Chapter 138: Saving the Country in a Roundabout Way
"I wore the shackles of my own free will."
Samuel said softly in Ernest's shocked eyes.
For Samuel, these shackles are both chains and a form of protection.
When he was almost crazy with hunger, it was these shackles that tightly restricted his movements.
It also prevented him from attacking other bees due to his uncontrolled desires.
Samuel couldn't imagine how he would feel if he woke up from a disemboweled corpse.
Without the handcuffs, he might have collapsed long ago.
In his previous life, these shackles were never removed from his wrists until his death.
Because the 'prophet' and the temple did not want Samuel to die.
There are three ways to turn a worker bee into a female bee.
One is to take enough Jiudiequan water. Samuel guessed that this was also the Queen's original idea.
The second is that powerful drones can bless the worker bees, but apart from him and the 'prophet', only a few high priests can do this.
The third method is the most common one nowadays. The high priests of the temple will mix their pheromones into the diluted water of Jiudiquan, which will then be blessed by other priests.
In this way, the worker bees that transform into female bees have a natural power bias, their connection with the temple is inseparable, and the high priests can also check and balance each other.
But the appearance of Samuel broke this situation.
He awakened the waters of the Jiudiquan Spring, thus weakening the temple's function.
If the temple does not control Samuel in time, the temple will soon be replaced by a 'king' who has not appeared in many years.
But they also didn't want Samuel to die.
If the water of Jiudiequan dries up completely, the drones will also be affected because their spiritual power also needs the nourishment of Jiudiequan.
So the best solution is to let Samuel live in infamy and misery.
——As long as he is alive, the Jiudie Spring will not dry up.
——But he couldn't live too well, because the status of the temple would be affected.
But no one expected that Samuel would be so decisive.
He would rather watch himself die of exhaustion than eat another bite of flesh and blood.
"However, although wearing handcuffs is voluntary, you cannot take them off voluntarily."
Samuel explained, his voice flat as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
"So I had to call him over."
Of course the 'prophet' would not take the initiative to remove his shackles. What Samuel had to do was to make the 'prophet' give up on him completely.
The more contradictory, weak, and irresponsible he behaves, the more disappointed the 'prophet' will be.
Because the Jiudi Spring had dried up, Samuel's character could no longer be awakened. There were only two outcomes waiting for Samuel: death from extreme hunger or going insane from the recurring guilt.
In this case, it would be better to "make use of the waste" and squeeze out the last bit of its value.
The 'Prophet' is a male insect who is decisive and murderous.
If he gave up Samuel, he would leave no one alive.
However, killing the 'king' who had not appeared in the bee tribe for hundreds of years would easily give the temple a handle.
The temple is not a one-man show. Among the bee tribe, there are still a considerable number of people who look forward to the arrival of the "king".
So the 'prophet' chose a path of self-destruction for Samuel.
He unshackles Samuel and asks him to bless the worker bees.
To make someone fall hard, you must first lift him up to the sky.
The 'prophet' knew best that Samuel was a soft-hearted male insect. He couldn't bear to hurt even an uncivilized worker bee, so how could he be willing to devour the people he blessed?
The more connections you make, the more feelings you develop, and the more painful it will be afterwards.
If Samuel loses control once, not only will the rest of the bee tribe completely lose trust in him, but he will also completely collapse.
The kindness in his heart, the teachings he has received, and the feelings he values will conflict violently with his instincts as a wasp.
The temple doesn't need to do anything, the 'prophet' doesn't need to do anything, Samuel will definitely end it himself.
——He was once a piece of crystal that was clear enough but also very fragile.
But what the 'prophet' didn't know was that Samuel had already died once.
The future described by the system called ome has proved that Samuel's previous choice was wrong.
Unprincipled concession and tolerance are not kindness, but weakness.
Samuel lowered his golden eyes.
"After all, he raised me as a member of the bee tribe, so of course I am the only one who looks most like him."
Whether it is cunning or cruel.
He learned it all.
Samuel laughed at himself.
The male insect priest who raised Samuel knew him very well, and likewise, Samuel knew this 'prophet' very well.
Samuel knew exactly what was going on in the 'prophet's' mind.
He took advantage of this and successfully unlocked the shackles and gained the right to bless the worker bees.
He would seize this opening—
Overturn the entire temple.
He and the 'Prophet' finally came to this point.
"I didn't tell you before because I was worried I couldn't act it out." Samuel lowered his eyes, "But actually, you don't have to act."
That hunger was not acted, and Ernest's behavior was within his expectations.
"I'm sorry for causing you to suffer as well."
"His Majesty……"
Ernest stared blankly at the male insect with its eyes lowered in front of him, feeling as if his internal organs were being tightly grasped by a hand.
