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Tianjia: Little Tentacle Monster Mu Si (End)

◎Tentacle monster mimetic form, a beautiful blond heterochromatic-eyed male◎

More than ten years had passed since the little tentacle monster reached adulthood.

The scenario X had imagined, where “the little tentacle monster breaks ties with him to possess more gestators,” never happened.

The little tentacle monster’s true body had never even left his private planet, only heading out with him a few times in mental-body form.

Offspring were also limited to just those initial six eggs he had laid at the very beginning.

This number of offspring could be considered the absolute bottom tier among adult tentacle monsters.

Such a situation typically only occurred in extremely weak tentacle monsters, or those that had suffered severe injuries.

Yet the little tentacle monster’s strength was not weak at all.

With SS-grade mental power, even across the entire known universe, it ranked among the very best, enough to join the ranks of apex powerhouses.

If it reproduced on a grand scale, its comprehensive strength rating would immediately rise to SSS.

Treated by various nations as a cosmic natural disaster.

The star system it resided in would be designated as a forbidden zone of life.

X assumed he had been too strict with the little tentacle monster and placed too many restrictions on it, which had caused it to lose its reproductive desire.

Just like those tentacle monsters in research institutes that were tortured by experiments year after year.

X’s heart ached deeply over this.

Time and again, he proactively opened himself up to the little tentacle monster, hoping it would lay eggs inside his reproductive chamber and impregnate him.

Yet the outcome was usually merely being filled with a belly full of sweet nectar by the little tentacle monster.

His belly swelled up resembling a pregnant belly, yet there wasn’t a single egg inside.

Only the jelly’s sweet juice and the jelly itself.

The little tentacle monster could freely alter its bodily size.

Sometimes it would shrink back to its juvenile size, burrowing into his reproductive chamber to sleep peacefully.

X had to exhaust all means to coax it out.

Every process of coaxing the little tentacle monster out gave X a dazed illusion as though he had personally given birth to the little tentacle monster.

Other times, when the little tentacle monster was busy playing games, it would leave just a segment of a tentacle inside.

The first time X discovered this, he was startled.

At the time, they had just finished an intimate session; the little tentacle monster booted up a game in the bedroom while he went into the bathroom to wash.

While showering, he faintly felt movement in his abdomen and thought he had finally conceived successfully.

Activating the diagnostic mode on his terminal to scan his abdomen, he saw a coiled ball of a tentacle segment inside the reproductive chamber.

X’s expression at that moment had been completely blank.

He thought he had clamped down and snapped off a segment of the little tentacle monster inside.

After discovering the little tentacle monster did it on purpose, he was angry enough to drag the little tentacle monster out of the gaming pod and cut off its internet for three days.

No matter how the little tentacle monster acted spoiled, it was useless.

Many years passed like this.

X’s reproductive chamber was frequently filled, yet he never truly conceived the little tentacle monster’s eggs.

X had suspected that the little tentacle monster no longer wished to reproduce with him and wanted to switch gestators.

Yet the little tentacle monster was intimate with him constantly.

Aside from being with him, the little tentacle monster spent the rest of its time on the star network and gaming.

The little tentacle monster had already become the TOP 1 of the star-war game, leaving everyone else far behind.

The little tentacle monster’s play style was completely different from other star-war players.

Other players led fleets slaughtering across the universe, wandering with no fixed abode, relying entirely on fighting for supplies.

Only the little tentacle monster started from a fringe planet, gradually expanding outward.

It occupied every planet along the way, claiming it as its own.

Every extra planet meant one more base.

Under this operation, the little tentacle monster’s logistical support was vastly superior to other players.

Other players fought for a few months at most before exhausting all munitions and provisions, unable to support fleet operations any longer.

Yet the little tentacle’s supplies could be calculated in centuries and millennia.

Never losing a war of attrition, it could drag things out until the opponent died of exhaustion.

Such a cancerous play style drew protests from crowds of star-war players.

However, this served no purpose; the little tentacle monster didn’t violate game rules, at most pioneering a new gameplay meta.

Many players also attempted to imitate it, only to discover that running a planet was far too difficult, not something ordinary people could achieve.

And someone like “X’s Little Jelly” who could control an entire star system was simply a monster.

Yes, Mu Si’s username was “X’s Little Jelly.”

