Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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Cepheus Galaxy, Capital Star, the Royal Palace of the Lacey Empire.
The young man, dressed in formal royal attire, strode up the steps and into the council hall, bowing respectfully to his father on the throne: “Father, you summoned me?”
—The man on the throne was none other than His Majesty Xize, the founder of the new era of the empire.
Xize was only in his forties, yet still looked young. A man who had weathered countless storms, he possessed a wisdom and composure unique to emperors. He was usually extremely strict with his eldest son, but today, a rare smile appeared on his face as he spoke gently: “Luo Fei, in a month, it will be your eighteenth birthday.”
Luo Fei nodded: “Yes, Father.”
Xize asked: “What birthday present do you want?”
Luo Fei smiled slightly and said: “I would like to request a two-week vacation, is that alright?”
Xize was quite surprised by this, not expecting his son’s birthday present to be so simple.
A two-week vacation?
Xize thoughtfully stroked his chin.
Luo Fei was exceptionally intelligent from a young age. He inherited the powerful genes of Emperor Xize and Empress Lin Yuan. At the age of five, his mental strength surpassed the 300-point peak, a level few ordinary people could reach, and he could even control an S-class mecha. Therefore, Xize placed extremely high expectations on this child.
Over the years, Xize had been extremely strict with his eldest son, grooming him as the heir to the throne. Since Luo Fei was old enough to understand, Xize had arranged an intensive curriculum for him, training his various abilities in all aspects— while many children were at home reading comic books, Luo Fei had already begun learning martial arts techniques from a teacher; while many of his peers could only do addition and subtraction, Luo Fei could already calculate very complex mathematical formulas; and while many children only knew that the current emperor of the empire was named Xize, Luo Fei could already recite the empire’s modern history fluently.
It was probably Xize’s advanced educational methods that allowed this child to be ahead of his peers from a young age, making him more mature and composed.
Despite being only an eighteen-year-old boy, he always remained calm and collected.
Perhaps he had indeed been too pushy? He always demanded of him to act as befitted the status of heir to the throne, and over the years, he had never even given him a vacation longer than three days.
Meeting his son’s gaze, Xize felt a pang of guilt. He stepped down from the throne and stood before his son.
Alphas grew rapidly; now, Luo Fei was almost as tall as his father, tall and slender, with strikingly handsome features inherited from the royal family. His features were strong and defined, his sharply defined jawline was extremely sharp, and his deep brown eyes bore a striking resemblance to His Majesty Xize, though a hint of youthful naiveté remained on his face.
—Even with his calm demeanor, his age and experience being they were; he was only eighteen.
Looking at his son, who resembled him so much, Xize smiled slightly and patted him on the shoulder, asking, “What are your plans with this applicatuon for leave?”
Luo Fei replied frankly, “I’ve never left the Cepheus star system before, and I want to travel before school starts.”
Xize nodded understandingly. Although this child had been pampered since childhood, he had always lived in an aristocratic boarding school during his school years, and during holidays he had to study various courses according to his father’s arrangements. For many years, he had stayed on the capital planet and had never travelled anywhere.
Luo Fei had recently taken the Empire’s unified entrance exam and scored full marks in all subjects, gaining admission to the Saint Romia Military Academy. He would be starting university in a month, so if he wanted to travel, he could only seize this last month.
Xize paused for a moment, then looked at him and asked, “Luo Fei, do you feel that your father’s demands on you have been too strict?”
Luo Fei smiled and shook his head. “I am the eldest son, and it is my duty to set a good example for my younger brothers. My father’s strict demands on me are also because he hopes I can grow up as soon as possible.”
His son’s understanding warmed Xize’s heart slightly. He rarely reached out and affectionately ruffled his hair, whispering, “It’s good that you think this way. I will approve this vacation. You applied for half a month, but I will grant you a month. Go out and travel, but remember to come back before your birthday. Your father wants to hold a grand coming-of-age ceremony for you.”
Luo Fei immediately nodded. “I understand, thank you, Father.”
Xize smiled slightly, turned around and walked back to the throne to sit down, then said, “There is one more thing I need to tell you. According to the previous rules of the royal family, all Alpha princes who are about to come of age will undergo a genetic screening and matching. The Omega Association has just sent over your genetic matching results, indicating they are looking for a suitable Omega marriage partner.”
Luo Fei paused, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly, but quickly regained his composure. He said, “Is this what Father intends? Should I follow the royal tradition and choose an Omega with the highest genetic match at my eighteenth birthday ceremony?”
Xize asked, “What are your thoughts on this?”
Luo Fei looked up at his father on the throne and said earnestly, “I don’t want to get engaged so early, and I especially don’t want to get engaged to an Omega I don’t like. Regardless of the association’s matching results, they will not take in account the standard for my choice of a partner. I hope that I can choose my future princess myself, not through some mechanical data screening.”
Although he was only eighteen years old, he spoke with great decisiveness.
Xize admired him inwardly, but outwardly remained serious: “Oh? So, you want to break the royal rules?”
Luo Fei said, “Unreasonable rules, in my opinion, should be abolished.”
Xize fell silent.
The young man standing at the foot of the steps was tall and upright, neither arrogant nor humble, his eyes bright as stars.
In a daze, Xize seemed to return to his own youth, standing before his father, saying with the same calm and frankness: “If I can’t even protect the one I love, what use are these superior Alpha genes?”
—Truly worthy of being the son he had raised himself.
On matters of principle, there was no compromise.
