SGT CH161: Extra

The Prince’s attitude was arrogant and disdainful, as if he didn’t care about the outcome of his awakening at all.

Aix, however, couldn’t help but care.

Perhaps because of that hallucinatory “Brother Aix,” or perhaps the familiarity faintly revealed amidst the Prince’s complete difference from the little male.

He couldn’t watch the Prince’s awakening go wrong.

The little male had left him during his second awakening.

Perhaps because of this, when treating a male Zerg in his awakening period, Aix always had a bit more care and tolerance that even he himself didn’t notice.

Even though the Prince was extremely arrogant and disdainful of him, Aix continued:

“Please let me continue to be your guide until you complete your physiological awakening.”

Aix closed his eyes deeply.

He knew what saying this sentence meant.

The previous drugging and coercion would cease to exist.

Everything became him throwing himself at the Prince, pestering him, and clinging to the powerful.

Mousse turned the ruby signet ring on his hand, the corners of his mouth raising almost imperceptibly, still looking noble and arrogant.

“Since you pleaded sincerely, I will reluctantly let you continue to be my guide.”

[You begged me.]

[Not me asking you to stay and accompany me.]

Aix lowered his eyes and said nothing.

The sub-female doctor looked at this one, then that one, confused.

But since the Prince’s guide was still Lieutenant General Aix, there shouldn’t be any problem.

The sub-female doctor packed up the instruments and temporarily withdrew with the medical team members.

Mousse slowly got up from the sofa, adjusted his cuffs, brushed off non-existent dust, raised his chin slightly, and said to Aix:

“Follow me.”

The Prince’s Mansion had many spacious or luxurious rooms.

Some Mousse had lived in, while most Mousse had never set foot in.

Male Zergs in their awakening period would subconsciously look for a residence that made them feel safe.

When Mousse realized it, he had already brought Aix to the first basement floor.

Mousse paused slightly.

But having come this far, turning back would seem even stranger.

Mousse braced himself and continued walking down.

[I bet he wouldn’t dare be picky.]

“…”

Aix looked at the long underground passage, with hard and thick metal walls on both sides. Cold and bright lights shone from above, making this place look more like some prison or a path to a torture chamber.

Anyway, not much difference.

Isn’t that what basements in male Zergs’ homes are used for?

Imprisoning female Zergs, torturing female Zergs.

He just didn’t expect that the Prince detested him so much that to torture him, he would rather spend his physiological awakening in such a place.

Mousse walked familiarly to the room he knew well.

The sensor on the door recognized his identity, and the door opened automatically.

Mousse stepped inside.

Aix followed him in.

Surprisingly, he found this wasn’t the torture chamber or punishment room he imagined, but a rather compactly furnished small bedroom.

Although small, it had everything needed.

Clearly, a Zerg had lived here for a long time; there were many traces of life.

Generally speaking, Zergs who lived in the basement for a long time were discarded female Zergs in the family, extremely disliked by the male Zerg.

But the Prince had just entered physiological awakening and wasn’t married yet, so naturally, he couldn’t have female concubines or slaves.

Aix couldn’t imagine what kind of Zerg originally lived in this basement room.

It couldn’t possibly be the Prince himself.

Mousse took a cup of his favorite juice from the mini-fridge, inserted a straw, took a sip, and looking back at Aix’s slightly dry lips, remembered that the other party hadn’t eaten since last night and had lost a lot of water…

Maybe he was dehydrated.

“Want something to drink?”

Mousse asked.

Aix subconsciously wanted to refuse.

Then he remembered, given the Prince’s disgust for him, this might be his only chance to eat in the next few days.

Zergs had strong vitality; not eating for a while wasn’t a problem.

But his mental state wasn’t good, and he needed more energy to maintain his sanity.

Moreover, taking care of a male Zerg’s physiological awakening wasn’t easy. As a guide, the female Zerg would also consume a lot of energy.

Although not to the point of physical exhaustion, becoming too disheveled would be inappropriate after all.

So, Aix swallowed the refusal on the tip of his tongue and said cautiously: “Anything is fine.”

Mousse hated this kind of vague answer the most.

His gaze swept across the fridge, and mischievously picked a bottle of milk fruit drink, throwing it to Aix.

Aix caught it steadily, indifferent to the flavor of the drink, quickly opened it, and drank it clean.

