The Alluring Boss O's Slacker A (Transmigration GL) - Chapter 8

It was the weekend, and the school was bustling with activity.

Everywhere hung banners for Federal University’s autumn human-versus-mecha mixed battle tournament between the Mecha Department and the Ancient Martial Arts Department.

Grand buildings, red banners fluttering in the wind—it all proclaimed hot-bloodedness and battle.

“As long as life continues, struggle never ends” was Federal University’s motto.

Wen Jin deliberately walked through places with fewer people. When she passed Federal University’s central plaza, she saw a landmark structure in the middle. It was a statue of a male Alpha in military uniform standing together with a female Omega in a white lab coat.

Their names were engraved on the base:

Ruan Lü, male, Alpha, died in Interstellar Year 1300. A mighty acquired Heaven-rank ancient martial artist. He forged the unification of the Empire and the Federation, broke the class system in which noble royalty commanded the interstellar world… and founded the first interstellar ancient martial family, the Ruan family.

Pang Lanzhi, female, Omega, died in Interstellar Year 1300. A near-god-level pharmacist. She independently created suppressants that restrain Omega heats, successfully freeing Omegas from the tragic fate of going into heat anytime and anywhere and being dependent on Alphas…

When the braided girl returned, she found Wen Jin standing motionless beside the statue.

“Senior, why are you standing here? Let’s walk faster. After we finish moving your dorm, we can go out for coffee together. Professor asked me to exchange planting techniques with you.”

Wen Jin: “…”

Don’t think she could not tell. Professor Pang had never mentioned anything about an exchange. The braided girl was clearly trying to be clever and secretly learn from her.

There were not many people around. As the braided girl approached, resistance suddenly rose in Wen Jin’s body. Without leaving a trace, Wen Jin took one step back and casually pointed at the base beneath the statue. “Why does it say near-god-level pharmacist?”

The braided girl’s name was Zeng Xiaoqin. She was a third-year student in the Botany Department.

Although the Pharmacy Department and Botany Department were different, they both fell under the College of Pharmacy, so she had heard a bit about pharmacist classifications.

Generally speaking, pharmacists were divided into junior, intermediate, and senior pharmacists. Each of these three levels was further divided into three stages. Above that was god-level.

But to this day, no one had reached the height of god-level. A god-level pharmacist had to be able to develop formulas at any time and use mental power to refine plants and neutralize medicines. One extremely difficult standard was that a god-level pharmacist had to be able to create potions needed for mighty ancient martial artists to advance.

So far, no ancient martial cultivator had been able to cross beyond the acquired realm. Therefore, there were no god-level pharmacists in the interstellar world.

Wen Jin nodded as if she half understood.

“It’s all Pharmacy Department classification. You ancient martial artists don’t use it,” Zeng Xiaoqin said. She had taken the time earlier to look Wen Jin up and found that she was a top student from the Ancient Martial Arts Department.

Seeing that Wen Jin did not speak, she asked again, “Are you about to advance? There’s an affordable trading center near the school. One bottle of beginner advancement potion for ancient martial arts is only ten thousand Federation coins. Come, come, come. Let’s add each other’s contact information, and I’ll send you the location.”

Wen Jin: “…”

Little Zeng was very enthusiastic, but earlier, she clearly had not been this warm.

Wen Jin saw through her at a glance, but she could not resist the other party’s chattering. “I’m just asking so I can prepare in advance before reporting to the Pharmacy Department next week.”

“What?”

“No way!”

“How did you do that?”

Along the way, Zeng Xiaoqin practically wanted to walk arm-in-arm with Wen Jin. Unfortunately, Wen Jin walked too slowly, like a turtle learning to step forward. A normal person simply had no way to match her foot speed. If one was even slightly careless, Wen Jin would fall behind until she could no longer be seen.

Zeng Xiaoqin scratched her head, suspecting that Wen Jin was doing it on purpose.

Today, she was wearing slightly high platform heels. Whether they could make her speed rise sharply was unknown, but Zeng Xiaoqin knew that if she kept walking like this, her feet would blister all over. In the end, she could only compromise and give up.

Her attempt to get close failed.

Ahead, the milk tea shop was holding an event for the weekend. Zeng Xiaoqin was clearly not pure in her intentions. She ran ahead first, went to the milk tea shop, and bought three cups of milk tea. Only when the cup in front of her had already been drunk down to the bottom did Wen Jin finally pass by late.

