A Scarred Omega [Female Alpha, Male Omega] (ChatGPT Translated)

Chapter 36

◎ Why did we still lose the war? ◎

The winged car moved faster than I had imagined. In just a few blinks of an eye, Lin Qingshu and I arrived at the landing platform of the spiral tower on the opposite side. 

After landing, Lin Qingshu led me directly to a double-sided glass door. The robot at the entrance scanned our eyes for recognition and smoothly let us in. 

I was surprised that we could just walk in. Lin Qingshu turned around and gave me a light smile, saying, "Mu Haichao applied to meet with Mr. Harris, and you have temporary access today." 

Does that mean Mr. Harris wants to see me too? He was the teacher of Bu Huaiyuan before. . . 

I felt a familiar tension. 

The interior decoration of the spiral tower did not have the interstellar technology feel that I had seen outside. The entire hall was covered in translucent platinum, while the walls on both sides of the corridor were a darker reddish-gold, making me a little dizzy. 

Lin Qingshu seemed familiar with the place and led me through the complex corridors, finally stopping in front of a floating ladder. The door of the ladder was tightly closed, and there were two buttons on the pillar next to it, with a circular cavity and a display screen above them. 

He walked over and entered a long string of characters on the display screen, then scanned his pupils again. Only when the screen displayed the green words "verification passed" did he press the open button. 

The door of the floating ladder slowly opened, revealing a very spacious space inside. Lin Qingshu took the lead and stepped in, and I followed him, casually asking, "Do we need such strict verification to meet Mr. Harris?" Not only did we have to go through two iris recognitions, but we also had to enter a password? 

"Mr. Harris holds a high position in this tower, to some extent like a symbol. Many officials in the cabinet and many generals in the military have received his teachings and been deeply influenced by him."  Lin Qingshu gave me a glance, seemingly unsurprised by my question. 

"Even some of the royal heirs have studied under him. Mr. Harris holds a lot of knowledge and secrets, and not everyone can meet him." 

I made a sound of acknowledgement and stared at the wall that was polished to a shine. 

So, Axiu had such a powerful teacher. It seems that they had an extraordinary relationship, and Mr. Harris must have liked him. . . So, does he know about what happened to Bu Huaiyuan back then? If he knew, why didn't he try to save him? And why doesn't Axiu want to come see him?

My mind was preoccupied, and many thoughts about Axiu were swirling around in my head. I even thought about waiting until we arrived to learn more about Axiu from Mr. Harris and see if there was a way to figure out what was bothering him. 

"Are you thinking about your parents?" Lin Qingshu suddenly spoke, his voice sounding particularly abrupt in the quiet space. 

"What?" I reacted for a moment before realizing that even though Mr. Harris was also my parents' teacher, I hadn't thought about them at all. 

I pursed my lips and shook my head." No, I wasn't thinking about them." 

Actually, I didn't seem to care that much about my parents' situation. Even their faces had become blurry in my memory. 

Lin Qingshu didn't say anything else, and I didn't speak up either. The floating platform continued to climb, and after a while, I couldn't tell how long we had been inside. I only vaguely felt that we had ascended to a very high place. Finally, after who knows how much time had passed, the floating platform stopped with a "ding." The sound was crisp and familiar, easily reminding me of when Axiu would cook in the kitchen, carefully placing a timer next to him, meticulously setting the cooking time, and then coming to sit with me in the living room.