Rumor Has It, That Omega Rocked the Stage Again! - Chapter 5

Ji Yu noticed Mu Li wasn’t speaking. Had she not performed well enough? Weren’t other people’s Omegas supposed to be moved to tears, weeping and declaring their love? Hesitantly, Ji Yu said, “If you’re dissatisfied with what I just said, I can renegotiate the terms with the Mu family.”

Mu Li shook her head, a pang of bitterness rising in her heart. She had never been one for strong emotional fluctuations, like a small flower growing stubbornly through a crack in the wall, relying solely on her own perseverance to push upward. Life had only ever brought her storms—she had never known someone who could hold an umbrella for her.

Uncertain what Ji Yu was expecting, Mu Li replied softly, “It’s already more than enough. Thank you.”

Mu Li followed a strict routine to help Ji Yu clear the dark spots in her Sea of Consciousness. A week later, as the last of the dark spots vanished, Ji Yu fully recovered.

The moment Ji Yu opened her eyes, sunlight streamed through the window, but Mu Li blocked most of it. Bathed in the golden light, her black hair and white dress swayed gently in the breeze, her beautiful Peach Blossom Eyes gazing at Ji Yu with anticipation.

“I’ve completely cleared the dark spots in your Sea of Consciousness caused by the toxins. How do you feel now? Any lingering discomfort?”

Ji Yu summoned her Mental Strength and found that the once-uncontrollable force she had once prided herself on was now freely at her command. The unbearable pain in her mind was gone.

“Don’t worry, I’m completely fine now,” Ji Yu said sincerely. “Thank you. If I hadn’t met you, I might not have survived the Mental Strength disorder.” She added silently, This Omega is truly a little treasure!

Mu Li waved it off casually. “You’ve helped me a lot too. The Mu family matter wouldn’t have been resolved without you.”

Ji Yu grinned. “Good. But if you ever need my help in the future, you must tell me.” You have such a capable Alpha—make good use of me. I’m very useful.

Mu Li thought for a moment before speaking. “Actually, there is one thing. I don’t know if Uncle Wang mentioned it to you, but I want to enroll in the Combat Command Department at First Military Academy. I’ve heard the academy’s specialization process is extremely strict, and I don’t know much about it. Could you help me?”

Since her injury, Ji Yu had been confined to her room, her physical condition far from its peak. Whether for personal or professional reasons, she wanted to regain her former strength as soon as possible.

Let someone else teach her Omega? Was she supposed to just swallow her pride? Absolutely not! “I had Uncle Wang look for instructors for you, but none of them were particularly satisfactory. Since I’ll be doing physical training daily anyway, how about I teach you myself?”

Mu Li considered this, recalling the records she had read about Ji Yu’s achievements—graduating early from First Military Academy with top marks in theory, combat, and mecha operation. There couldn’t possibly be a better teacher. “Alright, then I’ll trouble you.”

With nearly three months left before the semester began, Ji Yu took Mu Li through combat training and mecha battles.

Most of the soldiers Ji Yu had previously trained were Alphas, with a few Betas mixed in. In her eyes, they were all the same—if they lacked stamina, they ran laps, held horse stances, and did push-ups until their physique improved before she even began proper instruction. If they couldn’t grasp something, they repeated it endlessly. Military orders were absolute, and no one dared defy her. She had always been the soldiers’ nightmare.

But with Mu Li, she found herself at a loss.

Hitting the face was absolutely out of the question—after all, it was such a beautiful face. The limbs also had to be handled with care; what if they got broken? And that waist—hiss—how could she strike anywhere at all? This was undoubtedly the biggest challenge of her career.

Fortunately, Mu Li noticed Ji Yu’s dilemma and hesitation on the very first day and said, “No one will go easy on me at the First Military Academy, so don’t hold back. If I can’t take it, I’ll let you know.” Only then did Ji Yu regain some of her old drill-sergeant instincts.

As for the combat techniques, since it was hand-to-hand fighting, Mu Li had often been bullied when she was still a low-level cultivator. With insufficient Spiritual Power, she had to rely on physical strength.

Every lesson learned through bruises and wounds was etched into her heart, becoming the foundation for her next act of resistance. Thus, in sparring with Ji Yu, Mu Li quickly learned to compensate for her weaknesses by leveraging her strengths, mastering each move with remarkable speed.

Ji Yu made time to spar with her daily. At 173 cm, Mu Li was undeniably shorter in the presence of Ji Yu, an Alpha. Coupled with the innate physical disparity between Alphas and Omegas, even when executing the same moves, Mu Li always found herself at a disadvantage.

Recognizing Mu Li’s shortcomings, Ji Yu suggested she try utilizing her high Mental Strength to swiftly analyze and counter her opponent’s moves during combat.

As for Mecha, it was an entirely unfamiliar domain for Mu Li. Towering Mecha served as weapons of war, controlled through Mental Strength. Those with high Mental Strength could operate more sophisticated and powerful Mecha weaponry.

Mecha were not just weapons in battle—they were protective shells in combat and the best fighting companions for their operators. Only when the pilot and machine became one could a Mecha unleash its full potential.

