Apprentice Shaman in Interstellar: Posing as the Queen Bee

Aying reincarnated. Before reincarnation, she was an amateur shaman who studied bug psychology and ecology for unconventional sect cultivation. After reincarnation, she became an impoverished slave...

Chapter 61 Using abdominal muscles to hold energy liquid~~…

Chapter 61 Using abdominal muscles to hold energy liquid~~…

After calming down the five Lord Insects around her, Ai Ying realized that she had neglected Alfred for too long.

He was just dressed a little...lightly.

She must treat everyone equally and not show favoritism.

Ai Ying took a deep breath and, after making full preparations, finally looked at Alfred kneeling in the study.

But no matter how much she prepared herself mentally, her gaze still froze for a moment when she saw his heaving chest muscles and lean, powerful, honey-colored thighs.

She suppressed her embarrassment and pretended to be calm, saying:

"Get up."

Upon hearing the King's voice, Alfred's insect core throbbed even more violently.

Every inch of his newly formed insect bones, every inch of his skin, yearned for the king's touch.

He stood up, his honey-colored skin fully exposed to the king as he moved.

His gray-brown pupils were filled with a primal desire to be possessed by the king.

"king."

"Alfred will serve you forever."

Whether on or under the nest, he was willing to give everything for the king.

Ai Ying looked at his eyes, which were clearly willing to be tamed yet still full of wildness, and her fingertips twitched slightly.

After her Gu magic became powerful, she no longer felt that these insects were dangerous. On the contrary, she hoped that each insect could retain its true self by her side.

only……

She tried her best to keep her gaze from going downwards:

"There's no need to rush."

She could understand his eagerness to be by her side, which led him to ignore some of his physical condition.

But his current clothes were far beyond her expectations...

"Go change your clothes first."

After hearing the king's words, Alfred looked down at his 'fully covered' lower body:

Was he still wearing too many clothes?

That's why Wang explicitly told him to change his clothes.

As Ai Ying watched Alfred reach out, itching to tear off his already meager lower garments right in front of her, and before he could exert any force, she quickly added:

Wear more clothes.

She was making him change his clothes, not tear them!

Stop tearing it!

If he tears it any further, he will truly be completely naked, his entire body exposed in the study!

Alfred blinked, somewhat bewildered, upon hearing the king's request:

Every inch of his skin belongs to the king and deserves to be seen by the king.

He also felt that he was dressed too much, which made it difficult for the king to appreciate his body.

But why did the king tell him to wear more clothes?

Is there anything wrong with how he looks?

However, as an insect aspiring to be possessed by the king, figuring out the king's preferences is also an essential skill.

His insect-like mind raced, and he immediately realized that the king disliked such unremarkable exposure of the body.

Alfred lowered his head and, following the king's orders, left the study to change into another set of clothes.

Ai Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing him leave the study.

She waved her hand, signaling the lord insects surrounding her to step back.

She took a deep breath, and was about to pick up the energy liquid beside her and take a sip to calm her nerves when she saw Alfred reappear at the study door just a few seconds later.

He was indeed wearing more clothes than before.

The lower body hasn't changed much compared to before; the upper body has changed.

Alfred's upper body was less dressed and more loosely bound with a few silver chains.

The combination of silver and honey is particularly eye-catching.

A chain was tied to his long hair in front of his collarbone, wrapping around his lower back. With the slightest touch, the chain could slip off his hair.

There was also a ribbon tied across the left chest, which allowed the already faint bulge to be seen as the patient breathed.

Several chains were crisscrossed on his back, and the clanging of the chains could be clearly heard as he walked.

Ai Ying's hand trembled, and her body became even stiffer than when she first met Alfred:

This... it would have been better if I hadn't worn anything at all.

She turned her head stiffly, pretending to be very interested in the scene outside the energy window.

The other insects looked at Alfred dressed like this, their back teeth almost crushed.

Although these lord insects would use various means to vie for the king's attention, none of them would be as shameless as Alfred, resorting to such despicable methods to seduce the king.

This is utterly despicable!

Alfred didn't care at all about the other insects' expressions towards him.

Instead of feeling embarrassed, he proudly and openly displayed his body in front of the king.

But Wang only glanced at him before turning his head to look out the window expressionlessly.

He looked out the window at the swarm of hissing, noisy lower insects, a hint of doubt flashing in his gray-brown pupils.

What was it about those insects that attracted the king?

However, his personality has always been to face challenges head-on.

Wang was probably just bothered by the noise from those insects!

All he needs to do is regain the king's attention!

Alfred glanced at the insects outside before looking away, a new idea forming in their minds.

He held a bottle of energy liquid in both hands and walked step by step toward the king.

