The Alluring Boss O's Slacker A (Transmigration GL) - Chapter 2

It took only thirty seconds to exchange contact information with the Omega on the forum who was using the ID “Ruan Ting Zhi,” and successfully add her as a friend.

Fast and straightforward.

Out of professional habit, Wen Jin instinctively evaluated the other party. As far as first contact went, she was satisfied.

May I ask how many people will be living in the dorm?

The other party replied: You and me.

At Federal University, two students had to apply together to get one dorm room. However, this kind of application had to be exchanged with accumulated credits.

Unlike ordinary universities, Federal University gave its students a very high degree of freedom on campus. For example, training grounds, mecha training rooms, simulation pods, special potions, nutrient solutions, suppressants, and so on could all be used for free. The prerequisite, however, was that they had to be exchanged with large amounts of credits.

In general, credits could be accumulated through study, competitions, scientific research internships, legion internships, and so on.

The original owner was a Beta, and her mental strength had barely reached D-rank.

Her adoptive father had once been a driver for the Luo family. The Luo family head had considered that Luo Xi needed someone to serve her, so through that connection, the original owner had been able to enter Federal University’s Ancient Martial Arts Department.

The original owner herself was average at studying, and she did not have the female lead O Ruan Ting Zhi’s unbeatable endurance for grinding either. In four years of university, the credits she had accumulated were so few they only reached double digits.

Wen Jin briefly explained her own situation to the other party in advance.

The other party replied: I’ll pay the credits. You can exchange the half you should pay into Federation coins and pay me with those.

To be honest, this was a reasonable request.

Federal University credits were precious. On the secondhand market, exchanging them into Federation coins could multiply their value by four or five times. Her future roommate was practically giving her a friendship price.

However, Wen Jin: …

Awkward. She temporarily had no money.

The initial identity of this shell, the original owner, was right there. Her gambling-addict adoptive father had just lost his job and was counting on the original owner to bow and scrape in front of Luo Xi so she could put in a good word for him. No matter how Wen Jin thought about it, it was impossible for him to take out extra Federation coins to help her change dorms and escape the scummy A.

Wen Jin frowned. But the temptation of a two-person dormitory was simply too great. Her future roommate was concise, to the point, and clearly focused on the main issue. There was an eighty or ninety percent chance she did not talk much, and she had clearly expressed that she accepted Wen Jin acting as a mute.

Wen Jin dared to say that if she missed out on such a perfectly suitable roommate, she would never find another one again.

Holding an umbrella made the phone inconvenient to use.

Wen Jin simply sent over a voice message. “Can I write an IOU?”

The other party was clearly busy. Only after a long while did she take a breath and send a voice message as well. “No.”

Her voice was somewhat weak, soft, and carried a sexy panting sound. It was like a sob, and also like a whimper.

But who would do that kind of thing in broad daylight? Wen Jin thought she must have done too many missions and become overly sensitive. Ignoring that choked sound, there was nothing to criticize about the way the other party spoke.

The only pity was that she had no money.

Even so, Wen Jin did not shut the matter down completely. She only told the other party that she would think about it.

—

From the dormitory building to the parking lot, one had to pass through a walkway lined with ginkgo trees on both sides.

In the continuous autumn rain, the ginkgo leaves were beaten down as if by rain striking banana leaves, pressed away from the branches as the leaves and twigs trembled wildly.

The Federation’s ginkgo leaves were full of Federation characteristics. They looked like plants that had been fattened through genetic modification. Each leaf was as large as a lotus leaf.

In autumn, ginkgo leaves withered and fell, leaving the branches somewhat bare, with the sky visible through them. In summer, this walkway would be shaded from the sun by towering ginkgo trees.

Wen Jin stepped over the crushed, withered yellow ginkgo leaves. Before she had time to observe the veins in the leaves, she turned her eyes and saw an LED billboard placed horizontally between two ginkgo trees on her left.

Campus Part-Time Recruitment: The Hunter Legion will soon explore and develop Senade Planet. Several logistics workers needed. Requirements: fourth-year students from the Ancient Martial Arts Department, Culinary Department, and Mecha Department with ample free time. Must be healthy and physically strong…

Ancient Earth Planet development mission. Several exploration team members needed. Requirements: fourth-year Ancient Martial Arts Department students with combat technique scores of at least ninety. Those with rich experience preferred.

Black Panther Mercenaries seeking interns. Requirements: …

Just when she was short on money, part-time jobs had delivered themselves to her doorstep.

However, these part-time jobs all relied on physical labor.

Wen Jin only glanced at them before withdrawing her gaze with little interest.

