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

Perhaps it was the mercy of the insect god, for after the blizzard came fifteen days of clear weather, and the cleanup work in the central square finally came to an end, though unfortunately the result was not satisfactory.

Because of the attack of the light bullets, not many corpses could be pieced together completely. Some were even left without a trace of their existence. More than 100,000 corpses were buried at the feet of the Insect God. With each step deeper they dug, the hearts of all the Insect people became heavier. Even the warm spring sun of Longkoda seemed to carry the chill of midwinter, freezing the hearts of the Insect people once again.

Their hearts were filled with hatred, and they wished they could tear those traitorous insects to pieces, eat their flesh and drink their blood to avenge their relatives and friends, but they couldn't even find a trace of those insects.

As Barlow predicted, many of the insects blamed the male insects for the evil, seeing them as a thorn in their side and even trying to kill them on several occasions. Fortunately, Della had taken precautions in time, which prevented a major disaster from happening. Otherwise, the antagonism between the sexes would have only intensified.

They have been trying to mediate since then. Although it is sad, most of the insect people are still able to view the matter rationally. Of course, there are also radicals who are unwilling to compromise.

However, given that Longkoda has already reached this point, implementing new policies is imperative.

The only thing to celebrate these days is the favor of the insect god; their new king has not been defeated by guns and cannons.

Yalta finally appeared on the second day after his fever subsided, and the previously dejected insectoids immediately found their backbone again.

On that day, thousands of people gathered, and all the legions were fully prepared to go.

At the high priest's request, Yalta swore an oath in the name of the insect god to every citizen of Longkoda, vowing to make Balo pay for his blood debt.

The king of this white snowfield, an invincible legend, will once again display his dazzling brilliance.

He will remain true to his promise, fearless in the face of death, and dedicate his life to it.

Having received the leader's promise, the insectoids were finally willing to embark on their journey home. Among them were many female soldiers who had been delayed for too long due to this accident and had to return to their base as soon as possible to fulfill their duties.

Many young female insects, whose relatives and friends all perished in the attack, directly signed up to become conscripts, waiting to join the punitive expedition team after training.

Yalta also temporarily put aside his obsession with the male insect. He still didn't understand where Yan Kai's overwhelming anger came from that day, but he could vaguely sense that there seemed to be some misunderstanding. However, he had more important things to do at the moment, so he could only put it aside for the time being.

He stands on the edge of power, and has no right to be willful.

Two equally clueless and love-starved individuals find their journey through emotional issues unexpectedly difficult.

Their biggest problem isn't that they lack a mouth, but that even though they have a mouth, they can never be in sync with each other.

A human and an insect, living in completely different environments, are destined to be unable to consider each other's perspectives.

Yalta led a massive army across the far north, launching a thorough search.

His wings are still being repaired, and for the time being he can only rely on the strength of his companions. Four female soldiers lift up a golden throne with exquisite reliefs that are lifelike, and the soaring snow eagle seems to be about to take flight.

The female insect sat steadily in the middle, her military uniform buttons were neatly fastened, and her short, neat hair made her face look even more sharp, like a drawn sword, and just looking at her made one feel a chill.

Yalta looked at the vast expanse of land and knew there was no way he could find them in a day or two.

But he was once Barlow's student and knew the old man's methods all too well. The most dangerous place is the safest place. He wouldn't place the base thousands of miles away. It would definitely be in some not-too-distant but inconspicuous corner, waiting for the prey to walk into his trap.

Yalta slowly curled the corners of his mouth, his insect-like fingertips tracing across the throne, leaving several distinct marks. It was time for the master and disciple to settle their scores from the past few years.

After all, he was never a magnanimous insect. Losing a pair of wings was a small matter, but he had to make the male insect pay the price for his various grievances.

Indeed, sometimes it's really hard to keep up with the insect's thinking. Even when it's clearly his own problem, he insists on finding an excuse to absolve himself and find another insect to take the blame, as if everything will be fine.

Inside the palace.

Tokar couldn't join the army on the day of the insect population survey, and he didn't trust other insects to do it, so he accelerated the work that was originally scheduled for a week to be completed in three days. After sending the data to Elke, he rushed to catch up with Yalta without even changing his clothes, with huge dark circles under his eyes, afraid that if he was a step too late, the female insect would be blown up in some corner.

Nolan rushed over after receiving the news, only to find a wisp of dust floating in the air, a desolate figure standing disheveled in the howling north wind.

I worked myself to the bone for a week, and not only did he not say thank you, he didn't even bother to tell me about such a big thing as his long journey!

Nolan slumped his shoulders, thinking of Joan who had become a father, and suddenly felt that insect life was full of hardships. How come he had never realized before that female insects were such difficult creatures?

Ayar's love manual is completely useless!

He was helpless and worried. He had heard about Barlow’s deeds. He was ruthless in achieving his goals. If they were to meet head-on, it would surely be a tough battle.

Meanwhile, the Tuslian Chamber of Commerce welcomed several special guests.

"I never expected His Majesty would send you on this trip."

The leader of the insects removed his hat, revealing a delicate face with white hair and dark, inky eyes. He was also shorter than the insects behind him, slender and graceful, clearly a handsome male.

"Long time no see, Arya."

The male insect reached out its hand to the female insect, its expression gentle.

Alya did not shake hands, but instead bowed to him according to the rules of Lonkoda, placing one hand on his shoulder: "Long time no see, Knox."

The male insect, known as Knox, was not annoyed. Instead, he raised his empty hand and grabbed a strand of the female insect's golden hair that was hanging down her chest, then leaned in and gave her a kiss.

"My queen's hometown is very beautiful."

Alya scoffed: "His Highness the Eleventh Prince has many beautiful women at home. I dare not occupy such an important position. Everyone in Longkoda knows that I have not yet signed a marriage contract and am a golden bachelor."

The last few words were drawn out unexpectedly long.

Knox naturally understood that he had upset the female insect, which was why he had taken on this matter and rushed over to apologize after finding out the news.

The male insect's eyes were filled with doting affection as he lowered his voice and said to him, "Take care of the important business first, and I'll let you do whatever you want with me."

Alya has always been a sensible and discerning female insect, never making a mistake on important matters.

When will the messenger arrive?

"A week later."

"Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the leader will surely return to the palace within three days."

"Where's the male insect you mentioned?"

Alya called out into the living room, "Yan Kai."

Yan Kai pushed open the door to the small living room and saw six richly dressed insects. They were not as tall as the insect people from the far north, and their facial features were also slightly different.

He had previously thought the insects here were already quite beautiful, but these few in front of him were clearly even better, not just in terms of their features, but also in terms of their overall aura.

It's self-confidence.

Regardless of whether it is a male or female insect.

Yan Kai withdrew his scrutinizing gaze, approached, and greeted them: "Hello, I'm Yan Kai."

Knox looked at him with interest: "I heard you're an S-class male insect?"

Yan Kai lowered his eyelids and carefully answered, "That's exactly what the test results show."

Now he himself is wondering what he really is.

"Arya said my insect cub offended you, I'm really sorry."

Yan Kai was slightly surprised, but didn't show it on his face: "No, it was just a little accident. Alya helped me a lot."

"I can take you away."

Knox got straight to the point: they had come to take him away.

Yan Kai took two steps forward, his expression resolute: "That's exactly what I'm thinking."

Knox glanced at Alya beside him, and without beating around the bush, said directly, "But Yan Kai, everything comes at a price."