Ye Zhizhou had spent too much time in the lounge, and the staff couldn't help but worry as they rushed in to check on him. They noticed that his mental state seemed even more unstable than before he entered, so the staff's expression turned serious, and they reached for a communicator to call the school doctor.
"Wait," Ye Zhizhou quickly got up to stop them, slowing down the leaking mental energy. He looked a bit embarrassed and said, "My mental state is fine now. What happened earlier was because I checked my entrance exam results..."
The wandering mental energy in the room quickly stabilized at a rapid pace. The staff put down the communicator and looked at him in surprise, "Your mental energy... This level of control and recovery doesn't seem like an A-level talent."
"Well, I'd like to retest my qualifications," he pretended to hesitate and whispered, "My previous test results weren't actually A-level..." This was the truth; the original owner's initial mental energy level was only B, and reaching A-level had been a recent development.
Intentionally speaking ambiguously, Ye Zhizhou made the staff misunderstand and reassured him, saying, "It's possible for qualification test results to be lower than actual qualifications when you're not feeling well. Don't worry; keep your mental energy stable. After the last batch of students finishes testing, there will be a makeup test, and I'll arrange it for you."
"Thank you!" Ye Zhizhou happily shook her hand, acting obedient and clever. "You're really kind, sis!"
The staff, who was at an auntie level due to her age, was charmed by his smile and became even more gentle, taking the initiative to help him register his exam number and other basic information.
After seeing off the enthusiastic staff, Ye Zhizhou rubbed his stiff smile and sat back in the chair. He took out a family photo from his spatial ring and sighed. The original owner's family lived on a medium-sized satellite, three days' spaceship journey away from the Imperial Capital. Both parents were betas, and they had an omega brother with poor health. The reason the original owner had persistently pursued a major in mecha manufacturing despite having no talent was for his omega brother, Aldo.
Aldo was extraordinarily beautiful and had an S-level high mental energy, but his health was extremely fragile. His condition was so bad that the monthly suppressants he had to take would cause him to fall seriously ill.
When the original owner turned 18, the doctors gave Aldo a death sentence - three years at most. The family was devastated, but Aldo felt relief. He expressed his hope to be born as a normal beta in his next life, so he could fulfill his dream of piloting a mecha. The original owner cried bitterly and made a silent vow to personally create a mecha that Aldo, an omega, could pilot to fulfill his brother's wish.
Ye Zhizhou couldn't help but sigh again. The original owner had good intentions, but his thinking was flawed. What was the point of building a mecha? The real priority should be improving Aldo's health. Given three years, and with the original owner's complete lack of talent in mecha manufacturing, creating a mecha was an immensely challenging task. Even if he succeeded, could Aldo, with his fragile health, actually pilot it?
So, why bother learning mecha manufacturing? Studying genetic research was the right way to go! The ABO gender identification system clearly indicated flaws in human genetics. Especially the A and O types, pheromones and heat cycles were problematic!
Why were most alphas physically weak? How could alphas mark omegas? What was the basis for the mental energy connection between them? What was the genetic link between these two types?
His fingers itched, and the research curiosity he had suppressed for so long began to stir. Back when he was researching genetic modification fluid in the lab, which professor didn't praise him? Which project team didn't want him? Which senior or junior didn't want to work with him... In short, if it weren't for that damn car accident, his X2 genetic modification fluid would have been developed long ago! He could have supplied all the orphanages and welfare homes, making people both physically fit and unlocking their potential. That would have been fantastic!
A staff member came in with a number card and was once again astonished by the vibrant mental energy swirling around. "Your mental energy level is S now, right?"
He came back to reality, quickly shutting down the little mental theater in his mind where he reached the peak of life. He gathered his mental energy, and with a vague tone, he replied, "I think so. It seems to have upgraded recently, but I haven't had the time to test it specifically."
"Upgraded recently?" The staff member's expression changed instantly, and her attitude became even gentler. She said, "The makeup testing has started, and I've arranged you in the first batch. Please follow me."
"Thank you!" Ye Zhizhou quickly expressed his gratitude and followed her out.
[Physical Constitution: B, Mental Energy Level: Dual SS. Testing complete. Please release the device after confirming mental energy stability.]
After stepping out of the qualification testing device, Ye Zhizhou, with a shy smile, said to the surprised Professor Mal, "Um... thank you for your help. I wasn't feeling well during the previous test..."
"Your stability and control are both excellent..." Professor Mal reviewed his test results, feeling excited and relieved. "I'm glad we did the retest. You're a great talent, very suitable for the mecha manufacturing department. Congratulations on your enrollment."
"Thank you, Professor," Ye Zhizhou replied politely. After a pause, he continued, "Actually, I'd like to apply for a dual major in genetic research. Is that possible?"
Professor Mal, who was about to call a staff member to help with the registration process, froze and asked, "Did you say you want to apply for what?"
"Genetic research."
The hall fell silent, and the professors behind the long table looked at him with incredulous eyes.
Unlike the popular Mecha Department and Mecha Manufacturing Department, the Genetic Research major was extremely niche. The reason was its long study period, which was notoriously difficult to complete. While other students graduated in four years, Genetic Research students typically needed seven years or even longer. This seven-year program included three years of basic medical and biology studies, a year of hospital internship, and three years of fundamental genetic research knowledge. Even after completing these, students had to continue with one-on-one teaching internships with professors after leaving school. They were only considered truly graduated when their professors deemed them qualified. Most students who applied for Genetic Research dropped out within the first three years because they had to cram six years' worth of courses in that time.
