Chapter 41 Wow—how could they be so lucky…

Anyone who has ever seen Isaiah knows that although he was ruthless, he always had a slight smile in his eyes.

No matter what other species did to anger him, he would only smile and kill them, destroying everything around them.

Isaiah visited the Feathered Beast Clan dozens of times.

Even at the very beginning, when they hadn't prepared the Queen's throne, he only smiled in a cold and terrifying way.

Then, their planet was half destroyed by Isaiah's energy.

No species has ever seen Isaiah without smiling.

But today—

The Beast King shuddered as he looked at Isaiah sitting beside the magnificent throne, his face cold and impatient.

It’s over!

Who angered this murderous god to this extent?

Is Isaiah going to take his anger out on the entire Feathered Beast race next?

The more the Beast King thought about it, the more panicked he became.

Isaiah had experienced the power and terror of this lord insectoid race two hundred years ago.

Even if his people fought with all their might and sacrificed their lives today, they could only manage to injure him at most.

He couldn't afford to trade most of his people for Isaiah's minor injuries.

Thinking of this, the Beast King looked at Isaiah on the platform and forced a warm and friendly smile onto his face:

In any case, he had to appease him before Isaiah took any action.

He knew that even if the Feathered Beast Clan did not suffer many casualties this time, they would still suffer heavy losses.

On the surface, the Beast King was respectful to the lord insect in front of him, but in his heart, he had already begun to make plans:

If he survives this time, he really needs to have a serious discussion with humans about the Zerg.

If this continues, the Zerg will not be wiped out yet, but these species will be exploited by the Zerg to the point of near extinction!

When oppression reaches its extreme, even beast slaves know to resist.

Not to mention him, the king of beasts.

Isaiah had no idea what the Beast King was planning. He looked at the dozens of orcs below the stage, who were behaving respectfully, and clicked his tongue.

I only knew they were ugly before.

Now that I look at it closely, how can it be so ugly!

The thought of handing over the king's star coins to them made them seem even uglier.

He looked away with disdain, his voice carrying an unusually obvious annoyance:

"I want to buy feather iron from you."

"Now pack up all the feather iron for me."

Upon hearing his words, the Beast King's eyes were filled with astonishment:

Yutsu?

This god of death came here not to vent his anger on the Feathered Beast Clan, nor did he want any of the Feathered Beast Clan's treasures; he just wanted Feather Iron.

Feathered iron is ironware forged from the feathers of the Feathered Beast Clan, and it is extremely sturdy.

However, although feather iron is relatively precious, it is something that the Feathered Beast Clan can produce steadily every year.

After this batch of feather iron is sent out, they can continue refining it.

Although it hurts a little, it's nothing compared to the treasures Isaiah had previously obtained.

The Beast King felt both relieved and worried.

Fortunately, what Isaiah wanted this time was nothing to him.

The concern is that this is just the beginning; who knows what other treasures he might want next.

Regardless of his true thoughts, the Beast King maintained a generous and friendly demeanor on the surface.

"Since you desire it, Lord, I will immediately have my people deliver all the feather iron to you."

Upon hearing his reply, Isaiah finally smiled.

But his smile, no matter how you look at it, seems so cold it could freeze a beast to death.

His smiling voice carried a hint of gritted teeth:

"Didn't I tell you already?"

"It's about buying."

"I didn't ask you to deliver it."

The Beast King sat blankly in his seat.

This time, he genuinely didn't understand the meaning of Isaiah's words:

'purchase'?

Does the Zerg's Insect Brain contain the word "buy"?

Was he so nervous that his hearing was impaired and he misheard?

Just as he was in a daze, Isaiah's displeased voice came again:

How many star coins?

It really is about buying!

The Beast King accidentally plucked a golden feather from his other hand.

The pain jolted him back to his senses.

Looking at Isaiah's chilling smile, he swallowed hard and said cautiously:

"No...no need to buy it."

"Tsk."

"I mean, just one low-grade gem, one low-grade gem will do!"

"Tsk."

"How about... one star coin?"

"Tsk."

The Beast King's face was contorted in pain, and the feathers on its body were tangled together.

What was Isaiah thinking?

Looking at the increasingly impatient face in front of him, his voice trembled slightly:

"Actually, you really don't need to buy it."

"This is just a small token of the Feathered Beast Clan's appreciation."

Isaiah listened to the sounds coming from below, and the throbbing of the insect core became increasingly unsettling.

He was simply retrieving what belonged to the king, yet he still had to pay these orc star coins?

Where in the entire interstellar space is there any logic to this?

However, he would never disobey the king's orders.

He ground his back teeth together a few times with a grinding sound, and finally said as Wang had requested:

What is the market price of Yutetsu?

"I'll offer 80% of the market price."

The Beast King's pupils dilated in shock:

Isaiah really not joking, or making fun of him?