No one knows better than Ernest how pure and kind his Majesty's heart is.
He was unwilling to harm any of the bee tribe and would rather starve himself to the point of being emaciated.
What kind of suffering did His Majesty suffer, and how much determination did he have to make him suddenly change his mind?
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"Ernest."
Samuel turned to the tall female in front of him.
"You are already my dependent."
"I have a task that I need to assign to you."
"Your Majesty, please speak."
Ernest prostrated himself and said piously.
"You swear you'll do it." Samuel's voice was gentle.
"……yes."
Ernest felt a vague sense of fear. He trembled and felt a chill down his spine, but he did not dare to refute.
"If I lose control, kill me."
The male insect's voice was flat and calm.
"His Majesty!!!"
Ernest looked up in disbelief, his brown eyes filled with fear.
He could not imagine that his majesty had given him such a cruel order.
Samuel laughed and reached out to rub Ernest's thick tentacles, as if comforting a frightened puppy.
The two tentacles were trembling because of their owner's intense emotions, but they were still furry and very cute.
"Relax a little, Ernest."
"Do you think I'm stupid?"
"Of course not!" Ernest denied tremblingly.
"Isn't it all right if I just suck the blood of the female bees and don't kill them? There are so many female bees in the bee colony. Even if all the female bees are used up, there are still countless worker bees. Why should I endure it?"
Samuel spoke softly, the golden ring in his pupils illuminating his eyes while also trapping him.
His voice was filled with self-mockery. "I am a noble male insect. My spiritual power is immense and vast. I can transform more worker bees into female bees, and even make the dried-up Jiudi Spring flow again."
"But Ernest, life is not calculated like that."
"The sins I bear will not be offset by my merits."
Samuel's voice grew soft and faint.
"Today I only need to suck blood, tomorrow I will eat his arm, and after that, I will gnaw faster than the female bee can repair herself."
"I will kill him."
"If one isn't enough, have another."
"First, the low-level female bees, then the high-level ones. When there are not enough female bees, I will bless the worker bees. I have this power, and they will all become my food."
"My favorite is still the drones. Their spiritual power is the most delicious."
"You think I won't do that?"
Samuel raised the corners of his mouth.
"Yes, I can endure it for one or two days, one or two years."
"But the golden ring hornet can live a very long time after eating flesh and blood."
"Will I still be like this after hundreds of years?"
"Desires grow over time, but once they are satisfied, new desires will arise."
"Food, strength, power, and immortality."
"Desire is always endless."
The final fate of those who stare into the abyss is either to fall to the bottom or to become the abyss.
"I am not the 'king' of the bee tribe."
"I am the disaster."
Samuel never really hated the Prophet. He knew that the Prophet's predictions were true.
——Because he had seen the same scene before.
The queen of the bee tribe is omniscient and omnipotent.
Although the male insects of the offspring are not as good as the queen, there are always some with outstanding talents who can communicate with gods and predict the future.
Such male insects are called 'prophet'.
They can help the bee tribe avoid disasters and find the right path.
Samuel had witnessed such a scene when he was first imprisoned in the dungeon in disguise.
'He' sat on the empty holy altar, and the water of the Jiudi Spring was dyed blood red.
Because he had been eating bees for many years, his fingertips always had a lingering taste of blood.
The temple has fallen.
All his subjects feared him, but had to rely on him.
The king's "blessing" has become the most terrifying death warrant, which means that these worker bees have been added to the king's "food list".
At that time, Samuel thought everything he saw was just a nightmare until he knew that he was a descendant of the golden-ringed hornet.
He then realized that it was a "prophecy".
"Now, my shackles have been removed." Samuel looked at Ernest, "but I still need a guarantee."
"To keep me from giving in completely to lust."
"Ernest, I'm really hungry," Samuel whispered, "if that day ever comes."
"You are the last line of defense."
He sighed and placed his cold fingers on Ernest's hot skin with pity.
"I don't want to hand you such a heavy future, little dog."
Samuel laughed again.
"But you're the only one I can trust."
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Your Majesty is asleep.
Ernest dared not move.
The female insect's body recovered extremely quickly, not to mention the help of His Majesty's pheromones. The wound on his right shoulder had begun to heal.
The rapid muscle growth brought a slight itchy pain, but what concerned him more was the frown on His Majesty's brows even in his dream.
"Executor, you drank milk—"
In a place where Ernest couldn't see, a square-headed guy suddenly appeared out of nowhere. While shouting, it noticed the lingering smell of blood in the air.
"!" A huge exclamation mark appeared on Ome's screen. It quickly moved closer to Ernest's shoulder and found that there were indeed traces of torn flesh there.
