The Green Tea Omega Has Turned Bad - Chapter 3

Yan Xia wanted to take a closer look, but she suddenly smelled a faint bitterness drifting toward her. It was like a breeze blowing across the surface of the sea, carrying damp water vapor and coarse sand salty and astringent.

She instinctively furrowed her brows, feeling a bit dizzy.

If her nose wasn’t broken, this should be the scent of sea salt, which was also the scent of Shang Wandong’s pheromones.

“Hello? System, where are you?”

The system, which had been silently watching from the sidelines, floated out: “I’m here, I’m here, dear Host.”

Yan Xia put down her chopsticks and rubbed her temples. “Explain this: why do I feel dizzy when I smell Shang Wandong’s pheromones?”

System: “Host, did you forget? You are an Alpha now.”

A single word woke her from her dream; Yan Xia suddenly understood.

She had almost forgotten that when two Alphas come into close contact, their pheromones repel each other; this is a very normal phenomenon.

Just now, when she was sitting with Yan Siqiu, because the other party was an Omega, she didn’t have any special sensations.

“Is there any solution?” Yan Xia suppressed her dizziness and gritted her teeth. “If we repel each other like this, how am I supposed to get along with her in the future?”

Perhaps out of a guilty conscience, the system’s voice became quieter: “Actually, we have already automatically lowered the relevant threshold for you. Because the original host was an Omega, her level of acceptance toward Shang Wandong was very high. Even after transforming into an Alpha, you can accept her pheromone injection better than others.”

“You mean the dizziness I feel now is the result after it’s already been lowered?!”

The system said cautiously: “Yes, otherwise the degree of repulsion between two Alphas would be much more intense.”

Yan Xia: As expected, you’re forcibly increasing the difficulty of the game for me.

She felt so dizzy right now it was as if someone had hit her with a sledgehammer. She didn’t want to waste words and asked straight to the point: “Is there any way to completely block the interference of pheromones?”

“Of course there is!” The system introduced enthusiastically, “If the Host still cannot accept the current threshold, you can choose to use Positive Points to exchange for a Pheromone Shield, which will eliminate the trouble forever.”

Yan Xia sharply caught the key words: “How many points?”

“200,” the system said with great excitement. “You won’t lose out, and you won’t be cheated!”

Yan Xia: I’m going to die. I just gained 20 points, and now you want to deduct ten times that amount? Is this reasonable?!

She asked with high emotional intelligence: “May I ask, were you a game planner for some company before?”

The system was confused: “Of course not.”

“Then why are you so stingy?”

System:

“How about this, I’ll give you a small ‘knife’ 100 points.”

Are you using a Dragon Slaying Saber for that discount?!

System: “How about 180?”

“105, let’s make a friend.”

System: “160!”

Yan Xia gritted her teeth: “Have a heart. Who was the one who turned me into an Alpha in the first place? I suspect you are forcibly selling me goods; be careful, or I’ll report you to your superiors!”

The system yielded instantly: “Wait a minute! 130, I can’t go any lower than that.”

The scent of sea salt felt like bitter seawater repeatedly pouring into her nose and mouth. Yan Xia opened her mouth to breathe like a drowning person, feeling so nauseous she wanted to vomit: “Fine, fine, fine, let me exchange for it quickly!”

With a “ding” in her mind, the dizziness vanished instantly.

The system suppressed its mechanical voice, and if one listened closely, there was a hint of grievance: “Thank you for your patronage. System BH00001 is at your service.”

Yan Xia felt refreshed. Her back straightened, and logic reoccupied the high ground.

The bitterness of the sea salt became almost imperceptible, like a desolate tide at dusk, slowly receding under the orange glow of the setting sun.

Yan Xia glanced around. Fortunately, the female lead naturally had a low sense of presence, and no one had noticed her abnormality just now.

She heard Yan Siqiu ask with concern: “Sister Wandong, are you feeling any better?”

“Since you’re not feeling well, don’t go to afternoon classes,” Zhao Daimann followed up. “Don’t eat these oily things. I told Nanny Mei to specially brew some millet porridge for you.”

Shang Wandong nodded: “I’m fine, thank you, Aunt Zhao.”

She was usually a person of few words, and now she just lowered her eyes and silently drank the freshly made millet porridge brought by the servant. Seeing this, the others shifted their gazes with peace of mind.

Yan Xia also maintained her “little transparent” persona, remaining as quiet as a chicken. Only the other three were talking at the dinner table.

