Reborn as a Scummy Alpha, I Became Every Heroine's Obsession (GL) - Chapter 27

When Feng Jiying saw the military order, her expression turned cold in an instant.
“Wen Cheng, what’s the meaning of this?”

Wen Cheng was a fully capable Alpha. Of course, she could smell the pheromones on both Gu Qiqi and Feng Jiying—clearly marked by one another.

Although Gu Qiqi turned out to be different from the rumors she’d first heard, which somewhat changed Wen Cheng’s impression of her, the fact that Gu Qiqi had managed to win over the only daughter of the powerful Feng family, which controlled 80% of the interstellar economy, still left her shocked.

Wen Cheng didn’t back down.
“Miss Feng, military orders are absolute. This is interstellar society—not the old human world. Money doesn’t fix everything. Besides, Gu Qiqi is a student at Military Academy 330. Once someone enrolls there, they fall under the direct command of the academy’s president. Any student who can’t follow orders will be expelled.”

Gu Qiqi was seriously getting fed up.

The system had once warned her: if she got expelled, she’d be kicked out of Central City immediately. And once banished, her consciousness would be erased.

If that happened, this second life would be meaningless.

“I’ll go with you,” Gu Qiqi said.

She took a step forward.

But Feng Jiying grabbed her hand tightly, refusing to let go.

Gu Qiqi turned her head and said, “The public outrage on the Federal Network is out of control. It needs to be addressed.”

Feng Jiying bit her lip.

She didn’t look like the sharp, cold, business-minded president she usually was. Something about her seemed… different.

“If you just ask, I can fix this for you,” she said quietly.

Feng Jiying looked at Gu Qiqi with a hint of hope in her eyes—like she was waiting for Gu Qiqi to reach out and depend on her.

Gu Qiqi shook her head.
“There’s no need.”

Growing up in the outer zones, Gu Qiqi had learned that relying on others was never as reliable as relying on herself.

Feng Jiying slowly let go of her hand.

Her brows knit slightly.

Alphas are all arrogant, she thought to herself. Even Gu Qiqi isn’t immune?

But why did watching Gu Qiqi’s back as she walked away feel like a needle piercing straight through her heart?

Interrogation Room

Wen Cheng said gently, “No need to be nervous. I was there the whole time when it happened. I know you’re innocent. The headmaster just wants to ask some questions. I don’t think he’ll treat you unfairly because of your background.”

Gu Qiqi looked at Wen Cheng, a bit suspicious.
“You really believe that? That he just wants to investigate?”

Wen Cheng looked confused.
“Of course. Why? What’s wrong?”

Gu Qiqi didn’t answer right away. She looked thoughtful.

When the pheromone riot broke out, both the headmaster and vice headmaster were on the scene, along with other school officials.

If the headmaster had wanted to stop it, he had every right—and the power—to call in the military.

But he hadn’t done anything. He just stood by and watched as students tore into each other.

And if Liu Huaiqing was telling the truth, then the person using the black market’s name to traffic Omegas… was the headmaster of Military Academy 330.

And Gu Qiqi was certain: Liu Huaiqing really was the King of the Black Market.

That made the headmaster extremely suspicious.

Gu Qiqi studied Wen Cheng from head to toe, trying to figure her out.

But… she didn’t seem like a fool either.

Just then, a beeping sound came from the door of the interrogation room.

Wen Cheng patted Gu Qiqi on the shoulder.
“The school leadership is here. I believe in you.”

Right after Wen Cheng left, the lights in the interrogation room suddenly went out. With no windows and no other source of light, the room was plunged into total darkness.

Even though Gu Qiqi was a 3S+ level Alpha with heightened danger instincts, she still felt uncomfortable standing in the pitch-dark interrogation room.

She could sense that some kind of interference signal had been installed in the room—one designed to disrupt Alpha mental strength.

The next second, a sack was thrown over her head.

And she lost consciousness.

[System: Host, wake up. Quickly.]

Gu Qiqi’s head was spinning.

She tried to open her eyes, but her vision was blurred and unfocused. She couldn’t make out her surroundings at all.

She had been ambushed.

[System: Detected high-risk environmental trigger — ‘XXOO high-inducement scenario’. Host, please react immediately.]

Gu Qiqi pushed herself to her feet and closed her eyes.

She relied solely on her spiritual senses and physical instincts to scan her environment.

