I Topped the Aloof Omega in a Scummy Alpha Novel - Chapter 56

“I am your wife.”

A helicopter hovered overhead, lowering a rope ladder, and Huo Xiaoli climbed up.

After entering the city, she went to a certain museum. Today was Saturday. She entered through an internal passage, bypassing the main hall’s crowds, and headed straight for Hall C, which was not open to the public, taking the elevator to the fifth floor.

The words “Meeting in Progress” were lit up outside the conference room door. Huo Xiaoli walked to the next room, entered after her fingerprint passed, and sat down on a plastic chair. Directly opposite her was a one-way mirror facing the adjacent conference room. She pressed a remote control, and the sound from the next room filtered through.

Xuan Weiming was in the main seat, his hands resting on the table, his expression agitated: “Ren Chongan is dead. This is an excellent opportunity for us…”

So someone had died. Huo Xiaoli thought it was something important. She stood up, walked out, and directly opened the conference room door.

It was an internal meeting for the opposition, attended by core members, with an average age of forty and faces worn with the weariness of being tormented by the Conservative Party.

“Come out for a moment.” Huo Xiaoli gestured towards Xuan Weiming with her chin.

Huo Xiaoli showed no respect, giving orders to Xuan Weiming in front of everyone.

Some of them had met Huo Xiaoli and immediately felt she was undisciplined—a subordinate speaking to her superior this way was utterly rebellious.

Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, Xuan Weiming paused the meeting and followed her out.

The two went into the next room. Huo Xiaoli explained what she had seen that morning. Xuan Weiming’s blood instantly boiled. He gripped Huo Xiaoli’s shoulder and said, “Xiaoli, this news is too important!”

The steam rising from the soup pot hit Xuan Yuchi’s face, but the sparkling droplets on it were sweat.

She was originally executing another mission, but Xuan Weiming suddenly called and urgently instructed her to come here, to a private room in a Chinese restaurant.

The guest arrived earlier than her and was very attentive to this meeting.

When she entered the restaurant, the waiter quietly slipped Xuan Yuchi a letter.

Now, Xuan Yuchi handed the letter sealed with a wax stamp to the guest.

The guest opened the letter. On his sickly face, a pair of small eyes narrowed. He looked as if reading the letter was a struggle, and yet, such a person was the designated successor of the Conservative Party.

The guest’s expression gradually became surprised, doubtful, and then preposterous. These expressions gave him some life. He then slammed the letter onto the table, which made only a muffled sound.

“You… are you messing with me?!”

Xuan Yuchi was utterly confused. She genuinely didn’t know what was written in the letter that made the guest look like an honest person pushed to the brink.

The guest also noticed that Xuan Yuchi was probably just a messenger: “You, call Xuan Weiming.”

Xuan Yuchi dialed the number, pressed speakerphone, and placed the phone on the table.

The call connected quickly.

Xuan Weiming saw everything clearly through the pinhole camera in the room, a layer of smile surfacing.

“Councilor Yao, please be patient.”

The guest squeezed out a cold snort from his throat.

Is there a way for people to achieve eternal life in this world?

Perhaps in the future, but definitely not now.

She had worked in the national development sector for over a decade, serving as a leader, and she knew exactly how far the world’s technology had advanced.

Xuan Weiming: “I can’t guarantee it, but the person in front of you can.”

Xuan Yuchi abruptly lifted her head from the heat, meeting the guest’s even more exasperated gaze through her sunglasses.

Xuan Weiming: “Because she is, Xuan Yuchi.”

Xuan Yuchi’s scalp prickled. She looked at the phone, as if looking into Xuan Weiming’s eyes through it.

Was Xuan Weiming trying to deceive the person opposite her by using her resemblance to Huo Xiaoli, or did he genuinely know…

Councilor Yao looked at Xuan Yuchi strangely.

Xuan Weiming: “There is makeup remover in the cabinet.”

Xuan Yuchi’s mouth twitched. She picked up the phone and walked out of the private room.

Immediately after, a photo popped up on her phone.

Her mother had been taken away.

“Xiaochi, we are family.”

Xuan Yuchi gave a cold laugh.

