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

Yan Kai leaned in and pressed himself against Yalta's slightly cool body, his heart burning with heat and a hint of inexplicable resentment.

Yes.

Resentment, but without hatred.

He did not come into this world voluntarily, yet more than a month has passed, during which he spent more than twenty days and nights with Yalta.

A Zerg day is 36 hours, and twenty days is 720 hours.

Yan Kai was used to being alone and had never felt this way before.

This insect is utterly devoid of kindness, and even repeatedly tries to kill him. Covered in thorns, it not only pricks itself but also injures everyone around it, leaving them covered in blood. It is brutal and insane, yet it also possesses a fatal vulnerability that prevents him from being truly ruthless.

Yan Kai sometimes wished that the female insect could be even crueler to him, and that they could be completely crushed together, which would make everything much simpler.

He was filled with inner conflict. Taking advantage of someone was easy, but Yan Kai wasn't entirely sure about the potential consequences of his actions.

He didn't want to see the female insect's rage, nor did he want to see him show the pitiful look of someone abandoned by the whole world, and... he was afraid he would regret it.

The Palace of Aritus is undoubtedly an exquisite cage.

He was inside, and so was Yalta.

Yan Kai had nowhere to escape, while the female insect stood at the center of the power struggle, with nowhere to retreat.

They were all trapped beasts, but ultimately, they all just wanted to survive.

Yan Kai admitted that all his misfortunes stemmed from the female insect in front of him, but all his moments of peace also came from him.

Everything seems to be preordained, waiting for the right moment to set the gears of fate in motion.

This world is bizarre and wonderful, and Yan Kai, with a sense of awe, also longs for a place in it.

He squinted and hooked his hand on the female insect's clothes.

It seems like it's about to fall, but it won't.

Yalta traced circles on the male insect's shirt buttons with her fingers, feigning displeasure as she spoke, "Why are you pulling mine?"

Yan Kai rubbed his fingertips together, lowered his eyelids to hide the fleeting complex emotions in his eyes, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "I didn't stop you."

They can make things up whenever they want.

The moment the words left his mouth, the exquisite shirt instantly twisted and deformed.

Yalta looked up triumphantly.

Yan Kai pressed his lips to his: "What a waste."

The female insect, brimming with wealth, raised an eyebrow and said, "My money."

"Then you continue."

"So this is what you like?"

Yan Kai held the back of his head, whispering in his ear, "What?"

"Forceful and rude."

Without hesitation, Yan Kai replied, "I don't like it."

"dislike?"

Yalta narrowed his eyes, his voice dangerous. His hand, with its distinct knuckles, instantly transformed into an insect, its sharp fingertips pressing against the male insect's chest, tearing the already tattered shirt to shreds.

"say it again."

Yan Kai's eyes crinkled with a slight smile, showing no fear whatsoever, and he said, enunciating each word clearly: "I don't like it... but..."

He deliberately didn't finish his sentence.

Yalta looked at him coldly, pressing his fingertips together and creating a dent: "But what?"

Yan Kai climbed onto his wrist; it was still that insect-like blade that had pierced his shoulder twice before, but now it was aimed at his chest, yet it only caused a slight pain.

It only hurts slightly.

It has been proven that even the most powerful creatures can be domesticated.

Once trust is established, even if the claws are reopened, they will not wound the other party again.

There's an old saying on Earth: the best hunters often appear as the prey.

Yan Kai is undoubtedly a successful hunter.

Compared to the creatures here, he was utterly vulnerable; to fight against overwhelming odds would be suicidal. Sometimes, vulnerability is the sharpest weapon.

He lowered his eyes, still looking like someone easily bullied, gentle and calm, and slowly finished his unfinished words: "You are the exception."

Because you are Yalta, representing supreme royal power.

The most honored master of this land.

Even if you don't like it, you can accept it completely, and even if you are embracing each other and blood is flowing, you will not be afraid of the pain.

Because there is no way back in this other world, but you are the path to life.

Yalta's pupils were not complete circles, but rather ovals resembling those of a wild beast, and he stared at Yan Kai with a blank expression.

A moment later, he suddenly lowered his hand, revealing a satisfied smile; he was surprisingly easy to coax.

Yalta poked at the spot where the insect blade had cut him.

Yan Kai shrank back, and the female insect proudly raised her head, met his gaze, and slowly said, "Serves you right."

It makes you gasp for breath when you speak.

I'll fucking stab you through.

"pain."

Yan Kai feigned shouting, as if he couldn't bear it.

"It's already been disinfected, why are you still pretending?"

Yalta impatiently poked at the intact skin next to him.

It was just a small cut, not even blood.

"I need your comfort."

"for example?"

"kiss Me."