Xize’s lips curved into a smile again, and he nodded, saying, “You’re right. Unreasonable rules should indeed be abolished. Since you don’t like it, your father will abolish this gene selection practice for you. You can decide your own princess consort.”
Luo Fei looked up at his father in surprise, only to meet his father’s gentle gaze.
Although his father was strict, he loved his eldest son dearly. Luo Fei felt a warmth in his heart and smiled, saying, “Thank you, Father.”
Xize asked, “Would you like to see the screening results sent by the Association?”
The man on the throne lightly swiped his finger across the touchscreen computer in front of him, opening a document. A series of numbers quickly appeared on the large virtual LCD projection screen.
Luo Fei, being a young man at heart, was driven by curiosity and stepped forward, his gaze quickly scanning the information on the screen.
The system had screened the genetic data of all unmarried Omegas around the age of 20 in the Empire, ultimately identifying ten individuals with a compatibility rate exceeding 90% with Luo Fei. Given Luo Fei’s exceptional intelligence and outstanding mental strength, the Omegas who could match him must also possess extremely powerful genes.
Many of the Omegas on the list were sons of generals or daughters of government officials; Luo Fei recognized most of them, and even those he didn’t know had at least heard of.
But one name stood out: “Mo Lin?”
He murmured the name, asking with some confusion, “Who is this? I’ve never heard of him.”
Xize said, “You can look at his information.”
To protect Omega privacy, the association only entered family information and genetic data, without any real-life images.
Luo Fei glanced at it; there was only one sentence—
Mo Lin, twenty years old, the youngest son of Mo Qiming, CEO of the Maple Leaf Group, whose mother is deceased.
Luo Fei had naturally heard of the Maple Leaf Group; it was one of the empire’s top conglomerates, and its current owner was Mo Qiming.
Hundreds of years ago, the Imperial military established a dedicated mecha manufacturing factory. The military’s mecha involved numerous secrets and couldn’t be publicly disclosed. Therefore, highly intelligent mecha were gradually monopolized by the royal family and the military. However, with billions of people in the empire, besides the combat mechs of the military, the demand for home-use intelligent mechs was also extremely high. The Mo family ancestor recognized this business opportunity and started from scratch, building a mech manufacturing factory, beginning with the simplest household mechs.
Initially, it was just a small mech manufacturing plant, but after generations of effort, the company grew larger and larger, and the intelligent mechs they developed became increasingly sophisticated.
Today, the Maple Leaf Group had become one of the empire’s leading large enterprises, primarily engaged in the research and development of highly intelligent mechs, intelligent programs, software, and holographic network games. It had many subsidiaries throughout the empire’s major star systems, covering a wide range of fields. The Maple Leaf Group held over 30% market share in intelligent programs, software, games, and mechs, and the Mo family had risen from an unknown family in a remote star system to become a powerful clan in the empire.
This knowledge was all taught in economics class, and the names “Maple Leaf Group” and “Mo Qiming” frequently appeared in financial news, so Luo Fei was quite familiar with this company. But he had never heard that President Mo had an Omega son named Mo Lin.
Thinking of this, Luo Fei smiled slightly and said, “No wonder I didn’t recognize him; he’s a rich second-generation.”
He had never had a good impression of rich second-generation heirs. Most of the rich second-generation Alphas he had met before were playboys with a bunch of lovers around them; while most Omegas were vain and pretentious, only knowing how to spend money on shopping, and their spoiled habits annoyed Luo Fei.
Therefore, he had no interest in learning more about this rich second-generation Omega, “Mo Lin.”
Luo Fei turned off the screen and looked up, saying, “Father, please have the association destroy this matching result as soon as possible.”
“Yes, I’ve already promised you to abolish the matching system, so this result won’t be leaked.” Xize glanced at the time and said, “You can go back now; Father has some things to attend to.”
“Yes.” Luo Fei bowed respectfully and turned to leave the council hall.
….
At the same time, at the headquarters of Fengyang Group.
In the study at the corner of the top floor of the skyscraper. A floor-to-ceiling window, occupying one wall, streamed sunlight into the room. The young man sat at the table, coffee cup in hand, eyes slightly narrowed, staring at the dense data on the supercomputer screen like a lazy cat.
After a moment, he put down his coffee and spoke, “The Omega Association suddenly accessed my encrypted data. According to the tracking path, they matched my genetic data with that of an Alpha. The result is a match of over 90%.”
He seemed to be talking to himself, his gaze on the screen cold. “The First Prince, Luo Fei, is about to turn eighteen. Connecting all this, it’s not hard to conclude— that is, the Omega Association is helping the First Prince with genetic matching, selecting a suitable partner for his engagement. And I have been chosen.”
The room fell silent for a moment, then a gentle, mechanical voice sounded in his ear: “Master, what are your plans next?”
The young man didn’t speak. He just gently placed his slender fingers on the Delete key, and the dense numbers on the screen were visibly erased.
The online traces were completely wiped clean, as if nothing had happened.
The mechanical voice continued, “Should we destroy your genetic data in the association’s database?”
The boy shook his head: “Don’t act rashly, and don’t let anyone discover our existence. There are ten Omegas selected, most of them from prominent families. That prince might not even look at me.” He stood up from his seat, took his coffee cup, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked down at the bustling metropolis with its towering buildings, and smiled faintly, saying, “Let’s wait and see.”
—A princess? He had no interest in that.
—In this commercial kingdom built of money and technology, he was the true king.
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