With each step he took, the chains binding him clanged with an ambiguous 'clinking' sound, and his voice was low, hoarse, and devout:

"king."

"Please enjoy..."

Just as he was about three steps away from the king, he tripped over something and fell headfirst onto the table in front of the king, his long, curly black hair cascading messily onto the table.

He slammed his back against the desk with a dull thud.

The energy liquid she was holding accidentally spilled all over herself.

The energy liquid meandered down his chest muscles, which were heaving violently from the pain, and finally stopped in the hollow of his abdominal muscles.

His honey-colored skin glistened with a layer of moisture, making him look exceptionally alluring.

Ai Ying looked at the insect feast on the table, unsure where to place her gaze for a moment.

As she turned her head, she inadvertently glanced at the abdominal muscles in front of her that the insects used to hold the energy liquid, and suddenly realized what Alfred meant by 'eating'.

Use your abdominal muscles as a container for energy fluids —

So that's the 'method of consumption'...

Her heart pounded wildly for a moment, and she didn't know whether she should pick up the insect on the table.

In those few seconds of shock she was in, Horace was already trembling with rage:

Ahhhhhhh—

This insect dares to do such a disgusting thing in the middle of the hall!

Ughhhh—you shameless scoundrel!

Ughhhhh, I'm so angry!

The other insects' cores were also filled with rage, wanting to give the insect that had 'frightened' the king a good beating.

Only Isaiah was the first to recover from his anger.

He darted to the desk and pulled Alfred, who was lounging on it striking a pose, to his feet.

Although Alfred is the most powerful of the Lord Insects, his energy is several times less than Isaiah's because he has not yet been recognized by the King.

Even though he tried to lower himself, Isaiah pulled him up two seconds later.

Isaiah smiled 'friendly' at him, and a small hurricane in front of him blew the energy liquid off his body, leaving not a single drop of water.

Then, with a sigh, he pushed Alfred back a little further, his voice full of worry:

"You're so clumsy, you can't even stand properly. What if you accidentally hurt the king?"

"You'd better not stand so close to the king."

Alfred was pushed back a few steps, and upon hearing his words, a wild and ferocious glint flashed in his eyes.

This bug is such an eyesore!

The king didn't say anything, so how could this insect have a say!

Besides, this was just a bit of fun between him and the king; what did it have to do with this insect?

Just as he was about to push away the annoying insect in front of him, he suddenly noticed that the other lord insects had silently surrounded him.

Every single insect blocked his path toward the king.

Ai Ying could sense the Lord Insects' ulterior motives, but as Alfred moved away from her, she was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

She slowly exhaled, and after calming down, she was finally able to lift her head and look at the insect whose body was mostly hidden by Fedlock.

Previously, she was so impressed by his clothes that she only glanced at him briefly and didn't dare to look closely.

But ignoring his bare lower body, her gaze eventually settled on the stark white ornaments beside his ears.

Sensing the aura emanating from above, her fingertips trembled violently.

That's... insect bones.

It is an insect bone that shares the same origin as Alfred's aura.

Looking at Alfred's honey-colored dark brown skin, Ai Ying no longer felt the awkwardness of not knowing where to look.

She stood up and walked towards him step by step.

The other lord insects dared not stop them and retreated to both sides.

Ai Ying stopped in front of Alfred.

This time, she didn't care about his appearance.

Instead, they quietly peered through his skin at his worm-like bones.

She finally understood why she hadn't noticed something was wrong immediately.

Because every piece of insect bone on his body had been replaced countless times, and each piece was a newly grown insect bone.

The time difference in the growth of his entire insect skeleton was no more than three months, so at first she just thought that his insect skeleton was a little more fragile than other insects.

Ai Ying's gaze gradually shifted to the insect bones he wore near his ears and on the side of his head.

The insect bones were pale white and smooth, without a trace of insect blood, just like it really was just an ordinary ornament.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly:

Nothing in space can harm a powerful Overlord Zerg.

Therefore, his injury could only be due to himself.

How painful must it be to peel off your own insect bones with your own hands?

Even knowing that every lord insect had suffered terribly in the hundreds of years without a king, she was still shocked to see Alfred's insect bones, which had been replaced countless times.

After the shock came heartache.

Ai Ying placed one hand against Alfred's insect core and asked softly:

"Would you like to stay by my side, Alfred?"

Making a contract with him is the fastest and most complete way to restore this insect to its health.

As Alfred looked into the tenderness and worry revealed in the king's dark pupils, his insect core throbbed wildly.

All thoughts in his mind were completely cleared in that instant, leaving only the king's soft question.

Of course I would!

No insect can resist the desire to be recognized by the king!

Alfred was speechless for a moment, and could only nod vigorously.