As an Alpha, not only did she possess a powerful physique, but also unmatched mental strength.

Standing still, she steadied her breathing and focused.

She could sense a Beta standing near the door—low combat level, no threat.

But inside the room, not far from her, stood another Alpha. This one radiated hostility and aggression.

“Gu Qiqi, no need to be so tense. Why don’t you sit down and talk to your teacher?”

Teacher?

The headmaster was staring at Gu Qiqi with a vulgar, predatory gaze.

She was young, sharp, and defiant—just the type he liked. He took pleasure in breaking Alphas like her.

Gu Qiqi faced him calmly. “You’re a teacher at Academy 330? What do you teach? What class? And why the hell are you using such disgusting, underhanded methods? You’re an eyesore.”

She was composed, but her voice was sharp with contempt.

The headmaster smiled coldly. “Students should learn to behave. Stop asking so many questions. Oh, and I forgot to mention—I know your spiritual level exceeds S+. To prevent you from lashing out and hurting your teacher, we’ve injected a suppressive drug into your glands. Your pheromones and mental energy are currently restricted. If you try to resist and forcefully unleash them, your glands could suffer irreversible damage.”

Then, the headmaster began releasing his own pheromones.

Though Gu Qiqi couldn’t sense any emotional content from them, a thick, disgusting scent filled the small room, making her nauseous.

She grimaced. “Who exactly are you?”

“You don’t need to know who I am,” he replied. “Just be smart, Miss Gu.”

At that moment, a recording began to play in the room.

Shockingly, the voice belonged to Gu Qiqi herself.

“I, Gu Qiqi, first-year student of Class 3, Academy 330, due to my failure to control my pheromones and mental strength, caused a major disturbance during the academy’s award ceremony, leading to an outbreak of pheromone chaos among Omega and Alpha students. I admit my mistake and accept any punishment from the academy. I ask the public, my fellow students, and teachers for their understanding.”

A cold smirk tugged at Gu Qiqi’s lips.

“So… this is a threat, ‘Teacher’?”

“Of course not. It’s just a notification. If you don’t behave, this video goes public. You’ll be expelled from Academy 330. And since you’re from the fringe districts, once you’re expelled, you’ll be exiled from Central City. You’ll never be allowed back in. And to prevent future retaliation, the Federation will destroy your glands—permanently removing your Alpha pheromones and mental abilities.”

“You’ll be reduced to a powerless Beta,” he added, “barely scraping by in the slums.”

Gu Qiqi could sense the man’s hostile intent growing stronger as he slowly approached.

“Oh, and one more thing,” he said, voice dark, “students expelled from Academy 330 are usually dealt with quietly by the Federation—just a way to eliminate ‘social threats.’”

Gu Qiqi asked coldly, “After all this intimidation, what exactly do you want me to do?”

The headmaster sat down.

He was clearly interested in her.

Among all the Alphas he had taken a liking to, Gu Qiqi was the calmest and most composed.

“You’re not afraid?” he asked.

Her muscles were tense, ready to strike at any second.
“Afraid of what?”

This wasn’t even a well-written plot, just some low-grade predatory setup. She didn’t believe for a second that these people had any real plan.

“I want you to serve me,” he said.

The words slithered out of his mouth like a venomous snake—sickening and vile.

In the Interstellar Federation, romantic relationships between Alphas were seen as deviant.

An Alpha expressing interest in another Alpha would be labeled a pervert, an outcast.

And often, society would deal with such “cursed” individuals using ancient, brutal methods inherited from old Earth.

They would build a pyre and burn them alive—to cleanse the “bad luck.”

Gu Qiqi glared at him.
“You’re a pervert. You’re trying to assault me.”

Caught off guard by her bluntness, the headmaster froze for a second.

Then he burst into laughter.
“I like that fire in young Alphas like you. Breaking that pride, making you crawl under me and beg—that’s something I really look forward to.”

Disgusting. A pure, unfiltered pervert.

[System: Host, the surroundings appear open and empty. It seems you’ve been relocated.]

This had clearly been premeditated. Gu Qiqi took two steps back, feeling along the walls with her hands.

The air was stale—no windows. The room was completely sealed off.

But above her, strong artificial lighting glared down. The power was still on, meaning they weren’t somewhere too remote.

Her terminal flickered briefly.

Then went dark again.

“You think I’d give you a chance to call for help?” the man sneered.