Amidst the back-and-forth conversation, Yan Siqiu suddenly used her chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish. She reached across Shang Wandong to put it into Yan Xia’s bowl, saying earnestly: “Sister, try this! It’s delicious.”

Yan Xia furrowed her brows.

The female lead was allergic to fish. How did Yan Siqiu happen to pick up fish and be “kind” enough to want her to eat it?

This biological younger sister was indeed trying to take revenge deliberately again.

Zhao Daimann showed no reaction, appearing as if she didn’t know about the allergy either. Seeing Yan Siqiu acting out this “sisterly affection,” she looked quite satisfied and nodded: “Yan Xia, learn more from your sister. She is younger than you, but she is much more sensible than you.”

This group of people really doesn’t have a single person who truly cares about the female lead.

Not to mention Shang Wandong and Shang Zhengyu; they weren’t even family members, so why would they help her?

Yan Xia put down her chopsticks, feeling her appetite disappear.

“System, I really want to snap at her.”

The system turned pale with fright: “Host, stay calm! Stay calm! Remember your persona!”

Yan Xia had never been one to have a good temper. At this moment, after enduring it all day, she was approaching her breaking point, surrounded by a low-pressure aura: “Personas can be changed, right?!”

Fearing she would go out of character by force, the system hurried to soothe her: “Of course you can! But if you change it now, the readers will find it very strange. If the world in the book collapses, the Host won’t be able to go back!”

Hearing about going home, Yan Xia regained a bit of her reason.

That’s right. Why get angry with these mission NPCs? The important thing now is to quickly finish the task and return to the real world. I’m still busy with my postgraduate entrance exams.

Yan Xia suppressed her anger, her face as calm as water: “You’re right. I’ll change it slowly.”

The system could hear a bit of tooth gritting in her tone and couldn’t help but tremble.

Seeing Yan Xia bow her head without speaking, Yan Siqiu felt even more proud of herself.

That’s it. As expected, this trash doesn’t have the courage to resist. I overestimated her before; she’s nothing special!

Just as she was about to put the fish meat into Yan Xia’s bowl, her hand was suddenly gripped tightly by someone.

“I’m not eating it.” Yan Xia grabbed her wrist, looked up, and smiled at her. “Thank you.”

Yan Siqiu’s expression froze. Sharp pain shot up from her wrist; she trembled, and her grip on the chopsticks failed. They slipped out of her hand and hit the floor with a crisp clatter.

She cried out in pain: ” It hurts!”

System: I thought you said you wouldn’t snap?

Zhao Daimann’s face changed drastically. She stood up directly from her seat and shouted sternly: “What are you doing? Let go of your sister quickly!”

Yan Xia ignored her and applied more force. Yan Siqiu let out a scream, sweat trickling down her pale face.

The system repeated like an alarm: “Warning! Warning! Collapse value increased by 5%!”

Zhao Daimann was both shocked and angry: “Yan Xia!”

Yan Xia looked at her and suddenly asked: “Mom, do you know that I am allergic to fish meat?”

Zhao Daimann was stunned upon hearing this. Feeling she couldn’t save face, she stammered: “This I indeed forgot. Your sister also had good intentions; why must you make things so difficult for her?”

Forgot? I think you never cared in the first place.

Yan Xia sneered in her heart. She lowered her head, her voice trembling: “I understand.”

She slumped her shoulders, her heavy bangs covering her face. She let out a few sobs, and a trail of crystalline liquid slid across her cheek, vanishing in an instant.

Seeing this, Shang Zhengvu put down the chicken leg, looking surprised: “She’s crying!”

Yan Siqiu’s hand was released. She looked at the dark bruise on her fair wrist and almost cried for real.

Then she turned her head and saw that Yan Xia, the culprit, was acting aggrieved before she could? What kind of suffocating maneuver was this?!

Zhao Daimann was already very embarrassed by Yan Xia’s soul-searching question, so she didn’t dare to criticize her further. She only said to Yan Siqiu: “Alright, your sister is allergic to this. Don’t give it to her in the future.”

Yan Siqiu thought: As if I didn’t know that?!

But Zhao Daimann had no intention of pursuing the matter further, so Yan Siqiu couldn’t make a scene. She could only hold her bruised wrist and act spoiled toward Shang Wandong next to her: “Sister Wandong, my hand hurts so much.”

Shang Wandong put down her spoon, glanced at her, and replied calmly: “Why are you calling me if it hurts? I’m not a doctor.”

Shang Zhengyu burst out laughing without giving her any face, and Yan Xia also nearly broke her expression.

