Chapter 32. Let's use this planet to set off some fireworks...

Ever since Ai Ying and the terrifying entity behind her arrived at the Joint Military Academy, Alex hasn't had a good night's sleep.

He declined all invitations from within the empire, and every day he lived in constant fear, working tirelessly with other teachers to keep an eye on that terrifying presence at the school.

Fortunately, Ai Ying seems to be quite friendly towards humans.

Although she was somewhat arrogant, she had no intention of hurting anyone.

Under her discipline, the terrifying entity, though it would occasionally make its presence felt, did not actively harm anyone.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he could finally get a short rest, another piece of despairing news came from the Empire.

Isaiah chose to descend upon the United Military Academy this time.

Upon hearing the news, Alex nearly choked and died suddenly in the principal's office.

The name Isaiah brought him far more pressure than the terrifying being behind Ai Ying.

Although he had never met Isaiah, he had heard of his terrifying deeds.

But Alex was, after all, the principal of the Combined Military Academy, a veteran of many battles. He quickly calmed down and notified all the teachers one by one.

This is a tough battle that could wipe out the entire school or even the entire planet.

But they have to fight this battle.

We must also strive to ensure that all teachers and students survive Isaiah's attack.

Soon after, all the teachers arrived at the meeting room with solemn expressions.

Alex glanced at everyone in the conference room, then pressed the button in his hand, completely isolating the conference room.

Their subsequent discussions were top secret, and no one could know about them.

On the other side, in the simulated battlefield training room.

Ai Ying watched the door close again, and the polite smile on her lips slowly faded.

She lowered her hands from behind her back, and her slightly trembling hands betrayed her inner panic.

Dealing with two Lord Bugs at the same time is already her limit.

She didn't know how long she could endure being watched by Savile.

Now another lord bug is coming.

what to do?

There was no way she could escape unscathed from being surrounded by three lords.

Ai Ying took a deep breath, but no matter how hard she tried to relax, her heart was still beating too fast.

She recalled a teacher's assessment of the Zerg lord Isaiah that she had heard in class, and silently opened her mouth:

"Unpredictable and unfathomable."

It sounds like he's even more uncontrollable and dangerous than Saviour.

What terrified her most was Isaiah's understanding of humanity.

She was able to conceal her human identity from Fiedlock and Savile largely because they had no understanding of humanity.

They loathe humans and have nothing to do with them except kill them and be indifferent to them. So even though they felt that some of her actions differed from the king's, they didn't think much of it because of her deception.

But Isaiah was different.

He is the only Lord Bug that frequently appears in the human Empire and has a deep understanding of humans.

Ai Ying suddenly clenched her still trembling hands:

With those two insects, Fedlock and Savile, there was no way she could hide her existence from Isaiah, who had descended upon the United Military Academy.

By then, her refusal to devour the Lord Insects, her preference for human nutrient solutions and food, and her concern and friendliness towards humans will be flaws she simply cannot conceal.

Isaiah would test her if he had any doubts.

At most, her Gu techniques can only repair a scratch on the Lord Insect, and at most, she can only soothe them slightly if they trust her.

Therefore, as long as Isaiah has any doubts or rejects her witchcraft, she will definitely be exposed.

Considering that it was impossible to improve her mental strength in a short period of time, Ai Ying's gaze became serious.

Even if she leaves the military academy with Fedlock and Savile now, it's too late.

Moreover, she has always seemed very satisfied with life at the Joint Military Academy. If she were to leave abruptly, Savile might begin to have doubts before Isaiah even arrives.

She's in a dilemma, unable to move forward or backward.

No matter what you do, the end result is death.

At most, it's just a matter of dying a terrible death, the difference between dying a very terrible death and dying a terrible death.

Ai Ying looked at the empty training room and forced herself to calm down:

There must be a way.

As if she had thought of something, her fingertips twitched. In fact, a long time ago, her idea was not to constantly shape her identity as a 'king'.

Instead...

