He's spoiled rotten; that wolf cub knows how to flirt and be affectionate.

The two teams, fully equipped and ready to go, turned and gave the highest military salute in the direction of the empire.

Yan Bei walked towards Qu Yi and stopped in front of her.

"Sister, will you survive?"

"What about you?"

"meeting."

"I can do that too."

Yan Bei raised his hand and gently stroked her hair, from her hair to behind her ear, then to her cheek, before lifting her chin and lowering his head to kiss her fiercely.

This kiss was as intense as a stormy sea at night, stirring up towering waves that made one feel despair, yet also like the unbridled passion of life's last moments, a large hand gripping one's heart, a pain spreading throughout the body from the very bones.

Venturing deep into a wormhole is an extremely dangerous undertaking. Previously, half of the stealth team perished, and they were only able to return with the help of outsiders. This time, without outsiders, the team had no will to survive and focused all their energy on killing the Zerg, almost to the point of bloodlust.

"You all need to get out of here! Go find the Queen Insect!"

"what--"

With a scream, one of them had his arm torn off by the Zerg. He gritted his teeth and tore the Zerg apart with his other hand.

But this exhausted him, and he collapsed to the ground, bleeding so much that his body gradually lost its temperature.

Qu Yi watched him lose his life, but she couldn't go over; there were too many Zerg rushing towards them.

"elder sister!"

Yan Bei raised his gun and shot the insectoid creature behind her.

Qu Yi looked up at him.

"Yan Bei, go find the Insect Mother."

"……it is good."

Yan Bei gave her one last deep look, then turned and left, his figure disappearing in a few seconds. Qu Yi withdrew her gaze and focused on dealing with the swarming insectoids in front of her.

Ordinary people are indeed not as attractive to the Zerg. After losing three members, they reached the location of the Zerg Queen, but there were too many Zerg around her, and it was another battle that was bound to end in death.

The initial plan was for Yan Bei to bring Chris One close to the insect queen while the others bought him time.

He is the person who knows Chris the most among them.

Yan Bei glanced back once in one direction before leading Chris One deeper into the area.

Blood dripped down, seeping into the black earth. The rotting plants on the ground absorbed the smell of blood, becoming even more foul.

Qu Yi discarded the gun, which was now out of bullets; he could no longer maintain his beast form. Now…

Let's rely on our own hands.

He clenched his fist and punched through the Zerg's brain, leaving a bloody hole when he pulled it out.

Stepping over countless Zerg corpses, she looked around.

There are still so many.

Seriously, they can't be killed off completely. Is it even possible to eradicate this thing?

"boom---"

A muffled thud that shattered the air.

Qu Yi suddenly turned his head to look in a certain direction. Thick heat was rushing towards them, and as it passed, all the plants and insects were reduced to ashes without even a scream.

Chris One has successfully exploded.

Yanbei...

A smile finally appeared on Qu Yi's blood-stained face, but her dark eyes held a deep sadness.

It's true, we're going to die here together.

She didn't close her eyes and wait for death; instead, she kept them open, staring in the direction of the explosion.

Suddenly, she felt dizzy, her vision went black, and she collapsed.

A mechanical voice sounded in the darkness: "Forced hibernation successful. Protection mechanism activated for two years."

A white light enveloped her entire body, like a silkworm cocoon. Terrifying explosions passed around the white mass, causing the white cocoon to tremble, but there was no sign of it breaking.

Two years later.

Inside the manor, a toddler, just over a year old, was running around like a little dumpling, but before he had gone far, he was picked up by a large hand.

"Daddy, Daddy..."

He couldn't quite speak clearly yet, waving his chubby little hands.

"Don't you dare run around again! Your mother is worried sick!"

A slap was delivered to the child's bottom.

The baby's cries immediately rang out, and a woman in a white dress ran over, picked up the child, and tried to soothe him while glaring at the man: "Can't you be a little gentler?"

The man scratched the back of his head: "He just needs to be taught a lesson."

The woman glared at him again: "How old is he?"