Chapter 1 – A glass of iced lemonade

“Hiss—”The pain hit Jing Qingxia’s brain.

The roar of a lot of bullets made her nerves twitch.
The smell of blood swept over her, and the dizziness controlled her brain.

I am dead.
I died on that battlefield.

The thought forced her to open her eyes and take a deep breath.

When she opened her eyes, she saw an unfamiliar scene.

However, the pain in her body disappeared, and the cool wind from the central air-conditioning vent also calmed her anxiety.

Frowning, she looked around.

It was a tidy bedroom, except for the enormous bed that she lay on.
There were random discarded clothes scattered around.

The phone beside the bed rang.

Jing Qingxia answered the phone and watched the surroundings vigilantly.

The surrounding environment was still quiet, but it failed to dilute her anxiety.

On the other end of the phone came the gentle voice of a middle-aged woman: “Xia Xia, are you awake? It’s eleven o’clock.
I asked Aunt Zhang to make your lunch.
I don’t want to disturb your sleep plan for the summer vacation, but mom was afraid that you would be hungry, so why don’t you go downstairs to have a meal first? And mom will be back later with a gift for you.
“

From the woman’s tone, it was easy to detect her doting.

Jing Qingxia glanced at the interface of the mobile phone, “Mother.”

But where did her mother come from?

“Let’s have lunch.
Mom has something to tell you!” The tone on the other end of the phone was cheerful.

Jing Qingxia still couldn’t handle the situation, so she could only take advantage of it first, and respond with: “Okay, I’ll pack up and go downstairs.”

“Okay, okay.” her mother said.

Jing Qingxia hung up.

She picked up the clothes scattered on the ground, put them down, re-selected a set of convenient clothes in the unfamiliar cloakroom, and walked to the separate bathroom in the room.

Jing Qingxia, who had calmed down, couldn’t help but be shocked by the room.
The room was 80 square meters.
The fitness room, storage room, cloakroom, everything was 1.8 meters.
The gigantic bed in the room was too small.

Not to mention the ultra-luxurious decoration of the bathroom with wet and dry separation and a bathtub.

She couldn’t help but glance at the mirror, wanting to see the difference between her Jing Qingxia and the “Jing Qingxia” called on the other end of the phone.

That face was her own when she was seventeen or eighteen.

She still had her sword eyebrows and star eyes.

She was more heroic than cute.

A pair of clear amber eyes stared back at her.

She was also more immature compared to her twenties.

Less sophistication on missions and less cynicism on vacation.

Jing Qingxia was in a trance for a while.

Dull, tear-like pain exploded in her head.

She grew up in an orphanage in the military region, and when she was fourteen, she was selected to join the army and trained as a special soldier for the army.
At eighteen years old, she first won the Youth Division Award in the Military Region Fighting Competition.

But now, without the tendon of that body, after putting on a loose T-shirt, she looked borderline anorexic.

Her mind was in chaos.

A flood of unfamiliar memories flooded her mind.

Those memories belonged to another girl named “Jing Qingxia”, who had the memories of being spoiled and growing up since childhood.

With experience, Jing Qingxia forced herself to take a deep breath and dispelled the dizziness.

A new segment was squeezed into her mind again, this time with video segments and intermittent text content recorded from God’s perspective.

It was a novel.

The domineering girl called “Jing Qingxia” was a cannon fodder character in the novel and wanted to take the heroine as her own in the few pitiful scenes.

It was an unfamiliar setting, a C-level alpha small cannon fodder trying to mark the heroine as an S-level Omega.

The small cannon fodder failed after all.

The immersive picture made Jing Qingxia shudder.

“The heroine was a cruel person.”

Jing Qingxia washed her face with cold water and looked at the mirror helplessly.

The helplessness came from the setting of the world.

From the two memories, it could be seen that her worldview of the world differed from her original one.

The genders of the world were divided into alpha, beta, and omega, besides male and female.

Alpha and Omega were humans with special glands that secreted pheromones.

The pheromones could interfere with each other and attract each other, causing a series of reactions that were more like atavistic animal nature.
The original animal nature was revealed, whether it was the territorial dispute between the same or the way of mates between the opposite sexes.

In this world, pheromones were divided into five grades: D, C, B, A, and S according to the concentration, from low to high.
High-grade pheromone had a certain suppressing effect on the low-grade pheromone.

Compared with Beta, which does not emit pheromones, it was more stable and suitable for more logistical work in society, such as doctors and teachers.

But pheromones also bring convenience to alpha and omega.

The Alpha would have a stronger physique, be impulsive but more courageous, and have more leadership skills.

Omega would have a longer lifespan, less strength but more endurance, and be suitable for work that requires more comfort or more patience.

The division of labor in society seems to be more harmonious—if there were no regular periods of susceptibility and fever.

Both the susceptible and estrus periods were fatal for both alpha and omega.

Susceptible periods make alphas emotionally unstable, m