What's wrong with being a little arrogant in the apocalypse just to support my wife?

Lu Yize's gaze towards the insect changed; this insect truly had a talent for incest.

Ordinary insects are not as clear as he says. At least there are some secrets that were not understood from Noah's memories, but this insect has revealed them all.

It's also possible that his family dotes on him, and he knows more about some things than Noah. He can even give a general idea of ​​how to efficiently extract black crystals.

As for why it's only "probably," it's not that the family is deliberately hiding it; it's simply that this insect is too useless, and they can't remember clearly.

Jiang Yue and Lu Yize exchanged a glance, understood the meaning in his eyes, and stepped forward to use their superpowers, scaring the insect into retreating continuously, its soul even becoming shallower from crying.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Talk to me properly. Just answer my questions. I can speak human language just fine now. Don't tear me to pieces!"

Jiang Yue's supernatural power invaded the pale soul in front of her, and the spirit that was struggling, crying and in a sorry state suddenly lost all sound and movement.

However, Jiang Yue quickly frowned and withdrew her superpower, shaking her head slightly at Lu Yize.

After Jiang Yue withdrew her powers, the insect in front of her seemed to be switched on again, crying and cursing.

"I'm already just a broken soul, and you're still torturing me like this. All you want is the method to purify the black crystal, can't you give me a little time to remember?"

"If you can't infuse your soul with spiritual power, you'll die. I really will perish completely like that woman. That won't do you any good!"

The woman he was muttering about was none other than Cui Yingying. Cui Yingying was indeed dead; even if Cecil, a seventh-order necromancer, came, he couldn't make her continue to cause trouble.

"You have one hour to write down the method for refining black crystal, or else..."

Lu Yize didn't finish his sentence, but the insect with only half a soul left in front of him understood what he meant.

To survive, one must drain one's brain of memories, leaving only half a body tearfully digging into the contents of one's brain, urging one's dead brain to think faster!

On the other side, Hilde stared at the severed lower half of the body before her, exchanging bewildered glances with Cecil and Noah, and an eerie silence fell over the air.

You're saying this is Dylan?

Cecil forced himself to continue, "Well, there was a slight accident. You probably know that among those humans there is a mental zombie who has now reached the fifth level. Fifth-level mental zombies have a certain ability to capture undead creatures in a mental state."

"In addition, this fifth-level zombie's husband is a sixth-level spatial ability user. His mental strength is comparable to yours. We are worried that a head-on confrontation would harm Dylan's other half of his soul, so we can only retreat for the time being."

Cecil's words were a calculated move to manipulate Hilde's feelings about taking care of her brother, but Riva saw right through it.

"You didn't attack because you were worried about Dylan? Cecil, I had no idea you were being so kind?"

She still couldn't shake off her suspicions about Cecil and Noah. Looking at the two insects in front of her, she always felt that they were hiding something unknown.

Her suspicions were correct. Noah and Cecil did not specifically target Lu Yize. If they wanted to, they wouldn't have needed to use such a roundabout method as manipulating Cui Yingying.

They didn't even bother to save a useless insect that was of no use to the family; otherwise, they wouldn't have just pulled back half of its body and run away.

They just wanted to take advantage of these opportunities to mine and refine black crystals, the more the better.

Riva was looking for leverage against the two insects, but Hilde was more focused on her brother himself, and asked, "After the other half of the undead is retrieved, can you guarantee that you can re-fuse him with the current half of his body?"

"Yes, that's not difficult, but the premise is that his spirit cannot be further damaged."

Cecil gave this warning because he didn't want Hilde to get involved so quickly; otherwise, how could he and Noah refine the black crystals right under her nose?

Hilde was quite different from her spoiled, crybaby brother. After a moment's thought, she relaxed her supervision of Noah and Joyce.

“Cecil, the time I gave you before will not be taken back, but I hope that the next time I see the insectoid human, it will still be in this state.”

Upon hearing this, Cecil suppressed the excitement in his eyes and composed himself. "I understand, I know. Next time I will return to you a complete Dylan."

Having received Cecil's assurance, Hilde understood the principle that haste makes waste. Although she was anxious, she had no intention of pushing him too far.

"If you encounter any problems regarding Dylan, contact me immediately. I will handle everything I can. I only care about the final result. Dylan must return to the main planet safely as an undead."

"I see."

Cecil took the half of the undead from Hilde's hands and carefully placed it in a secluded area deep within his own abilities. Cecil glanced at the eyesore of the undead and his expression turned ugly.

"Noah, how long will this situation last? Dylan is really lucky, lucky from the very beginning. Does a bug like Hilde want people like this? That's impossible. It's just for his precious little brother that the whole family is going crazy to mobilize."

Noah glanced at Cecil, who was caught up in his emotions, and knew that although he wasn't stupid, he could still be swayed by his emotions at times.

He explained, "The Insect King has long been disgusted with the Bailey family, and Bailey may not necessarily side with the Insect King unconditionally. Before his strength increases, he should hide what needs to be hidden and be careful what needs to be careful."

Cecil, with a wild energy, didn't feel aggrieved at all after hearing these words; in fact, he felt an inexplicable excitement.

He stared intently at Noah and spoke frankly, “Noah, what you want to do is too difficult. Who knows, one day if things are exposed, you, me, and the families that are helping us will all die without a burial place.”

Noah walked inside without even looking up, only answering Cecil's question before entering the house, "Die without a burial place? Oh, so what?"

Cecil smiled broadly upon receiving the satisfactory answer. "Noah, I never would have guessed. You usually act all innocent, but now you can actually say such things. It seems you have a deep-seated hatred for both your family and mine, wishing them all dead."

Noah's upbringing prevented him from saying anything more offensive. When he possessed Fan Jian's body, he also acquired some rude verbal tics based on Fan Jian's memories.

"Let's go, we need to hurry up with the refining. Hilde will probably be very busy soon, so we need to seize this opportunity."

After Hilder arrived, she was too busy building their own Sky City and managing so many alien races to delve into the unusual things Cecil and the others had said about the undead.