“…One last piece of advice: when designing mechas, you might want to consider incorporating cold weapons. Don’t underestimate traditional technology. Of course, analyze specific issues as they arise and weigh them yourself.”

The calm and deep voice, with its crisp articulation and a hint of a smile, was soothing to the ears.

In the center of the spacious, circular classroom, bathed in bright, cool-toned lights, stood an elegant and composed figure.

A very young professor.

His short hair, just revealing his ears, looked thick and black, and even from a high vantage point, no parting could be seen.

Wearing a dark green shirt and black pants, his height and proportions were excellent. The top button of his shirt was undone, and his sleeves were rolled up to reveal his beautiful wrist bones. He carried himself with ease and confidence.

In stark contrast, the mecha students in the audience were tense from start to finish, afraid to miss a single word from Professor Chu.

The bell rang, marking the end of another class.

Chu Bai had just finished speaking, turned off the teaching screen, and casually chatted, asking, “Now that the mecha design class is over, all your mecha theory courses should be done. How’s the exam preparation going? How’s your mecha coming along?”

The group of youngsters below were from the 63rd class of the Mecha Manufacturing Department, graduating this year. After today’s class, they would face several major exams and the final mecha assessment.

The students below groaned in agony, “Not well!”

Professor Chu understood, “Your energy levels are quite high; you’re preparing well.”

The students: “…”

Pervert!

“Professor, we’ve almost become part of the general medicine department.”

“Our nerves are stretched to the limit, sob sob.”

“Yeah! Professor Chu, our pheromones are about to go haywire!”

Chu Bai raised an eyebrow, “That tired?”

Everyone nodded vigorously.

So, please, no more exams for mecha design!

Under everyone’s hopeful gazes, Chu Bai flipped through the teaching screen, “Our mecha design exam—”

The entire classroom held its breath, so quiet it was as if no one was there.

The next second, they seemed to see an angelic glow on their mecha idol, as he said, “Let’s skip it.”

Chu Bai closed the screen and said, “I’ll grade based on your usual performance. I suddenly feel like you guys have indeed worked hard.”

The 63rd class mecha students were momentarily stunned before erupting into a wave of declarations of love for Professor Chu.

Some were even moved to the point of tears—

They really had worked hard this past half year, and the professor understood!

Professors at Luoyang Union University have a high degree of freedom. As long as it doesn’t affect teaching, they have absolute freedom to arrange their courses and assessments.

They initially thought that Professor Chu, known for his ruthless teaching, would have all sorts of crazy assessment plans. Who knew that this class would just end like this!

Why did they feel a bit reluctant…

Even though Professor Chu’s teaching seemed indifferent to student survival, they could clearly feel the knowledge seeping into their brains, and they could see hope for the future.

This complex, happy atmosphere persisted until someone loudly asked, “Professor Chu, are you the one adjusting the assessment data for the graduation exam?”

The mecha assessment is the final program for the Mecha Manufacturing Department’s graduation, testing the performance of the students’ mechas. The assessment data varies each year to prevent students from building mechas specifically for the test.

Each year, there’s a chief examiner for the assessment, usually the most qualified professor in the Mecha Manufacturing Department. However, since the dean and Professor Chen were conducting research on other planets, the next in line… Originally, it was Professor Luca, but their new Professor Chu had even better credentials. This semester, the school’s website update placed his introduction above Professor Luca’s.

Finally, the question they wanted to ask. Chu Bai looked approvingly at the student who asked, a smile forming on his lips, “Yes, I’ll be designing this year’s assessment model.”

The graduation assessment is much more challenging than the final exam.

Professor Chu’s appearance was striking, and when expressionless, he seemed cold and distant. But when he suddenly smiled, it was almost enchanting.

Everyone was momentarily mesmerized by his top-tier beauty, but only for a moment. Once they snapped out of it, all their feelings of gratitude vanished completely.

So the design class exam directly evolved into the graduation assessment.

Damn! Professor Chu is doing the graduation assessment!

Pervert!

No one said it out loud, but it was almost tangible.

Chu Bai lazily propped himself on the lectern with one hand, deliberately asking, “Happy?”

The students, feeling aggrieved, muttered, “Happy—”

After a long pause, a defeated voice quietly said, “Professor, for the sake of our first time making a mecha, can you leave us in one piece…”

The scene of their virtual assignment mechas being smashed to bits by Professor Chu was still vivid in their minds.

“Of course.” Chu Bai was satisfied, speaking kindly and reciprocally, “For the sake of my first time as an examiner, perform a little better.”

The mecha students: “…”

Professor Chu smiled gently, his scholarly demeanor deceiving every unsuspecting person at Luo Lian for ages.

Professor Chu was beautiful, whether it was the lines of his body accentuated by his clothes or his face, all objectively beautiful.

His skin was very fair, healthily pale, with delicate eyebrows and thin eyelids. His eyes were a light shade, partially hidden by impossibly long lashes, with a high nose bridge, lips a rosy red, and a slight curve at the corners of his mouth, as if meticulously crafted by Nuwa, perfectly balanced in every detail.

His looks were so exquisite that they were almost an aesthetic correctness, yet not devoid of gender. The distinct facial bone structure and overall aura balanced the lushness, clearly marking him as an Alpha more beautiful than any Omega.

Teachers and students from other departments at Luo Lian often judged by appearance, not only updating confession posts on the school network daily but also flooding the mecha students’ clarification posts with “Don’t spread rumors, don’t believe rumors.”

Others felt a sense of affection for such a beauty as Professor Chu, but the 63 mecha students: felt bitter inside.

