Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

Dozens of photos were piled up and thrown in front of Colin.

There were too many of them; some were scattered around the bed, and some had fallen to the ground. In the photo, the female insect with her eyes gouged out was facing the camera, two bloody holes deep enough to expose bone, recklessly piercing Colin's eyes.

“Colin, look at them. Do they look familiar?” Morris’s eyes flashed with a sharp glint. “Among them are female soldiers from your legion. They went to the battlefield with you, and this is what happened to them when they came back.”

Colin was somewhat stunned. He picked up the photos in front of him and flipped through them one by one. He started slowly, but the further he went, the more rapid his breathing became, and the photos rustled as he turned them.

The female insects in each photo have a different face. After they die, all their useful organs are taken away, and those parts that resemble Ryan's—eyes, ears, nose, fingers—are either gouged out or chopped up.

Colin's gaze lingered on one of the photos. The female insect in the photo had her ears cut off, gray hair, silver eyes, pale lips, and an obvious youthful appearance.

This was a young female soldier who had followed him back from the battlefield; Colin remembered her.

This child always charged ahead on the battlefield. He was seriously wounded in the last battle and was forced to retreat from the front lines.

Colin later learned that his family was in debt. The only way for a female soldier to earn bonuses in the military was through military merit. He had served for three years, two of which were spent clearing out alien beasts on the desolate planet.

Colin felt sorry for the child. He paid off the debts for him and often took him out to gain experience.

Because Colin had been in contact with him too frequently for a period of time, Sean also learned about him.

Sean also found out about him...

Colin felt a chill run to his very bones. He stared at the photo in his hand, his eyes bloodshot, which stung his pupils.

The female soldiers he had personally trained ultimately lost their lives because of him.

“…Maurice, I don’t know why I’m like this.” Colin closed his eyes, his brows furrowed, his face showing an indescribable pain and resentment. “After my father died, I was on the run… I ran for a long time, until I was exhausted. Sean gave me a bowl of water at that time.”

Morris leaned back in his chair and looked at him.

Colin's lips trembled. After a long while, he finally managed to rummage through his almost blank mind and utter a sentence: "...to repay a life-saving debt with one's body."

Morris: "..."

"Is that so? Then why did you run away when Sean wanted to strangle you?" Morris curled his lips into a sneer, his eyes turning cold as he continued, "You should have let him kill you."

Colin sat on the bed. His pure blue eyes flickered, and the complex memories of the past flashed before his eyes, causing a sharp pain in his mind.

"...Maurice, why did you choose Adrian?" Colin looked up, staring intently at Maurice, and suddenly laughed. "Aren't you just like me?"

After Maurice was injured in his right eye, the Insect Emperor planned to marry him off to a male insect of a higher rank. Initially, the choice of male insect was uncertain; it was Maurice who proactively suggested that Adrian become his lord.

In Colin's view, Morris was beyond redemption to have a male insect who was still pursuing other females become his master.

“It’s different. I know what I’m doing. Do you know what you’re doing?” Morris approached Colin, picking up the photos one by one, and lowered his voice. “Adrian is not like Sean.”

Colin chuckled as if he had heard something amusing, and remained silent.

Adrian and Sean are similar yet different. But in Colin's opinion, it's not entirely true that Adrian's mind is entirely pure.

“I know what you’re going to say.” Morris glanced at Colin, casually folded the photos and placed them aside, and continued, “He definitely has problems. He has a bad temper, is calculating, and is a drama queen. Taking care of him is the most troublesome thing.”

“But I’m not that great either.” Morris lowered his eyes. “I knew he was like this from the beginning, and I liked him just the way he was. But what is Sean like? Do you really know?”

Colin unconsciously clenched the photo in his hand: "I..."

Footsteps approached from outside the door. The sound wasn't loud, but the female soldier had sharp hearing. Colin and Morris exchanged a glance and wisely kept quiet.

A few seconds later, the room door was pushed open without warning.

Adrian stood in the doorway, his white hair brushing against his ears, his long, narrow green eyes darting into the room like a hawk's. His expression remained unchanged, but he appeared inexplicably gloomy as he stared at the two female insects inside.

“How much longer are you going to stay in there? If you have anything to say, come out!” Adrian frowned, his gaze sweeping over Colin, his displeasure growing. “Hurry up.”

Morris stood up, and just as he reached the door, Adrian pulled him out of the room.

"Do you know what time it is? It's almost midnight! Do you even remember me?" Adrian locked the door and stuffed all the keys into his pocket.

Morris glanced at the empty table below and understood the situation: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I thought you would have the little robot cook for you."

Adrian's eyes widened: "Huh? I bought this robot so you could be lazy? You're really getting more and more outrageous."

Morris: "..."

"My lord, I'm preparing lunch for you now. What would you like to eat?"

Adrian's anger hadn't subsided. After a moment of displeasure, he rattled off a few dish names.

“Okay.” Morris kissed his cheek. “Give me ten minutes.”

After he finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the kitchen. Adrian stopped at the top of the stairs, glanced upstairs, and then looked away.

Colin was still in the same room.

After Morris left, Colin picked up the photos again and flipped through them. He memorized the appearance of the dozens of female insects and the various circumstances of their deaths.

He seemed to feel the pain spreading from the photograph. The brown scars around his neck throbbed, a reminder of what he had recently experienced.

[Colin...]

Colin heard the faint buzzing of flies beside him, but he remained motionless against the wall like a statue, not even glancing to the side.

The pink ball's body shrank by more than half, and the numbers on its data plates continued to decline, eventually reaching single digits.

[Colin, I'm sorry. I couldn't be with you, Sean...]

"You mean to say he loves me, right?" Colin suddenly stopped flipping through the photos, tilted his head back, and exposed the ugly scar around his neck.

[I……]

The pink ball floated in the air. During this time, it had been imprisoned in a cage and, in the process of constantly crashing, it had also begun to have doubts about certain things.

He didn't love it because he was content with his life, so he could imprison it so recklessly. Similarly... Sean didn't love Colin either, so he could do whatever he wanted to Colin, and even wanted to kill him to eliminate any future trouble.

“Xiao Ai, you don’t understand anything.” Colin lowered his head, his affection level dropping a little further to an extremely low three.

Colin closed his eyes, his face calm, but his tone held a hint of impatience: "Get lost."