I Heard That I Am a Scumbag, God of War Alpha

Because it is really late, going back may disturb the roommates.

After Zhuang Yan explained to 408, he just washed up here.

Outside the window it began to rain again, and the red pine and lilac trees were soaked in a wet mist.

The whole world was very quiet. Zhuang Yan lay on the bed and fell asleep after a while.

When he woke up and went back to school the next day, Qin Heyu immediately asked, "Did you say it?"

"not yet."

Qin Heyu:?

There are a few large characters clearly written in his eyes - what's going on with you?

Zhuang Yan: "He has a temporary job, so he's leaving first."

Qin Heyu questioned: "Then can we come back by then?"

"I don't know," Zhuang Yan thought for a while, and then said, "Anyway, there are dances every year, and work matters are more important."

"…Fine."

During that time, there was no movement in the news, everything was as usual, but there was still no news about Chen E.

408 said: "I'm sorry Xiaoyan, this matter is highly confidential, I can't tell you."

Zhuang Yan typed slowly and replied: "I understand."

He has developed a very conscious habit, if there is any change in the schedule, he will share it with 408.

Anyway, if Chen E needs to arrange it, it will definitely be arranged.

In a blink of an eye, the calendar turned over page after page.

On Friday night at the end of the month, there was an extra line of small notes.

Central Star University, a large university in the city, will jointly hold a student dance party on that day.

At the same time, the final results of the preliminary round of the Design Innovation Competition were finally announced.

All the rumors were settled, and the forum began to pay attention and discuss which students entered the semi-finals with which works.

Duan Yang's attention was as high as ever, and his designs were especially picked out and put on the forum for the students to look at carefully with a magnifying glass.

"Everywhere is impeccable."

"Convinced."

"The project is well selected and the degree of completion is high. I can't imagine that this year's champion is not Duan Yang."

Zhuang Yan also commented: "He is very powerful."

Qin Heyu squinted and asked, "How about comparing with you?"

"It's hard to say," Zhuang Yan thought about it gently and neutrally, "We haven't played our highest level yet."

Qin Heyu clicked his tongue and fell silent.

Zhuang Yan hesitated for a moment, thinking whether to send a message to Duan Yang, congratulate him, and catch up on the past by the way.

But when I think about it, I actually don't have Duan Yang's contact information in my mind, after all, I haven't seen him for many years. Maybe the friends I met when I was too young will eventually drift away.

The announcement list continued to scroll down, and Qin Heyu saw his name. There is another student who is recognized as having a relatively high level in the department.

He became anxious: "Why haven't I seen you yet, Xiao Yan."

Zhuang Yan said: "This is divided by project, mine may be in the back."

really.

Turn all the way to the end, and come to the Changlin Middle School group.

Because of the difficulty and restrictions, compared to other groups, the names under Changlin Middle School are particularly deserted.

Besides Zhuang Yan, there was only one other person named Xue He. But unexpectedly, this group achieved a record that other projects could not achieve—

100% of the finalists in the semi-finals.

There was an uproar on the forum. Everyone is familiar with Zhuang Yan, but who is Xue He?

And no matter who it is, judging from the name, it doesn't seem like someone who can enter the semi-finals!

So the good guy found the official website of the competition, and compared the works submitted by these two people. The discussion and popularity of the post were very high, even surpassing Duan Yang at one point, and it was marked as HOT.

Originally, they all went to watch with the mentality of curiosity and eating melons, and some people even prepared to make a few casual jokes.

After all, Zhuang Yan, a well-known beautiful trash Omega. Xue He, it was revealed that he was not from the Department of Architecture, but from the Oil Painting Department of the Academy of Fine Arts next door. What kind of stuff can two laymen who are visible to the naked eye make?

But after seeing their results, everyone onlookers was quite shocked——

"Really, Xue He is a double major in design and painting. The optics and aesthetics are so beautiful. I am a little convinced."

"But what's going on with Zhuang Yan? The design looks very ordinary, so why does it get a higher score than Xue He?"

"Didn't someone mock his boring design on social networks before? What did the expert group think? Is it reasonable?"

A student from the Department of Architecture explained: "Although Zhuang Yan's design looks ordinary, it is several levels higher in detail and difficulty than Xue He."

