Starry Rebirth: The Warden and the Outlaw’s Interstellar Revenge | Chapter 59 | A Sinister Bargain | Novela.app

Hearing the "System's" voice in his mind once more, Hill was overjoyed. He cast aside his previous resentment toward the useless thing, pinning all his hopes on it at this moment. He wanted to surpass Feng Zhixi! He wanted to grind that man into the mud! He wanted to ensure that man could never rise again! Lowering his head, Hill carefully concealed his venomous gaze. Filled with greed and malice, he frantically made demands of the System in his mind. Faced with its host’s greedy and evil delusions, the rebooted System remained unhurried, mechanical, and dull. It seemed entirely oblivious to the fact that its host was becoming increasingly paranoid and crazed—or perhaps, it *wanted* him to be that way. In its consistent, cold, and rigid mechanical voice, the System informed Hill that his current mission points were insufficient to exchange for higher-level rewards. In other words, the current Hill was not yet qualified to be Feng Zhixi’s opponent. At this stage, Hill needed to continue utilizing his charm to hook various high-level Alphas. Specifically, he was told not to waste energy on mid-level Alphas like Luther; Ji Yeran, a top-tier Alpha, was the host’s core mission! How could Hill endure such a judgment? Was the System merely using him as a pretty vase? Sensing the disdain hidden beneath the System’s matter-of-fact tone, Hill gritted his teeth. But the System was wrong. He wasn't a brainless, stupid Omega. During his time coexisting with the System, Hill had vaguely sensed that it was intentionally hiding things from him. For instance— *If I want to exchange for high-tier rewards in advance, what price must I pay?* Hill asked coldly in his mind. *You want to get rid of Feng Zhixi too, don't you?* Hill asked, half-luring and half-probing. He was realizing more and more that this System, which had mysteriously bound itself to him, had come with its own agenda. What exactly was the System’s goal? While pondering, Hill lifted his head and stole a glance at Feng Zhixi in the distance. He asked silently, *Your target is Feng Zhixi, isn't it? Then our goals are aligned. You help me, and I’ll help you eliminate him!* Even without the System’s help, Hill was a natural seducer. He was exceptionally skilled at using his talents to bewitch others. As long as he put his mind to it, no one could resist his allure—not even a non-human "System." *In the endless galaxies of the Federation, you found me. This is the choice of destiny.* Hill’s words were like a charming snake, graceful and enchanting, yet carrying lethal fangs. *As long as you help me, I will help you get rid of him!* He would wipe Feng Zhixi from the face of the earth! Hill’s words were like a poisoned apple, sweet and inviting. The System fell silent. This rigid entity experienced a brief, subtle hesitation. A long while later, it spoke again, stating that the host could draw rewards in advance, but there were conditions... Faced with the harsh, even cruel conditions the System proposed, Hill didn't even blink. He agreed without hesitation. "Fine!" *Ding!* As Hill signed a new "contract" with the System, a brand-new set of "rewards" appeared in his mind. They were incredibly bountiful! He was going to win! Satisfied, Hill let out a smile. He didn't notice—or rather, he had no way of knowing—that his pheromones were becoming increasingly cloying and seductive at that moment. They were like a piece of fruit rotting in a swamp, emitting a sickly sweet aroma of overripe decay. However, thanks to the military doctor’s potent sedative, even though Hill’s pheromones were undergoing a radical transformation, the fluctuating scents remained unable to break through the blockade of the powerful drug. The doctor had proven her promise to Captain Xu with her skills. Just as she had guaranteed, Hill’s pheromones would remain as stable as stagnant water for a month, without a single ripple. It was precisely because of this powerful suppression that Feng Zhixi and Ji Yeran didn't have to face a sudden "gas bomb" of pheromones. One could say the swift and decisive freckled doctor had performed a great service. At this moment, Warden Ji, unaware that he had escaped a disaster, was diligently performing his duties as a "prison guard." He stood firmly in front of Feng Zhixi, preventing the excited Alpha before them from recklessly lunging at his delicate charge. Meanwhile, a certain Omega, possessing zero sense of crisis, was actually tugging at his arm to strike up a conversation with the man?! The suddenly "sour" Warden was fuming. After cycling through his memories like a lantern show, Feng Zhixi confirmed that he didn't know the man in front of him. He looked at the stranger with a mix of confusion and curiosity. "You know me?" Cooled down by the Warden’s ice-cold gaze, Luther finally snapped out of it. Facing the Chief’s puzzled eyes, he cleared his throat awkwardly, finally realizing his behavior had been a bit out of line. Regaining his composure, Luther took two steps back sheepishly. He wiped his face to hide his embarrassing expression, attempting to reclaim his maturity and stability as the Head of the Mecha Department. He replied respectfully, "Chief, you might not recognize me, but do you remember Li Dekai?" Li Dekai? Feng Zhixi was stunned. He never expected the man to suddenly mention that name—a man