"Didn't I tell you that you can drink milk?! Why don't you believe me? Another stubborn guy!" Ome was so angry that he wanted to pull the executor's hair, but he couldn't bear it when he saw his tired sleeping face.
The hornets in this world are almost extinct, and Samuel is the bloodline of the golden-ringed hornet that has reappeared after a long time.
So the entire hive didn't know how to feed a wasp with a ferocious nature, which led to Samuel living in seclusion since childhood.
Ome sighed and shifted his gaze to Ernest.
No, on the chest.
It doesn't know what the specific operations are, and it really can't come into contact with other Zergs except the Executor.
But...
It lets Ernest discover the "How Wasps Feed" on his own and doesn't bother with anything else, right?
This is not a violation, it's knowing how to adapt!
Ome made up his mind. He squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then spent 0.5 points to change his voice to an ethereal female voice.
【Ernest.】
The female voice echoed in the empty bedroom, and Ernest raised his head instantly.
His brown eyes turned into vertical pupils, and then he held the sleeping Samuel in his arms with one hand. At the same time, a silver spear appeared in his hand.
Wasps can be fed on the female wasp's milk.
Ome pretended not to see the vigilant female bee. It was actually right in front of Ernest, but it was impossible for a non-executor to see it.
It had selected the voice that was closest to the Queen of the Bee Tribe, but it was not sure whether Ernest would buy it.
In order to make the female bee believe his subsequent words, Ome spent another 0.5 points to buy an additional light source.
Then, bright spots of light began to flash in the emerald green water of Jiudiequan.
Ernest's eyes fell on Jiudie Spring.
This is……
The Queen appears?!
He looked at His Majesty who was sleeping in his arms. Even though those captivating golden eyes were closed, His Majesty's face was still as beautiful as if it were created by God.
Ernest had heard other female bees say that His Majesty was the most talented male of this generation.
So it is only natural that the Queen favors Your Majesty...
Ernest knelt on one knee.
Ome nodded with satisfaction, then flipped through the text version of "How Wasps Feed" (the video version was too difficult to open), and was surprised to find that many of the words had been replaced by "口口" (口口), and there were also many blurred diagrams.
Most female bees still retain the ability to feed male bees. Continuously stimulating the vagina with pheromones, sucking the vagina, or kneading the vagina are all effective.
Although Ome was a little hesitant, he insisted on reading the whole sentence and skipped the parts that were harmonized.
[Ernest, this is the only way to save him...]
After Ome finished speaking, he nervously observed Ernest's expression.
It was worried that these words would affect the effect, so it made up its mind and spent another 0.5 points to turn the text version of "How to Feed Wasps" into a physical book and threw it in front of Ernest.
"Oh, I don't know if you can see it?" Ome was so anxious that he was circling around. "You, you must be an adult... You've grown so big!"
Ernest saw a book appear out of thin air above the altar.
He scanned the surroundings again to confirm that there were no other living creatures.
So it really is the Queen showing up.
He picked up the book reverently.
It is called a book, but in fact it only has a few pages.
Ernest opened the book and was stunned by its contents at first sight.
This posture... How can I...
This, this!
This is really an insult to Your Majesty!
Ernest's whole body stiffened, and he subconsciously looked at His Majesty in his arms.
Your Majesty has fallen into a deep sleep due to the use of mental power.
The frown between his brows had relaxed slightly, and his plump lips looked even more delicate because of the red color that had finally filled up their owner's lips.
That lip bead!
Ernest's brown pupils narrowed, and he turned his face away as if burned.
But for the sake of His Majesty's health, Ernest endured the shame and read all the contents.
The moment he closed the book, it disappeared from his hands again just as it had come.
This time, Ernest completely believed in the existence of the Queen.
He bowed solemnly in the direction of Jiudiequan.
Ome somewhat awkwardly destroyed the text version of the book. He had erased all traces, so the system probably wouldn't judge him as violating the rules...
It looked again at Ernest who subconsciously placed his hand on its chest.
Judging from the expression of the female bee, he should be watching the uncensored version, so he should understand it.
Everything today must be kept secret until it is completed, including from Samuel.
He's a stubborn kid. You understand, Ernest?
Ome instructed again.
One reason is that it was afraid that this matter would be leaked and discovered by the world's will. The other reason is that it felt that Samuel was a stubborn person. No matter whether he did not believe in this method or was forced to not do it for the sake of face, as long as Ernest had it...
He would have to drink it.
It’s better to drink milk than blood!
"Yes, Queen."
Ernest bowed again.
Ome breathed a sigh of relief and quietly disappeared into the bedroom.
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