Chapter 6 Soothing the sky outside the window, the uneven clouds...
Outside the window, the sky was dotted with uneven clouds, and the snow was falling harder. The silvery whiteness matched the metallic, technological feel of the place, entwining the indifferent, inorganic texture of this group and a lingering, profound melancholy.
When the two bugs returned home, the house always maintained a constant temperature that was most suitable for living. Meng Er also thoughtfully turned on the soft night lights. The warm light filled the room and the air was filled with a warm atmosphere.
Ituran carefully placed a bunch of daisies into a glass bottle with intricate patterns. The petals looked particularly soft and beautiful under the light. Ituran couldn't help but reach out and touch the flowers. Looking at the ring on her ring finger, Ituran was a little absent-minded, not knowing what she was thinking.
Wei'an cut up the fruit and meticulously arranged it on a platter. When he brought it out, he saw Yitulan arranging flowers, so he didn't bother her and placed the fruit on the table. He relaxed and sank into the sofa, browsing the Star Network.
Ever since arriving in the Zerg world, Wei'an had begun to develop a bit like an internet addict. Zerg technology was developing at a much faster pace than Blue Star, and the games, movies, and virtual reality experiences here were incredibly immersive.
Wei'an tried to atone for his degenerate behavior. As an adult, he hadn't had the opportunity to properly engage with Zerg culture since childhood, so he could only make up for it later in life. He was trying to understand the local customs and practices from all angles. (Nodding.jpg)
The entertainment industry in Zerg society is incredibly prosperous, with dozens of new games released almost daily, and a high output of film and television productions. For a nation under such high social pressure, the entertainment industry is incredibly developed. Is this a case of the East not being bright, the West being bright?
Although most works revolve around the plot of female Zerg trying to get to know male Zerg, the public still enjoys them. Other works cater to the Zerg's bellicose nature, with tense mecha fights and bloody slaughter of alien species, full of elements of violent aesthetics.
On a forum where many military fans gather, Wei An randomly clicked on an entry on the hot search list, which was a short video about the evolution of Zerg weapons.
From the beginning of the Zerg, through the changes of the times, bizarre machines, various high-tech weapons...
The flowers are so dazzling that they dazzle the eyes.
Wei An was watching intently when a notification flashed on his computer screen that a package had arrived.
Meng Er signed for the package automatically and scooted over to Wei'an. Like a small kettle, he kept reminding Wei'an to sign for it. Wei'an glanced at it and saw it was from the Xiong Baohui. He weighed the package, feeling its heft. So much? He was a bit impressed by the preferential treatment given to males by Zerg society.
Giving gifts at a wedding? That's so impersonal.
Seeing Vian looking at the package, Meng Er very cleverly brought him a pair of scissors, which made Vian so amused that he couldn't help but pat Meng Er on the head.
"Smart Menger, I'll give you strawberry-flavored motor oil tomorrow."
Just as he was about to open the package, Meng Er was happily spinning around beside him. Yi Tulan's ears turned slightly red, and his eyes flickered. He hesitated to speak, seeming a little nervous.
"My lord..." Yitulan couldn't help but call Wei'an.
Wei An turned his head and responded, his eyes were clear and his hands did not stop moving.
"What's the matter, Ituran?" Seeing his queen hesitant, Wei An asked quickly.
But his hands were quick and he had already opened the package. Before Yitulan could continue, Wei'an looked down at the package.
!!!
Pupils shocked.
When he saw the contents clearly, Wei An was stunned—it was actually a set of sex toys! Whips, tails... Wei An's face flushed instantly. He hurriedly stuffed the things back into the box and looked at Yi Tulan awkwardly.
Wei'an's head was aching, his face flushed, and he felt the box in his hands burning. Was there a crack in the ground? He and the things could disappear right where they were.
Okay, okay, he underestimated the Zerg. Hmm? May I ask? Why were sex toys given to them as wedding gifts?
Whip, tail...
Thinking back to Yitulan's expression of wanting to say something but not daring to, it was no wonder. He must have misunderstood. He must have thought I was some pervert, a pervert...
It's over, it's over. I finally managed to get closer to Yitulan. His image is about to change from a pure love god of war to a big sex maniac.
"Well, it's not what you think. I didn't know they were sending these things. Meng Er, come here quickly." Wei An's ears were red and he stuttered a little when he spoke.
