Jeon Jungkook was once a top student at a prestigious medical university. After years of hard work, endless night duties, and saving every penny, he finally bought a small house of his own. Just when he was ready to remove the formaldehyde smell and move in… He closed his eyes. And when he opened them— He had transmigrated into the body of an omega male university student. His medical license? Gone. His job? Gone. His house? Also gone. To continue his studies and avoid being thrown out by his relatives, Jungkook had no choice but to agree to his uncle’s request— To marry a deceased general in place of his cousin.

Jungkook firmly believed in science. But even he couldn’t help wondering— Had his dead alpha husband turned into a ghost and come back to check on him? So one night, when Major General Kim Taehyung suddenly appeared in the living room— He saw three incense sticks burning. Behind them stood a black-and-white photo of himself. Under the frame was a neat stack of joss paper. And besides it— A sticky note written in Jungkook’s handwriting: “If it’s not enough, leave a message.”

Jungkook hadn’t even finished reading when a bratty young man, who looked no older than a high school student, said beside him,

"..."

"Got it. No need to shout."

"You just said it yourself—it’s nothing more than having a child for a dead man. So why don’t you do it?”

What exactly is different?

[As a medical student, he had always been busy to the point of exhaustion, and he wasn’t unfamiliar with the thought that one day he might drop dead from overwork. But he never imagined it would happen right after renovating his new home—before he even got to live in it for a single day. ]💭

💭**And yet, after his death, he found himself in this world—a world with six genders. Here, there were three main sexes: alpha, beta, and omega, each further divided into male and female. **

“Oh? And then?”

he might look calm on the surface, but inside, he was on the verge of losing it.

(The original owner of this body was an orphan, just like him in his past life—so at least he didn’t have too many attachments in this unfamiliar world. But back then, he had a stable job, a new home, and a car. This body’s original owner, however, had none of those things. )💭

In the modern world, he had been a fully trained emergency doctor. But here, jungguk—no, Jungkook had become a freshman in the design department, barely starting his first year of university. Their names were almost the same. He was “Jeon Jungguk”, while the original owner was “jeon Jungkook” — just a difference in the last character.

If not for the one friend he had, who found him just in time and saved him, he wouldn’t have survived. And now, this person had the audacity to say, “It’s just carrying a dead man’s child”?

Heh ...

Jungkook stuffed his hands into his pockets and leisurely walked around the hospital room, eyeing his so-called cousin.

“What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?”

Replied casually, “I’m talking to you, you little idiot.”

He tucked his hands into his pockets and tilted his head slightly. “I’d advise you to think carefully. Yes, you’re the son of the Fourth Defense Zone commander. But don’t forget—your dear father is still waiting to sell me off so he can curry favor with his superior. If something happens to me, guess who’ll have to take my place? Tell me, who do you think will be laughing then?”

💭 1. Obediently follow Commander Jeon’s arrangements—marry the war hero Kim Taehyung, and use the frozen genetic material left behind before Kim Taehyung’s final battle to continue the Kim family bloodline.

2. Escape

[If the Jeon family were just ordinary people, then option two would clearly be the best choice. ]💭

“First, you’d better apologize to me right now.”

“For setting me up. For slandering me. For pushing me to the point where I would rather die than stay in that disgusting school with you.”

“You can either apologize now, like a civilized person…”

“Or I can make sure everyone in your perfect little social circle finds out exactly how low you had to stoop just to make yourself feel superior.”

"Your choice."

“What, don’t want to?” Jungkook said.

“jeon Felix, don’t forget, the one with a higher compatibility with Kim Taehyung is you. If I just give up on myself and randomly find someone to mark me, do you think the Kim family would still agree to let me go? In the end, it would still be you. Don’t think I wouldn’t dare—I’m not even afraid of death, so what else wouldn’t I dare to do? Or do you want to take a gamble? Gamble on whether Commander Jeon will grit his teeth and give up the chance to impress his superior?”

Jungkook casually rolled up his slightly long sleeves. “You’d better hurry. I don’t have that much patience.”

Jungkook nodded. “That’s right.”

Jungkook said, “Louder, I didn’t hear you.”

Jungkook said, “Alright, take me to see Commander Jeon.”