A Beta Who Was Courted Crazily for Love (Translated)

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Black Vault

The Black Vault looked like an elliptical ball, coated in a cold, sharp silver-gray, reflecting dazzling light under the sunlight. The special metal explosion-proof door in the center slowly opened, emitting a dull sound.

Thud—thud—

The Black Vault was a sealed space, with very few moving things or breathing beings aside from patrolling robots and personnel on specific posts.

It was so quiet here that even the slightest noise could be easily detected, with red warning lights scanning constantly.

The long, dim, narrow corridor was made of heavy space steel, which could rebound gravity when struck. The external special structure could withstand ten times the heavy limit of space steel, as long as it was not subjected to continuous, concentrated attacks of the same magnitude.

"......Ha...... Don't waste your efforts on me......" The bloody, face-hidden Alpha sneered coldly, his voice harsh and unpleasant. "......Don't even think......"

"Ah ah ah!!!" The chains binding his limbs were electrified, and he couldn't help but scream, writhing like a fish on the verge of death, his face contorted and twisted, trembling all over.

The Alpha gasped heavily, his eyes bulging with bloodshot veins, staring fiercely at the floor, his battered arms struggling, the blue veins swelling and throbbing.

"You...... won't find out...... anything!!!" His neck tensed, the thin skin stretched to the limit, red like it had been seared with iron, veins pulsing.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Alpha slammed his body against the iron wall, the chains clinking. Perhaps thinking that the opponent's methods were insufficient, he raised his head high, laughing sinisterly, his eyes full of mockery.

"......Keep going!!! A bunch of...... dog-bred trash...... you're not even worthy of...... the great Resurrector......" He said intermittently, somewhat incoherently. "......Oh, and you've even called...... that cripple of yours......"

"......An Alpha...... who can't even walk...... truly, truly disgraceful to Alpha...... If I were you, I'd have already committed suicide...... looking like a little Omega...... Yu family's position...... the council's...... Haha...... all relied on you sleeping your way up, haha......" The Alpha sneered, sweat streaming down his forehead, the voltage of the high-pressure electricity increasing with his words, eventually maxing out.

Yu Qingyan observed coldly for a long time, remaining unmoved by Alpha's foul-mouthed insults. His gaze was indifferent, as if he were looking at a dead object.

Meanwhile, Darche, the person in charge of Black Vault standing nearby, was so frightened that he was sweating coldly, his hands and feet weak. He wished he could rush over and knock out the blabbering Alpha.

Shaking, he knelt down, pressing his forehead against the icy, chilling floor. His black uniform cap shifted forward, exposing his bald head, which shone brightly from half-baldness. "M-Master, this N93 keeps talking arrogantly and recklessly. Even though we've tried extreme measures multiple times..."

"Is that so? I didn't notice. He seems quite energetic to me," Yu Qingyan said flatly, "I suppose you all have been holding back."

Darche swallowed hard, feeling close to tears. It was clear that this N93 was too resilient, with an extraordinarily high tolerance for torture tools and a rather arrogant and domineering demeanor. The thought of what the N93 had just said made him tremble even more, fearing that the master might transfer his anger onto him, or worse, accuse him of "deliberate leniency."