Yalta's success today is not only due to its formidable strength, but also to its sharp intellect; however, it mostly relies on its overwhelming force to act recklessly.

He knew this male was restless, but he couldn't resist his affection for him, so he was willing to give him some freedom.

"What? You want to kill me?"

Yalta was not afraid of the male insect's threat. The hand stuck in his throat did not exert much force. He even stretched his neck and leaned forward. His already loose bathrobe opened wide inadvertently, revealing his well-defined curves. His light purple eyes looked at the male insect as if they were filled with water about to overflow.

Yan Kai glanced indifferently at the dazzlingly white skin and met Yalta's gaze.

The female insect's eyes are long and narrow but not small, with a beautifully rounded shape. Her silvery-white eyelashes are curled and three-dimensional, trembling slightly when aroused, like a butterfly about to take flight. He had lost himself countless times in this mysterious purple...

But now, not a trace of beauty can be produced.

He suddenly curled the corners of his mouth into a casual, sarcastic smile: "Chief, you jest. For me to fight you here would be tantamount to suicide."

Yalta, slightly tanned, watched his expression intently.

This male insect may not even realize that he always has a lot of little movements that inadvertently reveal his current emotions.

Since discovering this, he has become very keen to observe those subtle changes.

The Zerg are mostly numb and indifferent, rarely experiencing such dramatic highs and lows.

But today Yalta couldn't understand Yan Kai. His face was expressionless, but his eyes held many things that Yalta couldn't comprehend, obscure and complex. But the Zerg were naturally perceptive, and even more so because he cared.

"lie."

After Yalta came of age, he faced mountains of corpses and seas of blood every day. How could he not sense such blatant killing intent?

"Aren't you afraid, Chief?"

"I can easily break your neck before you can even make a move."

His words were filled with confidence and disdain.

Yan Kai burst into laughter: "I was overestimating myself."

Yalta stopped beating around the bush and asked curiously, "What are you dissatisfied with?"

Shouldn't the one who should be angry be him?

Injured and left to fend for itself, whose insect servant would dare to be so audacious?

Yalta admitted that apart from hurting him at the beginning due to their antagonistic relationship, he had been almost always compliant afterward.

Yan Kai suppressed his smile, bent down, and the two insects' breaths mingled.

He looked at the female insect so close to him and whispered, "Yalta."

The female insect, unusually patient, asked, "Why aren't you calling me 'Chief' anymore?"

Yan Kai bent his knees and pushed the female insect's legs apart, then pressed himself against the edge of the sofa, slowly pushing her down: "You still haven't told me..."

Yalta was choked and pressed against the back of the sofa: "What?"

What is the function of pheromones?

Yalta explained nonchalantly, "It's just a little something to add some atmosphere; you don't always have a lot of fun."

"anything else?"

Yalta stretched out his legs, adjusted his posture, then reached out and hooked Yan Kai's shirt button, pinching and playing with it, his nose lightly brushing against the male insect: "Otherwise, what's the use of wanting it?"

The pheromones of ordinary female insects do indeed have an aphrodisiac effect, making the other insect more passionate and excited during mating, and prolonging the output of spiritual energy.

However, he did hold back, not because he had any real conspiracy, but because he was ashamed to admit it. This wasn't just Yan Kai's feeling; he was also affected.

S-grade males are rare, so the mating of both males and females who are S-grade is almost a once-in-a-century event.

The attraction between them was destined, like the two poles of a magnet; once they met, they were inextricably linked, an irresistible force.

Yan Kai didn't understand, but Yalta knew very well that female insects only release pheromones when they are in a state of absolute arousal, and most of the time he would involuntarily release them whenever he saw this male insect.

He would never openly admit to losing insects like that.

Even if Yalta were to explain now, Yan Kai might not believe it. The seeds of doubt have already been sown in his heart. No matter what the female insect says, he will pick out the mistakes in her words, find the illogical parts, and then try to refute them.

