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

Harwick, seeing that Yan Kai remained silent, didn't continue the topic and urged, "What are you daydreaming about? Come over here quickly, the ceremony is about to begin!"

Yan Kai withdrew his gaze, shook his head, banished the image of the female insect from his mind, and loosened his clenched fingers.

In this game between hunter and beast, nothing is certain yet.

The two bypassed the dense swarm of insects and arrived at the noble district, which was guarded by patrolling soldiers who did not stop them from entering.

Yan Kai glanced around and found that this place was much more comfortable than the Cloud Ladder. Not only was it closer and the view clearer, but it also had soft seats and tea and pastries.

Harwick stood at the entrance, fidgeting with his clothes and then with his hair, unusually nervous: "Quickly check if my hair is messy."

"Don't worry, there's absolutely no problem. Why are you so nervous?"

“Hey! This is the only way for the chief to get to the sacrificial altar, I have to make a good impression on him.”

Yan Kai raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, thinking to himself that Yalta, with his personality, would be so arrogant that he wouldn't even glance down at anyone.

Even if you're beautiful and radiant, it won't help.

He patted Harwick on the shoulder: "Alright, alright, you look incredibly handsome, go in."

Harwick tugged at his cloak, took a deep breath, and was about to go inside when he put his foot down again, slapping his forehead: "Shall we sit there?"

Yan Kai pointed to the empty seats inside: "Aren't those all empty? Can't we just sit anywhere?"

"Of course not, the location here needs to be reported to the internal affairs department in advance."

Yan Kai thought about it and agreed. The palace had a lot of rules, and it would be troublesome to take someone else's spot later.

He glanced back at the guards at the door: "They should know. I'll go ask them."

"Hey, hey, I'll go ask, you wait here for me."

Harwick grabbed Yan Kai and was about to go out on his own when he was stopped by an insect that appeared out of nowhere.

A smile played on his face, but it didn't reach his eyes. His voice was slightly cold: "You two have finally arrived. I've been waiting here for quite some time."

Yan Kai looked up and saw that the female insect was extremely tall, estimated to be over 2.4 meters, but very thin. The exquisite black suit hung loosely on her body, and her long, light gray hair was tied into a ponytail that almost touched the ground.

Harwick looked at the female insect with some curiosity. He recognized all the royal nobles, but he had never seen this one before.

"Good day, sir. May I ask who you are?"

“My name is Della. I’m in charge of this area today. Your seats have been prepared. Please follow me.”

The two exchanged a glance; it was Yalta's insect.

Yan Kai approached the insect and nodded his thanks: "Thank you for your trouble."

Della gestured for them to proceed and led the way.

Yan Kai immediately noticed that his stride was a bit strange.

Della was already curious about the male insect that Yalta had taken a liking to. Noticing his gaze, she rolled up her trouser leg, revealing a metal prosthetic limb, and laughed, "I'm walking a little slowly."

Yan Kai realized he had offended someone: "I'm sorry."

"It's alright, the prosthetic leg that Yalta specially made for me works very well."

He was originally a female soldier, belonging to the First Army Corps, and the left forward of Yalta.

It lost its wings in an invasion last year, became a prisoner, and was only half a broken insect when it was retrieved by Yalta.

When Della first regained consciousness and saw his mutilated limbs, he didn't want to live anymore, but Yalta wouldn't let him die.

They tried everything to keep him alive like a normal insect. After more than a year of modifications, he is now half insect and half machine. Although he can no longer go to the battlefield, he is living a comfortable life with Yalta.

This female insect, who had killed countless enemies to protect Longkoda and whose hands were stained with blood, was cold and seemingly devoid of emotion, yet she always charged to the front of the team, protecting her comrades and homeland in her own way.

Della was filled with admiration and gratitude, and had sworn an oath to the insect god to obey him forever.

He was a little excited when he received the message from Yalta this morning. After looking closely at the content, he couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. It turned out that he was asked to take care of a male insect.

Della almost thought that her last few intact organs had also malfunctioned.

What is a male insect?

In Della's mind, those guys were extravagant, arrogant, and never reasoned. They were picky, nitpicky, and only wanted to serve others; he didn't want to get involved at all.

Unfortunately, Yalta was truly terrifying. He couldn't out-argue or out-fight him, so he had no choice but to accept his fate. Moreover, he was repeatedly instructed to always wear a smile and maintain a gentle demeanor.

As expected, female Zerglings lose both their brainstem and cerebral stem when they meet a suitable male, thus entering a state of intellectual disability. Even Yalta, the Zerg's most powerful weapon, is no exception.

Yan Kai glanced at the female insect strangely, wondering why he deliberately brought up Yalta.

Della lowered her eyes and turned away, the smile on her lips fading.

Keeping a person with facial paralysis smiling is truly an extreme challenge for him.

He walked ahead with a limp, and at Yalta's request, he was specially placed in the position closest to the sacrificial altar.

Della carefully pulled out chairs for them, a slight smile playing on her lips, and said as gently as possible, "Please take your seats."

"Thank you."

Yan Kai responded politely.

Della tugged at her white gloves, her eerie smile widening: "No need to thank me, it's all the leader's arrangement. If you're grateful, you can tell him in person when we get back tonight."

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the female insect deliberately emphasized the words "at night" and "intimately".

Yan Kai looked over, puzzled.

Della stared directly into the male insect's gaze, winked, as if to say: Look how much Yalta cares about you; you'll have to appease him properly when you get back tonight.

In Yan Kai's eyes: This female insect probably has some kind of problem?

"Please wait a moment while I get some tea and snacks."

Yan Kai refused without even thinking: "No need for that."

It's just watching a grand ceremony...

Della wouldn't listen to the male insect: "This is also the leader's arrangement; I'm just following orders."

If Yalta finds out that a certain step in the process was missing, he'll definitely get another scolding.

Yan Kai chose to remain silent.

This female insect is not actually around, yet it seems to be everywhere.

Della happily strode forward on her mechanical legs, swaying as she went to get the luxurious fruit platter that had been prepared beforehand.

Male insects, all they do is eat and drink, and he'll make sure Yalta handles it perfectly.

Harwick watched the departing female insect, his tall body curled up in the chair, biting his nails, his handsome face contorted in a grimace.

He had previously thought that Yan Kai wanted to leave because he had been mistreated in the palace, but now, judging from the leader's attitude, he clearly doted on him!

He couldn't understand why Yan Kai was still thinking about escaping...

It's normal for Harwick to have such thoughts; he's a native female insect who has never lived in a free country and enjoyed equality.

He didn't see anything wrong with the relationship between Yalta and Yan Kai. In the past, female insects were servants, but now that the male insects have stepped down, a gender swap is inevitable. Even if the male insects feel a little wronged, it's just a normal social phenomenon in their current situation.

Harwick glanced furtively at the excessively beautiful male insect beside him, feeling as if he'd stumbled into something big...