Chapter 116: “My Omega is very strong.”
The price of the S5 potion replica was, after all, different from the original.
It was cheaper by more than just a little bit.
But for the West District, it was still an astronomical figure.
The boss gave Shen Zhuo one vial as a gesture of good faith for their cooperation.
Shen Zhuo said he would consider it.
On the way back, he prepared to dial Xie Zhen’s number.
Since the incident at the palace ended, Xie Zhen had been drifting apart from everyone.
Because back then, Xie Zhen seemed to hate him very much.
After the palace incident, Shen Zhuo had asked Du Xun for contact information and sought him out.
But when Xie Zhen appeared before Shen Zhuo, he just smiled.
His entire aura was completely different.
He had changed into a long white robe, taken off the glasses he used to feign gentility, and let his long hair drape behind him.
His body emitted a faint scent of incense, as if he had just come from a Buddhist hall.
It made his bewitching face look somewhat saintly.
“Everything has a cause; this is my fated calamity. In truth, no one is to blame.”
“Being able to survive is already the greatest fortune.”
Xie Zhen wore a string of Bodhi seeds on his wrist, and as he spoke, his gaze only rested on those seeds.
Shen Zhuo pursed his lips and didn’t speak.
He seemed to see Shen Zhuo’s question.
“When I agreed to help Du Xun back then, I had been expelled from the Research Institute’s Gland Potion Department because I lost my gland.”
“He said he needed my help, so I agreed. That’s all.”
Xie Zhen, whether in name or appearance, had nothing to do with the word ‘kindness.’
Bewitching and beautiful, a heart like snakes and scorpions, ruthless methods, regarding human life as dirt.
These were the adjectives that described him.
All of this was the persona Du Xun needed him to establish.
To make the Queen believe that he definitely prioritized profit above all else.
Xie Zhen appeared in the public eye twice.
The first time was at Ares, where Du Xun used a pretext to purge everyone related to the Queen from the military academy.
The second time was in the black market, where Du Xun was injected with a drug, drawing out Feng Ming’s provocation, which was used as an opportunity to openly investigate the royal family.
It could be said that Xie Zhen’s personality and stance were the key to this reshuffling of power.
And now, on Xie Zhen’s face, Shen Zhuo couldn’t see a trace of the madness from when he kidnapped him or Du Xun.
There was only a calm like a gentle spring breeze and rain.
Shen Zhuo had never imagined that Xie Zhen’s pheromones would be Bodhi.
Bodhi was originally a seed of compassion before the Buddha.
To save people, Bodhi was willing to become poison.
“Du Xun’s setup was too dangerous. He started planning before he was even the Commander-in-Chief. I also suspected many times whether it would succeed.”
Xie Zhen sighed.
He didn’t, and didn’t need to, say more.
The current Empire was proof enough of everything.
“I did indeed feel resentment in the past, but resentment is useless.”
“Helplessness, pain, struggle, sorrow—none of them are useful.”
Xie Zhen looked at Shen Zhuo, seeming to imply something.
“We just stood in the right place and did the right thing.”
“If doing the right thing requires becoming the wrong person, perhaps that is also not a bad choice.”
“Look forward.”
“Shen Zhuo.”
Shen Zhuo raised his head and met those fox eyes that were indifferent yet held deep meaning.
“Everyone, and everything, must look forward.”
…
“My wife?”
A man’s voice rang in his ear.
Shen Zhuo’s vision focused, only to realize he had been staring blankly at the dialing interface for Xie Zhen for a long time.
“What’s wrong?” Du Xun worriedly touched the young man’s forehead. “Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”
Shen Zhuo immediately took his hand down and placed it on his leg, shaking his head.
“Just thought of some things.”
Du Xun responded but remained worried.
“If there’s anything, you must tell me.”
Shen Zhuo felt the Alpha’s body temperature carefully in his palm.
A subtle stinging pain lingered in his heart.
Ever since the palace incident ended, Shen Zhuo hadn’t felt very secure.
When waking from midnight dreams, what appeared before his eyes were the carvings filling the walls of that room.
He could only go back to sleep after confirming repeatedly that Du Xun was right beside him.
