When A Commoner Carries The Child Of A Stranger Alpha - Chapter 10

With the help of the locator, the group successfully found the young Omega. She had just turned eighteen, right at the age when one yearns to leave home and explore the world. When they located her, she was still a bit reluctant to leave.

She pleaded with her older sister. “Sis, it’s really great here. And there are so many Alphas who are exceptionally gentlemanly to me. There are also many Arbitrators, and they’re all so gentle.”

“Shut up!” Chen Zijie was both anxious and furious. She directly slapped her younger sister across the face. “Do you have any idea how dangerous this place is? I think Dad really spoiled you rotten! Every day you’re dreaming your pipe dream of marrying into wealth, without even looking at whether people just want to play with you!”

Chen Zixuan felt incredibly wronged. Except for her, everyone else in the family was a Beta. She had been the apple of their eye since childhood and had never suffered like this; her tears began to splash down.

After slapping her sister, Chen Zijie actually felt a bit regretful, but right now she couldn’t bring herself to swallow her pride and comfort her.

Beside them, Gao Haoyang quickly stepped in to smooth things over: “Xiao Xuan, your sister didn’t slap you on purpose. She was just frantic with worry. Right now, there are many people outside specifically looking to kill people from District 7. She’s afraid something will happen to you. Besides, think about it, how could those Alphas truly treat a strange Omega girl well?”

“Even that Asylum Provider in District 2, an S-class Omega, is rumored to just be someone else’s plaything. Other districts aren’t like ours, they place more weight on the second gender, and the discrimination is severe. How could you be safer here than in District 7?”

District 7, after all, was mostly populated by those who refused to leave back then. Its evolution speed was over a decade slower than other districts, and they valued the first gender more.

These words made sense, but Chen Zixuan was young after all. Just as she wanted to say something to talk back, she suddenly caught sight of Shen Buqi and Ji Weishi, who had grown impatient and stepped out of their mecha. The words caught in her throat.

Is that an Alpha next to Brother Xiao Shen?

So handsome.

Ji Weishi didn’t care about that burning gaze. He had come here merely to investigate what was going on with the scent on Shen Buqi.

Although Qin Miao wasn’t home, District 2 bore his name and was the most advanced area within the Alliance for various Omega research.

Here, he might just find some clues.

As for this annoying Omega, he looked toward Shen Buqi. Shen Buqi immediately understood that he wasn’t very pleased right now and spoke up to Gao Haoyang and the others at the appropriate moment:

“We have business here in District 2 and might need to stay for a few days. You can leave first once you’ve sorted out your matters.”

As he spoke, he prepared to take Ji Weishi to find a comfortable hotel to stay in.

But Gao Haoyang and his wife still thought the two had come for their own petty mess. Furthermore, having accepted so much favor, they felt too embarrassed to just abandon them and leave.

Chen Zijie hurriedly said. “It’s fine. It just so happens that Xiao Xuan won’t change her mind at this exact moment either, and we can’t drag her away by force. We’ll just wait for you.”

Chen Zixuan, who had finally snapped out of it, curled her lip: “Weren’t you trying to forcefully drag me away just now?”

As she spoke, tears threatened to fall again.

Ji Weishi hated these kinds of trivial, petty matters the most. He pulled Shen Buqi toward the exit.

Shen Buqi felt he was a bit different from usual, but he could also see that his rose seemed to be reclaiming its noble character after adapting to the new environment for a while. Feeling satisfied in his heart, he offered a greeting and stepped out alone with him.

The public security in District 2 was indeed better than in District 7, and there were many more people. Ji Weishi didn’t speak either, he walked ahead, keeping his hand tightly clasped with Shen Buqi’s.

Shen Buqi cautiously tried to guess his Alpha’s thoughts, but to no avail.

He himself was emotionally detached and indifferent to everything, so trying to guess someone else’s thoughts was naturally a struggle.

He could only clumsily adjust the position of his hand, letting their fingers interlock.

It wasn’t that Ji Weishi was intentionally refusing to speak, rather, he was attempting to use his mental power to directly contact his subordinates nearby. The drain was too heavy for him to manage talking at the same time.

To his surprise, he actually managed to connect with one.

Using his mental power, he briefly conveyed his request to meet at midnight and then withdrew it. Direct mental communication was theoretically possible, but because the requirements were too high, people usually chose to use a medium.

Like an optical computer, but Ji Weishi was afraid his own optical computer had already been tracked, so he didn’t dare use it.

Shen Buqi didn’t know that so much had happened in that brief moment. He only noticed that Ji Weishi’s lips instantly lost their color, turning completely pale.

Heartache struck him immediately.

He couldn’t help but reach out to touch those soft lips. Ji Weishi was stunned by his sudden action and forgot to dodge.

The cold fingertips brushed against his lips.

Carrying a hint of cautiousness, and a hint of heartache.

His gaze darkened slightly.

Is this person crazy?

After touching those soft, burning lips, Shen Buqi cursed himself in his mind for being foolish. What was the use of touching them? He should let Ah Shi drink some water.

He immediately tried to withdraw his hand, but Ji Weishi acted first, raising his hand to tightly grip that wrist, which was also icy cold.

It was currently a summer night in District 2, the lights were bright, and the cicadas were noisy.

Ji Weishi felt as though he had been bewitched into madness, or perhaps his susceptibility period was acting up again. For the first time, he tasted the flavor of being unable to control his desires. He actually bit directly into the Beta’s fingertip, sucking the sweet blood from it.

His blood was finally not cold.

The Beta, Ji Weishi thought, wasn’t entirely freezing cold after all.

