The Alluring Boss O's Slacker A (Transmigration GL) - Chapter 13

The bunk bed was not large, only one and a half meters wide. With two people lying together, it felt extremely cramped.

Ruan Ting Zhi shifted as far toward the wall as possible to make room. Unfortunately, Wen Jin was taller than her, with curves in all the right places. Especially in their back-to-back position, the rounded curve behind her pressed firmly against the hollow of Ruan Ting Zhi’s waist.

Ruan Ting Zhi opened her damp doe eyes and struggled a little, but could not break free.

“Can you move a little?”

No one answered.

Autumn nights were still rather chilly, and the air conditioner in the room had been set to its lowest temperature.

Yet Ruan Ting Zhi could not feel even the slightest trace of coolness. She barely managed to close her eyes, trying her best to ignore the person pressed against her back.

Originally, she had not thought much of it. They were both girls, and Wen Jin was a Beta, with no pheromones that could attract an Omega.

But when they were pressed together, it was different. Because their pheromones and mental strength complemented each other, a wisp of Ruan Ting Zhi’s pheromones was drawn out and naturally spread open, wrapping around Wen Jin’s body like a flowering branch.

The air carried the scent of lavender mixed with fragrant sweat.

Wen Jin suddenly rolled over. One long, straight, slender leg unconsciously kicked the thin blanket aside and hooked over Ruan Ting Zhi’s beautifully lined waist.

The sudden closeness made the corners of Ruan Ting Zhi’s eyes flush red. She pressed her lips together and swallowed the breath caught in her throat.

Her pheromones were completely wrapped by the other party.

Ruan Ting Zhi discovered that she did not have much strength to avoid it. Softly and weakly, she was pressed down at the waist and pulled into this person’s arms.

This person’s figure was even more graceful than Ruan Ting Zhi’s. Before bed, she had worn a cropped, drawstring long-sleeved top. Because of her restless sleeping posture, the hem had ridden up, and cool skin instantly pressed against Ruan Ting Zhi’s back.

In that instant, the world went silent.

Right now, her pheromones were wrapped by Wen Jin’s mental strength. Ruan Ting Zhi’s body seemed no longer to belong to her. She arched her back, narrowed her eyes, and nearly could not stop herself from panting. The voice she forced out of her throat was thin and sharp; even she herself felt it was inappropriate to hear.

Ruan Ting Zhi took a deep breath and stared blankly at the wall. After a long while, her face darkened. Gritting her teeth, she whimpered, “You… mm… are doing this on purpose?”

No one behind her answered. Wen Jin’s even breathing spilled entirely over Ruan Ting Zhi’s neck, making Ruan Ting Zhi unable to stop herself from letting out another soft hum. The corners of her eyes reddened. She could only close her eyes and forcefully circulate her ancient martial arts mental cultivation method.

When Wen Jin pressed against her, her mental strength could soothe Ruan Ting Zhi’s mutated pheromones. Although the night was difficult to endure, if she circulated her cultivation method, her training should have been twice as effective with half the effort.

However, after the method circulated through two full cycles, Ruan Ting Zhi unexpectedly could not calm her mind. Beside her ear was the warm breath of the person behind her, flowing in shallow, steady puffs.

Ruan Ting Zhi opened her lush, full doe eyes and endured until the latter half of the night before finally falling asleep.

A sleepless night.

When Wen Jin woke up the next day, Ruan Ting Zhi was already no longer in the dormitory.

Compared to ordinary universities, Federal University was more strictly managed, especially the Ancient Martial Arts Department, because among Federal University graduates, ninety percent of Alphas and Omegas would choose to enter a legion after graduation.

This was related to ancient martial arts mental cultivation methods being monopolized by the four great families.

For ordinary students, entering university meant gaining access to basic ancient martial arts cultivation methods.

Across four years of university, the school arranged courses for students, such as combat classes, body-tempering classes, and AI-simulated practical combat training. Of course, most importantly, the school also had a set of basic ancient martial arts mental cultivation methods that could help beginner Ancient Martial Arts Department students temper their bodies and improve their cultivation.

However, if cultivators wanted access to ancient martial arts methods above Black-rank, they had to join the four great families or enter legions controlled by the four great families.

But good legions selected people carefully, and they did not take many every year.

