Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213 Break the Cocoon

At that moment, Orion had only one wish.

He genuinely hoped his foolish older brother and those ambitious players could pull it off

Power was a game for the people at the top.

What had ordinary citizens done wrong?

If the crisis could be solved, Orion did not care who took charge.

For a short while, the plan seemed to work.

Public panic eased. The extreme rhetoric on StarNet dropped rapidly, and by the next day, when Helen’s team arrived on Campbell and began treating parasitized patients, those voices had almost disappeared.

Orion stayed at Moonfall and stopped interfering with headquarters for the time being.

Prince Harold, parliament, and the imperial lords took control.

Public sentiment settled.

Everything appeared to be improving.

Unfortunately, peace lasted only a few days.

On the morning of the third day after the healer team reached Campbell, violence against Omegas erupted without warning.

Terrorists had slipped into the crowd of parasitized patients.

Or perhaps they had been parasitized patients themselves.

The difference was that they worshiped the insectoid god and longed for coexistence with the insectoids.

To them, Omegas were demons who destroyed that coexistence.

So they launched frenzied suicide attacks on the Omegas providing treatment.

“The terrorist attack has so far resulted in twenty-one Omega/deaths and sixteen severe injuries. Lord Helen has withdrawn from Campbell with the healer team. Campbell may now face a future where no Omega is willing to provide aid.”

The news alert appeared almost at the same time as a call from headquarters.

They wanted Orion back to take charge.

Or, to put it more honestly, they wanted him back to clean up the mess.

Orion looked at the incoming call in silence, considering it.

Then a hand reached over and rejected it for him.

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The other side called again.

That hand rejected it again.

They called again.

Julian: “!”

How dare they.

Then Orion’s wrist terminal was no longer in Orion’s hand.

Orion: “…”

News of the Royal Healer Corps being attacked and multiple Omegas dying tore across StarNet like wildfire.

Extreme voices revived almost instantly.

Some cursed the traitors and said humanity was doomed.

Some asked what coexistence with insectoids even felt like, and why anyone would chase it so desperately that they would throw their lives away.

And some turned their hatred toward Omegas, claiming Omegas deserved to die because they were born arrogant, looked down on everyone else, and were nothing but toys kept by upper-class Alphas.

That third kind of statement triggered the fastest spread.

Many Betas and even Alphas from marginal planets began posting one after another.

[So what if Omegas are rare? Rare means noble now? Why should they get all those resources while Betas like us live hand to mouth?]

[Honestly, Omegas should all be locked up. Let Alphas rotate pairing with them. Then everyone gets one.]

[They only cling to power. All of them stay around the capital and the rich planets. What about the rest of us? Maybe what happened this time was karma.]

The momentum looked guided.

Soon, the grief over the dead Omegas was drowned out.

In its place came a swarm of garbage hiding behind the network, trying to divide Omegas, possess them, strip them of personhood, and inflame every existing conflict.

A backlash like that naturally forced some Omegas to speak up.

[If you think Omegas should be locked up, why should Omegas save you?]

[We risked our lives to support other planets. We suffered massive casualties, and now we are being attacked online too. Why should we continue?]

[I am withdrawing from the Royal Healer Corps.]

Once Omegas began making statements, the people who needed Omega tr

panked

So they turned around and started attacking the trash from earlier, defending Omega rights, and praeg Orfickas as noble and selfless.

But no amount of fighting online changed the dead and injured.

No amount of arguing stopped the number of parasitized patients from rising by the minute,

The treatment system the Empire had built around Omegas was collapsing at a speed no one had imagined

On one side were Omegas, already too few, now dead, injured, slandered, misunderstood, and objectified.

Many of them had begun resisting the idea of supporting other planets.

On the other side, the infected population was climbing explosively.

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