Golden Phoenix Star, in a luxurious villa in the inner ring of A-District.
Yun Xuan was curled up in a corner of the room. Ever since falling into the water three months ago and arriving in this absurd world, he had hoped every single moment that this was all just a phantom dream before his death.
How could such a world exist?
Yun Xuan looked hatefully at the woman drinking in the center of the room and muttered for the thousandth time, “Monster.”
That’s right, a monster.
A monster that was neither male nor female.
He himself was also a monster that was neither male nor female.
This was a world of monsters that should be razed and purged.
Lucia turned her face, her bright red lips glistening with wine. “I heard that, you know.”
She stood up and walked over unhurriedly, her steps making soft sounds on the metal floor. “Originally, today is a celebration. Everyone should be happy.”
As she spoke, she squatted down, meeting the pair of black eyes filled with disgust. She reached out and gently stroked his neck. The blood vessel throbbed under her fingers at the same frequency as his heartbeat, giving her an supreme sense of control.
How wonderful.
“But, you see, the Empress Mother won’t let me participate in the parade. How can I possibly be happy?”
Yun Xuan’s lips turned white. He knew what this beast was about to do.
Every time, it was always like this.
The alpha’s suggestive pheromones filled the small corner. Lucia lifted the omega’s snow-white chin. “Then why don’t we do something to make us happy?”
“Get lost,” Yun Xuan’s face was flushed, his voice trembling. He hugged his legs tightly, hating his body’s reaction.
The most terrifying thing was that he had no way to kill himself. He was under constant surveillance, unable to touch anything that could harm him.
And the moment he made any suicidal gesture, those AI robots would rush over like the wind and drag him back to this sinful human world.
Moreover, this woman had endless ways to torture people. Every time he had a thought of suicide or escape, he would experience what it meant to live a life worse than death for the following week.
This world was two thousand years ahead of his own in the river of time, and its wicked tricks had also developed for two thousand years. Under such torture, Yun Xuan felt he was worse off than the lowest prostitute in a brothel.
Lucia squatted there leisurely, pheromones seeping through the gaps in her clothes and into the omega’s body. A pleased smile touched the corners of her eyes.
She had played with so many omegas, but none were as interesting as this one.
Lucia hated overly independent omegas; they lacked the charm an omega should have. She also hated overly obedient omegas; they just cried and whimpered, which was annoying.
What she liked were omegas whose claws of independence had been chopped off.
They liked to run, but in the end, they would always crawl back.
This is what an omega was.
Lucia looked down at Yun Xuan. He was flushed from head to toe, his lower lip bitten until it bled.
Lucia licked away the blood, and the man shuddered lightly.
And then, he would surrender.
There had never been an exception.
But, in the infinite chaos, he remembered the video he had seen on the light-brain that couldn’t send messages.
It was his younger sister.
The way she spoke, her subconscious mannerisms, and that whole set of A-Virtue theories filled with womanly benevolence-it all confirmed that this was his sister, Yun Chuji.
She had come here too. She had also become a monster.
A monster just like the one on top of him.
Disgusting.
Imperial Capital Star, A-District.
The Foundation Day celebration had begun. The purpose of the celebration was to commemorate the end of the Activation War and to heal the rifts between the three genders within the Empire.
In the StarNet’s realistic live broadcast, everyone stood in the magnificent square in front of the Imperial Palace. Ten thousand fountains gurgled beside them, adorned with statues of the heroes who had strived for the treaty during the Activation War. Their expressions were solemn, white marble delineating their beautiful muscle lines, their glorious figures representing the glorious history of the Empire.
Under the control of meteorologists, today, like in previous years, was a thrillingly bright and sunny day.
The Empress of the Empire stood on a high platform, spatially distant but visually extremely close to the broadcast audience. She wore a magnificent crown, and the gold threads on her elaborate robes shimmered in the sunlight. People could clearly see the Empress’s eyes, as profound as the deep sea. At this moment, regardless of the resentment people had developed towards the royal family during the recent turmoil, no one could deny the supreme majesty of the Empress.
The Empress and her subjects sang together the final and most famous battle song of the Activation War-For Peace.
The powerful singing coalesced into a profound emotion. People looked up at the alpha surrounded in mid-air. Her expression was solemn, and those famous Hall family eyes seemed to reveal a motherly love for her children, yet also seemed to be merely an inorganic mirror, reflecting the people’s own expectations and desires.
Beside the Empress stood a strange and youthful face. He was tall and handsome, his defiant eyes looking down with great interest at the nobles and commoners below. He couldn’t yet control his pheromones well, a thick suppression patch on the back of his neck, indicating his status as a newly-presented alpha.