This person, Shang Wandong, had a persona in the original novel as a “cold Alpha with an unusual way of thinking and slightly low emotional intelligence.”

This was quite an interesting persona, which was very rare in melodramatic web novels. When she first started reading this book, Yan Xia was frequently amused by Shang Wandong’s low-EQ remarks and couldn’t help but keep reading page after page.

Precisely because Shang Wandong’s brain worked differently, she didn’t ignore or give the cold shoulder to Yan Xia like the people around her. Instead, she viewed Yan Xia as a normal person like everyone else a friend she grew up with and treated her with total impartiality.

But for Yan Xia, this was already a great stroke of luck.

Having met with one setback after another, Yan Siqiu’s face turned darker and darker. Feeling she had lost all dignity, she stood up and stomped upstairs.

The lunch ended on a sour note.

Yan Xia walked all the way back to her room with her head down. She immediately wiped away the eye drops she had just exchanged from the system and let out a lazy yawn.

The system gave a heartless prompt: “Host, the collapse value has now reached 5%.”

“No rush. It’s not like it can’t be lowered.” Yan Xia sat down on the swivel chair in front of the desk, unconcerned.

There weren’t many things in the female lead’s room, making it look a bit desolate. She took out a blank notebook from the drawer and began to transcribe the outline she had reorganized on the scratch paper.

As she copied, Yan Xia asked the system: “Can I look at the reader comments now?”

The system cooperated: “Of course.”

A window immediately opened in her mind, and the page jumped to the comment section. Black text on a white background met her eyes.

Are You Crazy: Did I see that right? This bastard author actually came back to update?!!

Gary: Holy crap, it’s been gathering dust in my favorites for so long, and suddenly an update notification pops up. I almost threw my phone.

Bridge Noodles: My youth has returned. Damn it, it’s been seven years! You bastard author, eat my razor blades!!!

User 39999: It’s not an update; it seems the text was revised.

Maru-chan: The first three chapters were revised! Wait, this direction is a bit… what’s that? Has the female lead’s personality changed? It’s so sudden.

Heart Fire Hydrant: But I think this personality is okay. She snapped back at the cannon fodder; that was satisfying hhhhhh.

Soul and Dream Together: To be honest, yeah, I also think this revision is pretty good.

User 39999: I strongly agree.

Qingxi: +1

Seeing this, Yan Xia said with satisfaction: “See, there are quite a few people who think this is good.”

System: “You should continue reading.”

Maru-chan: But don’t you think it’s OOC? The female lead wasn’t like this originally. It feels like a different person. How should I put it it’s lost that ‘flavor.’

Not Luoyang: True. I think if the author wants to revise it, it’s better to do it gradually.

Qingxi: Why are the people upstairs so argumentative? How can you tell she’s a different person? Isn’t she still quite cowardly? She just knows how to resist a little bit now. Not bad. Bastard author, keep it up, and there will be plenty of ‘landmines’ (donations) for you!

Announcement: Qingxi donated x1 Landmine. Positive Points +50.

Yan Xia was surprised: “So reader donations can also increase Positive Points?”

“Yes.”

Yan Xia pondered for a moment and then asked: “Then to what extent do I have to go to be considered as having finished the task?”

The system spoke eloquently: “According to the ending of the original novel, you must achieve at least the following conditions: First, complete the wedding with Shang Wandong; second, the collapse value must not exceed 60%; third, reverse the ‘bad’ ending, criticize the false, the ugly, and the evil, and promote the true, the good, and the beautiful; fourth, you must leave the world in the book immediately after completing the task and cannot stay.”

Yan Xia’s smile froze: “So I must pursue Shang Wandong?”

“Yes, dear.”

“If I remember correctly, both of us are Alphas?”

“That’s right, dear.”

Yan Xia felt suffocated: “Then how am I supposed to explain to her that the female lead suddenly changed from an Omega to an Alpha?!”

“It all depends on the Host’s imagination, dear.”

“Stop calling me ‘dear’!” Yan Xia ran her fingers through her hair irritably. The lead of the mechanical pencil pressed heavily on the paper and snapped into two pieces.

She spent the whole afternoon sketching and planning, but she still couldn’t figure out how to win over Shang Wandong.

Although the original female lead ended up with Shang Wandong, it wasn’t entirely out of mutual love; there was also the reason of a business marriage. However, the Shang family was framed by enemies later in the story; their venture capital failed and the company went bankrupt. To prevent getting burned, the Yan family kicked Shang Wandong and the female lead out of the house together.

There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests.