“You’re the headmaster?” Gu Qiqi tested him, voice steady. “A sick freak with a thing for Alphas?”

He clicked his tongue. “I don’t like that label. I’m just giving Alphas like you, from the slums, a better path in life.”

Suddenly, her genetic suppression collar was yanked hard.

The sudden pressure on her throat left her gasping for breath—air thinning, lungs burning.

“What’s the point of this leash?” he spat. “Those Omegas, always taking and never giving—what’s so good about them?”

The headmaster violently tore off her collar and flung it to the ground, stomping on the signal pendant until the light inside cracked and died.

He patted her cheek mockingly.
“With looks like yours, Alpha or not, you could be spoiled just like any Omega. Why waste your time pleasing those bratty Omegas? Be with me. Everything the Alphas of Central City have—you could have it too.”

Gu Qiqi said nothing.

The silence emboldened him. Thinking she was giving in, he leaned in closer, even more brazen than before.

But Gu Qiqi struck without warning.

In one swift move, she grabbed him by the throat, eyes gleaming with cold defiance.
Her smile twisted into something dark.
“You’re not afraid of being called a pervert, huh? Then tell me, Headmaster—are you afraid of dying?”

His face flushed purple from lack of air.
“That’s impossible… I gave you such a heavy dose… you shouldn’t have the strength…”

Gu Qiqi chuckled.
“Don’t underestimate how fiercely an Alpha will fight to protect their dignity.”

[System: Host, you can’t kill him. He’s a key figure required for the main storyline. Now isn’t the time for him to die.]

Why not?

Gu Qiqi didn’t understand.

If she hadn’t forced her body to stabilize itself, if she hadn’t fought through the suppression and pain, she would’ve been the one on the floor right now—violated, broken.

If he really had hurt me, would you have helped me?
She demanded the answer in her heart.

But the system was silent.

Gu Qiqi let out a quiet, bitter laugh. She kept her eyes closed, but the grip around his neck only tightened.

What a pathetic story.

This is the Central City everyone dreams of?

A hypocritical education system.
A society where status dictated humanity.
And the so-called sacred Alpha-Omega bond? Just another transaction in a rigged market.

So she had always been alone.

At that moment, the headmaster’s secretary sensed something was wrong and burst through the door.

With a loaded injector in hand, he lunged at Gu Qiqi. She tried to dodge, but the needle still pierced the back of her neck.

Her body trembled twice before the drug kicked in—arms turning limp, her strength draining fast. She stumbled back two steps.

The headmaster rubbed his bruised neck, losing patience.
“I like young Alphas with fire, but that doesn’t mean you get to test my limits. I’m angry now. And you’re going to pay for it.”

The perverted headmaster reached out toward her.

Gu Qiqi dropped to one knee, her head too heavy to lift.

Was this really how it would end, even after being reborn?

Then—just as everything seemed lost—the tiny surveillance camera hidden in the corner of the room flashed red, like it had been hacked.

Outside, the sound of a fierce struggle broke out—grunts, crashes, and the unmistakable roar of helicopter blades.

Suddenly, Feng Jiying’s voice came through Gu Qiqi’s dim terminal:

[Beep beep beep… Gu Qiqi. Use the last of your strength. Lean back. As far as you can go. Just lean back.]

Gu Qiqi followed the voice with what little awareness she had left.

Then—

BOOM!

The sealed concrete wall exploded open.

Light burst into the dark, suffocating room like salvation itself.

Feng Jiying stood in the breach, eyes still adjusting, vision blurry. The drug that had been injected into her dulled her senses—she could barely hear, barely see.

But even so, she turned instinctively toward the sound. Toward the light.

Toward the one thing she could still feel: hope.

“You stupid girl, Gu Qiqi,” Feng Jiying muttered.

And as Gu Qiqi lost consciousness, her final thought was—So what if I’m stupid?

Didn’t the old humans have a saying? Fools are often blessed.

She didn’t fall to the cold, hard floor.

She fell into Feng Jiying’s arms.

[System: President, standing dramatically on the helicopter ladder is extremely dangerous. No matter how urgent the rescue, please don’t jump out midair again.]

Feng Jiying gritted her teeth.
“Shut up.”

Around her, more than a dozen special operatives raised their weapons—each a latest-generation model developed by the Gu Corporation—and trained them squarely on the headmaster’s face.