“Are you and Huo Xiaoli setting me up together?”

Xuan Weiming: “No, I just want to try my best to bring you into my camp. Auntie needs you.”

Xuan Yuchi removed her makeup. Councilor Yao’s mouth dropped open, then she shook her head: “Based on this alone, you cannot prove that your Xuan family has a way to grant eternal life.”

Councilor Yao was 40 years old this year, but her time was limited. No one in the Yao family had lived past 50. Most Yao family members devoted themselves to scientific research just to escape the curse of fate.

She knew that the Conservative Party putting her forward now was merely the result of a multi-party struggle. They wanted a sick person, a puppet on the stage, so that no one could benefit. If that was the case, why couldn’t she use this opportunity to secure a way out for herself and the entire Yao family?

Xuan Yuchi received a video from Huo Xiaoli.

She played the video for Councilor Yao. The video was very short, only 1 minute, but Councilor Yao’s face flushed with excitement after watching it.

The meal ended quickly without anyone touching the chopsticks. Xuan Weiming got the answer he wanted.

Huo Xiaoli called, telling Xuan Yuchi that she was now monitoring Xuan Ling. Before Xuan Yuchi could reply, she hung up the phone.

Xuan Yuchi then contacted Bai Yangyang, wanting to confirm something with her. Bai Yangyang said she would return to the country tomorrow and they could discuss it when they met.

Meanwhile, Bian Yunchen’s backup phone showed Xuan Weiming’s call log.

Bai Yangyang.

She had investigated this person and knew she was Xuan Yuchi’s former classmate, and she also knew some strange rumors about her.

The only thing she couldn’t understand was what secret existed between her and Xuan Yuchi.

The veil between lovers perhaps shouldn’t be easily pierced. She had promised Xuan Yuchi to let her have her secrets.

She could pretend not to know after glimpsing the truth.

What else could she do? She was an actress, after all.

Ultimately, she could not accept potential danger. Only by mastering everything about Xuan Yuchi could she ensure she wouldn’t be easily abandoned again.

In the coffee shop, the Ms. Bai in front of her seemed utterly unsurprised, even though the appointment was with Xuan Yuchi, and Bian Yunchen was the one who showed up.

Bai Yangyang’s mother had broken off with Bai Yi, making Bai Yangyang’s return to the country very unsafe at this time.

Bian Yunchen planned to use this as a threat, but Bai Yangyang cut straight to the chase: “Ms. Bian, just ask whatever you want to ask.”

Bian Yunchen asked if she could truly predict the future.

Bai Yangyang stared into Bian Yunchen’s eyes.

“You will jump off a tall building.”

Bian Yunchen left the coffee shop and turned left into the parking garage. Xuan Yuchi walked over from the right, entering the coffee shop with an apologetic expression.

“Sorry, I set the alarm clock wrong.”

Bai Yangyang shook her head and said it was fine.

Xuan Yuchi: “The election results…”

Bai Yangyang still shook her head.

Xuan Yuchi’s heart sank halfway.

Xuan Yuchi: [666, didn’t you say it would be soon?]

System: [Host, you must understand, it’s really written that way on the panel. You have successfully captured the aloof O, and you are only 1% away from completing the mission.]

Xuan Yuchi felt something was wrong. In a daze, she recalled a trope.

Xuan Yuchi: [This 1% of yours, is it going to require completing 5 small tasks to become 0.5%, and then 5 more small tasks to become 0.1%…]

The system gasped.

The host hadn’t activated the premonition feature in this life, right?

System: [H-How did you know?]

Xuan Yuchi felt like screaming right now.

Xuan Yuchi: [Is there a speedrun method?]

System: [There is one!]

Xuan Yuchi: [Why didn’t you say so earlier???]

System: [I can only gain permission if the host actively suggests it. This method is to send the Heavenly Dragon scum A back to her original world. As for how to send her back, the host needs to explore it herself.]

Bai Yangyang saw her silent for a long time, thinking she was discouraged, and also sighed: “For so many years, the Bai family has never thought about changing the future. The Bai family got to where it is by choosing sides. Xuan Yuchi, you can also…”

“No.” Xuan Yuchi gave her a resolute answer.

