Zerg: Seduction! A brutal and insane female Zerg dotes on me.

This year's eternal night was truly bizarre. It arrived early and then began to snow heavily as it was about to end, causing the already cold weather to drop by more than ten degrees.

The patrolling soldiers outside gathered together to exchange information. After receiving instructions, they turned on all the lights on the roof of the Alitus Palace, illuminating the entire hilltop in an instant.

Most of the insects in the tribe were still awake, and they all went to the window to watch this unforgettable scene.

Because of the extremely low temperature, each snowflake retains its complete shape, with clear veins, crystal clear, drifting gracefully in the light and shadow.

Elke reached out and traced the white frost winding up the glass and the faint silhouette reflected in it.

“Elia........”

The female insect murmured softly, unable to articulate the depth of affection and tenderness hidden within its words that the other could not comprehend.

The male insect on the bed curled up, its face still wet with tears. In a daze, it seemed to hear a familiar call and let out a soft whimper.

Elke turned around and stared at him for a long time.

The Clarence family's motto is absolute loyalty.

A century-old tradition, the most loyal supporter of male insects.

He has been in charge of the family for over ten years since his father stepped down. He considers himself to be diligent and conscientious, but after witnessing too much darkness, the scales in his heart have begun to tip.

He has been searching for answers all these years, but unfortunately, he has not been able to give himself a reasonable explanation for what has happened. Meanwhile, the heart of the female Longkoda is colder than the snow in the far north due to the daily torment.

Elke thought of his family and friends imprisoned in the dungeon, and slowly pressed his face against the cold window. He desperately hoped that after the snowstorm, the Zerg would find a utopia free of war, proving that everything in the past was an absurd and twisted mistake…

In a corner on the west side of the palace, Joan finally softened and nodded under Guria's tearful onslaught. Every tribe has a few oddballs; besides the old nobleman Clarence, who was blind and heartless, there was also Joan's ancestral Bazeya family.

They seemed to be cursed by an evil god. None of the male insects in the Bazeya family could live to be a hundred years old. It was even more exaggerated in Joan's generation. His male father had just hatched the eggs when he went to find the insect god.

In the short first half of his life, Joan was almost confined within high walls and had not actually seen much bloodshed or violence. Perhaps he was spoiled in the past, but most of the time he was an ignorant child with a trace of kindness still remaining in his heart. This is probably why Yalta brought him back.

Guria wiped away her tears in the darkness, thinking she had succeeded, unaware that she had given up the only way to survive, while Joan would eventually obtain something precious that belonged only to her because of her innocence and kindness.

In another room, Nolan suddenly quieted down after venting her anger, sitting listlessly by the window like a soulless puppet. However, when she saw the snowflakes flying freely in the sky, a hint of envy appeared on her beautiful face.

He was born into a caravan and traveled among caravans. He once believed himself to be a soaring bird, and even though he didn't have wings like the female insect, he could still travel through the universe using various technologies.

Now they are trapped in this world, unable to fly, let alone walk.

Nolan wasn't angry. He had long understood that the Zerg's distorted social environment was a fatal flaw, and a backlash was inevitable; he just hadn't expected it to happen so suddenly...

The main building on the east side is the only black building in the entire Alitus Palace. A solemn and majestic statue of the insect god stands on top, and a long scepter, like a sharp blade, is inserted straight into the ground.

In the dark room, black curtains hung on the floor, piled up in heaps, and white candles were casually placed on the ground, flickering with a faint glow.

A red-haired female insect, almost blending into the black, was tightly hugging her arms, as if enduring extreme pain. Dark red patterns flashed across her fingertips, like some kind of incantation, repeating over and over...

Many things are like a vicious cycle. Some people desperately try to escape, while others who were not originally involved are pulled into it by various coincidences. However, those seemingly accidental events are all predetermined.

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Yan Kai yawned and stretched, glanced at the clock next to him. It was 3:30 a.m., and it was still pitch black outside. He rubbed his rumbling stomach; he was a little hungry.

"Did you hear anything?"

Yalta was reviewing military documents from the past few days and could only manage a perfunctory reply: "What?"

"A cooing sound."

"Speak directly if you have anything to say."

"hungry."

"I'm not hungry."

Yan Kai rested his chin on his hand, gazing at the female insect's exquisite profile, and felt even hungrier: "You enjoy yourself, I'll do the work, we're not on the same level."

"Bear with it, they'll deliver the meals on time in the morning."

Yan Kai thought of the huge open kitchen by the door: "Will you allow me to cook?"

