Chapter 3 You Are an Alien

“What is the target called?”

[The identity setting is a mysterious behind-the-scenes big shot, so I don’t know the specific name. What can be confirmed is that his surname is Mu, he is disabled and uses a wheelchair, and his personality is ruthless. In the game setting, when you were young, you worked hard to get close to him and cling to his thigh.]

Bo Yu lightly raised an eyebrow, his narrow eyes lowered as he looked at the A4 paper, his gaze clear and faintly cold.

The A4 paper was completely unaware. [Because you are a poor orphan living under someone else’s roof, and he is a rich family’s young master, you forcibly cling to him with purpose, cling... cling to his thigh.]

Only after finally realizing something did the A4 paper weakly manifest a few lines of text. [This is that crazy game architect’s design, it has nothing to do with me. I’m on your side, absolutely! I swear!]

Bo Yu said nothing, silently folding it into a paper airplane and tossing it toward the smart trash can by the roadside.

The paper airplane flew out, then flew back on its own, following beside Bo Yu.

[Don’t be like that, are you angry?]

“No. I’m very purposefully looking for a rich young master who will treat me to breakfast and forcibly clinging to his thigh.”

[Ah, then hurry up. I want breakfast too.] The paper airplane said with great anticipation.

...

But how was he supposed to cling to a rich young master’s thigh?

Across from the school’s upscale Situlanya Restaurant, one person and one paper airplane sat side by side on a bench, tilting their heads at the same angle and falling into deep thought.

[Isn’t it just rush up, hug the thigh, and call him dad?]

Bo Yu glanced at the silly, sweet paper airplane. “Be good, I’ll handle this kind of thing that requires intelligence. You lock onto the target person first.”

“Oh oh, okay.” A few seconds after he spoke, the paper airplane suddenly shouted, [Ahhh, there he is, there he is!]

Bo Yu lifted his eyes and looked forward.

Amid the crowd, a young man sitting in a wheelchair was extremely conspicuous.

Although he was also wearing the school’s uniform, it was clearly custom-made. The uniform was open, and the buttons of the snow-white shirt underneath were casually undone by two. There was a bandage wrapped around his head, and a cast on his leg, but at a glance there was not the slightest weakness of a disabled person. His overly handsome face was cold as frost. His skin was snow-white, his eyes were dark, his brows sharp, and he had an unrestrained, fierce air that could not be suppressed. His aura was extremely noble.

While Bo Yu was observing him, the other party extremely keenly glanced in Bo Yu’s direction.

[I feel a chill straight through me!]

“So do I.”

It was just an utterly ordinary glance, and it was withdrawn just as casually, but the feeling that look gave people was truly unforgettable.

[So it’s him, disabled and ruthless, the behind-the-scenes big shot!]

“Cling to his thigh... green tea... kept in a fish pond...” Bo Yu shook his head and stood up to leave.

But the paper airplane wrapped itself around his wrist. [What are you trying to do? Breakfast!]

“I know about breakfast, but think about it, nutrient supplements are actually pretty good too...”

[You want to run away!]

“No.”

[You got scared!]

“How could I possibly be scared? But how do you cling to this kind of thigh? Didn’t you see that his leg is broken.”

[You are the male god of his prototype.]

“That game architect, I actually don’t know him.”

[Impossible, you definitely know him. He likes you super much, likes you to death, think again.]

“Oh, the people who like me super much are many, after all I’m very handsome.” His tone was calm and unruffled, without a trace of boasting.

The paper airplane stared at Bo Yu’s face for three whole minutes.

That face really was very good-looking. Even though it had no androgynous quality at all, it could even be said to be beautiful. His eyes were black and bright, clear and pure, and his water-red lips made people want to kiss them. Yet his temperament was faintly distant, as if one could never truly get close.

The tacky glasses on that face instantly seemed to lend it a bit of elegant, scholarly grace, making him appear gentle.

When he did not open his mouth to say those vicious things like “It can’t go public, it doesn’t matter, destroy it, be tougher,” he was completely the top-tier stunning beauty enough to become the white moonlight in countless hearts, surpassing gender boundaries, crossing species barriers, and stunning the soul at first glance.

