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    ◎Is a pregnant Female’s mind filled with nothing but pheromones?◎

    Release the Female Monarch?

    Nourish the Zerg egg?

    “I think you just want me to die.”

    Mu Si fled to the doorway, looking back over his shoulder, just in time to meet X’s furious, frenzied gaze.

    The Female Zerg’s muscles were strained tight, his wrists abraded into bloody welts by the tightening chains, and the frost-flower-shaped zerg markings on his arms seemed to flare for an instant before swiftly dimming down.

    Hiss…

    Those zerg markings did flash for a second, didn’t they?

    Nearly mobilizing zerg marking energy while wearing an S-grade inhibitor, just what kind of monster was he?

    If the inhibitor were not dutifully functioning, Mu Si had zero doubt that X would crush the alloy chains with his bare hands and tear him to pieces right after.

    Truly, the combat prowess of an apex Female Zerg was terrifying.

    Once X was released, the first one to die would be him.

    However, if the Scumbag Gong Value stayed too high and the reformation mission went unfulfilled, he would die as well.

    Having confirmed that X was pregnant, Mu Si already believed half of what the livestream system claimed.

    Seeing how much X cared about the Zerg egg, along with that horrifying strength that nearly shattered the inhibitor’s constraints, his belief shot straight to ninety percent.

    If this Zerg egg could not be saved, X truly would drag him down to the grave together at all costs.

    Both paths led to a dead end, and the sole glimmer of survival rested upon that development-stalled Zerg egg.

    With the inhibitor still running, X could not channel zerg marking energy and would not break free of the chains anytime soon.

    Mu Si gathered his courage, halted his steps, and asked the doctor from afar:

    “As long as there are enough pheromones, the Zerg egg can be preserved, right?”

    “Theoretically speaking, that is the case…”

    The sub-Female doctor was panicking too, terrified that Major General X might break free and harm the Prince, while also fearing the Prince might be enraged and penalize him.

    Trembling in fear, he said:

    “The Zerg egg has had zero contact with Male Zerg pheromones since conception. The deficit is far too severe, critically impairing its growth and development. Ordinary pheromone nourishment will not be enough to restore it.”

    Mu Si had already read the examination report and understood the situation, so he cut straight to the point:

    “You only need to tell me what to do next.”

    X also suppressed all emotions, holding his breath as he stared at the doctor, waiting for the answer.

    “Make up ten times for every missing share.”

    The sub-Female doctor said, “The pheromones missed in the earlier stage must be repaid tenfold. Only then is there a possibility for the Zerg egg to awaken from dormancy and continue developing normally.”

    X closed his eyes in despair.

    He could discard his pride and endure any torture, perhaps coaxing pheromones out of the Prince once or twice.

    Yet tenfold pheromones was an amount difficult to obtain even for an exceptionally favored Female Zerg.

    Mu Si’s brows knitted slightly, also feeling this matter was difficult to handle.

    He had pheromones, but it still required the Female Zerg’s cooperation.

    Mu Si cast a quiet sidelong glance at X, only to see that the Female Zerg’s ramrod-straight spine had slumped, looking as though all strength had been drained from him.

    He still preferred the way X remained tough and unyielding no matter what torture he endured.

    Although it made his teeth itch with irritation, that kind of X was captivating, and made him want to hurt him even more.

    Mu Si dismissed the doctor first.

    Only the two bugs remained inside the cold, cavernous disciplinary chamber.

    Mu Si’s eyes darted around, brewing wicked ideas.

    “You heard it as well, only tenfold pheromones can keep the Zerg egg alive.”

    He walked toward X with slow steps, keeping his eyes on X’s movements the entire time.

    If the other made any abnormal move, he could turn and flee instantly.

    X lifted his eyes, his emerald-green gaze cool and frank.

    He guessed that the Prince intended to humiliate him with this.

    If he could obtain pheromones through it, he did not care what he would suffer.

    However, it was impossible for the Prince to grant him sufficient pheromones.

    X’s gaze slowly settled on the Prince’s exposed neck.

    Fresh blood also contained copious amounts of pheromones.

    If…

    Mu Si felt a chill across his throat, a creepy sensation crawling up the back of his neck.

    He stopped in his tracks immediately.

    High-grade Male Zergs held keen perception toward danger, comparable to the combat instincts accumulated by military females over years of facing peril.