When he first played the game as a juvenile, he had used this name.

Later, he wanted to change it to “X’s Male Monarch,” only to find the game didn’t allow name changes, so he could only keep using it.

Also because of this name, players unanimously believed this Little Jelly was a follower under Marshal X.

Marshal X’s fleet included soldiers from various races.

Yet the most memorable remained those hybrid Tianjia with crimson eyes, silent demeanor, and fearsome combat strength.

Players speculated that this “X’s Little Jelly” must be some Tianjia general in the fleet who held a fanatical worship and infatuation toward Marshal X.

Although such a name did not match the cold and tough Tianjia military females at all, it had quite the gap moe.

Even within the Tianjia military females, they suspected this as well.

At every military department meeting, Tianjia generals would sweep suspicious gazes over one another, guessing who that Little Jelly was.

“Just who on earth would pick a sickly-sweet, disgusting name like Little Jelly?”

A Tianjia general couldn’t resist speaking out, trying to mock his colleagues.

In the end, he received the Marshal’s icy gaze.

And after the meeting, he was invited alone by the Marshal to the combat room for a friendly sparring session.

Beaten to the point of questioning life, he nursed his injuries for half a month before recovering.

In reality, the little tentacle monster never stepped outside and never sought any new gestators, yet in the game, it conquered more than half of the known universe.

Many players threw themselves into its faction, willingly being “enslaved” by it.

Most of those still putting up stubborn resistance were players who possessed formidable strength themselves.

In reality, they were very likely military officers, generals, or supreme commanders of some faction.

X occasionally logged into the game to wage war for the little tentacle monster, helping it beat up a group of his old subordinates and old rivals.

The Tianjia military officers in X’s army no longer suspected Little Jelly was a general under the Marshal; they suspected it was the Marshal himself.

Naming oneself one’s own Little Jelly… You are actually this kind of Marshal.

The mob of brutally beaten generals grimaced and complained in their hearts.

X did not explain.

The existence of the little tentacle monster was unsuitable for too many people to know.

Many years ago, when his cubs underwent identity registration, the tentacle monster bloodline in their genes attracted widespread attention.

Some suspected he was secretly conducting genetic experiments.

Others speculated he had slipped up and been captured by a tentacle monster, violated for an entire month.

The fact that he took a month of leave back then and hadn’t appeared before the public for a long time was cited as evidence.

Naturally, the latter was not believed by the public, circulating only in trashy pulp novels.

X was an SSS-grade Tianjia after all; which tentacle monster could possibly capture him?

Even a star-system-tier tentacle monster might not be Marshal X’s match.

Mu Si also saw similar news on the star network.

He had tried to clarify:

X’s Little Jelly: Actually, they are my offspring ^ω^.

Netizens: …

X’s Little Jelly: There was no capturing X and forcibly xx-ing him, it was X who captured me (// ▽ //).

Netizens: …

X’s Little Jelly: He even built a super pretty glass house for me, I couldn’t resist at all (/ω＼).

Netizens: …

It’s over, this Tianjia military female has gone insane.

No one believed Mu Si’s words.

However, this didn’t affect anything either.

The cubs were Marshal X’s children, and they possessed immense talent, tested to have S-grade talent before even reaching adulthood.

Suddenly gaining six S-grade reserves was enough to make the citizens of the alliance under X’s command grin from ear to ear.

Let alone merely having tentacle monster bloodline, even if tentacle monster bloodline dominated, as long as they had reason and could communicate, they were warmly welcomed.

In the public’s perception, tentacle monsters only had instincts to reproduce and expand, utterly incapable of being smart and cute like these cubs.

As for attacking their Marshal for using tentacle monsters in genetic experiments…

Bleh bleh bleh, do it yourself if you’re capable.

Six S-grades, hehe.

Mu Si failed to clarify.

These people would rather believe the cubs were created by X through genetic experiments than believe they were the cubs of him and X.

Angered, Mu Si blasted all those players in the game who didn’t believe him into smithereens, and then hid inside X’s reproductive chamber to emo for a week.

X completely failed to understand a tentacle monster’s sensitive and mercurial emotions, only able to coax it while working from home.

Now, ten-plus years had passed, and the cubs had all reached adulthood, gradually moving away from the private planet to work outside.