Yan Kai's hands moved like swimming dragons, gently gathering along the hem of his clothes.

Yalta braced himself against the back of the chair behind Yan Kai with one hand and received an extremely lingering kiss.

The night was cool as water, but the room was filled with a warm and enchanting atmosphere.

In a daze, Yan Kai opened his eyes and looked at Yalta's infatuated expression.

It quietly wrapped the stray strands of hair around its palm, as if that would allow it to firmly grasp the female insect...

However, things in this world often don't go as planned; the more he tried to hold on, the less he could grasp it.

As a result, Yalta kept thinking about this issue over and over again for a long time afterward.

Is he wrong?

The answer is yes.

Yan Kai traveled across the Milky Way, coming from billions of light-years away. He met someone by chance, but just then, an uprising broke out, and he was innocently implicated, ultimately finding himself in dire straits.

But in his own opinion, was he wrong in all of this?

No, it doesn't.

The male insect's tyranny caused the deaths of his female fathers, brothers, and friends. Every act of hatred represented a living, breathing life, making it impossible for him not to hate.

Yalta never imagined that a male insect would appear in his life and complete the incompleteness of his life.

Yan Kai's sudden appearance was unexpected for both of them.

The problem lies with the timing, not with them.

It was an unprepared encounter and a wrong beginning.

* *

The next day.

Before dawn, the officials of etiquette began to set up the palace of Alitus and the sacrificial vessels and food.

Six o'clock sharp.

The master of ceremonies knocked on the main palace gate on time.

Yan Kai rubbed his eyes, already back to normal. All his negative emotions were quietly buried in the silent night, like snow falling without a trace.

With her hair unusually messy, she sat up and patted Yalta beside her: "Get up."

The female insect extends her arm, its colors overlapping.

Yan Kai scratched his face, a rare hint of guilt in his expression, and urged, "Get up quickly, etiquette officer..."

Yalta sat up, and the blanket slipped off.

Yan Kai: ...?

He was like a beast...

Yalta rested his chin on one hand, watching his reaction with interest: "What? Don't you remember how you imprinted them one by one?"

"No, I don't think anything's wrong with me?"

"When the insect-like markings appear, the body becomes extremely vulnerable, didn't you notice?"

Yan Kai was bewildered. He still didn't quite understand how to release mental energy, let alone what pheromones were.

However, not wanting to reveal too much ignorance, he changed the subject: "I'll go prepare some hot water for you to wash up."

Yalta yawned, his face appearing clear-headed, but his mind was actually a complete mess.

The female insect's eyes darkened.

Tsk.

Resigned, the insect got out of bed, landed barefoot, and after taking only two steps, stopped, glanced back at the slippers placed beside the bed, and after a three-second pause, went back around to put them on.

She lifted her wrapped toes.

uneasy.

so troublesome.

Yan Kai was brushing his teeth when he saw the female insect walking into the next room. Knowing that she was going to take a shower, he quickly grabbed a towel from the bathroom cabinet and gave it to her, reminding her, "Wrap your hair up, or you'll run out of time if it gets wet."

"oh--"

Yalta yawned and didn't answer.

Yan Kai rolled his eyes, quickly and securely tied his hair up, and said, "Alright, hurry up, I'll go iron the shirt again."

"Save your energy, it's not that complicated."

"No way, I promised Harwick, you have to be the coolest kid in the room today."

Yalta paused, frowning slightly at the unfamiliar name: "Harvick? What's that?"

"That's an insect, not a thing."

"You don't need to listen to any insects except me."

Yan Kai looked up but didn't reply; his expression was somewhat unreadable.

Yalta thought he didn't believe him: "You are my insect, I call the shots in the entire Alitus Palace, no insect can order you to do anything."

Yan Kai flicked the towel in the pool, thinking to himself, "The only things I really don't want to obey are your 'instructions' and 'orders'."

"Okay, go wash up quickly."

Yalta's gaze lingered on the male insect for a moment, and then, as if a certain nerve in his brain had suddenly clicked, he hooked his long arm around Yan Kai's lips and sealed them with a kiss.

A kiss without any passion can sometimes be even more thrilling.

"Don't think blindly."

Yalta finished speaking and headed straight for the bathhouse, looking somewhat like he was fleeing in panic.

Yan Kai's lips twitched as if he were about to laugh, and he sighed silently.

He seemed to have walked into a dead end, knowing full well that he couldn't get out, but he still insisted on going to see what was going on before he would give up.

Yalta emerged damp, while Yan Kai had already changed into his formal attire.

Unlike other festivals, the Midwinter Grand Ceremony does not require waiting until sunrise to take place. The time for paying respects to ancestors is chosen according to auspicious timing, which is similar to the situation on Earth.

