Chapter 3

Yael looked down and saw a scarred hand.

The hand, with distinct joints and bloody fingertips, hooked the hem of his down jacket, instantly leaving a dirty mark on the white clothes.

【Bang.】

My heart bumped gently in my chest, and there was a moment of pain and numbness.

The female insect did not look up at him, nor did she call for help. She just lay there breathing weakly as before, as if pulling him was just an unconscious action.

The force was so light that Yael didn't have to put any effort into breaking free. He didn't even have to move, the finger slipped off naturally.

But strangely, he was pulled to a stop.

He suddenly didn't want to leave like this.

"What are you looking at? Go away and stop meddling in other people's business!"

The female insect that attacked seemed to be irritated. She swore in a rough voice, took a step forward, and was about to beat up Yael as well.

At this time, a tall female insect walked out from the shadows, raised her hand to stop her impulsive subordinates, raised her eyelids, and said, "I advise you to think twice and don't join in the fun."

It was obvious that the female insect in front of him was the leader of the atrocities organization. She had a stern expression and looked like a soldier retired from the battlefield, exuding a fierce aura.

"Excuse me, can I talk to him for a moment?"

Yael took a step forward and walked under the street light, revealing his blurry face in the darkness, and spoke in a faint but unquestionable voice.

The leader looked Yael up and down, staring at his face for a while, his eyes suddenly turned suspicious, "...male insect?"

He can just kick away female insects who want to meddle in other people's business, but it's different with male insects, who are delicate and nosy. If they get bumped into anything, the conservation association will knock on your door the next day, which is very troublesome.

The female insect's expression kept changing. Yael had already squatted down, grasped the wrist that was so thin that only bones were left, and shook it in an attempt to wake up the female insect who had fainted on the ground.

But the cold touch in his hand frightened him. The female insect on the ground had a dazed look on its face, and its scattered eyes looked through his face toward the sky. It looked like the situation was very bad.

"you……"

Jerka was stunned. Actually, he hadn't thought of what to say, and even his decision to stay was just a spur of the moment decision.

Although it was just a momentary impulse, that thought occupied his entire mind and could not be driven away no matter what.

That is, he wants to take the female insect away.

"Do you still want to live?"

The female insect's glass-like eyes moved slightly, and her cracked lips opened slightly, but she said nothing. However, it was as if the breath that had been held in her chest suddenly relaxed, and she choked very slightly.

That is to want to live.

Yael glanced at the female insect, answered for him without authorization in a state of violent shock, and decided to pay for his impulse.

He stood up and took out his laptop, preparing to scan the code to pay. "How much is this female insect? I'll buy it."

Unexpectedly, Yael actually intended to pick up trash. The leader raised his eyebrows in surprise, but still waved his hand.

"No, no, we won't sell it. The order from above is to kill him. It would be difficult to report it if we sell it."

"The exchange is in the back. It would be great if you could go in and pick a nice and pretty girl. Why do you have to pick up trash from the trash can?"

"No one else knows about this anyway, so who would care about a dying female slave?"

Yael said coldly, without giving in, "You can keep the money from the sale for yourself, and you don't have to hand it over to the exchange."

"No." The female insect refused bluntly, her eyes gradually becoming sinister, "You are a male insect and I can't hurt you, but it is still easy to kill this female slave. Go ahead."

The last word was said to the subordinate next to him.

Yael looked a little gloomy, and subconsciously took a step forward to block the female insect, and said softly, "Intentionally harming the male insect is a serious crime, you should think carefully."

"Tsk, be gentle! Don't bump into the male insect, and then just kick the female slave's neck and break it."

Even in his previous life, Yer had rarely encountered such a thing. Facing the bloody pressure and terror, he pursed his lips and took a deep breath to calm the beating of his chest.

"Sir, stop being willful and get out of the way."

……three.

"Don't shout, just go straight ahead, go around from the back!"

……two.

"Wait, what's that sound?!"

A faint buzzing sounded above his head, and Yael's expression relaxed as he murmured silently -

one.

A blinding red light suddenly exploded, and he and the female insect opposite him, whose expression suddenly changed, looked up, and in front of their noses was a pitch-black muzzle.

"Warning - warning - if you discover any attempt to harm a male insect, activate level one punishment mode!"

In just one breath, the machine holding the gun had fully accumulated energy and fired accurately at several female insects, easily blasting through the wall behind it with enormous power.

"Fuck! Why is the City Machine here? Run!"

The female insect leader gritted her teeth, spread her wings first, flew into the sky, and sped away into the distance.

The remaining female insects followed suit. The round-headed, round-brained machine split into several sub-machines on the spot, rapidly chasing in different directions. In just a few seconds, the alley in front of them became quiet.

Yael took his hand out of the pocket of his down jacket, and the red dot on the computer on his wrist flashed.

He quickly closed the alarm page and checked the condition of the female insect at his feet.

It was not obvious at a quick glance, but the female insect was actually wearing a black collar around its neck with a thick iron chain welded on it, which was being stepped on in the dirty blood mud.

Those guys just treated him like a lowly animal and tortured him.

Yael took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart.

He intended to remove the restraints, but soon he smelled a strong smell of blood. In the weather that was enough to freeze the olfactory mucosa, the smell slowly impacted the nasal mucosa like a gurgling warm stream.

Yael then discovered that the female insect's legs were twisted in an extremely unnatural manner, as if they were broken and bent. The bruises on her knees had almost turned black, and blood was oozing from her waist, abdomen, and legs.

