The Top-Tier Alpha Asked Me for a Contract Relationship - Chapter 2

It was difficult for bystanders to understand what kind of emotion was contained within that light scoff of his.

In any case, to most people, it was nothing short of naked mockery.

One had to keep in mind that the protagonist of this topic was the Imperial General who had fought bloody battles for the Empire, the only SSS-rank Alpha in the entire galaxy: Vigeson York.

By offending such a person, did he want to be labeled with the crime of “discrediting an Imperial General” and then be hauled away as a rebellious insurgent?

The anti-fans immediately acted as if they had caught him red-handed: 【Care to say that again??】

The pain at the back of Wen Yu’s neck was growing stronger and stronger. His lips were tightly pressed together, and his expression was a bit unsightly; he didn’t intend to look for trouble today. Guessing that the anti-fans wanted to stir up a provocation, he said unhurriedly, “I didn’t say anything at all.”

Having said that, under the relieved, mother-like gazes of his fans, he closed the SNS.

It was already quite late, and Wen Yu had barely touched his instant meal box. He slowly exhaled a breath, refusing to give this group of anti-fans any further opportunity to blacken his name, and bid farewell to the viewers in the live stream room.

“Ending the stream now. Today’s business ends here. Thank you for the gifts, bosses. Bosses, go to sleep early.”

“Anti-fans, don’t sleep. Just drop dead from exhaustion.”

After saying that, he shut down the stream amidst a screen full of question marks from the anti-fans.

The only light source in the entire living room disappeared, and the light faded away completely, leaving only a faint, almost negligible moonlight casting through the gauze curtains.

Enduring the discomfort, Wen Yu stood up to go to the bedroom to change clothes and prepare for a shower.

The place where he lived was quite ordinary—a small one-bedroom apartment of only 60 square meters. It looked like a common residential home that couldn’t be more typical.

Although the room wasn’t large, it was perfectly sufficient for one person to live in. Moreover, the soundproofing was good, the geographical location was decent, transportation was convenient, and the neighborhood environment and security were passable.

Wen Yu had been living here alone for nearly half a year.

The sound of splashing water came from the bathroom, and the hot steam soon covered the glass in a layer of white mist. His entire body was steamed red by the hot water.

The hot shower did nothing to alleviate his pain; instead, it made him feel a bit dizzy.

The sound of water stopped, and Wen Yu walked out while supporting himself against the doorframe.

Water droplets dripped from his thin, pointed chin to the floor, and his wet, curly golden hair clung to the side of his face.

He collapsed onto the bed, his breathing somewhat difficult, feeling a hidden, dormant heat in his chest.

At that moment, the terminal at his side suddenly rang.

A person with the contact name “north” sent him a message—

【A-God, coming online?】

Wen Yu glanced at it and rarely replied: 【No.】

【north: Why? Is the genius designer not planning to fight through the night today?】

【WWW: I’m feeling a bit unwell today. North-ge, find someone else to duo-queue with.】

After thinking for a moment, Wen Yu endured the discomfort to type.

【WWW: Actually, you should just solo-queue.】

【WWW: For something like duo-queueing, you can’t do it without me.】

【north: …】

North was speechless for a moment.

If he could see Wen Yu’s current state—knowing that he was already in such a mess yet still forcing himself to speak such arrogant words—he would probably be even more speechless.

Wen Yu wasn’t actually a “vase” (eye candy) like the anti-fans said; he was at least capable of playing Ember.

However, his gaming skill level was indeed not high. He just had strong analytical abilities and a thorough understanding of every mecha and map. He was very suitable as a strategist for duo-queueing.

Because he was precisely one of the currently popular mecha designers in this game, Alkaid.

North was Wen Yu’s fixed teammate in Ember. They often met on the battlefield late at night, and he knew Wen Yu hadn’t been getting much sleep lately.

Thus, he advised.

【north: Alright, don’t force it if there’s a problem. Go to the hospital early. You really have been staying up too late recently. Take care of your body.】

Wen Yu no longer had the strength to type much and sent a simple reply.

【WWW: Oh.】

【north: You can find me anytime if you need help.】

Wen Yu’s lips were turning a bit pale from the pain, but feeling curious, he asked one more question.

【WWW: Help me? Across the internet cable, what could you possibly help me with?】

【north: Hmm… call an ambulance for you?】

Wen Yu: “…”

Gee, thanks.

Not long after turning off the terminal.

Wen Yu felt as if his body was about to catch fire, especially the location of the gland at the back of his neck, which was both hot and painful. The initial slight pain had now developed into a sharp, needle-like stinging sensation. His chest also felt stifled and uncomfortable, and his breathing was labored.

A certain secret sense of longing within his body gradually grew intense.

Wen Yu could only be thankful that there was no one else present here besides himself.

… It really was a sin from a past life to be an Omega in this one.

Wen Yu reached the end of his endurance. Finding that relying on willpower alone couldn’t eliminate the pain, he had no choice but to seek another way out.

He shook his dizzy head and struggled to prop up his body, staggering toward the nightstand. He rummaged out a special vial of potent suppressant and plunged the needle into his body.

Because his technique was unpracticed, it took several tries before he hit the right spot.

