Chapter 8: He has to take responsibility for taking care of his wife...
In the misty bathroom, Yitulan turned on his laptop and logged into his account. As soon as he logged in, the sound of messages began to tick. At the top of the message bar was Tuan, and he could tell from his urgency that he was getting there. Yitulan clicked on the message.
The holographic call was dialed and Tuan answered almost the next second.
His blond curls were a little disheveled, and he was still tired from staying up late, appearing defensive and indifferent. But the moment he saw Ituran, Tuan's eyes lit up instantly, and he said excitedly to Kaio, "Admiral, are you okay?"
Ituran looked a little more relaxed, the stern lines on his face softened by the steam rising from the bathroom.
"I'm fine, Tuan."
Tuan was his lieutenant general and a noble female insect. Like most female insects, his male father was extremely philandering, marrying three female lords and dozens of female servants.
Tuan was the child of one of the female servants, Senhua. Fortunately, Tuan's female father was a noble female insect and also worked in the administrative department. Although he did not receive much favor from his male father, Tuan lived a good life under the care of his female father.
If he followed his father's idea, Tuan should take over the power from him and then try his best to find a suitable male insect. He doesn't need to be of noble status, but preferably a civilian male insect who is easy to control.
Senhua doesn't need his insect cubs to work hard anymore, he just wants his insect cubs to live longer.
But since he started kindergarten, Tuan has shown an unusual interest in the female Zerg's combat and mecha classes. The Zerg fighting factor is hard to find in his female father, Senhua, but it is difficult to conceal in Tuan.
Unable to bear the frequent blind dates arranged by his father, Tuan secretly reported to the Fourth Army. At that time, the Fourth Army had just become independent and became the army that absorbed the most civilians.
Because everything was not perfect, Tuan really took advantage of it. His first superior was Ituran.
The warm mist in the bathroom made Ituran feel a little relaxed.
"How's the Northern Territory doing lately?"
Tuan keenly noticed the red mark on his general's neck, and instantly his eyes lit up like a firecracker, throwing away his usual calm and composure.
Yelled: "General, did he hit you?"
"What's wrong with your neck?"
The female insect has a very strong recovery ability. The general must be seriously injured to leave scars near the gland where the female insect is most vulnerable and cautious.
That male insect...
A rare smile appeared on Yitulan's lips. He shook his head and spoke softly.
"Tuan, have you forgotten the required course for female insects?"
Tuan's mind went blank for a moment, and he understood something inexplicably, and his pupils became a little pointed.
The tips of his ears turned red and he coughed twice strategically.
"Admiral, is your spiritual sea feeling better?"
"I'm much better now, Tuan. After my vacation, I will return to the Northern Territory." Yitulan ignored the strange atmosphere of the female insect opposite and remained calm.
As soon as he finished speaking, Tuan couldn't help but smile. The Admiral could actually return to the Northern Territory! He'd thought the best outcome would be a transfer back to the main planet. Any insect with eyes could see that the other party had some ulterior motive, plotting against the Admiral. But then, in a surprising twist of fate, the Admiral could actually return.
"Yes, Admiral."
Tuan felt much calmer and gave a standard military salute.
Yitulan nodded and hung up the call.
After taking a quick shower, Yitulan put on a bathrobe and wiped his still wet hair as he walked out.
Wei'an sat on the bed, well-behaved, like a young wife. Seeing Yitulan come out, her eyes were clear and she stared at the insect. Her mental tentacles were uncontrollably trying to fly towards Yitulan.
The spiritual tentacles like thin vines gently touched Yitulan's face, and the slight friction brought a sense of itchiness.
Yitulan was a little surprised. Is this the spiritual tentacle of the Lord?
Looking at his failing mental tentacles, Wei An pretended to remain calm. Could it be that something went wrong while training his mental strength, or that it had mutated?
The male insect was obviously feeling guilty, and his eyes were evasive.
Yitulan was puzzled. Was the male insect unhappy? He walked over, squatted down, and touched one knee to the ground. His eyes showed a gentle and delicate look. He looked very well-behaved, kneeling before Wei'an. Even in this somewhat humiliating gesture, the female insect's slender figure looked standard and beautiful.
The distance between them suddenly shortened, and Wei An was enveloped by the pleasant scent of Ituran. When he looked up, he could meet the other's light blue eyes, which were like the deep and bright night sky.
It was a feeling that was hard to describe, stimulating from the surface to the inside, and Wei An's throat moved slightly.
His heartbeat quickened, and he feigned nonchalant gaze. He touched the female insect's still damp hair, instantly diverting his attention. This wasn't going to do. He wasn't going to sleep with wet hair like this, was he?
Wei'an waved his hand. Yitulan didn't quite understand, but still leaned towards the male insect's palm.
"Don't be like this, Ituran. Get up quickly and let me dry your hair."
Yitulan's eyes had dimmed slightly at the first half of the male insect's words. Because of the intimacy they'd shared the previous night, he'd assumed the male lord wouldn't object to his intimacy. But before any sadness could build, he heard Wei'an's second half, and things had turned from bad to good, like the sun after the rain.
Yitulan carefully sat down near Wei'an, observing the male insect quietly to see if he was unhappy. However, Wei'an just had a smile on his face and looked very gentle.
He lowered his eyes to look at the silver-white hair between his fingers. The gradually drying hair felt wonderful to the touch, soft and resilient. Wei An couldn't let go of it. This moment of strong sense of life made him feel much less strange about arriving in another world.
The fragrance of Ituran permeated the air, brewing a kind of dizzying sweet wine.
The pause in the person beside him made Yitulan turn around to investigate, only to find Wei'an pinching her earlobe. The gentle rubbing of his fingertips brought a subtle tingle, and Yitulan meekly followed Wei'an's movements. Though aloof by nature, Yitulan was incredibly obedient at this moment.