She was here to retire, not to sell hard labor.

The era of rolling around in society and being a grind king had long since passed.

After grinding before, hurting her body, and only later realizing that the body was the capital of the revolution, Wen Jin sighed regretfully.

Suddenly, a 3S-rank, highly highlighted difficulty-level part-time job advertisement barged into her line of sight without warning.

Urgent Recruitment: A strongly spined, spherical plant discovered on Ancient Earth Planet was recently accepted into Federal University’s botanical garden last week. One gardener familiar with the growth habits of Ancient Earth plants is needed. Part-time or full-time both accepted. Applicants with plant cultivation experience preferred…

Wen Jin did not read the long list of requirements afterward. The corners of her lips lifted slightly. She only stared at the grand-sounding “strongly spined, spherical Ancient Earth plant” in the recruitment information and gave an “oh.”

So it was raising a cactus.

Every day, she would move a small potted plant out, let it sunbathe, brew herself a cup of goji berry tea, and collect ten thousand Federation coins a month.

Wen Jin was very satisfied. Leisurely, she took out her phone and scanned the QR code for the part-time task. Then she spent fifty seconds completing a set of Ancient Earth plant cultivation test questions that the part-time center sent to her email. There were ten questions, such as: How did plants on Ancient Earth carry out photosynthesis?

Or: What kind of plant was a cactus?

…

Ten minutes later, Wen Jin received her interview approval notice.

Interstellar urgent tasks were usually approved very quickly, because no one knew how to raise a golden barrel cactus.

The recruiters had carefully selected high-difficulty questions from the Plant Research Institute to assess the gardener. Once the assessment was passed, there would be a one-month observation period, but wages would still be paid during that period.

Because as long as a compatible gardener could be found for a rare plant, the probability of transplanting the plant and growing it on a large scale in the future would be extremely high.

Wen Jin did not know all the twists and turns behind it. Once she passed the interview, a sum of Federation coins was deposited into her account. It was probably because the Quick Transmigration Bureau chief had added a lucky buff to her.

Now that she had the money to change dorms, Wen Jin had far less nonsense to say. She also did not want to keep cultivating goodwill with her future roommate or lower her own value by bargaining.

She directly opened the other party’s chat box and repeated her requirements for the dorm environment: quiet, and no disturbing each other.

The other party suppressed a delicate pant. “Mm… ah! Add… add one more rule. No bringing mm… random messy people back to the dorm to gather.”

This delicate panting was truly long and sweet, but the content was exceptionally proper.

Wen Jin hesitated for a moment. Thinking of a possibility, she asked, “Are you in trouble?”

The other party replied weakly, “Sorry… My heat has arrived.”

When she talked about her heat, she was not coy at all. Although there was a trace of restrained, delicate panting mixed into her voice, her tone was open and steady, without any sobbing. It was obvious that she was an extremely restrained Omega.

For once, Wen Jin showed a rare bit of concern. “Did you bring suppressants?”

The other party: “…”

It seemed she had not. At a time like this, a normal person would thoughtfully add something like: If you’re somewhere crowded, avoid the crowd as soon as possible. If you need help, I’ll bring suppressants to you as quickly as I can.

However, Wen Jin merely narrowed her eyes, reached out to hook a strand of hair that had drifted against her cheek, tucked it behind her ear, and said with utterly inhuman calm, “Or do you need me to help call 120?”

The other party: “…”

“No need.”

It seemed her situation was not too terrible. Her future roommate even had the leisure to send over a residential agreement, so Wen Jin felt reassured.

Although the other party was an Omega, she could control the desire of her heat period, chat rationally, and display an adult’s steadiness and sense of propriety. She was far better than the hot-blooded, noisy young girl Luo Xi by more than just a little.

Especially the housing agreement placed in front of her. It was clear, orderly, and reasonable. It was practically written according to Wen Jin’s wishes.

Wen Jin was sensible and tactful, so naturally, she would not raise unreasonable opinions. Her finger slid over the signature area. Just as she wrote the first stroke, from the corner of her eye she caught sight of the words “Ruan Ting Zhi” written in Party A’s signature field and paused slightly.

Then she shook her head.

The interstellar world was so large. There were plenty of people with the same name.

Taking ten thousand steps back, Ruan Ting Zhi was currently being surrounded and blocked by the scummy A. As an Omega undergoing differentiation, she was so weak she did not even have the strength to lift a finger. She absolutely had no spare energy to take out her phone and discuss matters.

Thinking this, Wen Jin had no doubts and quickly signed the residential agreement with her new roommate on the other side.

