What to Do if You Mess With an Omega? - Chapter 1
“Sister, Sister.”
“Hungry, food.”
The ceiling above spun dizzyingly, and the white walls around blurred into shadows.
Ning Hanzhu felt dizzy and nauseous, almost to the point of vomiting. She closed her eyes again, trying to steady herself.
“Sister.”
“Wake up.”
The childish voice by her ear carried a tearful tremble, as if the next moment, if she didn’t open her eyes, the child would burst into sobs.
But who was this kid by her side?
She didn’t recall any children at home.
Ning Hanzhu turned her head and saw a tiny child, barely a bean sprout, staring at her with wet, worried eyes. The child’s eyes were red, brimming with tears that threatened to spill over. Yet, the little one pursed her lips and flashed a bright smile, though a missing front tooth made it a bit airy.
“Sister.”
“Hm.”
In a cramped space of about fifteen square meters, cluttered bags were stuffed everywhere. Some bags were torn, revealing rusted steel pipes scattered haphazardly. The entire house consisted of nothing but a one-and-a-half-meter wooden bed—everything visible at a glance.
Ning Hanzhu, in all her life, had never seen such a shabby place, let alone lived in one.
So, had she been kidnapped?
She struggled to sit up, her vision darkening as a sudden, sharp pain hit her. Memories that didn’t belong to her flooded her mind, playing like a slideshow in her head.
After sifting through the fragmented memories of the original owner, Ning Hanzhu was stunned.
She had transmigrated.
Not only had she crossed into someone with the same name, but she had also landed in an explicit, adult-only novel—utterly bizarre. This world was an ABO universe, with genders divided into Alpha, Omega, and Beta.
To ensure the continuation of the species, Omegas held a revered status in this world, often surrounded by multiple Alphas as protectors. The author had filled the novel with explicit content, enough to make readers blush.
Ning Hanzhu suspected the author had crafted this setting purely to indulge in steamy scenes.
But that had little to do with her.
Not long ago, the original owner had differentiated into an Alpha due to a high fever. Likely because of prolonged malnutrition, she lacked the strength to complete the differentiation, which cost her life—allowing Ning Hanzhu to take over.
Feeling warmth on her arm, Ning Hanzhu looked down to see the original owner’s younger sister, a tiny figure curled up by the bed. Her thin face was full of dependence as she clung to her, her eyes filled with attachment, like a homeless kitten.
Ning Hanzhu sighed.
No matter how absurd this world was, survival came first.
She dragged her heavy body around, searching the room, and finally found an unopened tube of milky-white nutrient solution on the bedside table. It looked like milk. Ning Qianqian’s eyes locked onto it, her tongue darting out to lick her lips.
Ning Hanzhu opened the tube, and Ning Qianqian, ravenous, eagerly opened her mouth. Watching her gulp it down, Ning Hanzhu felt a strange burning in her own stomach, though she didn’t know why.
Seeing her clutch her stomach, Ning Qianqian licked her lips and pushed the remaining nutrient solution toward her.
“Sister, drink.”
“No, you drink.”
Gurgle, gurgle.
Her stomach protested loudly.
The two stared at each other, wide-eyed.
Ning Hanzhu was so embarrassed she wished she could dig a hole with her toes. She muttered a promise, “Qianqian, I swear I won’t let you go hungry again.”
Ning Qianqian urged her to drink.
Having lived in a peaceful era where even pet dogs fared better than these sisters, Ning Hanzhu took a sip of the nutrient solution. It was tasteless, yet it brought an odd sense of satisfaction.
The burning in her stomach soon faded until it was gone.
But one tube was clearly not enough.
Next, Ning Hanzhu reorganized the room’s resources. The pile of junk consisted of parts the original owner had scavenged from who-knows-where, all scattered and disorganized. She knew the original owner had planned to sell them for money. In this world, mechas were exorbitantly expensive, and some materials fetched sky-high prices on the black market. The original owner had likely been hoping for a stroke of luck.
After half an hour of tidying, everything was sorted, but even if she sold all this junk, it wouldn’t fetch much.
She and Ning Qianqian were still at risk of missing their next meal.
The priority now was to collect next month’s subsidy. The government provided basic support for orphans like them: one nutrient tube per day and minimal living expenses.
When Ning Hanzhu took Ning Qianqian to the subsidy station, they waited in line briefly before it was their turn.
“It’s been a week since I’ve seen you two. If you hadn’t shown up, I was about to send someone to check on you.”
“Auntie Lu, hello.”
“Qianqian, good girl.”
In her memories, the lady at the subsidy station had always been kind to them. Ning Hanzhu explained honestly, “These past few days were my differentiation period, and Qianqian was at home taking care of me, so we couldn’t come earlier.”