Does he really want to... pay with Star Coins?

Can--

Even if he did pay, he wouldn't dare accept it!

He tentatively quoted a price that was half the market price:

"Then..."

Thirty thousand star coins?

Isaiah, following the king's command, instantly completed the calculation and said:

"Then it'll be 24,000 star coins."

Seeing that the Beast King was still looking dazed and confused, he placed one hand on the folded space and slowly looked out of the palace:

I really want to set off fireworks.

Would the king like the golden fireworks released by the Feathered Beast Star?

But that won't work.

Isaiah knew that the king disliked stirring up conflict and also disliked him setting off fireworks with planets at will.

He cannot afford to make mistakes.

Otherwise, Fedorocco, Savile, and that wretched Villa would surely take his place before the king.

Thinking of the queen, Isaiah no longer wanted to linger here with these ugly orcs.

He pinched his nose, paid with star coins, then took the folding space filled with feather iron that the orc handed him and left without looking back.

It took the Beast King quite a while to react.

He glanced at the guards beside him, his voice trembling:

"Really gone?"

The guard also looked dazed, and he nodded, saying:

"Reporting to the Beast King, the orcs who went to investigate say that Lord Isaiah has already left Feathered Beast Star."

The Beast King looked at the rare gem in his hand, worth 24,000 star coins, and his hand suddenly trembled.

Isaiah really just here to buy feather irons?!

It's not robbery, it's buying?

His wings twitched twice:

Was Isaiah insane?

Two hundred years!

Has any race ever seen Isaiah pull out a star coin?

No, absolutely not.

But today, he actually saw it!

Still 24,000 Star Coins!!

The Beast King took a deep breath and murmured:

"These gems must not be touched, they absolutely must not be touched."

"Who knows, that god of death might take these gems back at any time."

but……

The Beast King looked at the unharmed guards around him, at the unchanged decorations inside the palace, and then slowly looked down at the folded space in his hand:

If the Zerg can continue like this, then it's not impossible for them not to perish.

It's not that he doesn't want to fight the Zerg.

He really couldn't beat them.

If the Zerg were as reasonable as they are today, there would be no need for him to take the risk of fighting alongside humans against them!

The Beast King looked at the gems in the folded space. Among them was a gem that was extremely difficult to obtain. Only the insectoids with their armored bodies could overcome the dangers and obtain them.

He looked at the gemstone and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, deeply moved.

He can no longer recall Isaiah's initial idea of ​​discussing with humans how to hasten the extinction of the Zerg when he first arrived.

Although he lost a lot of money selling Yutetsu this time.

But he was still very touched.

Two hundred years! Two hundred years!

He finally saw the bug that pays with star coins for things!

*

In front of the insect nest.

Some lower-level insects braved the storm's onslaught, taking one step forward and two steps back as they struggled toward their nest.

Having reached a spot close to the king but without disturbing him, they carefully placed the treasure they had been searching for since birth on the ground.

There are wind crystals, energy blocks, and energy liquid that they never dare to drink a drop of.

They performed these actions without a trace of reluctance, only overflowing with happiness and devotion.

For them, preparing gifts for the king is the most important and reassuring thing in their insect lives.

Being able to personally deliver offerings to the king's hive is a source of happiness for them, something to cherish in their insect life.

Ai Ying sensed the movements of the insects in front of the nest, lowered her eyes, and suppressed all her emotions.

She took a deep breath and looked at the Zerg hive design she had drawn.

Over the past few days, she has carefully observed the general preferences of the insects on Noah's Planet.

They love black, they love the ground, and they even love the shape of the eggs they were born from...

The nest she designed took into account both the insects' preferences and the current situation of Noah's Star.

All preparations are now complete, and all that's left is for Isaiah to bring back the materials for building the nest.

Just then, a gentle breeze blew in from the direction of the nest entrance.

Isaiah has returned.

Ai Ying looked at those beautiful, captivating amber eyes, as clear as glass, and gently raised the corners of her lips.

Next, let's try building a nest first.

If the test samples are successful, this type of nest can be promoted on Noah's Star.

She looked out the window at the storm:

In that way, these insects will finally have a place of their own where they can rest and sleep peacefully.

Outside the insect nest.

Ai Ying called over Fedorok, Savile, Isaiah, and Villa.

She watched as they became obedient and docile whenever they approached her, showing no trace of their fierce and aggressive demeanor outside, and smiled helplessly.

This time, Isaiah did not significantly harm the interests of the Feathered Beast Clan when he purchased Feather Iron.

Interactions between the two groups are essentially an exchange of interests.

If the Zerg's previous actions were like a punch to the gut, then their actions this time are like a sweet treat.

Whether they are truly grateful or not, at least they will not have any intention of attacking the Zerg in the short term.

