The Soft and Cute Omega Male (ChatGPT translation)

Chapter 13

"After you finish selecting your courses today, you can each go to your chosen classes tomorrow. At 10 o'clock tonight, the schedule will be sent to your computer by the academic affairs office. Remember to check it," the teacher reminded them before the last class of the afternoon.

After selecting their courses, the second-year military academy students were mostly in a state of confusion and excitement. A year ago, they were already thinking about their goals when they entered school. Many people would secretly go to audit classes with their senior classmates, but they could only pretend to pass by and take a few glances. Now they can finally choose their own classes, so they are naturally happy.

Therefore, the anonymous forum of the First Military Academy is currently full of hot discussions. Every year, news about the instructors is shared, and of course, there is gossip as well.

[Exposing Jia Hailan's tricks to prevent younger students from falling into the trap~hot!]

[Discussion: Are those combat-oriented teachers sick, like sadists?]

[Do information systems students know a lot of secrets?]

Countless classic posts have been enthusiastically upvoted by students, but there are also new posts that are becoming popular, such as one that speculates on what courses the second-year students on the school ranking list will choose. Among them, several names appear most frequently.

[Does anyone know what courses Ji Xuechang has chosen?]

[Although Ji Xuechang's results were unexpected, the courses are nothing more than choosing from combat-oriented and command-oriented courses. Oh, and there's also a course in weapon development.]

"Although the division between Alphas and Omegas exists, Ji Yue is definitely not worse than those stinky Alphas. We Omegas can also achieve great feats on the battlefield in the future."

"I don't deny that Omegas are powerful, but are we Alphas really stinky?"

"Haha, if you have the ability, don't just rely on pheromones when you're in combat training!"

"That's only for the combat department. Our Alphas in the naval department don't do that."

"The weapons development department silently supports~"

...

The excitement on the forum had nothing to do with Zuo Luohuan. She was in her dormitory, disassembling - or more accurately, destroying - her SL-9 gun.

The SL-9 gun had internal technology, so even if it was disassembled, only the outer shell would be removed. Once she opened it up, it would automatically self-destruct, so she didn't have time to examine it closely. However, the gun was just an excuse she used to cover up her true intentions, so it wasn't important.

Last year, Zuo Luohuan found the first year courses at the military academy boring, so she skipped class and left, eventually ending up in the northwest star cluster. She almost lost her life on the exile planet of Xijiang.

Zuo Luohuan lay directly on the bed in her dormitory, raising her arm to cover her eyes from the harsh light. "These years, the Federation has been too quiet on the surface." 

At 10 pm, the academic affairs office successfully distributed individual course schedules. Zuo Luohuan turned on her computer and glanced at it, memorizing her schedule for the week before getting up and heading towards the Challenge Hall.

Even at this time, the Challenge Hall was still brightly lit and filled with people. Whether it was Alpha, Omega, or Beta, anyone who loved to fight would come here.