Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Year 3065 in the Interstellar Era.

Emperor Star.

A massive home planet with countless affiliated worlds orbiting around it.

On this planet, gender wasn't solely divided into male and female; there was another classification known as "Receivers."

Receivers were the only ones capable of carrying a pregnancy in the galaxy, essential for the continuation of bloodlines. Only a tiny fraction of the population would develop into this group.

Despite Emperor Star's substantial population, the birth rate remained relatively low. This was because the likelihood of a Receiver's pregnancy was determined by compatibility. The higher the compatibility with their partner, the more likely they would conceive and give birth. Conversely, lower compatibility decreased the chances.

In daily life, Receivers enjoyed equal human rights as others. The only exception was that if they hadn't formed a bond by the age of twenty-five, they would be matched by the system with a suitable partner.

This measure was implemented to boost the empire's fertility rate.

Why was Lu Wei so well-informed about this?

Not merely due to the scientific explanations he'd come across since his transmigration, but also because of him...

Damn, it's the receptive partner.

And wouldn't you know it, he happens to be twenty-five years old.

Transcending to this planet as an Earthling is one thing, but ending up as a "receiver" is quite another.

He, a male, yet capable of bearing a child.

The bold, crimson characters "Unborne" on the bracelet pierced through Lu Wei's eyes.

Ministry of Civil Affairs.

Recipient Marriage Counseling Division.

—An institution specifically established to address issues faced by recipients.

The receptionist girl smiled and said, "Mr. Lu Wei, is there anything else you'd like to inquire about?"

Lu Wei drew in a sharp breath. "But I'm still in my own body, how can I possibly get pregnant?"

He was absolutely certain that on Earth, he was 100% male. There was no reason his male body would suddenly be capable of bearing children just because he was in a different environment, right?

The receptionist replied, "It's possible, yes~"

"Dear," she added.

Through the glass window, the receptionist watched as the handsome gentleman's complexion shifted from rosy to pale, then to a shade of purple.

"You might have missed some biology classes back then. It's quite common for male receptors here to become pregnant and give birth~"

Lu Wei clenched his fists, a stampede of thoughts racing through his mind.

But damn it, he was an Earthling!

The receptionist maintained her gentle smile, her gaze seemingly conveying: It's alright, skipping biology class is normal. Who didn't do it when they were young?

Citizens of the Empire are educated from a young age to show love and respect to their partners, for these individuals contribute to the empire's fertility rate.

"Beep-beep-"

The information of Lu Wei's assigned partner appeared on his Star Network bracelet.

"Name: Herman, Age: 30..."

Lu Wei glanced over it briefly. The man seemed utterly ordinary, from his appearance to his background and life experiences – a typical hardworking drone in society.

His assigned partner was another man!

A male!

"..." A certain vulgar expression came to mind, but he hesitated to voice it.

Pinching his philtrum, Lu Wei asked, "Um, can I decline this assigned partner?"

The consulting assistant replied, "Of course you can!"

Before Lu Wei could savor the joy, his sister continued, "As long as you find a partner who is stronger and more compatible than the assigned one before the engagement period ends, you can transfer your registration!"

Lu Wei's expression turned sour.

It was as if not getting married was a death sentence.

—Indeed, it seemed to be.

This dog planet indeed lacked newborns, and it appeared that receptacles who refused to marry would face legal consequences.

Rubbing his hands together in anticipation, Lu Wei asked hopefully, "What if someone refuses to marry?"

The information consultant was in the middle of inputting data and casually replied, "Compulsory marriage will be enforced. If you flee from marriage, there's a minimum sentence of thirty years and four months."

Lu Wei's smile faded.

The laws on your planet are really no different from a joke.

The consultant glanced at Lu Wei's information and frowned slightly. "However, it might be challenging for you to find a stronger partner."

Lu Wei inquired gently, "Why is that?"

The screen displayed Lu Wei's profile picture and name, followed by a prominent line of text:

Compatibility for reproduction: 0.00000001%.

The consultation attendant explained, "Your compatibility rate is only 0.00000001%. In the Empire, there are hardly any fertile partners who would be a match for you. That's why you've been assigned a partner with average traits."

Average meant high tolerance for errors – if no suitable match could be found, the one with the highest tolerance would be chosen.

Hope flickered in Lu Wei's eyes. "So, does that mean my chances of pregnancy are point zero zero... very low, overall?"

Seeing Lu Wei tilt his head in confusion, the attendant began to enlighten him. "That's correct. The higher the compatibility, the more likely you'll be matched with a suitable partner, and the easier it will be to conceive. With a low compatibility, you'd have to find the perfect match to have any chance at all."

Calling over several colleagues, they all marveled at the abysmally low compatibility rate. "We've never seen such a low number before. It's possible that there's only one person in the entire Empire... or maybe even none who could make you pregnant."

Lu Wei clasped his hands together, expressing gratitude. "Thankful."

All those years of doing good deeds had not been in vain. He had never crushed instant noodles at the supermarket, nor carelessly dug into the displayed rice with dirty hands.

This was the retribution that befell him, Lu Wei!

A 0.00000001% chance, rounded up, was practically nonexistent!

The consultant sister, empathizing with the recipient's emotions, sighed. "Don't be too disheartened. Even this slim chance doesn't mean it's impossible. Have faith that a baby will surely grow in your womb, perhaps even a very rare set of twins in the Empire, bringing you double the luck!"

Lu Wei felt like retorting, but seeing that the consultant had no ill intentions, he forcefully held back his words.

The consultant sister handed Lu Wei a large stack of promotional brochures.

