Back into the tiger's mouth

"Okay, I understand. I'll help you."

After hearing this, Mu Xiao was neither angry nor surprised, but as calm as a dead lake. He sent Morse away, threw himself tiredly into the soft sofa, and then slowly closed his eyes. The sponge wrapped around his body was like the fishy liquid in a swamp, and he was the nutrient that continuously nourished the swamp.

The moment he closed his eyes, time seemed to flow backwards like a flipped funnel, until it froze at a certain moment in time. Suddenly, an unquestionable order echoed in his mind: "Mu Xiao, the organization has decided that we will use your genes to cultivate even better female insects."

Mu Xiao, who had been tamed by electric shocks several times, sat on the small bed, staring blankly at the experimenter who suddenly rushed into the room, and struggled to analyze the meaning of this sentence. No matter how many times he analyzed it, his brain was still as rusty and difficult to function, and in the end he could only follow his instructions like a dog.

When he regained consciousness, he was lying in a pristine yet unholy hospital. The various tubes inserted into his body made him feel that this body did not belong to him.

He tilted his head weakly. Ze Yu, who was in charge of the experiment at the ward door, bowed his head humbly, accepting the criticism from his leader. His angry roar threatened to rupture the eardrums of every insect in the building. "What did you say? Mu Xiao's genes are incompatible with the Zerg. Ze Yu, I'm not here to listen to these lame excuses. If you can't achieve the results I expect, you know what I'm talking about."

The leader said this and left with a sullen face. Ze Yu raised his head and slowly removed his fingertips from his palm. He walked into the ward facing Mu Xiao's eyes, watching the show, and said coldly, "You can still laugh at this time."

Mu Xiao smiled contemptuously. The insects that entered the organization were no different from commodities. All insects could not escape the fate of being consumed. It was only a matter of time. Couldn't he smile at his fellow creatures who didn't have this awareness?

"Mu Xiao, you are really an unlucky bug. Because of your peculiarity, you have brought us a lot of trouble." Ze Yu flipped through the folder full of densely packed data and came to this conclusion with a headache.

Mu Xiao thought to himself that it was none of my business, but on the surface he pretended to be unreliable and came up with an unreliable idea: "Since you want to be like me, why don't you use my genes to clone a bug?"

Ze Yu's fingers that were turning the pages suddenly stopped, and he thought about the proposal seriously. Then he snapped the folder shut and took out the syringe he carried with him. Andre, who was conceived with his genes, was born, but Andre's various stats were not enough to satisfy the organization's ambitions.

Mu Xiao sat up with the help of the armrest, trying to get rid of this painful memory. Perhaps Ruowen's current symptoms were related to the experiment that year. Why did he end up back where he was before?

So tired...

He came to the bedroom exhausted, opened the closet with few clothes left, and found a white suit jacket hidden deep inside. He grasped both sides of the jacket tightly with both hands and carefully put it to his nose. The scent of Alred's pheromones remained on it, and it became the only thing that could comfort him now.

He held on to the coat, as if the bug was still by his pillow, and got through the long night.

A beam of light lit up from afar in the hazy blue sky, and then spread across the entire sky with unstoppable force, forcing the insects to accept a new day.

Mu Xiao had been awake for a long time. He opened the heavy curtains and stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window. He looked at Morse from above, not knowing whether he had also been unable to sleep all night like him. The other person was leaning against the car body and silently opened the door when he saw him.

He quickly packed up everything and tucked the house key under the potted plant. Morse wasn't in the best shape either. He slid into the passenger seat, closed his eyes, and felt the air-conditioned air brush against his face. Over the roar of the car's engine, he asked softly, "Last time when we removed the punishment ring, you were nervous, but your movements were methodical. Did you try it beforehand?"

He wasn't eager for Morse's answer; he was simply curious. However, the male insect had sharp hearing, and it wasn't long before he replied, "Well, I tried it on Ruowen beforehand. I was hoping to kill him, but I accidentally succeeded. Helping you remove the punishment ring is just to pave the way for your re-entry into the organization."

Mu Xiao was now numb to any schemes or calculations. He didn't know whether this abnormal feeling was a blessing or a curse. He said "Okay" lightly and continued to discuss what to do next. "This organization has been established for a long time and has deep roots. They are not as easy to fool as Toad in the Zerg base. Will your fake identity really work?"

Morse's eyelids twitched violently. He observed the female insect's expression in the mirror, which was abnormally calm. "The answer to this question is what you think."

Mu Xiao's mind was as clear as a mirror. Whether he forged his identity or not, he could still join the organization again. Before the organization successfully created the perfect bug, he was still useful. He just didn't know why they suddenly exiled him to the deserted planet to wait for orders.

"Then there's no need to disguise. I'll go in directly." He moved his fingers along the track of the rugged suture scar through a thin layer of fabric. This scar was like the zipper on the back of a puppet. Would soft cotton burst out if it was torn open?

From the moment he accidentally came into this world, he suddenly realized that he was sick, both mentally and physically.

"Everything will be fine when everything is over." Morse gripped the steering wheel tightly, not knowing to whom he was saying this.

"Maybe."

Mu Xiao had been away from the organization for a long time, but when he stood in front of the marble pillar with the words "Severus" written on it, he had the illusion that he had never left. Severus was the nickname of this organization, which was divided into two areas: land and underground city. The land area served the Insect King, while the underground city cultivated female insects. Successfully cultivated female insects had the opportunity to work on land.

He came here today to apply for membership. Normally, he should go to the land base to go through the review process, but there was no need to disguise himself. He found the entrance to the dungeon with ease and pressed his finger on the fingerprint reader.

The elevator door slowly opened, and at the same time, a sweet electronic voice came: "Welcome back number 6987."

The fingerprint recognition device was connected to the underground city's female insect management department. He had expected that someone would be waiting for him, but he didn't expect that after getting out of the elevator, there would be two rows of armed female insects waiting. Between the two teams stood the person in charge of the underground city, Yaheng, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Seeing him come out, Yaheng smiled and picked up the white hospital gown draped over his arm and handed it to him. He seemed to be asking about his well-being and said, "Long time no see, Mu Xiao. The outside world is not suitable for bugs in the dungeon, especially not for someone like you who values ​​love and affection."

Mu Xiao smiled, but he didn't. He immediately took off his clothes and changed into hospital gowns. He glanced at the faces of the two rows of female insects, all of whom had the same dull, lifeless, robotic expression. Then he turned his gaze back to Ya Heng's face: "Really? The insects in the dungeon don't fit in anywhere."

Yaheng's fake smile instantly collapsed. He pinched the female insect's shoulders hard, his sharp fingertips piercing the flesh, wishing he could break her proud bones. "I don't want to hear such ignorant words from you again, otherwise you will be judged again."