He slowly leaned into Du Xun’s embrace.
With his ear pressed against his chest, listening to the powerful beating of that heart, he finally felt at ease.
Soothing pheromones flowed slowly within the car cabin.
After a while, Shen Zhuo turned on his phone again.
“Xie Zhen, there is a potion here. I hope you can come and test it.”
There was faint background music on the other end, Buddhist chants from a temple.
But it stopped very quickly.
“Where are you?” Xie Zhen stood up, ready to move immediately. “I’m coming over now.”
Shen Zhuo made the next call to Paimi, asking him to come and wait at their temporary residence.
When Shen Zhuo and Du Xun arrived at the residence, Paimi was already there.
He bowed and scraped to open the door for the two, asking carefully:
“You called me here for?”
Shen Zhuo took out the vial of potion from his pocket.
Paimi’s eyes immediately glued to it.
“I promised the boss I would sponsor you. I will provide you with this drug.”
“But correspondingly, in addition to what you promised me before…”
“One more thing: You must enter the ring.”
Paimi nodded vigorously. “I was going to enter the ring anyway. I will definitely not disappoint Mr. Shen.”
There were three days left until the season ended; not a single second could be wasted.
So, before Xie Zhen arrived, Paimi stayed in the room.
With a face full of unease, he felt the high-level pheromones flowing casually in the room.
He, a thirty-something Alpha, was fidgeting, not knowing where to look.
Until the door was knocked, and a man with long hair in white robes appeared outside.
The moment he saw Xie Zhen, Paimi felt a different kind of dangerous sensation again—even though this person smelled entirely of incense.
Xie Zhen didn’t even notice the fourth person in the room.
He glanced at the potion Shen Zhuo brought back and took out his portable tools to examine it.
“It counts as a poor quality imitation. Its efficacy is less than one-tenth of the real S5 recovery potion, but it’s still too concentrated for anyone below A-rank. There might be a danger of the body exploding.”
Only after speaking did he see Paimi shrinking in the corner, giving them an awkward, silly smile.
Xie Zhen glanced at him, then lowered his voice as he looked at Shen Zhuo.
“Only two vials of the clinical version of the S5 treatment potion were developed. One is in your hand, and one is in the Research Institute. Do you suspect the Research Institute?”
Du Xun: “The Research Institute is the only place the military cannot fully intervene.”
“To catch people, we must investigate clearly.”
“So your plan is?”
Xie Zhen touched the Bodhi seeds on his wrist and changed the question:
“What do you need me to do?”
“You rest this time,” Du Xun said. “After so many years, you can rest.”
Xie Zhen didn’t seem to expect this answer.
After a long time, he lowered his head and left the room.
Only then did Paimi walk over cautiously.
Thinking to himself, why did everyone seem to be a very formidable figure?
What exactly were Mr. Shen and Mr. Du’s identities?
Could it be that they were…
Nobles?
Unknown to Paimi, he had accidentally guessed somewhat correctly. Shen Zhuo tossed the potion to him.
“In the three days starting tomorrow, I will bet on you to win. I hope you can earn back the money for this potion.”
Paimi held the potion, his gaze burning.
“Yes, sir.”
—
Paimi indeed did not disappoint Shen Zhuo.
In all matches where he didn’t encounter Black Eagle, Paimi used the potion and achieved victory with almost overwhelming power.
And in the shadows, he collected a lot of data on the potion circulation in the fighting arena and information on personnel changes.
Combined with the military’s investigation intelligence, Shen Zhuo and Du Xun gradually grasped the criminal chain of the free fighting arena.
As well as those researchers in the Research Institute who were profiting from selling imitations.
Everything was proceeding methodically in the dark.
On the surface, just as the boss wished, after Shen Zhuo and Du Xun made their first profit, they bought more potions from him.
The last day of the season.
Everything was proceeding along the trajectory Shen Zhuo had once predicted.
The final match was Paimi versus Black Eagle.
Just as expected.
Paimi lost.
He was carried out of the ring covered in blood, with few intact bones in his body.
Black Eagle’s style was the same as always; before he had fought to his satisfaction, even if the person was beaten to death by him, he wouldn’t call a stop.
