Reborn as a Scummy Alpha, I Became Every Heroine's Obsession (GL) - Chapter 6
[System: Only two types of people can enter Central City’s 330 Military Academy: those with powerful family backgrounds, and those with exceptional abilities. However…]
However, because this is a story that cannot be openly described, most people in Central City are particularly obsessed with certain aspects.
As a result, most of the students at the 330 Military Academy are connected through family ties or come from influential backgrounds—they’re not people to offend lightly.
Gu Qiqi silently responded in her heart. She had already known this.
In the Outer Districts, any student who manages to get into Central City is well aware of this rule.
[System: The 330 Military Academy hasn’t admitted a student from the Outer Districts in nearly 30 years. So Host, you must be very careful. In Central City, social status and hierarchy are strictly enforced. The people here see themselves as gods of the world and regard those from the Outer Districts as filthy ants. So try to avoid any conflicts with them.]
Gu Qiqi knew that if someone with an Outer District household registration came into conflict with someone from Central City, the Federal Government would define it as an unprovoked challenge to Central City’s authority. Consequently, the person from the Outer District would be expelled from Central City, and their descendants would be barred from taking the university entrance exams for the next three generations.
[System: Oh right, I forgot to tell you—although you’ve awakened self-awareness, according to the original game setting, you were supposed to die in Central City. So if you are forcibly expelled after awakening your self-awareness, it will be considered a failed awakening. At that point, your consciousness will be erased.]
Gu Qiqi: ??
[System: So Host, please be careful and try not to get kicked out of Central City.]
Most graduates from the 330 Military Academy go on to work in various departments of the Federal Government.
[System: That’s why the major aristocratic families have been gradually stripping the Federal President of his power. In order to avoid being rendered completely powerless, the President recently established a legitimate university entrance exam system in the Outer Cities, hoping to recruit some talented individuals loyal to him.]
Gu Qiqi rubbed her chin, feeling that this kind of political intrigue didn’t quite match the tone of what was originally just an adult-themed game.
[System: Host, no matter how trashy a game is, it still needs a central theme—though admittedly, this one doesn’t execute it very well.]
The curriculum at the 330 Military Academy is divided into theory and practical courses. The practical courses include mech combat training and other skill-based instruction.
But since this is fundamentally an unserious adult game…
Academic pursuits aren’t exactly prioritized.
Gu Qiqi knew what happened most often in the academy was…
“Hey, look! An omega in Zone B has gone into heat?”
A pack of alphas, like starving wolves who hadn’t eaten in 800 years, had eyes glowing green with desire as they charged toward the source of the scent.
The crowd was so dense that Gu Qiqi couldn’t even make her way to class. She was swept along with the mob and pushed straight to the scene.
Gu Qiqi couldn’t detect the so-called omega pheromones the alphas were talking about. All she could smell was the stench of alpha sweat around her.
Meanwhile, the weak and helpless omega, who was clearly in the middle of a heat cycle, lay semi-conscious on the lawn. Surrounding her were dozens of eager alphas, their eyes filled with anticipation.
Suddenly, the system in Gu Qiqi’s mind started glitching.
[System: Damn, this is intense! An omega going into heat right at the start? Those alphas, what are you waiting for? Get in there!]
[System: No wonder this game cost me 30 coins—it gets right to the action. Come on, do it! Whoever doesn’t ‘do’ it isn’t a real alpha!]
[System: What’s with those alphas? Still waiting?]
[System: Is the game frozen? Why is the screen stuck? Is it not responding? I’m filing a complaint! Where’s customer support? Customer support!?]
The system’s notifications had changed—not only did they now have sound, but the messages appeared one by one like pop-up captions inside Gu Qiqi’s mind.
As the last message faded, a stir began to spread through the crowd. A few alphas stepped forward, clearly eager to act.
“Don’t be reckless. If you touch an omega in heat, you could get expelled.”
