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

Yan Kai braved the cold wind and ran wildly across the wilderness, with the calm and unhurried idiot following behind him.

Obviously, apart from the national essence, the other terms are different, and the person doesn't understand what gender reassignment surgery means at all!

The biting north wind whipped up snow and pebbles that stung his face. The snow on the ground was so deep that it was difficult to walk, let alone run. Even if Yan Kai used his hands and feet and scrambled along, he couldn't possibly outrun some flying idiots!

After running for an unknown amount of time, Yan Kai clearly felt his strength waning and his speed gradually slowed down.

Yalta, like a hunting beast toying with its prey, saw the male insect slowing down and extended its sharp, razor-sharp claws to press against the male's spine, piercing one or two harmless little holes, forcing him to speed up.

Yan Kai was inexplicably stabbed in the back, and he was in a terrible mood!

He was a materialist who didn't believe in gods or evil spirits. He never imagined that such a ridiculous thing would happen to him, let alone encounter such a crazy person who would kill anyone he caught.

Yalta chased after them for a while, but gradually got bored. That's how male insects are—pampered and lazy, weak in every way. It was a predictable victory, boring and tedious.

They raised their arms and began to actually stab holes in his body.

A useless male insect.....

It's still a useless male insect of unknown origin...

The reason for the hunt was quite valid. Yalta's originally expressionless face began to distort, his forced smile was terrifying.

Yan Kai was deathly pale from blood loss, his throat was so dry it felt like it was about to burst into flames, and his throat felt like it was blocked by a huge rock. All he could hear was his own heavy breathing.

He could feel the blood draining from his body rapidly, and his limbs becoming weak. He staggered a few steps and fell into a snowdrift, but instead of ground, he found himself on a slope covered by dry branches. Yan Kai rolled more than twenty meters, finally stopping at the edge of a narrow crevice. He struggled to his feet, patted his dizzy head, and glanced behind him. The person was already rushing down towards him.

Yan Kai was startled. He glanced at the crack in the ground and jumped down without thinking. It was better to die from the fall than to be riddled with holes by a lunatic. Besides, the crack was less than 1.5 meters wide. That thing, with its wings that were several meters wide, definitely couldn't get down. Maybe he could escape.

Hoping for a lucky break, he consciously rubbed against the rock face as he fell, trying to reduce the impact as much as possible.

Before long, I spotted a dense patch of branches below. I held my breath, preparing to use it as cover, but just as I was about to touch the trunk, my ankle was suddenly grabbed. I was then quickly pulled back upside down and thrown heavily onto the snow.

Yan Kai felt as if all the bones in his body were about to shatter, his facial features contorted in agony, he vomited snow from his mouth and nose, and coughed violently.

Oh shit!

Just a little bit closer!

Turning back angrily, he realized that the man's wings had shrunk to only about a meter in length at some point.

Bah!

This thing can actually change size; is it custom-made from a scrap of the "Sea-Stabilizing Needle"?

While lost in thought, a stunningly beautiful face suddenly loomed large before Yan Kai's eyes. It felt like he had just been on a roller coaster. He forced himself to turn his head away, trying to suppress his nausea. Why did this thing always like to get so close?

The turn landed precisely on the person's neck, and a very faint fragrance wafted past their nose, yet it aggressively penetrated their lungs, rampaging and stirring up an indescribable tremor.

However, he was in pain all over his body, so he didn't care about the minor discomfort. He struggled to run away, but the other person pressed his long fingernails against his throat. A voice colder than the glacier and snowfield whispered in his ear: "Trying to die? In your delusion. You are now my prey."

Tsk.

Fuck your prey!

Yan Kai rolled his eyes in annoyance, and was about to retort, but before he could even open his mouth, he was knocked unconscious with a punch.

Before he lost consciousness, he only had time to curse one more time: "Fuck you!"

* *

Yan Kai woke up once during the night, and in a daze, he saw many people coming and going around him, walking in a hurry.

"Sure?"

That was the voice of that lunatic; Yan Kai would never forget it, even if he turned to ashes!

"It can't be wrong."

"S-grade male insects have never appeared in Longkoda."

“There’s something fishy about this. The blood test didn’t match the corresponding identity, so there’s something wrong with his background.”

"Chief, what should we do now?"

"Imprison him, we'll discuss it later."

"Yes."

Then, after a series of tossing and turnings, he lost consciousness completely. When he woke up again, he was locked in this dark and damp basement.

All the holes in his body were treated with a special medicine that had an indescribable fragrance. It was a thin, transparent gel, which was very magical. After it was completely absorbed, the holes didn't even leave a scar. Only then was he 100% sure that he was no longer on Earth. As for where he had traveled to, that remained to be discovered.

Yan Kai twisted his aching neck and shoulders expressionlessly, then curled up into a ball again. His eyes, reflecting a faint light in the dim light, were as deep as the sea.

Although it wasn't obvious, he still keenly sensed some changes happening in his body.

The climate here is very similar to that of the North and South Poles. The current temperature is definitely below -3.40 degrees Celsius. It would be impossible for an ordinary person to survive in this environment wearing only a single layer of clothing. However, Yan Kai is perfectly fine. Not only is his bodily function not affected, but he hasn't even blown a single snot bubble.

Moreover, his five senses are gradually becoming stronger.

He didn't pay attention at first, since he was alone at the time, and the surrounding environment was dark and quiet, so it was normal for his sight and hearing to be sharp. But as everything became clearer and clearer, he had to admit that he might be slowly mutating.

It's highly likely that he encountered some radioactive material during his escape that day, which directly caused his genetic mutation; otherwise, there's really no way to explain the current situation.