At the same time, she remembered that she still had a performance to give later. She lifted her head and looked into the distance.

At the end of the walkway, she could vaguely see the bright, multicolored skirts of the scummy A and her group. As they knelt down, their skirt hems fluttered in the wind.

Had they exposed something?

The corner of Wen Jin’s mouth twitched. Calculating the time, she walked slowly toward the fight scene.

Presumably, this group had already taught Ruan Ting Zhi a lesson.

—

The weather forecast had warned of a rainstorm today. Earlier, the light rain had dragged on endlessly like a foot-bound old woman.

Before long, lightning tore apart the dense black clouds. Thunder boomed overhead, rolling through the waves of cloud.

Then the rain came crashing down from every direction, so heavy that even the view ahead became blurry.

When Wen Jin was still ten meters away from the scene, her delicate brows knit slightly. In the air, thick with the smell of wet soil, there spread a very subtle, indescribable fragrance.

It was like a cluster of lavender in full bloom, soaked and sealed inside iced tequila, so that only thin wisps of scent could spill into the air. The fragrance exploded at the tip of her nose, icy threads wrapped around flowers, sweet, mellow, and intoxicating.

The smell was far too alluring. Even though Wen Jin was a Beta, her gaze became slightly entranced for a moment. Driven by the beautiful fragrance pouring into her nose, she was drawn forward by some strange impulse and took two steps closer.

The original text had introduced that after Ruan Ting Zhi’s pheromones mutated, she became a walking heartthrob. Once her pheromones were released, they could make everyone, regardless of gender, fall infatuated with her.

But this was not a good thing. Because after becoming infatuated yet being unable to possess her, especially those with high mental strength, they would all grow more and more haggard day by day because their minds could not be satisfied, until they died.

Wen Jin remembered that in the original text, Ruan Ting Zhi’s pheromones had mutated into this invincible state when she was forcibly exiled and the scummy A attempted to use filthy methods to force a mark on her.

In other words, the fragrance in the air right now belonged to Ruan Ting Zhi’s pheromones before they mutated.

Wen Jin furrowed her brows. Even harmless pheromones like these could tempt her into a dazed state. This made Wen Jin even more determined to stay far away from the plot area, save enough money, and then quickly leave the city where the protagonist group was located.

She calculated everything clearly in her heart, and her face still looked calm. However, the downward press of her lips and the trace of natural lazy impatience showing in her eyes both revealed her indolence.

Across the overwhelming curtain of rain, with the long, straight walkway dotted by ginkgo trees behind her, Ruan Ting Zhi lifted her head from beneath the only short eave near the parking lot wall where one could take shelter from the rain.

The black cosmetic powder on her face had been washed by the rain into thin streams of black liquid, revealing extremely fair skin underneath. It was a pale shade that looked as if it had never been exposed to sunlight. But the cherry-red of her lips, her natural doe-like eyes, and the way she lowered her gaze added a pitiful, pure yet desire-laced quality to that face.

Just ten minutes ago, Ruan Ting Zhi had been reborn.

When she woke up, she saw a smaller, brainless, furious version of Luo Xi—whose bones should have long since been gone—standing in front of her and flaunting her power.

After spending three minutes digesting the fact that she had been reborn, Ruan Ting Zhi, who had been the Ruan family head for many years and the number-one person in ancient martial arts, actually had no interest in exchanging moves with the scummy A. In her eyes, fighting with a piece of trash that had long since turned to ash and disappeared truly lowered her own worth.

But this person had indeed caused the first half of her life to be miserable and the second half to end in early death.

Ruan Ting Zhi thought, there was no better day than today. She might as well gather all her enemies and destroy them together.

Her hands and feet had been tied by the scummy A to a narrow eave pillar with rose-colored ribbons. Ruan Ting Zhi could have freed herself with a slight struggle, but out of habit, she tried to circulate the true qi in her body. The cultivation from her previous life had not come with her.

Fortunately, her differentiation had already ended. Unfortunately, she had not been reborn earlier. The pheromone radiation disease that had plagued her until death in her previous life had still infected her because she had delayed differentiation, been drenched in the rain, and developed a fever.

Even worse, this time, Ruan Ting Zhi had not gone through being forced by the scummy A, yet her pheromones had mutated early.

Unless she found the most mysterious god-level pharmacist in the entire future interstellar world, Salted Fish Jin, and had her tailor a customized potion for her, Ruan Ting Zhi was afraid she would still die before the age of thirty.

But before she died, this group of Alphas who had once made her life worse than death had to experience a life worse than death first.