But the key point was that they had only covered half the distance.

Zeng Xiaoqin did not mind her slow pace at all and handed the two cups of milk tea in front of her to Wen Jin.

Wen Jin was retiring and cutting back on sugar by the way. She glanced at the pearls and taro balls floating in the milk tea.

With some difficulty, she said calmly, “I don’t drink it.”

Actually, she wanted to drink it.

Seeing Zeng Xiaoqin shrink her hand back and withdraw the milk tea, Wen Jin felt regret. But another cup of lemon coconut jelly Yakult was still stubbornly placed in front of her. Wen Jin raised a brow and poked the side of the cup. “I don’t drink this either.”

“Then what do you like to drink? I’ll buy you another cup.”

Wen Jin interrupted her. “Are you in some kind of difficulty?”

“You saw through me.” Zeng Xiaoqin smiled shyly. “Today on the school forum, everyone’s spreading that you and Senior Ruan… know each other.”

She emphasized the words “know each other” especially heavily.

Unaware that the forum contained a spicy picture of tongues out, legs spread, and bodies pressed together, Wen Jin asked back without changing expression, “Who is Ruan Tingzhi?”

And she still said they did not know each other? She had even said the person’s full name.

Zeng Xiaoqin pressed her palms together. “Please, please. Can you help me give this fruit tea to her? With milk and no sugar. It’s Ruan Tingzhi’s favorite flavor.”

Thanks to the pants-pulling incident, Wen Jin would only avoid Ruan Tingzhi whenever she saw her in the future.

By now, that butt injection from that day had successfully become a dark chapter in the highlight reel of Wen Jin’s retired life.

Her gaze moved evenly around Zeng Xiaoqin’s overly shy face. After a moment of silence, Wen Jin repeated mercilessly, “Ruan Tingzhi and I weren’t close before, don’t know each other now, and don’t plan to know each other in the future either.”

“If you want to give her milk tea, then give it to her yourself.”

Zeng Xiaoqin felt bitter. It was not as if she had never tried. But Ruan Tingzhi used to be a female war goddess who kept strangers away. Now, she was a goddess surrounded by thousands. She never spared her suitors even a single glance.

There was no chance.

“Are you saying that on purpose?”

“You like my goddess too.”

Wen Jin’s long, narrow eyes lifted. She placed a hand on the table and stood, leaning forward with an imposing air. “I like sleeping.”

Zeng Xiaoqin was startled and looked at Wen Jin suspiciously. That CP picture online was truly too full of tension. It was unforgettable. In the image, Wen Jin’s features were richly beautiful, her figure as soft as willow reeds, sitting enchantingly on a black bench while Ruan Tingzhi lay against her chest, black hair pouring down. The picture was extremely pleasing to the eye.

However, only Wen Jin’s face was cold, stunning, and captivating. At first glance, she made people want to drag her into the abyss.

One moment earlier, she had clearly been impatient, but then her aura withdrew as soon as she wanted it to. Her face once again returned to its sleepy state.

She really did love sleeping.

Zeng Xiaoqin let out a breath of relief. In her heart, she thought that Ruan Tingzhi definitely would not like Wen Jin’s type.

Wen Jin had no ambition and no vitality. She was like a pool of stagnant water, spending her days in decadence.

She was not worthy of the hardworking goddess who had become talented through acquired effort.

The school forum was wildly spreading that the two of them had an amazing CP feeling, but Zeng Xiaoqin was certain that Ruan Tingzhi did not like anyone. She liked the arena, enjoyed applause, worked hard to hold on to herself, and viewed cultivation and advancement as a firm belief in her heart.

So Zeng Xiaoqin felt she still had a chance. She was an ambitious secret admirer, constantly coveting the chance to turn her secret crush into open love. Even if she were the one on the bottom when they did it, being pressed down by an Omega like Ruan Tingzhi seemed even more exciting.

For the sake of love, Zeng Xiaoqin shamelessly planned to keep grinding Wen Jin down. “Could you…”

Before she finished speaking, she looked up and crashed into a cold stare.

Ruan Tingzhi was sitting beneath a sun umbrella at the neighboring table.

With her doe eyes lowered, she met Zeng Xiaoqin’s gaze for only an instant before they separated.

There was obvious coldness in her eyes.

In the whole world, perhaps only Wen Jin believed that Ruan Tingzhi was currently in an unblackened, debuff-free state, clean and pure like a little white flower. In truth, even Zeng Xiaoqin knew how frightening Ruan Tingzhi could be. She had seen Ruan Tingzhi kick someone off the arena platform.