She slowly exhaled:

Since she was going to die anyway, she might as well take a gamble.

This was the only way she could possibly survive.

*

On the starship.

Isaiah casually stroked a light gold bottle in his hand, a treasure that the Beast Feather Clan had kept for many years.

He looked up at the throne he had prepared for the king, a hint of dissatisfaction in his amber eyes:

How can such a throne be worthy of a king?

Not glamorous enough, not unique enough, not...perfect enough.

He looked at the jewel-encrusted spot at the highest point of the throne, and a hint of truth crept into the feigned smile in his eyes:

That was the space he had reserved for his own insect core.

After he dies, his insect core will be embedded in this position.

Whether the king wanted to devour all the energy in the insect core, play with it in his hands, or even just glance at it—

All of this made him no longer resist the impending death.

Isaiah, feeling his riddled-with-holes worm brain and his already degenerating body, smiled casually and tapped the treasure offered by the Beast Feather Clan in his hand with his knuckles.

The treasure vanished silently, disappearing into his hands.

Such trash is not worthy to appear before the king.

He glanced at the scene outside the starship, his long amber-brown hair swaying slightly with his movements. He seemed to remember something, his voice tinged with interest:

"That must be the territory of those exotic plants."

Although he had lost all his memories of the past six months, he still remembered that this alien plant race had developed a plant-based medicine that could cure all species, even insectoids.

This medicine was barely enough to warrant a glance from the king.

The subordinates knelt before Isaiah, not reminding him that he had already been there several months earlier, but simply responding respectfully:

“That is the territory of the Chizhi tribe.”

Isaiah gently raised the corners of his lips, his voice tender and affectionate:

"Then it's a good time to go and see this 'old friend'."

The chieftain of the Thousand Plants Clan was initially gloating over Isaiah's impending departure for the Human Empire, but unexpectedly, the God of Slaughter was about to arrive in his territory.

How can you possibly use a feint attack like that!

Besides, wasn't this god of death just here four months ago?

Why come again?!

Three leaves on the tree above the head of the Chizhi Clan leader had turned yellow, and his eyes were filled with fear and panic.

"Quickly, send someone to prepare!"

"According to four months ago, no—"

"Be more cautious and more luxurious than you were four months ago. Make sure not to displease... Lord Isaiah!"

Having learned from their previous experience, the Chizhi Clan quickly began preparations.

An hour later, just as they finished preparing, Isaiah arrived on the planet.

They nervously led him to the banquet that had just been prepared.

The main seat at the highest point of the banquet was exceptionally luxurious and elegant.

But no one dared to sit there.

Two hundred years ago, when Isaiah first descended upon the Hua Beast Clan, the Beast King of the Hua Beast Clan knew nothing and habitually sat in the main seat.

Then, that planet was destroyed in an energy storm.

The culprit simply smiled and said:

The chair was too hard; he didn't like it.

Later, it was the human empire that discovered Isaiah's obsession with the Queen of Insects and left the most important seat vacant, thus averting a disaster.

The Thousand Plant Clan Chief looked at Isaiah, who sat to one side of the main seat with a slight smile on his lips, seemingly an 'approachable plant,' and the roots under his feet trembled violently.

Compared to the ruthless and direct killing god, Isaiah's approach of first exploiting the plant with a smile before killing it is even more terrifying to the plant.

The patriarch of the Thousand Plant Clan, trembling, held up the plant sap in his hand and respectfully said:

"It is an honor for the Thousand Plant Clan to have Your Excellency personally visit us."

With the idea of ​​saying less to avoid making mistakes, he quickly lowered his stance and drank first as a sign of respect after he finished speaking.

Isaiah's gaze swept with a smile over all the members of the Thousand Plant Clan below, and he sighed:

"Are you deeply honored?"

"How come I can't see it?"

All the members of the Thousand Plant Clan quickly forced ingratiating smiles and raised their glasses.

Isaiah clicked his tongue:

"That's a really ugly laugh."