whose name was written as "Model of Morality" but who was actually a filthy, wretched scumbag. Feng Zhixi had certainly not forgotten him. Li Dekai was the disgusting degenerate who, in his past life, had stood in court wearing a mask of hypocrisy and pity to splash a bucket of filth over him. The man had even seemed a bit regretful when Feng Zhixi was stripped of his citizenship and exiled to the Death Star. Now, with his memories stirred by Luther, Feng Zhixi recalled Li Dekai. In court, he had seen a kind of greed in the man’s eyes—a nauseating desire, like a jackal wanting to devour him whole. *** In his previous life, Li Dekai had been specifically invited by Hill. With his salt-and-pepper hair and a face full of weathered experience, the Alpha had stood in court, recounting the various "persecutions" Feng Zhixi had inflicted upon him and the "filth" hidden beneath Feng Zhixi’s reputation as a genius. Ultimately, Professor Li Dekai, who had supposedly carried years of injustice, was exonerated. Upon returning to the Lanli Research Institute, he even rose to the high position of Administrative Dean. His only regret was that because the Feng Zhixi case had garnered too much attention, the now-powerful Dean Li couldn't pull strings to secretly keep the Omega for himself. No one knew better than Li Dekai just how brilliant and stunning this young Omega was. Naturally, Dean Li believed the Omega would taste just as wonderful as his talent. What a waste. Upon hearing that Feng Zhixi had been exiled to the Death Star, Dean Li had sighed with regret, feeling that Marshal Ji’s decision was a waste of God's gifts. Feng Zhixi was far more "flavorful" than a soft, mushy Omega like Hill. What a pity! *** Hearing Li Dekai’s name again, Feng Zhixi dithered for a moment. Why would this man suddenly bring up that academic fraud? Just then, a thought flashed through his mind, and he finally realized who this mysteriously excited Alpha was. The unlucky guy who got screwed over by Li Dekai? Feng Zhixi thought, not entirely certain. Back then, as a young teenager, he had been an incredibly arrogant and cocky kid. The young Feng Zhixi had mercilessly exposed Li Dekai’s academic fraud but hadn't paid any attention to the victim whose reputation was restored because of him—Luther. So, Luther was the victim who had been framed by Li Dekai back then? Seeing that Feng Zhixi finally remembered, Luther broke into a joyful expression, his eyes filled with the admiration of a little fanboy. It could be said that the Feng Zhixi of that year had saved his life. Luther’s gaze was so intense that Ji Yeran unhappily shifted his body, once again shielding the "delicate" person behind him completely. By now, Captain Xu, who had been watching the drama for a while, finally understood the situation. He rubbed his chin, his focus landing on one key point: Feng Zhixi was the Chief of the Lanli Research Institute? *The* legendary Chief? The observant Captain Xu peeked at Feng Zhixi behind Ji Yeran, thinking his luck seemed quite good~ Like Captain Xu, another person had also noticed the crucial information Luther revealed. The Chief... of the Lanli Research Institute? Ji Wei spared a subtle glance at Feng Zhixi, engraving the Omega’s appearance deep into his mind. Ji Wei, who arrogantly believed he was the next leader of the Ji family, knew very well that to successfully take the throne, he had to kick away the stumbling block that was Ji Yeran. Clearly, he now saw the utility value in Feng Zhixi. This Omega was the Chief of Lanli! Unlike Hill, who had talent but was currently an unknown "little cutie," if he could win over Feng Zhixi, it would be equivalent to having a voice in the Federation’s highest research institute. This would become one of his bargaining chips for rising to power! Especially since this Omega was someone Ji Yeran cared about. Ji Wei looked at Ji Yeran with a mix of mockery and sarcasm. In his eyes, there was no Omega he couldn't get, and Feng Zhixi was no exception. After all, it seemed like nothing had happened between Ji Yeran and this little Omega yet? However, in Ji Wei’s eyes, the person he had marked as his prey was merely a tool to be used. As a traditional Alpha, Ji Wei believed Omegas should be soft and mushy like Hill. A strong Omega like Feng Zhixi wasn't likable at all; such a person could only provide the thrill of conquest, but was far less "cute" than a "simple and sweet" Omega like Hill. Already fantasizing about a future with beauties on both arms, Ji Wei met Feng Zhixi’s gaze. His "Alpha chauvinism" flared up, and he curled the corner of his mouth into a smirk. Ji Wei confidently flashed Feng Zhixi the kind of "mature man's" provocative smile that he thought was invincible. However, the Alpha, who was still sporting an afro-like explosion of hair, had no idea how much "damage" his "wicked charm" was actually doing. Feng Zhixi: "..." The delicate young master was thoroughly disgusted. Feeling nauseous from the "greasiness," the Omega unhappily tugged at Ji Yeran. Ji Yeran: "???" Seeing Feng Zhixi’s frowning, pained expression, the bewildered Warden followed the tugging motion and obediently shifted his angle. Having skillfully positioned the "Ji Yeran Shield" to block the critical hit from the greasy man, Feng Zhixi breathed a long sigh of relief. The disgusting, oily gaze was blocked. Perfect~ Ji Wei, with a face full of "grease" and nowhere to direct it: "..." ***