Earlier in his dorm, while sketching modification blueprints, he had already been torn. He had found a way to challenge He Haoming’s mech, but further modifications would inevitably push the mech’s specs beyond his current rank.
However, Yun Xingze hadn’t told anyone that he possessed the rare talent to pilot a mech beyond his psychic level.
Because he held this trump card, he had to take the risk with this modification.
Though piloting an over-spec mech was dangerous, if the mech couldn’t reach at least A-rank, it would pose no threat whatsoever against an S+-rank Storm mech.
Seeing Yun Xingze silent, Luo Wenchuan couldn’t bring himself to pressure him further. “Just gauge the modifications carefully. If you run into any difficulties, you can always come to me.”
Yun Xingze looked at him gratefully. “Senior Luo, you’re too kind.”
“At most, I can understand blueprints; I’m not great at modifications,” Luo Wenchuan admitted. “I can only offer equipment and financial support.”
Yun Xingze nodded firmly. “That’s more than enough for me.”
“One more thing.” Luo Wenchuan picked up his chopsticks, then set them down again, looking at Yun Xingze.
Meeting Luo Wenchuan’s sharp, handsome single-lidded gaze, Yun Xingze blinked in surprise. “What is it?”
“If Chi Yu bothers you again, you can tell me anytime,” Luo Wenchuan said.
Yun Xingze’s eyes widened briefly before he smiled. “You’re seriously the best boss I’ve ever met even helping with your employee’s personal relationship drama.”
This was way too heartwarming!
So, Luo Wenchuan wasn’t an Omega-phobe or an icy mountain just a considerate boss from the capital who occasionally had allergic reactions to Omega pheromones.
Yun Xingze turned and called to the noodle shop’s ordering robot, “Another bowl of Tonkotsu ramen for this handsome guy across from me!”
Seeing Yun Xingze in high spirits, Luo Wenchuan suppressed a laugh and said calmly, “Don’t order more. I can’t eat another bite.”
Yun Xingze insisted, “No way. One bowl isn’t enough to express my gratitude.”
As the two ate their noodles, they remained unaware that the incident involving Yun, Luo, and Chi outside the Alpha dormitory had already spread across the forums, sparking heated discussions among Starsea Military Academy’s students.
Someone secretly recorded a video showing Chi Yu trying to re-establish pheromone binding with Yun Xingze, while Luo Wenchuan appeared to embrace Yun Xingze from behind before punching Chi Yu.
The comments section had already exploded.
“Holy shit, is this a love triangle?!”
“So intense, so intense, how can it be this intense!”
“A battlefield without bloodshed doesn’t deserve to be called a battlefield!”
“Does Luo Wenchuan like Yun Xingze?”
“Definitely. Otherwise, why would he hire him as a mecha engineer and stand up for him?”
“Luo Wenchuan likes Yun Xingze?? Isn’t he supposed to be omega-phobic???”
“Wasn’t it rumored that Chi Yu initiated the annulment of his engagement with Yun Xingze and was involved with Su Zinan? Why is he trying to win Yun Xingze back now?”
“God, these tangled relationships—what on earth is happening?!”
“Simply put, two handsome Alphas are fighting over Yun Xingze!”
When Luo Wenchuan returned to the dorm, he saw Ke Lei dealing with forum posts again, grinning at the screen.
“What are you looking at?” Luo Wenchuan frowned slightly, feeling the video looked familiar.
“Ah, nothing!” Ke Lei reacted quickly, deleting the post. “Just handling a post violating portrait right.”
“You stared at it for so long before handling it?” Luo Wenchuan stared at him expressionlessly.
Ke Lei coughed twice, trying to change the subject. “By the way, what did Yun Xingze want with you today?”
“I left my clothes at his place last night,” Luo Wenchuan said casually, hanging his coat on the rack.
Ke Lei’s jaw dropped. The already dramatic and soap-opera-worthy plot in his mind now included a possible one-night stand.
Like the people in those posts, he desperately wanted to know what had happened!
Luo Wenchuan gripped the edge of his coat, recalling how startled Yun Xingze had looked when waking him last night, their noses nearly touching.
And today, Yun Xingze had bluntly told Chi Yu, “I don’t like you,” confirming they had long since severed their pheromone bond.
Just as the corners of his lips threatened to curl up, Chi Yu’s voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
Chi Yu had claimed that his and Yun Xingze’s pheromones were highly compatible that they were destined for each other.
Luo Wenchuan’s smile vanished instantly.
He frowned, puzzled.
If he wasn’t allergic to Yun Xingze’s pheromones, why weren’t they highly compatible?
They hadn’t even matched at all.
Generally, only extremely low compatibility would result in no match being detected.
Could it be that their pheromone compatibility was so low it was filtered out?
The thought left a shadow of frustration in Luo Wenchuan’s eyes.
Ke Lei wanted to ask about Luo Wenchuan’s feelings but hesitated. Unexpectedly, Luo Wenchuan turned and asked him first, “What do you think of the pheromone compatibility system?”
Ke Lei paused before answering, “Finding someone highly compatible is definitely lucky.”
Luo Wenchuan pressed his lips together.
Ke Lei seemed to realize something. Aas Luo Wenchuan jealous of Chi Yu and Yun Xingze’s high compatibility?
He quickly backtracked. “But! But when you meet someone you truly love, what does pheromone compatibility even matter?”
Ke Lei guessed that Luo Wenchuan and Yun Xingze must have low compatibility, hence the question.
