After Transmigrating into an ABO World with My Nemesis (BL) - Chapter 5

Jiang Zhou froze, turning back with a foul expression and a gaze as sharp as a knife.

He didn’t say a word, only raising an impatient eyebrow. The meaning was clear: Spit it out.

Cheng Bing looked down at him and said, “You forgot a box of medicine.”

Jiang Zhou glanced down and saw a white box in Cheng Bing’s hand. The label read: Omega Pheromone Regulating Capsules.

He snatched the medicine from Cheng Bing, clearly unwilling to engage. He offered a lazy, perfunctory, “Thanks.”

Having said that, he turned to leave again.

But Cheng Bing held on, not letting him go.

Jiang Zhou was getting annoyed now. He glared at Cheng Bing. “What else do you want?”

Cheng Bing watched him silently, his eyes dark and heavy. The look in his eyes was no different from when he was in his Rut just a few hours ago. Jiang Zhou’s scalp tingled under the scrutiny; he couldn’t help but wonder if the pheromone monitors in the isolation room were malfunctioning.

Why did Cheng Bing still look so… off?

“Are you angry?” Cheng Bing frowned slightly, asking with a touch of confusion.

Jiang Zhou: “…”

Jiang Zhou: “Heh. Which eye did you see me being ‘angry’ with? I’m in a fantastic mood! My mood would be even better if you weren’t holding onto me right now!”

While claiming he was in a great mood, he glared at Cheng Bing with eyes that looked like they were harboring two small fires.

Meeting that fiery gaze, Cheng Bing remained silent for a few seconds before slowly loosening his fingers.

Jiang Zhou was completely baffled. He felt the guy was being utterly bizarre—starting to say something then stopping. He didn’t want to linger any longer; the moment Cheng Bing let go, he turned and stormed off.

It was the afternoon rush for dinner, and the school gates were swarming with people. Jiang Zhou’s figure quickly vanished into the crowd.

Cheng Bing stood where he was, watching the disappearing back, his face devoid of emotion.

The sensation of Jiang Zhou’s skin still lingered on his fingertips—warm and delicate. Cheng Bing withdrew his hand and unconsciously rubbed his thumb against his fingers.

He didn’t know what he was doing either.

It felt as if another personality had taken over his body, urging him to… bring Jiang Zhou back.

Cheng Bing recalled what he had just read in the ABO Physiological Knowledge Manual.

After a Rut, an Alpha’s possessiveness toward their Omega intensifies; they cannot tolerate their Omega leaving their sight.

It was likely due to the pheromones.

After all, Jiang Zhou wasn’t his Omega.

Cheng Bing scrutinized his loss of control almost harshly. Only after he had strangled every stray thought—both appropriate and inappropriate—did he press his lips together and turn to leave.

Transmigrating for no reason to a parallel world, only to run into his detestable nemesis…

Today was clearly cursed. Jiang Zhou decided to eat something good to comfort himself.

He went out alone for a shrimp and crab pot, eating until his stomach was round and full. Only then did his mood improve slightly.

As the sky turned that shade between day and night, Jiang Zhou decided to wander around the campus vicinity. He wanted to walk off his meal and observe if this world was any different from his original one.

The conclusion: not much difference. The buildings, the shops, even the prices were the same. If it weren’t for the slight ache in the glands at the back of his neck, he wouldn’t have even noticed he was in a parallel universe.

He had no idea how to get back.

Even though everything looked the same, Jiang Zhou felt that nothing here belonged to him.

He had to go back. He had to find a way.

After wandering for a while, Jiang Zhou returned to the dorm, intending to search the internet for “experience posts” about transmigrating through parallel dimensions.

When he got back, only one roommate was there—the one who had introduced him to the ABO world this morning, Lin Le. He was fairly good-looking and a total “face-con” (someone obsessed with looks).

Their dorm was a quad with students from two different majors. Jiang Zhou and Lin Le shared the same major—Arts and Design—so they were closer.

Lin Le was surprised to see Jiang Zhou back. “You’re back?”

Jiang Zhou explained, “The doctor said Cheng Bing’s Rut was sudden, with only a few hours of the ‘agitation’ phase. I could leave after soothing him.”

“I don’t mean that.” Lin Le looked at Jiang Zhou as if the guy was missing a few brain cells. He hesitated before saying, “Your Alpha actually let you come back right after his Rut?”

“Why wouldn’t he? Is there a rule about it?” Jiang Zhou asked, confused.

“After a Rut, Alphas become very clingy. Their possessiveness can be even stronger than during the Rut itself.” Lin Le noticed Jiang Zhou’s expression getting weirder and weirder, so he silently swallowed the last part—that they usually choose to give their Omega a thorough ‘workout’ in bed—and instead phrased it delicately: “Normally, they won’t let the Omega return to the dorm.”

Cheng Bing?

Clingy?

Possessive?

Jiang Zhou’s face contorted into a look of pure disbelief. He thought to himself: The sky is falling. It’s the apocalypse. Which of those words has ever applied to Cheng Bing?

Jiang Zhou waved it off, feeling inexplicably awkward. “We aren’t in that kind of relationship. I was just helping out. He isn’t my… whatever.”

For real?

Lin Le looked at Jiang Zhou, his expression equally indescribable.

Buddy.

