Editor: Decembery
Qiu Yu thought that Wen Zhiyi’s appearance would be a mere interlude, yet he didn’t expect that this event would be pushed up to the hot search on the entertainment section of the social platform.
The article that triggered this hot search was very clearly in the style of a marketing account—the article began with a sneak shot and the entire text was filled with words like “maybe”, “hypothesised”, and “what do you think” that, despite not explicitly creating gossip, clearly pointed netizens down a scandalous train of thought. All of the ensuing arguments and disputes were sparked by the netizens, as such, the marketing account absolved itself of responsibility.
Soon, the hot search was full of smoke. People’s attention moved from being initially curious about the relationship between Qiu Yu and the other guy to spreading a rumour about Qiu Yu was stepping on two boats, and then moved to argue about equal rights for ABO…
It may be because he felt no sense of belonging to this world, but Qiu Yu did not feel any negative emotions such as anger or humiliation even when being the target of online debates.
On the contrary, he paid no attention to the storm online.
“What’s there to be angry about? Even if they accuse me of stepping on eighteen boats, there’s no way I would really be a scumbag.” Qiu Yu sat down opposite Zhou Shu, plate in hand. He then rubbed Lu Cun, who was sitting next to him, on the head and said, “Don’t argue with them anymore, it’s not good for digestion.”
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Lu Cun was holding his bracelet, in the middle of using his trumpet to argue with a rumour-spreading account when he was rubbed on the head by Qiu Yu. His face immediately flushed red.
He pursed his lips and dodged, grumbling, “Master, don’t touch my head… if people see it they’ll scold you again.”
Qiu Yu took back his hand and used his chopsticks to pick up a bun. Biting in, he spoke, “What would they scold me for?”
“They’ll say you not only provoke Alphas, but also won’t let off Betas.” Mu Feibai had gotten his breakfast and squeezed in next to Zhou Shu. Seemingly with a casual smile, he asked, “Was that guy really your ex-boyfriend?”
Qiu Yu denied, “Not really.”
At most, the original was considered a spare tire or a safety net by that scumbag.
Mu Feibai slowly took a sip of porridge while he gazed at Qiu Yu’s face. However, he still couldn’t hold back his question so after a moment, he asked, “What do you mean by ‘not really’? Wasn’t he the one you’d been waiting for… you guys weren’t together before?”
“Captain.” Du Chen suddenly called, a warning tone in his voice.
Mu Feibai rubbed the tip of his nose. “Sorry, I was wrong.”
That question was a bit too personal and it could easily have been taken offensively Hedidn’t even know why he couldn’t help voicing that question, but if he didn’t, he would always feel as though something was stuck in his chest, making him uncomfortable.
However, Qiu Yu didn’t feel at all offended and so replied casually, “We’ve never been together.”
After a pause, he lightly laughed and added, “And I haven’t been waiting for him all this time either.”
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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Zhou Shu provokingly glared back with the words “If you can ask why can’t I” written on his face.
Seeing the two’s little actions, Qiu Yu laughed on the inside as he knew that boys at their age would be interested in these sorts of matters. Back when he was in the army and someone got together with another person, almost an entire barrack of soldiers would go over to get in on the tea and tease them. The soldiers wouldn’t stop until the one dating had gone red in the face from embarrassment and started chasing everyone around to beat them up.
Thinking that Zhou Shu and the others were going to be his comrades in soon and that the way comrades interact is probably still the same, Qiu Yu looked through his memory fragments and nodded, “We’ve hugged. As for kissing… does the forehead count?” Never mind the fact that the one who was kissed wasn’t actually him.
“Ah? He’s actually kissed before mmph—” Halfway through speaking, Mu Feibai stuffed a bun into Zhou Shu’s mouth.
“Even food can’t make you shut your mouth.” Mu Feibai gritted his teeth.
After eating another couple of mouthfuls, he couldn’t help his gaze falling onto Qiu Yu’s forehead.
Qiu Yu’s forehead was lightly covered by a thin layer of thin but dense hair. Gaps between the hairs showed slivers of pale and smooth skin that was probably just as soft as the rest of his face—Mu Feibai wondered how it would feel to place a kiss there…
Qiu Yu suddenly looked up, his gaze clashing with Mu Feibai’s.
Mu Feibai subconsciously avoided his eyes before he quickly looked back with a smile hovering about his lips, “Coincidentally, it’s your turn to broadcast during rank tonight, do you have any plans for face-slapping?”
