Chapter 27 You can’t control this bitch’s chest muscles
The surrounding world seemed to be isolated by a layer of illusory water film, and everything became hazy and unreal.
In this vision that seemed to be separated by a veil, the sub-female's shiny long hair that fell to her shoulders and her moist blue eyes were the only bright colors.
In a trance, Artemantis saw that Saint Zachary's eyes were full of emotion. He slowly came closer, and that handsome face was deeply buried in his chest as if attracted by a magnet.
The female's voice was filled with affection: "Thank you, this is the first time in my life that a bug has told me this..."
Too close... Artemanthys' chest felt numb from being hugged, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand, trying to avoid the sub-female's overly enthusiastic contact.
However, what made Chong shudder was that he saw the injured left arm actually raised up and embraced the other person, and his right hand gently rubbed the other person's hair.
Her once smooth, neat, dark blue hair was now tangled and tangled. The sub-female's hair, like seaweed in the deep ocean, intimately entwined and absorbed his fingers. Artemantis's scalp instantly exploded, his instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm rekindled, nearly snapping him out of his trance.
"Ugh..." Gu Zheyue clenched his teeth and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head like a needle.
The small jellyfish's soft tentacles resisted violently, several of them breaking. In an instant, a turbulent turmoil like a tsunami erupted within the mental image.
[Host——] The system cried out in alarm, anxiously spinning in its consciousness, unable to resist persuading: [The mental image was repaired with great difficulty, expending a huge amount of energy. Let's change the target of our strategy. You can't control this female insect!]
"Don't..." Gu Zheyue subconsciously hugged him tighter, as if he would lose something precious if he let go.
His hands and feet were cold, and his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were still smiling: "This level is far from being compared to a headshot...hiss——"
The intense pain caused Gu Zheyue's vision to go black, and a fishy, sweet smell of blood rose in his throat, almost nauseating. He reacted instantly and bit his attacker uncontrollably.
But the female insect's taut skin, like hard armor, pricked his teeth, and Gu Zheyue's eyes welled up with tears of pain. Even the place where he'd bitten with all his might hadn't left a mark. He knew he was in the wrong, but he could only swallow his anger and flatter himself, humbly saying something.
Artemantis, paralyzed, felt only a tingling sensation at his chest, followed by swelling and a sudden, cold sweat. He watched as the sub-female extended her bright red tongue, wetting the small piece of fabric until it was damp. The rarely touched circular smooth muscle and connective tissue underneath gradually became more distinct under this stimulation.
What’s going on… The military girl’s brain became increasingly confused. She wanted to break free from this strange state, but she met Saint Zachary’s eyes as clear as the sea.
His shadow was reflected there brightly, the light shimmering like gold, and the deep vortex contained within it could easily suck the soul of a drowning person...
[Okay, I'll use the little energy I just saved up to activate the Myriad Insects Aura for you in advance... This won't happen again!]
030 You're the best—Gu Zheyue cheered in his heart. He could clearly feel the struggle in his arms gradually weakening. So he struck while the iron was hot, pleading with the female insect in a weak, pitiful, and helpless manner: "Please, let me follow you. I am a soothing sub-female, and I will repay you well..."
Soothing sub-female… Upon hearing this word, Artemanthys’s forehead twitched involuntarily, and a storm of shock suddenly arose in his heart.
It is normal for there to be more females than males in today's insect society. Male insects are delicate and valuable, and countless female insects may not receive the nourishment and comfort of male insects throughout their entire lives. After maturing, they will gradually degenerate, age prematurely, and even die.
Compared with female insects, sub-females have softer limbs and gentler temperaments, making them more likely to win the favor of male insects. Most of them serve as female servants or slaves beside male insects.
Their genetic code dictates that female insects are competitors for reproduction and mate seeking, making harmonious coexistence difficult. Pheromones from the same sex can even be considered a serious provocation, often unintentionally triggering fierce and life-threatening fights.
Sub-females, whose sex hormones are more mediocre and bland, are not so unbearable in comparison. After all, they are numerous, weak, and their status is much lower than that of female insects.
Gradually, a gray industry began to emerge, and soothing sub-females were created as so-called "perfect commodities" under such circumstances.
They were born beautiful, and from the moment they hatched, they were raised according to a specific pattern, trained to be well-behaved and docile. Without exception, these sub-females underwent chemical castration, completely stripping away the pheromones that repel same-sex relationships, turning them into popular living dolls, or even gradually becoming toys for female insects to vent their desires.
The Nest Clearance Bureau once spent a huge amount of energy to eradicate a number of such dens, and cracked down on this abnormal trend with iron-blooded means, but there are still insects who are willing to take risks in order to make huge profits.
The rescued pests may look bright and beautiful on the outside, but because they have suffered so much torture, their minds and bodies are already riddled with scars. They are like zombies who have lost their souls and have almost no way to survive independently.
