After Transmigrating Into a Scummy Alpha, I Have Unlimited Krypton Gold (GL) - Chapter 6

“But Xue Cheng really, really didn’t want to die—especially not in some tragic, miserable way. “

After coaxing Liu Wuyuan into sleep, Xue Cheng didn’t dare leave her side for too long. What if something happened again? Still, the scent of a little Omega in heat was like a sweet, tempting lollipop—drifting past her nose with hints of creamy milkiness that tugged at her senses.

It was making her fidgety, so she rubbed her nose and slowly backed away from the bed, eventually squatting against the far wall, idly drawing circles on the floor with her finger.

That’s when a burst of static—like a broken radio signal—suddenly buzzed in her head. Xue Cheng clutched her temples with a soft groan, shaking her head, thinking she was just getting a bout of tinnitus.

It wasn’t until two or three minutes later that the noise finally died down.

Then came a chirpy, childlike voice, unmistakably synthetic—sweet and cutesy but with a clear mechanical tone:

“Hello, dear Host! Sincere apologies for the delay. Due to previous temporal turbulence, our signal was disrupted. I’m Xiao Yi, and I’m here to deliver your compensation package!”

[Compensation Package: 100 taels of silver ×1, multifunction military knife ×1, antibiotics ×1.]

“Your items have been successfully delivered. You can view or retrieve them anytime by opening your system inventory. Please note, you currently have only 15 inventory slots available.”

“Also! Due to the signal interference earlier, you missed your premium bonus. So, we’re giving you double the reward this time!”

[Host spent 5 coins on a bowl of noodles for the female lead. The female lead’s mood improved. Reward: 50 coins. Bonus: 50 extra coins.]

Xue Cheng blinked, stunned, completely lost. What the hell was going on?

She opened her mouth to speak but immediately remembered the peacefully sleeping Liu Wuyuan beside her. She quickly slapped a hand over her lips, not daring to make a sound and risk waking the poor girl.

In her mind, she asked cautiously:
“You… what kind of system are you?”

As someone whose soul had crossed over from another world, Xue Cheng adjusted to the idea of having a cheat system fairly quickly. Honestly, having a system was way better than fumbling through this world completely blind—it was already hard enough as it was.

“Ah! I’m so sorry, Host! I totally forgot to introduce myself. I’m the Super Value Cash-Back System! Every penny you spend on the female lead earns you double in return!”

The system sounded adorably self-conscious, and even without a body, the tone somehow conjured the image of a cute little girl awkwardly scratching her head.

Xue Cheng sighed inwardly. This system… kind of sounded dumb, but in an endearing, human way.
Just as she thought that, the little voice grumbled in her mind:

“Xiao Yi is not dumb! There were just a lot of glitches caused by the temporal storm, and I’ve been scrambling to fix them. Forgetting a few things is totally normal!”

Xue Cheng humored her with a couple of mental “mm-hmms” and then asked,
“Xiao Yi, is that your name? Are you the one who brought me here? And… is there a way to go back?”

“Yep! Xiao Yi is my name, Host! But… you can’t go back to your original world. You… kind of died there. Your body was cremated. And… probably already scattered into the sea.”

Xue Cheng: “……”

Could she not use such a cheerful voice to say something so heart-wrenching?

“Don’t most systems come with some kind of mission or goal? Like, if I successfully romance the female lead, I get a reward and can return to my old life?”

Xue Cheng wasn’t ready to give up. She still had family back home, unfinished studies, all that hard work for a degree she never got to receive… Dying suddenly like that—her family must’ve been devastated.

The system went silent for a moment, then finally replied with an unusually heavy tone:

“I’m really sorry, Host. You ended up here because your soul detached from your body after death and was drawn into this world by the system. It’s a form of reincarnation. But… if you fail to successfully bond with the female lead and change her fate, you’ll die again—according to the original plot. And this time, your soul will be completely wiped out, lost forever.”

A super cute voice delivering the most terrifying words imaginable.

Xue Cheng sat frozen. So, she really couldn’t go back…

And if she messed this up, she’d die again—this time for good. And it would hurt.

Sensing her turmoil, the system didn’t try to persuade her further. It simply left her with one last message:

“Host… humans can’t afford to be too greedy. You’ve already been given another chance at life—something many souls don’t get. Most simply vanish, unable to find a new vessel. If that’s not enough for you…”

That last line echoed like a warning bell in Xue Cheng’s mind. It felt unfinished—like the rest of it was too dangerous to say aloud. But she could guess what it meant.

People who demanded too much would one day pay the price for their greed.

A chill ran down Xue Cheng’s spine. She shivered involuntarily.

As much as she feared death, she feared dying like that even more. If there was no going back, then she would just have to make this life count—she wasn’t going to waste this stroke of luck.

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Liu Wuyuan hadn’t slept for long. She was still deep in her heat, and though exhaustion had dragged her under briefly, the relentless wave of heat soon stirred her again. Even in her sleep, her brows furrowed and she let out faint whimpers, tugging at her collar restlessly.

Xue Cheng dared not get too close. The little mute beauty was like a sweet, tempting lollipop during her rain-and-dew cycle—her scent, soft and creamy like warm milk, kept brushing past Xue Cheng’s nose, making her ears burn.