Fortunately, Shang Wandong was a very capable person. Later, she rose again on her own and actually did better than the Yan family.

But while her personal ability was strong, God had taken away her ability to empathize. Therefore, it was difficult for Shang Wandong to notice the love the female lead gave, and she couldn’t provide a corresponding response.

Yan Xia had always felt that being with someone like Shang Wandong would be very tiring. You don’t know what she’s thinking, and she doesn’t want to know what you’re doing.

For now, she could only take one step at a time.

After the nap, Yan Xia walked out of her room. At the same time, Shang Wandong also happened to come over and ran into her.

She had her hair in a ponytail, looking clean and refreshed. Even wearing the most ordinary school uniform, she looked tall and eye-catching.

The two of them walked to the stairs one after another. Shang Wandong stepped aside to let her go down first.

Yan Xia thanked her politely.

Shang Wandong’s voice was low and raspy, brushing past her ears like she had just woken up: “You’re welcome.”

Leaving the villa, the Maserati was already on standby at the door. When Yan Xia pulled open the car door, she saw Yan Siqiu leaning against the other door, clutching her wrist, her eyes red and swollen as if she had cried all afternoon.

The little princess probably hadn’t suffered such a great grievance in her life. she glared at Yan Xia with hatred: “I don’t want to sit with you!”

So Yan Xia backed out of the car and met the gaze of Shang Wandong, who was waiting to get in.

She shrugged her shoulders and explained: “She doesn’t want to sit next to me.”

So Shang Wandong went in first, and Yan Xia followed behind her. Just as she was about to close the car door, Yan Siqiu suddenly said loudly again: “Get out of the car, I don’t want to be with you!”

Yan Xia: That’s enough. There’s a limit to a person’s patience.

Perhaps because her gaze was too frightening, Yan Siqiu shrank back and turned to Shang Wandong for help: “Sister Wandong, she’s being mean to me again.”

Shang Wandong put her schoolbag away, took a look at the time on her phone, and said in a tone without any ripples: “You’ve wasted five minutes. If you really don’t want to sit with Yan Xia, just take another car yourself or sit in the front.”

She seemed unaware that speaking this way would offend people. Her tone was always very calm, as if she were stating a fact, which made people feel it was well founded. Yan Siqiu’s face turned bright red. After a moment of silence, she took the initiative to get out of the car and sat in the passenger seat.

Yan Xia looked at her with admiration: As expected of you, Shang Wandong!

Then she quickly remembered that she had to “conquer” such a blockhead, and her smile gradually disappeared.

This is too hard for me!

The Maserati soon stopped near the school. The three of them got out one by one and walked toward the teaching building.

Both Yan Siqiu and Shang Wandong were beauties, like two beautiful pieces of scenery. In the past, when the three of them walked together, most people would praise the former two for their striking beauty, while Yan Xia, following silently behind, was made to look like a drab, ugly duckling.

But today, when the three of them walked side by side, Yan Xia walked with her head held high and her chest out, taking such arrogant steps that she didn’t lose out to the Alpha beside her in terms of presence at all.

The system reminded her quietly: Host! Your persona! In the eyes of others, you are still an Omega!

Yan Xia: An Omega can’t walk in a grand manner? Hmph, rejecting gender stereotypes starts with me!

Yan Siqiu soon arrived at her classroom. After parting with her, the other two continued walking upstairs.

Shang Wandong was in Grade 11 Class A, the best class in the entire grade, filled with top students. Yan Xia was in Grade 11 Class F. One was at the head and the other at the tail, located at opposite ends of the corridor.

Class A was close to the stairs. Shang Wandong stopped at the door of the classroom: “I’m here.”

Yan Xia was still thinking about pursuing Shang Wandong. At this moment, she remembered to act out her “weak little white flower” persona. She lowered her eyes, gathered her courage, and said in a small voice: ” Wandong, thank you for just now.”

Shang Wandong looked puzzled: “Thank me for what?”

Yan Xia smiled: “Thank you for speaking up for me before we got in the car.”

Hearing this, Shang Wandong said calmly: “I didn’t help you; I was just stating the facts.”

Yan Xia: Damn, how am I supposed to follow up after that?

She coughed a few times to hide her embarrassment and lowered her head: “Then I’ll go now.” She hurried toward Class F.

Behind Yan Xia’s back, where she couldn’t see, Shang Wandong remained where she was, silently watching Yan Xia walk away.

Not until that slender back disappeared at the end of the corridor did she slowly withdraw her gaze and walk into the classroom without expression.

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