The Thousand Plant Clan Chief watched as he tapped his knuckles on the table, his smile deepening, and was so frightened that he couldn't help but drool.

Oh no!

The God of Slaughter is enraged!

He quickly brought out all the treasures of the Thousand Plant Clan that he had hastily prepared, hoping that he would spare them for the sake of the treasures:

"My lord, these are the finest plant crystals and juices extracted by the Thousand Plant Clan during this period."

"Take a look and see if it suits your taste."

Isaiah glanced at him indifferently and said lightly:

"Where is the cure you developed?"

The Thousand Plant Clan Chief understood his meaning in an instant.

What he wants is definitely not an ordinary healing potion.

That can only be the extract of the Myriad Plant Essence, which was obtained by the Thousand Plant Clan by consuming the juices of countless members of the clan.

But……

The Wan Zhi Liquid was a precious substance that he had painstakingly extracted with the combined efforts of his entire clan, a substance that could prolong his life.

There are only two bottles in total.

This second bottle was refined by his clansmen working over the past few months to bring it to him.

Isaiah immediately asked for another bottle, it was like stabbing him in the back of his implant!

The Thousand Plant Clan Chief's smile was more like a grimace: "Didn't you just take a bottle of Ten Thousand Plant Elixir four months ago?"

Isaiah glanced at him indifferently and said lightly, "Forgot."

Forgot?!

If you're going to make up an excuse, at least make it believable, right?

The Thousand Plant Clan Chief's face was ashen, and his open mouth trembled uncontrollably.

But he didn't dare to refuse.

We cannot refuse.

It's just a bottle of plant extract!

As long as his people are still alive, they will surely be able to refine another bottle!

He gritted his teeth and said:

"I'll have someone bring you the plant extract right away."

Isaiah lazily glanced at the faces of all the members of the Thousand Plant Clan, his expression tolerant:

"Since you can't bear to part with it, then..."

"Willing to give! Willing to give!!"

The chieftain of the Thousand Plants Clan quickly took out the Myriad Plant Elixir and had his subordinate hand it to Isaiah.

Isaiah glanced at the plant extract in his hand, then looked at the empty spot that had remained the same from beginning to end, a hint of darkness appearing in his amber pupils.

The chieftain of the Chizhi clan suppressed the heartache in his eyes and casually praised how abundant the supplies had been for the Joint Military Academy during this period.

The treasures that the Joint Military Academy recently acquired have made many races very envious.

The implication is clear: now that you've got your darling, hurry up and go to your real destination.

Don't keep the Joint Military Academy waiting.

Isaiah's expression remained unchanged throughout, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, as if he was very interested in the news spoken by the chief of the Thousand Plant Clan.

Only when the Chishiki clan chief was practically dehydrated from talking did he finally look away from the empty main seat, turning his head and speaking with a hint of interest:

"Today is a great day to watch fireworks."

fireworks?

Why are we suddenly talking about this?

Isn't that something that only existed on ancient Earth and was only for viewing and amusement?

The chieftain of the Thousand Plant Clan was bewildered, not knowing what Isaiah meant.

Isaiah smiled and said:

"Wouldn't it be beautiful to set off fireworks on Molin Star?"

The face of the Chizhi clan chief turned from yellow to pale in an instant:

When Isaiah spoke of setting off fireworks, he meant causing the planet Morin to self-destruct and explode.

Merlin is the most important planet for the Thousand Plant Clan to cultivate ordinary plants. Without Merlin, the Thousand Plant Clan's profits will be drastically reduced.

Isaiah looked at his face and sighed helplessly:

"It's not like you're setting off fireworks, why are you looking so upset?"

The Thousand Plant Clan Chief instantly understood the implication behind his words.

If he still doesn't agree, the fireworks will be used not for Morin Star, but for him.

He forced a smile that resembled the lines of a tree:

"put."

"I'll have someone set off a fireworks display for you on Morin Star right away."

Isaiah raised his head, and his long, glass-like hair, gleaming in the sunlight, slid from his side to his back with his movement, revealing his exquisitely beautiful and captivating profile.

