Chapter 11: Pure Love Iron Fist for Those Who Disobey

[……

In the following years, I didn't stay in Cat's Eye again.

Higher male insects are rare, and some gossip can be passed back and forth for years. I am really tired of these repetitive social interactions.

Females came and went around my friends, and I always saw something uncomfortable in these sub-females.

I know what that is.

Their expressions, gestures and temperaments are so similar that I always mistake them for Li Tara.

My friends like this female insect very much. It is fit and docile, with a beautiful face, delicate skin and a resistant body.

Sometimes I feel like these hens aren't meant to be.

They are so much stronger than I am, tall and powerful, yet as docile as cats.

But I don't know where the 'shouldn't' be.

After being unexpectedly disgusted by this feeling several times, I began to dislike the presence of Li Tara in my memory.

I thought about erasing my memory of him.

But that seems a bit of an exaggeration.

Whether it was my teachers or my friends, they would have laughed at me if they knew the news and advised me not to damage my brain nerves for such insects, as if such stuff could really leave an indelible impact on Carol Saint's life.

Wouldn't it be better to just kill him?

Anyway, she's a sub-female.

I have had these thoughts myself, so I know what the bugs who love me would decide.

……]

[Hypocrisy, saying you want to erase my memory doesn't mean you want to kill Li Tara]

[Damn! I knew it!]

【A male insect is a male insect.】

[It would have been better to let Jones die on the prison planet, release him and then kill him. This male insect is simply...]

[Lee Tara is so miserable]

[What's worse is that, wasn't the woman named Fate Wynn married to him?]

【well……】

[It's funny. What does the male insect want to do? You guys are right to comment on it. You haven't even seen the male insect's true appearance, right? You are so stupid!]

[I haven't seen it, but I've heard of it, right? 】

[If we calculate, if Li Tara is captured, he should be promoted to Lieutenant General? ...This is terrible, could it be that the prototype of Li Tara is the Star of Croatia?]

This time, the popularity of the live broadcast room did not exceed 100,000.

This is quite normal. The Zerg's interstellar alliance is spread across the starry sky. The time difference of each planet is different. The working party, college students and the military also have different rest schedules. They may not be able to make it to the scene every time.

The Zerg who actually have spending power are busy going to work, training, patrolling the star sea, and performing various tasks.

Compared with the previous two live broadcasts, the third live broadcast had only 40,000 to 30,000 online viewers within 10 minutes of its launch, but the comment section was still bustling.

As 'Fate Wynn' has become famous in a small area, many 30,000 to 40,000 spectators came to see the legendary female soldier who was pursued by the male insect.

When there are too many people, the environment for discussion becomes polluted.

Among the hundreds of billions of insects, not all of them are extremely fanatical about male insects. Less than ten minutes into the live broadcast, as soon as the pixel man typed out a paragraph, many malicious comments were posted.

The insect tribe has an unrestrained environment for speech. As long as one does not insult a male insect by name, there will basically be no warning from the supervisor.

After all, in the general environment, female insects are the majority, but it is still a bit difficult for female insects to break this rule.

Except for the low-level male insects who make movies, the truly high-ranking male insects live above the clouds all year round. Many low- and middle-level female insects have no qualifications, no opportunities, and no channels to inquire about the names of these high-ranking male insects. More than 90% of female insects of level B and below can only come into contact with level C male insects in their lifetime.

The high-level male insects such as BAS and the low-level female insects are only seen in textbooks and in portraits of historical famous insects that were not exhibited until after their death.

In the comments of every live broadcast, there are not only noisy arguments discussing the protagonist of the story, but also many low-level female viewers who lurk silently, rarely posting comments and only sending gifts.

The most common things these low- and middle-level female insects see on a daily basis are male movie stars, which are generally EF. It was only with the help of Teacher Fit that they learned where the higher-level male insects live, their daily habits, and what types of female insects they most often come into contact with. These things are not taught in textbooks when they are in school!

The star network connects everything, but few high-level female insects will share their cross-level dating experiences on the star network. If successful, this experience can be passed down as a family heirloom to future generations. Sharing it is equivalent to increasing competitiveness. Only a fool would do this!

Due to various reasons, a strange phenomenon of clear polarity appeared in Teacher Fate's live broadcast room.

Most of those who kept attacking the anchor, complaining, humiliating, scolding and finding fault with him were mid-level female insects around level B.

The spectators who continuously sent gifts, from 1-credit-point flowers to 10-credit-point daggers and then to 100-credit-point pistols, to form a heavy rain of gifts for Teacher Fate were all ordinary female insects of CDE level.

The high-level female insects who really have power and financial resources are very busy on a daily basis and rarely have time to follow the live broadcast. When huge rewards appeared in the first two times, not only the audience but also the platform thought that it was "Fate Wynn" who happened to happen to celebrate the victory after the war.

It was just because a few days ago a celebrity military female came to the [Knowledge] channel to do a live review, so some rich and high-ranking military females came in to take a look.

Look, in the second live broadcast after the celebration holiday, the popularity was only 40,000.

But it has only been less than 10 minutes since the broadcast started, and there are 40,000 viewers waiting in the live broadcast room, which is already considered a mid-level anchor in the unpopular frequency.

The audience who usually wait in the live broadcast room are divided into two groups.

One group is madly jumping up and down, fighting back desperately just to monopolize the unspoken rule resources of "strategy male insects".

One group quietly lurked, watching the other spectators verbally warring with each other. They were silent, they appreciated, and they watched the monkeys in a civilized manner.