Meng Er didn't understand what was going on, but he still opened his round belly obediently. Wei An quickly threw the things in, turned Meng Er's round body around, and pushed it out.
QAQ, huh? Meng Er was completely bewildered. Wasn't the owner just so happy? So, does he still have the strawberry oil?
Yitulan pretended to be calm, thinking that the male lord wanted to... But seeing the male insect's panicked reaction, it turned out that he had misunderstood, and Yitulan calmed down.
There was a sense of loss that could not be concealed in the heart. Didn't the Lord want to be close to him? But he still raised the corner of his mouth towards Wei An.
"I believe you, Lord."
Seeing Yitulan say she believed in him, her voice was clearly muffled, clearly unhappy. Wei'an's mind was also a mess. What should I do? What should I do? I need the 101 ways to comfort my wife. (? ○ Д ○)?
As a blue-skinned person with good bachelor genes, Wei An had never encountered such a situation before, as his friends put it.
He had no feelings at all, and at this moment he had no idea why something was wrong with Ituran.
But now the panic in his heart is telling Wei An that that person feels differently about him, and perhaps it has not yet reached the stage where it can become love. He has to coax Ituran.
Start, start, start both the left and right brain.
Wei An decided to speak bravely and break the silence.
"Emmmmm, that's good, that's good, hahahaha, I cut some fruit, how about we watch a movie together." Wei An awkwardly wanted to get over the matter quickly.
Fortunately, Yitulan cooperated with Wei'an and the atmosphere soon became cheerful again (bushi).
Being able to watch a movie with a male master is something that many female insects can only dream of. The relationship between male and female insects is not equal. How can a male insect have any spiritual contact with a female insect? If a female insect can successfully please a male insect sexually, it is already considered a success.
The film unfolds slowly, without any particular twists and turns. It's supposedly about the life of an ordinary female soldier, and the film's gloomy tone makes it a bit depressing. The protagonist is a low-ranking female insect. Although ordinary in appearance, she has a pair of bright eyes and adapts well to military life, like a tall, upright young poplar.
From the perspective of a small person, from the initial discomfort in joining the army, to the later invasion of alien species and the bloody battles between female soldiers, this is the growth and glory of a female soldier.
After watching the first half, Wei An even thought it was some kind of military recruitment movie. After all, it looked quite passionate and had a bit of a grassroots counterattack feel.
But the fate of this female soldier in the film takes a sudden turn. Amidst a wave of alien beasts, he was a combat hero, defending the frontline at the cost of nearly his own mental strength. He received the Medal of Honor, but his physical condition made it impossible for him to continue serving on the front lines. How could any male insect possibly desire a female soldier disfigured on the battlefield? The protagonist's mental state is about to collapse, and the story seems to end here.
It can be considered a story of a tragic hero, and it can also be considered a grand narrative. But the director obviously has more in mind than that.
The film's tone brightens up after a difficult period. A noble male insect suddenly appears, and though he's quite arrogant, he offers to marry the female soldier and become his maid. The protagonist, desperate to survive, cries with joy, practically overwhelmed with gratitude. He kneels and offers all his accumulated wealth and honors to thank the kind-hearted male insect.
Sadly, the male insect was only after the female soldier's money. He harbored a deep distaste for the not-young, disfigured female soldier. His willingness to marry her stemmed from a drunken prank among some upper-class male insects. A man of many years, the male insect accepted the gamble and happily married the crippled insect.
The male insect had never touched him, let alone offered him any psychological counseling. He had even cruelly deprived the female soldier of her freedom to return to the battlefield. The male insect treated a broken female like him as a toy, unworthy of cherishing, and subjected her to the utmost humiliation.
Finally, the female soldier was stripped of her only remaining valuable possession: her wings. Once invincible on the battlefield, her wings were truly extraordinary, shimmering with brilliance. After the wings were plucked, the male insect ignored the protagonist, who was only barely breathing.
He has no value anymore.
The protagonist died in a dark basement with desperate, gray eyes because of a mental collapse and unhealed old injuries.
Inside the house, the lights were bright and the atmosphere was filled with the clinking of glasses.
At the end of the movie, the frequency of effective spiritual comfort that female soldiers can accept after marriage is counted, and this data surprised Chong very much.
Wei An was sweating and suffocating after watching the movie. He glanced at Yitulan furtively.
At the end of the film, the flickering lights hit Ituran's face. He looked pale, with the corners of his eyes slightly curved downwards, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in black mist.
