No Coveting the Pretty Omega

[New story next door is now open. Please add my upcoming story, "The Gloomy Beauty Becomes a Bootlicker, Only to Be Bootlicked in Return," to your reading list. Blurb at the bottom]

Li Po transmigrated, becoming an Omega forcibly assigned to Zone S.

His face was exquisitely beautiful, like a rose blooming atop a high terrace.

But this was a secret military zone. To the Alphas who had been pent up for so long, a pretty, frail Omega was like a slab of meat tossed into a pack of wolves. No one could stop themselves from coveting him.

What was more, there was also demonic training, psychological destruction, and elimination of the lowest-ranked...

The brutality had driven plenty of Alphas mad. As an Omega who couldn't even truss a chicken, how many days could he survive?

The Alphas even bet that before long, he would be crying and begging for mercy, letting them do as they pleased.

Wolves surrounded him, all eyeing him hungrily.

He might as well have been handed a hellish love-triangle script from the start. How could he get out of this?

Answer: Li Po breaks through.

Docile and obedient? An act.

Fragile and helpless? An act.

Playing the pig to eat the tiger? Well, that part was true.

Gradually, the way the Alphas looked at him changed completely.

*

No one could have imagined that he would dare try to get close to that big shot.

Jiang Yu, Zone S's chief operations officer, was renowned for his cold, strict manner, as well as his fearsome prowess.

His immaculate uniform seemed welded to his body. His powerful, icy pheromones forced the Alphas to bow their heads. No one could withstand the pressure of a true powerhouse.

No one dared approach him, except for that death-defying Omega.

During one mission, the "frail" Omega was covered in blood, his face full of heartbreak.

He hid certain traces, then lifted his face and placed the bitten dagger in the operations officer's cold palm. His eyes brimmed with fear.

"Kill it for me."

*

To outsiders, Jiang Yu was cold and aloof, a humanoid weapon seemingly born for battle. Even he believed that was all he was.

Until an Omega in heat gazed straight at him, the corners of his eyes red. Pale, slender fingers gripped his wrist tightly, and a low, hoarse gasp trembled from between parted lips.

"Mark me."

[Reading Guide]:

1. Happy ending, they are each other's only one

2. Interstellar wasteland setting, lots of original worldbuilding

3. No children

4. The protagonist follows a growth arc and will grow stronger step by step

5. Huge thanks to reader @Cha Paofan for the beautiful cover!

Blurb screenshotted and archived on 2022/12/25

Blurb for the upcoming story "The Gloomy Beauty Becomes a Bootlicker, Only to Be Bootlicked in Return":

Wen Ling was pure and beautiful, yet gloomy and isolated, with an extreme personality. One day, unable to see a way out, he jumped off a building.

Bad news: He didn't die from the fall.

Even worse news: He transmigrated into a pitiful character surrounded by a zombie horde in the apocalypse, and was forced to bind himself to a livestream System.

What was he supposed to stream?

How to be a bootlicker, the kind who licks three people at once.

The people he had to fawn over were all heaven's favored, figures who seemed as lofty as mountains. All the viewers thought Wen Ling would be dazzled by their charisma and eagerly become their bootlicker.

But they never expected that he hated the System and the male leads. He hid in the shadows, spying on them with a resentful look in his eyes

A: The guild leader, gentle and powerful

[This is humanity's shining light? This kind of person deserves your undying loyalty? That tender look he gave me while bandaging my wound made me sick. Overflowing with a savior complex, a hypocritical white lotus!]

B: The guild leader's archenemy, a cold, cool guy

[Who are you cosplaying as the aloof beauty for? You try-hard. Did you save my life on purpose so I'd be overwhelmed with gratitude? You're just jealous of how the guild leader is surrounded by admirers, and want to copy him. Your fake sweetness is practically spilling out.]

C: The Zombie King, dangerous and vicious

[I'm already dead, so why couldn't I stay dead? It's hilarious watching you scheme so hard just to eat me. So what if I'm a bootlicker? One day I'll turn the tables and ride you like a dog!]

Wen Ling deftly moved between the three male leads. On the surface, he worked diligently at being a bootlicker, but inside, his malicious schemes were about to spill over.

He went through untold hardships to get a blade that could kill the Zombie King, then handed it to the guild leader.

He stole the guild leader's intelligence and passed it to his archenemy.

Then he told the Zombie King his archenemy's weakness.

And all the while, he hid in the shadows, watching with a dark, obsessive gaze.

But for some reason, the scene of them turning on one another that he had imagined never happened. Instead, he was caught.

The guild leader bent down gently and thrust deep inside him. "You were the one who passed along the intelligence."

The cold, cool guy gripped his waist to keep him from escaping, his gray eyes aloof and indifferent. "I've only ever told you my weakness."

The Zombie King granted his wish to ride him, pressing a cold blade into his palm as he gazed at him with dangerous fervor. "Come on, darling. Stab me yourself."

Viewers: Wait, what? Who did you say was the bootlicker?

Reading Guide:

1. The gong is split into three

2. Both leads are each other's only one

Theme: Become strong.