Yalta looked up, his eyes filled with obvious doubt: "You can do it?"

Not to mention the male Zerglings of Lonkorda, you can't find a single male Zergling in the entire Zerg continent that can cook.

Cooking skills seem to be exclusive to female insects, a compulsory course from childhood. Even though Yalta, as a member of the royal family, disliked it, she underwent rigorous training. In the course of cooking, she could score at least 90 points, if not 100.

"Why wouldn't I?"

He has lived alone since he was a child, and he not only knows how to cook, but he also cooks very well.

Yalta said with amusement, "You can go and see what's in the refrigerator. During the Eternal Night, the kitchen will prepare supplies to prevent any accidents."

"Alright, let me show you my skills today."

Yalta put away his computer, then suddenly became interested: "I want to see just how capable you are."

"If I have the right materials, there's nothing I can't make well."

"It's shameless to talk big."

"Please wait and see."

The two insects went downstairs together. Yan Kai opened the refrigerator and found it was indeed full, but most of the contents were meat from exotic beasts, with only two kinds of large green leaves that he didn't recognize at all.

"What kind of meat is this?"

"Firebird, Ground Duck, Gulu Beast, Big Knife Chicken..."

Yalta will introduce them in this order based on the color of the meat.

Yan Kai crossed his arms and rubbed his chin with one hand, as if deep in thought. After a while, he turned to ask, "Are there any eggs?"

Yalta pointed to the four ovals neatly stacked on the bottom layer: "These."

Yan Kai took it out and compared it to his head. It was good; it was about the same size as his head.

"What egg?"

"The egg of the Gugu Beast."

"Is it tasty?"

Yalta pursed his lips and stepped into the kitchen, saying, "Move aside."

Yan Kai looked up blankly, holding the egg: "What?"

"I'll do it."

Yan Kai was deeply shocked: "You actually doubted me?"

Are you sure you're not deliberately dawdling?

Yan Kai awkwardly put the egg down and explained, "I'm just not very familiar with these ingredients."

"Don't get too familiar with it, what do you want to eat?"

Are you serious?

"Am I joking?"

Yan Kai took his hand and held it up in front of them: "I just finished wrapping it up, and you're already making a fuss?"

Yalta nonchalantly stretched out his five fingers: "It doesn't affect what I do."

"Alright, you can rest outside. I'll take care of it."

"I'm afraid you'll blow this place up."

"Let's have more trust between insects."

"Male insects have absolutely no integrity."

"I am not a male insect. I am a human!"

Yalta: ......

Yan Kai rummaged through the refrigerator and pulled out a bag of thin noodles: "I'm convinced this is noodles."

"Your conviction is correct."

"It's decided, what kind of noodles do you want?"

Seeing the male insect's confident demeanor, Yalta didn't object any further: "Whatever you want to do, do it your way."

Without wasting any words, Yan Kai quickly found the necessary ingredients in the refrigerator, washed and chopped them, and heated the oil in the wok—all in one smooth motion.

When encountering unfamiliar materials, Yalta would ask the female insect for help, exploring and touching everything like a curious child, occasionally letting out a gasp of surprise or praise. For the first time, Yalta discovered that cooking wasn't as boring as he had imagined.

Ten minutes later, two bowls of noodles, each with its own unique color, aroma, and flavor, were served.

Yan Kai stared at Yalta expectantly and urged, "Try it."

Yalta poked at the noodles in her bowl. She didn't really have much of an appetite, but the male insect's gaze was so eager that she picked up a piece with her chopsticks. The taste was unexpectedly good.

"good."

Yan Kai's expression fell, his ears drooped, and he mumbled pitifully, "Not bad?"

Yalta raised an eyebrow: "It's delicious."

It's a miracle that the male insect can do this.

Yan Kai nodded in satisfaction. This insect was clearly a picky one; if he said it was good, it must be good too. He felt a little smug. If it had a tail, it could be swinging wildly right now.

He scooped up a huge mouthful of noodles and stuffed it straight into his mouth, exclaiming, "Hot, hot, hot!..."

Yalta scoffed, "Is there a bug trying to steal it from you?"

"I'm happy."

This was Yan Kai's first time cooking for someone else, so even though the two of them had an awkward relationship, it didn't stop him from being in a good mood.

Due to his personality, Yan Kai spends most of his time alone.

He had never experienced the warmth and vibrancy of everyday life, but today's atmosphere seemed to have a certain charm.

Some relationships in this world are hard to explain. When he first met this female insect, who could have imagined that they would be able to sit down and have a meal together peacefully now?