“What’s there to be scared of? Sure, the Federal Government says they’ll exile you to the Outer District, but how many times has that actually happened? There’ve been plenty of cases before, and those guys are still here like nothing happened. If anyone’s to blame, it’s the omegas for not carrying their suppressants. Going into heat at school? They’re practically begging for attention.”
“I know that one. I think she got in from the Outer District. What’s the big deal? She’s just a nobody with no background. Even if she graduates, once she’s paired through gene-matching, she’ll just become an alpha’s personal plaything.”
Gu Qiqi looked at the omega lying on the ground, her awareness fading. Her fists clenched tightly.
This… this was the fate of cannon fodder characters, puppets trapped by the system’s design.
Just as the alphas were about to make a move, Gu Qiqi bent down and picked up the omega, holding her protectively in her arms. The other alphas glared at her like predators, but none dared to act. They remembered the intense mental energy Gu Qiqi had released earlier at the school gates.
“A useless piece of trash from the Outer District dares to act like this in the 330 Military Academy? Do you even know who we are or where we come from?”
As Gu Qiqi turned to carry the omega toward the infirmary, one alpha blocked her path.
She stopped. Her gaze grew cold as she looked at him—and in the next moment, an overwhelming wave of pressure burst from her body. Her pheromones flooded the air.
A sickly sweet, almost disturbing scent hit the alphas like a slap to the face, invading their noses, crawling into their lungs, making it hard to breathe.
“Move,” Gu Qiqi growled.
Her voice was low, sharp, and full of fury.
She added, voice ice-cold, “So this is what your families and backgrounds taught you? How to gang up and assault an omega in heat?”
The pressure of her mental force stopped everyone in their tracks.
Fear flickered across their faces.
[System: Host, turn left up ahead—that’s the infirmary.]
Gu Qiqi didn’t waste time.
An omega in heat would release pheromones that alphas could sense within 30 meters. If exposed long enough, even the alphas could be forced into their own vulnerable state—an “excited” period.
That kind of situation could easily spiral into chaos.
Inside the infirmary, Wen Rui was fiddling with her medical tools.
Even before Gu Qiqi entered, Wen Rui had already sensed her presence. “Well, if it isn’t little Qiqi? Missing your big sister already?”
A tiny tear-shaped mole, usually hidden by her bangs, became visible as she turned her head. It made her fox-like eyes look even more seductive.
Gu Qiqi gently placed the omega on the hospital bed. “She’s gone into heat.”
Wen Rui frowned and grabbed a suppressant injection. She walked over to the bed.
As she injected the suppressant into the gland behind the omega’s neck, she spoke, “The 330 Military Academy is split into two zones—Zone A for alphas, and Zone B for omegas. The zones don’t connect. Every morning, security checks pheromone levels, and there’s an entire department that tracks susceptible and heat periods. They hand out suppressants on schedule, and students are required to carry them at all times. So…”
Wen Rui frowned deeper. The injection was fully administered, but the omega’s condition didn’t improve. Her cheeks were still flushed, her eyes unfocused. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and she was sweating heavily.
Gu Qiqi said quietly, “So someone forced her into heat on purpose?”
Wen Rui walked over to the test tubes and began mixing another suppressant. She paused slightly at Gu Qiqi’s words. Her eyelids lifted just a bit, her fox-like eyes narrowing as a playful smile tugged at the corners of her lips.
“I’ve always found it strange,” Wen Rui said casually. “Why don’t pheromones ever seem to affect you, Qiqi? It was the same last time—and now again. I can already sense a few alphas nearby reacting to the omega’s scent, but your pheromones? There’s not even a hint of aggression.”
Gu Qiqi didn’t answer.
Wen Rui didn’t press the issue. “Just bringing her here is enough. You should head back to class now. There are security officers nearby—those alphas won’t dare act up again. It’s your first day, so try not to be late. Go on, get to know your new classmates.”