But—

[In the ABO world, looks are not that important, pheromones are the key to everything.]

Bo Yu’s gaze turned dangerous. “Do you still want breakfast?”

[I want, I want.] The paper airplane swallowed. [You’re really good-looking! Super good-looking!]

...

Bo Yu walked into the upscale Situlanya Restaurant.

In the ABO world, ordinary people can only eat nutrient supplements, and food with real taste is something only rich people can enjoy every day.

Who knew what so many planets were for. If they didn’t grow vegetables and grain or raise livestock, what were they used for?

Bo Yu sat down and began to order.

In the central seat, one row away and diagonally in front of him, sat that future disabled big shot with the cast.

The other party sat there motionless, like a perfect artistic sculpture.

While looking at the other party, Bo Yu reached out and pressed down on the paper airplane’s “face” beside him before it could eat. “Paper airplanes don’t need to eat.”

The paper airplane struggled left and right in Bo Yu’s hand. [In our interstellar ABO world, pets also have property rights. What’s wrong with a paper airplane? Even Gundam can eat.]

Bo Yu turned his head and saw, not far away at another table, a boy taking one bite for himself and one bite for the robot model beside him, full of affection and tenderness, as if he were treating it like a girlfriend.

“It’s eating machine oil. Do you want some?”

[But I’m eating food.]

Bo Yu’s movement paused. He saw a pretty and cute girl walk up to the future disabled big shot, sweet and lively, completely the kind of little beauty that could charm both men and women.

The little beauty went straight up to the future disabled big shot, and on her cute face there was a natural luster like pearls. “Mu Yuesen, how are you thinking about dating me?”

Bo Yu’s heart stirred at once. “If this Mu Yuesen has a girlfriend, does my difficulty immediately shoot up a whole level, from schemingly clinging to his thigh to green tea third party?”

Taking advantage of Bo Yu not noticing, the paper airplane immediately grabbed a piece of pizza and happily ate it. Hearing Bo Yu’s words, it answered in passing, [It’s fine. Your setting was originally a scheming green tea.]

“How can that be fine? I also have moral values...”

Over there, Mu Yuesen did not say anything, only glanced faintly at the bodyguard pushing the wheelchair beside him.

The little beauty pouted and inserted a straw into her milk tea. “Do you need to think so long about dating me?”

The bodyguard pushing the wheelchair was at a loss. “Young master told me to tell you, sa, said...”

The little beauty said unhappily in a coquettish tone, “Can’t he say it himself? Forget it, what did he say?”

She elegantly took a sip of milk tea.

“Say... what kind of toad are you?” The bodyguard finished, looking embarrassed.

The little beauty froze for a moment, and in the next second, pfft, she sprayed a mouthful of milk tea all over the bodyguard’s face.

She choked and coughed a few times, disregarding her image as she widened her eyes at the bodyguard and the expressionless Mu Yuesen. “Hey, Mu Yuesen, you’re not only lame, you’re also blind. Being narcissistic to your level, go be alone for the rest of your life!”

She stood up and wiped the water stains off her skirt with a tissue, her little face full of anger.

Mu Yuesen looked completely unmoved.

The little beauty turned and left, then suddenly stopped. She looked back, put a hand on her waist, flipped her hair, and challenged them.

Bo Yu suddenly smelled a burst of lily fragrance in the air.

Three seconds later, a commotion broke out in the Situlanya Restaurant.

The bodyguard beside Mu Yuesen had a flushed face, and pressed hard on the tabletop so that he did not lose composure.

[Bad, she released her pheromones. The alphas in the Situlanya Restaurant are doomed!] the paper airplane said.

In the chaotic Situlanya Restaurant, only Mu Yuesen, the center of the incident, had no reaction.

The little beauty widened her eyes in disbelief. “Why are you fine? Are you not an alpha?”

Only then did the cold-faced young man lift his eyes and look at her. His perfect face, like a cast-plaster sculpture, showed an arrogant, mocking expression as he said coldly, “It stinks.”

