Looking at the unconscious fear and unease on Doctor Hu Qingyu’s face, Yan Qiongyu in the treatment room wore a gentle smile and softly comforted her: “Aunt Hu, I was just asking casually.”
Hu Qingyu took a deep breath, frowned, and stared at him. “You still want to get in contact with people from ‘Utopia’?”
Her tone became a little hurried. “Actually, the way things are for you now isn’t bad at all. The worst days are already behind you. Since you were able to accept Miss Wang Luan of the Wang family, as long as you’re willing to manage things properly, with your abilities you’ll live very well. The Wang family will also protect you, and what happened with Yan Mu will never happen to you again…”
Yan Qiongyu listened quietly as she spoke. The smile was still on his face, but his gaze was calm and cold, until Hu Qingyu slowly stopped speaking under his eyes.
The air fell into silence for a moment. The only sound was Yan Qiongyu curling his fingers and lightly tapping on the glass.
“I’ve been curious about ‘Utopia’ since I was little, and isn’t my mother there as well? Sooner or later I’m going to visit her,” Yan Qiongyu said softly.
“I’m really looking forward to meeting her in ‘Utopia.’”
“Aunt Hu, don’t worry. If you’re afraid and don’t want to have any more contact with them, I won’t force you. I believe that on this Imperial Capital Star, there are still other omegas from ‘Utopia,’ right?”
Hu Qingyu avoided the frightening gaze of this child.
She left in a hurry, but Yan Qiongyu knew that she would help him deliver that set of materials to Weier Ting.
“Utopia” is the utopia of omegas, and also the greatest secret in the hearts of some omegas. It is a “tumor” that the Empire has sent people to investigate and eradicate, yet has always continued to exist.
It is said that this organization was founded by Yan Mu, a criminal who killed someone and fled more than ten years ago. Just like Yan Mu herself, it has been repeatedly battered and suppressed, yet has stubbornly endured, and people from Utopia have even infiltrated Imperial Capital Star.
Doctor Hu Qingyu did not know that, aside from her, Yan Qiongyu had already encountered another omega connected to “Utopia” several years earlier—one of the teachers at the omega academy.
His understanding of Utopia ran deeper than Hu Qingyu imagined.
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After the treatment ended, Yan Qiongyu was sent to Wang Luan’s side.
The two of them were now truly bound together. Yan Qiongyu no longer even needed to go to school. The head of the Wang family had only one thought in mind—that they would get along harmoniously, and that through marking behavior, Wang Luan’s mental power could continue to upgrade.
After being tested and found to have A-level mental power, Wang Luan was given a new residence within the Wang family. It was a courtyard composed of several buildings, much larger than the small building she had lived in before. There was even an entire team of doctors living in the auxiliary building, ready at any time to examine their bodies.
This was the treatment befitting an heir of the Wang family.
With the upgrade in treatment, Wang Luan was not happy. She slumped dejectedly on the sofa in the new building, watching the servants come and go, like an outsider.
Yan Qiongyu, on the other hand, looked over the building and discovered that Wang Luan’s studio had been moved over exactly as it was, only much larger in space and equipped with a tight security system. He had an idea.
“Miss Wang Luan, I’d like to discuss something with you,” Yan Qiongyu found Wang Luan on the sofa and made an invitation. “Shall we go somewhere else to talk?”
People were moving around nearby. Wang Luan did not move at all, only looking at him with her eyes, expressing the questions of “Where to?” and “For what?”
Yan Qiongyu saw what she meant and said, “How about your studio? Miss Wang Luan likes staying in the studio very much, doesn’t she? Why not go take a look and see whether any of your materials or works are missing?”
Wang Luan still did not move. Her dispirited appearance made it hard for anyone to do anything.
Yan Qiongyu thought of the fact that she was still in her sensitive period and reached out to grab her wrist.
He clearly saw that with his movement, a patch of goosebumps rose on Wang Luan’s arm, but she did not spring up in an overreactive response like before. She only slowly wrinkled her nose and looked at him, wearing an expression as if lice were crawling all over her body, yet she did not struggle.
Yan Qiongyu maintained a gentle smile, exerted strength with his hand, and forcibly dragged this pessimistic mushroom in her sensitive period to her feet. A group of male and female servants watched as the two of them tugged at each other and entered the studio.
Wang Luan was pushed into the studio. Moving sluggishly, she covered her arm, found a chair, and sat down.
Yan Qiongyu, meanwhile, stood in front of her and asked directly, “Your studio is big enough, how about dividing off a section for me?”
He wanted to set up a simple laboratory here. Previously, he had always been under surveillance; even if the monitoring was not strict, he never had the opportunity to have his own laboratory.
But now, he was well aware that he and Wang Luan had already gained the Wang family’s attention. Going forward, that kind of surveillance would no longer exist, and he had to seize this period of time to conduct the experiments he wanted to do.
He could no longer rely on Hu Qingyu to do those things for him—after all, there were some data he did not want Doctor Hu Qingyu to see.
Wang Luan: “Alright.”
