Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 322

Chapter 322 The Silent Frequency

Damn it.

They were a little jealous.

Julian alone kept his catlike eyes

wide.

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His gaze swept across Fourfold Forward Base like a pair of searchlights. He inspected worn sections, aging, structures, and unreasonable designs one by one, counting them silently before running calm analysis inhi mind.

At last, he said with no expression, “Hateful. Truly hateful. Those insectoids deserve death for damaging this rogue cultivator’s family property. Kill them. Kill them all.”

Harlan Turner: “…”

Everyone: “…”

General Orion, look at the soldier you raised.

“Does anyone else feel hot?”

Joanna Hale was shoveling lunch into her mouth as she asked Julian and the others, “Maybe I ate too fast. My chest feels irritated. I really want to slap my Walker.”

Across from her, Walker Graves’s mouth twitched.

He suddenly felt that his gentle, adorable Omega might have gone a little insane.

“Now that you mention it, I feel off too.” Fay Quinn, the Beta manufacturer on the seed team, nodded. “Maybe three days of hyperjump travel overloaded us. My head keeps buzzing.”

“Star?”

Caelan immediately looked at Elias.

Elias nodded slightly. “A little. It is not serious, though. I should be fine after resting.”

Imperial Military Academy was not the only school checking on its members.

The same situation had appeared among teams from other academies.

In the Imperial Military Academy League, even the lowest-ranked Alpha was A-rank. S-rank cadets made up roughly one-fifth of the competitors.

Most Alphas felt nothing at first, so their first reaction was to check on the physically weaker Omegas and

Betas.

Once they realized nearly all Omegas had symptoms, and most Betas were affected too, everyone instinctively blamed the hyperjump.

These students were not true front-line soldiers.

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They trained constantly at school, but aside from a few third-year Alphas, most Betas and Omegas had never stepped onto a deep-space battlefield.

Of course…

there was one Beta exception.

Julian had already become famous in the last battle, and he was currently still staring at his family property with the expression of someone who wanted to leave the group and personally inspect every inch of his

land.

So Walker and the others did not ask him.

Julian also had no interest in answering.

Harlan, however, suddenly understood something.

Back then, the Seventh Legion had offered far too little.

Otherwise, how could a money-loving person like Little Master Julian have refused to help them take the blame?

He only dared think that.

He did not dare say it.

No.

He did not even dare keep thinking too much.

One sentence in his heart was enough.

What Harlan did not expect was that after the Omegas and Betas began feeling unwell, some A-rank Alpha cadets soon became abnormal too.

They were not sick.

They were not injured.

They were simply restless.

Agitated.

One that could stimulate the human amygdala and force it into resonance.

“What is going on? Is my terminal broken? That should not be possible.”

‘Harlan scratched his head.

The call had clearly connected, but no voice came from the other side.

Only a shrill electrical screech.

The noise stabbed his ears until he had to hold the terminal away from his head.

He grabbed a nearby soldier and tried that soldier’s terminal instead.

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Only then did he confirm the problem was not his own device.

“All captains, contact your team instructors. See if anyone can get through.”

“Yes!”

The captains tried one after another.

Soon, the replies came back.

“No response. Only noise.”

“Same here.”

“Connection failed.”

Harlan slapped his forehead.

“What the hell?”

While Harlan stood there baffled, the news of Fourfold Forward Base’s communication collapse moved rapidly up the chain of command.

Very soon, it reached Prynn Watson.

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