Now, Ye Zhizhou was requesting to double major in the hellishly difficult Genetic Research and the challenging Mecha Manufacturing... It was a bold move, and the professors were flustered.
"Well, Panxi..." Professor Mal snapped back to reality, carefully re-examining Ye Zhizhou's records. After some contemplation, he said, "Our school typically admits students into the Genetic Research major through internal recruitment, and those admitted usually have some background knowledge in medicine or biology. In your case... The Mecha Manufacturing department is also an excellent choice. Would you like to reconsider the dual major?"
"I heard that there will be a supplementary entrance exam for the Genetic Research major after the school starts, and I would like to participate," Ye Zhizhou, who had checked the situation in advance using the All-Knowing system, made a direct request. Then, he lowered his gaze and spoke with a subdued tone, "To be honest, Professor, I applied for the Genetic Research major for the sake of my brother. He is an omega with very poor health, and I want to learn something that can help him... Professor, I'd like to give it a try. Please give me a chance."
Most importantly, the main antagonist, Professor Bell, who was the sworn enemy of Brenda, the master, was in the Genetic Research major. If someone dared to make the protagonist drop out, the protagonist could only drop out. He had to get to know this influential figure!
His eyes were too sincere, and the mental energy he emitted was full of earnest determination. Professor Mal was moved, sighed, and called a staff member, saying, "Give this student Panxi an entrance ticket for the supplementary exam in the Genetic Research major."
Ye Zhizhou was overjoyed at the news, quickly expressed his gratitude with a bow, and then happily left with the staff member.
After spending an hour processing the entrance ticket and enrollment procedures, he held the newly acquired dormitory key and made his way to Room 233 in Building B of the freshmen dormitory. The protagonist and the twins were from the Imperial Capital Star and had arrived early. At this time, they should be dining outside... Their absence from the dormitory was just perfect, as it would allow him to investigate the situation undisturbed.
Upon entering the dormitory, there was a living room, with two rooms on either side. The twins occupied the two rooms on the left, while he and the protagonist had the rooms on the right. He activated the scanning function of the system and carefully scanned the entire dormitory, but found nothing.
How could this be...? He frowned and sat on the sofa in the living room, rubbing his chin.
GAs began experiencing heat cycles once they turned sixteen, with one per season until the age of twenty, after which it occurred every month. The protagonist was currently eighteen years old, so he should have one heat cycle per season. The Royal Military Academy had a fixed four-month course each semester, during which students were not allowed to come and go as they pleased. It was impossible for the protagonist to come to school without carrying suppressants, but when he scanned the protagonist's luggage, he found nothing. Moreover, the original plot had mentioned that the protagonist was an orphan and very poor, with no storage devices like spatial rings. Suppressants also needed specialized equipment for storage and couldn't be carried around in pockets... Could it be that the plot information was already starting to fall apart here?
[Please trust the system, Host.]
He tapped the small mirror to turn off the screen and continued to ponder. Assuming the plot information was indeed accurate, why hadn't the protagonist brought suppressants? The new student training was starting tomorrow, and there was only half a day of rest after the training before formal classes began the next day... Did the protagonist plan to go out and buy them during that half-day break after the training? But buying suppressants required real-name registration, and in the original plot, it was mentioned that the protagonist anonymously purchased suppressants from the black market while working part-time outside... Wait! Part-time work outside? When he had just registered, the staff had mentioned that military academy students were not allowed to work part-time outside, right?
Afraid of having remembered wrong, he quickly retrieved the booklet the school had just issued from his space and turned to the section on regulations. He searched line by line, then stared in shock. It was real! Military academy students were not allowed to work part-time outside, except during winter and summer vacations!
So how did the protagonist manage to go to the mecha manufacturing factory to earn money every weekend? Military academy students had to register every time they entered or exited, and the data from their outside employment registration during their time in school would be synchronized with the school's system. It was simply impossible to secretly work part-time without the school knowing, unless they used a fake identity! Most importantly, there were various part-time positions available to students on campus, with a significant portion related to mecha manufacturing. Why did the protagonist go to work off-campus? For the money? But military academy students received a monthly allowance, so there shouldn't be an issue with living expenses.
As if he had pulled a thread from a tangled mess, Ye Zhizhou's brain began to work at lightning speed, unraveling the threads.
The sound of the door lock opening suddenly rang out. He looked up and saw two handsome young men who looked very similar entering one after the other, both wearing cheerful smiles. There was also a slightly helpless young man following behind them.
[Scan complete. Three individuals scanned. Gender: Male. In this world, gender is Alpha. Healthy bodies, no hidden illnesses. Applicable elixirs: None.]
The continuously active scanning function automatically scanned the three individuals who had just entered the room and dutifully displayed the results. Ye Zhizhou looked at the screen in front of him, trying hard to keep his surprise from showing on his face.
Three individuals, and in this world, their gender is Alpha! All three of them are Alpha? Wasn't the protagonist supposed to be a beta in this world and an omega in his writing?