So she stayed squatting against the far wall, doodling circles on the dusty floor in boredom, trying desperately to stay calm.

She considered fetching a doctor for Liu Wuyuan. But where would she even find one? And what if something happened again while she was gone? Just the thought of it made her stomach twist.

Eventually, Liu Wuyuan stirred and opened her eyes, visibly uncomfortable. Xue Cheng couldn’t tell whose face was redder—hers, from the pheromones thick in the air, or Liu Wuyuan’s, from the fevered flush of her cycle.

“You… are you alright?” she asked, her voice a little hoarse. “Do you want me to find a doctor? Or… maybe there’s some medicine at home that could help you feel better?”

She spoke with real concern in her eyes but still didn’t move any closer. She remained tucked away in her corner like a well-mannered guest.

Too well-mannered.

Which was exactly why Liu Wuyuan began to grow suspicious.

Even in her haze, she could still think. Xue Cheng was avoiding her like the plague—she hadn’t taken advantage of her during this vulnerable time, hadn’t even come near.

Was she… disgusted?

Suddenly, Liu Wuyuan’s face went pale, her lips drained of color. A deep humiliation swept over her. Xue Cheng blinked, confused—what had she said? What had she done?

Liu Wuyuan wanted so badly to ask: Do you find my scent that repulsive?

Even someone like Xue Cheng—so wild and shameless—would rather suffer than bond with a mere Omega in heat?

For any Omega, such rejection was unbearable.

She couldn’t speak, so she simply stared at Xue Cheng, eyes reddening with fresh tears, full of silent accusation and wounded pride.

Panic gripped Xue Cheng. She rushed over, all caution forgotten, and scooped Liu Wuyuan into her arms.

“Hey—what’s wrong? Are you hurting? Don’t cry, okay? I’ll go get a doctor right now if you want!”

But Liu Wuyuan turned stubborn.

She had resisted closeness before, yes. But as an Omega, it was a deeper kind of pain to have the one person she was bonded to—a husband in name—refuse even to form the proper bond.

She pushed Xue Cheng away, still crying, but with trembling determination, turned her back, swept her hair aside, and pressed a finger gently to her own swollen, throbbing gland.

Then, with a soft whimper, she collapsed face-down onto the bed.

She couldn’t say the words, but her actions couldn’t be clearer.

She was asking—pleading—for Xue Cheng to mark her.

Xue Cheng’s brain short-circuited. She felt like a boiling kettle with steam pouring out of her ears. Her face turned a violent shade of red.

“Y-you mean… like this?”

She stammered, legs practically shaking.

No. No way.

In the original book, the character whose body she now inhabited had forced the heroine into a bond, completely against her will. Then she went on to abuse her repeatedly—so cruelly that even after Liu Wuyuan became pregnant, she was mistreated to the point of miscarriage and lasting illness.

Eventually, Liu Wuyuan had had enough. She carved out her own gland to free herself from the bond—and that’s when she turned vengeful, destroying the Alpha who had hurt her.

So yes—Xue Cheng technically was an Alpha. Or a Qianyuan, in this world’s terms. And yes, her instincts were screaming at her to mark the sweet-smelling Omega writhing on the bed.

But she didn’t want to die. Not like that.

Unfortunately, her hesitation only made things worse.

To Liu Wuyuan, it just confirmed that her scent was disgusting—that even when she offered herself, Xue Cheng still didn’t want her.

The little mute beauty’s breath hitched with sobs. She had no memories, no family—only Xue Cheng. She had clung to her silently and even begun to trust her.

She had been grateful. If only the original Xue Cheng had shown some patience, maybe Liu Wuyuan would’ve eventually accepted her as a true partner.

But now, all she felt was shame. Rejection.

Her tears flowed harder, faster.

Xue Cheng’s heart ached. She couldn’t take it anymore.

With a sigh, she gathered Liu Wuyuan back into her arms, patting her gently on the back, murmuring softly:

“I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just… I didn’t want to take advantage of you. You’re so kind and good… I didn’t want to do something you’d regret.”

Then, quietly in her heart, she added: And mostly, I’m really scared of dying.

Liu Wuyuan narrowed her eyes, peering at her through a curtain of tears, trying to make sense of her strange behavior.

She didn’t buy it. Not for a second.

Wasn’t this the same person who had drugged and locked her up just this morning?

None of it made sense. What kind of game was Xue Cheng playing? Did she really need to see her beg like this?

The more she thought about it, the more her chest burned with resentment. She shoved Xue Cheng off the bed and pointed furiously at the door, clearly telling her to get out.

But Xue Cheng, shameless as ever, crawled back up again.

The flash of hatred in Liu Wuyuan’s eyes made Xue Cheng freeze. Had she… done something terribly wrong?

Panic drowned her thoughts. The fear of dying violently—or being torn apart and fed to dogs, as the book implied—hit her like a thunderclap.

No more hesitation.

Swallowing hard, she leaned in, lips brushing gently against the soft, swollen gland at the nape of Liu Wuyuan’s neck.

A wave of sweet milk-sugar scent filled her mouth, sticky and warm like candy.