The master of ceremonies had confirmed the time early on; it was to start promptly at 9:38 AM, so they had to arrive at the altar of the Alitus Palace before 7:30 AM to prepare for the ceremony.

Yalta looked at the male insect, whose physique and appearance were superb, as perfect as a sculpture.

The pure black three-piece suit was so exquisitely tailored that there wasn't a single unnecessary sharp angle, which made his handsome and resolute appearance even more striking. In particular, his legs were long and straight, with the trousers falling perfectly over the shoes without any excess or misalignment.

Among the Zerg, both males and females are exceptionally beautiful. However, this heterochromatic male Zerg is not only not inferior to the others, but also possesses its own unique and captivating charm.

"good."

Yalta walked up to him, raised his hand to adjust his tie, and was very satisfied with his judgment in choosing the male insect.

Yan Kai tugged at his shirt uncomfortably, feeling a bit restrained, as he rarely dressed so formally.

"Aren't you captivated?"

Yalta did not answer, but a surge of impulse welled up inside him.

I don't want him to go out; this insect is meant for him to admire alone.

Yan Kai met Yalta's direct gaze and immediately saw through the female insect's thoughts.

His smile grew even brighter: "The Winter Festival is open to all insects, including slaves. You cannot restrict my movements today."

The Midwinter Ceremony is held in the Insect God Square in front of the Royal Palace of Aritus. After the ceremony, a grand banquet will be held in the palace's banquet hall.

All the citizens of Longkoda will participate, making it a lively and exciting event.

Yalta clicked his tongue inwardly, his displeasure clearly written on his face.

"Don't wander off, don't talk to other insects, and you must follow me when I go back."

Yan Kai concealed the light in his eyes and said calmly, "Okay, I'll help you change your clothes."

"Ah."

Yalta changed out of her bathrobe, and Yan Kai deliberately ignored the glaring colors. He carefully dressed the female insect in a shirt, vest, coat, tie, and cufflinks.

Finally, he combed her long, silvery-white hair and secured it with a ribbon.

The female insect in the mirror was powerful, exquisite, and beautiful; wrapped in a well-tailored military uniform, she even exuded an indescribable solemnity.

"So lovely."

Yan Kai praised him sincerely.

This was the most beautiful person he had ever seen.

Ignoring their racial characteristics, Yan Kai felt they were no different.

Yalta aligned the edges of his sleeves, confident and proud: "That's natural."

Yan Kai walked to the door, took out the shoebox, and Yalta followed. Just as the male insect was about to bend over, Yalta grabbed his wrist and put on the shoes herself.

"Grown up?"

"trouble."

The female insect spat out two words stiffly.

Yan Kai didn't say anything, but fastened the cape he had prepared earlier onto the hidden buttons on his military uniform shoulders, and it fell straight to the ground.

The background is blood-red, with a snow eagle spreading its wings on the back and two sharp swords crossed, which is the new racial emblem of Longkoda.

"hand."

He took out white gloves.

The female insect cooperated abnormally, and the previous wounds, which had scabbed over, left behind a pitted and uneven scar, completely destroying the originally slender and beautiful skeletal lines.

"Can it be removed?"

Yan Kai reached out and pried open the female insect's five fingers, clasping them together. His hand was intact, while the other's was mottled and incomplete.

Yalta kneaded the male insect's hand, nonchalantly saying, "There's no need."

The female insect is destined to be covered in sores.

"Your hands are beautiful."

Yan Kai felt a little regretful.

"You like it?"

Yalta's gaze fell on his hands. Compared to the male insect, his hands were pale and weak, with the winding blue veins protruding high, like a lifeless corpse.

"like."

Yan Kai was unusually well-behaved; the female insect was exquisite from head to toe, and her hands were truly mismatched with him.

Yalta thoughtfully curled his fingertips: "Gloves."

"kindness."

Yan Kai circled the female insect once to make sure there were no problems before opening the door.

A long red carpet had been laid out at the entrance of the palace, stretching as far as the eye could see. When the officials of etiquette saw Yalta come out, they all stepped forward and bowed: "Good day, Chief."

Yalta instantly lost all gentleness, an indescribable ferocity rising in his eyes and brows, making his entire demeanor sharp and cruel. He glanced at Yan Kai out of the corner of his eye, then stepped out the door.

The ceremonial officers followed closely behind, as they would be required to read Longkoda's admonitions and oaths at the main palace gate. Following them were two neat rows of ceremonial soldiers, dressed in uniform silver armor, holding spears, leaning forward at a 45-degree angle, their steps perfectly synchronized.

Yan Kai stood at the doorway, watching quietly until the group disappeared at the end of the corridor.