After Transmigrating Into a Book, I Became That Omega - Chapter 3

The Second Cafeteria at Yun City University was something of an “internet-famous” restaurant. Judging by the shoulder-to-shoulder crowds inside, the food was bound to be delicious. The air was thick with a medley of tempting aromas.

“Anything you guys want to eat?” Sang Yuan was a classic case of “decision paralysis.” Seeing the stalls wafting enticing scents one after another made things very difficult for him.

However, his best trick was to go with the flow: let the others choose first, pick something different from them, and then share. That way, he could taste several things at once. He really was a little genius.

After glancing at the dragon-like queues snaking from the popular stalls, the group collectively headed toward the less crowded areas. They had plenty of time in the future; there was no need to rush today.

Perhaps because it was the start of the semester, the Second Cafeteria was far more crowded than usual. To avoid being late for their class meetings, they agreed to grab the fastest option: ramen. They’d come back for the other delicacies once things settled down.

Sang Yuan looked at the various stalls with a hint of regret. Fine, I’ll “grace” you with my presence later.

After dinner, Sang Yuan headed toward the Liberal Arts Building. Liu Tiancheng walked with him, as the History Department also held classes there. Since they shared a dorm and had just eaten together, they bonded quickly.

In his original life, Sang Yuan had an outgoing personality. Since entering this “book world,” he hadn’t dared to let loose for fear that the original host’s family would notice something was off. Now that he was at university where no one knew him, he was thrilled. He could pretend for a while, but doing it forever was a tall order.

Luo Xinghe watched their retreating backs and smiled at Ji Tang. “Let’s go. We have a meeting to get to as well.”

“Mm,” Ji Tang grunted in response. Ignoring the gazes following him, he walked toward the Astronomy Department with Luo Xinghe.

Both were used to being stared at; it didn’t affect them in the slightest.

Luo Xinghe suddenly chuckled. “When I saw Sang Yuan today, I really thought he was an Omega. I didn’t expect him to be a Beta. It’s almost a waste of those looks.”

“What’s there to waste?” Ji Tang said dismissively.

“If he were an Omega, he’d be pursued by everyone. As a Beta, a lot of people will lose interest,” Luo Xinghe shrugged. The pregnancy rate for Betas was extremely low, making them rarely the first choice for Alphas.

Ji Tang thought back to the excited expression on Sang Yuan’s face when the Special Forces were mentioned. He highly doubted Luo Xinghe’s deduction. He had an intuition that even if Sang Yuan were an Omega, he wouldn’t be a fragile one.

“By the way, are the Special Forces coming for our military training because of you?” Luo Xinghe looked at Ji Tang.

The two had grown up together, both being the “perfect children” other parents envied. After their secondary differentiation, both had successfully become Alphas, inciting even more jealousy. In families like theirs, one could only truly hold their ground by becoming an Alpha.

Ji Tang had been tossed into military camps since he was a child, training alongside soldiers since he was knee-high. His family had high expectations for him to inherit the family tradition and enter the military.

Who would have guessed that after the college entrance exams, the freshly-minted Alpha Ji Tang would choose a major that left everyone speechless: Astronomy.

His family was stunned. They stared at the admission notice, unable to believe their eyes. Not only did he skip the military academy, but he chose… Astronomy? A metaphorical earthquake had erupted in the Ji household.

The military had also been happily anticipating this “fine seedling,” assuming it was a done deal, only for him to take a sharp turn. All summer, different people had come to lobby Ji Tang, trying to get him to give up the civilian university for the military academy.

What? The military academy stopped enrolling? For a talent like this, they’d make an exception! You can’t let prime genes go to waste!

Luo Xinghe had been tasked with a “mission” to follow Ji Tang to the Astronomy Department. The Luo family was essentially a vassal to the Ji family; they followed the Ji family’s lead in everything. Because of his own excellence, Luo Xinghe had become the one to grow up alongside Ji Tang. He had been fully prepared for military school, but ended up in Astronomy at Yun City University instead.

“Don’t worry about it. We’ll find out when the time comes,” Ji Tang said coldly, unbothered. The military wasn’t the only option for his life.

The class meeting went exactly as Liu Tiancheng had predicted. It was mainly to gather everyone and announce that all freshmen would be heading out for military training the next day.

The moment Sang Yuan entered the classroom, he stunned everyone. The Literature Department was small, with only about twenty people per class. Most were Betas, with two Omegas currently sitting in the middle of the room like stars surrounded by moons.

The room went silent when Sang Yuan walked in. Everyone stared. There was no denying that Sang Yuan’s soft, “moe” face was incredibly deceptive. However, no one smelled any pheromones from him. The two Omegas in the room were already emitting scents—one of roses, the other of fresh grass.

The two Omegas, who had initially felt a spark of hostility toward Sang Yuan’s beauty, immediately relaxed when they realized he was a Beta. No matter how pretty he was, a Beta posed no threat to them.

Sang Yuan picked a random seat and sat down. A chubby figure nearby surreptitiously leaned over. “Hey bro, I’m Fang Yuandong. What’s your name?”

“Sang Yuan.” Sang Yuan gave him a smile.

Fang Yuandong clutched his chest, his face turning bright red. “Being a Beta with those looks is such a waste of God’s work!” He added, “Actually, it’s a good thing you’re not an Omega. If you were, you’d start a riot.”

Sang Yuan arched an eyebrow, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

“So, what do we actually study in this department?” Sang Yuan asked, looking around as they waited for the teacher.

Fang Yuandong’s eyes went wide. “You don’t know what we study? Then why did you apply?”

“Huh? Because there weren’t many people,” Sang Yuan answered honestly. “I chose this major primarily because the enrollment was low.”

The main reason was his fear that in a crowded department, if his heat cycle ever hit, he’d have no hope of hiding his identity.

“Well, our Literature Department is also known as the ‘Retirement Department.’ You made the right choice there,” Fang Yuandong said cheerfully. “We don’t do much usually—just write a lot of essays.”

Sang Yuan’s relaxed, cozy expression suddenly snapped into a look of horror.

“What did you say? We have to do what? Write essays?”

Sang Yuan squeezed out that last sentence with a voice that was practically distorted with dread.