SGT CH52: Extra II

CH52: X Transmigrates to After Marrying the Prince and Having Children
◎If you make a sound, I’ll let your little male Zerg fuck you.◎

The forest was bombed into a basin, the land sinking dozens of meters. The safe house was reduced to nothing, and his little male Zerg was nowhere to be found.

X choked on a sob in his sleep, his brows furrowed in pain, the corners of his eyes glistening.

“…Aix? Aix?”

The call came from afar, yet it seemed to be right next to his ear.

A soft, warm touch landed on his shoulder, his body was pushed, and X’s eyes flew open, meeting a pair of… unbelievably beautiful heterochromatic eyes.

Bright amber gold, clear emerald green.

One gold, one green, like priceless star-stones on an emperor’s crown.

And the Zerg who owned those heterochromatic eyes was so beautiful it was like a hallucination before a Zerg’s death.

X was dazed for a moment, not knowing where or when he was.

The beautiful male Zerg watched him, his heterochromatic eyes filled with worry. A fair, slender hand caressed his chest, and his voice was soft:

“Did you have a nightmare? Don’t be afraid, it’s okay now.”

It seemed even more like a deathbed hallucination.

But the male Zerg’s silvery-gold hair fell by his ear, brushing against his face, and the tickle it caused was very real.

His right hand was forced up, bound to the headboard by metal handcuffs, and the cold touch on his wrist was equally real.

X tried hard to make his brain work under the impact of the male Zerg’s beauty, contemplating his current situation.

Obviously, he had been captured.

In his last memory, he was enduring the pain of his shattered spiritual domain while searching for the little male Zerg day and night, looking in every place he could think of.

In the end, both his spirit and body couldn’t hold on, and he fell into a coma.

His captors could be the hidden forces of the Dark Star Field, or it could be the Zerg military.

And he seemed to have been presented as a gift to a male Zerg for torture and play.

Whether it was the arranger’s mistake or the arrogant decision of the male Zerg before him, he surprisingly wasn’t wearing an inhibitor.

A small pair of handcuffs couldn’t restrain a high-level female Zerg at all.

The male Zerg was very close to him, his posture very relaxed.

Even in his worst state, X had a hundred ways to subdue the male Zerg before he could call for help.

What’s more, X felt his body filled with power, as if he had broken through again, and the effects of his shattered spiritual domain were no longer there.

In this state, he was strong enough to face a mecha regiment.

No matter how strong the guards outside were, X wasn’t worried. He had absolute confidence in his own strength.

As for the male Zerg… this male Zerg hadn’t had a chance to do anything excessive to him yet, and X didn’t want to hurt him.

Just let him sleep.

X slightly turned his wrist, about to break the handcuffs, when the male Zerg looked over.

The male Zerg leaned closer, his impactful beauty magnifying before his eyes.

Aix’s breath hitched, and he forgot to react.

The male Zerg’s palm, half-wrapped in a silk pajama sleeve, rested on his bare chest.

Cool strands of hair, carrying a hint of pheromones, fell on his face…

In a daze, X heard a click.

The male Zerg had unlocked his handcuffs.

“We played too hard last night, I forgot about the handcuffs. Does it hurt? Let me massage it for you.”

The male Zerg took his arm into his embrace, kneading his wrist and forearm, his movements gentle and intimate.

It was too strange. This was not the attitude a pleased male Zerg should have towards a captive sent for torture and play.

And the male Zerg said last night…

X finally noticed something was wrong.

His body was enveloped in pheromones so sweet they made a Zerg dizzy. His lower abdomen was warm, and his whole body was filled with an indescribable sense of satiety.

This male Zerg hadn’t failed to enjoy him; he had already used him.

But his body felt no pain from being tortured; on the contrary, it felt very comfortable.

Apparently, the male Zerg was excessively gentle when using him.

A female Zerg sent for amusement was just a disposable item. Was it necessary to use him so preciously?

X was confused for a moment.

It seemed his assumptions were wrong.

With the current situation unclear, he dared not act rashly.

“Feeling better?”

The male Zerg asked while massaging his wrist, sizing him up with a slightly puzzled look in his eyes.

X knew his attitude had made the male Zerg suspicious. Before figuring out the situation, he had to be more cautious.

X carefully withdrew his hand, lowered his eyes to hide his emotions, and put on a submissive and obedient appearance, choosing a form of address that couldn’t be wrong:

“Thank you, Your Lordship. I’m fine now.”

Mousse tilted his head in confusion.

“Your Lordship” was indeed a common form of address for high-level male Zerg.

But Aix had never called him that.

Even when their relationship was at its worst and most distant, Aix still called him “Your Highness.”

Aix’s attitude today was really strange.

After waking up, he didn’t proactively pull him into his arms, and his eyes seemed cold and distant.

If it weren’t for the fact that Aix’s gaze was always drawn to him, with a mix of daze and amazement in his eyes when he looked at him, Mousse would have thought Aix didn’t love him anymore.