As she spoke, Wen Rui’s gaze lingered briefly on the collar around Gu Qiqi’s neck. “Such a cute little thing… See you this afternoon.”
After Gu Qiqi left, Wen Rui picked up the suppressant she had prepared and administered another dose into the omega’s gland.
The omega, who had been curled up in pain, gradually began to calm down. The alluring pheromones that had filled the air also started to fade.
Wen Rui stood there, deep in thought.
Unaffected by pheromones…
Could it be that her mental power was just that high?
And if her mental strength was that powerful, it likely meant her pheromone rank was equally high.
Ever since humanity evolved into six differentiated genders, people had become slaves to pheromones.
The higher the pheromone compatibility, the stronger the subconscious, genetic attraction between two people.
But because society had grown sensitive to the term “pheromones,” people preferred to call it genetic compatibility instead.
So, if Gu Qiqi wasn’t affected by pheromones… then she wouldn’t become a slave to them. She wouldn’t be driven by them—and she wouldn’t love because of them.
Wen Rui couldn’t tell whether that was a blessing… or a curse.
Three years had turned a wild little cub into someone strong, sharp, and mature.
Interesting.
The school’s classes weren’t exactly exciting.
Strangely, a few students were absent from the classroom.
Because of what happened at the school gate—and the incident with the omega—Gu Qiqi had unleashed such powerful mental pressure that no alpha dared to provoke her. Her first day passed relatively peacefully.
But just before school ended, Gu Qiqi sensed something was wrong.
The collar around her neck seemed to be releasing electric shocks.
Each pulse was stronger than the last.
[System: Friendly reminder, Host. Your pheromone-suppression collar hasn’t undergone omega genetic verification in over 30 hours. This is a warning signal!]
At first, Gu Qiqi could bear it. But soon, the shocks became unbearable.
She didn’t need to wait for the collar to explode—she already felt like she was being cooked from the inside.
School was almost over.
Omega genetic verification, huh?
Well… as long as it was an omega, right?
With a flash, Gu Qiqi dashed out of the classroom like the wind.
Just as she reached the school gates, she spotted Wen Rui, who had just finished work and was getting ready to leave.
Gu Qiqi strode over quickly, grabbed Wen Rui’s wrist without hesitation.
The shocks from the collar were intensifying—more frequent and more painful.
Without wasting any words, Gu Qiqi pointed at the collar around her neck and lifted her chin slightly. The black band stood out starkly against her slender neck. “Help me out. Just… bite it. Genetic confirmation.”
Her words made the people nearby draw in sharp breaths.
Wen Rui’s delicate, fox-like eyes narrowed slightly.
Did this little wolfdog even know what she was saying?
Pheromone-suppression collar confirmation was only meant to be done between alphas and omegas who were about to form a formal bond.
The Federal Government was currently trying to match Gu Qiqi with Feng Jiying.
But judging from Feng Jiying’s clear resistance, they hadn’t gone through genetic confirmation yet.
Could it be that Gu Qiqi still had feelings for her, just pretending to act calm and proper on the outside, but now finally unable to hold back?
That dense little blockhead was still just as clueless as she had been when they were kids.
Gu Qiqi clenched her teeth—she was reaching her limit.
“Hurry up,” she urged.
Wen Rui hesitated, clearly a bit conflicted.
Just then, Feng Jiying suddenly appeared.
His slender fingers reached forward, slipping through the collar around Gu Qiqi’s neck, and gripped it tightly.
Caught off guard, Gu Qiqi took a step toward Feng Jiying, instinctively putting some space between herself and Wen Rui.
Feng Jiying wore sleek, silver-rimmed glasses. He lowered his head slightly, and his cold, expressionless eyes glanced briefly at Wen Rui. Then, without saying a word, he tugged the collar and pulled Gu Qiqi away.
Wen Rui let out a soft, knowing laugh. Her fox-like eyes shimmered with mischief.
“So, the pheromones used to smell like bitter coffee… when did they start getting sour too?”