Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
The little robot handed over the medical kit, and Xie Quan looked at the medicines and didn’t know what he should do. After all, he hadn’t really fallen.
However, under the eager eyes of the little robot and Ji Cheying’s questioning gaze, Xie Quan reached out his hand and with difficulty chose a pain relief spray, then he lifted up his other sleeve, avoiding Ji Cheying’s gaze, and sprayed it on the white, smooth skin, which was not even a little red.
The medicine, which was the result of human medicine, was sprayed on the skin by atomization.
It was quite cool, and a good relief from the heat.
Thinking of when he was a kid, he didn’t even know what medicine was, and looking at it now, he could not believe that the medicine was not a tool to relieve heat.
Xie Quan lamented that he could make a fortune.
After dealing with the ‘wounds’, Xie Quan and Ji Cheying were ready to leave. Ji Cheying looked at the thin and slender body, and looked at his miserable look, Ji Cheying estimated him to be young.
If it was the usual him, he would only say that a fall was no big deal. But now he should be a mediocre good old man. And a mediocre good old man, first of all, would not think that a fall was not a big deal, and secondly, would certainly help.
So, he bent down and reached out to help Xie Quan with his backpack. Ji Cheying picked up Xie Quan’s backpack before Xie Quan could react, and his expression suddenly became puzzled, “What… What do you have in here?”
He also took advantage to weigh it with one hand, good god, it must be over twenty pounds. Although this weight was not worth mentioning to him, how could a normal person carry such a heavy bag?
Xie Quan was shocked, he hurriedly snatched his bag from Ji Cheying’s hand, and then stared at Ji Cheying with a defensive expression. The expression reminded Ji Cheying of a small animal that was protecting its food.
Xie Quan said with some displeasure, “Please don’t just touch my things.”
Xie Quan was a man who had always shown a good temper, and did not seem to get angry easily. However, he was not a generous person, and was like an ordinary person who would get angry, like a simple sesame green bean-like trivial matter.
When they really stepped on his minefield, he was more nonchalant than anyone else.
And his machinery was one of them.
His machinery was his treasure and others could not easily touch it.
Xie Quan felt the familiar weight of the heavy backpack on his back, and was a little more at ease. Remembering his current disguised identity, which was not easy to shake, Xie Quan reluctantly explained to Ji Cheying, “I’m sorry, I don’t like people touching my things, I’ll just hold it myself.”
Ji Cheying was suspicious, but outwardly said without moving, “It’s okay, it’s okay, I was too reckless.”
At the entrance of the store, Xie Quan and Ji Cheying separated. Ji Cheying had offered to be Xie Quan’s guide, but Xie Quan refused without hesitation. For one thing, there was nothing he needed to buy. Secondly, his intuition told him that Ji Ming was a problem.
Returning to the apartment with his bag of household utensils, Xie Quan was about to walk down to the small semi-basement when a tall, lanky man came down the stairs.
This man had hidden the smell of alpha pheromones, but when he met Xie Quan, the alpha pressure on his body was suddenly obvious. Judging by the pressure, the probability was that he was a B+ grade alpha.1
It was rare to see an alpha of B grade or higher outside of the army, after all, the better ranked alphas were running the army to try to fight for military success. As an omega, Xie Quan encountered the bright pressure of this alpha and his good-looking eyebrows knitted, his heart rose a few resistance to displeasure.
The alpha’s pressure could be controlled by itself, and this person was showing his pressure so loudly, just like a peacock with its tail feathers spread.
When Márquez saw Xie Quan, he froze for a moment, his eyes flashed with a few moments of fascination, and seeing the rejection on Xie Quan’s face, he put away his subconscious release of pressure in a hurry.
As an alpha, when they saw their favorite prey, they instinctively wanted to put out pressure to deter the other party, but also to show off their abilities. Calling out to Xie Quan, who was leaving, he hastily said, “Hello, my name is Márquez and I am a tenant in this building.”
This person who was so sensitive to his intimidation, could he be an omega?
Thinking this, he subconsciously looked at the back of Xie Quan’s neck. Under the youth’s fine soft hair, the white back of his neck did not have the traces of glandular patch. He was instantly disappointed.
It was only a beta.
Such a pity.
But betas were actually not bad, he could play with them as much as he wanted. And looking at this person’s clothing… he was probably a country bumpkin who hadn’t seen the world. He must be easy prey to get into his bed.
While thinking this, his gaze gradually moved down from Xie Quan’s handsome face, fragile neck, lean body, long and slender limbs…
Because the opponent’s body pressure had been collected a lot, Xie Quan’s heart of displeasure was not so heavy. He nodded his head and greeted, “Hello, my name is Xie Quan, I just moved in today.”
