At dawn,

the huge imperial palace was brightly lit. The hurried eunuchs kept shuttling between the palaces, large and small. They were busy preparing for the birthday banquet of His Majesty the Insect Emperor.

The protagonist of tonight's banquet was sitting leisurely in the underground palace of the bedroom. The eunuch outside the bedroom greeted the distinguished guests appointed by His Majesty and said, "You two are here. Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time. Please come in."

He then bent down and stepped back to let them pass.

Sira led Locke step by step into His Majesty the Insect Emperor's bedroom. After the bedroom door slowly closed, he took a glance at the layout of the bedroom, walked straight to a palace pillar, and from the space? He pulled out a ruler from the button, measured the angle, and then turned the relief a few times.

Click, creak.

After a slight sound. A secret passage opened on the snow-white stone wall.

Locke motioned Sheila to stay, and he walked into the passage alone.

"You are here, Prince Oger."

The Insect Emperor was wearing a gorgeous ancient brocade robe, sitting leisurely on the luxurious throne in the center of the magnificent underground palace.

"Nice to meet you, Your Majesty." Locke was wearing a beautiful court dancer's dress, slightly raised his head, and stared at the Insect Emperor on the high throne. His aura was like a rainbow, and it was not damaged at all because of the high or low position he was in.

"Why is your highness dressed like this?" The Insect Emperor frowned. Wrinkles slightly.

Locke seems to have thought of something funny, and chuckles: "This prince danced at the dinner to congratulate His Majesty on his longevity. What does Your Majesty think?"

"Thank you, Prince Lao."

The Insect Emperor stepped down from the throne gracefully, "Did you bring the parasitic elixir that Prince mentioned last time?"

Locke took out a bottle of grass-green solution.

Josephine's breathing suddenly became rapid, and she walked over quickly. She stretched out her hand eagerly, but she grabbed nothing. Some displeasure appeared on his face with ravines all over it: "What do you mean by this?"

The grass-green glass bottle was between Locke's fingers? Spinning, "Your Majesty, please think carefully. The process is very painful. Once the parasitism begins, it cannot be stopped."

"Besides, there is no free lunch in this world."

"Of course I understand. I can agree to your conditions, but it must be after the parasitism is completed." Josephine stared at the glass bottle, fearing that it would accidentally fall to the ground.

"Okay." Knok shrugged and threw the bottle over.

His Majesty the Insect Emperor took the bottle in a panic, and at that moment? His whole heart was in his throat. Fortunately, it didn't break. This? But? His life. He was impatient and couldn't wait to open the lid and pour it down his throat.

Liquid? It tasted cool, like? An ordinary bottle of nutrient solution.

But after a while, Josephine's soft and wrinkled skin began to tighten visibly. The firm muscles seemed to be like steel noose, squeezing the galloping blood, and the decayed and old skin was instantly injected with countless vitality. His soul seemed to break out of the shackles, struggling hard in the increasingly strong skin.

Pain, extreme pain.

But if this is the price of longevity, he is willing to accept it.

The Insect Emperor fell to the ground without any image, covering his heart and laughing crazily.

Locke watched with interest, his red lips slightly curled. In this destruction and decay, new life is lurking. What will it be? A mindless walking corpse is also his advanced experiment - deep space devil insect. He

plays with the descendants of his enemies from past lives. Very interesting.

He turned around, and the hem of his skirt drew a beautiful and cruel arc. He said lightly: "I hope your majesty will keep his promise."

After leaving the secret passage, Xila came forward a little impatiently, "Prince."

He looked the prince up and down with a subtle look. "Did the insect emperor take the longevity medicine?"

"Longevity?" Locke nodded and sneered.

"Only stupid creatures like the Zerg would pursue longevity."

Sheila looked at the prince's dazzling smile with foolish eyes, and then lowered her eyes, "I don't ask for longevity, I just want to be with the one I love forever."

Locke's smile froze slightly, and his deep and gorgeous purple eyes, like drunken wine, glanced at him meaningfully, "Sheila, I hope you remember that this prince hates pursuit the most in his life. Any pursuit will lead to madness."

"And a race leader must remain absolutely sober and rational."

Sheila's eyes dimmed, "Yes, Prince."

"Pasol Star will sooner or later be filled with Oger's footprints."

Dusk fell.

Distinguished guests were invited to the palace gate one after another. Compared with the old aristocratic families, this? This birthday party can be said to be quite low-key. Although there are not many distinguished guests invited, each of them is an important figure on the Insect Star.

He Yi walked out of the aircraft parking lot near the palace. He lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the exquisite diamond brooch on his straight suit, and said softly, "A Zhao, I'm going in."

A few seconds later, the female insect's soft voice came to his eardrum, "My lord, be careful, safety first."

He Yi raised his eyebrows and hummed.

The diamond brooch is actually a micro-monitor, a product of the high-tech insect race. Is it? The military equipment that was just developed in the exclusive laboratory of the Third Corps of the military, has not yet been put into use, and has not been formally patented. Now it is being used by his Ah Zhao for private purposes to monitor the safety of him, the male lord, in real time.

