Chapter 35 Isaiah was the one acknowledged by the king…

When Ai Ying heard the words 'Isaiah', her heart skipped a beat.

Thanks to the training she received in front of Savile during this time, she developed a little ability to keep her emotions in check, which allowed her to barely suppress the fear in her eyes.

Isaiah?!

The fragile, pitiful, and critically injured insect before her was the culprit who stirred up trouble in the interstellar world and caused headaches for all species.

Is that the terrifying being described by the teachers at the Joint Military Academy as 'unpredictable and unfathomable'?

That's the lord insect she avoided like the plague, the one she had to flee from the military academy in a panic to escape him.

Ai Ying looked at the 'pitiful' insect resting on her lap, and all her emotions surged together, but there was clearly no pity among them.

Weak?

Fragile?

Pitiful?

She should pity herself for accidentally contracting such a powerful weapon.

When Ai Ying thought about how the first time she was conscious and contracted with a Zerg, she had contracted with such a terrifying Lord Zerg, she closed her eyes to hide the despair in them.

She felt the warm touch on her legs and slowly exhaled:

She could sense Isaiah's complete trust and reliance on her through the covenant.

At least for now, he has no suspicion of her, nor any intention to kill her.

That's enough.

Ai Ying quickly composed herself, her emotions a jumbled mess, and opened her eyes, looking calmly at Isaiah.

The moment Isaiah uttered his name, he keenly sensed the change in the king's aura.

Wang, have you heard of his name?

He lowered his head to hide the sudden darkening in his eyes.

Who was it that tarnished the king's reputation?

Isaiah's repaired worm brain was rapidly processing information:

If the king has a bad impression of him because of some words he said.

His current attempt to get close to the king will definitely displease the king.

He lowered his head, silently rose from the king's lap, and knelt on one knee on the shore.

Ai Ying saw Isaiah's actions.

She watched as he carefully rose, no part of his body, not even a strand of hair, dared to touch her again, kneeling obediently and restrainedly beside her. Her fingertips twitched slightly.

Even though she knew his identity, she still couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted when she saw this scene.

She slightly turned her head, shifting her gaze away from Isaiah:

never mind.

Now that the contract has been established, she has no way to break it with her current abilities.

So regardless of the identity of the insect in front of her, she could only continue forward.

The most important thing now is to make Isaiah completely believe in her identity as king.

Fortunately, after the agreement we just made, he is unlikely to have any doubts about her in the short term.

Next, all she needs to do is maintain the proper demeanor of a Gu Master (King) in front of him.

Thinking of this, she turned her gaze back expressionlessly.

Isaiah was a clever fellow no less capable than Savile, and she needed to find a reason for her sudden change of attitude.

Ai Ying gently touched the wind as it carefully approached her, but dared not touch her amber-brown hair, and said softly:

"I really like the plant and vegetable liquid on Morin Star."

Isaiah's brain has been completely repaired, and his memory is now exceptionally good.

His worm core jumped:

Molin Star?

That Molin Star that he blew up like fireworks a few days ago?

A hint of annoyance flashed in Isaiah's eyes:

I should have just blown up Chisei-sei!

Apart from that group of exotic plants, there was nothing else on it, and naturally, there wouldn't be any of the plant and vegetable liquid that the king liked.

He was only annoyed for a moment before quickly thinking of a solution:

The news of his bombing of Morin Star has spread throughout most of the interstellar space, and it is impossible to deny.

Besides, he would never lie to the king.

Isaiah bowed his head deeply:

"It was Isaiah's fault."

Isaiah was willing to accept any punishment from the king.

Ai Ying was surprised to hear him admit his mistake without defending himself.

She had assumed that, given his personality, he would feign helplessness in front of her or cleverly shift the blame to other insects.

She never expected him to admit it so readily in front of her.

Hearing his honest apology, her wariness lessened slightly.

At this moment, Isaiah finally raised his head.

His amber eyes looked at her helplessly.

At this moment, he seemed to wish he could inflict even more severe wounds on himself than before, in order to beg for the king's forgiveness.

However, the scene of being bound by the king's contract made him acutely aware that the king disliked his bloodied appearance, and it also dispelled his idea of ​​self-harm to gain the king's forgiveness.

He couldn't do things that would only make the king hate him more.

Isaiah seemed to have thought of something, and took out two bottles of Plant Extract from the folded space, nervously presenting them to the king:

"Wang, this is also a type of plant extract..."

Do you like it?

Ai Ying looked into his amber eyes, which were filled with humility and flattery, and glanced down at the two small bottles he was holding:

"What's this?"

Isaiah's light-colored eyelashes shimmered slightly in the sunlight:

"This is Wanzhi Liquid."

Upon hearing his answer, Ai Ying suddenly remembered what Wan Zhi Liquid actually was.