It was just that he had never drunk such a sweet drink. The lingering fragrance of milk fruit in his mouth reminded him of the little male.

Milk fruit was the little male’s favorite fruit, and one of the few fruits he could obtain in the Dark Star Domain.

Aix couldn’t help looking up at the Prince.

Wondering if his longing was too deep, he actually felt that the beautiful male Zerg with platinum long hair sipping juice looked somewhat similar to the little male in his memory.

Seeing the female Zerg finish the whole bottle of milk fruit juice in one go and look over eagerly, Mousse thought he wanted more.

So he took another bottle of energy drink and threw it to him.

However, Aix hadn’t eaten since last night. Female Zergs needed a lot of energy and had large appetites; just drinking beverages definitely wasn’t enough.

It was too late to have Zergs prepare meals now.

Mousse thought for a moment, took out a tube of nutrient solution, threw it to him, and instructed:

“Go rinse your mouth after drinking, wash the taste away.”

Mousse hated the taste of all nutrient solutions.

Just now getting off the aircraft, the butler stuffed him with a tube of nutrient solution to replenish his energy as soon as possible. He still felt nauseous after drinking it.

He drank a few more mouthfuls of sweet juice to suppress the disgusting sticky feeling in his mouth.

Aix responded in a low voice.

He actually wanted to say, if the Prince didn’t like it, he didn’t have to use his mouth.

But female Zergs obviously didn’t have the right to make demands of male Zergs in this regard.

Aix quickly finished the energy drink and nutrient solution given by the Prince, and under the Prince’s stare, entered the washroom connected to the bedroom to wash up.

The washroom was in the same style as the bedroom.

Although the space was small, many things were placed and decorated there.

Rubber toys with cute shapes, towels with bright colors and beautiful patterns, various exquisite soaps, milk fruit flavored toothpaste, and many things he recognized or didn’t recognize.

Aix’s gaze lingered for a moment on that tube of milk fruit flavored toothpaste.

It seemed a cub had lived here.

“Done yet?” The Prince’s impatient voice came from outside, “Did you choke yourself to death rinsing your mouth?”

[So hot.]

[Damn it.]

[Bastard female Zerg.]

Aix immediately opened the door and walked out.

He saw the Prince sitting on the sofa, his beautiful long hair cascading down his shoulders, his bright and beautiful face flushed, looking even more stunningly gorgeous.

A male Zerg’s physiological awakening period wasn’t constantly controlled by lust, but more often came in waves of passion. At this time, the female Zerg’s guidance and accommodation were needed.

Aix didn’t have time to think much and walked forward quickly.

But when he stood in front of the Prince, he didn’t know what to do.

He rashly decided to be the Prince’s guide, but had no experience in this area.

The previous night was also spent being possessed by the Prince while unconscious.

And now, the Prince sitting still was clearly waiting for him to take the initiative.

Aix hesitated for a long time, and finally, under the Prince’s gaze that looked like he wanted to kill a Zerg, squatted down and tentatively untied the Prince’s sleepwear belt.

Every step was harder than he imagined.

The Prince’s fair and perfect body made him dare not look too much. When accommodating the Prince with his mouth, his throat hurt from being thrust into, as if tearing apart.

But immediately, the pheromones gradually released from the Prince occupied his entire mind. His body uncontrollably aroused, secreting more saliva, and accommodation gradually became smoother.

Mousse leaned back on the sofa, subconsciously grabbing Aix’s hair, fingers burying into the strands.

Sometimes tightening, sometimes relaxing.

He knew Aix’s prowess as early as last night. Aix’s pheromones were very attractive to him; even clumsy movements would make his scalp tingle.

Mousse had long lost the energy to say anything, even his mind was fully occupied.

The doctor said the Prince’s awakening period would last three more days.

As the awakening period progressed, Aix clearly felt the Prince’s mood improved a lot, and his inner voice became quieter and more peaceful.

[So comfortable.]

[Like it.]

[Aix.]

Of course, Aix didn’t think the Prince really liked him.

All female Zergs knew that male Zergs’ words in bed couldn’t be trusted.

However, at least the Prince was quite satisfied with his body.

Sometimes, when the Prince was tired, he would rest in his arms, his forehead lightly touching his chest.

That dependent and attached appearance made Aix vaguely think this was his little male.

But whenever opened and entered by the Prince, Aix’s thoughts couldn’t help wanting to escape.

