The person Yan Qiongyu was waiting for was Weier Ting.
The Weier family was different from several other great families. Their entire clan and power base were entrenched in the A3 star system, and they rarely came to the Imperial Capital Star. The Empire’s largest pharmaceutical manufacturer and the most renowned research institute were both under the Weier family’s banner.
Weier Ting arrived at the Imperial Capital Star in a low-profile manner. As soon as his starship landed, quite a few people received the news, and the Weier family’s mansion in the Imperial Capital welcomed its master.
A figure who had long been distant from the upper circles of aristocratic society had returned without any prior warning—this was undoubtedly eye-catching.
Some people tentatively sent invitations and requests for visits to the Weier family’s mansion, all of which were politely declined one by one by the Weier family’s butler.
Having just returned to the Imperial Capital Star, Weier Ting ignored all invitations. He had gone through a week of interstellar jumps to travel from the A3 star system to the Imperial Capital Star sector, and after resting and recuperating, he impatiently sought out the Wang family.
The major aristocratic families all had frictions among themselves, but generally maintained good relations with the Weier family. Thus, Weier Ting was courteously welcomed into the Wang residence and personally received by the Wang family’s butler.
It was not that the Wang family head was unwilling to meet him in person, but rather that he had recently been so excited by good news that his genetic collapse syndrome had flared up, and he was currently lying down to rest. All matters were handed over to his trusted aides, and ordinary affairs would not even reach his ears.
Weier Ting’s purpose on this trip was very clear—he had come for Wang Luan and Yan Qiongyu.
This batch of mental power enhancement samples happened to be related to a project he had been researching in recent years, and he had been stuck in a bottleneck for a long time. He had come in search of a possible breakthrough.
When the Wang family head received the communication from the Wang butler, he was enduring a headache. He narrowed his eyes and finished reading Weier Ting’s request.
Weier Ting requested to personally collect data from the mental power enhancement samples, to conduct some small experiments without harming the test subjects. In exchange, he would provide for free the new type of mental power agents he had developed over the past few years.
“Hmph, the Weier family—still so naïve at such an old age.” The Wang family head was not satisfied with the so-called new mental power agents. These aristocrats all knew very well that the mental power agents Weier Ting had researched for several years did not have much effect.
However, since this person had delivered himself to their doorstep, the Wang family head naturally would not refuse such a treasure trove. One had to know that the research in Weier Ting’s hands was not limited to mental power enhancement.
The Wang butler soon received instructions: the Wang family head welcomed Weier Ting to stay at the Wang residence. However, if he wanted to conduct close-range research on their Wang family’s young lady, he could only temporarily join her medical team and participate in research on her body-strengthening gene agents.
In other words, if he wanted to treat her as a sample for research, that was acceptable—but first, he had to help improve her body level.
Recently, the top physicians and pharmacists cultivated by the Wang family had all been summoned to the Wang family’s main residence. First, to treat the Wang family head’s recurring genetic collapse condition, and second, for the purpose of improving the body level of the eldest young lady, Wang Luan.
The levels commonly spoken of referred to both body and mental power levels. Basically, almost everyone’s mental power strength and physical strength were the same, but there were exceptions.
Mental power levels were extremely difficult to improve, and were usually determined by innate factors.
However, body levels could be enhanced through various genetic agents acquired after birth.
Genetic agents were expensive to produce and required top-tier physicians to conduct targeted research and formulation. As a result, only great nobles and extremely wealthy individuals could afford to spend so lavishly.
For example, Wang Luan—when her mental power level was low, and she had not obtained the status of heir, she had not even received a single dose of a genetic agent.
The genetic agents to improve physical fitness that heirs of other families could obtain when they were just a few years old—she could finally enjoy them now.
But this kind of treatment, like the newly changed large house, the newly replaced high-quality personal butler, and the various new mansions and luxury vehicles under her name, were all things Wang Luan did not particularly care about.
Because the Wang family head’s genetic collapse syndrome had flared up and he had no time to discipline her, she enjoyed a period of leisure, and even had time to teach Yan Qiongyu the Huaxia language. But starting from the day Weier Ting arrived, her good days came to an end once again.
The busy Wang butler personally came to inform her that a top-tier doctor of distinguished status would come to help condition her body. In the days ahead, not only would she have to cooperate with this Doctor Weier in taking medicine and cooperating with him on some harmless experiments, she would also have to cooperate with the professional training team arranged by the Wang family to exercise every day.
“The family head holds very high expectations for Miss Luan. This year, Miss Luan does not need to attend school, but in the next academic year, the family head hopes that Miss Luan can enter Thorn Military Academy or Beidou Star Academy. Compared to heirs of other families, Miss Luan has already missed several years of time. From now on, she should work even harder to improve herself, and not disappoint the family head’s heartfelt intentions of care and cultivation……”
Listening to the Wang butler’s habitual brainwashing, Wang Luan felt that he was just like an NPC that handed out quests. Every time there was some task, it was always him who came to notify her, and the moment she saw him, she knew her good days were over.
After the Wang butler left, Wang Luan first ordered a cup of otherworld-version milk tea and took a big gulp to calm her nerves. Ever since Yan Qiongyu had tinkered up two kinds of hometown beverages, these two drinks had become regular staples.
Holding the milk tea, she returned to her studio, preparing to continue the hovercar modification work that had been interrupted. As she turned her head, she saw Yan Qiongyu rubbing his forehead as he emerged from his underground laboratory.