Upon hearing this, Luo Wenchuan lowered his gaze slightly, his expression pensive.
“Da Chuan, you need to understand that love isn’t determined by pheromones,” Ke Lei continued. “Think about it, some couples get engaged because of high pheromone compatibility, only to break it off later, often ending quite unpleasantly. There are even Omegas telling Alphas things like ‘I never want to see you again.'”
He might as well have spelled out Yun Xingze and Chi Yu’s ID numbers.
Luo Wenchuan glanced at Ke Lei and chuckled lightly. “You know quite a lot, don’t you?”
At that moment, something in Luo Wenchuan’s eyes seemed to shift, becoming firm and resolute.
Ke Lei patted his chest proudly. “Love is like fine wine, it intoxicates everyone who tastes it. And me? I’m practically a master mixologist.”
“Then why are you still single?” Luo Wenchuan tossed back before grabbing a drink from the fridge and heading to his room.
Ke Lei froze momentarily before shouting in frustration, “Luo Wenchuan! Can’t you say anything normal?!”
After the incident with Chi Yu, Yun Xingze threw himself back into modifying his mecha.
He came up with countless modification plans before finally settling on one.
According to this plan, when the data of his modified Twin Star mecha was input into the simulation software, the projected win rate was 30.1%.
Just barely over thirty percent, but Lu Ranxu was already amazed, praising Yun Xingze as a genius.
Then, Yun Xingze suddenly sent another data package to Lu Ranxu. “Try this one.”
Lu Ranxu was puzzled but input the data into the software. When he saw the mecha’s attributes, he asked in confusion, “This mecha is A-grade. It’s not yours, is it? It looks so strange like a mix between a lightsaber mecha, a meteor mecha, and a storm mecha.”
“Not yet,” Yun Xingze replied calmly.
After processing the data, Lu Ranxu’s software projected a 56.32%-win rate for this mecha against He Haoming’s Storm mecha.
“Holy shit?!” Lu Ranxu exclaimed in shock. “An A-grade mecha has a 56% chance against an S+?!”
He turned to Yun Xingze. “Whose mecha is this, really?”
Yun Xingze smirked. “You’ll find out soon enough.”
Lu Ranxu was burning with curiosity, was Yun Xingze planning to modify his mecha like this? But judging by his schematics, it was clearly still the Twin Star mecha. Even if he modified it this way, the mecha’s grade would exceed Yun Xingze’s current psychic level, making it impossible for him to pilot.
Yun Xingze didn’t satisfy Lu Ranxu’s curiosity. Instead, he took the modification blueprints and headed to the workshop with Luo Wenchuan to officially upgrade the Twin Star mecha using Illusion Silver.
Two days later, the final round of the competition arrived as scheduled.
Yun Xingze completed his modifications the day before the match. Late at night, he went alone to the training field to test it and was stunned by the results.
Yun Xingze couldn’t help but smile.
While everyone around him doubted the outcome of this match, at this moment, Yun Xingze found himself eagerly anticipating it.
On the morning of the competition, Yun Xingze went to the backstage of Arena A and ran into He Haoming.
He Haoming was accompanied by Su Zinan, and the two were deep in conversation. When they spotted Yun Xingze, their expressions shifted noticeably.
Su Zinan didn’t speak, only staring intently at Yun Xingze.
He Haoming put down his bag, took a few steps forward to stand in front of Yun Xingze, and sneered, “Ready to surrender yet?”
Yun Xingze gave him a cold look. “To you? Sorry, not happening.”
He Haoming hadn’t expected Yun Xingze to still be talking big. He glared at him. “Yun Xingze, what you did to Su Su I’ll make sure you pay for it.”
In his heart, He Haoming was determined to get revenge for Su Zinan. After all, without Su Zinan, he wouldn’t have his current S+-ranked Storm Mecha.
How could someone like Yun Xingze possibly understand the struggles of students from the wasteland planets?!
Yun Xingze ignored him, walking straight past and casting a cold glance at Su Zinan, who stood nearby with a smug expression.
At that very moment.
Luo Wenchuan appeared in Arena B. His match was about to begin, and his opponent was S-ranked Aixili, a golden-haired Alpha girl piloting a Shadow Mecha. She was stunningly beautiful with an alluring figure.
“Sorry, but I need to finish this quickly,” Luo Wenchuan said the moment he saw Aixili. “Ten minutes.”
“What’s with the attitude?” Aixili twirled a strand of her hair and rolled her eyes. “I’m an S-rank too, you know. Ten minutes? Who do you think you’re looking down on?”
“My apologies,” Luo Wenchuan replied expressionlessly. “I have another match to watch in the next arena.”
Aixili blinked in surprise.
Then, as if suddenly realizing something, her eyes lit up, and she smirked. “Oh? Could it be you’re going to watch your ‘little mecha engineer’s’ match?”
She lingered on the words “little mecha engineer” with a teasing lilt.
Luo Wenchuan’s gaze snapped up to meet hers.
“Ah, I saw it on the forums. They said your clothes were left at your little mecha engineer’s place after a one-night stand, and when he returned them the next day, he ran into his ex-fiancé. The two of you got into a brawl, rolling around while some junior was shouting, ‘Stop fighting, you two!’…” Aixili recounted with sparkling eyes before clicking her tongue. “Even soap operas wouldn’t dare write something this dramatic!”
For once, Luo Wenchuan looked genuinely shocked and bewildered, as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. After a moment, he closed his eyes briefly, gritted his teeth, and said, “Eight minutes!”
