In the practical combat assessment, Song Jin and Li Xiao took first place with an absolute advantage, and coming in dead last, respectively, made them the focus of discussion for everyone in the class.
Military academy students particularly worshipped the strong; those with formidable strength were always more popular than those who were just good-looking. People like Song Jin and Li Xiao, who were both good-looking and had strength, were walking sweet pastries. Even passing instructors would swallow their saliva in envy, wishing they could snatch them into their own classes.

After class, even more people gathered around Li Xiao to strike up a conversation. Li Xiao was sensitive to pheromones and maintained his distance, not planning to have too much contact with these students.

In a corner of the rest area, Song Jin took his water cup from Qian Can, watching from a moderate distance.
Qian Can looked at the wave of people over there and teased, “Before, it was just omegas coveting his beauty who gathered around. Now look, even alphas are mesmerized.”
Song Jin lowered his voice: “Go and copy all the replays from this class, and hand them to me after dinner.”
Seeing his serious expression, Qian Can put away his playful mood and quietly agreed.

By the steps, Meng Tao’s chin was red and swollen. His originally handsome face had become somewhat comical because of it. Instructor Chen Xing specifically brought an ice pack for him to apply a cold compress.
Zheng Lin sat down next to him and said indifferently in Danse language: “In the First Military Academy, you were the most popular wherever you went. As soon as you arrive here, you’re forced to sit on the cold bench.”
Meng Tao’s tone was very poor: “Are you looking for a scolding?”
Zheng Lin sighed: “Sometimes, you just have to admit that others are more excellent than yourself.”
Meng Tao stood up abruptly and strode away.

Li Xiao noticed Meng Tao coming over and called out to him. “Your chin is swollen, are you okay?”
Li Xiao was a prince, after all. Meng Tao suppressed his temper, his tone very impatient: “If I weren’t okay, I’d be in the infirmary.”
“I’m really sorry about earlier. If I could have taken you with me to dodge, you wouldn’t have gotten hurt.” Li Xiao approached and lifted his chin to inspect it. “Fortunately, it didn’t hurt the bone. I have some special medicine; I’ll bring it over to you tonight.”

It would have been better if he hadn’t said anything. This reminder of the gap in their strength made Meng Tao feel terrible.
“No need.” Leaving behind a cold sentence, Meng Tao walked away angrily.

Da Bei was very dissatisfied with Meng Tao’s attitude: “This guy is so impolite. You care about him so much, and he throws a tantrum.”
Li Xiao: “No one would be happy getting smashed in the face. Forget it.”
Da Bei was somewhat helpless: “Your temper is too good; it’s easy to get bullied this way.”
Li Xiao: “Taking a loss is a blessing.”

Song Jin, who overheard the whole process: “…”
Bullshit, what kind of loss did you take?

Zheng Lin, who had followed right behind, thought he could watch a good show. Unexpectedly, his sowing of discord had no effect, making his heart even more displeased. Sooner or later, he would make Li Xiao look at him with new respect!

Walking out of the training hall, Li Xiao went through the origins of five generations of the Qi family in his head, his mind full of Qi Ge’s bizarre gaze.
The Bique tribe was a species from a small planet in the Nanming Constellation. Their population was small and closed off, almost unknown to outsiders. As a major noble family in the Imperial Capital, it was highly unlikely for the Qi family to intermarry with the Bique tribe; the status gap was too huge, it was like living in two different worlds.
Thinking of this, Li Xiao negated his own idea. If he himself had Bique tribe blood, then it probably wasn’t that strange if Qi Ge had it too.

“Been waiting for you for ages.”
Hearing Song Jin’s voice, Li Xiao snapped out of it and saw the other party leaning against the front of a car, a pair of eyes looking straight at him.
Li Xiao: “Why are you waiting for me?”
Song Jin: “To treat you to a meal.”
Li Xiao: “No need.”

