Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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Having witnessed firsthand the host’s verbal battle against all the omegas in the empire, 7480 was utterly amazed.
Damn it, the host truly lives up to his reputation as the Skin-Peeling Emperor, he doesn’t even spare his own compatriots!
Zhuang Li had felt truly stifled for many days after arriving in this world. He could endure all kinds of terrible situations such as war, disaster, and murder, but he could not tolerate the oppression and deprivation of human rights and even humanity.
Even though all the omegas had stopped attacking him, he still had a lot to say.
So he proceeded to patronize each of those omegas who had previously posted videos online.
One of the female omegas sat by the fountain, holding a parasol, and pouted, saying with a wronged expression, “We omegas don’t run around during our heat.”
Zhuang Li retorted: “If you wander around during your heat, even if an alpha kills you outside, no one will seek justice for you. A 100-star-coin body bag will be your final resting place.”
A male omega, holding a syringe, proudly declared, “I always carry suppressants with me!”
Zhuang Li sarcastically remarked: “Without suppressants, if an alpha deliberately releases a scent to incite you to estrangement, you’ll only suffer for nothing if you’re sexually assaulted.”
A female omega dressed like a doll sat on the sofa and said obediently, “I will not go crazy pursuing an alpha. I am very reserved. When I reach a certain age, I will wait for the country to assign me an alpha and start a stable family.”
Zhuang Li scoffed: “Do you know how ancient humans bred sows? Yes, just like you said, when they reached a certain age, they were simply mated with a boar. Being treated like livestock, and you seem quite proud of it?”
He relentlessly wounded these people’s hearts because he felt that the most tragic thing was not being oppressed or exploited, but being hurt and yet still shamelessly trying to please the perpetrators.
This was a long-term brainwashing process, and the vast majority of omegas raised in such an environment had been enslaved.
But Zhuang Li still believed that the desire for independence, equality, and freedom would never disappear under such brainwashing.
This yearning existed deep within the soul of every individual; it was the intrinsic driving force that allowed the flame of civilization to continue, and it was the brilliance and supreme pursuit of humanity.
Zhuang Li wanted to awaken these sleeping people and ignite the spark within them.
So he asked Chen Jingliu, “Do you believe in Ouyang Mingtang’s love for you?”
Chen Jingliu immediately replied: [I believe it.]
The omegas watched their exchange in silence, not daring to interrupt. Zhuang Li’s words were too sharp; they couldn’t handle them.
The alphas, however, began to stir, applauding Chen Jingliu’s unwavering resolve. This was the kind of omega they admired most— one who would never change his mind once he loved someone.
Zhuang Li shook his head and chuckled, then sent an incredibly scathing message: “When a dog smells just like you, Ouyang Mingtang can still fall in love with that dog. In his heart, you and the dog are no different. If you believe even this kind of love, then I have nothing more to say.”
Upon seeing this statement, the alphas suddenly felt extremely embarrassed. In Zhuang Li’s description, they were portrayed as a group of inferior animals who were only loyal to the scent of their glands and acted entirely without using their brains.
“Shut up, you bi**h! We alphas would never do that!” an alpha retorted angrily.
Zhuang Li responded to him with a video of a court hearing.
In the video, Ouyang Mingtang himself stated unequivocally: “I plead not guilty. At the time, I was drawn to the dog because of Chen Jingliu’s fragrance emanating from it, and that fragrance drove me mad. Your Honor, if you have any common sense, you should understand that a dog cannot emit such a scent. Zhuang Li tampered with the dog; he misled my senses.”
Facts spoke louder than words. Ouyang Mingtang used his own example to vividly prove that alphas were a group of inferior animals that acted solely on their sense of smell.
The alphas fell into an eerie silence. They needed to think carefully about what counterexamples they could use to refute Zhuang Li’s argument.
Zhuang Li continued, speaking to Chen Jingliu: “See? He’s crazy about your scent. Whether you’re human or a dog, as long as your scent doesn’t change, he’ll love you.”
Chen Jingliu could no longer endure such humiliation and immediately logged off.
His profile picture turned gray.
The alpha who admired him immediately stood up and threatened to teach Zhuang Li a lesson.
Zhuang Li replied lazily: “My dog seems to have undergone some kind of mutation, emitting an omega scent. I don’t yet understand how this mutation occurred; the autopsy report didn’t reveal the secret.”
“Therefore, I plan to raise another group of dogs to see if I can find clues to mutations in daily life. Everyone is welcome to contact me and cooperate with my experiments. My dogs and I are waiting for you.”
He did not admit to tampering with the dog, but his words conveyed a strong sense of threat.
Those alphas who originally planned to ambush him in reality and teach him a profound lesson now felt their scalps tingle.
Just then, Zhuang Li posted an order that left everyone speechless.
He actually bought a hundred large dogs in one go, each with an A-grade license plate. Any alpha who dared to cause him trouble in real life might soon repeat Ouyang Mingtang’s mistakes.
Jail time, financial losses, and complete disgrace— whoever messes with him gets to enjoy this deluxe package.
The alphas who had been frantically attacking Zhuang Li immediately shut their mouths.
Zhuang Li began scrolling through their social media accounts one by one, and followed some of the most offensive people. The question was no longer whether these alphas would cause him trouble, but whether he would retaliate against them.
Even the military’s forensic doctors couldn’t detect anything unusual about the dog, so how could these people possibly have any leverage over Zhuang Li? If they were to encounter something like what happened to Ouyang Mingtang, they would have no choice but to accept their misfortune.
Ouyang Mingtang was a figure at the very top of the pyramid. He held a high position of power and had connections everywhere, yet he was still ruined by Zhuang Li. What could anyone else do to Zhuang Li?
Considering these very real factors, the alpha who had been fiercely attacking Zhuang Li began to quickly delete his Weibo posts and comments, completely admitting defeat.
The omegas, who had already been silenced by Zhuang Li’s scolding, were completely dumbfounded.
Zhuang Li’s ability to argue and fight was truly astonishing! You know, on the internet, alpha keyboard warriors were the most terrifying group of people; they could verbally kill someone and then bring them back to life.
Omegas could only admit defeat against them; even the most numerous betas were no match for them.
Therefore, some omegas actually felt a sense of satisfaction upon seeing this scene.
A high school omega sent this private message to his classmate: [I don’t know why, but I’ve started to like Zhuang Li. He’s so cool!]
The friend immediately replied: [Ahhh, me too! Zhuang Li is the king of arguments! He’s awesome!]
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