...Damn it. If I continue to stay here, my limbs will definitely be necrotized, and it will be troublesome to amputate them.

He woke up his computer, called the emergency number of the nearest hospital, and sent the location. Then he suddenly remembered that ambulances would not enter the gray area, so they couldn't wait here.

"We still have to get out of this road."

Yael looked around. In this chaotic black market alley, there might be something like a cart.

But every time when you urgently need something, that thing is gone, but when you don’t need it, it is everywhere.

He rummaged around for a while, but when he felt the female insect's body temperature was getting lower and lower, he gave up decisively. After thinking for a while, he took off his down jacket, leaving only the thin sweater underneath.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Yael shivered violently, his whole body stiffened.

…It’s so cold.

He wrapped the warm down jacket around the female insect, and after trying to zip it up without success, he tied the sleeves together to barely cover the female insect's body.

Then he squatted down, pulled the female insect onto his back, and tried to stand up with great difficulty.

But as if burned by the warmth, or as if the injured part was pressed, the unconscious female insect suddenly convulsed.

Yael, who had just stood firm, staggered a few times and almost dropped the female insect back to the ground.

“…Don’t move!”

He gritted his teeth subconsciously, not knowing whether the female insect heard him or not, but at least she stopped moving.

The body on his back was as cold as ice, pressing heavily on his shoulders. He lifted the female insect up with difficulty and walked towards the black market exit.

…

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the swirling white flakes landed silently under the dim light.

Light layers of snow piled up on Yael's head, and the rest piled up on the female insect's back.

Their shadows merged into one under the streetlights, and from a distance they looked like a bloated snowman staggering alone.

The female insect on Yerby's back was shorter and thinner. When he walked with the female insect's knees supported, his slender legs would slide down from time to time, making a lot of noise.

"call……"

White mist escaped from between the lips and teeth, trapped in the plush scarf, emitting a damp and hot breath.

Yael lifted up the body that had slipped off his back. His arms ached and he even sweated in the cold winter.

The female insect on the back had a very weak breath, and its drooping arms swayed slightly with every step. Fresh blood flowed down and finally condensed at the fingertips, dripping all the way.

"…Please don't die."

There was a hot flash on my back, and the blood had completely soaked through my down jacket and sweater.

Yael's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he murmured in a low voice, "You have persisted for so long, please be patient for a while."

He bit the tip of his tongue, forced himself out of his chaotic thoughts, held his breath, quickened his pace, and walked towards the entrance of the alley.

“Beep——”

The sharp sirens of an ambulance were heard in the distance, breaking the silence at the intersection, and it approached this side in a very short time.

Yael felt relieved and ran out of the street in a few quick steps, just in time to meet the doctor who had jumped off the scooter.

"Sir, did you call the ambulance?"

"Come on, put him on the stretcher, be careful of the wound..."

The door of the ambulance slammed shut, and it flew into the air with enough energy and merged into the suspension track.

There were two experienced doctors on board, who completed first aid in the shortest possible time. There was no time to wipe off the thick blood stains on the female insect's face, and she was already wearing an oxygen mask and various machines.

Yael sat aside and calmed his rapid breathing, his eyes fixed on the female insect's face, until the situation was initially stabilized and his tense shoulders relaxed.

He pressed his brows and leaned back in his chair somewhat tiredly.

The female assistant in the corner raised her head from the electronic screen and quietly observed Yael's profile, feeling a little surprised.

Is this the legendary male insect?

Although I have heard of it before, this is the first time I have been so close to it.

The male insect in front of him was incredibly handsome, with his eyes closed tiredly and his brows furrowed.

Half of his body was covered in blood, with the extreme red and pale colors clashing violently. Just sitting there, he had a breathtaking beauty.

The female suppressed the sudden and chaotic pounding in her chest and was completely unable to take her eyes away.

When the hospital received the male insect's distress signal, a small chaos broke out. The director urgently sent two senior doctors to fly over in a hurry, fearing that a step slower would cause irreversible consequences.

But... the sub-female caught a glimpse of the female insect on the stretcher and curled her lips.

It turned out to be to treat a dying female slave?

He muttered to himself, "What a waste of medical resources."

However, the next second, a chill struck the back of his neck, he shivered violently, and suddenly met a pair of dark eyes.

Yael looked at him expressionlessly, with a chill in his eyes. "What are you looking at? You left your post at a critical moment. Where is your professionalism?"

The questioning tone made Yamden feel aggrieved. She gritted her teeth and turned her gaze back to the screen, feeling a little indignant: He's just a D-class male insect. Why is he so high and mighty?

Those rumors must be false! Where is the gentleness and beauty? Who are you trying to scare to death with your cold face?!

The female doctor who was treating the patient noticed the delicate atmosphere, frowned, and warned, "Focus, Noni."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Yael and said in a softer tone, "Don't worry, sir. Your call for help was very timely. The situation has been initially stabilized."

"Female insects have a strong ability to recover, and it is difficult for them to die after being rescued."

Yael withdrew his gaze and looked at the female insect with its eyes tightly closed on the stretcher. His expression finally relaxed.

"That's good."

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ps A private setting:

The general's information, including his age and appearance, is kept secret. He is a symbol of the empire's glory and has never appeared in the mass media. His photos are also blocked by the AI ​​and will not be circulated, so not many people know his specific appearance.