Ai Ying blinked slowly, thinking about the knowledge she had acquired in the modern world:

Under immense pressure, there will inevitably be a rebound.

The Zerg have oppressed other races for so long, it's time for them to change their image.

Moreover...

She looked down at the lower insects caught in the storm.

The most important thing for the Zerg right now is to recuperate and rebuild.

Ai Ying gathered all her thoughts, commanded the insects in front of her, and began her great undertaking of building a nest.

Saville was usually the most meticulous; he was responsible for the exact location of the insect nest and the measurement and conversion of data.

Fiedlock possessed the strongest energy, and he was responsible for forging the feather iron into the shapes needed to build the nest.

Isaiah was responsible for the specific decoration of the nest's interior.

Villa helped color the nest at the end.

Ai Ying's arrangements were very proper, but she overlooked the Lord Insect's powerful destructive capabilities.

Sizzle—

That's the sound of Fedorok accidentally tearing the feather iron in two.

Boom—

That's the sound of Savile accidentally smashing the rocks on the ground.

Clang clang—

This is the sound of Isaiah accidentally scattering his ornaments on the ground.

Villa, who hadn't had a chance to do anything yet, stood there helplessly watching the scene unfold.

Four pairs of eyes, each more panicked than the last, stared at their king.

Ai Ying looked at the mess on the ground and slowly exhaled:

Fortunately, she had no shortage of materials.

She rested her chin on her hand, not blaming them, but thoughtfully saying:

"You must control your energy to one-fifth of your capacity before continuing."

The situation improved significantly afterward.

Under her direction, the four insects replicated the nest from the design in reality in just half an hour.

Ai Ying looked at the oval-shaped nest, which was entirely crystalline black, and nodded in satisfaction.

She observed that the closer the insects on Noah's Planet were to the ground or underground, the safer they felt.

Therefore, the nest she designed was not entirely built on the ground, but rather half on the ground and half underground.

This way, they can cater to the insects' preferences while also resisting stronger storms.

The shape of the nest, modeled after an insect egg, appears to be an irregular oval.

The nest is large enough to hold three or four insects at the same time.

Part of the area was used for sleeping, another part for washing themselves, and the rest of the space was free for them to do whatever they wanted.

There was also a storage box of about one square meter inside, so they could freely put their favorite things there.

Each hive is designed with a separate energy input lock.

Only the master insect of the nest can enter.

Just as Ai Ying was admiring the newly built nest with satisfaction, the four insects seemed to realize something, their eyes flashing with a strange light.

This nest... is so small.

It's definitely not where the king lives.

That……

The four insects remembered the king's order not to fight.

They glanced at each other, neither using their own energy nor secretly squeezing out the other insects.

They all turned their gazes toward the king.

This is the nest built by the king!

The king touched the feather iron used to build the nest.

The king personally oversaw every aspect of the construction of the nest!

Isaiah, who usually pretends to be the most obedient, reacted immediately and appeared before the king first.

He looked at the king with cautious and expectant eyes.

A gust of wind blew his amber-brown hair to the king's side.

He stood there obediently and meekly.

She glanced at the king, then looked expectantly at the nest, then glanced at the king again, then glanced at the nest again…

Anyone could see what he was thinking.

On the other side, Fedlock's eyes were also full of anticipation. His dark purple eyes blinked, making him look like a harmless little insect trying to beg for candy.

Saville seemed to know that he held the lowest position in the king's heart.

He stood in the corner, his deep blue eyes looking forlornly at the nest, as if he wanted to take one last look before it belonged to the other insects.

As the lowest-ranking of the four insects, Villa simply stood there blankly, not daring to show any expectation.

Being able to get this close to the king was the happiest thing for him.

As for that nest...

That nest...

It doesn't matter if it doesn't belong to him.

Ai Ying looked at the four insects, each behaving differently, yet all seemingly wanting the same nest, and thoughtfully looked away.

There is only one nest, and no matter who she gives it to, it will arouse the jealousy of other insects.

The problem is not scarcity, but inequality.

She didn't want to make the already strained relationship between these insects even worse.

Let's try another insect then.

Coincidentally, the purpose of building this nest was for those lower insects caught in the storm.

Thinking of this, Ai Ying looked at the insect standing at the very back:

“Villa, go and call a worm over.”

"Don't choose the insects I'm familiar with."

Otherwise, she worried that the insects wouldn't care about anything and would only say "okay" when they saw her.

Villa glanced at Chao Xue with reluctance before gladly accepting the order.

He didn't know what the king wanted to do, but he didn't need to know.

All he needs to do is fulfill all of the king's requirements.

*

Denton, who was struggling to find wind crystals in the storm, suddenly stiffened upon hearing Bilia's voice: The king wants to see him?

The king wants to see him!

He simply couldn't fathom why the king would suddenly want to see such an ordinary, lowly insect as him.