He felt the pain that had persisted in the worm's brain for two hundred years, his amber eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice remained as friendly as when he first arrived:

"Then I'll have to trouble you."

Several tens of minutes later, Morin Star exploded.

A green flame burned in the vast universe, then went out.

Isaiah watched the fireworks, stood up, and remained indifferent.

Green fireworks aren't that great either.

They are not worthy of the king.

The red is too bright, the green is too dark...

What other colors are there that you can try?

When the chieftain of the Thousand Plant Clan, suppressing his heartache, finally wanted to see if Isaiah was satisfied, he saw that the spot on the stage was empty.

He had already left while the 'fireworks' were still in full bloom.

The Thousand Plant Clan Chief took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to curse the insect.

Isaiah might not be far away yet; he must not act rashly.

He was breathing heavily, trying to reassure himself:

It doesn't matter. No matter how arrogant Isaiah is, how many more years can he live without the Queen of Insects?

Fifty years at most!

He considered the treasures he gave away today as a way to buy fifty years of peace for his clan.

Decades later, when the Zerg are wiped out.

He must go to Isaiah's grave and curse him all day long!

*

At the joint military academy.

Upon learning that the Zerg lord Isaiah was about to descend, all the teachers and students were put on high alert and busied with preparations.

As one of the Empire's finest military academies, after a brief period of chaos, everyone steadfastly and meticulously carried out the plan set by the principal.

The simulated sunlight on the entire planet Amphiso was adjusted to the intensity that Isaiah was said to prefer.

Although the military academy teachers and students were prepared for battle, the best way to deal with the Zerg overlord was to resolve the issue peacefully.

Otherwise, we might have to be prepared to sacrifice the entire planet.

After leaving the training room, Ai Ying felt the sunlight in the energy corridor and frowned almost imperceptibly.

Such intense sunlight is rare on waste planets and Carlo planets.

The glaring sunlight made her already agitated mood, fueled by the impending arrival of Isaiah, even more irritable.

Just then, as she looked up, she suddenly saw the insect at the end of the corridor.

His long silver hair, in the sunlight, looked like a silver river.

Even without her orders, he did not exert any pressure or threat on the students passing by.

He didn't look like a lord insect; he looked more like a harmless and beautiful human.

Savile held up an umbrella, his deep blue eyes sweeping expressionlessly over all the humans.

For him, the existence of humans was completely unimportant.

What matters is the king's attitude.

He thought of the scene where Fedorok foolishly unleashed disgust and oppression on humans, and lowered his eyes slightly to hide the mockery in them.

Humans, something that can disappear in the blink of an eye, pose no threat to him whatsoever.

The moment Wang appeared in the corridor, he suddenly looked up toward the source of the aura.

Upon seeing the Queen, the coldness and mockery in his eyes were instantly replaced by surprise and dependence.

Seemingly sensing that Wang didn't want to reveal her identity, he approached her and used his umbrella to shield her from the sunlight.

"Owner."

Ai Ying froze upon hearing this address.

Although she didn't want to reveal her identity as the Insect Queen, this title...

In front of Savile, she calmly suppressed all her thoughts.

This time, she wasn't surprised at all by Saville's appearance.

He should have known for a long time how much she tolerated sunlight.

So even though she didn't give him an order to pick her up, he still risked angering her and came to her side with an umbrella.

Feeling the shade and coolness under the umbrella, she twitched her fingertips.

But after sensing the anxious look in Saville's eyes, Ai Ying snapped back to reality:

The more agitated she became, the more she had to control her expression and actions, so that the insects around her wouldn't have a chance to notice anything amiss.

Isaiah might not arrive for another two days, but if Savile discovers something is wrong, she could die today.

What she should do now is to distract the insect next to her.

Thinking of this, she reached out and touched his long silver hair:

"Good girl."

Hearing Wang's gentle praise, Saville's hand holding the umbrella trembled slightly.