In an era where thermal weapons dominated the battlefield, the swords equipped on Mecha, though crafted from expensive materials and capable of delivering devastating attacks, were rarely used as cold weapons. Instead, they were often treated as mere accessories.

However, thanks to the Ji family’s legacy, Ji Yu happened to be one of the few skilled in swordsmanship. In close combat, wielding a sword provided a clear advantage over bare-handed fighting. Moreover, battlefield conditions were ever-changing, and there would inevitably come a moment when ammunition ran dry. At such times, proficiency with cold weapons might be the only way to carve out a path to survival.

While teaching Mu Li about Mecha, Ji Yu stumbled upon an unexpected delight—Mu Li could also wield a sword!

Logically, an Omega raised in seclusion, even if taught some self-defense combat, wouldn’t have been trained in swordsmanship. Yet Mu Li’s swordplay was clearly the result of years of practice—clean, precise, and capable of targeting an opponent’s vulnerabilities with effortless fluidity. She had already developed her own distinct style.

The more Ji Yu observed, the more she realized she had never truly understood Mu Li. This wasn’t just a little treasure—it was an entire Mu treasure trove!

With politicians in the parliament divided into two factions—the war hawks and the peace advocates—Ji Yu had been recuperating at home for over half a year since leaving the military department. During this time, the peace faction had grown restless, attempting to trade human concessions and interests for temporary peace. As power struggles intensified among the Federation’s upper echelons, Ji Yu was no longer content to sit idly by and watch the tigers fight.

On the day Ji Yu returned to resume her duties at the military department, the news spread throughout the Federation. The Ji family issued an announcement on StarNet regarding Ji Yu’s recovery from illness. To protect Mu Li, they made no mention of the recovery process, only stating that Ji Yu had been fortunate to encounter a highly compatible Omega who provided treatment before departing.

The military officers aligned with Ji Yu were naturally overjoyed. They had always followed her commands, compelled by her absolute personal prowess. In countless interstellar battles, Ji Yu had piloted her mecha—Michael—standing at the forefront of danger, invincible in her defense of the Federation.

The moment the announcement was released, StarNet erupted in a frenzy.

Ahhhhhhh, so Marshal Ji has recovered? She’s such an amazing person!

This devout woman vows to eat vegetarian for three years in exchange for the Marshal’s good health.

Hey, let me tell you, my parents cried when they heard the news. When I was hospitalized after getting grazed by a car, they didn’t even bat an eye. Maybe I’m adopted.

I feel you, person above. When Marshal Ji was first diagnosed with incurable Mental Strength Disorder, my family acted like we were in mourning for days. My grandma kept chanting prayers.

Actually, I’m really curious about that Omega who helped treat the Marshal. As we all know, Marshal Ji is an SSS-Rank Alpha, so wouldn’t she need an SSS-Rank Omega to match?

Exactly! The Federation hasn’t seen an Omega above S-Rank in years. I don’t believe there’s really an Omega with such high Mental Strength.

So, is no one else curious about that mysterious Omega? If they had offspring, wouldn’t their Mental Strength be exceptionally high?

Hey, didn’t you read the announcement? That Omega doesn’t want to be disturbed. And the moment you hear about high Mental Strength, you jump to breeding—what kind of chauvinistic Alpha mindset is that?

Stop arguing. Shouldn’t we just be happy for Marshal Ji? As long as she’s healthy, the Federation can enjoy peace for many more years.

Yeah, yeah, the scenery at the planetary border zones is so beautiful now. My elders say it used to be a no-man’s-land with constant Zerg invasions.

Though Marshal Ji is undeniably stunning, fierce, and Alpha as hell… if that Omega who healed her is single and has high Mental Strength, maybe… never mind, I’m off to write fanfiction.

You were terminally ill, and I, a passing stranger, came to your rescue? That’s so shippable! Authors, I’ll hand you the pen.

……

Ji Yu skimmed through the comments on StarNet and raised an eyebrow. Fanfiction and handing over pens? Sounded interesting—maybe she should send one herself.

Mu Li had just returned from the mecha training room. She felt unusually unwell today, weaker than usual. During mecha operation, she noticed for the first time that her Mental Strength seemed slightly uncontrollable, and her focus kept slipping.

Assuming it was just due to recent intense training, she thought rest would suffice and didn’t dwell on it. After showering in her room, she lay down to rest.

Ever since Ji Yu began assisting Mu Li with physical training, the two had shared almost every meal together. Today, however, Ji Yu didn’t see Mu Li. She turned to the butler and asked, “Has Mu Li eaten yet? Where is she?”

The butler glanced at the servants nearby, and one of them stepped forward to answer, “Miss Mu Li went straight back to her room after leaving the Mecha training room and hasn’t come out since. She didn’t ask us to bring her dinner either.”

Ji Yu found this strange and instructed, “Then we’ll eat later. I’ll go check on her first.”

When she arrived at Mu Li’s door, Ji Yu knocked, but there was no response from inside. Just as Ji Yu hesitated whether to open the door, she heard the sound of something falling within.

Ji Yu asked urgently, “Mu Li, are you alright? May I come in?”