Yalta offered a apt comment: "Stupid."

Yan Kai smiled indifferently; despite being in his mid-twenties, he still looked as innocent as a young man to the Zerg.

"Alright, alright, even food can't shut you up. It'll get soggy when it gets cold."

"Tsk."

Shh, let's eat!

Yan Kai interrupted him, saying that talking too much would affect his appetite.

Yalta, who had an outgoing personality but excellent table manners, remained quiet and made no sound. However, Yan Kai, being a first-time cook, had put in a lot of ingredients due to shaky hands, and after eating for a while, he still hadn't finished: "I'm full."

Yan Kai reached out and pulled the bowl in front of him: "Give it to me, I'll eat it."

A hint of surprise flashed in Yalta's eyes: "I've already eaten."

Yan Kai, biting his chopsticks, said casually, "After kissing so many times, why would you care about this?"

Yalta looked at the female insect without saying a word.

The tips of her ears, hidden beneath her white hair, instantly turned bright red, inadvertently revealing some unknown secrets.

After the meal, Yan Kai diligently cleaned the kitchen, while Yalta continued working online, processing military documents. The atmosphere was quite warm, but it didn't last long before it was interrupted by an annoying bug.

It was not yet five o'clock when the guards at the gate knocked on the door of the Yalta Palace again.

"Chief, I have something to report."

"what's up?"

He hesitated for a moment outside the door before speaking, "About Guria the Male."

Upon hearing the familiar name, Yan Kai slammed down the bowl in his hand, feeling increasingly uneasy. He craned his neck, his face full of displeasure: "Why has he been looking for you all this time?"

Yalta looked up, puzzled. "How should I know?"

Yan Kai hesitated, picking at the marble countertop, "Are you planning to see him?"

Why shouldn't I see him?

"You are with me now."

"so?"

"I don't want you to see him."

"Why don't you want me to see him?"

Yan Kai was speechless.

Yalta was puzzled by the male insect's unreasonable behavior and decided not to pay attention to it. She turned around and went upstairs, put her bathrobe away in front of the mirror, then took a thick robe hanging next to her and put it on before starting to tidy her long hair.

When the irritability is smoothed out and the languor vanishes in an instant, the whole insect suddenly becomes like the sun after the clouds have parted, clean and energetic.

Yan Kai looked at the neatly arranged female insects, feeling a mix of emotions.

What the heck? Do you have to dress up and groom yourself just to see your younger brother?

As Yalta passed by the kitchen, he glanced at the disheveled male insect, frowned, and couldn't help but remind him, "Either go back to your room, or put your clothes back on."

Yan Kai glanced down at his half-open white bathrobe, his expression softening slightly.

The belt is tied tightly, what's wrong with that?

"Is the chief afraid I'll embarrass you?"

"It's not so much embarrassing as it is not very presentable."

"Fuck you, it's not good-looking," Yan Kai smirked, said nothing more, threw down the rag in his hand, turned around and went back to his room, slamming the door shut with a blasphemous slam.

Yalta looked up at the closed door, a strange sense of unease rising in his heart. But before he could think about it, the guard asked for permission again.

"leader."

Tokar heard no sound from inside, so he had no choice but to keep knocking, even though he was really helpless.

Glancing at the little male standing beside her, his face bruised and swollen, swaying precariously, she felt a deep sense of desolation. Who would have thought that male insects could fight so fiercely?

Although the male insect was ousted, it was still an important resource for the tribe. To have it beaten into such a state right under his nose, he was undoubtedly responsible.

I just hope that my comrades who will carry out the military orders later will be lenient and go easy on me.

"Come in."

Yalta walked down to the reception room, just as Tokar pushed the door open and came in. He looked at his former captain with a wronged expression and bowed respectfully: "Good day, leader."

"You have something to say."

"Your Majesty, this is a long story, please hear me out..."

Yalta glanced at him, interrupted, and warned, "Make it quick."

"At 2:30 a.m. today, the two males, Guria and Nolan, had a serious fight in the room. Nolan was unharmed, while Guria was more seriously injured. Although his wounds have been treated, he is currently running a fever. I am here to ask if he should be given medical treatment."

If this happened to any other male, Tokar wouldn't have made this special trip. But Guria is a special case, and he wasn't sure what Yalta really meant.

“Lift your head up so I can see you.”

Guria leaned weakly against Joan, he had never felt so bad, as if his whole body was being roasted on a fire, burning with anxiety.

"Brother Wang... I... I feel terrible, please call a doctor for me..."