SGT CH3: Nourishing the Egg

◎The Prince was arrogant and wicked, yet his pheromones were excessively sweet◎

[Mission “Release the Female Monarch” completed, Scumbag Gong Value -10]

[Current Scumbag Gong Value: 80]

[Host, please keep up the good work and complete more missions to reduce the Scumbag Gong Value.]

Completing more missions, he understood.

Irrigating the Female Zerg, nourishing the Zerg egg, of course.

Mu Si pressed his lips together, trying hard to suppress his smile and make himself appear more dignified.

He sized X up from top to bottom, feigning disgust as he said:

“Filthy. You need to wash thoroughly.”

In truth, X was not dirty.

The Zerg’s absorption capability was exceptionally strong. What X had ingested over these past months was all high-end nutrient solution, producing no waste requiring metabolic excretion, so his body was clean and refreshed, without even any sweat.

The only place that could be considered dirty was probably just the dried blood on his clothes.

Half of that blood was left when X’s wings were stripped away.

The other half came from Mu Si.

Back then, Mu Si had just finished his physiological awakening, still buried inside the Female Zerg’s body, holding the Female Zerg and wanting to switch postures to keep sleeping.

The Female Zerg woke from grogginess as the drug wore off, his glazed eyes turning sharp and clear, and then, a single swipe of his claws almost took Mu Si’s life.

Fortunately, Zergs possessed tenacious vitality. Even a Male Zerg with a relatively frail constitution had powerful self-repair capabilities, allowing Mu Si to hold out until reaching the medical pod without perishing.

Otherwise, X would have already been executed by the supreme court.

That the Zerg egg in X’s belly managed to hold out for three months before falling dormant was perhaps partially due to that half of his blood.

The concentration of pheromones in Zerg blood was very high.

Calculated this way, X even owed him thanks.

Of course, Mu Si did not need such gratitude.

He only needed X to prostrate before him, letting him torment and hurt him as he pleased.

Now that three months had passed, the bloodstains on the clothes had oxidized and darkened, barely noticeable on the black fabric.

Yet they truly existed, just like how certain wounds, once inflicted, could never be undone.

Catching the faint scent of blood with his sense of smell, Mu Si’s heart beat rapidly.

Probably because X had almost dug his heart out back then, in the literal, physical sense.

Even knowing that for the sake of the Zerg egg, X could not move against him, his body still felt tense whenever the other drew near.

His heart beat wildly out of control.

“Filthy. Go wash in the room next to the disciplinary chamber, hurry.”

Mu Si shoved X, chasing him away.

X walked outside as instructed, pausing at the threshold of the disciplinary chamber and turning his head to look back at Mu Si.

Mu Si lowered the hand he was about to press to his heart, glaring at him.

“What? Regretting it? Let me tell you, it’s too late to regret now. Tonight, you…”

Seeing that the Prince was full of aggression and vitality, without any sign of impending harm, X lingered no longer, turning and leaving.

Through his psychic sense, Mu Si “saw” X enter the adjacent room and tilted his head blankly.

Whatever, the Female Zerg didn’t look like he was going to resist or run away anyway.

Better think carefully about how to torment X in a moment.

At the thought of being able to bully and torture X at will, Mu Si grew excited.

Back then, he had merely taken advantage of X’s clouded mind to do this and that, yet X presented him with a heart-gouging grand gift.

Now that X had to submit to him for the sake of the Zerg egg, with such a great opportunity, he naturally had to retaliate with interest.

Yet how should he retaliate?

Mu Si couldn’t think of any good methods for the moment, so he decided to search the star network for inspiration.

He activated his terminal and began searching:

“What Female Zergs fear most…”

“The cruelest…”

“Even the toughest military females cannot endure…”

“…making a Female Zerg weep and beg for mercy.”

Wow, everyone knows so much, they all seem so formidable.

When Mu Si returned from swimming in the sea of knowledge, he saw bullet comments flying across the livestream screen on the other side.

What happened?

[Are you kidding me, the mission is for you to reform and repent, not to seize the chance to oppress the shou!]

[What is the host searching for? Why are there so many censored word boxes?]

[I know this one. For the viewers’ watching experience, excessively bloody and violent content gets censored. The host clearly wants to continue torturing the Female Monarch!]

[Too outrageous!]

[Does this host look even the slightest bit like he wants to reform? Where’s the system? Can’t it manage him?]

[Don’t count on that broken system. The livestream system’s intelligence level is no different from an idiot.]

[Then what do we do? Just let the Major General be continually tortured by the host for the sake of the egg? What kind of reformation is this?]

With an innocent face, Mu Si said:

“How is this not reformation? Wasn’t the mission ‘release the Female Monarch’? I followed it too.”