    Only he and X occupied this chamber, so there was no need to question who that sensed danger came from.

    Mu Si was slightly angry.

    He had put aside past grievances and prepared to help X save the egg, yet the Female Zerg was actually bent on killing him.

    In that case, do not blame him for making things intentionally difficult.

    There were many ways for a Male Zerg to bestow pheromones upon a Female Zerg, capable of making the Female Zerg feel ecstatic pleasure, or excruciating agony.

    “Major General X, you wouldn’t want your child to die inside your belly, would you?”

    Mu Si did not hide his anger in the slightest, his eyes looking at X with blatant malice.

    X inhaled deeply, relaxed his body, and tilted his head back slowly, exposing his inhibitor-clad throat as he looked up at Mu Si from below.

    “If Your Highness is willing to bestow some pheromones upon me.”

    The Female Zerg’s posture had not changed much from before, yet X’s muscles smoothed out and his voice softened, adopting a submissive and pleasing demeanor.

    Fair skin unexposed to sunlight for a long time, paired with the black collar inhibitor, carried a cool, delicate fragility, exceptionally evoking pity.

    It was also easy to trigger the sadistic desires of certain degenerates.

    Especially those habitually cold emerald eyes: softened with emotion, they resembled tiny hooks, scratching at a bug’s heart until it itched.

    A clumsy disguise.

    An unfamiliar seduction.

    Yet strangely, it smoothed away Mu Si’s anger.

    Mu Si stepped forward, pinched X’s chin, tilted his face up, and brushed his finger along his cheek, successfully admiring the Female Zerg’s forebearing expression.

    This was a performance both understood plainly.

    Yet Mu Si did not mind.

    And X had no choice.

    “Want pheromones? Then you better perform well.”

    Mu Si spoke in a frivolous tone, his gaze sliding down X’s neck into the black tight-fitting vest that wrapped around full chest muscles, carrying an unmistakable hint.

    Yet the Female Zerg possessed greater endurance and boldness than he thought.

    X tilted his head, parting his lips to take Mu Si’s fingertip into his mouth.

    “…”

    Mu Si’s mind went blank, and he pulled his hand back in a rush.

    Ahhhhh!

    Fortunately, his finger was not bitten off.

    Clutching his hand, Mu Si quickly scanned the light screen, catching sight of excited bullet comments flooding the display.

    “???”

    What was wrong with these otherworld viewers?

    There weren’t even any pheromones, what were they getting excited about?

    Mu Si’s ears burned hot, and finding the Female Zerg before him an eyesore, he glared down at him fiercely.

    “Can’t you show a bit more restraint?!”

    “?”

    X found that he couldn’t quite keep up with the Male Zerg’s train of thought.

    Hadn’t the Prince asked for service himself?

    “If Your Highness dislikes me taking the initiative, I will restrain myself. I have high endurance, whatever you wish is fine.”

    X lowered his eyes, wearing a docile look.

    If he had not appended “as long as you grant me pheromones” at the end, it might have appeared more sincere.

    “Mm, pheromones. As long as you perform well, I will naturally grant them to you.”

    Mu Si replied casually, the heat on the tips of his ears gradually receding as his gaze drifted toward the livestream screen.

    It wasn’t that he disliked him taking the initiative.

    Rather, he didn’t want other bugs, or any other beings, to see X in an aroused state.

    X belonged to him.

    Belonged solely to him.

    Since it was a livestream, there should be censoring or mosaic options, right?

    Could sound be muted? Could the screen go black?

    He would look into it properly later.

    Returning his focus to X.

    The Female Zerg clearly picked up on his perfunctory tone, with traces of anxiety and fierce irritation surfacing between his brows.

    Mu Si wanted to laugh a little.

    His response was somewhat careless, but it wasn’t as if he wouldn’t give the pheromones, so why the rush?

    Regardless, this X whose emotions could be easily swayed by him was far more pleasing to the eye than the previous X who treated him like thin air.

    “Don’t rush, let me think how to arrange this…”

    Mu Si picked up a strand of X’s hair, twirling and playing with it around his finger.

    X’s eyelashes trembled, feeling somewhat uneasy.

    Perhaps he ought to do something to please the Prince and beg for mercy.

    Yet he was not adept at this, and the Prince did not seem to favor a Female Zerg being overly proactive either.