A burst of icy snow-like aura suddenly swept over, as if they had instantly arrived on a polar snowfield.

This time it was the little beauty’s turn to look utterly flustered. Her widened eyes darted around in panic, and she trotted away.

Without the paper airplane saying it, Bo Yu also understood that this icy aura, carrying a fierce and oppressive pressure, was that future disabled big shot’s pheromones.

[People who release pheromones and bicker in public whenever they want really have no public morality.] The paper airplane shook its head.

The rest of the people in the Situlanya Restaurant were also complaining nonstop, but they seemed angry without daring to speak up.

Bo Yu pondered. “What happens when pheromones are released?”

[For those whose pheromones aren’t strong enough, to use an example you can understand, it’s like suddenly being forced to go hungry for three days, and someone puts a full banquet of all kinds of delicacies, steak, and foie gras in front of them to compete, while the two sides are still eating and smacking their lips.]

“That really is pretty lacking in public morality. But why didn’t I feel anything?”

“Oh, you’re not an indigenous of the ABO world, so why would you react to pheromones?” the paper airplane said casually.

“Oh.” Bo Yu nodded, then suddenly felt that something was wrong. “I’m not an Omega?”

[Nope. Someone like you in this world is basically an alien invasion, the beta association would even expel you. Remember not to expose yourself, you’d be sliced up for research.]

Bo Yu said nothing, quietly looking at the paper airplane that was eating heartily.

He beckoned, and the Situlanya Restaurant’s server came over.

Bo Yu said, “This paper airplane wants to eat a free meal.”

The paper airplane stopped moving.

“Isn’t it your pet?”

“No, I don’t know it. Have you ever seen a paper airplane pet that eats while making its owner watch?”

The paper airplane looked pitifully at the heartless Bo Yu and protested, “In our star system, abandoning a pet is a crime.”

Bo Yu blinked. “Who can prove that you’re my pet?”

“Daddy, I was wrong, don’t abandon me!”

Eating a free meal in this kind of school, in this kind of high-end Situlanya Restaurant, was almost unheard of.

In an instant, everyone shifted from the pheromone conflict just now to Bo Yu.

“Ah, I know him, he’s the poor neighborhood special admission from the neighboring class. Why is he here?”

“No surprise, that guy is super vain. He’s been using his looks to get close to rich students, and now he’s even started freeloading food and drinks?”

“Can’t tell, he looks so good, but he’s actually this kind of person.”

“It’s one thing to eat a free meal, but he even dumped the blame on a pet.”

Bo Yu looked at the paper airplane, heard those words, and slightly raised an eyebrow. Then he lowered his lashes and said in a low voice, “You gave me a really great identity setting.”

The paper airplane sniffled. [It was that game architect who set it. I’m a victim too, suffering and thriving with you. You’re super angry right now, right? Isn’t that great? When you’re scamming him and cheating on him, you won’t have any psychological burden.]

“That’s true.”

Amid the pointing fingers, photo-taking, and screen-recording, Bo Yu stood up. His gaze was clear as he looked properly at the person in charge of the Situlanya Restaurant, and the faint melancholy at the corners of his brows and eyes made people automatically invent ten thousand reasons to forgive him.

“I’m very sorry. I’ll work to repay the cost of the food.”

The paper airplane also immediately bowed along with him. [I’m very sorry. He will work to repay it.]

People from the Situlanya Restaurant whispered into the ear of the person in charge, “Although he ordered the food, he didn’t eat a single bite and gave it all to a pet.”

The tough-looking person in charge, who was actually a member of the Pet Property Rights Lovers Association, immediately had his stern gaze moved by the imagined little drama of deep affection between person and pet. “Cough, seeing that you’re so young, since you’ve properly admitted fault, I’ll give you one chance to make up for it.”

“Thank you, Boss. I’ll work hard from now on.”

When Bo Yu bowed and stood up, he naturally looked toward the central seat.

The future disabled big shot was also looking this way. Meeting Bo Yu’s gaze, his sculpted face remained indifferent.

“I’ll start working now,” Bo Yu said toward Mu Yuesen’s direction.