Are you really the type of Omega who gets ‘eaten’ by someone and then insists ‘we’re just bros/enemies’?

It wasn’t that Lin Le was overly nosy; actually, there had been gossip about Jiang Zhou and Cheng Bing since they first arrived.

They were a rare case of Pheromone-Bound individuals. Suppressants didn’t work on them; only each other’s pheromones could provide relief.

On the first day of school, a freshman Omega in their dorm building went into a sudden Heat. While everyone was scrambling for suppressants and blockers to avoid being affected, Jiang Zhou had run straight to find Cheng Bing.

And so, the rumors spread.

Pheromone-bound, childhood friends, even attending the same university for each other’s sake.

Eee!

Lin Le had wanted to say multiple times: Why don’t you two just date? Do it for me, I beg you.

But he restrained himself. You shouldn’t “dance” your shipping fantasies in front of the real people.

He was a refined “CP-shipper.”

What if they really were just exceptionally pure arch-nemeses?

Even if they were pheromone-bound, even if they grew up together, even if they went to the same college for each other, and even if they had just spent the whole afternoon in intimate physical contact!

They must simply be pure enemies who can’t stand each other and wish for the other’s demise!

Right?!

Lin Le: “…”

Lin Le said with great difficulty, “Su…re.”

You aren’t in that kind of relationship.

I believe you.

Mostly.

Jiang Zhou saw the weird look on his face, but instinct told him it was better not to ask what Lin Le was thinking. He shut the conversation down, turned around, and grabbed his toiletries to shower and go to bed.

The bed and blankets in the isolation room had been so damp; he felt gross all over.

After his shower, Jiang Zhou finally lay in bed feeling clean and started searching for transmigration info.

But after two hours of searching, most of what he found were baseless rumors, obviously fake stories, or a bunch of “I transmigrated to XXX and became XXX” explosive web novels.

Refusing to give up, Jiang Zhou posted a plea for help. He quickly received various replies: some called him a troll trying to farm engagement with a bad story, some said “Are you and your nemesis still not together? I’m starting to ship you two,” and he even received contact info for a web novel editor.

[Dear, I am an editor from XX Literature. I find your plot very interesting. Would you be interested in a chat? My QQ is 123****89]

Jiang Zhou: “…”

Jiang Zhou immediately reported the message for fraud.

He posted to get advice from netizens, not to have them ship him and Cheng Bing!

And he wasn’t writing a novel!

Besides, how could enemies ever end up together!

Infuriating!

After hours of tossing and turning, he had gained nothing and suffered a heavy blow to his sanity.

Jiang Zhou closed his eyes, lying on the bed and letting out a sigh of despair with his hands over his face.

Next Day, Saturday.

Jiang Zhou woke up very early. He wasn’t sure if it was because of the neck collar yesterday, but his glands felt a bit uncomfortable. However, when he touched them, the swelling was gone, so he dismissed it as a side effect of the collar.

Since it was a rare early morning for him, Lin Le was also up. The two night owls yawned in unison. Lin Le sat at his desk sharpening a brow pencil with a craft knife, asking sleepily, “Why are you up so early?”

“I’m going to the library,” Jiang Zhou said.

Lin Le snapped awake, shooting a wary look over. “You’re going to study? It’s not finals week.”

His eyes clearly screamed: Traitor! Are you abandoning our ‘Lay Flat’ society?!

Jiang Zhou: “…”

Jiang Zhou: “No, I’m just looking something up.”

Lin Le stared at him for two seconds, and once he was sure Jiang Zhou wasn’t betraying their “Lay Flat until the Final Sprint” organization, he relaxed. “What are you looking for?”

“Parallel universes.”

Lin Le blanked. “Huh? You’re interested in that?”

“…No.” Jiang Zhou didn’t know how to explain, so he just gave up. “Fine, actually I’m writing a novel, so I might act a bit abnormal.”

Lin Le could tell he was just talking nonsense to brush him off, so he responded just as perfunctorily: “…Wow.”

They looked at each other and then both laughed.

After laughing, Lin Le waved his hand dismissively. “If you don’t want to say, then don’t. I’m heading out for a date.”

No wonder he was up so early. Jiang Zhou remembered that Lin Le had a partner in the original world too… yeah, a guy.

Lin Le was gay; he had told them right when school started. Jiang Zhou and the other two roommates didn’t mind; sexual orientation didn’t stop them from being friends.

Come to think of it, being gay in the original world might mean he’s straight in this world.

That was probably another difference between the two worlds.

The fact that there were differences gave Jiang Zhou a bit of peace—it served as a reminder that he didn’t belong here.

He couldn’t let himself be assimilated.

Jiang Zhou smiled and made a finger-heart at Lin Le. “Have a happy date!”

Half an hour later, Jiang Zhou stepped into the university library for the first time since the semester started.

Humanity ultimately relies on knowledge to progress.

Netizens are unreliable… especially those who ship him with his nemesis!

The library was huge. Following the signage, Jiang Zhou made his way to the top floor and finally found the book he wanted: Exploring Parallel Universes.

He didn’t know if he could find a way back, but he was willing to try anything.

The school had so many books. Jiang Zhou found several on the subject, gathered them up, and went to find a table to sit and read.

But as he turned around, he spotted a familiar figure.