The insect bone ornaments on their heads made a dull thud.

Seeing his movements, Ai Ying used her Gu magic to gradually surround the insects in front of her.

Feeling the fragile insect bones and countless other hidden injuries, large and small, in his body, she sighed silently.

This insect, like the others, doesn't know how to take care of itself at all.

never mind.

Anyway, they're all her bugs, she'll just have to keep a close eye on them from now on.

Alfred felt the king's warm breath coursing through every corner of his body, and all the pain and unease were completely banished.

His insect bones and core have also become stronger than when he was born.

Even after the contract was completed, he remained standing in the same spot, staring blankly at the king in front of him.

Although his eyes still held a hint of ferocity, they were now filled with a submissive quality that came from being completely tamed.

Ai Ying looked at the insect that had just come to her side and solemnly stated her bottom line:

"Wars against other species are not permitted."

"No fighting with other insects."

"And you must not hurt yourself again."

"This is an order."

Alfred knelt on one knee, his voice obedient and devout:

"Alfred, obey."

When the five lord insects made a pact with Alfred, they all knelt respectfully on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

They looked at the ground, each insect with a different expression, yet their eyes gleamed with an inexplicable light.

Aside from Isaiah, who was critically injured and on the verge of death, Alfred was the lord insect most quickly recognized by the king.

Does that mean that the king doesn't dislike the insect's attire?

Ai Ying simply comforted the insects with a few words before returning to her bedroom to digest the increasingly powerful Gu techniques of the new lord insect queen.

Alfred stared at the bright red mark in front of the insect core and blinked slowly.

When he was no longer a bystander, when he was truly treated gently by the king, he realized how happy and lucky he was to have met the king.

Such a king—

It made him completely unable to suppress the most primal desires in the insect core.

He was willing to give everything for such a king.

Especially his body.

Imagining himself being devoured piece by piece by such a king, his eyes were filled with excitement.

Just then, Alfred suddenly felt an angry gaze that he could not ignore.

He crossed his arms and looked over lazily.

Upon seeing the scales on Horace's cheek, he seemed to remember something, and his gray-brown eyes narrowed slightly:

He remembered that this was the only insect whose appearance Wang had praised earlier.

The king praised his scales for being beautiful.

Scales?

*

Alfred's arrival put the Lord Insects on high alert like never before.

Although they all wanted to win the king's attention, they did not put any effort into their appearance.

The Zerg revere powerful military force; their appearance is completely unimportant.

But now...

Recalling the scene where the King recognized Alfred after meeting him for less than ten minutes, all the lord insects' gazes hardened as if they had made a firm decision:

It's just about dressing up, right?!

They will too!!

the next day.

Fiedlock was the first to come out of his room.

The black energy suit that seemed to be welded to his body finally began to change.

Golden patterns meander across the black coat, giving it a more refined and luxurious look than before.

He was still completely covered by clothes, with only a few openwork patterns around his waist. His slender and powerful waist stood out against the black background.

Not far away, Saville stood quietly in place.

Behind him, a pair of dreamy light blue wings beautifully extended from his back.

As his wings flapped, his silver hair swayed gently in the wind.

He simply stood still, and he was as beautiful as a painting.

On the other side, Isaiah's clothes looked no different from before, except that the fabric had been changed to a layer of hazy gauze.

At first glance, there seems to be no problem, but as soon as his wind energy blows, you can see his slender and powerful body.

His amber-brown hair appeared to be casually draped over his back, but in reality, every strand was styled at the most beautiful angle by the wind.

Isaiah ignored the other insects and instead looked at Horace, whom he considered the most cunning.

Horace... piled all the ornaments he thought looked good on himself.

His dark red clothes were studded with countless sparkling gems, and his head was adorned with many jingling ornaments.

He was like a moving display stand of jewels and ornaments; the moment he appeared, everything around him seemed to brighten up considerably.

It was so dazzling that other insects didn't bother to give it a second glance.

Norman watched as the other insects vied for attention, displaying their beauty to the fullest, and gently lowered his head.

For him, removing the cumbersome coat and leaving only the shirt underneath was the limit he could manage.

Just then, Alfred finally came out of his room.

The lord insects looked at the insect that appeared in front of them, their eyes instantly turning dark.

Unlike yesterday when he was bound by chains, Alfred's upper body was completely unadorned today.

Only painted.

Black, white, and red paint was applied to his dark brown skin, perfectly complementing his strong and powerful physique.

A mysterious red insect pattern snaked from his collarbone to the bulge on his chest, while a white line flowed down his chest until it disappeared faintly below his lower abdomen.

Although her lower body was covered by clothing, the ambiguous lines that ran up her calves were still visible.

