Scum Gong Transformation to Love-Stuck Fool

SGT CH196

196 Zerg: Major General X Falls into the Hands of a Malicious Mental Groomer 2

◎”Swallow it down; not a single drop is allowed to spill.”◎

Mu Si: “…”

The development of events was somewhat different from what Mu Si had envisioned.

Yet, it wasn’t unacceptable either.

The look in X’s eyes, brimming with fury and humiliation, was far too intriguing.

For the first time, he saw such vivid, intense emotions in X’s eyes.

Since X had abandoned him, the other’s emotions were stirred by him for the very first time.

Those emerald-green eyes reflected only him.

His heart and gaze filled entirely with him.

Even if it was actually rage and hatred.

“Major General… X.”

Mu Si took a step toward him.

Even though stimulated into weakness by mental power and pheromones, forced down onto one knee, X still supported himself stubbornly, refusing to submit completely.

Yet how long could he hold out?

Mu Si knew how overwhelming a stimulation a male’s pheromones were to a female, especially a female like X whose mental realm was in a catastrophic state.

Moreover, their compatibility was exceptionally high.

Otherwise, his physiological awakening wouldn’t have been triggered by X’s pheromones.

Yes, Mu Si’s physiological awakening had begun.

At a completely unexpected juncture, toward a female entirely outside his plans.

Reaching out, Mu Si pinched X’s chin, finding his currently forebearing, unyielding expression exceptionally amusing.

“You should still remember what you promised me when signing the mental soothing agreement, right?”

Mu Si slowly recited:

“During the soothing process, absolutely obey the groomer’s orders and satisfy all of the groomer’s demands.”

Originally, raising such a demand was primarily to conceal his identity while tormenting X along the way.

Now, however, he had a much better idea.

X nearly crushed his teeth to powder.

The male’s touch carried utter contempt and mockery, yet landing upon him, it felt like rain after a long drought.

Making him so comfortable he nearly sighed in contentment, making his body yearn to draw closer, craving more.

This made it all the harder for X to accept.

“I request to terminate the mental soothing,” X ground out through clenched teeth.

“That won’t do. The agreement is already established; when to halt isn’t up to you.”

Grabbing X’s collar, Mu Si pulled him closer, smiling wickedly beside his face as he said:

“It must wait until I get tired of playing.”

This posture was actually somewhat awkward.

His awakening had only just begun; X… was taller than him.

Yet right now, X’s legs were too weak to stand straight.

In sheer aura, Mu Si completely suppressed him.

Mu Si gave himself a mental thumbs-up.

Then, he shoved X roughly onto the bed.

During the movement, his fingers accidentally brushed against some pheromone fluid.

Glancing at the wetness on his fingertips, Mu Si felt a bit bewildered.

Prompted by a sudden intuition, he looked back over his shoulder.

Only to see that where X had previously knelt, a dark, damp puddle had pooled across the floor.

This severe?

Mu Si looked at X in astonishment.

X was clearly unaware yet.

Struggling to prop up his body, trying to leave.

Mu Si naturally wouldn’t let him have his way.

Blocking the edge of the bed sideways, he planted one knee against X’s shoulder, pinning him down.

Relying on just a single leg, he restrained the female completely.

Under normal circumstances, this was fundamentally impossible.

This was all thanks to the two S-grade inhibitors, as well as the impact of the pheromones.

Regardless, pinning down an S-grade female was something one could boast about for a lifetime.

Unable to resist, Mu Si activated his terminal, secretly snapping a photograph.

X was acutely sensitive to this. Looking up to catch the flashing indicator on the male’s terminal bracelet, his face darkened even further.

Mu Si had thought he would utter some threats or the like.

Yet X merely glared at him with venomous hatred, his body struggling while his teeth stayed clenched tight, not uttering a single word.

As if already aware that no matter what he said, he couldn’t make him stop.

X indeed knew very well that whatever he said was useless.

The male before him was an A-grade.

And by no means an ordinary A-grade; he might have reached A+.

Such males could be counted on one hand across the entire Empire.

Every single one was extraordinarily noble, backed by formidable factions.

Though a Major General, he was alone, devoid of background roots.