Only then would he hope the Prince and the little male were not the same Zerg.

The pheromones in the gestational sac were absorbed clean again and again, then refilled again and again, washing over Aix until he almost wanted to run away.

But he couldn’t run and couldn’t escape, only endure and accept again and again.

In the end, he was covered in the rich fragrance of the Prince’s pheromones from head to toe.

He just felt soaked through by the Prince’s pheromones.

If this continued, he would be completely marked by the male Zerg, branded with a mark that couldn’t be washed away for a lifetime.

Perhaps, he had long been completely marked.

Aix could clearly feel the Prince’s increasingly obvious influence on him.

His body adapted more and more to the Prince; a little of the Prince’s pheromones could bring him to the peak.

His mind was also fully occupied by the Prince, sometimes even generating possessiveness towards the Prince that shouldn’t exist.

This made Aix feel uneasy.

He tried hard to restrain himself, keeping himself awake, but still despairingly felt himself falling uncontrollably.

And the Prince liked sticking to him more and more.

Holding him without leaving for a moment, even when resting in between, he would bury himself in his arms and rub lightly.

And didn’t allow him to leave his sight; even when bathing, he had to be with him.

Aix knew this was the male Zerg’s instinctive attachment to the guide during physiological awakening.

Zergs who accompanied male Zergs through physiological awakening, if from good families and capable, would become the male Zerg’s future female Consort, or at least a favored female concubine.

And for a long time after the male Zerg came of age, they would be deeply trusted and favored by the male Zerg.

But these were not things Aix should think about.

His only obsession these years was finding the little male; marriage was not in Aix’s consideration.

Moreover, his first acquaintance with the Prince wasn’t honorable.

Scheming, drugging, forcing.

This was a barrier between them that couldn’t be erased.

The Prince fundamentally didn’t like him either.

On the contrary, the Prince detested him extremely.

Choosing him before was only due to the need for physiological awakening.

Now being close to him was also just instinctive attachment to the guide during the awakening period.

Towards a female Zerg guide he didn’t like in the first place, a male Zerg could eliminate the instinctive influence of physiological awakening faster.

When the awakening period ends, everything will return to its original place.

Aix thought so.

Then, when the Prince pinched his pectoral muscles and kissed him, he obediently opened his lips.

The Prince’s physiological awakening took four days longer than expected.

It wasn’t until a full week later that the physiological awakening completely ended.

Aix didn’t know that a longer awakening time meant the male Zerg and the female Zerg guide were more compatible and had a higher adaptability.

He just felt the doctors in the Prince’s Mansion were unreliable, actually deviating so much in time prediction.

Finally, after showering and changing into clean clothes, when walking out of the bathroom, Aix’s steps were floating.

As a military female, walking like this was truly inappropriate.

Aix forced himself to adjust his pace, following the Prince out of the room somewhat normally.

Walking in the long underground passage, Aix’s gaze uncontrollably fell on the Prince’s back.

After experiencing a complete physiological awakening, the Prince became more exquisite and beautiful, and more charming, perfect like he wasn’t a living Zerg.

Like… a male Zerg that would only appear in a female Zerg’s dreams.

No, with female Zergs’ scarce imagination, they couldn’t imagine a perfect male Zerg like the Prince at all.

After the physiological awakening ended, the Prince returned to his previous arrogant appearance, as if his dependence on him before was just a dream.

Indeed, it was much like a dream.

Physiological awakening ended, the instinctive dependence on the guide faded, the dream woke up, and everything should return to reality.

[Humph humph humph humph~]

[Aix, delicious!]

[Actually just so-so.]

[Just that the face is a bit handsome, chest a bit bigger, legs a bit longer, mouth a bit hotter, reproductive cavity a bit hotter, and pheromones smell a bit nicer, that’s all, nothing special.]

Aix lowered his head, following behind the Prince without looking sideways.

The Prince was probably quite satisfied with his body, at least above the passing line.

The Prince just didn’t like him as a Zerg.

This didn’t matter much originally.

The sour emotions in his heart were only because he was deeply marked by the Prince, inevitably affected by the Prince’s views.

From now on, his mind would be pulled by the Prince, while the Prince wouldn’t care about him at all.

This was the male Zerg’s control over the marked female Zerg.

Unable to escape for a lifetime.

Unless Aix found another male Zerg to overwrite this mark.

