SGT CH1: Disciplinary Chamber [Arc 1]

◎[Judgment: You are arrogant and paranoid, wicked and tyrannical, your love as cruel as your hate, doomed to usher in destruction amid hurting and being hurt]◎

[Livestream loading…]

[Host: Mu Si¹]

[Identity: Zerg Prince]

[Crimes: Forced matching, severing the Female Monarch’s wings, destroying the Female Monarch’s future, confining the egg-bearing Female Monarch in the disciplinary chamber and neglecting him, causing the Zerg egg in the Female Monarch’s belly to lose its vitality.]

[Scumbag Gong Value: 87]

[Judgment: You are arrogant and paranoid, wicked and tyrannical, your love as cruel as your hate, doomed to usher in destruction amid hurting and being hurt.]

Propping his head on one hand, Mu Si leaned against the sofa, smooth platinum-blond long hair cascading over his shoulder, his posture lazy and casual.

He lazily lifted his eyes, scanning the text displayed on the light screen before him with an air of complete detachment, as if the bug handed a death verdict wasn’t himself.

On the other side of the room, a group of researchers surrounded the Prince’s terminal bracelet, conducting tests and inspections with all kinds of instruments and methods.

Their expressions were solemn, as if confronting a formidable enemy.

Illegally hacking into a royal family member’s terminal was a felony; they had to drag out the bug behind the scenes and make him rot in prison.

As the inspection deepened, the researchers’ expressions gradually shifted to bewilderment and confusion.

After a long while, the lead sub-female researcher approached the Prince, presenting the terminal, and said cautiously:

“Your Royal Highness, there are no traces of hacking on your terminal, and the smart system inside the Prince’s Manor is entirely normal.”

Regarding this outcome, Mu Si was not surprised.

He had already had his suspicions when the light screen appeared; calling the researchers to inspect was merely to confirm further.

Mu Si took the terminal bracelet and strapped it back onto his left wrist.

His bones were slender, his skin showing a sickly pallor, and the golden snake-shaped terminal clasped around his wrist looked as if it could snap the wrist in two.

Gazing at that slender, fair wrist, the researcher momentarily forgot to breathe.

Mu Si tilted his head to look at him.

The researcher hurriedly lowered his head.

Male Zergs were notoriously mercurial; a single glance or a stare could become their reason to lash out.

Ever since Prince Mu Si underwent his physiological awakening three months ago, his temper had grown increasingly eccentric and incomprehensible.

With the Prince looking over right now, mental power belonging to a high-grade Male Zerg settled over him, making the researcher, who was only B-grade, both excited and terrified, almost dropping to his knees with trembling legs.

Just when the researcher thought he was about to be punished, he heard the Prince ask in a calm voice:

“Professor, is there anything in front of me?”

“N-no,” the researcher replied in a trembling voice.

“Truly nothing?”

Not knowing what kind of answer the Prince wanted, the researcher hesitated, at a loss for how to respond.

Mu Si’s gaze passed through the translucent light screen before him, looking at the researchers waiting for orders a short distance away.

Their bodies were all tense, their expressions constrained and uneasy. This was the normal reaction when facing a difficult-to-please noble Male Zerg, without any abnormality.

They truly could not see the light screen in front of him.

Mu Si withdrew his gaze, waving his hand to dismiss them.

“It is fine now. You may return. Thank you for making the trip.”

“Serving Your Highness is our duty.”

All the researchers present breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly bowing and taking their leave.

After the researchers left, Mu Si raised his eyes to gaze at the light screen, a bit more contemplation showing in his gaze.

This light screen had appeared out of thin air this morning, following him continuously.

No bug other than him could see this light screen, the Zerg’s cutting-edge technology could not detect it, and even with his high-grade Male Zerg mental perception, he could not find its source…

It was like something coming from another dimension.

Tiny motes of light flickered, and the loading progress at the bottom of the light screen reached 99%.

Under Mu Si’s gaze, the number jumped to 100.

[Scumbag Gong Reformation Livestream loading complete]

[Livestream started]

As the text surfaced, an image appeared in the central portion of the light screen.

Inside a luxurious, grand palace-style study, a strikingly gorgeous heterochromatic-eyed Male Zerg sat on a red velvet armchair, gazing ahead with a hint of inquiry and astonishment in his eyes.

It was himself.

At the same time, lines of white text floated across the light screen.

[Is this the scumbag gong of this world? What a magnificent face.]

[Holy crap crap crap, a blond heterochromatic-eyed cat-like great beauty! I won’t say whose fetish was triggered.]

[Have some dignity, okay? You start licking the moment you see a handsome face? Look at what he actually did.]