In any case, the system had judged the mission complete, and the Scumbag Gong Value had dropped by 10 points. The viewers’ attitudes were outside Mu Si’s consideration.

Conveniently, the search just now also verified something for him: certain content was automatically censored by the livestream.

No need to worry about otherworld viewers spectating his private bug life.

He could freely do this and that to X, flipping him over and over.

There were also some relatively friendly bullet comments advising Mu Si to reform earnestly, repent sincerely, and be a good bug.

They stated that doing missions like this could only fool people for a moment, and he couldn’t possibly pass the entire reformation.

Mu Si thanked them for their reminders, but repenting was out of the question.

He never believed he had done anything wrong.

Even if a bug had to repent for this, that bug was definitely not him.

Tossing the boring bullet comments to the back of his mind, Mu Si walked to the room next door with light steps.

Bullying X was much more interesting.

Pushing open the familiar door, Mu Si was startled by the Female Zerg kneeling behind it.

“Why are you standing around here…”

Seeing the Female Zerg’s appearance clearly, Mu Si’s voice abruptly vanished.

He!

Wasn’t! Wearing! Clothes!

Oh, not completely bare either; he had wrapped a bath towel around himself, barely covering the vital parts.

Mu Si immediately turned his head to check the livestream screen.

He saw that the livestream area had turned pitch-black, with only continuously scrolling bullet comments typing question marks.

Mu Si breathed a sigh of relief, then glanced at the Female Zerg again, his gaze darting down swiftly.

That bath towel was loosely draped. He was deeply worried that with the slightest movement from the Female Zerg, that final cover would slip right off.

Perhaps this was the exact effect the Female Zerg wanted.

Mu Si evaluated in his heart: overly straightforward seduction, seen through at a glance, far too low level.

Straight hook and salty bait, how could such clumsy means ever hook a Male Zerg?

Muttering inwardly, Mu Si leisurely took off his coat, tossed it onto the coat rack to the side, and raised a hand to loosen his collar.

So hot, was the room’s temperature control system broken?

What was the secret voice command to change the temperature setting again?

Mu Si’s eyes darted around, his gaze drifting randomly, and as it drifted, it always landed unconsciously on the Female Zerg on the floor.

The Female Zerg had just showered, but hadn’t groomed himself carefully, moisture clinging to his half-dry hair.

A drop of water rolled from the tip of his hair, sliding down along muscle contours, vanishing deep into the bath towel.

Mu Si inexplicably felt parched.

It must be because he drank too little water today.

Would taking a glass of water out of his spatial bracelet right now be inappropriate?

Waiting for a long while without seeing any action from the Male Zerg, X grew somewhat anxious, so he took the initiative to speak:

“Your Highness, how do you wish to use me?”

Mu Si gave up on drinking water; a soaking-wet Female Zerg tasted better than water.

He tapped the tip of his shoe against X’s knee, chin slightly lifted, and said:

“Since you love kneeling so much, go kneel on the bed.”

X let out a quiet breath and calmly stood up.

He wasn’t afraid of being tormented by the Male Zerg, only fearing the Male Zerg would refuse to torment him and refuse to grant pheromones.

This room wasn’t large, and the bed was standard single-bug size, with very little room to move.

X didn’t have many thoughts about it.

For a Female Zerg like him who had thoroughly offended the Male Zerg to death, having a decent room and bed was already rare.

The Female Zerg knelt prostrate upon the bed.

Mu Si walked up behind X, clearly seeing the two faint scars on the Female Zerg’s shoulder blades. He paused for a moment, then quickly looked away.

Reaching out, his fingertip gently poked the Female Zerg’s spine as he said:

“I heard military females have great endurance. Maintaining this posture for an entire night, can you do it?”

“I can.”

X’s tone was affirmative, not finding this difficult at all.

He had knelt in the disciplinary chamber for three months.

Compared to the hard, freezing floor of the disciplinary chamber, kneeling on a bed with a soft mattress was far less grueling.

Curling the corners of his lips, Mu Si continued:

“No matter what I do, you cannot collapse, okay?”

“Please rest assured, Your Highness.”

X knew the Prince would not let him off easy, but he trusted his pain tolerance.

It was just that X never imagined what the Male Zerg inflicted upon him was an entirely different experience, wholly unrelated to pain.

This was far harder to endure than pain.

The small room was permeated with the sweet fragrance of fresh flowers and orchard wood: the Prince’s pheromones.

The Prince was arrogant and wicked, yet his pheromones were excessively sweet.

Making a bug think of soft, delicious little cakes, or sweet fruit-filled gummies.

Those were delicate foods difficult to access for a civilian Female Zerg born in a chaotic zone like the Dark Star Region.