When the cubs were around him, Mu Si found them too annoying, too noisy, too trash at gaming, and taking up X’s time.

Whenever holidays arrived, he began anticipating school opening so he could send this bunch of little guys away.

Yet when the cubs truly grew up and left home, Mu Si felt somewhat unaccustomed to it.

It was fine when X was around, but if X went to the military too, Mu Si, staying on a planet where he was the only intelligent lifeform, always felt it was far too empty.

Let’s have another one.

X had always wanted to lay eggs anyway, hadn’t he?

Action followed thought.

However, X had just left home and wouldn’t be back until a month later.

Mu Si decided to go look for X.

Going out in the form of a tentacle monster definitely wouldn’t work.

Going out as a mental body like before… but a mental body couldn’t impregnate X, at most causing a false pregnancy.

Mu Si thought it over and decided to mimic a Tianjia before heading out.

This was the first time Mu Si used his mimicry ability.

Yet it wasn’t difficult; he just needed to transform following his own heart.

Mu Si altered his form and headed out happily.

Reaching the doorway, he vaguely sensed something was amiss.

Looking at himself in the glass mirror for a while and observing closely, he suddenly realized and mimicked a set of clothes for himself as well.

Only then did he pilot the shuttle left behind by X and depart.

·

The Military Department.

Inside the office, X was processing accumulated military affairs when he suddenly heard his adjutant’s report.

“Marshal, there is a young male outside who says he wants to see you.”

“A young male?”

X was puzzled.

It was the first time he had heard such a description from his adjutant; past announcements always included identity and rank.

What did this lone “young male” mean?

X gave his adjutant a suspicious look.

Could some hybrid Tianjia male have begged the adjutant to bring him in, and the adjutant actually brought him?

The adjutant couldn’t explain it clearly either.

That male was piloting the Marshal’s shuttle, so no one dared stop him, entering the military department unobstructed all the way.

More importantly, he carried the pheromones left by the Marshal on him.

Clearly the Marshal’s male.

He just didn’t know why he had never heard of him before.

Such a beautiful male, possessing extremely rare heterochromatic eyes, shouldn’t be unknown.

Before the adjutant could figure out how to describe him, the door was pushed open.

The adjutant turned around in shock.

Actually daring to barge directly into the Marshal’s office? What audacity.

The beautiful male with platinum-blond long hair walked in briskly, just like walking into his own home.

The words he spoke made the adjutant’s eyes pop out even more.

“X, let’s lay eggs!”

“Cough, cough!”

Startled, X choked, covering his lips with a low cough, yet his gaze never shifted away from the male who had entered.

The male before him possessed a gorgeous visage he had never seen before, yet the aura on his body was exceedingly familiar.

It was the little tentacle monster’s aura.

If the young male hadn’t spoken, he might have suspected that the little tentacle monster had found a new gestator after he left, coating the other party with its aura.

As for the gestator’s gender being male, it had zero effect on a tentacle monster.

A tentacle monster’s eggs were exceptionally active, capable of being nurtured anywhere inside an organism’s body, even intestines, stomach, or heart.

Not limited merely to a reproductive chamber.

The reproductive chamber protected the gestator, not the eggs.

Before the melodramatic scenario in X’s mind could even unfold, the male’s overly intimate tone and intimately familiar expressions and gestures left him bewildered.

Another even more outrageous guess surfaced in his mind.

“Si Si?” X called out tentatively.

“Yeah!”

The beautiful male carrying the little tentacle monster’s aura responded and lunged forward.

Rounding the desk, he coiled around him, a pair of glass-like heterochromatic eyes gazing at him with anticipation.

“X, I missed you so much. Lay another egg for me! Just one.”

The remaining space in the reproductive chamber belonged to him.

X’s body stiffened. Embracing this unidentified creature on him that clearly had the appearance of a Tianjia male, he felt at a total loss for the first time.

This was his little tentacle monster.

The adjutant tactfully retreated outside.

Considerately closing the door, leaving the space to them.

His movements looked very calm and professional, but inwardly he was profoundly shaken.

Over the years, the Marshal’s image in the eyes of the alliance citizens had always been “single female father raising six cubs.”

Many citizens even tried to become stepfathers to the six outstanding female and male children, spanning various races, among which Zerg males were the most numerous.