“Aix, you’re so cold to me today.”

Mousse leaned over to hug Aix, burying his head and rubbing against his shoulder.

“Aix” and “X” are pronounced the same, so X didn’t notice anything wrong.

The male Zerg’s closeness made his body stiffen, his mind a mess.

He had to concentrate very hard to be able to think.

The male Zerg said he was “cold today.”

What did that mean?

Was there a ‘before’?

How long had he been with this male Zerg? Why didn’t he have any memory of it?

Could it be that his brain had been altered after he was captured?

Or had he had some accident and lost part of his memory?

What time was it now? How long had it been since the Zerg army entered the Dark Star Field?

Where was his Sisi?

How was his Sisi doing?

X’s mind was in turmoil, and a hint of panic unconsciously appeared in his eyes.

But when the male Zerg looked up at him, he immediately hid his emotions and appeared calm and submissive.

Mousse was even more puzzled.

Male Zerg didn’t just rely on their eyes to observe emotions.

Mental power was the most sensitive to perceiving emotions.

Mousse could feel the panic and unease in X’s heart, as well as a deeper level of worry.

What was he uneasy and worried about?

“What’s wrong with you? What happened? Can you tell me?”

Mousse looked into Aix’s eyes and asked gently.

“No, it’s nothing…” X didn’t dare to trust the male Zerg in front of him.

Surviving in a place like the Dark Star Field, he could only trust himself.

Later, there was only the addition of the little male Zerg.

He could only trust himself, and his beloved family Zerg.

“I’m just a little confused… I was groggy from sleep and can’t remember the time.”

The last sentence carried a hint of probing.

Mousse glanced at him, opened his terminal, and moved the virtual screen in front of him.

“Six in the morning. It’s still early. You have the day off today, no need to go to the military headquarters. You can sleep in.”

As the male Zerg spoke of the time, X’s gaze was fixed on the year in front.

Star Calendar 3026.

20 years later.

X’s brain spun.
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“Doctor, what’s wrong with Aix’s body? Why did he suddenly feel dizzy?”

In the medical room, Mousse asked the doctor who was examining Aix, his expression unable to hide his anxiety.

The sub-female doctor looked at the data carefully, thought for a moment, and replied:

“Please rest assured, Your Highness. The Grand Admiral’s body is strong enough to kill a cosmic beast with one punch. As for the dizziness… it might be due to some kind of shock.”

“Shock?” Mousse didn’t understand.

He just showed Aix the time.

“According to the brain scan analysis, Vice Admiral Aix has temporarily lost a part of his memory,” the doctor said.

“Lost his memory…”

Mousse looked at the dazed Aix on the medical bed, remembered something, pulled the doctor over, and asked in a low voice:

“Could this be related to a mental suggestion?”

Last night, taking advantage of the fact that both Zerg were on leave, Mousse wanted Aix to play something exciting with him.

Aix, of course, would not refuse him.

So, Mousse placed a mental suggestion on him, making him forget that he was his male lord.

And then engaged in some very steamy forced love with Aix.

The doctor really wanted to tell the Prince that with the hearing of an SS-class female Zerg, even if they lowered their voices to below 1 decibel, Grand Admiral Aix could hear them clearly.

Not understanding what the Prince and the Vice Admiral were playing at, the doctor, who had already become unflappable, chose to cooperate. He also lowered his voice and replied:

“It’s possible. Your Highness knows more about the spiritual domain than I do. Perhaps Your Highness can check the Vice Admiral’s spiritual domain.”

“Mmm, I know what to do now.”

Mousse nodded and said to the doctor, “You can go. Leave this to me.”

After the doctor left, Mousse sat down by the medical bed.

Aix clearly heard his conversation with the doctor, but his expression didn’t change.

Only when he approached did his gaze move, his eyes falling on him.

“What have you forgotten? It should be more than just the fact that I’m your male lord, right?” Mousse asked.

During the forced session last night, although Aix had forgotten he was his male lord, he still remembered that he was a married female Zerg, had a male lord, and also had a cub.

Even though his impression of his male lord was blurry, even for the sake of the cute cub in his memory, he could not be possessed by another male Zerg.

So he resisted particularly fiercely.

Mousse had to release double the pheromones to make his body go soft and barely suppress him.

Even so, during the process, Aix looked extremely humiliated, his mind resisting fiercely but betrayed by his body’s reaction.

Even when he was dazed by the pheromones, he would think of escaping the moment he regained a bit of strength.

But a female Zerg captured by pheromones finds it hard to escape a male Zerg’s control. After crawling just a short distance, he would be held down and dragged back by Mousse, to be irrigated with more pheromones.

The current situation was as if Aix had even forgotten he was married.

A side effect of the mental suggestion? An enhanced version of memory loss?

Mousse guessed.

“I’m sorry, Male Lord. I may have lost nearly 20 years of memory.”