Intense resentment and anger erupted from the crowd. Many people had bet their entire fortunes because of Paimi’s outstanding performance over the past few days.
Just then, the young man pulled open the iron gate outside the ring.
When everyone saw a delicate Omega going on stage, they just thought it was a joke.
Or perhaps some little young master coming to play an exhibition match.
There was nothing worth watching.
But just as the crowd was preparing to leave one after another, a clear, cold voice distinctly reached everyone’s ears.
“I will win this match in Paimi’s place.”
Some stopped in their tracks.
Some spat and cursed.
Some were dismissive.
Black Eagle cracked his knuckles, Paimi’s blood still on his fingers.
“I never go easy in the ring. Little young master, you are no exception.”
Shen Zhuo shook his head.
Both were S1.
Why was the difference between him and Ai Li so big?
The referee asked Du Xun for the young man’s name before shouting loudly:
“Next, please welcome our Uncrowned King, Black Eagle! Versus this… Mr. Shen Zhuo!!”
Shen Zhuo?
This name seemed to have been heard somewhere before.
Standing on the second floor watching side-by-side with Du Xun, the boss frowned.
But he couldn’t recall.
“Ready—”
The boss took a puff of his cigar.
“Aren’t you worried about your Omega? The opponent is an S1. Be careful the young master’s delicate skin doesn’t get damaged.”
Du Xun sat on the sofa, his attitude completely leisurely.
“Fight!!”
The moment the referee’s voice rang out downstairs, Du Xun picked up his water glass, his thin lips moving slightly.
“Five.”
Black Eagle’s foundation was violent output; he threw a punch immediately as the whistle blew.
Shen Zhuo had already vanished from his spot.
When he reappeared, it was like a ghost, his figure flexible and sharp, his legs locking around Black Eagle’s arm.
“Four.”
Black Eagle was very strong. The effect of the potion made him use force to slam Shen Zhuo against the iron fence, trying to shake him off.
But the destructive force was stopped abruptly before reaching the fence, halted by the young man kicking him in the chest.
“Three.”
The young man’s posture was graceful and extended as he flipped in the air, his coat hem rising in a beautiful arc with his movement, landing lightly as a cat.
Seeing the first punch missed, Black Eagle immediately picked up speed again, preparing to throw a second punch.
“Two.”
But in the blink of an eye, at the spot where Black Eagle’s punch landed, the young man was gone.
And just as Black Eagle prepared to search around, he suddenly noticed something strange on his back.
A pair of fair hands made a strangling motion.
Coiling like a snake, they pressed icily against Black Eagle’s neck.
Amidst the falling black hair, those eyes shone shockingly bright in the dim light.
“One.”
Du Xun finished the countdown and looked at the incredulous boss with a smile.
“My Omega… is very strong.”
“Impossible!” The boss widened his eyes and shook his head. “You are only B-rank! How is this possible!!”
He hurriedly shouted downwards:
“Black Eagle! Kill him! He’s only a B-rank!”
Black Eagle was about to take the Grand Slam.
He absolutely could not lose to an Omega.
In the unstable West District, it was normal for a little young master to be buried.
His money tree, Black Eagle, absolutely could not lose!
Hearing the command, Black Eagle pulled a short dagger from the inside of his boot, murderous intent in his eyes as he stabbed backward.
But in the next second, the dagger stopped in mid-air.
The young man walked in front of him like he was strolling in a courtyard and tore off his pheromone blocking patch.
At the same time, Du Xun also tore off his seal, leaning back lazily against the sofa.
Rosemary and Epiphyllum pheromones exploded, filling the entire dilapidated factory in an instant.
The Empire’s highest-ranking pheromones looked down upon ants like gods.
Absolute oppression.
Absolute control.
There was no room for anything else; only surrender.
Inside the VIP box on the second floor, Du Xun looked indifferently at the boss, who was already suppressed to his knees. In the silence, he snapped his fingers.
On the ring downstairs, Shen Zhuo’s face was cold as the dagger moved a fraction closer to Black Eagle’s artery.
“You call yourself an Eagle? With just this?”
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