Lu Qianran looked her up and down. “You’ve grown three centimeters taller. You’ll need new clothes.”
Her demeanor seemed different too.
The Ning Hanzhu before her exuded a calmness unusual for her age, likely a result of differentiating into an Alpha. Some Alphas were like different people before and after differentiation. Lu Qianran didn’t dwell on it and quickly arranged their supplies, transferring the subsidy funds to her optical computer.
Each person received 500 credits a month, so with both her and Ning Qianqian, they got 1,000 credits.
The nutrient solution was the lowest-grade, just enough to keep hunger at bay, with 20 tubes per person per month. Every quarter, they could also claim two sets of seasonal clothing. Other expenses, like the house they lived in—provided by the government—required a monthly rent of 300 credits.
“Thank you, Auntie Lu.”
“No need to thank me.”
As Ning Hanzhu turned to leave with the supplies, Lu Qianran called her back.
“Hanzhu, about that thing you asked me to look into.”
“…”
What thing?
Before she could dig through her memories for an answer, Lu Qianran continued, “I don’t recommend going to another planet right now. Their policies aren’t better than here, and since you just differentiated into an Alpha, you should go to school to learn more. If you’re worried about Ning Qianqian, I can watch her during the day.”
That was a lot of information.
The original owner had been sent to this remote planet by the main Ning family. After their parents died in a battle, the sisters’ lackluster potential led to their careless exile here.
Since they were still minors, the main family had assigned a distant relative to look after them. But upon arriving, that person had stripped them of anything valuable, issued a warning, and left them to fend for themselves.
If not for kind strangers guiding them, Ning Hanzhu and Ning Qianqian might not have survived.
Whenever the original owner tried to change their situation, that relative would show up, humiliate them, and leave.
That was likely why the original owner had wanted to escape this planet with her sister. Being constantly watched, unable to fight back, and scraping by on meager government aid would make anyone resentful.
But this reminded Ning Hanzhu of something more urgent.
“Auntie Lu, thank you. I’ll think about your suggestion. But today, could I trouble you to watch Qianqian for a bit?”
“Today?”
“Yes, I’ll pick her up later.”
As dusk fell, Ning Hanzhu entrusted Ning Qianqian to Lu Qianran and hurried to the agreed-upon spot.
Three people were squatting in a corner, hands in pockets, looking like they were growing mushrooms—hardly the image of people plotting something shady.
But Ning Hanzhu knew what they were up to. The scheme hadn’t started yet, and she believed every action should have a beginning and an end. Evil impulses like this should be nipped in the bud.
“Ning Hanzhu, you’re in luck today. I’m telling you, we’ve got a big job.”
“Big? No way.”
“Don’t say I didn’t look out for you. When Tiezai brings the fat sheep over, you charge in first. It’s the perfect chance to build your guts.”
“No—”
“Don’t worry. First time’s rough, second time’s easy. Do it a couple of times, and you’ll get the hang of it.”
“It’s not me.”
Shh—
Ning Hanzhu was pulled into the corner to stew with the others. Someone shoved a knife into her hand—a small one, barely ten centimeters long, with a dull tip.
Footsteps approached nearby.
“Miss, you have such refined air. You must be from a big planet.”
“Are you here to visit family or for fun? Need a guide? I can recommend a few.”
“Miss, you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever—”
“You’re so noisy.”
The voice was clear and cold, cutting the chatter short.
Ning Hanzhu looked toward the sound and saw a pale jawline and striking red lips, vivid like a flame. Half the face was hidden by a veil. She leaned forward, trying to see more clearly.
The next moment, someone shoved her from behind, and Ning Hanzhu stumbled out.
Clang.
The knife hit the ground.
The approaching footsteps stopped abruptly.
The three stood half a meter apart, staring at each other. The air grew thick with awkwardness.
If she could, Ning Hanzhu would’ve dug a hole to bury herself.
The people behind her urged, “Move! Seize the moment, quick!”
Ning Hanzhu, “…”
Seeing she couldn’t handle it, the others grew frustrated. One snatched the knife from the ground, and the three openly surrounded their target. “Hand over your money, and we’ll let you go. Otherwise, heh, we’ll slash your face.”
“Really going to slash my face?”
“Of course.”
Ning Hanzhu finally got a clear look at the delicate, palm-sized face. Seductive eyes, fair skin, and every gesture carried a captivating charm. Every glance and smile was enchanting.
What a pity it would be to ruin that face.
But then the frail, willow-like woman stepped forward. “Well, that’s great. Go ahead and slash.”
Ning Hanzhu, “…”
They were all insane.
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