It is a treasure that the Thousand Plant Clan painstakingly crafted.

It can heal injuries on all species.

Including the Zerg.

Even if the Wan Zhi Liquid cannot heal the injuries to Isaiah's brain, it can at least delay his death.

Ai Ying looked down at the old scars on Isaiah's body that had not completely disappeared:

"Why not use it yourself?"

Isaiah looked somewhat bewildered; he didn't understand why the king would ask such a question.

"These are all gifts for you."

How could he possibly touch the king's property?

Ai Ying continued to ask:

"Don't you want to keep living?"

Isaiah suddenly realized what the king wanted to know.

His brain was instantly filled with warm joy.

He raised his head, his glass-like eyes curving slightly, a clear smile in them:

"I knew the king would appear."

“I will be able to personally present the gift to the king.”

So it doesn't matter if he's injured, it doesn't matter if he's on the verge of death... as long as he can wait for the king, nothing he suffers matters.

Isaiah was not lying.

However, he always believed that he would see the king in his imagination during the last moments of his life.

Unexpectedly, he would meet the real... King.

Ai Ying looked at him and saw that he did not show weakness or vulnerability, but instead had a smile full of expectation and joy. She suddenly remembered how he looked when she first met him.

Covered in blood, its brain collapsed, its body degenerated, and it was on the verge of death.

Even so, he still foolishly guarded the treasure that could heal him, wanting to leave it to a king who might never appear.

Her gaze softened involuntarily.

Even after Isaiah realized this, he still dared not approach the king any further. However, the gentle breeze emanating from his body caused his amber-brown hair to fall softly into the king's hand.

Realizing that Wang Zhen was no longer rejecting him, the smile in his eyes brightened.

A strand of long hair subtly wrapped around the king's hand:

king……

This is his, King.

A real king.

Ai Ying felt the texture of the hair in her hand and came back to her senses.

In her mind, the covenant with Isaiah faintly shone.

With Isaiah now completely under her trust and loyalty, she could even take his life if she wanted to.

But……

Ai Ying recalled the evaluation of him by her military academy teacher, and a slight sense of vigilance still lingered in her heart.

Unpredictable and unfathomable.

He can be submissive and obedient to her now, but who knows when he might realize something is wrong and kill her.

Although her mental strength has improved, she is still unable to cope with the backlash from the powerful lord insect's contract.

She couldn't let her soft heart make her forget the true nature of the insect in front of her.

Thinking of this, Ai Ying stood up from the shore.

She recalled the method for enhancing her Gu techniques that she had just realized, and slowly looked ahead:

She... does not reject the Zerg.

No Gu Master would hate Gu worms.

If the Zerg are harmless to her, she might even like them.

By simply contracting with powerful insectoid creatures, her Gu magic can continuously grow.

Once her Gu magic reaches a certain level, she will no longer need to worry about Isaiah's backlash against her.

A glimmer of ambition also stirred within her:

If she contracts with enough insects, perhaps she will eventually be able to control the insectoid race.

Perhaps, she really could become the queen of all insects...

Realizing this, Ai Ying suddenly remembered the two insects she had left at the Joint Military Academy.

They all obeyed her orders and have not chased after them so far.

The little girl was obedient, her eyes only on her two insects.

She slowly clenched her hands.

Isaiah knelt behind her, feeling the gentle aura of the Wind King surrounding him, and his insect core let out a satisfied sigh.

He raised his head, gazing reverently at the king's retreating figure:

"Your Majesty, what do you intend to do next?"

Ai Ying listened to the sound coming from behind her, the sound gently dissipating in the wind:

"I'm going to find my insect."

Isaiah's insect body stiffened.

A bug that was completely acknowledged by the king...?

Acknowledged by the king, actively sought out by the king, and encountered the king even earlier than him... the insect.

He covered the mark before the insect core with one hand, concealing his wariness of the 'insect' mentioned by the king deep in his eyes.

Then he lowered his head and replied:

"Isaiah, may you always follow in the footsteps of the King."

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In front of the gates of the Joint Military Academy, teachers and students, training in an orderly fashion, stood in neat rows.

Alex stood at the very front.

Behind him were all the teachers from the Joint Military Academy.

Students from the Joint Military Academy stood in their respective grade contingents, with the seniors in front and the juniors behind.

From the gates of the joint military academy to the lecture corridors, students from each grade were lined up in formation.

But no one made a sound.

The vast joint military academy was eerily silent.

As Alex looked at the still calm sky, his heart sank deeper and deeper.

According to yesterday's probes, Isaiah should have arrived at the Joint Military Academy this morning.

But it's already noon, and there's still no sign of it.

They've been standing here for four hours.

The teachers and students of the Joint Military Academy are all in excellent physical condition and can stand for ten hours or even longer.