Emile Hall, the Empress’s youngest alpha son.
He stood where Lucia Hall used to stand.
At this moment, the nobles actually present at the ceremony cast secretive glances at Clarence, who was standing to the Empress’s right rear. It seemed this omega prince, who had recently made a splash in the Empire’s center of power, had not secured the benefits he had hoped for in the power struggle.
The Empire was still the same Empire.
The Empress calmly summarized the major events of the past year in the Empire, praising those who had made great contributions in the fields of technology, finance, and medicine.
Then, she changed the subject. “An absurd affair has divided the alphas and omegas of the Empire. This is, without a doubt, a blasphemy against the spirit of the Activation War. Therefore, I will appoint Prince Emile to take full charge of holding the criminals accountable.”
“The Empire will not abandon any of its subjects.”
As her voice fell, many omegas in the broadcast audience cheered. The Empress was finally addressing their demands!
In the crowd, Tang Jianxi’s expression was complex. It seemed the royal family had reached a consensus with the Omega Legion. The list would be published, but the heir’s identity would still be decided by the Empress.
She looked from afar at her former friend and mentor. He was still elegant and noble, standing with a smile in that awkward position.
Would he use his current prestige and power to fight for more rights for omegas, or would he further stir up the situation until he got what he wanted?
Tang Jianxi couldn’t predict it. Or rather, she hadn’t been able to predict it for a long time.
Magnificent fireworks drowned out the cheers of the people. The sun and clouds were obscured, military ceremonial music boomed, and flowers rained down from the sky. The half-month-long celebration was about to officially begin.
Under the watchful eyes of the public, the royal family boarded the golden parade train. This train would become the sole reason for the Empire’s subjects to look to the sky during the celebration.
The members of the royal family stood at the train’s entrance, each holding a golden rose. The roses were casually tossed into the air and, from an angle unseen by the public, were recovered by machines to avoid hitting the crowd below.
From the angles the public could see, the roses fell into the arms of lucky individuals in the form of virtual reality.
The lucky ones would receive a visit from the royal family during the parade, and the golden roses representing peace would be personally delivered to them.
Tang Jianxi was not one of the lucky ones, nor was Yun Chuji. They watched the smiling people, feeling that the shadow of suffering seemed to be gradually receding from this world.
The train streaked across the sky, leaving a golden silhouette. Yun Chuji exited the live broadcast and looked up at the sky with the Yun family in reality.
They were sitting on the top floor of the manor villa, with soft sofas placed in the four corners and an abundance of drinks and desserts available for the taking. Many who had left the broadcast were whispering amongst themselves. The Empress’s final words had somewhat improved their attitude towards Yun Chuji. Someone came to have a drink with her. For the sake of kinship, Yun Chuji didn’t refuse, but too many people came to join the fun, and soon her head began to feel dizzy, so she slipped away to a quiet corner.
She leaned against the glass railing, her hazy eyes reflecting an approaching figure.
Yun Chuji turned her head, trying to pretend she didn’t see her. This person had just made her down several glasses of wine.
The woman paid no mind to Yun Chuji’s desire to ignore her. She stood beside Yun Chuji, and the unfamiliar alpha scent made Yun Chuji frown slightly.
“How did you and Miss Tang meet?”
Yun Chuji’s frown deepened, and her already poor impression of this woman instantly worsened. She turned her head, taking in the woman’s sharp features, and retorted, “Why are you asking me this question?”
The woman let out a low laugh, not bothering to hide her intentions. “We were university classmates. I pursued her for two years.”
Noticing Yun Chuji’s tense profile, the woman smiled again. “Of course, I didn’t succeed, so I’m quite curious about you.”
Yun Chuji had just sensed a strange hostility from this person. It was different from the hostility of other alphas who disdained to associate with her. Yun Chuji couldn’t quite put her finger on what was different, but this hostility was even more unsettling.
“We are getting married,” Yun Chuji said, glancing coolly at the woman, reminding her not to have any baseless fantasies.
The woman laughed in amusement. She raised her right hand, revealing a ring on her ring finger. “Miss Yun, have you forgotten that I am your cousin’s wife?”
Yun Chuji glanced into the crowd and, sure enough, saw a woman looking their way from time to time. Yun Chuji tapped her head and said apologetically, “I’ve had too much to drink.”
The woman smiled understandingly. Her smile softened her inherently sharp features, giving her an unexpected sense of affinity, though her voice remained cool. “Let me introduce myself formally. My name is Jiang Xiu. I came here mainly to get to know you. On the one hand, I’m genuinely curious how you managed to win over Tang Jianxi. On the other hand…”
“Miss Yun, are you interested in developing a career in livestreaming?”
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