"By the way, regarding this aspect, everyone can calculate the space utilization efficiency of their two models."

With that said, someone posted the calculation results and comparison chart below. The data is clear at a glance, Zhuang Yan's design is almost three times higher than Xue He's.

"It's actually not easy to be able to achieve this level." The student helped Zhuang Yan from a professional point of view, "I didn't notice it before, but it seems that Zhuang Yan is really very good, and I also want to treat him It's changed a little bit."

There are more and more related posts, the two sides are not friendly to each other, there are fierce quarrels, and there are all kinds of dirty words.

In the end, even Duan Yang noticed it, and couldn't help but go in and say a few words for Zhuang Yan.

Duan Yang is more straightforward and not particular. I casually picked up my own design, and ran the program to calculate the space utilization efficiency.

Then present the evidence and reason—

"Look, it's true. You all underestimated Zhuang Yan's design. At least in terms of space utilization, he is actually very capable, even Duan Yang is a bit behind him."

Xiao Duan felt that what he said was particularly reasonable and well-founded, but the replies continued to develop in the completely opposite direction...

Below are all: ? ? ?

Regardless of whether they were speaking on behalf of the Zhuang Yan or at the Zhuang Yan, at this moment they all turned their guns and aimed at Duan Yang who posted anonymously.

"Lord, are you playing tricks?"

"The landlord, please stop talking."

"Laughing to death, the angle is novel, and the black is beautiful."

"It's about design, so it's good to pay equal attention to beauty and practicality. Don't be ashamed of yourself. How does Zhuang Yan match up with Duan Yang, the favorite to win the championship?"

"If Duan Yang knows that someone is juxtaposed like this and belittles him, he will be angry."

Duan Yang, who is only good at design and knows nothing about complex human thinking patterns, fell into a deep confusion.

I don't mind, he thought.

Why did someone take out a loan and get angry for him...? The forum ecology is really complicated.

The little boy was so frustrated that even the hair on his head drooped. Duan Yang turned off the optical brain screen in dismay, and sighed.

Mingzhou was also browsing the forum posts about Zhuang Yan.

He was delicately born, with the appearance of a typical male Omega, with a straight nose and slender eyebrows and eyes. But because of illness, he was bedridden for four years, and his skin was so pale that there was almost no blood.

"looking at what?"

Mingzhou turned his head and saw his half-brother Mingsong leaning against the wall, stabbing him with a smile on his face.

"As expected, you are an adult Omega, and you can send it out for marriage at any time. Why, have you picked up your optical brain to choose your fiancé?"

Mingzhou's chest heaved twice, and he threw Guangnao out viciously: "Get out!"

"This is the Ming family, you are the one who should get out, you little bastard."

Ming Zhou's face was pale, he clenched his fist hard, and then slowly released it.

He bit his lower lip, walked slowly to Mingsong, and picked up Guangnao.

It seemed as if he was apologizing and conceding defeat, but Ming Zhou buried his head very low, trying his best to suppress the almost unconcealable evil in his face and eyes.

He often hated his own origin, why he was the illegitimate child raised by his mistress, and why he became an Omega. From then on, every day in the Ming family, everyone looked at him as if they were looking at an omega that was about to be used for breeding. sow.

It's **** disgusting.

As if born in a quagmire, Ming Zhou felt that he was sinking every day.

Four or five years ago, he thought about dying, but he didn't die in the end. Lying on the hospital bed with pain all over his body felt terrible, Ming Zhou couldn't move at all, he could only hear the sound of footsteps coming and going, and the doctor's judgment on his fate.

—The trauma to the patient's brain is very serious. We are working hard to repair it, and the possibility of becoming a vegetative state cannot be ruled out.

— Do I need to give up treatment?

Treatment costs are like a drop in the bucket to the wealth of the Ming family, but the differentiated Omega is more precious.

So it is so simple and casual to settle down.

Mingzhou was abandoned in the hospital, every breath felt like a knife cut. No one came to visit him, not even his mother shed a single tear for him.

No one knew that he was actually conscious.

Until one day, he heard a soft voice that seemed to be laughing:

"Little friend, do you want to experience other people's lives?"

Yes, he thought, with resentment against the whole world.

Want to get rid of the humiliating identity and name of Mingzhou.

Wanting to drag other lucky, born high-born people into the quagmire.