Feng Jiying turned her head slightly, voice icy.
“Keep your aim steady. Do not let him move. Let him weaken—drain his mental strength, drain his body. Once he’s on the edge of collapse… then toss him back to Academy 330.”

Then she looked down at the person in her arms.

Her gaze softened instantly.

What a fool.

Why couldn’t Gu Qiqi just ask her for help?

Just then, Gu Qiqi’s pinky twitched. Feng Jiying noticed immediately and gently wrapped her hand around Gu Qiqi’s.

Gu Qiqi had completely lost her senses, but she could feel—just faintly—that someone had saved her.

[System: Congratulations, Host. You’ve successfully avoided another forced-XXOO plotline.]

Gu Qiqi could only scoff inwardly.

“Feng Jiying…” she murmured weakly.

She managed to lift her hand. Her fingertips brushed against the soft contours of a familiar face.

Feng Jiying’s eyes shimmered with a hidden sorrow.
“You just had to play tough again. And now you’re hurt.”

Gu Qiqi couldn’t hear her clearly.

But even through the fog, she could tell—the arms holding her were full of warmth and gentleness.

After all, an Alpha’s body may be strong, but even they need time to heal.

The higher an Alpha’s mental strength level, the faster their body could heal.

Feng Jiying said calmly,
“You’ve been injected with a suppressant that blocks glandular self-repair. But don’t worry—my private doctor will be here soon.”

Gu Qiqi could barely sense Feng Jiying’s presence through the warmth of her body heat.

She tried to move her lips, but no sound came out.

And then—she felt it.
A gentle warmth pressed against her cool forehead.

Wait…

Soft lips.

Feng Jiying… was kissing her?

When Gu Qiqi woke again, instinctive alertness surged through her body. Her danger reflex kicked in and she bolted upright from the bed, eyes snapping open as she quickly scanned her surroundings.

She realized she was lying on a soft, luxurious bed covered in silk-like fabric, surrounded by the faint scent of incense.

She had returned to the Feng family’s villa.

Not just anywhere—but Feng Jiying’s bedroom.

The master bedroom of the Feng estate.

[System: Congratulations, Host. You’ve successfully completed the initial evaluation of the game system. Now, issuing a new mission—]

Gu Qiqi: Decline.

[System: Host, mission rewards are generous. Don’t you want to hear them first? Don’t be so quick to reject me. It puts me in a difficult position, you know…]

Gu Qiqi: Still declining.

[System: Host, think about it. You’re in a low-tier adult simulation game, playing the role of a top-tier cannon fodder Alpha—one who’s not even expected to survive three episodes. If you want to change your fate, you need to change the game’s story. Eliminate every “XXOO” plotline and steer the story back on track, and you’ll break free from the system. You’ll even get rid of me.]

But Gu Qiqi wasn’t interested.

She didn’t care for promises or illusions anymore.

[System: Don’t you crave power? With absolute power, you could do whatever you want.]

Gu Qiqi nearly laughed out loud.

What was so bad about living like a salted fish? Why slave away just to make others rich?

If power and status were so easy to obtain, the elites of Central City would’ve already stopped fighting for it.

She was tired of thinking about all of it.

But one thing was certain: the perversion hidden within Academy 330—she would make sure that debt was repaid.

And then there was Wen Cheng…

She had always known Wen Rui was untrustworthy, but because Wen Cheng had opposed her, she hadn’t thought much of it.

Now, Gu Qiqi knew better.

She would need to be wary of Wen Cheng too.

The bedroom door opened.

Feng Jiying walked in carrying a bowl of steaming hot soup.

It looked pitch black, and even from across the room, Gu Qiqi could already smell its bitter aroma.

She recalled Feng Jiying’s earlier behavior—something about it still felt… strange. Her eyes darted away involuntarily.

“You’re awake, so drop the act,” Feng Jiying said flatly. “If you can wake up, you can get up and take your medicine.”

She placed the bowl down on the coffee table.

Gu Qiqi, clearly unwilling, dragged herself up slowly—deliberately stalling.

Looking at the thick, black bowl of medicine, Gu Qiqi found it impossible to take a sip.

“Do I really have to drink this? I’m an Alpha. Our recovery rate is fast. I can already feel that my body is mostly fine. One more night of rest and I’ll be completely healed.”

She hesitated, but still chose to refuse.

“My heat cycle isn’t over yet. I’ve got three more days.”

Feng Jiying glanced at the bowl on the table and spoke calmly.