Although he knew he hadn’t been captured, and the male Zerg sitting before him wasn’t one who was going to torture him for fun but his legal male lord, X’s anxiety did not diminish in the slightest.

A male lord has absolute dominion over his own female Zerg.

The restrictions he would suffer would not be much better than being a captive.

As a captive, he could still fight his way out, at most facing a mecha regiment.

But once possessed by a male Zerg, if he were to escape, it would mean making an enemy of the entire Zerg Empire.

If he were alone, it would be fine, but he still had to find the little male Zerg and must rely on the power of the Zerg race.

He couldn’t escape, and he had nowhere to go.

X lowered his eyes to hide his nervousness and unease, trying his best to appear submissive.

Only in this way could he make the male Zerg lower his guard.

Only then could he get a chance to breathe, to search for his little male Zerg.

Mousse actually felt a little guilty about Aix losing his memory.

Now, Aix didn’t question him and didn’t look angry. Instead, he lowered his posture significantly.

This made Mousse even more embarrassed.

But Aix called him “Male Lord”!

Ever since they got together, Aix had either called him “Your Highness” or “Sisi.”

Only when he was being fucked too hard would he sob out a few cries of “Male Lord” to beg for mercy.

Mousse’s heart itched from being called “Male Lord.”

He had originally wanted to immediately lift the mental suggestion, but now, Mousse suddenly had other ideas.

The holiday had just begun anyway. If he played a little longer, Aix wouldn’t blame him after he regained his memory, right?

“Twenty years, which means… your memory is still back in the Dark Star Field?”

Mousse asked while discreetly extending his mental threads to check Aix’s spiritual domain.

X looked up in surprise. “You know about the Dark Star Field?”

“Of course, I am the Dark Star Field’s… oh, it’s been renamed White Night Star now. I am the lord of White Night Star.”

Mousse smiled demurely.

He single-handedly transformed the Dark Star Field into White Night Star. Mousse was still very proud of this achievement.

Lord of the Dark Star Field…

X was shocked.

Indeed, the Dark Star Field had been completely occupied by the Zerg and become the territory of the Zerg Empire.

And he, after that, had married the lord of the Dark Star Field.

After knowing the other party was the lord of the Dark Star Field, looking at the male Zerg who was smiling at him with obvious affection in his eyes, X felt a little guilty.

Knowing himself, X knew that in order to find the little male Zerg, he would give up everything.

It wasn’t impossible that he had proactively seduced the male Zerg lord of the Dark Star Field to use his power to search for the little male Zerg.

X didn’t dare to look at the male Zerg’s affectionate eyes and lowered his head in shame.

But this was about the little male Zerg, so he had to get an answer.

“Do you… know about the little male Zerg?” X asked.

Since he was using the lord’s help to find the little male Zerg, the other party couldn’t be completely unaware. X thought he might be able to get some news from him.

After confirming that Aix merely had a part of his memory dormant and had no other problems, and that the memory could be awakened at any time, Mousse was relieved.

He withdrew his mental threads and prepared to weave a story.

“You mean Sisi, right?” Mousse said with a smile.

“Yes! You know Sisi? Where is he now? Can I go see him?”

X excitedly grabbed the male Zerg’s hand.

Belatedly realizing this was too presumptuous, he wanted to withdraw his hand.

Mousse squeezed Aix’s hand back, not letting him break free.

“Him? He’s married, has a military female Zerg as a female consort, and also has a cub.”

Mousse planned to revise last night’s script and continue using it, playing the role of a villain who bullied males and dominated females, humiliating female Zerg.

So, as a look of surprise appeared in Aix’s eyes, he deliberately caressed Aix’s hand suggestively, a wicked smile playing on his lips, and asked maliciously:

“You want to see him?”

X vaguely sensed the male Zerg’s “ill intentions.” But as long as he could see the little male Zerg, he was willing to endure anything.

“I beg you, let me see Sisi just once. I just want to confirm he’s safe.”

“Sure, but it depends on your performance.”

With a click, Mousse put the handcuffs on Aix’s hands, cuffing him to the medical bed.

X looked at the handcuffs in astonishment, his breath hitching. When he looked back at the male Zerg, his body tensed unconsciously.

“…Male Lord?”

Mousse leaned closer, covered his mouth, and smiled slyly:

“You can’t make a sound, okay? If another Zerg finds out, I’ll invite your little male Zerg for a female Zerg exchange event, swap female consorts with him for fun, and let him fuck you.”

X’s eyes widened in terror.

“You know? Your little male Zerg’s female consort is very handsome. I’ve been coveting him for a long time.”

Mousse leaned close to his ear and said in a low voice:

“Guess, will your little male Zerg swap with me?”

He won’t!

X was both shocked and angry, his body trembling with rage.

Just as he was about to speak, the Prince covered his mouth again.

“Shh, if you make a sound, you fail. I’m only reminding you this once.”

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Author’s Note:

Right now the Grand Admiral only has X’s memories. You can treat it as transmigration, or as amnesia.

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