Then, Ming Zhou was pulled into the body of another Omega.

The boy possessed by him is named Zhuang Yan.

border.

It coincided with the dry season, and the wind and sand were blowing outside the window, and the wasteland and desert stretched endlessly to the edge of the horizon.

The atmosphere inside the base was gloomy and serious.

"Major general."

"Major General Chen E."

As Chen E walked all the way, the soldiers he met along the way stood at attention and saluted him.

He stepped on his military boots and his steps were heavy. The wings were slowly folded behind, and the shadow was cast obliquely on the wall by the light, rendering it into a dark and narrow piece.

Finally came to the door, red light swept from head to toe.

The mechanical female voice said: "The identity has been confirmed, Major General Chen E, please come in."

The heavy iron door moved slowly to both sides, and he walked in.

For sound insulation and confidentiality, this corridor is very long. The walls on all sides are the color of white iron, and the lights are like daylight.

More than half a minute later, Chen E pushed open the laboratory door at the end of the corridor. The people inside were supposed to be arguing, but when they heard the movement, they immediately fell silent and turned around to salute.

Chen E's voice was cold: "Tell me, what's going on."

On the **** bed in the center of the laboratory lay a pale and thin young man. His hands and feet were handcuffed, and he was firmly fixed on the bed, with restraint belts around his shoulders and waist. The young man couldn't speak, and he couldn't bite his tongue. He could only reveal a pair of dark and terrified eyes.

Silence lasted half a second.

A man in a military uniform and a white coat took a step forward and reported to Chen Ehui: "Major General, we captured a rebel who wanted to surrender, and he said that all the rapes he participated in were not voluntary. "

Chen E frowned.

"What do you mean not voluntary?"

Jiang Chenghui also said: "He claims that there is another consciousness in his body, and everything he does is dominated and coerced by that consciousness."

This sentence was complicated and awkward, and some colleagues sighed on the spot.

"Cheng Hui, I didn't suggest you disturb the major general before. The situation is still unclear after all. This kind of so-called brain control doesn't make sense in principle, it's just nonsense!"

Jiang Chenghui said anxiously: "It's quite clear. We have done so many experiments and tests to toss him like this. Various signs and reports can be used for reference and proof. This is not a trivial matter. How can we delay or even conceal it? ? It can even subvert our control and understanding of the border!"

Seeing that the quarrel was about to continue, Chen E reached out and pressed down. The people in the room restrained again and fell silent.

"Jiang Chenghui," Chen Erling said, "send me all the information you have."

Jiang Chenghui stood at attention and saluted: "Yes."

Alpha shifted his eyes to the prisoner on the bed, and said in a cold tone, "Since the man is here now, you should prove it to me first."

"yes."

Jiang Chenghui recorded in the files the first time he made notes for Wei Yang.

The young rebels were handcuffed to iron chairs, crying and shaking. His voice was extremely soft, and he couldn't find the aura of taking death as home when he carried out the suicide attack before.

"Help me, please help me... I... don't want to do these things."

"But I can't control myself, I... There is another soul in my body that doesn't belong to me."

Jiang Chenghui raised his eyes and asked, "You mean, dual personality?"

Wei Yang trembled for a moment, but said nothing.

After a while, Wei Yang slowly raised his head, and the expression on his face slowly changed from crying to a smile.

He said easily and clearly: "It's too naive for him to ask you for help and want to get rid of me."

After finishing speaking, Wei Yang pulled hard violently, the muscles on his cheeks twisted almost ferociously. There was a clanging sound from the chains, and the iron chair swayed back and forth greatly.

The soldier next to him rushed forward, held him down, and gave him an emergency injection of sedatives.

After the drug took effect, the young prisoner was finally brought under control, and fell asleep in a sitting position.

Jiang Chenghui reported to Chen Ehui: "We conducted various experiments on Wei Yang, including electric shocks, and compared his brain waves with those of several diagnosed patients with multiple personality disorder. Although it is unbelievable , but Wei Yang's state and trend are indeed in a completely different state."

Chen E hummed.

Jiang Chenghui continued to conclude: "And according to the information provided by Wei Yang in a normal state, I personally highly doubt that the other consciousness he described is real. And in the rebels, this situation is probably quite common."