Gu Qiqi’s heart skipped a beat.

Her face stiffened slightly.

Three days.

Even with an Alpha’s stamina, pushing through a heat period like this would wear anyone down.

“So… is this medicine for energy recovery or a supplement?” she asked cautiously.

Feng Jiying replied without changing expression, “It restores energy and provides nutrients.”

Every muscle on Gu Qiqi’s face showed resistance.

She stared at Feng Jiying with disbelief.

This wasn’t right.

The Feng Jiying she knew hated being ruled by pheromones. She’d always despised the idea of becoming a slave to instincts. But now she was talking about heat cycles like it was nothing—accepting Alpha and Omega pairings like it was completely normal?

Something didn’t add up.

“We really need to talk about this,” Gu Qiqi said firmly. She gently pushed the medicine bowl across the table toward Feng Jiying as a clear sign of refusal.

Feng Jiying, still wearing her thin-rimmed metal glasses, looked as cold and aloof as always.

She calmly pushed the bowl back toward Gu Qiqi and adjusted her glasses with practiced elegance. The calculating look of a businesswoman flashed in her eyes.

“Miss Gu, some debts aren’t that easy to pay off.”

“And let’s not forget who pulled you out of danger and brought you back alive.”

Gu Qiqi’s instincts flared.
This is moral blackmail.

Feng Jiying continued in her usual calm voice:

“Your gene-suppressing collar was damaged. My terminal picked up your location. I sent the Feng family’s private defense team. We used a helicopter and fired one of our newest energy weapons to break into the building. We’ll need to compensate for the damages. And to keep the public calm, we also had to hire hundreds of media accounts to control the narrative online…”

“Okay—okay, stop,” Gu Qiqi quickly raised her hand and pressed it gently against Feng Jiying’s lips. “Given everything we’ve been through… isn’t it a little rude to start talking business now?”

Feng Jiying caught her finger with one hand, the corners of her mouth curling slightly, her eyes flashing with amusement.

“If we’re already this close… then wouldn’t refusing me now be a little rude?”

Gu Qiqi looked at the thick, paste-like medicine and swallowed nervously.

Just because Alphas were physically tough didn’t mean they didn’t have taste buds.

And still…

Did Feng Jiying really have to go this far for her?

Could she be… falling for her?

[System: That’s the charm of our host! But watch out—another XXOO storyline is dangerously close!]

Gu Qiqi’s hand trembled slightly as she reached for the bowl. She slowly lifted it toward her mouth.

Just as she was about to give in and take a sip, the butler knocked on the door.

“Miss, Miss Wen and Miss Liu are at the front gate. They’re asking to see Miss Gu Qiqi.”

The interruption saved her. Gu Qiqi immediately put the bowl down and quickly sat on the sofa, avoiding Feng Jiying’s eyes like nothing had happened.

Feng Jiying placed a hand on the coffee table, her index and ring fingers tapping rhythmically—tick, tick, tick.

“Let them in.”

Then she got up, leaned over, and—before Gu Qiqi could react—licked her scent gland.

Startled, Gu Qiqi reached up to cover the back of her neck and instinctively slid a few inches away.

“Hey! I was just about to drink it! But now we’ve got guests, right? We can meet them first. No need to start biting people!”

Feng Jiying calmly removed her glasses and gave her a quick sideways glance. Her sharp, narrow eyes held a hint of amusement.

She said quietly, “You’re already buried in debt. What you owe me could take ten lifetimes to repay. So don’t do anything to make me angry. Like, for example…”

Gu Qiqi raised an eyebrow. “For example?”

Feng Jiying’s smile widened.
“You know exactly what I mean.”

Gu Qiqi: “Ha.”

A few minutes later, Wen Rui and Liu Huaiqing arrived at the Feng estate’s living room, each carrying boxes of supplements.

Gu Qiqi and Feng Jiying were already waiting, seated side by side.

The air in the room was heavy with the scent of a strong Omega pheromone.

Wen Rui and Liu Huaiqing immediately frowned.

Wen Rui snapped open her delicate fan, half-hiding her expression as she spoke with a cold smile.

“Oh, President Feng. I wasn’t sure who it was at first, but with pheromones like that—so possessive, so intense—you almost choked us. It’s like you drew a circle around her to keep anyone else from getting close.”

Gu Qiqi (internally): I think I saved my dignity… maybe… but also maybe not.