
Their comments triggered fierce backlash from Omegas and Betas.
“Is this Chi Ruo’s shame? No, it’s the Empire’s shame!”
“I’m done. Is this what high-ranking Alphas are like? I checked—many of the people saying these things are Empire elites. What’s wrong? Can’t measure up to Chi Ruo, so you’re throwing a tantrum?”
“I was classmates with Chi Ruo. I remember her saying back then that Alphas would only ever trail behind her, helpless and furious. Hah, looks like she was right.”
The Alphas weren’t about to back down.
“Tsk tsk, what’s the point of your helpless fury now? Tonight at 8 p.m., it’s live broadcast.”
“You kill someone, you pay with your life. That’s how it works.”
At 8 p.m., the live broadcast began on schedule.
The process was as follows: at 8 p.m., Chi Ruo would be taken from her cell; at 8:10, she’d arrive at the execution ground; at 8:30, Crown Princess Jiang Qingxian, the supervisor waiting at the execution ground, would personally carry out the execution by firing squad.
When the Empire’s prison guards and fully armed patrol team entered the prison with automated cameras, Chi Ruo was still doing her exercises.
Her restraint suit was crumpled into a ball on the floor, filthy beyond recognition—it looked like it had been used as a rag or something.
Contrary to the Alphas’ expectations, Chi Ruo wasn’t mentally broken or tortured. In fact, she looked no different from usual.
The other prison cells had been sealed off at 7 p.m., leaving only Chi Ruo’s cell visible to the cameras.
When Chi Ruo saw the guards open her door, followed by a swarm of flying cameras, she grinned and flipped the cameras the middle finger.
A guard scolded her, “Do not insult Empire law enforcement!”
There had originally been plans to interview Chi Ruo, using her as a warning to other unruly Omegas, but Jiang Qingxian had canceled it. Seeing Chi Ruo’s attitude, the guard thought it was just as well.
Chi Ruo willingly held out her hands for the guards to cuff her, asking with genuine curiosity, “Do you need to gag me? What if I say something inappropriate?”
The leader was the Prime Minister, who sneered, “His Majesty fears no one’s slander.”
Chi Ruo was handcuffed and put in a restraint suit, then pushed in a wheelchair toward the execution ground under the watchful eyes of the cameras and guards.
Hearing the Prime Minister’s words, Chi Ruo shifted in her restraints and leaned lazily against the wheelchair. “Then I’ll speak my mind.”
“I know this is live,” Chi Ruo moved her hands, the laser cuffs crackling. “I’ll keep it short. This is mainly for the Alphas who want to see me humiliated. You’re not actually feeling smug, are you? Realizing I don’t care about you and even look down on you—must be infuriating, huh?”
She looked directly into one of the cameras. “Also, thank you to all the Omegas and Betas—and maybe some Alphas, but that’s the bare minimum—who’ve spoken up for me these past few days.”
“To every Omega and Beta watching this broadcast and caring about me: I hope none of you are bound by the rules Alphas have set. I know many of you don’t have the means or strength to resist, but that’s okay. We must remember that our true selves, our essence, are not something Alphas get to judge.”
The guards silently pushed Chi Ruo toward the execution ground.
The execution ground was set up in the prison yard. Five patrol aircraft hovered overhead, and the prison was surrounded by fully armed Empire guards inside and out.
Chi Ruo couldn’t resist cheerfully chatting with the cameras. “Hey, everyone, look at this! What an honor! Not even a fly could get in here!”
The execution ground was simply arranged: a chair and a cleanly prepared area. Jiang Qingxian stood in the center, a gun at her waist, with a heavily armed patrol team behind her.
Chi Ruo was pushed onto the execution ground.
Under the night sky, the execution ground was brightly lit.
The silent patrol team and the noisy hum of patrol aircraft surrounded Chi Ruo in her wheelchair, a dark mass looming over her.
The execution was scheduled for 8:30, so there was still some time before Chi Ruo would be shot.
Chi Ruo did the math and figured there was still a while before Lou Chuxue and Lou Huaiche’s planned rescue. Smirking, she said to the cameras, “Hey, can everyone hear me? Whether you can or not, I’m gonna keep rambling.”
“This is off the cuff, so I won’t say much. Since I was little, I’ve been told over and over that Alphas are better than me, that their paths are easier, that they’re smarter, that they can do everything I can’t—good or bad—because they’re Alphas.”
Chi Ruo laughed loudly. “The truth is, I’m just better than Alphas. Of course, I could also be worse than them, but the reason should never be ‘because I’m a Beta.’”
“To every Beta and Omega watching this broadcast: Today, I wish for you—and for myself—to smash this cage and grow freely, wildly. No need to be disciplined by anyone, no need to be bound by anyone.”
As her words ended, a gunshot rang out across the execution ground. From all directions, small aircraft suddenly appeared, having somehow bypassed the Empire’s surveillance and security lines.
Some of these aircraft slammed into the five patrol planes, transforming and extending upon impact to swiftly dismantle them.
Within seconds, the aircraft reassembled into larger mechas.
Everything happened in mere moments. Jiang Qingxian, standing at the center of the execution ground, shouted, “All units, alert!—”
Her voice was drowned out by the deafening noise. Before anyone could react, the descending aircraft fired beams of light, cutting the guards surrounding Chi Ruo in half.
The execution ground descended into chaos.
Under the bright lights, bl00d sprayed everywhere. Chi Ruo sat in her chair, wrinkling her nose in disgust. “Ugh.”
The execution ground was awash with bl00d. The guards, guns in hand, nervously surrounded Chi Ruo, too afraid to approach.
On the prison rooftop, a petite figure stood at the edge, holding a megaphone in one hand and waving with the other. “Hey—lights over here!”
The megaphone carried her voice clearly to every corner of the execution ground.
The ground was lit up as if it were daytime. Many couldn’t help but look up at her.
Dressed in black tactical gear, she seemed to have something strapped to her limbs.
Satisfied that the guards were watching, she tossed the megaphone aside and leaped off the roof.
Just before hitting the ground, jets of gas shot out from her feet, cushioning her landing.
Only then could people see the mechas strapped to her limbs—definitely not Empire technology.
Lou Chuxue activated the mechas on her feet and sprang into the air, landing beside Chi Ruo in an instant. The mechas on her arms morphed, firing blue beams that severed Chi Ruo’s restraints and laser cuffs.
Chi Ruo stood up, stretching. “Perfect timing?”
Lou Chuxue bounced excitedly on her mechas. “Nah, you were giving such a speech—I started ten minutes early.”
Chi Ruo eyed the sleek, high-tech mechas on her. “What are these? Can I play with them later?”
Lou Chuxue scooped Chi Ruo up bridal-style, then kicked off the ground, carrying her into the air. Chi Ruo yelped and clung to her shoulders.
Lou Chuxue whispered in her ear, “These things are crazy hard to make, super energy-intensive, and the materials are expensive. We only have two sets. You’ll have to wait your turn.”
“Let’s go rescue Jiang Youbai!”