Hearing this, Du Chen interjected, “Are you really going to let him broadcast tonight?”
Mu Feibai placed his elbows on the table and rested his chin on his hands. “Of course, that’s what is written on the schedule.”
Du Chen frowned, “There’s so much happening online right now, he’s going to get chased around and scolded if he does broadcast.”
Mu Feibai smiled, “Then why don’t you ask him if he’s afraid?”
The two’s lines of sight fell on Qiu Yu at the same time.
Qiu Yu finished the last bite of his bun, casually wiped his hands, and then stood up to leave, “Time for training.”
When night training began and they were about to rank, He Jingxing couldn’t help asking the same question Du Chen did in the morning. “Are you sure you want to broadcast today? It’s fine as well if you want to change times with Xiao Lin or Xiao Lu…”
“No need, today is fine.” As he spoke, Qiu Yu entered and sat down in the gaming cabin, “Don’t worry, coach, I won’t be affected by their comments.”
Seeing Qiu Yu’s apathetic expression, Coach He breathed a sigh of relief, “Alright then, you can decide for yourself.”
He actually wished to see more qualities of a hot-blooded youth in Qiu Yu. After all, emotions were needed as motivation in esports competitions. No matter if it’s anger or unwillingness when facing accusations, they were all good emotions as long as they could motivate one toward victory.
However, Qiu Yu was so calm that it made Coach He a little skeptical—in such a calm and apathetic child, he couldn’t see a desire for victory.
It turns out that his instincts were pretty good, as Qiu Yu indeed didn’t desire victory, but was rather enjoying the battle.
The Qiu Yu who walked onto the battlefield was like a fish returning to the ocean. Having gone back to the world he was familiar with, he could take out his enemies at any time he wished, with no hesitation, no delays, and no small talk. Every strategy would be accomplished concisely. He would enter and retreat so cleanly that not a drop of water or dirt would splash on him.
He was born to be a warrior.
[This, this, this, is he really an Omega? There’s really no mistake?]
[Damn, if it wasn’t for the fact that you can’t enter fake information in to the professional league, there’s no way I would believe he’s an Omega. Even compared to god Mu, there’s no doubt he’s among the top tier of competitors!]
[So curious about his pheromones, I seem to have smelled the scent of metal and blood through my full-dive goggles, is it just my illusion?]
In Qiu Yu’s broadcasting room, most of the people who scolded him brainlessly left during the first round of rank. After that, debates over his gender lasted for the next two. In the fourth ranked match, Qiu Yu managed to use a single dagger to kill a special mutant beast in the opponent’s jungle all by himself, while under extremely disadvantageous circumstances. The barrage immediately boiled.
In the end, esports fans worshipped the strong.
All those who initially held apprehension towards previous videos felt the need to correct the balance in their minds, as, after watching rounds and rounds of rank from Qiu Yu’s perspective, they were now more inclined to believe him.
However, the rise of a new star was not something certain battle teams wanted to see.
Hence, those formless hands once again started working in the background, trying to find other ways to suppress the young Omega that stumbled into everyone’s sights. Qiu Yu’s capabilities and strength suppressed the damage brought about by the rumours, then they could raise him up before killing him—just like what they had always done with Mu Feibai.
[The strongest Omega in history!]
[Oh fuck that’s too handsome, he’s the pride of Omegas, beating a bunch of Alphas until they don’t even dare to get angry!]
[Really want to see Qiu Yu challenge the leaderboards. Don’t know if he can break Mu Feibai’s monopoly, I feel like his archery skills are definitely better than god Mu, though I have no idea why he didn’t challenge earlier.]
Ten o’clock at night, the ranked match training formally ended.
Just as Qiu Yu was about to exit the broadcast room, he saw that someone gave him three consecutive high-priced gifts that were worth ten thousand star coins each and a message that read: One person’s blood letter asking Boss Ghost to challenge the leadership boards!!!
Immediately after, the barrage was full of celebrating fans egging him on to do the challenges and refresh all the records Mu Feibai made in one fell swoop.
[Boss Ghost go refresh the leaderboard! We’ll wait for you!]
[Overturn god Mu, Bost Ghost forever!]
[god Mu once said that he would broadcast a sexy dance in women’s clothes if someone breaks his records! Hurry and get going god Qiu!!!]