Not to mention male Zergs capable of overwriting an S-class male Zerg’s mark were rare in the world.

Aix himself wasn’t willing to accept any other male Zerg either.

Let it be.

There were plenty of female Zergs marked and discarded by male Zergs; he wasn’t a special case.

This didn’t affect anything either.

Just that future estrus periods would be harder to endure.

However, there was one more thing he wanted to know the answer to.

That “Brother Aix” that initially appeared in his mind.

Appearing without warning, and disappearing completely, traceless.

As if it was just an hallucination produced by his excessive longing.

If not for the other thoughts ringing from time to time afterwards, he probably would really treat that as an hallucination.

Even so, he still dared not be sure.

He really wanted to ask the Prince if he knew such a cute little male with platinum hair.

Was he… his little male?

The light in front suddenly brightened; the Prince had brought him back to the ground.

In the castle hall, the Zerg Emperor and the Marshal had been waiting for a long time, along with the Second Prince.

“Male Father, Female Father.”

Mousse greeted his parents one by one, finally looking at his younger brother who came of age earlier than him, the corners of his mouth raising slightly, “Murian.”

As the first child of the family, he still maintained a juvenile form after his younger brother came of age.

Among Zergs, underage meant still a cub.

Even his younger brother treated him like a little cub.

Facing a younger brother two heads taller than him every day made Mousse extremely unhappy.

Although due to the natural size difference between males and females, Murian was still taller than him even after adulthood, at least it wasn’t that obvious anymore.

Shian arrived in front of Mousse first, almost teleporting.

Subconsciously wanted to hug his cub into his arms.

Then realized the Prince had completed physiological awakening and was an adult male Zerg, couldn’t be treated as a little larva anymore.

The raised hand finally only landed on the Prince’s shoulder.

“Good, successful awakening is good. Exhausted, right?”

Marshal Shian’s gaze was both gratified and aching.

Mousse actually wanted to throw himself into his Female Father’s arms and act coquettishly.

But Aix was still here, and his brother Murian was here too. He had an idol burden and couldn’t do such overly childish larval behavior.

Mousse said reservedly: “Actually it was okay, just a little bit tired.”

[Sleeping with a female Zerg is really physical work.]

The Zerg Emperor also walked over, sensing the mental fluctuations on Mousse, he nodded and said:

“Not bad, mental power is very stable, S+, the increase is larger than expected. It seems you found a very suitable guide.”

Everyone’s gazes then fell on Aix behind him.

The Zerg Emperor nodded slightly to him, the Marshal gave him a grateful and kind smile, and the Second Prince’s gaze moved back and forth between him and the Prince, looking very surprised.

Aix stood there at a loss.

Feeling this awkward for the first time.

The Prince, Zerg Emperor, Marshal, and Second Prince were an enviable family of Zergs, tender and harmonious.

And he was like an outsider Zerg who strayed into a family video.

Very abrupt, out of place.

Aix’s gaze fell on the Prince.

Living in such a loving family, the Prince must be very happy.

That was enough.

Aix bowed and gave a relatively daily greeting to the Zerg Emperor and the Marshal, then silently retreated to the side.

Joining in at this time would show a complete lack of self-knowledge.

Mousse was very dissatisfied with Aix’s lack of tact, but facing the Zerg Emperor’s inquiry, he still expressed satisfaction:

“Quite good.”

The Zerg Emperor and the Marshal knew how picky and sharp-tongued their cub was.

Even if he liked it ten points, he would only show three points outwardly.

Getting a “quite good” from him meant very satisfied, liked very much.

Seeing this, the Zerg Emperor couldn’t help looking at Aix a few more times.

With a male Zerg’s super mental power and memory, he immediately thought of the other party coming from White Night Star, formerly the Dark Star Domain, the chaotic star domain where the Prince went missing and drifted back then.

Shian didn’t think much. Seeing his cub finally meet a Zerg he liked, and the object was a military officer he had always regarded highly.

Happy for both of them.

So, he asked: “When do you plan to get married?”

[Ahhhhh?]

[Get married? What get married?]

[Me marrying Aix?]

[Heavens—]

Mousse turned to look at Aix, glaring at him secretly.

[You say something.]

[What are you still dazing for?]

[Do you think I would beg you to be my female consort?]

[Don’t even think about it!]

[Absolutely impossible!]

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