Ruan Ting Zhi untied the restraints on her hands, went online to apply for a dormitory, and waited for all of the scummy A’s followers to fall into her net.

In the end, twenty minutes later, the final follower arrived late.

Her gaze turned toward Wen Jin, who was holding an umbrella in the rain curtain. The latter was stepping into the domain woven by Ruan Ting Zhi’s pheromones without the slightest awareness.

“One.”

“Two.”

“Three.”

Huh?

The other party actually had not collapsed.

How could she not have collapsed?

The words that had nearly reached Ruan Ting Zhi’s mouth—“Everyone’s here. Time to butcher them”—were swallowed down stiffly.

Ruan Ting Zhi licked the rainwater wetting her lips. Her dark doe eyes blinked away the droplets clinging to her lashes, and her gaze shifted around with slight hesitation. The scummy A group of four, who had been tortured by her alluring pheromones earlier, now had blank, dazed eyes. Other than infatuation, they no longer had the ability to think on their own.

The only abnormal one was the woman walking toward her.

Before long, Wen Jin was already right in front of her. Her arm held up the umbrella, its line soft and graceful. Rainwater dripped from the edge of the umbrella into the puddles beside her shoes, splashing tiny beads of water onto the jade-white ankles exposed beneath her cropped pants.

Only when the woman came closer did Ruan Ting Zhi finally see the front of the face that had been firmly shielded from the wind and rain by the umbrella, without a trace of dishevelment.

It was an intensely gorgeous, classical face. Her beauty was blatant and impossible to ignore, the kind that stole the spotlight. Yet her entire being radiated an indolent air that warned strangers not to approach, making people unable to feel the exaggerated vividness beneath her features.

All one felt was that she was cold and pretentious, a contradiction difficult to describe.

Her orange-red lips were very thin and were now lightly pressed together, giving her an aura of full-blast coldness. Yet those eyes were exceptionally long and narrow, like a spread-open peach blossom, both affectionate and heartless.

Ruan Ting Zhi’s doe eyes swept straight over the woman’s fair, delicate neck, but found no gland. A Beta could actually remain completely unharmed within the domain of her fully released pheromones.

The other party’s face showed only unaffected calm and nonchalance.

Logically, this should have been impossible.

Ruan Ting Zhi’s pheromones had suffered particle radiation and mutated, which was equivalent to a virus spreading with ten times the fragrance. No one disliked her pheromones. Even people with the strongest self-control had no way to resist falling in love with her because of them.

But now, an exception had appeared before her.

A flash of doubt passed through her eyes. Ruan Ting Zhi seriously searched her memories, but she did not even remember there being such a passerby character with outstanding looks, terrifying self-control, and hidden depths.

Suspicion grew in her heart. Temporarily changing her mind, Ruan Ting Zhi curved her pure and innocent doe eyes, tilted her head, and gave the scummy A a spine-chilling order. “Tie up my hands.”

The scummy A was like an unconscious doll. Following one command at a time, she stepped forward and bound Ruan Ting Zhi’s hands again.

Holding her umbrella, Wen Jin approached just in time to see the scummy A playing a bondage game.

In the torrential rain, beneath the eaves by the wall, Ruan Ting Zhi sat curled on the ground. She wore a beige tracksuit, the edges of her clothes mottled with mud stains.

The cosmetic powder on her face had long since been washed away, revealing skin as fine and white as porcelain. Her cherry-red lips had been wrapped by the scummy A with a strip of red silk. The thin fabric gathered over them, and the faint outline of her small, slightly raised lips could be seen beneath it.

Her hands and feet had been wound three times with ribbons by the scummy A and tied tightly. Her translucent, tender skin looked extremely fragile. No one knew how she usually practiced combat, because the places where her skin had been bound were drawn with long, strip-like red marks. The sight was shocking.

Hearing footsteps, the poor little thing lifted a pair of doe eyes full of humiliation.

This was a fragile Omega currently undergoing differentiation!

Wen Jin sincerely felt that Luo Xi was a bastard.

If not for her family backing her, as the only heir of the Luo family, one of the four great interstellar ancient martial arts families, an S-rank Alpha in mental strength, with her family currently in its prime—and if not for the fact that Luo Xi’s father had led mercenaries not long ago to discover Serad Planet and make an outstanding contribution to the interstellar world—then based on the evil act Luo Xi had committed in the rain today by forcibly binding an Omega undergoing differentiation, calling the police should have landed her in prison.

However, in the next second, the plot unfolded mercilessly just as described in the original text.

Luo Xi lowered her head, expressionless. In a mechanical tone, she ordered Wen Jin, “What are you standing there for? Hit her!”