[Forced matching, severing the Female Monarch’s… meaning the shou, right? Severing the shou’s wings, destroying the shou’s future, imprisoning the pregnant shou… That’s criminal, totally criminal.]

[Are you kidding me, such a criminal scumbag, a zerg scum? Only 87 scumbag gong points, I don’t really agree with that.]

[Why even reform this kind of scumbag gong? Just cremate him directly.]

…

Scumbag gong? Zerg scum?

Who?

Me?

In his entire life, Mu Si never imagined that he, an outstanding Male Zerg of upright conduct, unyielding willpower, stellar work ability, and free of bad habits, would receive such an evaluation.

He browsed the floating text across the light screen.

High-grade Male Zergs possessed immensely powerful mental strength, granting him photographic memory, enabling him to swiftly extract key information from hundreds of bullet comments.

They were viewers from another world, harboring considerable malice toward him.

In their eyes, he was a zerg scum guilty of countless crimes.

They believed he ought to die and be sent to the crematorium immediately for incineration.

Mu Si naturally would not grant their wish.

Not to mention that he didn’t consider himself zerg scum, but even if he were, so what?

There were so many scumbag Male Zergs, having one more wouldn’t make a difference.

Male Zergs like his Male Father, who only had one Female Zerg and poured vast amounts of energy into work, were the true oddities.

Right as he was grumbling inwardly, a string of bold red text popped up.

[Warning!]

[Host’s current Scumbag Gong Value is 87, Scumbag Gong Value is too high!]

[Host, please undergo reformation as soon as possible to reduce the Scumbag Gong Value!]

This bold red text was distinctly different from the white bullet comments earlier.

More cold and rational, resembling a pre-programmed system.

“What happens if I don’t do the missions?” Mu Si asked.

[Reformation failure results in death]

“Oh? How would I die?” Mu Si raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued.

Could this light screen from another dimension possess some ability to interfere with the world he lived in?

[According to worldline projections, you will die at the hands of your Female Monarch one month from now.]

“What Female…”

Mu Si was confused for an instant before realizing that the Female Monarch referred to by the livestream system was X.

That black-haired Female Zerg he had locked inside the disciplinary chamber.

Mu Si was rendered momentarily speechless.

Speaking of which, X becoming his Female Monarch was indeed the result of his forced match.

But he had only done that to keep X inside the Prince’s Manor, at his disposal.

It wasn’t that he truly wanted to marry X.

So Female Monarch or whatever… sounded very awkward.

Setting this form of address aside for now, Mu Si was more concerned with other matters.

“I will die by X’s hand? Impossible. How could he kill me?”

Mu Si asked in bewilderment, “He is locked in the underground disciplinary chamber by me, wearing the highest-grade inhibitor, unable to take even a single step out of the disciplinary chamber.”

Faced with Mu Si’s questioning, the red text did not appear again.

It truly seemed to be just a system program, only answering fixed questions, with extraneous explanations outside its settings.

In contrast, the livestream viewers were eager to interact with Mu Si.

[The system’s predictions are never wrong.]

[Host, absolutely don’t believe the system’s predictions, definitely don’t reform, just wait for the ending to arrive in one month.]

[A scumbag gong dying at the hands of the shou he hurt, that counts as quite a nice ending.]

[Don’t do that, I came specifically to watch the reformation. Besides, the blond great beauty is so good-looking, going offline in a month would be such a pity, I want to see more.]

[Host, don’t be stubborn, obediently follow the system missions for reformation, or else you’ll regret it.]

Mu Si never regretted his choices.

Regarding everything the light screen described, he maintained a skeptical attitude throughout.

Saying that he would die by X’s hand, and what was mentioned earlier… that he confined the egg-bearing Female Monarch in the disciplinary chamber.

X is pregnant?

How could that be possible?

Conception was difficult for high-grade Zergs; plenty of loving couples went decades or centuries without an egg. He and X only had that single night during his physiological awakening… how could it be such a coincidence?

Mu Si did not believe what the livestream said, yet he was still thrown into disarray by this possibility.

To seek proof and verify the truth of the light screen’s descriptions, he activated his terminal and contacted his private bug doctor.

As long as an examination was performed on X, everything would be clear.

·

The Prince’s Manor’s disciplinary chamber was underground.

One had to pass through a long metallic corridor and cross several identity-verification gates to arrive.

Mu Si proceeded unobstructed the entire way, every door opening automatically upon his approach.

Mu Si was far too familiar with this path; walking in here was just like returning home.

It was just that the pressure surrounding him was somber and his face was grim, lacking any of the relaxation and ease of going home.

The dissipating mental power carried an extreme sense of oppression, weighing down the sub-female doctor following behind him so heavily that he could barely walk.