Knowing his identity, the other still dared lay hands on him, making it obvious he had zero fear of retaliation.

Coupled with that contract that was overwhelmingly disadvantageous to him.

Even if something happened to him, he could obtain no justice whatsoever.

He had truly stumbled into a trap this time.

Rather than engaging in futile verbal disputes, it was better to muster his focus to shatter the inhibitors.

As long as he could restore even ten percent of his strength.

Dealing with this male would be as easy as turning over a hand.

The male shifted slightly, and X’s gathered energy dispersed abruptly.

His eyes widened in shock, staring blankly as the male’s knee moved from his right shoulder onto his chest, grinding down maliciously.

X’s breath hitched instantly out of rhythm.

“Major General X is truly big, have you nursed cubs before?”

Mu Si asked on purpose.

“Scram!” Forced to speak, X struggled with increasing violence.

Mu Si was almost flipped off by him.

“Wearing two inhibitors and still this rebellious,” Mu Si muttered, quietly increasing the release of his pheromones.

At the same time, he opened the box, took out the silver-white handcuffs, and cuffed X’s hands to the bedframe.

As Mu Si leaned down to do this, X seized the opening to bite down hard on his shoulder.

A female’s teeth were exceptionally hard and sharp; even with his strength nearly locked away, relying solely on his physical toughness, he easily tore through the male’s skin and flesh.

Rich pheromones from the blood flooded into X’s mouth. Battered by the shock, X’s consciousness blurred, his body turning uncontrollably aroused, pheromones gushing out.

Mu Si swiftly pried X’s jaws apart, rescuing his own shoulder.

The instant X bit through his skin, he had been knocked out by the pheromones in the blood, so no bones were injured.

Yet Mu Si was still extremely furious.

“You actually dared bite me?!” Mu Si’s voice was dark and ominous.

Suddenly condensing a psychic tentacle, he thrust it into X’s mouth, plunging deep into the back of his throat.

The invisible foreign sensation made X almost retch. Yet his mental realm transmitted an exceptionally soothing chill, craving to receive more.

X subconsciously clung to the male above him.

Mu Si was in the middle of a fit of temper.

Seeing X reach out toward him, he subconsciously assumed the other wanted to fight him.

Consumed by anger, Mu Si lunged forward directly, pinning X beneath him, punching, biting, clawing, and scratching at him.

“You dared bite me? You dared hit me?!”

Straddling X’s face, Mu Si yanked hard at his hair.

The military female’s hair was too short and slick, impossible to hold onto, constantly slipping through his fingers.

Instead, amidst Mu Si’s one-sided brawl, his own buttons were torn open, and something slapped heavily against X’s face.

The room fell dead silent in an instant.

Stunned, Mu Si looked down blankly.

X was likewise staring fixedly at the thing that had slapped against his eyelids, his expression rigid and frozen, yet his Adam’s apple bobbed uncontrollably.

Gulp.

The distinct sound was glaringly audible in the quiet room.

Whether the male whose senses weren’t sharp, or the female whose perception was heavily suppressed, both heard it crystal clear.

Mu Si met X’s eyes.

X’s face flushed crimson instantly, turning his head aside in panic and humiliation, wanting to dodge.

Yet he was visibly too flustered to pick a good direction; the moment he turned his head to evade, his lips brushed lightly past.

X froze completely on the spot.

An intense shock transmitted straight into Mu Si’s brain.

Mu Si grabbed X’s hair tightly, then abruptly released it.

Circulating his psychic power with effort, he forced himself to calm down.

Gazing at the female below whose body was as rigid as though confronting a planet-destroying superweapon, Mu Si vaguely understood something.

No, given an S-grade female’s combat strength and formidable constitution, even facing a planet-destroying dreadnought head-on, he might not look this alarmed.

He seemed to have found a much better way to beat X.

A male’s scratching and punching felt like nothing more than an itch to a thick-skinned female.

What could truly make a female break down and weep for mercy was something else entirely.

“X,” Mu Si called him softly, stroking the corner of the female’s lips, withdrawing the psychic tentacle from his mouth.

Losing the obstructing psychic tentacle, X’s mouth remained parted uncontrollably, seeking something.