Not only on his body, but also on the side of his face, there were a few dark red lines.

The lines were very faint, yet they made the other insects want to see what he had drawn on his face.

The moment Alfred appeared, his painted body overshadowed the brilliance of all the insects' elaborate decorations.

He paid no attention to the changes in the other insects' expressions; he simply waited with excitement and peace of mind for the king to appear.

The body paint on him was all done by himself, stroke by stroke.

From the moment he was born, he would try anything that could enhance his charm and make him a potential favorite of the king.

Therefore, he has no concern whatsoever about other insects surpassing him in this regard.

After all, he had been working for three hundred years to be possessed (slept with) by the king!

Ai Ying pushed open the bedroom door, and the relaxed expression in her eyes suddenly froze.

Looking at the scene outside the door, she thought she had traveled through time again.

She just took a nap, didn't she?

Why are these insects suddenly... suddenly starting to pay so much attention to their clothing and appearance?!

Her gaze swept over the most dignified of Fidelock's openwork waist:

Even Fedorock...

Ai Ying's fingertips trembled slightly, as if she remembered something, and she looked towards the newly arrived Lord Insect.

The exquisite and stunning paintings on his honey-colored body made him appear even more perfect.

The faint red lines on his face softened his otherwise wild and sharp features.

Compared to yesterday's eroticism, Alfred today possesses an even more captivating beauty.

His grey-brown eyes stared at her without blinking, filled with undisguised excitement and anticipation.

Ai Ying took a deep breath.

She kept telling herself:

As a Gu master, she must respect the preferences of every Gu worm!

Alfred's only problem is that he's dressed a little too revealingly!

It's normal for some insects not to like wearing clothes!

As for his actions—

She is a Gu Master, and every insect wants to get close to her to attract her attention.

It's just that Alfred's way of attracting her attention was a bit outrageous!

It's no big deal!

She needs to get used to it!

She couldn't force Alfred to change his hobbies just because she wasn't used to them.

With that thought in mind, Ai Ying calmly nodded to the insects and then walked forward without looking to the side.

Perhaps it was because she had become accustomed to disguising herself since she was first recognized as queen by the lower insects that no insect noticed the stiffness in her movements.

She glanced in the direction of the study, then walked expressionlessly out of the insect nest.

Judging from the way these insects are dressed today, she probably wouldn't be in the mood to deal with insect affairs even if she stayed in the study. She might as well go out and see what the lower insects are doing now.

It just so happens that it's been a while since she's seen the insects outside the nest up close.

Sensing the king's presence, all the insects playing in the amusement park stopped.

They looked in the direction of the king, and the core of each insect was filled with love and devotion to him.

This kind of love has long surpassed the Zerg's instinct for the King.

But they still felt it wasn't enough.

The current king is worthy of their utmost devotion.

As the king passed by, a small, slender native insect was accidentally knocked over by the frenzied insects around it.

Seeing that the thin insect was about to be trampled by the insects around him, Ai Ying waved her hand and used her mental power to lift up his body.

The slender native insect, sensing the king's aura, happily twitched its antennae:

"Hiss—King!"

After Ai Ying helped him up, she used her mental energy to gently stroke his hair, which was much softer than before.

"Be more careful next time, okay?"

The native insect nodded its head vigorously, so hard that the water droplets in its eyes were shaken off.

At this moment, Ai Ying had already turned her attention to the other insects.

She felt the strong and healthy aura of the lower insects, her eyes filled with smiles.

Her initial confusion over Alfred's attire subsided with the hissing of the insects.

Recalling the incident a while ago when a bug was secretly working, she emphasized with a stern face:

"All insects must rest when they should rest; they cannot work."

"This is an order."

All the insects replied in unison:

"Hiss—Yes, sir!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Alfred's insect core was filled with unfamiliar emotions that he himself could not comprehend.

But soon, he attributed all his emotions to his longing for the king.

The paint on his body rose and fell with his breath:

The king seems to have a slight preference for weaker insects.

So tonight.

As the king was about to return to his room to rest, Alfred, determined to climb into bed, leaned 'weakly' against the wall outside the king's bedroom door.

His black curly hair was disheveled and stuck to the wall, and the body paint was exquisite and beautiful under the light of the gemstones.

When he felt the king's gaze on him, he suppressed the urge to get closer, remaining leaning against the wall, and said weakly:

"king……"

"I'm afraid of a sleeping bug."

He raised his head, his gray-brown pupils looking at Wang with vulnerability:

"Your Majesty, can you take me in?"

"Just let me sleep on the floor."

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Author's Note: Alfred: You worms, don't use your hobbies to challenge my profession!

When it comes to climbing into bed, I'm a pro!!

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