Someone retorted: "Jiang Chenghui, this is just your personal suspicion. To prove this, we have to at least have a craniotomy—solitary evidence is not enough, we have to find more samples to conduct experiments and obtain enough data before we can continue from Deduce in principle."

Chen E glanced over: "Don't interrupt."

The tone was very light, and the man suddenly didn't dare to speak out.

Jiang Chenghui explained: "The fifth team has already started operations this morning, looking for samples."

The room was very quiet, everyone was waiting for Chen E to issue orders.

Chen E has been in charge of the border for many years. Although he is fierce on the battlefield, he has always been tough and majestic.

Alpha, who climbed to the position of major general step by step, no matter how he made a decision, no one would dare not be convinced.

"The first and fourth teams were also dispatched to continue searching for the remaining survivors of the rebel army."

Chen E said, and then turned to Jiang Chenghui and ordered: "Contact the Central Star Academy of Sciences and ask them to send safe and reliable technical experts to the front."

"The third squad base is on standby, just in case."

Then he pointed upstairs.

"My office is still in the original place. If there is any emergency, or the mission needs support, please report at any time."

"yes."

After the soldiers in the secret room were ordered, they turned around and started to act.

Chen E walked back, and as soon as he got out of the signal shielding area, the work messages on the optical brain popped up one after another.

【urgent】

【Highly confidential】

[Looking forward to reply within half an hour]

Unimportant information has been screened and automatically forwarded to 408 for processing by artificial intelligence.

On the way to the office, the oncoming staff were in a hurry.

Chen E himself is much busier than before, and there will be a regular meeting of the military department across the star field in five minutes.

He walked into the room and glanced at the schedule on his optical brain. Before closing the screen, I inadvertently clicked to open the address book.

When his eyes fell on the familiar name, Chen E's fingertips paused slightly, and he suddenly thought.

The central star should be daytime now, I don't know what Zhuang Yan is doing.

Zhuang Yan is browsing the latest news about the semi-finals of the Design Innovation Competition.

The efficiency of the competition group was very high. Within three days of the announcement of the results of the preliminary round, the questions for the rematch were also released—this time there was no choice, there was only one event.

There are more than 100 shortlisted students left, and each of them is an outstanding student with a certain level. Everyone is fighting together on a topic to decide the winner. After a little imagination, I feel that this scene is full of sex.

Qin Heyu couldn't help complaining: "Only 20 people were selected for the final, and my admission rate for university entrance exams was higher than this."

Classmate Xiao Qin tends to talk too much when he is anxious, so Zhuang Yan gave him a pull.

"Come take a look at the topic with me first."

The design project for this semi-final is the airport.

The airport is to be built on an asteroid. It looks inconspicuous, but it is a necessary transit point from the central star to the border.

People with a keen sense of smell can directly see the plans and ambitions of the Federation in the next few years from the site selection and background information.

In the future, when the situation on the border has stabilized, this airport, which is still under planning, will definitely become an important transportation hub.

Of course, such an important project cannot be directly designed by students. The data provided by the competition group may have been modified to a certain extent.

But none of that matters. The important thing is, if the design is so beautiful that it can even provide some ideas worth referring to for the formal construction of the airport in the future—

For students like them, that is simply an amazing experience that can be boasted on the resume for a lifetime!

After reading the topic, Zhuang Yan thought for a while, then turned to Qin Heyu and asked, "Are you getting more nervous?"

"…right."

Qin Heyu said again: "But I don't want to lose, I want to do a good job in the project and make my resume look good."

He eagerly raised his head and looked at Zhuang Yan with eyes like a little hamster.

Zhuang Yan laughed and comforted Qin Heyu: "I definitely won't lose. In fact, after reading other people's preliminary works, I think your level is completely above most of them."

Qin Heyu: "...?"

Really, why do you have more confidence in me than myself!

Although the topic has been announced, as in the past, the competition team will give students enough time to complete the design.

The deadline this time was set in the summer, a full three months later. Schools can provide a certain degree of assistance to participating students, but the most important design and modeling must still be completed by students independently.

The department issued a notice saying that a short-distance trip would be organized for a while, and the students selected for the semi-finals would be taken to the asteroid where the airport was located to deepen their understanding of the project.