Mu Si stopped outside the disciplinary chamber door.

The access control system identified his credentials, emitting a “beep” unlock sound.

The tightly shut metal door slid open automatically.

Cold, dim, and reeking of stale bloody stench, the disciplinary chamber appeared before his eyes.

Mu Si’s brows furrowed slightly.

He did not like the smell of blood.

Zerg blood carried pheromones; some sadistically crazed bugs would indulge in it, but Mu Si was not among them.

Blood would make him recall awful memories.

Irritable emotions surged within his chest, and Mu Si raised a hand to press against his heart.

“Your Royal Highness?” The sub-female doctor stepped forward worriedly, wanting to examine him.

Mu Si waved his hand, his gaze sweeping into the room.

Converted from an equipment room, the disciplinary chamber was exceedingly empty. Chains extended from the four walls, binding a tall black-haired Female Zerg in the very center of the room.

The Female Zerg’s knees were spread apart, constrained to kneel upon the floor.

Chains hoisted his arms high above his head.

Even in such a humiliating posture, the Female Zerg’s spine remained ramrod straight.

Hearing the noise, the chain-bound black-haired Female Zerg lifted his head. Medium-length bangs unkempt for months slipped past his eyes, revealing narrow, cool, deep emerald-green eyes underneath.

Those eyes were truly beautiful, like fireflies in the dark night, pure, cold, and captivating.

And truly detestable.

Even though his gaze fell upon him, it seemed as though he didn’t hold him in his eyes at all.

Mu Si felt somewhat angry, wanting to tear apart the Female Zerg’s hard shell, make him suffer, make him plead.

Remembering his main purpose for coming here, he suppressed his anger for now and instructed the accompanying doctor:

“Go give him a full-body examination.”

The sub-female doctor had some inkling of the grievances between the Prince and the Major General. Daring not utter a peep at this moment, he silently carried the medical kit and walked toward the bound Female Zerg in the center of the room.

Opening the medical kit, he retrieved a portable scanner and scanned the Female Zerg from head to toe.

The examination results synced to the doctor’s terminal.

The doctor activated the virtual screen to review on the spot.

“Rank S, potential to break through to SS. Zerg wings… incomplete. Mental state: Critical, mental soothing should be administered as soon as possible…”

The sub-female doctor’s voice gradually trailed off.

Given Major General X’s current predicament, obtaining mental soothing from a Male Zerg was naturally out of the question.

X kept his eyes half-lowered, his reaction indifferent.

Neither caring about his terrible physical and mental condition, nor minding whatever torture the Prince might bring next.

Half-leaning against the doorway, Mu Si raised an eyebrow, looking toward X.

Mental state critical?

Who?

X?

It really didn’t look like it.

Even bound by chains, the Female Zerg knelt ramrod straight. The arm muscles revealed beneath his torn coat were firm and powerful, looking as though a single punch could take down ten of him.

In reality, he truly could beat ten of him with one punch.

A Male Zerg’s evolutionary path lay in mental power, not adept at physical combat, whereas Female Zergs were the exact opposite.

An S-grade Female Zerg was a combat weapon that had forged its physical body to the utmost limit.

Had it not been for the top-grade inhibitor collar around his neck restricting his abilities, those alloy chains could never hold an S-grade Female Zerg.

This was why Mu Si stood far away at the doorway, keeping his distance from X.

The likelihood of the Female Zerg breaking through the inhibitor collar to kill him was slim, but not zero.

He could not stumble into a trap again.

Mu Si cast a sidelong glance outside the door.

He was only half a step from the doorway; once the Female Zerg lashed out, he could leave immediately and have the royal guards surround this place to take him down.

He had refuted the prediction that he would die by X’s hand.

Yet in his heart he knew very well how likely it was for this prediction to come true.

Because it had almost become reality once before.

Only, not in the future, but in the past.

“Pheromone disorder… Strange, doesn’t this symptom usually appear in pregnant Females lacking Male Zerg pheromones?”

The doctor still reviewing the examination report muttered in a low voice.

“Huh… Huh, huh, huh?!”

Seeing the text on the next page, the sub-female doctor’s eyes widened in shock, his head snapping toward X’s abdomen.

“The Major General is pregnant! The egg has been developing inside his body for three months!”

Mu Si’s mind went blank for a moment.

By the time he reacted, he had already pushed past the sub-female doctor, standing before the terminal’s light screen.

He saw the words on the medical report.

Status: Pregnant.

Gestation: Three months.

Diagnosis: Lack of Male Zerg pheromones, Zerg egg development stalled.

Beside it were even several images showing the Zerg egg inside the Female Zerg’s body.

He and X only had that one night, how could it be so coincidental?