Curling his lips, Mu Si granted him an even fuller satisfaction.

The distinctly separated pheromones finally tangled together.

Floral and fruity sweetness intertwined with the chill of ice and snow, gradually brewing into an intoxicating ice wine.

After an unknown duration, X’s consciousness struggled between confusion and drowning indulgence.

He wanted to escape the male’s control, yet could do nothing.

The hands capable of tearing mechas apart rested on the male’s shoulders, yet couldn’t even push him away, able only to cling weakly to the male’s body, receiving everything the male bestowed.

The terminal on his wrist suddenly lit up, vibrating with a special alert.

Long before entering the underground district, Mu Si had turned off terminal notifications.

At this time, those who could bypass the system settings to reach him were only the Zerg Emperor and the Marshal.

Dazed, Mu Si crawled out of the female’s embrace.

Opening the terminal, he glanced at the time.

23:00, was it actually this late already?

Wait… 23:00 on which date?!

Looking at the date displayed in the bottom right corner of the virtual screen, Mu Si’s eyes widened abruptly.

Three days and three nights had actually passed?!

Mu Si bolted upright, his brain instantly clearing.

Good grief, vanishing for three days and three nights without telling home.

It’s over, completely over.

If he didn’t pick up this communication, Mu Si had no doubt that in the next second, his Female Father would lead troops to cordon off the entire underground district and drag him out.

Yet looking the way he did right now, he truly couldn’t pick up the call.

Mu Si looked down at X, who was completely disheveled and covered from head to toe in his pheromones, shifting his gaze guiltily.

Not wanting his Female Father to kick down the door at the head of an army, he could only reply via message.

[I’m undergoing physiological awakening, very busy!!!]

On the other end of the terminal, Marshal Shi’an stared blankly at the reply.

“See? I told you our cub was fine,” the Zerg Emperor beside him said.

As a male with powerful psychic abilities, as long as the Prince hadn’t left the Capital Star, the Zerg Emperor could sense his presence.

Out of respect for the cub’s privacy, the Zerg Emperor didn’t investigate closely, let alone spy on the Prince’s personal life.

Marshal Shi’an said in a daze:

“Our cub said… he is undergoing his physiological awakening.”

Zerg Emperor: “??!”

In the cramped second-floor room of an equipment shop in the underground district.

Mu Si retrieved a pouch of emergency nutrient solution from his spatial ring, biting the nozzle to replenish energy.

A truly disgusting taste.

No matter how high-end a nutrient solution was, the taste was equally revolting.

Yet there was no other choice right now.

Mu Si only drank half before he couldn’t stand it anymore, pouring the remaining half straight into X’s mouth.

“Cough, cough…”

Muddled in consciousness, X choked, coughing softly several times.

Mu Si clamped a hand over his mouth, commanding:

“Swallow it down, not a single drop is allowed to spill.”

Such an order had been heard by X several times already, almost forming a conditioned reflex.

X’s Adam’s apple bobbed, swallowing the thick liquid in his mouth completely clean.

Only after swallowing did he realize it wasn’t the male’s pheromones.

Somewhat bewildered, X raised his eyes, looking at the male sitting beside him.

The male’s black robes had long been discarded, and even the mask had fallen somewhere unknown during their entanglement.

Platinum-blond long hair cascaded from the male’s shoulders, and an exquisite, perfect face akin to a divine creation was revealed before him without any concealment.

X felt dazed for a moment.

After so long, this was the first time he had clearly seen the male’s face.

Very… beautiful, yet also very unfamiliar.

Not any A-grade male he had known.

He even began to doubt whether the male before him was truly an A-grade.

The psychic power and pheromone influence the other exerted on him were far too potent.

The longer it went, the more obvious this sensation became.

He even suspected the other was an S-grade.

Within the Empire, was there an S-grade or higher male aside from His Majesty the Zerg Emperor?

And… that extremely rare heterochromatic gaze, so reminiscent of Marshal Shi’an, caught X’s attention.

Could he be a relative of Marshal Shi’an?

Recalling the little male who died beneath the Marshal’s artillery fire, a gloom settled over X’s heart.