Chapter 132 Chapter 132: Infertility and fertility are both...
In the medical room on the warship, the lights were cold, white, and dazzling, reflecting on the metal walls, giving off an icy luster.
The air was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant, mixed with the smell of blood and a suffocating feeling of oppression.
On the simple operating table, Atalan lay quietly, his body fixed to the table, his limbs hanging limply, his golden hair sticking messily to his forehead, stained with blood and sweat.
Atalan's consciousness was hazy, as if he was struggling in chaos.
His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his golden eyelashes were stained with blood, like butterfly wings stained red with blood, fragile and beautiful.
His lips were pale and cracked, and they were slightly opening and closing, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
Fragmented images flashed through his mind, like torn fragments of memory.
He thought of…Cerie.
The male insect with black hair and black eyes, the male insect that always carries a faint scent of ebony and agarwood.
Atalan's consciousness drifted in and out of consciousness.
In fact, Atalan never thought that Cerie would escort him all the way back to the Rebellion.
This is a completely thankless task. It can even be said that this is a choice full of dangers and unknowns, and the investment is 100% greater than the return.
The pursuit by the Imperial Army, the harsh environment of the desert, and the vigilance within the rebel army are enough to deter female insects, not to mention that Cerie is a noble male insect in the sense of the Empire.
Moreover, Atalan could feel that Cerie's level was definitely not low - since he could be guided in an involuntary way, Cerie's level was definitely above A level.
He should be a high-level male insect living a life of luxury.
How could he step into danger without hesitation?
But Cerie still did it, making the decision immediately without any hesitation.
Atalan remembered that when Cerie made this decision, the male insect still had that familiar smile on his face, relaxed and casual, as if all this was just a piece of cake.
The black-haired, black-eyed male insect smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely send it back to you. No one can touch a hair on your head, okay?"
The words were said so easily and naturally, as if breaking out and returning to the rebel army was an easy task.
But Atalan knew how much danger was hidden behind this.
It's amazing.
It was obviously so difficult, but as soon as Atalan saw the male insect, he felt that it was not that difficult.
There is a power in Cerie, a power that Atalan longs for.
That kind of power does not come from powerful military force or a superior position, but from a calm and unhurried determination and a fearless calmness.
Not because of noble status, not because of special preferential filters, but only because of that pure and innocent soul.
How rare, how precious.
Because of this, Attaran couldn't bear and was unwilling to let Cerie get hurt.
He would rather bear all the pain and danger himself than see the light being swallowed by darkness.
So, when the bullet whizzed towards him, Atalan stood in front of Cerie without hesitation.
At that moment, in an instant, without even any thought, Attaran's body reacted faster than his consciousness.
Because that was the most instinctive choice in his heart.
——Where is Cerie?
——What about the male insect pheromone of ebony agarwood...?
——It hurts... It hurts so much...
—Cerie…I’m in so much pain…
Atalan's consciousness gradually became clear in the pain, but was torn to pieces by the intense pain.
He could clearly feel his abdominal cavity being cut open by the scalpel, and the cold metal touch made him tremble uncontrollably.
The exploded bullet was carefully removed. Every touch felt like a burning fire, and the pain almost devoured him.
“Hmm…”
A low groan escaped from the throat of the semi-conscious Atalan, the sound was hoarse and weak.
His fingers unconsciously clenched the edge of the operating table, his knuckles turning white from the force, but it didn't relieve the pain at all.
Cerie's name kept echoing in his mind, as if it was his only salvation.
The scent of ebony and agarwood lingered in Atalan's memory, like some kind of warm comfort, yet out of reach.
He wanted to grasp that breath, wanted to feel Cerie's presence, but the reality was only endless pain and coldness.
"Hold on, Chief."
A female insect whispered, with a hint of tension and worry in her voice.
He held the surgical instruments in his hands, his movements were quick and precise, but his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.
Atalan did not respond, his consciousness constantly floating in pain and chaos.
“Cerie…”
A barely audible cry of pain was drowned out by the humming of the instrument.
No one heard,
No one cares.
The operation was over quickly, and Atalan's abdomen was wrapped in a snow-white bandage, with faint traces of blood visible under the bandage.
The female insect in charge of medical treatment carefully helped Atalan up, her movements gentle and cautious, for fear of touching his wounds.