"When was that?" Qin Heyu didn't bother to look, and asked Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan glanced at the calendar, it happened to be a few days after the dance.

It turned out that before I knew it, the date of the dance party was getting closer and closer.

But Chen E is still at the border, and it seems that he has no plan to return to the central star for the time being.

The last time Zhuang Yan sent a message, asking him if his work was going well.

"It's okay." Chen E said.

His answers are always short, and if he doesn't deliberately find a topic, he can end the exchange at any time.

Zhuang Yan didn't know what else to say, so after searching for a long time, he simply found an emoji and sent it.

As a result, my hand slipped when I clicked, and a huge "There is no difficult job, only a brave dog hook" popped up in the dialog box.

Zhuang Yan: "..."

At that time, the atmosphere fell into suffocating embarrassment. He quickly withdrew it and apologized: "I'm sorry, I sent it wrong."

Three minutes later, Chen E replied with a question mark.

Zhuang Yan was too embarrassed to look at the screen again. He silently made a wish in his heart, hoping that he would withdraw in time enough and never let Chen E see it.

Otherwise it's almost like mocking.

The conversation with 408 was much easier. The robot said: "The main reason is that things are a little bit complicated now, and the major general needs to be in charge of the border."

408 seemed to understand, and comforted: "But Xiaoyan, don't worry, maybe the major general will be back soon."

Zhuang Yan asked: "Is it still the matter involving military secrets?"

408: "Cats don't dare to make a sound.jpg"

As a teenager studying at the Central Star University, he only knew roughly that the border suddenly became chaotic.

During that period of time, the military blocked the news very tightly, so Zhuang Yan had no way of knowing or imagining how complicated and dangerous the situation was.

At the end of March, the fourth team made a mistake in decision-making, with fewer enemies and more enemies, and accidentally fell into a besieged situation. What they are facing is the last surviving forces of the rebel army. The enemy tried every means to counterattack, even at any cost.

This battle report was presented to Chen E immediately. AI analysis shows that there is indeed a support opportunity for the border guards, but there is no guarantee that it will not be a new trap.

Everyone is waiting for his decision.

Chen E glanced at the holographic sand table, and ordered decisively: "The third team will continue to guard the base, and the first team will stand by and wait for me to pass."

The Alphas on the battlefield are all invincible Shura Shashen, and he is the fiercest and least afraid of death among them.

On the fifth day, they finally defeated the rebels and returned to the base with the trapped fourth team.

That battle was fought very fiercely, and even many sacrifices were made. Alpha's wings and metal prosthetics used for flight and combat were covered with dried blood and dust.

Chen E was in the disinfection room, letting the machine clean up the dirt on his body. Rust-like blood remained between his fingers, his back was tense, and there was still a hint of violence and chill in his expression.

At the same time, 408 reported to him in an electronic voice without emotion: "Xiao Yan is asking when you can go back again."

Alpha closed his eyes, his body slowly relaxed, and his evil spirit retreated little by little.

He didn't realize that his tone was almost peaceful.

"Tell him soon."

"receive."

The alcohol used for disinfection was sprayed on the body, and there was a pungent breath.

Chen E's voice was low, and he asked again: "Is Zhuang Yan at school recently?"

"Yes," 408 said, "I have his daily schedule here. And according to the monitoring, Xiao Yan did not conceal his whereabouts or meet other people privately."

Chen E didn't speak.

After cleaning, Alpha's wings returned to the state of half white and half metallic. Chen E didn't fold it up, and let the feathers puff up slightly, and the tips of the wings drooped down.

When he was in the central star, he always restrained himself to avoid letting Zhuang Yan see his half-beast form.

408 asked: "Since Xiao Yan has kept a good record for half a year, do I need to continue to monitor his whereabouts?"

Chen E raised his head coldly: "Continue."

"clear."

It's not honorable to say this matter—he stubbornly and darkly wanted to keep an Omega under his surveillance.

408 is his accomplice.

But a sense of security and confidence need to be poured out, and Chen E has never had it since he was a child.

All he knew was to follow his instinct and hold onto Zhuang Yan tightly. Otherwise, Zhuang Yan would fly out of his palm like a bird.

And how strange, since I experienced the feeling of being gentle and flattered by Zhuang Yan.

He couldn't bear to go back to the past any longer.