Even if she died one more time, one more time, a thousand times, ten thousand times, she would not accept this outcome.

Bai Yangyang smiled and told her: “Bian Yunchen was just here.”

After concluding the meeting with Bai Yangyang, Xuan Yuchi’s first call was to Huo Xiaoli, telling her that the election results had not changed.

“No?”

“How can there be no change?!”

Huo Xiaoli sounded somewhat distraught on the other end.

Xuan Yuchi didn’t have time to soothe her emotions. She hastily hung up and called Bian Yunchen.

No answer.

Huo Xiaoli found Bian Yunchen a step ahead.

She smiled chillingly: “Don’t you think this world is very strange?”

She had always felt this world was a bit strange, and sometimes even felt she herself was a bit strange.

Bian Yunchen wanted the answer.

Her heart was a frozen lake, with many questions hidden beneath the ice. They always wanted to break free, but she forcefully sealed them.

Bai Fu and Huo Xiaoli waited outside the cave for over an hour.

Huo Xiaoli grew impatient: “Is this trick of yours going to work or not?”

Xuan Yuchi couldn’t change the future, but Huo Xiaoli could change her position, so she immediately formed an alliance with the true protagonist of this world.

Bai Fu scoffed: “According to the setting of this world, whoever rolls into the pool first will recover their memory. My system has refreshed the pool’s function. As long as Bian Yunchen jumps in, she will recall everything before. I don’t believe she would stake her life throughout all her lives for a mission that cannot be completed at all.”

Bian Yunchen’s body was soaked in the pool, but her spirit went to another world. One moment, she was hit on the head by a flying sledgehammer; another, she was injected with lethal drugs; then she crashed into a wall; and then she slit her own throat with a knife.

The pain was so clear.

But what hurt her the most was the final glance Xuan Yuchi gave her every time…

She remembered.

The wind howled, and the torrential rain poured, blurring the bustling night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Bian Yunchen’s hair was half-dry, a few strands clinging to her cheeks. She sat on the sofa, supporting her forehead. It seemed that during this time, the number of times she waited for Xuan Yuchi increased, or perhaps, it had always been her waiting for her.

When she was little, Xuan Yuchi couldn’t keep up with her pace. Then, at a certain point, Xuan Yuchi suddenly grew up, and she stood at the origin of their relationship, continuing to wait for her, waiting for her to finish the things she had to do, waiting for her to turn around and have a proper relationship with her.

The cycles of reincarnation were too many, and memories were tangled in her mind. Bian Yunchen was genuinely fed up with this torment.

The sound of Xuan Yuchi opening the door was very soft. She rushed there immediately after receiving Bian Yunchen’s message, pushing aside her work. Seeing Bian Yunchen’s haggard appearance, she felt she had arrived too late.

She carefully walked to her side, held her wrist, and knelt on the carpet with one leg.

“What did Bai Yangyang tell you?” A sense of ominous foreboding grew in her heart.

Bian Yunchen cupped her face, her eyes red, and choked out the question: “If you must do something so dangerous, why would you leave me out?”

Xuan Yuchi’s heart sank, thinking she had remembered something.

Then she heard her say: “I will stand on the platform for the person you support in the next election.”

“No, you don’t need to get involved.” Xuan Yuchi almost subconsciously retorted.

Bian Yunchen showed a somewhat helpless smile: “I am your wife. Do you understand that?”

Her forehead rested against Xuan Yuchi’s, and she gently kissed Xuan Yuchi’s lips.

Later, Xuan Yuchi tested her many times and confirmed that she hadn’t remembered the previous cycles of memory.

However, quite cleverly, upon Huo Xiaoli’s suggestion, she found the initial form of the world’s richest person who would help the Conservative Party secure re-election in the next election—an entrepreneur who was currently being treated like a lunatic.

Bian Yunchen invested a sum of money in that person. The person was immensely grateful and, within a year, began to show his talent, going from being completely ignored to being favored by major financial media outlets.

Xuan Yuchi then sought Bai Yangyang again for the result. Bai Yangyang replied to her, saying she could rest easy.

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