Atalan's golden hair spread out slightly as he moved, falling on his shoulders like golden silk, contrasting with his pale face.
Just as the medical female insect helped Atalan up, his eyes accidentally swept across the back of Atalan's neck, and then he stopped in shock.
"ah!"
——The originally ferocious golden iris insect pattern has now become much softer. It is no longer as aggressive and oppressive as before, but instead reveals a hint of calmness and tranquility.
"This is?"
The medical female insect was stunned, and an indescribable shock surged in her heart.
——Leader... have you been seduced by the male insect's pheromones?
This thought flashed through his mind quickly, and then he forced it down.
But, his guess is very likely to be true.
Only the pheromone channeling of male insects can cause such obvious changes in the female insect's patterns.
But how is this possible?
The leader never allows any male insect to approach, let alone accept pheromone guidance!
The leader's indifference and vigilance towards male insects are well known among the rebels. Yes, there are even voices privately discussing that the leader has some deep-rooted aversion to male insects.
The female insect in charge of medical treatment was filled with confusion and shock, but she could only silently help Atalan to the rest bed and cover him with a blanket.
The lights in the medical room were still cold, white, and dazzling, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.
The female insect stood aside, looking at Atalan with complicated eyes, but her heart was already in turmoil.
The female insect took a deep breath, suppressed the shock and confusion in her heart, turned and left the medical room.
His steps were a little heavy.
——I must report this matter to Captain Delshi.
The female insect muttered to herself, and her pace unconsciously quickened a bit.
However, his mind couldn't fully focus on the changes in the insect patterns.
...There is one more important thing.
The bullet that hit the leader's abdomen was not an ordinary bullet, but a special medicine bullet.
This type of bullet will automatically explode after hitting the target, releasing highly corrosive agents that quickly erode flesh and blood.
During the operation just now, he found that Atalan's entire reproductive uterus had been corroded and completely lost its function.
This means that it will be completely impossible for the leader to have children in the future.
This fact was like a huge rock, pressing on his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
In Zerg society, childbirth is regarded as the highest honor and responsibility.
Every female insect has been instilled with this idea since birth:
Reproductive ability is their gift, the meaning of their existence, and their contribution to the continuation of the race.
Fertility is an important criterion for measuring the value of a female insect.
Female insects that can give birth to offspring are considered "useful", while those that cannot give birth are regarded as incomplete and useless, and may even be marginalized.
In the Zerg culture, a female Zerg who cannot reproduce is almost the same as a disabled person.
Their status will plummet, and they may even be deprived of their original power and respect.
Neither bravery on the battlefield nor wisdom and leadership could make up for this shortcoming.
The loss of fertility means that they have lost their most fundamental value and become "outliers" in the ethnic group.
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corridor,
Delshi had been standing at the door waiting until now, with a frown on his face, obviously worried about Atalan's injury.
The female insect walked forward quickly, her voice hurried:
"Captain, I have something important to report."
Delshi turned his head and frowned: "Speak."
The female insect took a deep breath, suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and whispered:
"The leader's injuries... are more serious than we thought."
"That bullet was a special chemical bullet, extremely corrosive. His reproductive uterus... has been completely corroded. He will never be able to have children again."
Delshi's pupils suddenly contracted and the expression on his face froze instantly.
He clenched his fists tightly, and his knuckles made a slight "crackling" sound.
After a moment of silence, he asked coldly, "Who else knows about this?"
"At this point, only I and the medical team involved in the operation know."
The female insect replied in a low voice, with a hint of nervousness in her voice.
Delech nodded:
"Block the news."
"Yes, Captain."
The female insect nodded solemnly, but her heart was still filled with uneasiness and her eyes were evasive.
Delshi's eyes swept over the female insect again, and his voice was low and calm: "Anything else?"
The female insect hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke:
"One more thing... the leader's insect markings have changed. While it doesn't appear to be deeply marked, it clearly appears to have been channeled by the male insect's pheromones."
Male insect? Grooming?
——Could it be that S-rank black-haired male insect?
Delshi's brows furrowed again. He did not respond immediately, but remained silent for a moment. Then he said in a cold voice:
"I see."
"You go back first and continue to take care of the leader. I will handle the other matters."
"If the leader wakes up, let me know immediately."
The female insect nodded, but felt a little relieved in her heart.
At least, Captain Delshi already knows all this, so let the captain handle the rest.
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