Only the top one hundred graduates in comprehensive strength rankings from Federal University and Imperial Capital Academy had the chance to be selected into the legions of the four great families.

Wanting to enter a good legion was as difficult as a carp leaping over the dragon gate.

This was why Ancient Martial Arts Department students worked themselves to death. Correspondingly, the department’s scheduled classes could practically fill an entire day, and every quarter had all kinds of challenge matches.

After studying under intense pressure, even if they later entered an ordinary legion, it would not mean their future cultivation was completely hopeless.

There were many undeveloped resource planets in the interstellar world. In the interstellar era, the main task of forming legions was to explore these planets and search for rare plants and extraordinary treasures suitable for cultivation.

If an ordinary legion was lucky and developed a planting base or found rare medicinal materials, they could take them to an auction house and exchange them for cultivation methods.

This was equivalent to a closed-loop survival rule: hard work would not necessarily be wasted, but if one did not work hard, one would definitely be slapped dead on the beach.

Compared to the Ancient Martial Arts Department’s work-yourself-to-death coursework, the Pharmacy Department was even more brutal.

At least the former enjoyed relatively fair resources inside the university and could strive through effort for the legion they wanted to join.

The Pharmacy Department, however, was completely the opposite. Talent decided everything.

Pharmacy Department courses were divided into two categories: theory classes and laboratory classes.

Ordinary Pharmacy Department students spent all four years in large classrooms studying identification of plant-based medicinal raw materials and basic dispensing methods.

After graduation, many of them would enter local research institutes, slack off, muddle through, receive the five social insurances and one housing fund, live on a three-thousand minimum guarantee, and continue that way until life ended.

Students who could enter laboratories and participate in potion preparation were called elite students. They usually had high talent, high compatibility between their mental strength and medicinal plants, and strong identification ability.

These students studied in elite classes and entered laboratories to participate in potion preparation.

Federal University provided them with basic medicinal materials, laboratories, and experimental equipment for free.

The difference in rank was immediately obvious.

But there were not many students in elite classes. Students with pharmacy talent were one in ten thousand.

After graduation, almost all of them were reserved in advance by the four great legions, entering the potion laboratories founded by the four great families themselves. The privileges and social status they enjoyed were beyond the reach of ordinary people.

On her first day reporting to the Pharmacy Department, Wen Jin was late. Her assigned class was Class F.

Because she had transferred departments, her current coursework points in the Pharmacy Department were zero, so she could only be assigned to the worst class in the department.

The counselor was a little old man with a head full of graying hair. When he smiled with his narrowed eyes, he looked very amusing.

Wen Jin stood outside and bent her finger to knock once on the door. The little old man, carrying a waist like a swimming ring, turned around nimbly. His sharp gaze slid over Wen Jin’s face.

His smile was like Maitreya Buddha’s as he asked kindly, “Ruan Ting Zhi, the minor student from the Ancient Martial Arts Department?”

Wen Jin lifted her eyelids. Under the little old man’s eager gaze of looking at an outstanding student, she slowly shook her head. “Reporting in. Wen Jin, transfer student from the Ancient Martial Arts Department.”

The little old man gave an “mm,” then suddenly seemed to realize something.

His gaze gradually sharpened. He slowly walked down from the podium, holding a teaching pointer, and stood before Wen Jin. For a moment, the aura belonging to an Alpha pressed down.

It made Wen Jin briefly think she was about to be beaten.

In the end, after sizing her up for several seconds, the little old man smiled and said, “The transfer exam paper you took last time was graded by Teacher.”

Hearing this, Wen Jin’s beautiful brows furrowed slightly. Judging by the professor’s reaction, Wen Jin suspected that her previous score of exactly sixty points might have been below standard—or too eye-catching.

Wen Jin calmly gave an “mm.” “Teacher, may I go in and attend class?”

The little old man neither confirmed nor denied it. He smiled mysteriously and brought the topic back. “I heard from the invigilating teacher that you slept through the entire exam. There were one hundred questions on the paper, but you only did half of them. Coincidentally, today I’m teaching the students pharmacology, and there’s a question on the projector screen that you didn’t answer last time.”

“Tell us: in tincture potions, for every 100 ml, how many milligrams of ordinary medicinal raw material need to be refined?”

Wen Jin slowly looked at the large screen. After hesitating for a while, she finally said, “It’s because I didn’t know how to do it that I skipped it during the exam.”

