Records of an Alpha's Ancient Life (GL) - Chapter 1

“Captain, look out! We’re about to crash!”

“Boom—”

Shen Qingshu shivered and abruptly opened her eyes.

Her vision slowly cleared. She seemed to be lying on a bed, and before her eyes was the canopy of the bed, clearly well-made and embroidered with delicate patterns.

She wasn’t dead? Where was this?

Before she could react, a gasp of surprise reached her ears.

“Madam, young master is awake! Young master is awake!”

Hearing the commotion, Shen Qingshu painstakingly turned her head to look. She saw a middle-aged woman, about thirty years old, suddenly stand up from a stool and rush a few steps to her bedside, her face a mix of joy and disbelief.

She tightly clutched Shen Qingshu’s hand, tears streaming down her face as she said, “You’re awake, Shu’er, you’re finally awake. I’ve been watching over you these past few days, so afraid you wouldn’t wake up again. Heaven has taken pity on me and let my Shu’er be well.”

!

Hold on a minute!

Why wasn’t she dead? This scene, these lines – could she have transmigrated into a novel?!

Shen Qingshu froze for a moment, her mind racing, quickly snapping back to reality.

Where had she transmigrated to? Who had she become?

The person in front of her, judging by the address, was likely this body’s mother. Not knowing the local customs for addressing her, she didn’t add a title, only cautiously saying, “I’m fine, you worried for nothing.”

The woman wiped her tears with a handkerchief. “It’s good that you’re awake. You don’t know, the day you had your accident, the Old Madam fainted when she heard the news. I’ve been worried sick about both of you these past few days. Now, thankfully, you’re awake, and the Old Madam will recover soon too.”

“This time, it’s all mother’s fault for making you suffer so much. Don’t worry, mother will never go to that place to burn incense again.”

Burn incense? Shen Qingshu didn’t understand. She deliberated, but before she could reply, a hurried sound of footsteps suddenly echoed outside the door, and another figure rushed in.

“Little brother!”

It was a fair and delicate girl, only about fourteen or fifteen, with a slender figure, dressed in a goose-yellow gown. Her hair was styled in two buns, and her oval face was unadorned with makeup. A thin layer of sweat from her hurried arrival made her complexion appear rosy, very charming.

The girl approached the bed, stood beside the woman, and bent down to look at her, her almond eyes shimmering with the same excitement and joy. “This is truly wonderful! The doctor said you might not wake up, and we’ve all been so worried about you during this time.”

She seemed to be this body’s older sister. Shen Qingshu didn’t know what to say, only nodded and smiled at her.

Perhaps due to the previous stress, the woman continued to sob and murmur for quite a while. These were clearly close relatives, and Shen Qingshu, unaware of the situation, just repeatedly assented.

After talking for a while, seeing Shen Qingshu’s fatigued expression, the woman quickly stood up, tucking in Shen Qingshu’s quilt as she said, “Look at me, mother, just caught up in my joy. You’ve just woken up, your body is still weak, you need to rest. I still need to go check on the Old Madam, so I’ll be leaving now. You get some good rest.”

With that, she took a group of people and hurried out, leaving Shen Qingshu alone in the room. Finally, she could quietly sort out the situation.

First, crashing into a meteorite and the spaceship exploding would most likely result in her being completely pulverized, leaving no trace. So, she had definitely transmigrated. The original owner of the body seemed to have suffered some accident, which allowed her to transmigrate.

Second, judging by the decor and design style of the room, she seemed to have traveled back to ancient times. Her family background should be good, and people were calling her “young master.” Young master?

Young master?!

No way, did she transmigrate into a male body?!

Shen Qingshu fearfully reached down to check. Huh? Good, good, she was still female.

Then why were those people calling her “young master”?

Could it be…

Could it be that when she transmigrated, this body changed s3x along with her?!

Thinking of this possibility, Shen Qingshu couldn’t help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

But no matter what, she’d gotten a second chance at life, so happy!

She painstakingly sat up again to examine herself. This body, she didn’t know what had happened to it, but moving even an inch caused pain all over.

Looking at the body’s development, she seemed to be only twelve or thirteen years old. So, she had also reverted to childhood, gaining a dozen years for free.

Based on her “mother’s” address and the theory of transmigration with the same name, she had reason to believe this body might also be named Shen Qingshu.

Finally, and most importantly, Shen Qingshu tried to activate her mental power. The scene outside the room immediately appeared in her mind: a small courtyard, with two young maidservants standing outside the door.

Her mental power had also come with her, not disappearing with the transmigration.

Before she transmigrated, humanity had already ventured out of Earth, and influenced by cosmic rays, three additional genders had differentiated from the basic male and female:

Alpha, Beta, Omega.

In the interstellar era, after gender differentiation, everyone could cultivate and use mental power, ranging from F-grade to S-grade, from lowest to highest.

She was a female Alpha, and before her accident, she had already cultivated to B-grade mental power.

Shen Qingshu used her mental power to levitate the teacup from the table. After taking a sip of tea, she manipulated the teacup to fly in the air, but soon felt fatigued.