The name sounded familiar to Márquez, but he couldn’t remember where he’d heard it before, so he scanned the things Xie Quan was carrying and said, “I’m sure there’s a lot to do when you first move in, let me help you.”
Why were the tenants in this building so enthusiastic?
Xie Quan waved his hand, “No, I’m almost done.”
Márquez heard this and felt some regret, but thought about his own arrangements later, and there really was no time to help him. So, Márquez smiled, “Then let’s have dinner together some day. After all, we are neighbors so we should take care of each other. There is a good restaurant nearby, the chef inside once cooked for the royal family.”
Xie Quan heard the word ‘royal family’ and he froze for a moment.
Márquez saw that Xie Quan did not say anything and thought that the other party was worried about the price, he generously said, “My treat, I am an acquaintance there. I know the shopkeeper very well, so I can also introduce you to the shopkeeper and make friends.” There was a vague sense of arrogance.
Xie Quan was still pondering whether the chefs who cooked for the royal family all ran to such cities to open restaurants these days? Márquez had set a time to himself and agreed to meet then. Then, he looked at his watch and realized he was a little late for the appointment. He thought he was quite charming and said goodbye to Xie Quan as he left.
By the time Márquez waved his hand and left, Xie Quan came back to his senses.
What the hell was this guy yakking about?
He talked a lot.
When he got back to his apartment, Xie Quan pulled the door open and Xiao Bai had already cleaned up the room, sorted the garbage and piled it up in the foyer.
If others saw this, they would immediately arrest Xie Quan.
Although technology was now highly developed, robots and artificial intelligence could be found everywhere, and had an excellent autonomy, in order to prevent a mechanical revolution, Imperial law strictly prohibited giving robots and artificial intelligence the ability to think for themselves. They may know how to make parts and repair things, but they would never know how to put those parts together into a complete artificial intelligence object.
Yet Xie Quan had written the thinking of robot assembly and manufacturing into Xiao Bai’s AI system. This was a felony that would be punishable by death in the present day. But Xie Quan did not take it seriously, after all, if he were to be punished for a crime, his entire body, from head to toe, was not really legal.
On any one of these counts, he would be well on his way to living out his days in a level one prison.
Xie Quan had just installed all kinds of equipment to the apartment, including security, a signal blocker, independent network and other facilities, and he was about to go dispose of the garbage when a fine electric sensation came from his wrist.
There was a communication access request from his secret signal band.
Only one person in the world knew about this signal band, the partner responsible for helping him communicate with the black market for transactions, Anna, a female beta.
Xie Quan sighed and struggled for a moment before reluctantly connecting.
Once the communication was connected, before he could speak, a series of questions came from the other side, “Yan Bai! How come I can’t reach you all the time? What did you mean by the words you left for me earlier? Where are you now? Are you safe? What’s going on? Say something!”
The sharp and rapid female voice was a penetrating blow to Xie Quan’s brain. The result was comparable to a mild concussion.
Out of self-defense, Xie Quan hung up the communication with a swift and smooth movement.
Then he regretted it.
It was over.
As expected, after a short half-second, the terminal signal in his hand seemed to be out of control, like a crazy discharge of electricity.
The visitor was dialing and hanging up, dialing and hanging up, with a very high frequency.
Xie Quan rubbed his swollen temples and resigned himself to being connected again.
“Holy shit! Yan Bai, you actually hung up on me! What’s wrong with you?! You are too much! You are way too much! I’m here waiting for you to contact me like a stone! How dare you hang up on me when you’re so close?! Where are you? You…”
Xie Quan said with a headache, “You’re giving me a headache.”
“…” Anna’s voice miraculously stopped, and she sounded hesitant, “You have another headache? Is everything okay? Have you taken your medication?”
Xie Quan physically really felt some pain, but at the moment after Anna was not so noisy, Xie Quan was not in a hurry to hang up, his tone warm, “For the time being, I’m fine. What do you need me to do?”
Anna’s brain momentary brewed a few minutes of uninterrupted speech, What do you mean what do I need? What happened? He disappeared without saying a word. Although the other disappearing was a regular thing, this did not mean that she could get used to it. He can not learn to slightly give a specific point of information? What do you mean by ‘someone is looking for, when the time comes to contact’? Who is looking? When to contact? Is this still the days of the telegraph? Every word counts as money?
But thinking of Xie Quan’s ‘headache’, Anna endured it. She took a deep breath, swallowed the speech into her belly, and then opened the door, “Didn’t you put out a message to participate in the black market in Airy City? What about the things you want to sell?” She was anxious, “A week after announcing the opening of the market, a bunch of people have been waiting for you. You can’t let go of this chance.”