Looking at the white neck of the female insect in front of him, Wei An pursed his lips, his Adam's apple moved slightly, but he still looked away.
"Itulan, is your spiritual sea feeling better?"
Wei An was deeply impressed by the medical bug's words. This powerful, beautiful female bug before him was only a hair's breadth from a mental collapse. The injection that night had only accelerated the deterioration of his mental strength. If he wanted to survive, he had to stabilize his mental state as soon as possible.
Wei'an looked back every few steps, looking at Yitulan with pitiful eyes.
Yitulan somehow understood Wei'an's intention and spoke
"My Lord, do you want to..."
Before he finished speaking, or even reached the door, Wei An turned around very naturally, stepped down, and sat on Yitulan's bed.
"want."
It was snowing outside, but the house was warm. Yitulan's face was pure white, her light blue eyes always shone with sadness, her thin lips were slightly pursed, and the way she lay in bed always gave off a sense of the sacredness of a selfless sacrifice, abstinence, taboo, and allure.
Wei'an's control over his spiritual tentacles had improved considerably, no longer dangling uncontrollably. The released spiritual tentacles were elegantly white, tinged with pink at the ends.
The slender spiritual tentacles gently harassed Ituran. Wherever they went, there would be some light. Seeing Ituran's skin looming under him, it was like playing a game of catch-me-catch-you.
The white tentacles of spiritual power gently caressed the violent spiritual sea again and again, gradually calming it. Wei An breathed a sigh of relief, but he also knew very well that this was only a temporary dormant volcano, and it was far from a time when he could truly rest assured.
But it doesn't matter, as long as he is with it, as long as he stays with it, it will get better completely. Wei An hugged it's neck, letting it rest its head in his arms, feeling somewhat comfortable.
"Yitulan, I plan to study in the medical department of the Imperial Military Academy. Do you know about this?" In the quiet air, Vian spoke gently, stroking Yitulan's hair.
In the male insect's embrace, which was not strong but warm and powerful, Yitulan couldn't help but relax a little. After thinking for a moment, he slowly spoke.
"The Imperial Military Academy's medical department only started offering male insect courses last year. They started recruiting male insects, probably to help the research institute recruit talent. I heard from Marshal Bai Ze that the research institute has been trying to completely solve the problem of female insects' mental strength for years."
"It was the beginning of a new era, and the institute still had some male insect researchers. The mental strength of male insects is very strong, and in many scientific research explorations, it is difficult for female insects to play a replacement role." Having said this, Yitulan paused for some reason.
"The inhibitors now widely used by female Zerg were developed and promoted by the males of the research institute back then. After subsequent innovations, they have become extremely effective."
"But over the past century, male insects have become scarce. The Male Protection Association also advocates for the protection of male insects, but there are very few male insects willing to work, especially in medical fields, which are too tiring."
"It could also be that there are fewer and fewer male insects willing to engage in mental mediation at the grassroots level of society. The Imperial Military Academy has a great influence, and they may also want to have a role model for others."
After hearing Yitulan's words, Wei'an's first reaction was, "Is he going to become the landlord?" Back on Blue Star, he was also a medical student. Endless blue books to memorize, endless pathology question banks to solve. His internship was even worse, encountering medical disputes. He was nearly heartbroken by unreasonable patients' abuse. At the end of the month, he found his residency salary wasn't enough to cover the rent.
If he hadn't been short of money to begin with, he would have really wanted to change his career.
The Zerg, it seemed, were in dire need of talent in this area. Thinking of this, Wei'an suddenly felt a bright future ahead. Hehe, he'd just paid off his debts, and although he still had a few hundred million in savings, Wei'an was always prepared for the worst. He needed to maintain his ability to create value and didn't want his life to be static.
He is now married, and the days when he could feed his family and feed himself are gone. He has to take on the responsibility of taking care of his wife.
Wei An, in a good mood, hugged Yitulan and kissed him, then rubbed his face against Yitulan's face, very warmly and intimately.
In the darkness, Yitulan's eyes also flickered with tiny lights. How could there be a male insect like Wei'an? He had seen Wei'an's violent behavior before, and he was still a little bit unbelievable about this.
Insect God, this is the first time you have favored me. He didn't know what was hidden behind fate, but this was the best thing now. He could still return to the Northern Territory.
Wei An felt the female insect in his arms tremble slightly, and patted his back gently, his voice gentle as if he was afraid to disturb a sweet dream: "What's wrong? Is your spiritual sea hurting again?"
Yitulan shook his head, his silver hair brushing against Wei'an's neck, carrying a faint scent of shower gel. He hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke in a low voice.
"Lord, are you really willing to let me return to the Northern Territory?"
This is the second time Ituran has asked this.
Wei An was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"Why wouldn't you want to? That's your battlefield, your place of glory."
He held up Ituran's face and looked carefully into those light blue eyes.
"I will not break your wings, Ituran. You should fly in the sky that belongs to you."
Yitulan's pupils dilated slightly, and his breathing became lighter. Even his father, who loved him the most, only hoped that he would find a gentle male master and live in peace.
But at this moment, his heroic master said that he should fly.
Wei An looked at the tears in the female insect's eyes and his heart softened.
"But when your spiritual sea becomes unstable, you must come back to mediate."
As he said this, he rubbed the tip of his nose against Ituran's affectionately.
Ituran interrupted hastily, his ears red as he expressed his loyalty.
"My Lord...I will definitely come back on time."
Outside, the wind and snow gradually subsided, and moonlight filtered through the gauze curtains, casting a shadow over their intertwined figures. Wei'an pulled the quilt upwards, tucking Yitulan into his arms. The female insect's body stiffened for a moment, then slowly relaxed, like a ship finally finding a harbor.
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