However, their mental state was nearing its limit, and if they continued, they risked collapsing at any moment.

After all, every minute and every second standing here feels like an endless journey toward death.

For them, the Zerg Overlord is no different from death.

Even on the battlefield, they might not encounter such immense pressure.

Alex's gaze was solemn:

They may be facing more than just Isaiah.

There's also Ai Ying and the powerful being behind her.

just in case……

Just then, a gentle breeze stirred in the air.

A magnificent and enormous flying machine silently appeared in mid-air.

Alex's heart skipped a beat:

Isaiah is coming!

The survival of the Joint Military Academy, and even the entire planet Anfiso, depends on his next move.

He stared at the aircraft's hatch, his heart pounding faster than ever before.

A gentle breeze, carrying a barely perceptible amount of energy, brushed past everyone.

The next second, Isaiah's figure slowly appeared in front of the hatch.

It is a place so beautiful that it makes you forget the danger for a moment.

His amber-brown hair fluttered gently in the breeze, and beneath his long eyelashes were a pair of eyes that always held a hint of a smile.

Alex looked at the figure he had seen once before, and his vigilance instantly rose to its highest level.

He didn't believe that Isaiah was as friendly as he appeared.

This is the terrifying figure who gouged out the eyes of a nobleman simply because he glanced at him.

He could kill all the humans here whenever he wanted.

Alex took a deep breath, a respectful smile playing on his lips, and stepped forward to greet him.

But the instant he lifted his left foot, a blade of wind lightly touched his throat.

Not only him, but all the teachers behind him had their lives blocked by invisible wind blades.

All the students were trapped by the wind, and any slight movement would result in their deaths.

Alex looked up at the figure in mid-air, struggling to suppress his terror:

What exactly did they do wrong to anger Isaiah?

He actually tried to attack them the moment he saw them?

Was it the way they looked at him, or was there something wrong with their hospitality, or perhaps...?

Alex's mind raced as he tried to figure out what was wrong.

He dared not move, much less fight back.

As long as Isaiah doesn't use lethal force, he must not be the first to break off relations.

Isaiah's smile vanished as he glanced at the terrified humans below, then held up his hand and made a gesture of silence to his lips:

Do not make a sound or move.

Otherwise, you will die.

Seeing that everyone had fallen silent and even stopped breathing, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Under the fearful gazes of everyone, he turned to the side, placed one hand over the insect core, and bowed respectfully.

The teachers and students of the joint military academy stared blankly at his movements, their already tense minds unable to grasp what Isaiah's actions meant for a moment:

Isaiah was the Zerg lord.

They are a terrifying insectoid race capable of destroying planets and slaughtering entire species with a wave of their hand.

What could possibly exist that would make him willingly submit and wait in submission?

That can only be...

The hatch slowly opened, and a familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared before them.

Her long hair swayed in the wind, and her dark pupils coldly swept over all of humanity.

In her eyes, it was as if all humans did not exist; her gaze was filled with a light, indifferent disregard.

The moment she appeared, the wind blades pressing against their lifelines seemed to soften considerably, losing their previous chilling killing intent.

However, none of the teachers and students at the joint military academy were aware of the changes in the wind blades.

In that instant, shock outweighed the fear of Isaiah.

They stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the figure that appeared before the hatch:

This is... Ai Ying?!

Given Isaiah's treatment of her, Ai Ying must be... the Insect Queen?!

How is that possible?!

Lucia, who had the most contact with Ai Ying among all the teachers, reacted immediately, her eyes filled with shock and confusion:

How could Ai Ying be the insect mother?

She has weak mental strength and poor physical fitness.

More importantly, during the Zerg simulation battlefield, Zerg players clearly attacked her with pincers.

These Zerg data are extracted from real Zerg on the battlefield. All Zerg obey the Queen, so how could they possibly harm her?

Lucia suddenly realized:

yes!

All the insects obeyed the mother insect.

Therefore, when the insect queen ordered them to feign an attack, they could not disobey her command.

After all, throughout the entire simulated battlefield, not a single Zerg player actually managed to harm Ai Ying.

Mental strength can be faked, and no one dares to test her true physical abilities.

Ai Ying... she really is the Insect Queen.

The rumored queen is the one who commands the Zerg and holds immense power.

Alex and Lucia realized it almost simultaneously.

He simply didn't question Ai Ying's identity as the mother insect.

As the leader of the Zerg, Isaiah could not possibly be loyal to any being other than the Zerg Queen.

Ai Ying could not possibly have any identity other than that of the Insect Mother.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered what his teacher had reported to him yesterday.

Marimor, black energy, Zerg overlords...

The powerful being behind Ai Ying is, like Isaiah, also a Zerg lord!

The Joint Military Academy now has two Zerg Overlords—

wrong!