Song Jin walked over and blocked the middle of the road: “Won’t forgive me?”
Li Xiao bypassed him, saying faintly: “I simply don’t want to eat with you.”
That meal at noon was so sweet it still made his throat tight.
Song Jin pulled at the corners of his mouth and smiled. “Speaking so unceremoniously to me? Where is your people-pleasing personality?”
Li Xiao: “It acts up intermittently.”
Song Jin: “…”
You really have an answer for everything.

Song Jin naturally wouldn’t let Li Xiao go. He chased after him, slung an arm around his shoulder, and led him toward the car, while simultaneously saying to Da Bei and Jiang Hao: “You guys go eat by yourselves, I’m taking him away.”

Watching Li Xiao being forcibly stuffed into the car by Song Jin, Da Bei was shocked. Is this a dinner invitation or a kidnapping?
“Who is this guy? Is he very close with Your High… Brother Xiao?”
Jiang Hao sighed with a serious face: “The friendship between masters, you wouldn’t understand.”
Da Bei: “…?”
Why is this kid acting so crazy?

When Li Xiao got out of the car, he saw it was indeed the familiar Dining Hall 16.
The two had vastly different tastes, so they ordered their own food.
Seeing a table full of red chili oil, Song Jin teased: “Weren’t you suffering from stomachaches due to being unacclimatized? Eating chili peppers is fine?”
Li Xiao said seriously: “It’s precisely because Holy Ya’s chili peppers aren’t spicy enough that my stomach hurts.”
Song Jin: “…”

Dining Hall 16’s flavors leaned towards sweet, so there were more omegas among the students who came here.
Li Xiao could feel the gazes shooting over from all directions like laser beams, as if trying to poke him and Song Jin full of holes.
Perhaps Song Jin’s nonsense at noon had worked; they only looked, but no one came over to disturb them.

Li Xiao: “I’m very curious, what exactly are you interested in about me?”
Song Jin skillfully tore open sugar packets, casually saying: “I like your face.”
Li Xiao: “But I’m not interested in alphas.”
Song Jin stirred his coffee and asked in return: “What does that have to do with me?”
Li Xiao: “I mean, there are many beautiful omegas in the military academy, you should go pay more attention to them.”
Song Jin nodded slowly: “But the face I like grew on your body.”
Li Xiao: “…”
This little golden lion is impervious to everything.

Li Xiao took a sip of coffee and pretended to ask casually: “Has anyone ever told you that you look like your Majesty?”
Song Jin raised his eyes to meet his gaze, eating candied sweet potatoes as if nothing had happened. Only after finishing did he speak unhurriedly: “You’re the first to say so.”
Li Xiao: “Is that so? I was wondering if you two might be relatives.”
Song Jin: “Maybe hundreds of years ago.”

Both were very composed, playing Tai Chi while eating.
After a meal, it ended in a draw again.

Returning to the dormitory, Song Jin stood at the door and looked at Li Xiao opposite him: “I see your interpersonal relationships aren’t very good. If you need any help, just say the word.”
Li Xiao tilted his head to look over: “You can help with anything?”
“Of course not,” Song Jin added leisurely. “But there aren’t many things I can’t help with.”
Li Xiao nodded: “I’ll consider it, thank you.”

Watching Song Jin open the door and go in, Li Xiao opened his own dormitory door.
This little golden lion was so shrewd; taking the initiative to offer help definitely wasn’t because he had a habit of enjoying helping others.
It was just tossing a stone to ask for directions, giving out a usurious loan. If he really needed the little golden lion’s help, he was afraid he’d have to pay a very heavy price.

As soon as Song Jin opened his door, he smelled a choking scent of chili peppers.
Qian Can and Qin Le were happily eating at the bar counter.
“Boss, you’re back so early?” Qian Can asked with a grin. “Didn’t go play a mock battle or something on the way?”
“What’s so fun about a mock battle?”

Song Jin saw the chili peppers on the table, remembered Li Xiao’s remark about getting a stomachache because it wasn’t spicy enough, casually pinched a bright red small pointed chili, and put it directly into his mouth to chew. He was so spicy he almost passed away on the spot.
Qian Can and Qin Le simply had no time to stop him. They watched helplessly as Song Jin’s face twisted into a mask of pain from the spice, and he rushed into the bathroom.