He was also unable to figure out what had happened.

After his initial surprise, Denton looked at his insect body in a panic:

what to do?

Why is he so thin?

The scratches on his insect are so ugly.

His pincers also lacked luster.

His hair wasn't black; it was an ugly gray.

Its shell wasn't white either; it was an ugly grayish-purple.

what to do?

How could he be so ugly?!

Will Wang dislike his ugly appearance after seeing him?

However, no insect could resist the temptation to see the king again.

He followed behind Bilia, filled with piety and trepidation, to the open land outside the insect hive where no insect dared to disturb him.

At this moment, he couldn't see the powerful and terrifying lord insects behind the king, who could kill him with a wave of their hand.

He could only see the king.

All that could be seen was the king's jet-black hair fluttering in the wind, and his eyes, more beautiful than the most dazzling obsidian in the world.

He felt the pulsation of his worm core was about to exceed the limits of his body's tolerance.

"king……"

Ai Ying looked at this insect, which looked much thinner than the other lower insects. Her gaze swept over his messy hair, over the scratches on his body caused by the storm, over the insect pincers that were injured when he was taking the wind crystal, and finally looked at his vertical pupils that were always loyal to her.

Her gaze held a hint of heartache, and also a hint of helplessness.

She knew she would probably never be able to let go of these insects.

She pointed to the newly built nest not far away, her voice gentle:

"Go in and try it out, see if you like it."

Denton looked in the direction the king pointed and finally saw the nest.

But he didn't know that it was a nest.

After he was born from the egg, he was sent to Noah's Planet.

Like all other lower insects, when he got tired, he would just find a place where the storm wasn't too intense and lie down to rest.

He never knew there was a place specifically for them to rest.

Denton stared at the object made of the most beautiful colors in the world, his antennae twitching in confusion.

Hiss—what's in there?

Based on the memories that had been passed down, he quickly came to a conclusion:

That must be where the king punishes the bad guys!

There might be a blade inside that's even more ferocious than the Noah Star Storm!

There will also be terrifying torture devices that can dig out the cores of insects!

There will also be poison that will drain the blood from the insects!

For all species, the unknown is more frightening.

But Denton recalled what the king had just told him, and his vertical pupils were filled with a resolute determination and happiness, as if facing death:

His greatest honor was to be able to test torture instruments for the king!

Of all these insects, only he has this opportunity!

He's not afraid at all!

He glanced at the king cautiously, carefully memorizing the king's appearance, then straightened his antennae and strode into the unknown building.

Huh?

It doesn't hurt?

Denton carefully opened his eyes and found himself in a completely unfamiliar environment.

This is a space that is neither too big nor too small, with the most beautiful black and white walls in the galaxy.

Against the wall, there was a round object, slightly larger than him.

It looks short, but it's covered with something that looks warm.

Denton carefully leaned against it, and the moment the insect fell into it, it was enveloped in warmth, making him drowsy and wanting to close his eyes.

Here, you can't hear the howling storm outside, nor do you encounter any danger.

I feel so relieved.

So warm.

So happy.

It was like going back to when he was still inside the insect egg.

No, it's five times, ten times better than when he was in the insect eggs!

Denton opened his eyes and looked around at everything:

Oh my god!

Is all of this really real?

How can there be such a beautiful place in this world?!

How could there be such a happy insect in this world?!

Denton doesn't remember how he got out of there, only that Wang asked him a few questions, which he answered in a daze.

Then, it was sent back by the higher insect, Bilia.

After a while, when he came to his senses, he saw a group of insects surrounding him, all looking at him with envy.

"Hiss—you're so lucky to have received the king's summons!"

"Hiss—what were you doing just now? Did you see the king?"

"Hiss—envy! I want to see the king! I want to see the king!"

Denton, listening to the hissing and chattering of insects around him, strained to raise his antennae:

"Hiss—Wang Hao!!"

"Hiss—happiness!!"

"Hiss—there's a really, really big oval."

"Hiss—there's something round inside, so comfortable, so blissful!!"

Seeing the curious looks on all the insects' faces, Denton proudly began to talk about the building he had just entered.

Upon hearing his description, all the insects hissed in shock:

"Hiss—is there really something this good?"

"Hiss—so blissful, just hearing it makes me so happy."

"Hiss—I want to hear more, I want to hear more!"

"Hiss—Say more, say more!!"

No one thought such a good thing would belong to them.

They knew that their insect-born form would never see such a treasure.

They could only urge Denton to continue, to say more.

In this way, they can vividly imagine what it looks like.

Wow--

They are so lucky to be able to hear what such a wonderful baby looks like!

After the king descended upon Noah's planet, every day they lived was filled with happiness and joy.

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Author's Note: Mwah to all my darlings, I love you all so, so, so much!!

Today's red envelopes are random!