During that arena match, Ruan Tingzhi had grabbed the person by the collar and said softly, “Liu Ru told you to secretly take sports photos of me, so you did it? Then did she ever teach you… how she ended up in the dust?”

A row of outdoor tables with umbrellas lined the milk tea shop.

Wan Shishi held the two pairs of gloves she had bought from the unmanned vending machine next door, preparing to help Ruan Tingzhi’s friend move and do manual labor.

But when she arrived at the agreed meeting spot, she found Ruan Tingzhi sitting at the milk tea shop, expressionlessly staring at the granny-gray figure at the next table, who had her back turned, deep in thought.

Her best friend had acted out of character and coquettishly changed into a goose-yellow long dress. A hairband in the same color neatly held her satin-like black hair behind her ears.

Wan Shishi raised her brows and gave a flirtatious whistle. “Zhi Zhi, do you have a speech this afternoon?” Dressed like this.

As she spoke, Wan Shishi sat beside Ruan Tingzhi with no self-awareness at all.

Even by this point, Wan Shishi had still not discovered that her little sister’s mood was off. She ran her mouth and ordered her around, “Sister, trouble you to order me a cup of milk tea. Thanks.”

Wearing that little-white-flower face of hers, Ruan Tingzhi looked distantly toward Wen Jin. That woman had not noticed she was present at all. She yawned and repeated that she had no relationship with her, then expressed that she did not wish to establish any relationship in this lifetime.

The reason she gave was also infuriating.

She wanted to focus seriously on living in her own world, peacefully and quietly lying flat in beautiful stillness until she became a dried salted fish.

For some reason, Ruan Tingzhi was in a bad mood.

She lifted her eyelids, her doe eyes narrowing slightly. She glanced sideways at Wan Shishi beside her. In her crisp, sweet voice, there was an added trace of harmless hoarseness. “Who are you ordering around?”

Wan Shishi: “…”

Did she eat gunpowder?

Wen Jin did not drink milk tea, did not like noisy places, and did not want to be a garbage bin for someone’s love confession. She got up and was about to leave.

Zeng Xiaoqin could only absentmindedly follow behind. Even after they left the milk tea shop, she still did not have the courage to deliver the milk tea. In the end, she could only drink the third cup in one go.

Beside her, Wen Jin clicked her tongue and looked at her with the eyes one would use to look at a little sugar figurine.

“Cherish life.”

Zeng Xiaoqin did not know whether it was out of embarrassment or some other reason, but during the second half of the journey, she stopped trying to curry favor with Wen Jin.

Only after they had walked a hundred meters and she once again could not see Wen Jin’s figure did she lose patience. From the contacts she had just added, she opened Wen Jin’s chat window.

I’m in a hurry.

Can I go up first and help bring your luggage down?

Wen Jin could understand Zeng Xiaoqin’s sudden coldness very well. University was society. If one had use for someone, one flattered them. If not, one tossed them away.

Their connection was shallow, their fate not deep. Wen Jin felt this distance was just right. Besides, it meant one less noisy trouble.

She replied, “Sure. Whatever’s convenient for you.”

Dorm 303.

Zeng Xiaoqin pushed open the dormitory door. When she clearly saw the faces of the three socially colorful big-sister types inside, she shocked herself.

A peaceful, tranquil female Beta like Wen Jin actually lived in the same dormitory as Luo Xi. Under her shock, Zeng Xiaoqin thought that Wen Jin really was not an ordinary person.

Facing the cramped atmosphere, Zeng Xiaoqin barely pulled out a smile. “Hi.”

She awkwardly greeted the three roommates.

Shao Yu Jia did not even lift her head. She was focused on scrolling through the campus forum on her phone, muttering nonstop, “That little slut Wen Jin still hasn’t come back. She’d better not let me see her today.”

In the end, a crumpled ball of paper came flying diagonally from above and directly smashed onto her head. “Shut up.”

Luo Xi’s tone was unfriendly. She pressed her lips together and irritably pounded the bed. “Try calling her a slut again.”

Shao Yu Jia cried out in fake pain. She truly did not know how she had provoked this ancestor.

Cowardly as anything, she threw down her phone and ran under her master’s bed, ready to serve before and after her.

“Sister Xi, she really went too far.”