As the cool suppressant fluid was injected into his body, Wen Yu sat on the floor panting, his body constantly breaking out in sweat.

His current symptoms were very similar to an Omega’s heat period; his body had become restless and uneasy due to an extreme lack of a certain pheromone’s comfort.

But generally, before an Omega’s heat arrived, there would be omens; it wouldn’t be this sudden. Moreover, there were subtle differences between this and his current symptoms.

In fact, his problem was indeed not because of a heat period, but because he had contracted a physiological disease—”Pheromone Addiction.”

To put it simply, he was addicted to a certain Alpha’s pheromones.

…

Pheromone Addiction would cause patients to experience symptoms such as difficulty breathing, hypoxia, fever, severe glandular pain, and clouded consciousness. In more serious cases, it could even cause hallucinations.

Half a year ago, Wen Yu was still a Beta. After his secondary differentiation, he unexpectedly became an extremely rare SSS-rank Omega, belonging to the highest level among genetic ranks.

According to incomplete statistics, the probability of such a level of Omega appearing was almost less than 0.001%.

A genetic level being too high did not necessarily mean it was a good thing.

Fortunately, the Wen family’s capabilities were not mediocre, and they helped Wen Yu cover it up, preventing his genetic information from being made public for the time being.

But even so, Wen Yu’s originally peaceful life still underwent a change.

A week ago, he attended a banquet.

He had been tricked into going there by his cheap excuse of a father. Only after arriving did he find out it was the welcoming banquet for Imperial General Vigeson York.

Vigeson’s genetic rank was the same as Wen Yu’s; he was currently the only SSS-rank Alpha in the entire galaxy.

According to the records of interstellar history, the probability of two SSS-rank AO appearing in the same period and being of similar age was almost zero.

But reality is always more magical than fiction; things were just that coincidental.

That day at the banquet, they had a brief exchange. The total time didn’t exceed three minutes. But just because of those three minutes, Wen Yu, in a state of total ignorance, became completely addicted to Vigeson’s pheromones.

This matter happened so unexpectedly.

To the point that Wen Yu now felt a gut full of anger for no reason whenever he saw the three words “Vigeson.”

If that dog Alpha hadn’t come over to talk to him, would he have ended up like this?!

Inside the bedroom.

Wen Yu sat paralyzed on the floor. The potent suppressant hadn’t taken effect yet, and the used syringe lay discarded on the ground.

The heat inside his chest was unbearable. He rolled around on the floor in agony. His back accidentally hit a hard object, and he cursed several times as a vent for the pain.

It wasn’t until a few minutes later when the suppressant took effect and the desires and pain in his body gradually vanished that he sat up, drenched in sweat. He immediately reached for his terminal and sent a message to a friend.

【WWW: Yanyan, I’m almost out of suppressants. Can you get me more? The more the better, as soon as possible.】

That message didn’t receive a reply until noon the next day.

At that time, Wen Yu was livestreaming when the other party suddenly called.

The call connected, and in the background, there was noisy, ear-splitting music and clamor.

The Omega on the other side spoke with a voice slightly raspy from a hangover, asking him, “Hello? Wen Yu, what’s going on? How are the suppressants gone so fast?”

Lu Yuyan was Wen Yu’s childhood friend, a year older than Wen Yu.

Wen Yu was already used to it. Usually, when he contacted Lu Yuyan, nine times out of ten the guy was soaking in a bar or a nightclub, and the boyfriend by his side changed every few days.

—Though this kind of person sounded quite unreliable, he was actually the most reliable one around Wen Yu.

Wen Yu had always talked about everything with Lu Yuyan. He temporarily muted the microphone of the livestream room, licked his lips, and said directly, “Yeah, the situation isn’t great.”

The noise on the other side of the phone quieted down a bit. Lu Yuyan seemed to have walked from the room to the outside. Knowing about Wen Yu’s Pheromone Addiction, he said worriedly, “What, are the attacks too frequent?”

Wen Yu: “Yes, this is already the third time this week.”

Lu Yuyan was still a bit dizzy from the hangover. He rubbed his brow, trying to clear his head, and said heavily to him, “Then isn’t that an attack every two or three days? How can it go on like this…”

“There’s a very simple way now, Wen Yu. How about you just go find him.”

Wen Yu: “Find who?”

“Vigeson, obviously,” Lu Yuyan answered as if it were a matter of course. “I’m not joking with you. Not only does he hold high power and position, but his family background is also extraordinary. What’s more, with your current genes, he would absolutely desire you above all else.”

Wen Yu scoffed: “You want me to deliver myself to his door?”

“Don’t put it so harshly,” Lu Yuyan said. “You should have heard the previous news, right? Currently, this only top-tier Alpha in the galaxy isn’t actually doing that great. Although top-tier genes are powerful, the defects are also very obvious. Although the news didn’t specify, problems common in high-level Alphas like pheromone syndrome and mental instability are definitely more severe in him.”

“If he knew that besides himself, the top-tier Alpha, there also existed a top-tier Omega in this world, his family would marry you and enshrine you even if it drained them dry.”

Lu Yuyan advised him very seriously.

“So, do you understand what I mean?”

“Delivering yourself to the door implies desperation, but for you, as long as you tell him about your genes, his whole family will come begging to marry you. You are the one in control of the situation.”