Actually, the moment the barrage’s tone changed, Qiu Yu already felt as though something was odd.
The mob trying to get him to refresh the leaderboard records came too suddenly. Although he didn’t have proof, his many years of battle instincts allowed him to quickly sniff out a trap.
Unfortunately, the fans that participated were completely oblivious that they were being used as a knife in someone else’s hands,still immersed in the excitement of their idol being presented with a chance to face-slap.
Qiu Yu had no interest in challenging the leaderboard, let alone being used by the masterminds to sow discord among the team.
He expressionlessly cut off the live broadcast and left the game. He opened the door of the game cabin, took off his helmet, and ran a hand through his hair now damp with cold sweat. Even after going through a less intense rank training, his body was still not accustomed to playing four matches in a row. Pain shot through his nerves directly to his brain, his sight darkened and his stomach seemed to contract, causing him to retch uncontrollably.
Qiu Yu had been a frequent visitor to the infirmary since the first day of training, so now both Qi Zhefeng and He jingxing would wait for him to finish training everyday. The moment the cabin door opened, the two immediately walked up and supported Qiu Yu’s arms and carefully pulled him out of the cabin.
However, the intensity of four consecutive ranked matches was indeed on a different level to regular training. The moment Qiu Yu exited the cabin, he struggled to push Qi Zhefeng away before he bent down and vomited.
After a bout of chaos, Qiu Yu was sent to the infirmary and Yuan Lu brought a robot over to clean. The team members also willingly stayed to help.
Yuan Lu left after cleaning up and Zhou Shu suddenly sighed, “Qiu ge is having such a hard time, even I didn’t have it this bad when I first entered the youth training camp and switched to a gaming cabin…”
Lin Jinxi also felt the same. “Yeah… if I was an Omega, I don’t think I’d have his courage.”
Lu Cun rubbed his shoulder that still vaguely hurt due to the effects of the game cabin and nodded emphatically in agreement.
Mu Feibai smiled and was just about to speak, however he was suddenly interrupted by a muffled thump.
Du Chen slammed the door of his gaming cabin shut, his face covered in frost, “What kind of strength is there in stubbornness? Does he not know his own body? Always torturing himself like this—that’s why I said Omegas shouldn’t play in the professional league!”
T/n: Heyo, sorry for the late update again! I have two assignments due and 1 exam on this friday so I’ve been cramming these days… but yah good luck to everyone who has exams coming up (and lucky you to those who don’t~) 〒▽〒
Good luck!
If you’re not willing to endure some pain, you’ll never get stronger.
Thank you for the chapter! 🤍💚🤍💚🤍💚🤍💚
Thanks for the update 🤣❤️🤣❤️🤣
Good luck on your finals!
Good luck on your exams
Thanks for the chapter
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
Wish you luck with your cramming!! 🙌🏻💯
Good luck with school
This guy sounds like a broken record, everytime he makes a appearance he always says “this is why Omega’s” this and that, we get it already jeez Louis (=_=)
I was getting hooked to the story then suddenly hit a wall(〒﹏〒). I’m going to wait for the updatttee
Thank you for the chapters~!!
My favorite part about apocalypse transmigrators, they simply Can’t Be Bothered to care about any of that petty social maneuvering stuff haha. As for Du Chen, whatever else his views and reasoning, it’s really inappropriate to act like Qiu Yu isn’t a rational adult capable of making his own choices. He’s got a real simplistic view of how people weigh what is and isn’t worth it
Thank you so much for translating! <3
I love Du Chen so much. Tsun tsun always have my heart
Oh shut up Du Chen
Why doesn’t he just calm his little firecracker self in the corner though 😂
Honestly at this point I just wanna find out Dh Chen’s trauma. Like he obviously cares about Qiu Yu but also doesn’t respect his agency so I’m just wondering which Omega died and left him like this
Dear Du Chen, if you don’t have anything good to say, kindly shut up please 😭
My favourability for you is already dwindling
Confirmed, our boy Du Chen got a sharp tongue but soft heart🤣
What right does Du Chen have to criticize Qiu Yu’s choice to push himself? This is misplaced concern at BEST. He’s not the one calling the shots. “Omegas shouldn’t do this” “Omegas shouldn’t do that” well I shouldn’t shove a fist down your throat either but it’s sounding awfully tempting right now.
And to the readers calling Du Chen ‘tsun tsun’ for being sexist, please stop.