“How about I throw a die and give you an answer?”

Dean Wen: “…”

After a brief silence, the classroom burst into laughter.

“Where did this talent come from? She even dares to be this cheeky in the vice dean’s class.”

“Hahahahaha.”

“A newborn calf doesn’t fear the tiger. She’s probably going to get caught and made to clean laboratory toilets for a whole semester. Terrifying!”

…

After Ruan Ting Zhi came down from the combat field, she showered and changed into a clean tracksuit. When she arrived at the Pharmacy Department to report in—

She happened to hear Wen Jin’s bold, heaven-defying statement.

She could not stop the corners of her mouth from lifting.

Meeting Dean Wen’s gaze, Ruan Ting Zhi obediently revealed a perfectly appropriate smile.

“Sorry, Teacher. Ruan Ting Zhi, auditing student from the Ancient Martial Arts Department, here to report.”

“Perfect timing.” Vice Dean Wen tapped his teaching pointer against the floor with a sharp clack.

His gaze moved away from Ruan Ting Zhi and finally landed on Wen Jin. “Find a seat and sit down. Listen properly from now on.”

“Also, my rule in class is that any student who is late must clean the Pharmacy Department laboratory toilets for one month.”

Ruan Ting Zhi: “…”

Wen Jin: “…”

Dean Wen smiled and added, “Starting today until the eighth of next month, the toilets will be handed over to you two.”

Federal University Pharmacy Department Academic Affairs Office.

“Dean Wen, why did you apply to teach Class F this semester?”

Professor Wang from Class B instructed a robot to bring over a cup of water.

He had just come out of the laboratory, and his white coat was stained with some pale-blue potion.

He accepted the purified water delivered by the robot and lowered his head to rub at the edge of his coat.

Seeing the little old man open his optical computer and pull up a student’s test paper to study, he put down the cup and leaned over to glance at the examinee’s name on the paper.

“Wen Jin?”

Then, as if thinking of something, his eyes lit up. “Vice Dean, is she a promising seedling?”

Dean Wen neither confirmed nor denied it. He picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip of clear tea.

His eyes smiled into thin slits. “This year’s transfer exam paper was very difficult. Teacher Qian accidentally printed the legion selection simulation questions as the transfer exam paper. The elite class took it once at the start of term, and the highest score was forty-five.”

Teacher Wang froze. Then he looked again at the half-blank exam paper on the vice dean’s computer.

His eyes nearly popped out. His mouth opened. “No wonder you…”

Vice Dean Wen was a member of the Wen family. Among the four great families, the Wen family had the most pharmacists, and the raw material laboratories they could provide pharmacists were almost among the best in the entire interstellar world.

In previous years, many elite-class students from Federal University would go to the Wen family for development after graduation.

But in recent years, the forces of the four great families had begun to reshuffle. Aside from the Ruan family, which kept a low profile and remained hidden, the Zhen family and Luo family had been loudly expanding their legions in recent years. In an interstellar world where pharmacists were scarce, Federal University’s elite-class students had practically become talent that every major family fixed their eyes on.

For the benefit of his own family, Vice Dean Wen occupied the right time, right place, and right connections, so he would naturally look for successors early.

Teacher Wang and Dean Wen had once been teacher and student. Right now, there were only the two of them in the office.

He did not have many reservations when speaking. “That’s great, then. But why not transfer her directly into the elite class?”

The little old man clasped his hands behind his back and shook his head mysteriously.

“According to Teacher Li from the Ancient Martial Arts Department, this child’s performance over four years of university has been completely ordinary. D-rank mental strength, average family conditions, and dead last on the points ranking list.”

Teacher Wang let out a sound of confusion, revealing an incredulous expression. “That shouldn’t be. That shouldn’t be at all. Even I might not be able to score sixty points on this set of questions…”

“It shouldn’t be.” Professor Wen nodded, then smiled. “I met her this morning. She looks lazy and improper, but she withstood the pressure of my released aura and remained neither servile nor overbearing from beginning to end. The only thing is that she lacks discipline. She still needs to be observed and polished…”

Thinking of what had happened to him back then when Vice Dean Wen set his eyes on him, Professor Wang held his tea and asked with schadenfreude, “How do you plan to polish her?”

“For example: cleaning the laboratory toilets.”