Even though he had walked out of the Dark Star Region, enlisted in the military, accumulated military merits, and become a Major General.

Those exquisite desserts were completely mismatched with a cold and tough Female Zerg like him.

…

Deprived of Male Zerg pheromones, his body received ample nourishment overnight.

The fatigue accumulated over three months in the disciplinary chamber all surged to the surface.

In the end, X failed to hold out until daylight, collapsing upon the soft mattress just moments before dawn.

X slept deeply.

Even when Mu Si poked his face repeatedly and twirled a lock of hair to brush across his cheeks and neck, he could not wake him.

A single-bug bed was rather cramped for two adult bugs.

After amusing himself for a while, Mu Si still left the room before X awoke.

Finding another room with a comfortable large bed to catch up on sleep.

The reason he left, besides the cramped single-bug bed, was more importantly that swipe of X’s claws piercing through his chest after physiological awakening had left a psychological shadow on Mu Si.

If X turned hostile upon waking and gave him another swipe like that, his recuperating body couldn’t handle it.

Better to keep his distance.

He slept straight through to the afternoon.

Waking up groggily, Mu Si rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed, slightly disheveled platinum-blond long hair cascading down, concealing the sleek skin at the askew collar of his nightclothes.

The livestream screen still hovered beside him, visible the moment he looked up.

[Scumbag Gong Value -1]

[Current Scumbag Gong Value: 79]

“Why did it only drop by this much?” Mu Si complained.

He had worked hard all night!

[Nourishing the Zerg egg is a long-term mission. The egg hasn’t revived yet, dropping by one point is already not bad.]

[What on earth did the host do last night, black screen all night long.]

[You finally woke up. Do you know how we spent this day? First watching a black screen all night, then watching you sleep from morning to afternoon.]

[Although the sleeping face was very pretty too (weakly).]

[What actually happened last night? Is the Female Monarch okay? You didn’t abuse him again, did you?]

“How could I? Am I that kind of bug?”

Recalling the joy of tormenting X, the corners of Mu Si’s mouth curled up uncontrollably.

X probably truly believed that he disliked Female Zergs taking the initiative, and coupled with having to hold the posture without collapsing, he suppressed himself the entire time, refusing to offer feedback.

Yet he simply loved the way X strained to endure and restrain himself while unable to control his physical responses.

X probably thought he held up very well.

In reality, he had many interesting little reactions.

When he grasped the Female Zerg’s waist, the abdominal muscles contracted rapidly, accompanied by subtle quivers, trembling with every single touch.

When he leaned against the Female Zerg’s shoulder to speak, the Female Zerg would subconsciously hold his breath, eyelashes fluttering uneasily.

And many, many more.

Mu Si just loved forcing him to reveal uncontrollable reactions.

Just loved bullying him.

The more miserably and pitifully X was bullied, the happier he was.

In high spirits, Mu Si changed clothes and arrived at the dining hall.

After tossing about for an entire night and sleeping for most of the day, he was somewhat hungry.

Right as he sat at the dining table preparing to order, a new mission popped up on the light screen.

[Triggered guided mission: Provide a pregnant Female nutrition meal for the Female Monarch]

[Please complete the mission immediately to reduce the Scumbag Gong Value]

“…Pregnant Female nutrition meal?”

Mu Si muttered under his breath.

The virtual menu beside his hand shifted immediately, displaying dozens of nutrition meals suited for pregnant Females, along with a custom meal option.

Mu Si casually ordered one, rang the bell to summon the butler, and asked:

“What is X doing?”

“After you departed, Major General X stayed in the room you used to occupy, never stepping outside. When the mechanical bug went inside to clean at noon, the Major General asked it for a standard nutrient solution.”

The small room next to the disciplinary chamber was Mu Si’s former quarters, where he had lived for several years.

Prince Mu Si owned such an immense Prince’s Manor, yet during his cub stage, he only liked sleeping in that cramped underground room; it made him feel more secure.

“He didn’t take that room as his own, did he?”

Mu Si muttered inwardly, instructing the butler to call X over for the meal.

“By the way, send a few sets of clothes over to him.” He couldn’t just come over wrapped in a single bath towel.

Long before being locked in the disciplinary chamber, X had lost his terminal and spatial bracelet.

Aside from that bloodstained outfit, he had no personal bug belongings.

Mu Si recalled what happened last night.

X had knelt on the floor wrapped only in a bath towel.

The Female Zerg had perhaps not been seducing him, but simply had no clean clothes to change into.

Oh, truly a pitiful Female Zerg.

Mu Si wiped away nonexistent tears from the corner of his eyes, having zero intention of returning the terminal and spatial bracelet to X.