Every day was so bitter.

Graduation was even more bitter.

Surrounded by students overwhelmed with bitterness, they crowded around Professor Chu, eager to ask questions, partly to probe for information, partly because they genuinely didn’t understand.

Student inquiries were only natural.

Chu Bai managed to extricate himself from the last class by two in the afternoon. The first thing he did upon leaving was to order food from the AI Butler.

With the semester-long cycle of revenge with the little rascals finally over, and the rest being his one-sided massacre, Chu Bai decided to celebrate by having the AI make a bunch of snacks.

All the ones he missed from his previous work.

Steamed dumplings, spicy hot pot, pork patties, sweet soup…

The AI’s culinary system was something he had spent a fortune customizing, and it was the first time it received so many requests, causing a continuous clatter of pots and pans in the kitchen.

Chu Bai leaned against the kitchen door, feeling that this was the retirement life he had worked for.

Although his initial plan was to slack off in teaching, now the teaching was a bit more troublesome. But seeing a couple of those little rascals struggle and suffer for their studies, he still felt gratified.

After all, his ability to become the so-called Alpha he was now was somewhat related to those two.

Chu Bai used to be just an ordinary researcher.

He was stationed on Fei Xing, a desolate yet resource-rich first-class research star, responsible for the planet’s warship project. After several years, he had the qualifications and achievements, and was looking forward to returning to the planet to comfortably enjoy the rest of his life. However, an accident occurred on the way back.

The scene at that time was still vivid in his mind.

After browsing through the new files received on his light brain, he took a break, and when he opened his eyes again, he was greeted by a service robot with a proper smile, its warm voice saying, “Professor Chu Bai, welcome to Central Military Academy.”

It was a bit of an old-fashioned movie trope, transmigration into a book.

Before Chu Bai personally transmigrated into this world, he never believed it could actually happen.

Yet the reality was that he transmigrated into the file he had browsed before resting, which was mistakenly sent by one of his graduate students. The content was a half-finished, unpublished ABO male-male romance novel, using “Chu Bai” as the prototype.

The content of the romance novel was naturally about romance. “Chu Bai” was an Alpha who, after marrying an Omega with a 100% pheromone match, Nian Keyi, fell in love after marriage, spending half the book in sweet daily life. The story was halfway through.

Chu Bai had just cheated.

Regarding the plot divergence, the graduate student argued, while the original author noted: “Don’t you think Professor Chu has an unrestrained aura, like a beast that can casually break out of a beautiful cage, quietly lurking only because he finds it interesting, purely for fun? So I think it’s reasonable for him to calmly and self-controlledly have relations with non-partners if the other person is interesting…”

Chu Bai was surprised by her keen insight into human nature and was grateful that she wrote it, allowing “Chu Bai” to be so similar to himself, enabling his life in the parallel world to remain almost unchanged.

The capital star’s environment was stable and comfortable, life was well-arranged, and teaching was simple. The retirement life was not bad.

It’s just that when he saw the names of the graduate student and his girlfriend on the 63rd class student roster, he immediately raised the course difficulty.

Professor Chu taught only one major lesson this semester: Don’t use your own name as an NPC.

The novel’s story background, aside from the highly fantastical setting of the interstellar Luoyang Union Federation and ABO six genders, didn’t completely detach from reality.

Moreover, the main character “Chu Bai” almost completely replicated himself, whether in temperament or experience—both were heads of research stars, with the story beginning as they returned from a research star to the capital star to teach. The only difference was the major, which changed from warships to mechas.

The idea of returning to the planet as a professor was something Chu Bai had casually mentioned to his graduate students, which might have been borrowed. He had minored in mechas during his undergraduate years, so teaching mechas wasn’t difficult.

In these respects, the parallel universe wasn’t bad.

What Chu Bai found lacking was:

First, the not-so-scientific ABO genders, but due to the unique worldview of the parallel universe and the existence of 100% pheromone match Omegas, it became tolerable.

Second, the half-book image that glowed in his mind. Based on his experience over the past six months, he guessed that once he completed the original book’s plot, it would dissipate. As for what happens after it dissipates—

It might be fully integrated into the parallel world, or he might return, or perhaps even die.

Who knows.

He just didn’t like the uncertainty of a ticking time bomb, so he wanted it to dissipate first.

He had already arranged a marriage contract with the Omega named Nian Keyi.

When he first learned about ABO, he tried uploading a pheromone sample and quickly received a 100% match reply from the marriage center. However, the Omega wasn’t on Luo Star, and he had met with the Omega’s fathers a few times, quickly finalizing the marriage contract.

A 100% match is an extremely rare value in this world, almost like destined partners.

So even though he hadn’t met Nian Keyi yet, the book in his mind had already dissipated by one-sixth.

The “marriage first, love later” part.

The “marriage first” was approaching.

The criteria for judging the plot’s progression were incredibly simple. As for the “love later” part… things like passionate entanglements in bed? Kisses and protection? Heartfelt confessions late at night?

Recalling those intimate and romantic scenes in the book, Chu Bai paused slightly while holding his chopsticks, then smiled.

The curve of his lips added a touch of interest to his beautiful face, but upon closer inspection, there was a hint of indifference in his light-colored eyes, as if everything was fleeting.

People often refer to whispers of love and sweet words as love, some believing it exists in every moment, others only in a single moment.

For someone like him, who possessed both weary, numb nerves and intense, fluctuating emotions, walking the path of romance was an easy and interesting endeavor.

He was eagerly anticipating it.