Chapter 30 Who taught you to heal like this? You're a jellyfish who gets bored easily
Inside the medical repair chamber, the naked Artemantis curled up quietly, like an unhatched insect egg embryo.
The female soldier's wildly long hair swayed in the culture medium, resembling a blossoming acacia tree. The charred shells from his burns were falling off in large flakes, revealing the tender new skin beneath. These flesh-pink patches blended with the female insect's vibrant orange markings, creating a striking, inhuman beauty.
So warm...
In a daze, Artemantis uttered a groan that sounded like a dream. The warm liquid in the treatment chamber reminded him of the comfortable time when he was a child in the insect egg.
Hmm, there seems to be something soft wrapped around my body? It's a long strip...
Despite her mind being completely blank, the female soldier's keen intuition dutifully alerted her master. His exposed skin shivered slightly, but this time the sense of danger was so slight that the insect couldn't take it seriously.
It's probably the umbilical cord. What else could be inside the egg...
Artemanthys twitched his eyelids and thought lazily, he didn't want to move even a finger now.
But soon, the details of the tactile nerve feedback gradually made the atmosphere weird.
As the protective, soft membrane of the epidermis was gently sucked away, a faint, yet continuous, nibbling sensation began to spread from her lower abdomen. This strange yet intimate contact, repeated over and over, stimulated the incision on the gestational sac inside, causing it to ache and even swell.
Brain-eating lice——!
Artemantis's scalp almost exploded at the thought. He woke up instantly and used all his strength to sit up suddenly, but the scene he saw made him want to faint again.
A deep blue, furry jellyfish head rested on his abdomen—undoubtedly, it was Saint Zachary.
From beneath the hair of a sub-female sea anemone, a strange, sticky sound could be heard. At the same time, Artemantis felt a warm, soft piece of flesh approach him, a living creature licking his abdomen. It was self-evident what he had just experienced.
"Ahem, what are you doing..." Looking at the slightly restricted scene in front of him, Artemanthys' lips moved and his eyes were dull, and he completely woke up.
"Uh...Al, you're awake!"
Seeing that familiar pair of vivid green eyes, Gu Zheyue's eyes lit up. He took advantage of the situation and pounced forward, kneeling and sitting face to face on the female military officer, without the slightest awareness of his behavior. "I'm healing you."
The female insect's heart skipped a beat, and she felt her body sink. The place where her skin met her body became increasingly hot and red. She tried to struggle free, but her whole body felt sore and weak that she could only shout in a cowardly voice, "Get off—"
"No—don't—" Gu Zheyue shook his head slowly. He stretched out his voice and said with great sadness: "Your injury this time is really too serious, so you haven't fully recovered yet. Al, you must listen to the doctor's advice."
This is true. When Artemantis returned to the main ship, he had multiple fractures all over his body, 80% of his skin was burned with third-degree burns, and there were countless lice eggs in his body.
Aside from the wings, which were desperately regenerating, and her abdomen, which was tightly protecting her tail hook, the rest of the female soldier was practically a charred corpse. In this tragic state, he even prepared to perform a laparotomy on himself, something only a perverted creature like the Zerg could do.
Before he finished speaking, Gu Zheyue's movements became even more brazen. With a serious expression, he placed his arm around Artemantis's neck and, with uncanny naturalness, rested his head on the warm, full chest muscles below. "Don't worry, I'm an expert at soothing and relieving pain! Look, do you feel better now?"
“Yes, no…” Artemantis’s breath shuddered, his throat suddenly tightened. He raised his head and gritted his teeth, “Who taught you to heal like this—”
"My former, um... teacher," the female on him said nonchalantly. He caressed the warm skin for a few times, then restlessly poked the hard flesh under his hand. "Al, please relax a little, it's making me uncomfortable..."
"Saint Zachary Field!" Artemantis was so frightened that his chest was shaking violently. Finally, he could not bear it any longer. He stood up regardless of anything and tore off the increasingly aggressive insect.
The female soldier's body turned red, and he was so ashamed and angry that he said, "I order you to get out!"
"Bang!" A loud noise echoed outside the corridor, and the door was slammed shut.
"Hmm... didn't you just wake up from a serious injury? How can you have so much strength..." Gu Zheyue touched the back of his neck that was pinched red and muttered softly, "I can't hide my illness and avoid seeing a doctor..."
[Are you sure you're just trying to improve your impressions?] The system, which had been silently lurking and not paying attention, couldn't help but pop up. [He obviously doesn't want to pay attention to you anymore...]
"You don't understand, this is called emotional tug-of-war!" Gu Zheyue, who was forcibly expelled by being dragged by the scruff of the neck, felt good about himself. His eyes sparkled, and he asked expectantly, "Quick, quick, quick! 030, help me see if my soulmate index has increased."