The more fiercely one faction cursed, the more gifts the other faction gave them. Although the gifts were of small value, the scene of thousands of flowers falling like rain was still quite spectacular.

The more they cursed, the more they felt that the other female insects who rewarded this live broadcast were crazy.

Some people who were admiring the show thought that the female insect who insisted on going crazy in the live broadcast room was sick.

The show was great! Teacher Fate went back and forth between black and red, rubbing repeatedly!

But soon, Teacher Fate's pure love iron fist knocked Kuroko silent.

[……

But will killing him really help?

I put him back, but I still think of him every night and see him every day.

Every female insect around my friend, these elites among the elites, has the shadow of Li Tara in every move.

Li Tara is not a specific 'bug'. Killing him does not kill all 'him'.

I began to dislike Lee Tara.

You led me into the maze of happiness, but let go of my hand halfway, leaving me lost in the shadows.

...It's too dark and too cold here.

I'm going to hate you now.]

[……? ]

【etc?】

[He didn’t catch Li Tara? ]

[What do you mean? He was the one who drove Li Tara away! Why are you blaming him?]

[He said he was scared? Am I seeing this correctly?]

[Come and hit me. It was Carol who let go first... Why do I feel a little frustrated when I hear him say that?]

[Yeah, why not catch him and kill him? He is a saint, what is he afraid of! ]

[Damn Carol, what are you afraid of! Don’t be afraid! Be arrogant!!!]

[Hate is useless, go tell your teacher! ! ]

[……

I left Cat's Eye at the age of 23, following all the holy traditions and going out to experience life.

For some reason, I dressed as a female and walked under the clouds.

I keep fit every day, and my height is about the same as that of a female. Sometimes the tail hook is wrapped around my waist, and sometimes it is wrapped around my legs when I wear wide-legged pants. With some useful small instruments, there is basically no possibility of being exposed unless I take the initiative.

…

My teachers loved me very much and always took care of me as if I were a worm that would never grow up.

Even at my age, when my friends have more than ten children, they still treat me like a toddler.

…

I have traveled to many places and seen many things with the help of my identity as a sub-female. Female insects of all shapes and sizes flowed by me like water.

Tall and handsome, beautiful and fit, cold and cheerful, bright and pure; some have low genetic levels and have more or less dominant bestial traits on their faces and bodies.

Such features include overly long pointed ears, dark, uncleanly-washed claws, protruding fangs, eyes with all-black pupils, and more sinister and obvious antennae.

This type of female insect never appears in Cat's Eye.

All the female insects that come before me are complete and beautiful, like pre-made human-shaped dolls.

Before I saw a low-level female insect with abnormal characteristics due to genetic problems, I always thought that all female insects could put away their abnormal animal characteristics and behave like humans when they were normal.

people.

We once had diplomatic relations with an alien civilization but have lost contact with it.

Most male insects are humanoid, except for the hooked tail.

If I had stayed in Cat's Eye, I would never have seen a female insect below level A in my life, and I would not have known that the real backbone of the insect race is level BD.

…

I choose to walk the world as a sub-female, and will not reveal my gender unless it is necessary. Sometimes I don't do well and mess up, and then the guardian hiding beside me will take action to solve the problem.

As long as the guardian takes action, no matter how much I want to stay on this planet, I can no longer stay.

…

I have been to more than 60 high-level habitable planets, 10 medium-level ones, and none of the low-level ones. No matter how much my teacher loves me, he will gently reject me when I say I want to go down.

…

During this trip, I was a 'sub-female' and was able to witness the various strange female insects in the most direct way.

Vulgar, savage, irritable, bloody and dirty seem to be the synonyms of these low-level female insects.

I don't think I like it.

I don't like vulgarity, nor do I like gentleness.

What do I like?

I am confused.

But I wouldn’t ask my teacher this question, my friend.

…

I know what they will say.

The teacher would say: Carol, you don’t need to think about these things, just open your arms and wait for the beauty to come into your arms.

Friends would say: Okay, come to me and I will find you eight or ten slender and strong female insects. If you try them all, you will definitely find one that feels right!

…

You have been away from me for 5 years, but every time I pick up the whip and point it at the female servants who were sent to me, I think of you kneeling silently with the collar around your neck exposed.

The punishment of the prisoner star makes you thinner, but you are still tall and beautiful.

You knelt silently, with your head lowered, revealing the back of your neck, with your neck bones slightly protruding. From where I was standing, I could see your back at a glance, the exoskeleton on your back buried under the skinny flesh.

You are like a dried-up butterfly specimen nailed to a flower stand.

…

I lost the ability to discipline female servants, and I lost the ability to create things I like.

Lee Tara Jones, you've driven me crazy.

…

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Having written this paragraph, Shi Cunjin stopped writing.

His head was swollen and aching, and he was extremely tired after a day of running around. Shi Cunjin took two deep breaths and decided to stop writing today.

Shi Cunjin clicked to block.

The comments section is full of [……]

No one in the audience spoke, and even the heavy rain of gifts stopped. It was quiet and the comment section was weirdly like a graveyard.

The number of real-time online users on the right side of the live broadcast room has been increasing, increasing in segments, as if it was stuck, but there is still no one talking in the comment section.

Shi Cunjin:?

What's going on? Who bought me data fans? Where are the live worms?

Shi Cunjin subconsciously clicked on the background first, but he didn't see the platform send him a warning email?