Because he never considered himself an insect, even with the many changes in his body, he always thought from a 'human' perspective. He had no real concept of the insect race's biological hierarchy, and more importantly, he didn't believe from the bottom of his heart that there could be such an illogical situation as innate attraction between two different life forms.

But he forgot that time travel itself is something that science cannot explain.

At this moment, Yan Kai was eager to verify his inner guess. His lips traced the delicate facial contours of the female insect, drawing him into a state of infatuation once again. But halfway through, she suddenly tightened her grip on his throat, her voice icy: "Perhaps there are other things that cannot be said but that you can do, such as control."

Yalta's breath hitched, and he opened his mouth slightly, but did not stop her.

He's not a wizard who can freely control the insect's heart, and besides, he himself is also an insect caught in the trap.

Even though she knew she harbored other feelings for the male insect, she was unwilling to reveal even the slightest hint of it.

The female insect remained proud and arrogant, and spoke with difficulty: "If you insist on thinking that way, then so be it."

Who can resist their nature?

If even someone as powerful as him can't do it, let alone the fragile male insects. Such weak creatures are more easily influenced, then become addicted, or even addicted.

Yan Kai finally breathed a sigh of relief after getting the answer he wanted.

It was all fake after all.

Those palpitations were fake, that disarray was fake, and those inexplicable tenderness and emotions were even more fake.

He never loved this female insect; it was all due to the control of pheromones...

But after feeling relieved, I started to feel resentful.

If everything is fake, then what is real?

Yan Kai looked at Yalta, his heart filled with increasing conflict and pain; this was not what he had expected…

He should feel relieved, so why is he feeling uncomfortable instead?

"How long are you going to control me?"

Yan Kai grabbed the female insect's neck with both hands, his eyes bloodshot, filled with undisguised hatred and panic.

His indescribable panic...

Yalta gripped his wrist, his breath catching in his throat: "Blame it on the fact that you're an S-class male insect, it's your fate."

"I'm not some S-class male worm!"

Whoever wants to be a male can be one!

Yan Kai just wants to be a good person!

Yalta's face flushed red, and he laughed wildly and arrogantly: "Whether you like it or not, you are destined to be bound to me, just like you can't resist my pheromones no matter what."

And he was destined to be unable to accept the spiritual power of other male insects.

"Is this fun? Is it interesting to manipulate me and treat me like an idiot?"

"Nature is very interesting."

Yalta told the truth that he had never encountered a male insect like Yan Kai.

He appears obedient but is actually rebellious at heart. He rarely obeys orders completely and always likes to bargain, making him lower his bottom line again and again.

Yalta is a female soldier; she follows the rules, but her favorite thing is to break them.

This male insect always manages to break some established 'rules' at just the right time, yet it never makes him feel disgusted.

Yan Kai was both resisting the pheromones and being firmly controlled by them. He suddenly became irritable and wanted to destroy everything without regard for anything else.

The veins on the back of his hand were bulging and taut; he had truly used lethal force.

But the moment the female insect rolled her eyes upward, she suddenly lost her strength.

Yan Kai sadly discovered that he couldn't hurt Yalta in the slightest.

What's even more terrifying is that he can't tell whether it's due to the influence of pheromones or the suppressed feelings deep within his heart...

Yan Kai felt completely torn apart, his whole being scattered and he was in so much pain that he could hardly breathe.

He stared intently at the female insect, growling through gritted teeth, "Isn't this exactly what you wanted! I'll give you what you want! I'll grant your wish! I'll give you everything!"

He tore at her like a madman, his fierce kisses landing, leaving behind a trail of sticky, bloody flesh...

After everything settled down, Yan Kai put on his clothes and left after falling asleep in Yalta. However, the moment he closed the door, the female insect silently opened her eyes...

Back at the sergeant's quarters, Yan Kai ran into Nolan, who had come looking for him.

The blonde female insect that hit him was his biological younger brother.

Without exchanging pleasantries, Nolan went straight to the point: "My father asked me to give you a message: Wait patiently for the guest from afar, and your wishes will eventually come true."

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