With not a shred of motivation, Wang Luan agreed in one breath, too lazy to say another word.
Yan Qiongyu had guessed that she would agree, but with her current negative state—needing to be pushed for every step—communication was somewhat difficult.
Staring at Wang Luan for a while, Yan Qiongyu suddenly leaned closer. Wang Luan only felt something slip around her wrist, then a cool sensation on her forehead, and the tip of her nose caught the scent of Yan Qiongyu’s pheromones.
Since that marking, the scents on both of them had undergone some changes. At first, Yan Qiongyu’s pheromones had no scent at all, but as time passed, a faint fragrance reappeared. Meanwhile, the strong pheromone scent belonging to Yan Qiongyu on Wang Luan’s body was also gradually becoming lighter.
All of a sudden, that subtly altered pheromone scent once again flooded her senses. Wang Luan froze for a moment, then slowly straightened up. She sat up from the chair, her expression shifting from dejection to seriousness and focus.
Yan Qiongyu observed her reaction and heard her suddenly say, “No problem carving out a place for you. Where do you want it? Let’s start organizing right away!”
“Life is short, time is precious—we shouldn’t waste any more time. Let’s take action!”
Yan Qiongyu: “…………”
Yan Qiongyu smiled. “Alright.”
He chose a private basement. The space was not large, but for him it was already sufficient. He did not plan to use it long-term; this laboratory had to be simple, and it also had to be something that could be dismantled quickly.
Hearing his requirements, Wang Luan waved her hand. “Just install an explosive. If there’s a problem, blow it up directly—nothing will be left behind, no need to dismantle anything!”
Yan Qiongyu: “………… You’re right.”
This studio of his, in his imagination, should originally have been arranged by himself. But Wang Luan, in a state of excitement after absorbing pheromones, was exceptionally eager to help and took the initiative to assist him with organizing.
She even looked at the white walls and said to him, “This is too monotonous, it needs a bit of decoration!”
Yan Qiongyu was thinking about what other equipment and samples he still needed. Hearing this, he responded perfunctorily, “If Miss Wang Luan is willing, feel free to use your creativity. Many thanks.”
And then Wang Luan personally began painting on the walls of his laboratory. By the time Yan Qiongyu came back to his senses, he found the wall covered in bright red.
Wang Luan had painted a red flag on the wall, with five golden-yellow stars on it.
What kind of pattern was this? Yan Qiongyu thought, and then looked toward the large red characters Wang Luan was writing beneath the red flag.
There were a total of twenty-four characters. After Wang Luan finished writing the last two characters, “friendliness,” she stepped back and examined her work.
Yan Qiongyu’s gaze moved downward from “Prosperity, Democracy, Civility, Harmony.” The more he looked, the stranger his expression became, and he glanced again at Wang Luan’s satisfied look.
Words like “Freedom, Equality, Justice, Rule of Law” were like a joke within the Empire. Here, there had never been any freedom or equality.
Why would Wang Luan write these on the wall? And that red flag with five stars—Yan Qiongyu had never seen it before. He could not help but speculate whether this was the symbol of some mysterious organization behind Wang Luan.
Was she really being this blatant, not afraid of being discovered?
The clever Yan Qiongyu’s mind went back and forth over these questions, while Wang Luan, carrying her paint, had already moved to another wall and begun painting again.
She switched to blue paint, coated one wall in blue, then painted bright golden sunflowers, as well as a house with white walls and a red roof. The brushstrokes were childish, the style full of childlike charm. Placed inside a laboratory, it looked oddly out of place and did not quite match the words beside it, but Wang Luan herself seemed completely unaware of this.
At this moment, she looked brimming with confidence and full of energy.
Watching her write the eight large characters “Happy Learning, Healthy Growth” on this wall, Yan Qiongyu began to think about why her sensitive period was so different from that of other alphas.
“There are still two walls left unpainted. I’ll go get new paint!” Wang Luan said, her steps light as she walked out.
Yan Qiongyu went over and locked the laboratory door. He did not really want to see all four walls covered with strange things.
After arranging the simple, clean laboratory according to his own preferences, Yan Qiongyu walked out and discovered that Wang Luan had curled back up on a chair, with the used paint placed by her feet. She had returned to her negative state.
Yan Qiongyu walked over and removed the device that had previously been fastened to her wrist, importing the data to examine it. Her pheromone activity had remained elevated for about four hours, then slowly declined.
In other words, the effect of the pheromones she had inhaled on her state lasted four hours.
“Come, Miss Wang Luan, let’s check how much longer your sensitive period will last,” Yan Qiongyu said.
His laboratory was initially set up, just in time to first give her an examination.
Based on the data analysis, her sensitive period should still last about a week, slightly longer than that of most alphas.
During this time, alphas in their sensitive period needed to rest more and were best off staying with their omega. However, with her rise in status, Wang Luan suddenly had many matters to attend to.
Having just settled into the new residence, the very next day the Imperial Omega Protection Association sent a notice, requiring Wang Luan to go to the Omega Protection Association.