Zeng Xiaoqin stood at the doorway and coughed awkwardly. “Um…”

Lan Si Si walked to the door. “Who are you looking for?”

“I’m here to help Senior Wen carry her luggage. Is it convenient for me to come in?”

“Look at that, that little slut… She’s guilty deep down. She didn’t even say goodbye to us?”

“The moment she clings onto Ruan Tingzhi as her new master, she can immediately turn her face and deny knowing people. Tsk, look at the way they were flirting with their eyes. Now that they’ll be living together, has she sold out even her body?”

Zeng Xiaoqin had just wanted to say that was not it, that Wen Jin simply walked too slowly. But this group of people did not give her any chance to speak.

In the next second, she watched in shock as Luo Xi fiercely smashed the mug in her hand onto the floor. The fragments flew more than a meter away.

Shao Yu Jia, who was the closest, had several porcelain shards pierce her calf. Bright red blood flowed down her fair leg and pooled into a small puddle.

However, this was still not the most terrifying part. With a gloomy face, Luo Xi fixed her gaze on Shao Yu Jia. “What did you just say? Wen Jin is moving into Ruan Tingzhi’s dormitory?”

Shao Yu Jia was in so much pain that her face twisted, but she no longer dared fan the flames. She nodded carefully.

The air suddenly quieted.

Then—

Crash!

Luo Xi’s bare hand, carrying mental power, dropped a burst of force. Ruthlessly, she split the bed in half.

She jumped down from the upper bunk, the evil factor in her bones completely exposed.

Taking her communicator, she found the unfamiliar number from a few days ago and dialed it.

“Uncle Wen.”

“It’s me, Luo Xi.”

…

When Wen Jin arrived downstairs at the dormitory building, she saw the braided girl who had been trying to get close to her earlier. Her face looked terrible.

The other party shoved the luggage handle into her hand, said nothing, and ran away without any sense of integrity, as if there were floodwaters and ferocious beasts behind her.

There were two large suitcases, and the wheel on one of them was broken.

Wen Jin stood where she was and opened the original owner’s contact list. Unexpectedly, she received a friendly message.

When are you coming over? Do you need me to help you move?

They had not even started living together yet, but her new roommate was already so warmhearted and righteous. Too considerate. Wen Jin thought she could not take advantage of someone else either, so she asked tactfully: Would it trouble you?

Then she sent her location. I’m at the entrance of Dormitory Building Three. If it’s convenient, after we finish moving, I’ll treat you to a meal.

The other party replied: Sure.

Wen Jin lowered her eyelids, closed her eyes to rest, and waited in place for a while. Suddenly, the light dimmed. Someone stood beneath the shade of the tree on her right, leaves dappling the light and shadows slanting across the ground.

The shadow behind the person stretched out, slender, long, soft, and delicate.

Wen Jin turned her head and met the newcomer’s eyes. For a moment, she did not know whether to put her smile on her face or in her nostrils.

Ruan Tingzhi had just finished showering. Her hair was damp with moisture, fluffy and loose over her shoulders. She wore a refreshing goose-yellow dress. Her black hair fell down, held back by a hairband in the same color, revealing her full, rounded ears. Under the sunlight, her exposed skin glowed with a silvery white.

A dry yellow leaf had fallen onto Wen Jin’s shoulder. Ruan Tingzhi walked closer. It was not Wen Jin’s imagination—Ruan Tingzhi clearly saw Wen Jin retreating from her like she was filth.

Ruan Tingzhi laughed softly. She stepped closer, rose onto her tiptoes, and gave Wen Jin no time to react. With two slender fingers, she brushed across Wen Jin’s cheek and smoothly plucked the dry leaf from her shoulder.

Wen Jin stared at the dry leaf between Ruan Tingzhi’s fingertips as if she were looking at the original owner’s body after being smashed to pieces.

Could it be that Ruan Tingzhi could not stand seeing a classmate’s clothing untidy, and could not even tolerate a single leaf on someone else’s body?

Too troublesome. So rigid and meddlesome. Others would not be grateful.

Wen Jin sighed. Then she glanced sideways at her. “Why are you here?”

Ruan Tingzhi threw the leaf into the trash can and did not feel in the slightest that her behavior just now had been inappropriate. Her gaze was clear and bright. She naturally took a step back, stood quietly at the side, and smiled politely at Wen Jin.

“So my new roommate is you? What a coincidence. Let’s get to know each other again. Ruan Tingzhi. Please take care of me from now on.”

Wen Jin: “…”