I Heard I’m a Scummy Alpha? [Transmigration] - Chapter 97

@ WeiZui_QiantaoIsReal felt wronged after seeing the comments doubting her sincerity, but in truth, she’d just been too excited and had forgotten to take a photo with Yan Zui.

@ WeiZui_QiantaoIsReal：［Image］ But I really did receive Yan Zui’s jade pendant! The truth speaks for itself—I didn’t lie.

Comments:

“Heh, anyone can fake a picture. ‘Immortal’s Jade Pendant’? Please, that name screams middle schooler. At least try something classier.”

“No one believes that CP-fan nonsense. Stop embarrassing yourself.”

Branded a liar, no matter how @ WeiZui_QiantaoIsReal tried to explain, it only made things worse. In the end, she angrily blocked all of them.

She knew they’d twist it again—say she blocked them out of guilt or shame. But she no longer cared. Whatever she did was wrong anyway, so she might as well do what felt good.

Weibo was awful. She shouldn’t have posted there at all. She might as well have spent the time playing Immortal Unseen.

After Wu Baizhi’s interview went live, foreign companies soon began contacting Yunmengze, hoping to invest. Wu Baizhi, however, had only left them the company’s front desk number—and the receptionists were about to lose their minds.

Who could’ve imagined that a company once thought on the verge of bankruptcy would suddenly rise to fame as the developer behind the most advanced holographic game in all of Huaguo?

Reporters flooded in requesting interviews with the elusive boss; the front desk answered calls until their throats went hoarse, repeating the same polite refusals until they could barely speak.

Even the security guards outside were now earning their paychecks. Without an appointment or a valid work pass, no one—no matter who they were—was allowed into Yunmengze.

All the guards had been introduced by Zhou Xiao, and every one of them was a former soldier, sharp and disciplined. One morning, a man tried to force his way in—he was subdued within seconds and handed directly to the police.

That single incident was enough to silence any copycats.

These days, Zhou Xiao had practically become both bodyguard and assistant to Qi Yunwei and Yan Zui.

Many matters that the two of them couldn’t handle personally now fell to him.

His once-leisurely job had become hectic—but Zhou Xiao couldn’t be happier. His salary had tripled. Only a fool would complain.

Even his girlfriend, after learning about the raise, stopped pestering him for dates.

“Work hard,” she said. “Earn money for our future home.”

The implication was clear. Zhou Xiao, catching her hint about marriage, felt more motivated than ever.

“Yunwei,” Zhou Xiao said excitedly one morning, “the front desk just got a call from the National Science Bureau. The Director wants to meet you in person!”

Qi Yunwei smiled at the sparkle in his eyes. “The receptionist already told me. If you have something else to say, just say it directly.”

Zhou Xiao scratched the back of his head, a little embarrassed. “Actually, the Bureau Director is my old commanding officer. Somehow, he found out I’m working as your bodyguard. He insisted I help him arrange a meeting—said there’s a major deal he wants to discuss.”

Qi Yunwei raised a brow. “A military deal? How major are we talking?”

Zhou Xiao replied, “My old commander’s been promoted since I retired—he’s now the Supreme Commander of the Guangnan military region. So, probably very major.”

Even though Qi Yunwei had expected something like this once the game’s hidden functions were revealed, her pulse still quickened slightly.

She didn’t need to guess what the military wanted: using the holographic world to train soldiers—achieving optimal combat results with zero casualties.

Through Zhou Xiao’s introduction, Qi Yunwei scheduled the meeting with the Guangnan commander. Before that, she went to meet with the National Science Bureau’s Director.

The conversation went exceedingly well—especially after the Director learned that for the next three years, the holographic game would only be available in Huaguo, and registration would be restricted to citizens. His face bloomed into a delighted grin.

“I never imagined that the head of Yunmengze would not only be young and capable, but also so patriotic. It’s an honor to have a compatriot like you! Don’t worry, I’ll report your situation truthfully—the state will not overlook your contributions.”

A holographic game represented a leap beyond existing global technology—inevitably destined to take the world by storm. Yet Qi Yunwei had chosen to give up years’ worth of international profits, watching untold wealth slip away for the sake of national loyalty.