Reality told him that it truly could be this coincidental.

Perhaps it was because the genetic compatibility between him and X was very high…

Mu Si subconsciously looked toward X on the side.

The black-haired Female Zerg, whose gaze had originally been cold, indifferent, and devoid of the will to survive, suddenly lifted his head, staring at the terminal screen in disbelief.

His eyes were brimming with unbelievable shock, along with traces of panic and disarray.

Severed of his wings, thrown into the disciplinary chamber, stripped of everything, X had never panicked.

Faced with this unexpectedly conceived Zerg egg, he lost his composure.

Seeming to know that revealing his care would only invite deeper harm and torture.

When sensing the Prince’s gaze falling upon him, X pressed his lips tight, reining in his emotions.

Only those eyes remained glued unblinkingly to the examination report, watching with extreme focus.

Looking as though he wanted to etch every word and every image deep into his mind.

A trace of strangeness flickered in Mu Si’s heart.

Although X reined in his emotions very quickly, he was a Male Zerg with acute mental perception; disguise of this caliber could not deceive him.

X cared very much about this egg.

If this egg was lost, X might truly detonate his zerg core energy, break through the inhibitor’s shackles, and drag him down to the grave together.

Mu Si knew that the best solution was to kill X first.

However, letting X die had never been an option for Mu Si.

X could not die; he had to live on to be hurt by him, to be tormented by him.

Considering the danger of an S-grade Female Zerg erupting, Mu Si still took a few steps back, quietly widening the distance between himself and X.

Ensuring his own safety, Mu Si only then turned to ask the doctor:

“What does stalled development mean?”

The sub-female doctor answered cautiously:

“The growth and development of a Zerg egg cannot be separated from a Male Zerg’s pheromones. If deprived of pheromone nourishment for a long time, the Zerg egg will cease developing, enter a dormant state, and after longer… die.”

X’s gaze followed over, his icy eyes laced with fury landing on Mu Si.

What are you glaring at me for?

Mu Si felt both displeased and aggrieved.

Could it be that I made you carry the egg?

Oh, it truly was me.

Regarding this outcome, Mu Si also had something to say.

Subjectively, he had no intention of making X pregnant; it had merely led to this outcome objectively.

Saying it out loud would probably infuriate the Female Zerg even more, so better not say it.

Mu Si visually estimated the distance to X, feeling it was still too close, quietly shifting his feet to back away.

“Your Highness…”

A deep, hoarse voice sounded.

Ever since Mu Si entered the disciplinary chamber, this was the first time X spoke.

Mu Si’s footsteps paused.

“This is also your cub.” X’s eyes stared intently at Mu Si.

“So what?”

Mu Si’s gaze fell upon X’s parched lips.

In some traditional and strict families, as long as the Male Zerg didn’t order the bugs in the disciplinary chamber dead, the butler would arrange mechanical bugs to send nutrient solution inside at regular intervals.

The nutrient solution was only enough to maintain basic survival needs; there was nothing more.

Before entering the disciplinary chamber, X had just lost his wings; to repair the damage, his body spontaneously consumed massive amounts of energy.

And having accidentally conceived a Zerg egg, it likewise required energy provisions.

X’s physical state was perhaps not as good as he appeared on the surface.

But what does that have to do with me?

Mu Si thought to himself, it was all his own doing.

Harming a Male Zerg, sparing his life was already immense mercy.

Spending a lifetime in the disciplinary chamber was the ending Mu Si had chosen for him.

Even if there was a Zerg egg in the Female Zerg’s belly, Mu Si had no plans to change course.

Hearing the Prince’s detached reply, X felt a chill in his heart.

Most Male Zergs were cold-blooded by nature and had little affection for cubs; this was something he had long known.

He shouldn’t have held any expectations toward a Male Zerg in the first place.

X had dedicated his entire life to the Empire and the military, never once thinking about Male Zergs or marriage, yet he had always wanted to raise a little zerg cub.

A tiny, soft little zerg cub that could keep him company.

His Zerg egg, his cub; he had only learned of its existence today, yet he was forced to feel it gradually lose its vitality and march toward death…

Fierce rage and hatred erupted from X’s eyes.

His body suddenly lunged forward toward the Prince, his chain-bound arms straining as the chains emitted groaning, overloaded clanking sounds.

Holy crap crap crap?!!

Mu Si turned on his heels and bolted toward the door.

[Scumbag Gong Value +3]

[Current Scumbag Gong Value: 90]

[Warning! Scumbag Gong Value too high!]

[Triggered guided mission: Release the Female Monarch, nourish the Zerg egg]

[Please complete the mission immediately! Reduce the Scumbag Gong Value!]

Mu Si: “???”

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