"Low Compatibility? No Problem, Three Tips to Conceive Your Baby"

"Bedroom Matters Matter Too ~ A Lifetime Fertility Guide for You!"

"Master These Thirty-Six Preconception Techniques and Earn the Title of Perfect Partner and Mother"

Lu Wei: "......."

Damn.

The innocent-eyed consultant sister sincerely blessed him, "Wishing you a happy pregnancy~"

Consultant Sister: "Dear~"

Lu Wei left the consultation area and took care of business at the civil affairs bureau.

While washing his hands, he glanced at himself in the mirror.

It was still his own reflection.

But he couldn't bring himself to smile.

Perhaps due to hunger, Lu Wei caught a whiff of an aroma.

Yet, it was slightly different from the scent of food.

It didn't stimulate his surface-level appetite but something deeper within him.

The scent left him slightly dazed.

Lu Wei had intended to leave the area, but now his steps seemed to have a mind of their own, gradually drawing him closer to that alluring scent.

The Omega Marriage Counseling Center.

The consultant slapped her forehead. "Oh, I forgot to mention something to Mr. Lu Wei...but never mind."

The lower the compatibility, the more likely one would lose reason and fall into impassioned desire when encountering their fated partner.

It was commonly referred to as being in heat.

However, with Mr. Lu Wei's abysmally low compatibility rate, it would be challenging for him to find a partner anytime soon. Remind him again next time, she thought to herself.

"Just imagine if he really did come across someone. Mr. Lu would have quite the experience," the young woman mused, quickly dismissing the matter from her mind.

That was a compatibility rate of only 0.00000001%!

Lu Wei floated along, lifting his head for a glance.

There were still dozens of floors above the Civil Affairs Bureau. He wondered if there were any other areas besides the public service facilities.

Unable to resist, he stepped into the elevator and rode it upward.

A compelling impulse led the way forward.

Lu Wei leaned against the cool elevator, feeling the chill seeping through his clothes, slightly alleviating his inner heat.

Following the scent to its source revealed a masculine silhouette.

But in Lu Wei's eyes, this wasn't a man; it was a roasted duck or a braised chicken.

His intuition warned him of danger.

Yet, the scent was incredibly alluring.

The man loomed over him, gazing down, "Did you use a sedative?"

Still captivated by the scent, Lu Wei merely sniffed, not bothering to respond.

As he drew closer, the king detected an even more enchanting aroma.

Uncommonly, it was a scent he didn't dislike, emanating from the young man.

It was so rich that it verged on being cloyingly alluring.

This could only mean one thing — rutting.

But almost no one in the royal lineage experienced such a phase, for their powerful bloodlines demanded exceptionally high compatibility from their mates.

He had never gone through a rut before.

After a moment, Lu Wei lifted his gaze and asked, "Why are you being hostile?"

The king couldn't quite explain why he hesitated.

Lu Wei donned a fierce expression. "Shut up."

The renowned ruler of the galaxy wore an absurd yet somewhat novelty-filled expression for the first time after being intimidated.

The king asked, "You have no idea who I am?"

When Lu Wei was on Earth, he was an intern who never got a permanent position before being "optimized" by the company. After two years of societal pressure to secure a stable job, he finally passed the civil service exam, only to be transmigrated to an alien planet in the blink of an eye.

He even ended up as a unique species capable of bearing offspring.

His resentment was now greater than that of any dog.

"Who are you? Can you give me back my civil servant position during the probationary period?" Lu Wei grumbled.

The king replied with intrigued interest, "In theory, I can give you anything."

With his head still dizzy, Lu Wei scoffed, "Are you an emperor?"

The man nodded sincerely.

That amused the Earthling.

The aura of joy exuding from him became even more sugary.

The king's gaze darkened. "But there's not much good in it. I have to watch clowns perform their antics all day long."

Lu Wei's mind was somewhat foggy, but he vaguely recalled that this planet had a tradition of loving to work.

Due to the eccentric monarch's lead, the people on this planet almost regarded contributing to the Empire as their inherent duty.

But...

Lu Wei chuckled sarcastically. "You should be grateful just to have a job. Don't be unappreciative. If you don't want it, I'll take it. There are plenty who would jump at the chance to work."

He had worked for free for half a year only to be eventually fired. Damn it!

The monarch: "...."

Lu Wei saw the man smiling.

What the hell was he smiling about?

The man, supporting his chin, laughed and said, "Then take a seat here."

Even in his dazed state, Lu Wei didn't forget to retort, "Sure, if you don't want it, there are plenty who do."

If anyone were to overhear Lu Wei's disrespectful words, they might faint on the spot.

To dare discuss rebellion right before the monarch's eyes, he must have the audacity of eight leopards!

Lu Wei felt his head grow increasingly dizzy, as if stuffed with cotton.

It was scorching hot.

Lu Wei paused in unbuttoning his shirt.

The man looked down and noticed that the thread had caught on the edge of the button, causing it to be firmly stuck.

Lu Wei muttered, "Damn."

With such a miserable life, even a simple button was beyond his grasp.

The king observed as the man alternated between crawling on the ground and banging his head.

For the first time, he felt that someone was more mentally disoriented than himself.

Yet, it was well-known that he was mentally chaotic and unpredictable across the galaxy.

He had encountered his match.

But it was going off the rails.

The scents became richer, intertwining with each other.

Being held in the arms of that person, with his hands clasped behind his back in a submissive position,

It was an entirely new experience.

Lu Wei gradually realized what was happening.

Damn, he got topped by a man.

Well, screw this crazy world, let it be as it may.

Let it blow up.

Well then.