    Trapped in a suffocating silence, X waited for the verdict regarding him and the Zerg egg.

    Yet he heard the Prince say:

    “You may leave the disciplinary chamber.”

    X snapped his head up, staring at the Prince in disbelief.

    Mu Si added, “However, you must wear another inhibitor.”

    He was truly wary of this Female Zerg.

    S-grade Female Zergs were all monsters; even top-grade inhibitors had almost failed to restrain him.

    Mu Si contacted the butler, ordering a bracelet-type inhibitor to be brought over.

    X had no right to dispute the Prince’s decision.

    He could only obey the Prince’s arrangements.

    Still, being able to leave the disciplinary chamber was a good thing.

    Previously, he would not have cared where he stayed.

    Ever since being forcefully matched by the Prince, he had lost everything.

    Any corner of the Prince’s Manor was no different to him, merely different sections of the same cage.

    Now, even if only for the Zerg egg in his belly, he could not remain here.

    After all, no one could guarantee that the Male Zerg would remember to visit the disciplinary chamber every single day to provide pheromones.

    The inhibitor arrived; Mu Si received it and fitted it onto X personally.

    “Let’s put it on… the right hand.”

    Mu Si buckled the inhibitor onto X’s right wrist, activated it, and only then unlocked the chains on his body.

    Almost the moment the inhibitor was clasped shut, X felt a wave of powerlessness.

    His body felt light and airy, utterly unable to muster strength.

    With the chains supporting his body undone, X tumbled forward uncontrollably.

    The Prince happened to be standing right in front of him, so with this fall, he collapsed directly onto the Prince.

    Moreover, the positioning was somewhat awkward.

    He knelt while the Prince stood, and at this height, his chin landed right against…

    Holding his breath, X turned his face aside, forcing his body up to dodge away.

    Yet at this moment, he caught a wisp of fruity floral wood aroma: the scent of the Prince’s pheromones.

    His body, deprived of pheromone nourishment for so long, began to shiver, and X’s rationality tottered on the brink.

    The steadfast willpower of a military female kept him from yielding to instinct.

    Yet his body told him that he needed pheromones.

    Yes, he needed pheromones; his Zerg egg desperately needed pheromone nourishment.

    In a flash, X made his choice, closing his eyes as if marching to his sacrifice, abandoning himself to instinct to greet the upcoming agony.

    “W-wait!”

    Mu Si shoved X away, gathered his coat, and backed away several steps, glaring at the Female Zerg before him with a flushed face.

    “You, show some restraint! Restraint! Are you really that impatient?!”

    X only swayed briefly upon being pushed away, steadying his footing quickly.

    Hearing the Prince’s rebuke, X did not feel much humiliation; perhaps it was because the Prince stomping his feet with a flushed face carried zero deterrence.

    Propping a hand on the ground, he slowly stood up.

    The shift in visual elevation made him dazed for an instant.

    How long had it been since he last stood up?

    Fortunately, an S-grade Female Zerg possessed a formidable physique and remarkable recuperation.

    Aside from feeling exceptionally weak and drained, it was not much different from usual.

    Having already gathered experience with being restricted by inhibitors, X quickly adapted to his current physical state.

    Then he realized the Prince had fallen quiet at some point, staring up at him blankly.

    There was an innate skeletal and stature gap between Male Zergs and Female Zergs.

    It had not been obvious while X was kneeling, but once he stood up, it became glaringly apparent.

    Mu Si, who exercised regularly, was considered tall among Male Zergs, and possessed a fine physique, stood before the towering, heavily muscled X, looking a full size smaller, framed almost into looking delicate.

    Standing close together, the physical intimidation was instantly pushed to maximum.

    Yet the larger, sturdier Female Zerg lowered his gaze at this moment, shedding all sharpness as he inquired softly:

    “Your Highness, when may I receive the pheromones you bestow?”

    Mu Si: “…”

    Is a pregnant Female’s mind filled with nothing but pheromones?

    Ten times the pheromones required for normal Zerg egg development…

    Mu Si could already foresee his tragic life over the upcoming months.

    Every day he would have to sleep with X like punching a clock at work, tormenting X this way and that, and watching X endure and cooperate with him…

    Wuu wuu wuu, so tragic.

    Yet the corners of his mouth couldn’t even be suppressed from curling up.

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