In an instant, Alex thought of another 'shadow' who had followed Ai Ying and appeared only once.

That silver-haired, blue-eyed being!

Because he concealed his aura and had no intention of killing the military academy teachers and students, he focused his attention on the one who had been dangerous from beginning to end.

If the first 'shadow' following Ai Ying is a lord, then the second 'shadow' is most likely also a lord!

Therefore, there are at least three Zerg Overlords in the Joint Military Academy.

Alex broke out in a cold sweat, which instantly soaked through the back of his military uniform.

Three Zerg Overlords—

Not to mention Anfiso, even the entire star system that Anfiso is located in could be annihilated by their uprising.

Thinking of this, a hint of relief appeared in Alex's eyes:

Fortunately, the newly formed Zerg king managed to control the actions of the three lord Zerg.

Fortunately, the Zerg king is the relatively friendly Ai Ying towards humans.

As the queen insect, Ai Ying's actions are certainly not forced upon her by any insect; they all stem from her true inner thoughts.

Recalling her actions at the Joint Military Academy during this period, he felt a strange sense of relief.

If she were the Queen of Insects, the United Military Academy would most likely be able to escape unscathed from Isaiah's clutches.

Even the entire human empire may not suffer much damage from the Zerg.

This was the best outcome he could imagine.

Alex raised his head and looked at Ai Ying respectfully.

But because of the wind blade on his chest, he still dared not move or make a sound.

He could only pray silently in his heart that Ai Ying could maintain her attitude towards humans in the military academy.

I pray that she will persuade Isaiah to spare the United Military Academy.

Ai Ying paid no attention to the humans below.

She knew that Isaiah could not do anything to these people without her permission.

Her gaze pierced through the crowd and looked toward the 'insect hive'.

There, there were two obedient and well-behaved insects.

Under her orders, they not only did not search for her, but also did not harm the humans in the military academy.

At the same time, she silently spread her Gu-technique spiritual power in that direction.

Gu magic – the mind manifests.

Isaiah noticed the king's gaze, and the smile in his eyes turned cold for a moment:

So that's where the insect was.

The insect that could make the king care so much.

When he sensed the king's call, he slowly lowered his head, concealing all the wariness and jealousy in his eyes.

Inside the insect nest.

Fiedlock and Savile stood and knelt respectively.

From the moment they fell silent, they made no further moves.

They stood frozen in place, silent and desperate, the entire hive filled with unease and chaos.

This is how they felt every moment during the three hundred years without a king.

They thought they were already used to it.

But now, they feel that every minute and every second is unbearably painful.

How long will it take for them to wait for the king this time?

Is it ten years, a hundred years, three hundred years, or even longer?

They were insects rejected by the king.

The insects rejected by the king may never see him again in their entire lives.

They may never again receive the king's gentle comfort, his lighthearted praise, or his true recognition.

They felt the excruciating pain as the insect's core throbbed, and the insect's body trembled incessantly.

This time, Fiedlock did not harm his own insect core in exchange for a moment of peace.

He forced himself to endure the constant pain, his insect brain repeatedly recalling every word the king had said.

The king dislikes insects that harm him.

The king dislikes insects that can't even take care of themselves.

He couldn't let the king hate him even more.

He needs to be obedient.

That way, when the king returns, he will surely praise him as "good boy".

Saville knelt on the spot.

The moment they realized the king was gone, all the seals seemed to have lost their power.

He kept his head down, and every breath he took sounded like a mournful plea.

They pleaded with the king to turn back and return to the hive.

Once you get it, you become even more unable to bear the pain of losing it.

He no longer hoped for the king's favor; he only wished for the king to return.

Even if it's just to come back and see him for a moment.

Fidelock and Savile's core were completely silent, showing no reaction even after sensing Isaiah's energy in the air.

For them, nothing else matters anymore.

Apart from--

king!

Just then, they suddenly sensed the king's presence:

It is the king!!

The king is summoning them!!

The king did not abandon them, nor did he despise them!

All the pain and anxiety completely vanished at that moment.

Fiedlock and Savile suddenly looked up, their eyes filled with fervent joy.

Even the most rational Saville didn't consider why the king's call and Isaiah's energy appeared at roughly the same time.

In their insect brains, only joy remained.

The moment they sensed the king's call, their figures vanished instantly into the insect hive.

They are going to find the king!

They must answer the king's call!

The king is there!

Fidel and Saville tore through space and appeared simultaneously in front of the King.

Before they could even feel joy upon seeing the queen, they saw Isaiah behind the queen, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Before seeing the Isaiah insect core, there was a 'mother's mark' that flashed with just the right amount of light.

Fiedlock and Savile froze on the spot.

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Author's Note: Mwah to all my darlings!

Today's red envelopes are random!