From the experiment, her mental power level had not decreased, and had even increased slightly, but her endurance had greatly diminished. This was likely due to the body’s injuries and extreme weakness, making it unable to sustain prolonged use.

Shen Qingshu breathed a huge sigh of relief. No matter the reason, she could now use her mental power to conceal her gender.

She lay back down, her thoughts wandering, inevitably recalling what happened before her death.

She was born into a happy AO family; both her parents were national soldiers. Although their work meant that an intelligent AI mostly accompanied her, their family bond was always strong.

Until she was nine years old, when they both tragically died during a mission to explore a new planet. She became the survivor of martyrs, still naive at the time, not understanding the weight of those words.

Afterward, she was brought to the military family compound, where she slowly grew up, receiving excellent care from the nation. Though she lost her parents, many aunts and uncles like them cared for and loved her.

After she came of age and differentiated, she enrolled in the military academy, and after graduation, joined the Third Fleet, where her parents had served, becoming an ordinary petty officer on a patrol ship.

Unfortunately, she had only been in the fleet for a year and hadn’t had a chance to achieve anything significant before she, like her parents, valiantly sacrificed herself.

Thankfully, she was alone and had no one she couldn’t let go of back there, nor had she marked any Omega. No one would be heartbroken for her; everyone would grieve for a while and then gradually move on.

The only regret was not saying a proper farewell.

However, if she could see her university professor again, she could prove his theory that “mental power does not disappear with the demise of the physical body.”

Thinking of this, she smiled a little, then felt a touch of sadness. It was truly a permanent farewell to them.

Since she was here, she might as well make the best of it.

From the day she woke up, Shen Qingshu began a long period of drinking medicine and recuperating. After two months of “playing dead,” listening in, and subtly probing, she had a general understanding of the current situation.

The country she was in was actually called Yan State, but she couldn’t yet confirm if it was the Yan Dynasty she knew. Although the written language and spoken language were the same, there were many inconsistencies. Perhaps it was a parallel universe where history had diverged, which she would need to verify later.

The body she inhabited was the Marquis of Chengyi’s heir, only twelve years old this year, and would inherit the marquisate upon reaching adulthood.

That’s right, her father had already died. Shen Qingshu learned from Chu Yue, her maid, that her father had no other brothers. Aside from the servants, the only people left in the mansion were her grandmother, her mother, her older sister, and her, the sole remaining descendant.

Because of this, Shen Qingshu strongly suspected that the original owner was originally a girl disguised as a boy. Because she didn’t even need to object, her two maids who served her automatically kept their distance.

One must know that if a lineage died out, titles could be revoked. To preserve the title, the Marquis of Chengyi’s family likely resorted to this desperate measure.

Her mother must have known her true identity.

And when she first woke up, her mother was so self-reproachful because the original owner had slipped and fallen down the steps while accompanying her mother to burn incense at a mountain temple. No wonder she felt pain all over her body.

According to her page, Fu An, when she was carried back to the mansion, her face was ashen, and she was on the verge of death. But somehow, she managed to hold on, never quite expiring, and after lying there for a few more days, she actually woke up.

This made the doctor who treated her exclaim it was a miracle.

Shen Qingshu guessed that the original owner had already passed away, and she had transmigrated at that time, but because she was also very weak, she only woke up after several days of recuperation.

Also, her name was indeed Shen Qingshu, which she saw in the original owner’s textbooks.

Right, she still had to study.

The imperial examination system here was already very prosperous.

The original owner, as the Marquis’s heir, was also sent to a private school to study, perhaps to avoid suspicion.

Shen Qingshu had just recovered and hadn’t even had time to be happy before she heard she had to continue going to school.

A bolt from the blue!

The Four Books and Five Classics, what were those?

In her era, the Four Books and Five Classics had long been relegated to the dustbin of history; no one taught those anymore.

Shen Qingshu’s understanding of them was limited to their titles.

And the original owner was actually a child who loved to learn and was exceptionally diligent; she had already finished studying the Four Books and Five Classics.

Now Shen Qingshu was in a pickle and could only go to school with tears in her eyes.

“Young master, it’s time to get up.”

Ancient children were truly hardworking. Before dawn, Shen Qingshu was woken up by Chaoyu and had to yawn and groggily get dressed and wash up.

After the two maids had tidied her up, Shen Qingshu looked in the mirror.

Today, she wore a well-fitting blue scholar’s robe, her hair all brushed up and tied with a jade-colored ribbon into a proper bun. Her facial features were soft, with a hint of adorable baby fat. Her complexion was fair as jade, with refined eyebrows and bright eyes. Small and stern-faced, she was indeed charmingly pure and lovely.

She even bore some resemblance to herself when she was little.

Both men and women in ancient times kept long hair, and combined with her young age and underdeveloped body and facial features, she indeed looked like a young gentleman.

But in a few years, her skeletal structure would appear too slender, and her appearance would seem too effeminate.

The Marquis of Chengyi’s family was truly taking a huge risk.