Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 232

Chapter 232 The Experts Were Wrong Again

At almost the same time Vivian set down her wrist terminal, Rowan had already delivered a genetic t report to Orion.

The Alpha stood there in a crisp military uniform. He glanced at the report once, then curved his lip faintly.

“Hold it for now.”

“Do we not need to tell Little Master first?”

Rowan put the report away. He was not surprised Orion had chosen to delay the matter.

Meals had to be eaten one bite at a time.

A drowning dog had to be beaten to death in one strike.

The legions were in a critical period of rapid expansion, and the Whitmore family’s secrets ran too de If they pushed too quickly, they might miss key details.

As for Little Master…

No need.”

Orion rubbed his fingertips together.

Before leaving earlier, he had pinched Julian’s cheek.

ulian had bitten him hard for it.

Julian does not care about the Whitmore family. If they had not kept chasing him for profit, he probabl would have forgotten they existed.”

Rowan

When it came to having a big heart, their Little Master truly had no equal

While the Whitmore family was drowning in trouble, Orton’s new announcement caused another wave

He was recruiting wounded veterans back to the battlefield and using the money of frators to the high ranking Omega healers for their treatment

Some imperial military immediately questioned 4t

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mentators psychic scarescarchives and even several sumos Ciega healers

“Everyone knows psychic scampuries are small maner Alpha veterans who retired because of those injuries were declared untreatable by legion rucdical departments before re

was approved

“Exactly Once an unhealing wound forms in the psychic sea It is usually accompanied by problems like a cracked psychic sea core susectoid coxmerosion mabibiy to su on the spirit tony and so on those are nearly impossible to cure

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“I am an A–rank Omega healer, and I have treated quite a few wounded veterans. The experts are no

unreasonable.”

Unfortunately for them, the imperial netizens supporting Orion nearly drove those “experts” insane record time.

Experts, experts. Were you not the same experts who said those five billion people could not be sav

Exactly. If General Ashford says they can be saved, then they can be saved. You are not even treating inyone. Why are you shrieking? Were you reborn from a screaming chicken?]

I do not care. I am one of those five billion, and I support General Ashford with my entire brain turi ›ff.]

Seeing that, certain ambitious schemers hiding in the dark quickly changed tactics.

They began asking what would happen if Orion failed to save these soldiers.

Their goal was simple.

Push the public into insisting that Orion could succeed.

Then, if Orion failed to accomplish this miracle, they could use endless smear campaigns to weaken hi redibility.

After all, a person who had always succeeded only needed to fail once.

People would remember that failure forever.

Then they saw the comments.

If they cannot be cured, then they cannot be cured General Ashford is already trying Sets the resul

side, his heart is in the right place)

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Exactly You people are not treating them either Are you telling me you have no responsibility at all?)

If you care this much, why not donate money to General Ashford too? He is too good I am worried he and the Second and Third Legions have no money to spend !

[Nice try Nobody helped you chase your grand dream, so you decided to sprint toward death yourself Reported You are welcome i

The paid sinicar accoun

This job was probably dead

What were they supposed to do when even they could not bring themselves to write insults against

General Ashford:

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So after one night, several clerks who had paid for smear accounts suddenly became famous.

Yes.

The smear accounts had exposed them online.

No matter how public opinion shifted, Orion’s recruitment statement never changed.

Three mornings later, light rain added a chill to the capital world’s winter.

Moonfall Sanatorium had only just opened its gates when the guards were stunned by the sea of peop outside.

They were all Alphas.

Men and women.

The oldest was not over 150, and most were under 100. Some were even under 60.

n an age where the average human lifespan had already passed 300, they were all Alphas in their prim

But they did not look like normal Alphas.

Most looked worn down, with deep lines between their brows.

They were thin, frail, slow to walk, and their reactions were worse than ordinary Betas.

And the Alphas who could walk were only a small part of them.

Tar more veteran Alphas could no longer stand or move on their own. Their families pushed them in wheelchairs or slowly carried them over on stretchers.

Jnder the cold winter rain, the scene was both cruel and warm.

Cruel, because a hundred years of war had stolen the health ofthese veterans.

They were Alphas, the sex at the top of the pyramid, yet now many could barely stand some were

muddled and unaware of the world

They had fought for the Empire

They had given everything for its people

But they had become sick

Injured

No longer themselves

And yet cruelty came with warmth

None of these Alphas had come alone

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They were accompanied by spouses, children, parents, and even comrades still in service who had requested leave just to bring them here.

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