The Omega Attacked the Alpha - Chapter 22

In the blink of an eye, nearly a month had passed. Song Tao stared at the date on the calendar; the night of the full moon was approaching once again. It was time to pay his dear Brother Qin a visit.

A sleek motorcycle pulled up to the main gates of the “Floating Jade” estate. Looking down the broad path inside, one could only see expertly planned greenery; the villas themselves were situated far from the entrance for maximum privacy.

The moment he appeared, the robotic sentry’s gaze locked onto him. Its bio-mimetic eyes immediately scanned his face, cross-referencing it with the owner database stored in its chip. Within a single second, it identified that this Omega was not a registered owner.

It stared fixedly, ready to trigger a defensive alert at any moment.

Song Tao glanced at the reception center, which looked like a palace descending from the heavens. He parked his bike and walked over.

This area was staffed by human employees. It was an Imperial requirement: companies were forbidden from using 100% robotic labor to prevent mass unemployment. Even if robots could perform the work and generate profit, having too many idle humans with nothing to do was considered a recipe for social unrest.

The entrance sensors immediately identified Song Tao as an Omega. A staff member, also an Omega, stepped forward with a professional and friendly smile. She was dressed in a sleek grey business suit.

“Hello, sir. How may I help you today?”

Song Tao flashed a brilliant smile in return. “Hello. My name is Song Tao. Qin Zheng promised me a villa here and told me to come by and take my pick.”

The staff member froze. She hadn’t heard a word about this. She couldn’t help but wonder who this Omega was—to be gifted a villa worth over a hundred million by the boss himself!

However, her professional training kept her from losing her composure. Her surprise lasted only a fraction of a second. “Please wait a moment while I call for our senior consultant. If you’ll follow me, you can have a seat over here in the meantime.”

“Sure.”

Song Tao followed her easily and sat in a stylish bamboo chair by the window. Outside, a small bridge over a flowing stream connected the exterior to the interior; the gentle babbling of the water provided a wonderful soundtrack to the room.

The staff member brought over some tea and snacks before finding the manager to report the situation.

The manager glanced at Song Tao. The Omega had an extraordinary aura about him. Although no such directive had reached their office, a beauty like this might very well be the boss’s “target,” making the promise of a villa entirely plausible.

He began contacting his superiors.

Level by level, the inquiry moved up the chain. By the time the news reached Qin Zheng, he was busy reading Song Tao’s diary.

Awakening as an Omega doesn’t seem like a good thing. The number of people harassing me has increased a lot, so I’ve started learning how to box.

Now that I’ve become this strong, surely Qin Zheng won’t be able to beat me anymore, right?

I’m so excited to get home and try it out!

Qin Zheng’s fingers paused on the paper. He remembered that day. Song Tao had indeed come back looking like a cocky little rooster, only to be pinned to the floor by him within three moves.

The memory made the corners of his mouth twitch slightly. Then, the phone rang.

“Mr. Qin, there is a gentleman named Song Tao at the Floating Jade reception. He claims you gifted him a villa and he’s here to choose one.”

Qin Zheng went silent for a few seconds. He had indeed said those words at the dinner, but it had mostly been a move to assert his dominance as an “elder” and to dampen the mood of the “happy couple.”

He hadn’t expected the brat to actually show up to claim it.

“Let him choose,” Qin Zheng said coolly. “Whichever one he picks, put it in his name. I’ll be there shortly.”

Back at the reception center, Song Tao was enjoying the high-end snacks when the manager returned, looking even more respectful than before.

“Mr. Song, we’ve confirmed the instructions. Please follow me; I will personally show you the available units.”

Song Tao stood up, dusting crumbs off his hands. “No need for the tour. Just give me the one closest to the most secluded exit. And make sure it has the best basement—soundproofed, preferably.”

The manager hesitated. “The most secluded? Usually, owners prefer the units with the best lake views or the highest elevation.”

“I like my privacy,” Song Tao said, his eyes glinting with a mischief the manager couldn’t quite interpret. “I have a very ‘loud’ hobby.”

As they walked toward the model display, a black sedan pulled up outside. Qin Zheng stepped out, his tall frame cutting a commanding figure even from a distance.

Song Tao turned around and waved enthusiastically. “Brother! You’re just in time to pay the bill!”

Qin Zheng walked over, his eyes scanning Song Tao from his blue-tinted hair down to his designer sneakers. “You really have no shame, do you?”

“Why would I need shame when I can have a villa?” Song Tao countered, stepping close enough to smell the faint, cold scent of Qin Zheng’s cologne and something else, something hidden and primal that only he seemed to recognize.

He leaned in and whispered, “Besides, I figured you’d want me close by for next month’s delivery.”

Qin Zheng’s expression didn’t change, but his pupils tightened. He looked at the manager. “Has he chosen yet?”

“Not yet, Mr. Qin. Mr. Song was asking for a secluded unit with a soundproofed basement.”

Qin Zheng turned back to Song Tao, his voice dropping to a dangerous low. “A soundproofed basement? Planning on hiding Wei Siqi there?”

Song Tao laughed, a bright, clear sound that didn’t reach his eyes. “Oh, no. Wei Siqi is far too loud for a basement. I was thinking of someone much more… dignified. Someone who might need a quiet place to hide when the moon is full.”

The tension between them was thick enough to choke the surrounding staff. Qin Zheng grabbed Song Tao’s wrist, his grip like iron.

“Come with me. We need to talk about the ‘contract’ for this house.”

Song Tao let himself be led away, tossing a wink at the stunned manager over his shoulder.

The game is on, Brother.

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