Qian Can threw down his bowl and chopsticks and chased after him: “Boss, are you okay?”
Song Jin: “Blech—”
Qian Can: “…”
Qin Le: “…”
That’s what you get for having itchy hands. That was insanely spicy.

After madly chugging three bottles of yogurt to suppress the spiciness, Song Jin took off his jacket, threw it on the sofa, and irritably loosened his tie: “Did you bring the replays?”
“Brought them.” Qian Can opened the storage device and projected all the files.

Layers of virtual screens occupied the mid-air of the entire small living room.
Song Jin first swiped to Qi Ge’s replay, playing it repeatedly.
Qian Can and Qin Le held their rice bowls and went over to watch.
“Is there a problem with this person?” Qin Le asked.
Song Jin: “Do you guys see any problems?”

They played it back and forth several times, but the three of them simply couldn’t see anything.
Song Jin cut the replay into eight close-up views, then displayed all the hidden launch ports.
At a certain moment, Song Jin pressed pause.
Qi Ge’s line of sight was unbiasedly looking straight at the launch port above.

“He can see them?” Qin Le stepped closer, enlarging the image. “His eyes are focused!”
They watched all the replays frame by frame and recorded seven such moments.
Qian Can: “Is he wearing cheating equipment?”
Qin Le’s face was serious: “Unlikely. The entrances and exits of the training hall have detectors. If he wore cheating equipment but wasn’t detected, then we are in danger.”

It was universally acknowledged that Holy Ya’s technology was ahead of Danse’s. If Danse’s smart devices could evade Holy Ya’s detection, it meant Danse wasn’t as backward as it appeared. Letting such a group of exchange students carrying advanced equipment stay in a crucial military area, the consequences could be imagined.
“It shouldn’t be equipment,” Song Jin said faintly.
Obviously, Li Xiao could see them too.
When Li Xiao discovered Qi Ge could see them, he was somewhat surprised. Thinking back on it now, the reason Li Xiao casually glanced at it at the very beginning was probably because he didn’t know that others couldn’t see it.

Qian Can: “Boss, what else do you know?”
Song Jin: “Do you guys still remember the Bique tribe? Back then, the military’s investigation concluded that this race has eyesight different from ordinary people; they can perceive invisible smart devices.”
Qin Le looked at the screen: “But this person is clearly not just perceiving, but seeing.”
Qian Can was shocked: “So perverse, X-ray vision?”

Just then, Song Jin’s terminal vibrated. He casually swiped it open.
The black-clad beta’s holographic image appeared before them.
“We have a discovery.”
The black-clad beta projected a few information tracking reports into mid-air. “Among the tracked targets, three have sent anomalous messages.”

Song Jin flipped through these reports.
One showed that Li Xiao’s dormitory sent two messages to the Danse Imperial Capital yesterday and today, but the contents were all garbled code.
The second was a message sent from the dormitory next to Li Xiao’s last night. The recipient was on Nanming Planet N2533, and the content was also garbled code.
The third was a message sent from the omega dormitory at noon. The recipient was in the Danse Imperial Capital, content garbled.

Interestingly, the three pieces of garbled code corresponded to three different decryption methods.
The black-clad beta: “We tried to decrypt them, but failed. They must have created them themselves.”
Song Jin thought for a moment, moving the second report to the top: “Investigate this one first.”
The black-clad beta agreed: “Do we need to strengthen supervision over them?”
“No need,” Song Jin said expressionlessly. “Keep it unchanged for now.”
The black-clad beta’s eyebrows twitched, but he still respectfully agreed.

After the video call ended, Qin Le flipped through the reports, inevitably somewhat worried: “None of these people are pushovers. Do we really not need to strengthen supervision?”
Song Jin sat down to peel an orange: “If Danse wants to cause trouble, then give them the opportunity. If there’s no opportunity, we must help them create one. Otherwise, why do you think my brother let them into the military academy?”