In order to appease the anxious heart of the female insect, under the attack of the pitiful eyes of the female insect, he had to agree to broadcast the entire banquet trip. He was just going out for a while, but he was watched so closely.

He Yi sighed happily: In Ah Zhao's heart, he is a fragile porcelain doll.

He walked towards the palace gate with a smile as gentle as the spring breeze.

When he was about to arrive, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from behind him? "Your Highness, please stay."

He turned around and asked, "Marshal Mori, what can I do for you?"

When their eyes met, they walked to the other side of the palace gate in tacit understanding. After walking to a slightly remote corner, Marshal Mori was silent for a while and then spoke in a deep voice, "Your Highness, be careful."

"Don't trust others easily."

The breathing sound in the micro earplugs seemed to be a little heavier.

He Yi felt sad. There were other insects in the world besides him who could easily arouse the emotions of his female insect.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Thank you for the reminder, Marshal."

Obviously in the eyes of the Marshal, he didn't know what His Majesty the Insect Emperor had done, so he couldn't help but remind him at this critical moment. Ah Zhao once told him that he and the Marshal were like father and son. So now the Marshal probably favored Ah Zhao, right? He loved the whole family?

When he thought of this? The conversation Ah Zhao could hear, he couldn't help but smile and joked: "The other insects you mentioned should not include Ah Zhao, right?"

Marshal Mori avoided the gentle and smiling gaze of the male insect uncomfortably, "Anyway, be careful."

He could only remind him so much. After all, Zhao is the one who has watched his child grow up. Although he sometimes acts a little extreme, he still can't bear to break his child's dream with his own hands. He will even do his best to help his child realize his dream. He

just hopes that after the dust settles, the child will not regret it.

"Zhao is straightforward. If his behavior offends you, please bear with me."

He Yi was stunned. Is this... an order from "father-in-law"?

He nodded solemnly, "I will."

"Your Highness, please go first." Marshal Mori Yuan raised his hand to signal. When this gentle male insect prince in front of him learned about the deliberate deception of the pillow worm, after the thundering anger, will he choose to be decisive or forgive?

He Yi stepped aside and walked back to the heavily guarded gate of the Imperial Palace.

Looking at his back, Marshal Mori Yuan's eyes were empty for a moment. It really looks like this? A familiar back...his, His Highness Bo Er.

As the dinner was approaching, the palace hall was already full, and everyone was talking in a low voice, discussing whether His Majesty the Insect Emperor would just show up and leave as usual.

In fact, at a time when the royal family was in decline, an Insect Emperor with mediocre qualifications and no concern for worldly affairs would indeed live a more relaxed life, and would also make those high-ranking and powerful bosses present feel more at ease.

But they were destined to be disappointed.

When the third sound? When the ancient bell of the imperial family rang, the Insect Emperor Shanshan arrived late.

But no one had the leisure to blame His Majesty the Insect Emperor for coming later today than any previous birthday party, because? They saw His Majesty's youthful face.

This? Is?... Evolved?!

SS!

Another double S!

At this? delicate moment, no one could have expected that this? Insect Emperor's Majesty would actually break through at the last centenary birthday. At a time when the royal bloodline is getting thinner and thinner from generation to generation, and the physical? quality is getting lower and lower from generation to generation, such a variable has appeared.

This? variable caught them off guard. On the eve of the banquet, many guests were planning to meet the double S-level who returned from the deserted planet.

Because? Only the old-fashioned families and members of the royal family know that the royal family has an iron rule passed down from generation to generation - regardless of identity or bloodline, any? Quasi-King Insect Highness who breaks through the double S level can make the Insect Emperor abdicate with the support of more than two noble families. And the King Insect Highness who breaks through 3S can directly ascend to the throne, dissolve the Elders Council, and have overwhelming power.

But everyone knows in their hearts that this? is just? A compromise made after the establishment of the empire in order to appease the nobles and multi-party game. Perhaps it also holds a little expectation of all the insects at that time to reproduce the glorious moment of the insect race.

That's why many nobles hoped to use this banquet to offer an olive branch to the male insect prince from the desolate planet. But who would have thought that the olive branch would be broken in the hand of the Insect Emperor, who usually has a very weak sense of presence, with a tough attitude before it left his palm.

The guests present were all insect spirits. Although their hearts were already surging with shock, their expressions did not change at all. They were still smiling. After a short silence, the silence was broken by

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on your smooth advancement."

"God bless the Empire, God bless Your Majesty."

"Congratulations!"

No matter what they were thinking in their hearts, they all expressed their joy sincerely at this moment.

The Insect Emperor was quite... He was so pleased that he felt proud and satisfied. He had endured humiliation for hundreds of years, and finally the time came for him to realize his ambitions. He walked up to the throne with great excitement, took a cup of fine wine from the palace eunuch, raised his glass and said, "Thank you all, today I will get drunk with you all." After

three rounds of drinking, Josephine smiled, stepped down from the throne and walked towards He Yi.

"Your Excellency He Yi, I haven't had time to thank you yet."

He Yi frowned and was about to say something

when he heard Josephine's cold voice, "Thank you for making me decide to give it a try."

The glass in his hand fell to the ground with a snap, and broken porcelain flew everywhere.