Shen Buqi stared blankly at the person across from him. The colorful lights swept across the bridge of Ji Weishi’s nose and embellished his eyes, making the corners of those eyes, stained red with blood, appear even more gorgeous.

Tonight’s artificial moonlight was just right, both of them were intoxicated.

A rich scent of lotus enveloped them. Ji Weishi no longer suppressed his instinct, releasing his pheromones. Lotus clashed against peppermint, it was excessively fierce.

And excessively cold.

Pulling at one’s emotions with alternating heat and cold.

Clearly, they hadn’t known each other long, yet there was no moment where Ji Weishi wanted to kill a person more than right now. He wanted this person to die at this exact moment, so that he would completely belong to him…

…Fortunately, this place was secluded enough, and Ji Weishi’s pheromones possessed the concealment traits from Arbitrator special training, so it ultimately didn’t cause any terrible consequences.

Yet Shen Buqi’s heart kept racing. He couldn’t explain what was happening to him; it was clearly a very normal occurrence, but he couldn’t forget it, let alone let it go.

Fortunately, he could be certain that this person belonged completely to him, and that was enough.

Their destination was District 2’s Pheromone Museum. This was also the only pheromone museum within the Alliance. Because there were too many visitors, it operated twenty-four hours a day without closing.

The back of the museum connected to the Alliance’s largest pheromone research base; the two worked in tandem to collect all kinds of pheromones.

Shen Buqi didn’t recognize any of this, but he didn’t ask Ji Weishi what he was doing either.

Because there was no need, it didn’t matter to him where they went.

At present, he only cared about Ji Weishi’s feelings.

Ji Weishi, however, enthusiastically began introducing things to him. “Xiao Yi, look, look, this is a Beta’s pheromone.”

Shen Buqi lacked interest. Though he listened seriously, he didn’t understand the meaning behind Ji Weishi’s words.

Because he was neither a Beta, nor an Alpha, nor an Omega.

He was just an “ordinary person” a ordinary person with a one in a billion chance of having no second gender.

He didn’t understand knowledge related to the second gender; he only knew some simple titles.

He didn’t even know that Betas didn’t have pheromones.

Seeing his dazed expression, Ji Weishi curled his lips slightly and added. “I heard this is a breakthrough from the research base. It can stimulate a Beta’s pheromones, allowing a Beta to have their own pheromones too.”

Shen Buqi nodded. “Oh, very impressive.”

He echoed him blindly, completely unaware that in the eyes of others, he had always been a Beta, and that these words undoubtedly carried a heavy suggestive meaning to a Beta.

After all, apart from pheromone suppression, this stuff was only useful during marking and bonding.

Talking to a Beta about artificial pheromones, how was that any different from a confession?

Seeing his indifferent expression, Ji Weishi licked his canine tooth, which was still stained with blood: “Does Xiao Yi want to know what his pheromone smells like?”

Shen Buqi knitted his brows and said: “I am not a Beta.”

“Boom!”

Just as the words left his mouth, a sudden loud explosion echoed outside. A brilliant silver flower erupted not far from the museum.

An S4 bombing intensity, who was being so reckless as to dare do such a thing in the core area of District 2?

Without a second thought, Ji Weishi pulled Shen Buqi into his arms to shield him. Shen Buqi held Ji Weishi back as well. Rather than seeking shelter, they looked more like they were embracing amid the flames of war.

The bombing outside hadn’t stopped, echoing one after another. The distance was too close; even though the perpetrators used silenced weapons, the sound reaching their ears was still far from pleasant.

He covered Shen Buqi’s ears, having no time to process the meaning of his words just now. Once the noise outside subsided slightly, he grabbed him and ran out.

Just as they stepped out of the museum, the outside had already been cordoned off by layers of security.

Ji Weishi wanted to change directions, but the Arbitrators had already spotted them. Coldly, one made a gesture toward them: “Don’t run around. Walk this way.”

Shen Buqi grew even more tense, terrified that they had discovered something or were looking for Ji Weishi, his palms were slick with cold sweat.

Prepared to fight, he held Ji Weishi’s hand and walked toward the two individuals dressed in all-black uniforms.

They flashed their badges to the crowd: “District 2 Northwestern Region, A-class Arbitrator No. 60, A-class Arbitrator No. 98. Everyone please follow orders, present your identification, and leave through the emergency exit in an orderly manner. Do not cause a stampede.”

There weren’t too many people in the museum at this hour, but it wasn’t empty either. Hearing their words, the chaotic crowd seemed to find a reassuring anchor and quieted down immediately.

Arbitrators were strictly ranked into tiers, with lowers obeying highers, divided into five classes. S, A, B, C, and D. The higher the class, the greater the authority. Asylum Providers were all S-class Arbitrators.

They were responsible for maintaining order and keeping society running, and some would also conduct exploration work in human expansion zones.

Furthermore, once an Arbitrator took office, their name would be locked away, leaving only a code name.

This was also why Ji Weishi had dared to tell Shen Buqi his real name during their first meeting. Within the Alliance, those who knew his name were basically at the Asylum Provider level.

He squeezed Shen Buqi’s fingertips to comfort him.

On the other side, he released his mental power again, expanding the control range of his mental domain.

One step, two steps…

Getting closer and closer, Shen Buqi felt his heart was about to leap out of his chest.

Their identification… Ah Shi didn’t have one, and though he did, it was from District 7.

What was bound to come would come after all. Arbitrator No. 60 extended an arm to stop them. “Please present your identification.”

The people behind them had basically prepared their physical or electronic IDs in advance. Their empty-handed appearance looked exceptionally suspicious.

Time ticked away, and Arbitrator No. 60’s brow furrowed. Just as he was about to repeat himself, he was interrupted by a voice.