Thinking of this, Artemantis's expression became somewhat complicated. All the seemingly odd behaviors of this sub-female before her seemed to have been rationally explained at once, but...
"You can follow the team."
"Thank you--" Gu Zheyue's eyes lit up, but he was interrupted just as he was about to say thank you. Artemanthys took a step back without mercy to avoid his intimacy.
“But it will always be under strict surveillance.”
"It's useless to try to please me," the military woman's cold eyes were like a dark green ice lake, sharp and sharp, "Your suspicion has not been completely ruled out. If any abnormality is found, the Nest Cleaning Bureau will interrogate and search you again at any time.
"Can you accept this situation?"
After hearing this, Yaci remained silent and hesitated for a long time. Finally, he pleaded hesitantly, "Can you interrogate me every time? I... I feel a little..."
A flash of sympathy and pity flashed through Artemantis's heart, but he immediately suppressed it. The military woman said coldly, "Okay."
Before he finished speaking, Saint Zachary rushed over again enthusiastically, his sparkling eyes filled with pure joy: "Thank you!"
Bang--!
The one-way glass could not withstand the chest-beating and stamping of the onlookers, and finally shattered loudly.
"Um...sir, do you believe me when I say I'm just passing by?" Bernie, lying on the ground, waved his hands awkwardly, then added, trying to cover up his mistake, "How about...you guys continue?"
Artemanthys finally came to his senses. He pushed away the sticky sub-female in his arms, and then reached out to hug him amid the other's screams, preventing him from falling in embarrassment.
The air seemed to freeze for a second, and then it exploded.
"Wow—ah, sir, I'm here to report! But do you want me to leave first?..."
"Thank you... Then I will..."
"Director, I didn't see anything... No, I, I can explain!"
"Artemantis Hall, shouldn't you explain..."
Looking at the chaotic scene in the interrogation room, Artemantis felt his head hurt even more.
He couldn't help but take a deep breath, quickly sorting out his thoughts while exhaling, and then issued an order in a swift and decisive manner:
"Bernie Byron, prepare to report in 30 seconds—this is Saint Zachary Field, a sub-female of the blue damselfly species. His anomaly requires further investigation, and he seeks our protection. After the report, take him to the logistics department, and you will be responsible for supervision.
"Saint Zachary, you go out now and rest on the right side to adjust your condition. Follow Bernie Byron in three minutes. He is the captain of Team II and will assign you a task.
"Female soldier on duty, send the special envoy to rest. You have five minutes to explain everything in 400 words. Remember to clean up the scene."
"Special Envoy, take care."
As she spoke, Artemantis calmly walked to the interrogation chair and sat down. Although she was in a low position, the aura of the military female who was in control of the overall situation was not diminished at all.
Finally, he clapped his hands lightly and said calmly, "Execute."
The next second, all the insects acted consciously, and no one raised any objections.
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Qingchao Office No. 02 Squadron, Logistics and Medical Department.
The place was filled with wounded people transferred from train GZ673, and the ground was still covered with dried, dark brown stains. From the closed door of the ward, bursts of painful groans could be heard from time to time, and the beeping sound of medical equipment made Chong's heart tighten.
Gu Zheyue, wearing simple medical protective gear, mingled with the wounded, deftly treating them. His sutures were swift, yet delicate and gentle. His superb skills earned him recognition from the medical department in just a few hours.
"I can't believe it..." Bernie Byron, who came to inspect, was amazed. "Amazing, amazing! I didn't expect you to have such a skill?"
"Hmm..." Ya-Fei continued working, explaining vaguely, "I received some training from the family's teacher before."
"Really..." Bernie squinted his eyes and nodded thoughtfully, not knowing whether he believed it or not.
In a sense, Gu Zheyue hadn't lied. First aid was a required course for White Pagoda guides, and this "good boy" had learned it well. It was just that he was also sensitive to red, which meant he was also sensitive to blood, so his skills had been essentially useless for years.
Now in a different world, the blood of the Zerg is mostly colorless, blue-green or light amber yellow, and rarely red. Gu Zheyue has adapted well to this and has the opportunity to show his skills.
Moreover, the medical level here is extremely simple and crude. As long as the largest fracture wound is repaired, the female insect can completely heal itself with its exaggerated repair ability. If it cannot heal, there is basically no hope of recovery.
Therefore, Gu Zheyue's bandaging and suturing skills can be regarded as a dimensionality reduction attack among this group of primitive doctors, and the various wounded greatly satisfied his desire to save and research.
After treating the wound on her hands, the female patient said a few words of comfort in a gentle voice, then ran towards the next medical cabin without stopping for a moment.
At this moment, a sharp and piercing alarm suddenly sounded in the air, and just five seconds later, the alarm stopped abruptly.
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