She rose to shake the Director’s hand, smiling.

“As long as there’s enough to live on, money is just numbers. People should have higher pursuits.”

Before this meeting, the Bureau had done a background check on her. Most of the online commentary was negative. But after talking to Qi Yunwei, the Director sighed.

“It’s clear now that rumors online can’t be trusted.”

Then, with a genial look, he asked,

“Xiao Qi, you’re only twenty-three, right? Probably not married yet? If you’re looking, Uncle Zhao knows quite a few lovely and accomplished Omegas at the Bureau. I could introduce you.”

Qi Yunwei quickly waved her hands.

“Oh, that won’t be necessary, Uncle Zhao. I’m already married.”

The Director blinked.

“Married? At your age? I had no idea—my apologies!”

He looked genuinely regretful. Such an outstanding Alpha—already taken so young!

Qi Yunwei smiled.

“Actually, if you’ve seen the rumors online, you probably already know my wife’s name.”

The Director frowned, thinking back. The only name ever linked with Qi Yunwei in gossip was Yan Zui, her partner from the reality show Living With You.

“Your wife is Yan Zui? As in, Yan Zui of the Yan Corporation? You two are married?”

Qi Yunwei nodded calmly.

“Yes. We haven’t held a ceremony yet, but we’ll make up for it later.”

“Then you must invite me!” the Director said at once.

“If it’s Yan Zui, then the two of you are a perfect match.”

Qi Yunwei laughed softly.

“We weren’t always. But I’m grateful—she supported me even when I was a nobody.”

After hearing that, all traces of regret vanished from the Director’s face.

Before she left, he added,

“Oh, and regarding Professor Zhao Liufang from Guangnan University—we’ve already sent an inspection team. This time, we’ll thoroughly investigate all of his misconduct. Please pass our apologies to Wu Baizhi.”

“I will,” Qi Yunwei replied.

Back at the company, Zhou Tang reported that Wu Baizhi was still out giving a televised interview with Huashi Network. Qi Yunwei returned to her office.

Yan Zui was still inside the game.

Qi Yunwei thought for a moment, then lay down in her own nutrient pod and logged in.

When she opened her eyes again, she was already standing by the teleportation circle halfway up Phoenix Cry Mountain.

She was now level thirty-five. After choosing the Artificer subclass at level thirty, she mostly leveled up through mining.

Mining, to most players, was tedious—but Qi Yunwei found it oddly satisfying. Watching the glimmer of ore slowly emerge from stone, seeing her backpack fill up little by little—it was its own quiet pleasure.

Out of habit, she checked the mini map.

Xuan Mingzhu and her brother were fishing up north by the Sea of Clouds; Yan Zui was tending spirit herbs at the Immortal Spring. They were over twenty kilometers apart—no chance of running into one another.

Qi Yunwei planned to dig up another hundred ores, then head down to the blacksmith to practice forging.

She trekked deeper into the mountains, defeating two red-eyed white rabbits and one rampaging green bear along the way. The rabbits could be captured as pets; the bear turned into EXP and vanished upon death.

With the two rabbits in her arms, she entered a mining cave and pulled out a Night Pearl for light.

But before long, she heard the sound of someone else mining deeper within. As she followed the noise, faint light began flickering from ahead.

Someone else had picked the same obscure profession?

Curious, Qi Yunwei raised her Night Pearl—Yan Zui’s gift—and quickened her pace. Turning a corner, she finally saw a girl hard at work striking the rocks.

The girl’s lighting came from a store-bought mining lamp—cheap, dim, and quick to burn out, taking up precious inventory space.

Qi Yunwei’s own Night Pearl, labeled Immortal’s Night Pearl, shone far brighter, consumed no energy, and took up just one slot.

She hadn’t meant to interrupt, but when she caught sight of the username hovering over the girl’s head, she couldn’t help but exclaim.

“So it’s you!”

The username: WeiZui_QiantaoIsReal —the very one that had taken her old fan’s name.

Startled, the girl whipped around. The moment she saw Qi Yunwei’s face, she froze, pointing her pickaxe shakily at her.

“Q–Qi Yunwei?”