Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

It was past midnight when it ended.

Ultimately, depth labeling was not achieved, and Adrian only retaliated by making several temporary labels.

Morris's neck markings are black and gold, winding down his spine and even reaching his lower back.

After the temporary marking, the color of Morris's insect pattern darkened slightly, suggesting a certain degree of relief. But overall, the radiance remained, like a black and gold totem that flickered from time to time, with occasional flashes of gold, but ultimately it could not achieve the effect of a depth mark.

Depth marking involves the reproductive cavity. Only with depth marking will the color of the worm pattern on Morris's back completely darken.

Adrian was somewhat depressed. He was wrapped in the blanket, his back to Maurice, silent. His gaze was hesitant, circling around before finally settling on the person who was clinging to life.

The creature, Gouqiechoingsheng, watched with great interest from above. It clicked its tongue twice and removed all the mosaic on the system screen.

It knew what Adrian wanted to ask and said directly, "Adrian, according to my test data, your Yang energy value is 250, and Morris's is. If you want to deeply mark him, well... you need to reach at least half of his level, which is..."

Adrian: "..."

He looked up at the cowardly survivor, paused for a few seconds, and shamelessly said, "Can't you lend me a little?"

To live a life of ignominy: "..."

It hadn't even asked Adrian for any Yang energy points, yet Adrian was asking it for them instead?

"I'm sorry, but my Yang energy level is lower than yours. I suggest you train to improve it yourself."

Adrian: "How do I train to improve?"

The data on the sphere, which was barely surviving, jumped around and finally revealed two simple and clear English letters: "do".

Adrian: "...?"

"Since you're my host, I can reluctantly pass on some experience to you." It coughed twice, then changed its voice to a deep male tone and said seriously.

"My previous host only had 10 yang energy points, but through his own efforts and continuous actions, he successfully transferred yang energy points from the protagonist. The two of them cooperated and achieved a win-win situation, and my previous host quickly evolved from 10 to 1000. He only took less than twenty days to achieve this progress."

Adrian was very surprised: "Really?"

"Of course." It said, then checked Adrian's yang energy level again and said, "Your level is now 258."

Adrian: "!!!"

He turned over and took Maurice's hand, making him hug his body.

“Maurice, I will not divorce you, don’t even think about it.” Adrian buried his face in Maurice’s chest, his breath warm against Maurice’s skin as he spoke, sending a shiver down his spine. “Let’s keep marking each other like this, once a day, and it will continue like this forever.”

Once a day...

The male insects are exceptionally weak in both body and mind. The energy required for them to mark the female insects is enormous, and countless male insects die suddenly in bed because of the marking process.

Therefore, although most male insects will marry countless females, the number of female insects suffering from mental disorders is still rising.

These cowardly and suicidal males would never frequently engage in such dangerous acts as marking. They marry large numbers of females only for the purpose of torturing, beating, and amusement.

But Adrian actually wanted to have sex with him once a day.

Morris's heart pounded, and he couldn't help but want to hold Adrian's body tightly, but in the end he suppressed his emotions and didn't move.

"My lord, please don't do this," Morris said in a hoarse voice after a long silence.

Adrian heard the suppressed tremor and humiliation in his voice, and sneered, "I can do whatever I want. When did it become your place to speak?"

Upon hearing this, Morris wisely remained silent. He stiffened for a few seconds before raising his hand to touch Adrian's warm body.

Morris's fingers lingered on his skin for a moment before quickly moving away and placing them on another, cold surface.

It was the early hours of the morning, and the February temperature was dropping, with the cold intensifying. "Hidden Survival" floated in the air for a moment, and as the sunlight streamed through the curtains, the value on its red ball panel decreased by one day.

When Adrian woke up, he was still a little dazed. He lay in bed with heavy eyelids, squinting and frowning at the blank color on the wall.

This was not the palace where he had lived before. The walls around the room were bare, without any royal totems or the exquisite lanterns hanging in layers of crystal.

"My lord, breakfast is ready for you. May I come in?"

Morris's voice sounded from outside the door. Adrian's nerves skipped a beat; he scrambled out of bed and instinctively covered his face with his hands. The flesh was warm, the skin still intact.

Adrian breathed a sigh of relief, drew back the curtains, and said, "Come in."

Morris opened the door only after receiving permission. He was already dressed; his white shirt appeared loose, but the buttons at the chest were tightly fastened, clearly revealing the outline of his chest beneath.

His complexion seemed a little better this morning than last night. After applying medicine to his right eye, a new bandage was put on. Although he was still expressionless, the worm at least looked a bit more alive.

"My lord, these are the clothes you will wear today."

Adrian glanced at him and took the clothes he was offered.

Adrian is a very meticulous male insect. He makes sure that his clothes and colors don't match every day. So he made a special list for his little robot at home and made it strictly follow the list to match his clothes.

Now this heavy burden falls on Maurice's shoulders.

Morris clearly lacked any sense of style, delivering an all-black suit to Adrian. It featured a red tie at the collar, making it look quite formal.

Adrian didn't say anything. He didn't plan to go out today. He had only turned one page of the white paper so far, and he planned to stay home and read it during the day.

Morris had already prepared breakfast for him. Although he was tall and had a somewhat sinister appearance, his culinary skills had indeed improved during his years at the academy.

Adrian sat down in his seat, and the robot promptly brought him a strawberry cake. It was clearly made with care; Adrian's name was meticulously engraved on the cream. While insectoid fruits were rare and precious, the cake was decorated with a ring of small strawberries.

The male insect's diet cannot be neglected; after delivering the cake to Adrian, it also delivered two bags of nutrient solution to Morris.