Zergs and Tianjia shared the same origin after all, their aesthetics aligned, and the attraction of grade hierarchy was stronger.

The adjutant had originally thought to persuade the Marshal to find a Zerg male to marry.

Now it seemed completely superfluous.

The Marshal hadn’t married, indeed.

He was keeping a beauty hidden in a golden house!

Hiding a Tianjia male so gorgeous that men and gods alike were outraged!

Not marrying such a pretty male, not even giving him an official title.

The Marshal was an atavistic hybrid Tianjia; he must have inherited the corrupt traits of ancient Tianjia females.

Condemnation, strong condemnation!

Inside the office.

X didn’t know the adjutant’s thoughts.

Catching the sweet fragrance of pheromones close at hand, his voice was dry.

“Si Si, how did you…”

“What is it? My appearance?”

Mu Si tilted his head in confusion, smooth platinum-blond hair cascading down like a waterfall.

“It’s just normal mimicry. My original appearance couldn’t enter the Capital Star, it would be intercepted.”

Mu Si buried his head in X’s embrace and nuzzled, saying:

“If you prefer tentacles, I can satisfy you with tentacles too.”

Saying this, several tentacles poked out from beneath Mu Si’s hem, waving before X as if waiting for his selection.

X swallowed his saliva.

Many transparent tentacles sprouting from beneath a gorgeous male.

This should have been an extremely horrifying scene.

Yet X found it very good-looking and very cute.

X grasped the tentacle reaching near his hand, stroking it as he asked:

“Why did you suddenly come find me, and suddenly… want to lay eggs with me?”

“I just want to, why does there need to be a reason?”

Mu Si buried his head, wrestling with X’s buttons.

Using hands to do this for the first time, he was very unaccustomed.

Although the little tentacle monster gave no reason, seeing the little tentacle monster clinging to him so closely, X was uncharacteristically perceptive for once.

Adult tentacle monsters always lived surrounded by offspring.

When the cubs were on the planet, the little tentacle monster might not have felt much.

Yet when the cubs grew up and departed, the little tentacle monster felt lonely.

“It was my fault for not noticing sooner.”

X kissed the eyelids of the male in his arms, pausing slightly.

The little tentacle monster looking like this still took some getting used to.

Yet thinking that this was his Si Si, there was nothing unacceptable.

If such thoughts were spoken aloud, they would invite doubts and confusion from many Tianjia.

What Tianjia wouldn’t get used to a beautiful male, preferring a tentacle monster instead?

Through his terminal, X briefly delegated tasks, then lifted Mu Si up and walked toward the lounge.

Mu Si realized his intention and struggled slightly.

“Not going to the lounge, it doesn’t have your scent there. I want to cuddle with you right here.”

Mu Si dropped to the floor, reached out, and pushed X onto the desk.

“Here?”

X glanced around the office.

When working from home, he had allowed the little tentacle monster to burrow under the desk.

Yet in the military department, this was the first time.

“Can I?” Mu Si blinked his watery heterochromatic eyes at him.

X: “…”

X lay back on the desk, lifting an arm to cover his eyes.

He had never possessed any resistance against the little tentacle monster’s spoiled antics.

After the other turned into a beautiful male, he had even less resistance.

This face was enough to captivate all female Tianjia.

Even X, who had always believed his aesthetic preference was “tentacle monster,” could not remain immune.

Seeing X remain silent, Mu Si understood this as acquiescence, immediately lunging forward in delight.

…

After an impregnation lasting an entire day ended, X leaned against the headboard and activated his terminal scan.

Ignoring the half-exposed tip of a tentacle, he checked the egg in his reproductive chamber.

There was only one.

Bearing pretty patterns, it was a female egg.

X looked down, gazing at the male in his arms playing with his own hair, and suddenly said:

“Si Si, let’s get married.”

Mu Si raised his head blankly.

“Ah? Haven’t you always been my Female Master? We’re already married.”

X held the little tentacle monster in male form deeply in his arms and said:

“I mean getting married by registering our identities and getting a marriage certificate.”

“But I’m a tentacle monster.”

Mu Si raised a translucent tentacle, waving it before X.

“It’s fine, leave it to me.”

X lowered his head and kissed that tentacle.

The first marriage between a tentacle monster and a hybrid Tianjia.