Chapter 13: Dormmate Relations and a Surprise Inspection

After parting ways with the two, Ji Laili walked back to his dorm with a light step.

The dorms here weren’t much different from regular university dorms—four-person rooms with bunk beds and desks underneath.

All three of his Alpha dormmates were inside. When he opened the door, the three of them turned to glance at him. After seeing that it was Ji Laili, they indifferently turned back to what they were doing.

His dormmates were so cold.

Ten minutes later, biting on a nutrition pack, Ji Laili sighed at this realization.

His dormmates didn’t say a single word. There was no interaction at all, and the atmosphere was as silent as the grave.

Each of them was busy with their own thing. The first dormmate was playing a game on the star network. The game screen floated in front of him, and this guy played with a cool demeanor, his skills top-notch—headshots every time.

This was also the one Ji Laili secretly watched the longest.

The second dormmate was a towering Alpha, estimated to be the tallest in the room—around two meters. Sitting there, he was like a mountain.

He was watching combat videos online, but the poor connection made the video stutter repeatedly.

Frustrated, the second dormmate paced around the room, constantly changing positions. He seemed to realize that the signal improved when he stood up, so he alternated between standing and sitting.

Ji Laili, watching him, had to keep tilting his head up and down, essentially doing a full set of neck stretches. His neck felt sore.

The third dormmate was a scholarly-looking Alpha wearing glasses. He was chatting with someone. Since it was a private conversation, Ji Laili didn’t look too closely—just a quick glance before moving on.

As he absentmindedly sipped his nutrition pack, he concluded that the taste was rather mediocre—like a diluted version of bitter melon juice.

Meanwhile, he rested his chin on his hand, bored, as he watched his dormmates go about their business.

His crescent-moon-shaped eyes glowed with curiosity. Such a quiet dorm—how should he put it? It was another experience he couldn’t relate to.

The places he had stayed before were always too noisy. The dorm inspectors would always comment on them with an expressionless face: “A bunch of wild horses off the leash.”

But here… Ji Laili flipped through the memories of the original “cannon fodder”—it had been nearly a week, and their conversations were limited to knowing each other’s names.

Everyone just did their own thing.

Just as Ji Laili had gotten his fill of amusement, the atmosphere in the dorm suddenly shifted.

The reason? The second dormmate.

Frustrated, he tossed his star brain device aside and casually grabbed the hem of his shirt. With a downward motion, he pulled off his top and flung it onto his bed.

Then, he picked up a metallic dumbbell-like weight and, bare-chested, began his workout.

That was when things took a turn.

The game sounds faded into silence.

The sound of keyboard tapping slowed down.

His two other dormmates subtly joined Ji Laili’s team—sneaking glances at the second dormmate, clearly a bit restless.

Ji Laili found this hilarious.

It was like seeing that classic scenario: “The sound of my dormmate flipping a book keeps me up all night, but the loud gaming noise lulls me to sleep.”

Damn Alpha competitiveness.

Just as he was grinning, he locked eyes with the second dormmate’s cold and fierce gaze.

“….” That unmistakable feeling of getting caught.

Ji Laili blinked and gave a bright smile. “Bro, you’re so strong. How heavy is that?”

He pointed at the metal weights.

The second dormmate instinctively answered, “Five hundred kilograms.”

“!?”

Ji Laili was surprised. “Both of them are five hundred?” He gave a thumbs-up. “That’s amazing.”

“…Not exactly.” The Alpha gripped the dumbbell tighter and, with a stiff face, clarified, “Together, they’re five hundred.”

“Still impressive.” Ji Laili tilted his head, his small curly brown locks bouncing with the motion. His left canine tooth slightly showed, making him look especially cute.

“Bro, can I try?”

The second dormmate looked at the little curly-haired guy beaming up at him, his natural ease as he approached, and his obvious curiosity toward the dumbbells—it made him feel a little… uneasy.

“…Sure.”

Ji Laili successfully got his hands on the Alpha’s dumbbell. The moment he took hold of it, he felt its weight sink in. After adjusting to it, he happily played around with it. Then, he turned and locked eyes with the other two dormmates.

The two caught-in-the-act dormmates nonchalantly averted their gazes, coldly looking away.

Then, the little dog invited them warmly, “Hey, wanna train together?”

…

“Report! We’ve caught three late-returning Alphas and four who tried to sneak out over the wall. Captain Shen, should we move to another location now?”

A patrol team member, with a golden triangle insignia on his shoulder, saluted Shen Yu, awaiting his command.

The patrol team was responsible for daily surprise inspections. Lately, Shen Yu had been leading them. After hearing the report, he responded coldly, “Take them in. Report them to their instructors.”

As for the next target… Shen Yu thought of someone, and his indifferent gaze sharpened. “Head to Building C.”

That was the freshman dormitory.

Many of the patrol team members had participated in the previous crackdown and were still holding grudges against those troublemakers. They grinned in anticipation, ready for revenge.

The upperclassman Alphas had long been fed up with the arrogance of this year’s freshmen.

As soon as Shen Yu gave the order, they moved like leopards released from their cages—graceful yet swift—as they launched an ambush.

The freshmen were completely unprepared for this early raid, especially the rebellious ones who loved to challenge the rules to prove their superiority.

This group had a dedicated chat group.

An expert among them had previously analyzed the patrol routine, noting that they covered Buildings A, B, and C in sequence. According to the calculated schedule, the patrol would start at Building B, follow the BAC order, and take roughly five hundred meters between each.

The expert had even meticulously estimated the time taken per building—down to the exact minute and second.

They had assured everyone that as long as they returned to Building C before 10:09 PM, the patrol team wouldn’t be able to catch them.

This method had helped many troublemakers dodge penalties and given them free rein to run wild.

But tonight, their group chat exploded.

—“What the hell?! Wasn’t it supposed to be safe before 10:09? Why the fuck am I on the floor like a dead dog? Someone explain this!!”

—“What happened??”

—“Shit! The patrol team pulled a surprise attack!”

—“Brothers outside, walk with dignity. I’ll light incense for you when I get back.”

The raid was a complete success. The upperclassmen patrol members, still holding grudges, showed no mercy to these freshmen. They racked up penalties like crazy, and the more severe offenders were sent straight to the detention room.

Not all freshmen were troublemakers. Some Alphas even tried to plead with the patrol team.

But the moment they spotted Shen Yu standing ten meters away, maintaining his cold distance, they instantly fell silent.

Shen Yu watched them with an impassive gaze. If he was leading the operation, there was no room for leniency.

His indifferent and ruthless demeanor crushed all hope.

Everyone knew that Shen Yu was especially harsh on Alphas—to the point of being downright sadistic.

Why? Because the Federation’s First Military Academy wasn’t just for Alphas. It had Beta students too—about a third of the population.

And Shen Yu’s treatment of the two groups was glaringly different.

He went all out against Alphas, while he was more lenient with Betas.

The bias was so extreme that it often made Alphas feel something absurd.

Bro, who understands? We’re actually being discriminated against based on gender.