Qin Le was in disbelief: “But that’s so dangerous.”
“How is it dangerous?” Song Jin pulled at the corners of his mouth and chuckled lightly. “The defense range has been narrowed down from the entire Holy Ya to just the military academy. We dictate the number of enemy troops, and their movement trajectories are under our supervision. What could be safer than this?”
Qin Le frowned: “If they are so disobedient, we can also temporarily hold off on establishing diplomatic relations with them.”
Song Jin: “The matter of the Super Omega isn’t over yet.”

Hearing “Super Omega,” Qin Le and Qian Can both changed their expressions simultaneously.
No matter who it was, hearing this term made it impossible to stay calm.
Over twenty years ago, the Holy Ya Empire almost fell into civil strife because of the Super Omega. The royal family expended a great deal of effort back then to quell the chaos caused by the Super Omega.

“To eradicate it from the root, we must come into contact with Danse.” Song Jin ate the orange, looking at Li Xiao on one of the screens. “Rather than sitting and waiting for death, it’s better to strike out proactively.”
Qin Le asked hesitantly: “What if they don’t cooperate?”
Song Jin said nonchalantly: “Then just blow them up. It’s not like we can’t beat them.”
Qin Le: “…”
Let’s still try to establish diplomatic relations first.

In the opposite dormitory, Da Bei secretly used his spare terminal to type a line of text and send it out.
[The Second Prince only hangs out with Meng Tao. I can’t persuade him otherwise. He is still very cold to the others.]

At the same time, in the Danse Royal Palace.
The special assistant looked at the incoming message, almost pulling out his few remaining hairs.
“Is it time? What did they say over there?” Li Ji looked at the documents, asking without raising his head.
The special assistant showed him the message with a bitter face.

Li Ji raised his eyes and glanced casually. The hand resting on the desk suddenly tightened, and he angrily threw the document out.
“He went to the enemy country and still isn’t behaving!”
The special assistant: “Please calm down, maybe he just hits it off with the Meng family’s kid?”

Li Ji slammed the table and stood up, cursing as he dug out a document from the pile of signed papers in front of him. Confirming it was Meng Zai’s transfer application, he directly tore it into pieces. Still not satisfied, he kicked it.
“Wants to transfer back to the Tianjiang Constellation? Let him eat farts!”
The special assistant’s eyelid twitched.

Meng Zai was Meng Tao’s father, holding the rank of Lieutenant General, currently stationed in the Nanming Constellation with his legion. Originally, he was supposed to follow Meng Jian to the Tianjiang Constellation.
Every time the admirals in charge changed terms, the military would undergo a massive personnel reshuffle; this was basically an unspoken rule. If His Majesty blocked Meng Zai’s transfer, it would probably arouse Meng Jian’s dissatisfaction.

The special assistant: “Your Majesty, please do not act on impulse.”
Li Ji picked up a teacup and threw it: “Scram!”
The special assistant quickly lifted his leg to dodge, sighing in his heart.
Continuing like this was no solution.

The next day at noon, Li Xiao ate lunch with Jiang Hao and Da Bei.
Da Bei thought of the reply he received last night, secretly glanced at Li Xiao a few times, and pretended to casually chat: “Hey, do you guys know Meng Tao’s father, Meng Zai?”
Jiang Hao shook his head: “Don’t know him.”
Da Bei: “…”
Li Xiao picked up the conversation: “I know him, a Lieutenant General with illustrious military exploits.”

Da Bei looked left and right, lowering his voice: “He was originally supposed to be transferred back to the Tianjiang Constellation, and barring any accidents, promoted to the military headquarters. But for some reason, His Majesty actually didn’t approve his application. He might have to sit on the cold bench in the Nanming Constellation for a few more years.”
“That miserable?” Li Xiao’s tone had no fluctuations.

Da Bei: “Yeah, so the Meng family actually isn’t—”
Before he could finish, he heard Li Xiao say: “Then tonight I have to invite Meng Tao for a meal to comfort him.”
Da Bei: “…………”

Jiang Hao hugged his rice bowl, looked at Da Bei’s expression, then looked at Li Xiao, understanding clearly in his heart.
Sure enough.
Whoever the boss praises gets unlucky.

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