[Let me see, Soulmate, Spiritual—0!] Seeing the quest progress regress, the system suddenly crashed. [Ahhhhh, why didn't it increase, it actually decreased!]
"Hmm... The Zerg's thoughts are so hard to guess..." Gu Zheyue pinched the little jellyfish's cap, a look of deep thought on his face. He wasn't at all discouraged. Instead, he blinked his big cornflower eyes, looking even more eager. "So how should we approach Al next... How about we just say we haven't cleaned up the parasitic eggs yet? No, no, what if he tries to clear them out himself again?"
[Host! Gu Zheyue! Saint Zachary Field! Don't try to change the subject—]
030 broke through the defense alone in the consciousness space, and his attention was not diverted by Gu Zheyue at all: [Where is the one-eyed man! I am so big and have one eye! ]
You know, soulmates must always be together for the mission to be recognized. One-Eye is already a dead end, there's no way he's going to change his mind, so the problem must be this guy in front of me!
"It's normal, it's normal." A sudden surge of electrical currents surged through Gu Zheyue's consciousness, leaving his brain numb. As if finally realizing the system had truly crashed, he subconsciously soothed her, "I've already disliked it. Besides, that red ball makes me nauseous if I look at it for too long. Maybe it got digested by the sea wasp..."
"At the time, it was mainly curiosity and a desire to win. Just treat it as a windfall? If it's gone, it's gone... But I promise it won't be this time! Calm down, calm down..."
Hearing this, the system felt a sense of relief, as expected. However, it couldn't help but fiercely condemn it: "You're a jellyfish who loves novelty and hates the old!"
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"Fuck, what a heartless bastard!"
In the central conference room of the Nest Cleaning Agency's headquarters, Special Envoy Nick Miller couldn't help but swear. He stared at the items on the table, his face full of anger and heartache.
On the conference table stood a striking medical jar, within which lay the broken tail hook brought back from the brain-eating louse nest. This half-meter-long black limb, densely covered with mottled bite marks and stains, looked quite shocking.
"God of Insects..." Nick couldn't help but choke up at this scene, tears flickering in his eyes. He said in great sorrow, "Mr. Miller must have been tortured by the non-insects... The Locust Pirates are simply crazy!"
"Where's the hell is this? There's even crazier stuff to come!"
The female soldier beside him added sarcastically, and his heart was filled with anger and sneer.
"Don't you think it's strange—"
Seeing the genuinely sad expression on the correspondent's face, Bernie Byron patiently suppressed the sarcasm that was on the tip of his tongue and said with a forced smile:
"The brain-eating lice were discovered by the Nest Cleanup Agency first. Speaking of which, how could a ragtag band of space pirates in the Locust Plague area have taken advantage of the situation and tampered with it beforehand? Even if they had the guts, I don't think they have the strength to do it."
"What do you mean?" Nick lost his composure instantly after hearing this. He glared at her, "Could it be possible that you ran over there on your own? Besides, how could the Miller family harm their own male insects!"
"I didn't say that, Commissioner, please don't get excited." Bernie raised his eyebrows, spread his hands, and made a gesture of begging for mercy, but his words became more and more merciless:
"I just think your Miller family's message was a little too timely. Wasn't there any movement for over half a month? How come you found it as soon as the Nest Clearance Bureau went out on a mission?"
"You--!" Nick understood everything after hearing this. He was so angry that his face turned red and his whole body was shaking, but he couldn't say a word.
"Alright, quiet down." Artemantis, who was at the top, raised his hand to interrupt the impending argument. He scanned the female insects in the conference room with his gorgeous green eyes, then calmly stated:
"Let's get straight to the point. I'm sure you can all clearly see that from the time Damien Miller left on his own until we first spotted him yesterday, everything that happened during this period was fraught with doubt..."
From the moment Artemantis uttered the first word, the direction and dominance of the entire topic fell into his hands. The originally tense atmosphere and the pheromone provocations that were increasing and decreasing began to slowly fade from the minds of the female soldiers.
As the topic got deeper and deeper, the air gradually became quieter, and every insect stared intently at Director Hall who was speaking so eloquently.
The female mantis soldier was sturdy and sharp-eyed, showing no sign of fatigue from having just escaped death. He was like the anchor of the Nest Cleaning Bureau; as long as he was there, the nest clearers would never lose their way.
"We have all gathered together to maintain the stability of the hive and our species..." Artemantis paused, his gaze fixed on Nick Miller.
"Military female Nick, here, your role is not only a member of the Miller family, but also a special commissioner of the Hive who has been given the supervisory function.
"Today, as an ordinary female soldier from the Nest Clearing Agency, I'm requesting your assistance in the investigation. Something is definitely wrong with the insect nest, and some insects want me dead."
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