She exhaled a soft breath of white air, raised her hands and placed them on her knees, her fingertips rubbing back and forth on the uneven scratches between her thumb and forefinger, revealing a hint of emotion.

This is a wound he inflicted himself; it has already scabbed over. There are seven crooked lines, estimated based on the number of times the guards deliver meals here.

He wouldn't even glance at time travel stories in novels, let alone experience them firsthand.

Yan Kai may indeed have no ties, but that doesn't mean he's willing to leave the land he depends on for a living and experience life in this godforsaken place.

When a person is suddenly placed in an unfamiliar environment, no matter how strong their inner self is, they cannot avoid the fear and anxiety of the unknown.

Yan Kai, who was trying to remain calm, couldn't withstand the endless confinement. His limited patience was exhausted, and he became increasingly anxious.

He did try to escape, but everything was beyond his comprehension: liquid metal shackles, an iron cage without keyholes.

Yan Kai is just an ordinary person with no superpowers, and in his current situation, he would be unable to escape even if he had wings.

A food guard would regularly enter and exit the dungeon every day. He had tried to speak kindly to the guard and try to get close to him, hoping to find out some information, but the guard didn't respond at all.

It's as if he's some kind of virus or bacteria; people don't even dare to look at him twice, let alone talk to him.

Yan Kai's mentally unstable subordinates probably couldn't be understood using the thought processes of a normal person, and after several unsuccessful attempts, he eventually gave up.

Just as I was pondering this, I suddenly heard a conversation outside the door.

Yan Kai looked up. He would never have been able to hear this before, but thanks to this damned 'superpower,' his hearing was now exceptionally sharp.

"The chief summons him; take him out."

"what about others?"

"The choice is in their own hands; the trial is not over."

"The female insect can never be separated from the male..."

“Dark,” a deep voice interrupted him, “we never intended to wipe them out, and neither did the chief.”

"I know, I'm afraid..."

“The leader is not a man without a sense of proportion. Since we have chosen this path, we must continue on it no matter what, and take the insect out. Don’t keep him waiting.”

"Yes, Lieutenant General Soria."

Click—the sound of a lock being opened, and two tall guards entered with expressionless faces.

He recognized one of them as the guard who delivered meals every day.

"come out."

The guard delivering the food pulled out a controller that looked like a car key, and the black iron cage holding Yan Kai immediately disappeared.

Yan Kai was once again impressed by the high technology, but his guard rose even higher: "Where are we going?"

The guard delivering the food glanced at the red-haired guard beside him, a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"No need for further words, get up."

"My legs are numb."

Although Yan Kai is not as tall as the two people in front of him, he is still 1.9 meters tall. He is curled up like a ball every day, so it would be a miracle if he could stand up.

The guards exchanged a glance, said nothing, grabbed Yan Kai's arms from both sides, lifted him off the ground, and carried him outside.

Yan Kai did not resist, but he kept a watchful eye on his surroundings the whole way.

The place was larger than he had imagined; the rooms seemed to stretch on forever. He wanted to listen to what was happening inside, but before he could do anything, the red-haired guard pushed him into a makeshift elevator and pulled him to the upper level.

Yan Kai's vision was unaffected in the dark, but it was a different story when he saw light. The long-lost brightness made him momentarily disoriented, and he involuntarily closed his eyes, almost being blinded by the light!

The two guards, seemingly taking him somewhere by surprise, moved with incredible speed. His hands and feet were frostbitten, and due to prolonged lack of blood circulation, his limbs were severely stiff, making it difficult for him to keep up with their pace. He walked unsteadily, and if they hadn't supported him and he hadn't nearly fallen several times, they would have basically carried him.

Before long, the two guards stopped. Yan Kai tried to look around, but his vision was still blurry, and a strong, nauseating smell of blood filled the air.

Yalta spotted Yan Kai from afar. His light purple pupils darkened, and his expression was enigmatic and unfathomable.

His slender body tilted directly down, swooping down from the beacon tower. His transparent wings unfurled with a roar before landing, sweeping across the blood-red ground. The splashed liquid ran down Yan Kai's cheek, leaving a mottled red mark.

Yalta landed steadily, flipped her wrist, and pressed the cold, sharp blade against the male insect's rolling throat.

Yan Kai raised his hand to wipe his face, then rubbed the blood between his fingertips. It was blood.

He calmly called out the other person's name: "Yalta".

You don't even need to guess who it is; madmen always make their entrances in a unique way.

The other party did not respond, but pushed the dagger in his hand, signaling him to move forward. Yan Kai obeyed and complied.

With your lifeline in someone's hands, you have no right to throw a tantrum.

Yan Kai walked very slowly, barefoot, on a sticky and slippery ground.

The two walked to the highest point of the sacrificial altar. The judge in black robes bowed and saluted. A strand of fiery red hair fell down unintentionally, and was then ruthlessly cut off by its owner and thrown into the raging red flames behind it.

A massive fire dragon soared into the sky, melting and boiling the frozen blood around it, and an indescribable stench of burning spread.

Yan Kai blinked hard a few times. The stimulation of the firelight caused him to uncontrollably shed some tears. After his eyes adjusted, he saw a shocking sight of blood-red blood all over the ground, and he swayed uncontrollably.

Even though he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine!

They wouldn't be planning to use him as a sacrifice to the heavens, would they?

Yalta looked at the male insect with a half-smile, as if he had discovered something interesting. He lowered his head and leaned closer, then exaggeratedly stretched out a finger to wipe the corner of his eye. A drop of water fell onto his fingertip, and because of the extremely low temperature, it froze into ice, and then he crushed it.