He seemed to have just finished an experiment, his brain thinking at high speed. Too lazy to spend extra energy on disguising himself, the false gentle smile on his face was gone, and he looked particularly cold and hard to approach.
It took him a moment to notice Wang Luan sitting behind the messy workbench, gulping down milk tea, no idea how long she had been watching him.
Yan Qiongyu instantly switched from expressionless to gentle housewife mode, walked over, braced his hands on the table, and asked, “Miss Wang Luan, what’s wrong?”
“The Wang butler came to see me just now. There’s more trouble again.” Sitting on the chair, Wang Luan hugged her legs and complained. “They found a researcher who wants to do little white mouse experiments on me, and they want me to self-manage my training too—aim to catch up with the Hei family and surpass the Li family, and ideally muddle through to first place in military academy next year. Are they dreaming? How did the Wang family head get this inflated?”
She took another big sip of milk tea. Seeing those beautiful eyes of Yan Qiongyu flicker, a fox-like smile of someone who had gotten meat appeared on his face, and a flash of insight struck her mind all at once.
“…That distinguished researcher guest—is he the person you’ve been waiting for?”
The subtle change in Yan Qiongyu’s expression lasted only an instant. He felt he hadn’t revealed much emotion, but Wang Luan blinked and reacted immediately, even associating it with something he had casually said a few days earlier.
He looked deeply at Wang Luan, did not say whether it was so or not, and only said, “Miss Wang Luan is sometimes exceptionally perceptive.”
It wasn’t that Wang Luan wanted to be—her internal Yan Qiongyu antenna had simply received the signal automatically.
Even while sighing and complaining, Wang Luan still had no choice but to give up her handcrafted pursuits under the urging of her personal butler, and head to another venue to undergo the researcher’s medication observation, as well as the sparring team’s physical beatings.
She met that Doctor Weier—black hair, and a pair of rare violet eyes, a handsome middle-aged uncle.
Having already been tested by the top-tier beauty Yan Qiongyu, Wang Luan was now able to face these beautiful shells with a dead calm heart. Especially since this uncle immediately put her through a series of tests and examinations—through his eyes, Wang Luan felt she was not a person at all.
In a daze, she truly felt like she had turned into a little white mouse tied to an operating table.
This Doctor Weier stood beside her, flipping through her mental power test report. His gaze was somewhat frightening, and he even muttered to himself as if no one else were around, “If only I could open the brain and take a look…”
Wang Luan instantly sat up and headed out.
Seeing her about to leave, Doctor Weier was surprised. “What’s wrong? The examination isn’t finished yet.”
Wang Luan looked at him with indescribable feelings. “If I don’t leave now, my skull’s about to be opened.”
Doctor Weier laughed, the smile creasing into two lines of age-charming wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. “Rest assured, without permission I wouldn’t do that privately.”
“Next, let’s test your physical data.” Doctor Weier naturally had her undress, and even specifically instructed her to undress completely.
Wang Luan: “?” She felt suffocated again and turned to leave.
Doctor Weier once again failed to keep up with her thinking and asked strangely, “What’s wrong? The test isn’t complete yet.”
Wang Luan hugged her arms and crossed a huge X in front of her chest, staying far away from this Doctor Weier.
It took Doctor Weier a long moment to react. In disbelief, he said, “We’re all alphas, what’s the problem?”
In this world, there was no distinction between male and female, only between AO.
Under Wang Luan’s silent refusal, the testing was still completed, but by another, more troublesome method. During the arduous communication process with Doctor Weier, Wang Luan unexpectedly began to miss Yan Qiongyu.
Only in comparison did she realize how smooth and simple communication with Yan Qiongyu had been—because Yan Qiongyu was smart, emotionally intelligent, and wouldn’t think about opening her brain.
After it was over, Wang Luan returned to her residence, dragged a lounge chair to block the door of Yan Qiongyu’s laboratory. The moment Yan Qiongyu pushed the door open, he ran straight into her lounge chair.
He put on a show of surprise, pretentiously bracing himself against the side of the lounge chair, studying her haggard face, and asked with concern, “Miss Wang Luan, is it very hard? How did you get so tired?”
If not for the smile in his eyes being far too undisguised, Wang Luan might have believed that he was genuinely worried.
Wang Luan glanced at him. “Tomorrow you’re coming with me to see Doctor Weier. You deal with him.”
Yan Qiongyu: “How am I supposed to deal with him? I’m just a weak and delicate omega.”
Wang Luan didn’t care and repeated, “Aren’t you waiting for him? You’re coming with me.”
Yan Qiongyu: “But what can I do? The timing isn’t right yet.”
As he spoke, he drifted away past the rocking chair.
Wang Luan climbed up and followed after him, repeating like a broken record, “Come with me.”
During meals, Wang Luan repeated it into his ear.
When sleeping, Wang Luan repeated it into his ear.
That voice was faint and eerie, like a vengeful female ghost from a horror movie demanding a life in the silence of the night.
Even with someone beside him, Yan Qiongyu couldn’t sleep. He had been pretending to sleep all along, but the voice was simply mental pollution.
He truly hadn’t planned to meet Weier Ting this early, but not only did Wang Luan chant into his ear all night, the next day she clung to him and refused to let go. In the end, she still dragged him along and shoved him over, step by step.
Having finally brought her “shield” along, Wang Luan felt a sense of security at last.
You both love doing research. You both love running experiments. Go hurt each other, hahaha!