His worm core throbbed violently; the usually calm and rational man was now completely at a loss for what to say or do.

He had assumed that the king would look for Fedrock the moment he saw him.

He thought the king wouldn't want to see him, and might even be disgusted by his self-initiated actions.

He never imagined that Wang would stroke him so gently and praise him as 'good boy'.

At this moment, he looked even more foolish than the Fedorock he had always mocked in his heart.

Just as he was praying that time could last longer, the sensation on his head suddenly disappeared.

Ai Ying didn't touch Saville for long before withdrawing her hand.

As a Gu master, she knew that she could love a Gu worm, but she could not spoil it.

Too much gentle comfort will only make the Gu worm more and more dissatisfied.

The Zerg... I guess they're like that too, right?

Thinking about Savile's unauthorized visit to the Joint Military Academy, Ai Ying, after offering a sweet treat, added a cold admonition to her voice:

"From now on, you are not allowed to come here without my order."

While Saville was still basking in the king's tenderness, he heard the king's warning that he was becoming cold because of his presumptuous actions.

His worm core trembled violently, as if it had suddenly fallen from warm water into ice and snow.

His rational mind kept analyzing:

While his actions today alleviated the king's discomfort, they were more of a provocation against the king's orders.

How could he leave the hive without the king's permission?!

Having received that tender comfort from the king just moments before, Saville could no longer bear the possibility of losing even that tenderness.

He lowered his head, his deep blue eyes filled with submissive loyalty:

"yes."

"Owner."

All the rationality in his insect brain gradually transformed into the form the king needed.

Ai Ying seemed not to care about his answer and continued walking forward step by step.

Saville followed half a step behind her, his long, slender hand gripping the umbrella handle, tilting the umbrella toward the king in front of him.

And his entire insect was exposed to the sun.

But there was a hint of secret joy in his deep blue eyes.

very nice.

Only him and the king.

There is no Fedorock.

There were no other insects.

A shadow fell over his eyes as he recalled the news he had just heard from the humans.

If only Fidelock and Isaiah could both disappear.

*

Alex listened to the teacher's latest report, his brows furrowing deeply.

"You're saying Isaiah didn't come to the Joint Military Academy, but went to Planet Chizhi instead?"

This should have been good news for him, but instead of joy, he became even more wary.

"Didn't he just go there four months ago?"

"Why are you still going these past few days?"

Previously, Isaiah had never descended on the same place repeatedly.

What exactly went wrong?

Since he was able to go to Qianzhi Star twice in a row, could he also suddenly have the idea to come to the United Military Academy twice in a row?

Thinking about this, Alex frowned even more deeply.

The teacher's voice was slightly hesitant as she gave the report:

"It is said that Isaiah said... he forgot."

I forgot about the treasures that the Chisei tribe had offered, so I went there again.

Upon hearing the teacher's words, Alex raised his gray eyebrows:

"Forgot?"

"Do you believe he truly forgot, or do you believe I am the Insect King?"

He sighed and continued:

“The Thousand Plant Clan must have done something to alarm Isaiah.”

"What could it be?"

Alex seemed to have thought of something, and said seriously to the teacher beside him:

"From this moment on, no one on the planet shall speak a bad word about the Insect Queen... the Insect King."

"Don't even say anything to praise me."

"The more you say, the more mistakes you make."

The teacher, aware of the seriousness of the matter, nodded in agreement:

"Yes, Principal."

Just then, several more teachers arrived at the meeting room.

The lead teacher's voice carried a hint of hesitation:

"Principal, we recently rescued the remaining humans on Marimore who were being held hostage by space pirates."

"The survivors say that it was the Zerg lord who killed these bandits."

Just as Alex was about to stop his report and focus on the impending arrival of Isaiah, he heard him say the following:

"No one has seen the lord's face."

"But... according to those humans, that Zerg lord uses a kind of black energy."

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Author's Note: Alex: Black energy, why does that sound so familiar?

Today's red envelopes are given out in sequence!