Wei An's heart suddenly sank. He shouldn't be looking at this. Isn't this like stabbing someone in the heart? Wei An tried to do something quickly to remedy the situation.
When Yitulan saw the end of the female soldier, he felt the same way.
This was the fear deep in his heart. He felt his brain go numb and a hurricane arose in his spiritual sea.
However, a warm embrace embraced him, and he gradually calmed down as he smelled the orange scent on Wei An's body.
"Don't be afraid, Itulan. It won't happen."
"You believe me, you are free."
"I won't stop you from returning to the Northern Territory." Wei An gently touched his hair, comforting the uneasy female soldier.
"Lord Xiong, are you really willing to let me continue working in the military?" Yitulan's eyes sparkled and he spoke softly, as if he was afraid of waking her from her dream.
Wei An nodded very firmly. He was not a native insect and did not treat his wife as his private property or a slave.
"And, Ituran."
"Do you need spiritual comfort?"
When Ituran was being treated before, Dr. Aiken had also very tactfully pointed out that Ituran's mental state was already extremely chaotic and on the verge of collapse.
He can heal more serious injuries than that, but his mental power is out of control, and even the most skilled medical insects are powerless. Only the mental power adjustment of the male insect is the best and only antidote.
Wei'an also searched for relevant information on the Star Network. A large number of female soldiers had been suffering from long-term mental disorder. After their spiritual seas completely collapsed, they could only transform into insects and be destroyed by the insect path.
Moreover, in addition to direct physical contact, one can also use spiritual tentacles to enter the spiritual sea of the military female and comfort her.
That shouldn't be particularly offensive, right?
Looking at Wei An's moist black pupils,
Yitulan felt his throat tighten a little and his ears were completely red, but his eyes stubbornly did not move away and stared at Wei An.
Seeing that Yitulan did not show any discomfort, Wei An breathed a sigh of relief and began to try to stretch his mental tentacles.
The protozoan's mental power was condensed, but it seemed that after he woke up in this body, he could always feel a vague sense of wanting to break out of the body.
This should be the mental power of the male insect. Wei An didn’t understand why this happened. It couldn’t be that the mental power had mutated after the core was replaced.
The fluorescent white tentacles slowly penetrated Yitulan's spiritual sea, which was being swept by a black hurricane. Wei An carefully soothed him, and the hurricane gradually subsided, revealing a large area of black in Yitulan's spiritual sea.
Late at night, Wei An had fallen asleep.
The sleeping male insect forcefully pressed his head into Yitulan's arms, and his hair rubbed his neck, making it a little itchy. Yitulan wanted to push his hair aside, but was afraid of waking the male insect who had just fallen asleep.
After a moment of silence, as if unable to resist the temptation, Yitulan cautiously moved closer to the male insect, slightly pressing against it.
The male insect seemed to be sleeping uneasily, and turning over made the distance between them even closer.
The close distance surprised Ituran a little. He could clearly smell the mint scent of shower gel on the young male insect.
Her fingertips trembled uncontrollably as she looked at the sleeping face of the male insect very close to her. Then, as if she had made up her mind, she stretched out her finger and touched the tip of Wei'an's pen.
Wei'an shuddered, and Itulan's fingertips began to tremble as well.
Last night's spiritual comfort gave Yitulan the most peaceful sleep she had in years. When she woke up, she saw the male insect still asleep, his once-soft hair a little frizzy. His eyes had softened.
Not wanting to disturb the sleeping male insect, Yitulan decided to go to the second bedroom to wash up. As soon as she carefully closed the door, she ran into Menger, who was diligently cleaning.
The big eyes on Meng Er's face screen opened wider, with obvious question marks.
Yitulan still had a calm, cold, pale face and an upright posture. He nodded at the cute housekeeping robot and quickly walked away, leaving Menger, a fat and ignorant figure, standing there.
Ituran naturally replaced Meng Er and took on the responsibility of making breakfast.
The female soldier in the apron added a touch of softness to his originally cold temperament.
No one could tell that Yitulan was actually having a headache at the moment.
In Zerg society, most male Zergs love sweets, and most cooking classes taught by female Zergs are about making sweets.
But the male lord didn't seem to be like that. Yitulan thought about it carefully. Wei'an seemed to be a little different from other male insects. He might not like them very much.
Ituran, who always got straight A's in cooking class, was actually stumped by the breakfast content.
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