Chapter 32 Breeding Period
An Lang didn't know if it was because the weather was getting warmer, but he always felt that the atmosphere in the palace was very restless.
And there were also some small changes in him.
That morning, when An Lang was combing his hair, he suddenly felt a pain on his forehead. He reached out and touched something that was not much thicker than a hair, but was definitely not a hair.
He walked towards the mirror and found two long, trembling tentacles on his head.
“!”
What is this! Why is there something growing on my head?
As he was thinking this, he saw two tentacles stand up, and a distant scent came in the air. He carefully distinguished it, and suddenly felt that this faint fragrance smelled very familiar.
It has a bit of the coolness of orchid.
It's the scent that's been seen on the villain lately!
During this period, the villain was always mysterious, leaving early and returning late. When he opened his eyes, he couldn't even see a single person.
When asked, Lan Xiu said he was handling official business.
He thought Lan Xiu had left the palace, but it turned out that the fragrance was still in the palace!
An Lang was a little angry and confused. Why would the villain lie to him? It couldn't be that they were already tired of each other after just starting to date!
Before An Lang could figure it out, Zhong Tao's voice came from outside the door: "Your Highness, freshly baked snacks are here!"
"It's not even noon yet." An Lang said in surprise, and saw Zhong Tao carrying a variety of pastries, followed by several servants.
One of them opened the casserole, and the steaming delicious smell hit him.
There is also a faint smell of medicine.
"Why this soup again?" An Lang was a little surprised. He had been drinking this soup for half a month.
Although it tastes good, no one can stand drinking it every day.
He looked at the worried-looking female with suspicion. It seemed as if Zhong Tao had been given some kind of KPI to gain weight during this period, and he had been feeding him all day long.
"I'm not hungry."
"Your Highness, please eat a little. It's good for your health," Zhong Tao urged. "This snack was made by the new chef. Your Highness will surely like it."
"Zhong Tao, are you hiding something from me?"
"Uh... no, why would Your Highness think so!"
"Then what's with this medicinal smell? Am I sick?"
"How could Your Highness curse himself!" Zhong Tao waved his hands anxiously, "This is for warming and nourishing the body!"
An Lang snorted coldly. Great, one by one they were hiding what they were doing from him and he didn't know what they were doing!
"I need to rest now, everyone go out."
Zhong Tao carefully glanced at An Lang's face, then mustered up the courage to say, "Your Highness, please eat more! I will not harm you!"
An Lang closed the door and opened the window. The servants outside were far away from his bedroom.
This was transferred by Lan Xiu just two days ago.
Although I don’t know why the villain did this, it makes it easier for Anlang to take next action.
He tiptoed out of the window, quietly released the wings hidden in the wing sheaths, and with a light flap, he reached the roof.
Long tentacles rose from his hair, and the faint fragrance brought by the wind pointed him in the direction.
An Lang flew for a long time and found that his bedroom was no longer visible. All the buildings disappeared and were replaced by a large forest.
He had lived here for more than a year and had never known that there was such a place in the palace.
An Lang folded his wings and landed gently on the ground.
The woods were dense and there were no maintained roads, so it was clearly not a place for insects to enjoy themselves.
He continued walking, following the fragrance that sometimes became stronger and sometimes weaker in the air.
As the wind died down, the smell became stronger.
The afternoon temperature gradually rose, as if tinging the cool orchid fragrance with warmth. An Lang reached out and wiped the sweat from his face, his unruly tentacles trembling with joy, as if sipping on the rich aroma.
He stopped in front of a dark cave entrance.
An Lang's heartbeat quickened for the first time in a long time. He keenly sensed a hint of crisis. This magical sixth sense was like a ban engraved in his genes, making his scalp tingle.
The wind underground is exceptionally cool.
Send that hint of orchid fragrance into his lungs.
An Lang hesitated for a moment, then stepped in.
The walkway deep down was paved entirely with huge stones and there was no light at all.
An Lang reached out to hold on to the stone wall and groped his way forward. He inappropriately recalled the fairy tale he had heard as a child, Bluebeard's Bride. Should he have suppressed his curiosity and not opened the door to the basement?
But if he didn't want the bride to open it, why did Bluebeard give her the key?
He seduced and hoped that his bride would discover his sin.
A door blocked the end.
Faint light shone from inside, and a faint fragrance, like spider silk, tightly wrapped around Anlang.
This hint of fragrance is the key that was left behind.
An Lang pushed open the stone door suddenly.
There are several lamps lit in the stone chamber, with intricate twined patterns, and in the middle are the most primitive candles.
The sudden rush of air caused the lights to flicker, and the shadows on the wall kept lengthening and shortening, like lush weeds.
On the wall facing Anlang, there was a man imprisoned on an iron frame with shackles and chains.
The long silver-white hair was stained with sweat and was no longer smooth. It looked like tangled silk threads and ravaged hay.
He lowered his head, and his entire weight was placed on the chains that hung up his hands.
Those are not two chains.
Starting from the wrist, there are several iron chains binding him, some of which are wrapped around the arm and some are embedded in the flesh.
There were several broken chains on the iron frame, and part of the broken bracelet fell in front of An Lang.
Constantly reverting to its original form and constantly recovering.
The cool orchid fragrance is mixed with the sweet fishy taste of blood.
An Lang approached slowly. The unconscious female insect was still extremely alert. Her eyelashes, wet with sweat, moved, and then she opened her pink eyes.
"You're here." Lan Xiu smiled. His tone was very normal. He wasn't panicked, nor was he surprised that An Lang could find this place. "Your Highness is always unexpectedly perceptive."
"Is this what you call official business?" An Lang asked coldly.
Lan Xiu blinked slowly. His forehead was covered with condensed sweat, and his winding hair stuck to his face, which was uncomfortable.
The female insect is silent.
An Lang said no more and reached out to grab the chain on the female insect.
"Your Highness, no need."
Lan Xiu spoke up to stop An Lang's actions.
"The dangerous period has not yet passed." He paused for a moment, "Your Highness, please go back."
"Danger period?" An Lang approached Lan Xiu. The female insect was covered in wounds, especially her arms, which were the most vulnerable parts of the mantis to reversion. "Your pheromones are so strong they're almost floating out of the palace."
Lan Xiu's face turned pale, his pink eyeballs moving mechanically and stiffly. He lowered his head and explained, "I didn't mean to lie to Your Highness."
"Of course you didn't lie to me on purpose. You were just waiting for me to find out." An Lang said calmly, "If I didn't, you would torture yourself every day."
"I feel the long-lost peace and happiness while abusing myself, and then tell myself that I don't love you as much as you think."
"You pushed me away while claiming to be doing this for my own good."
"You want to protect me, but you also want to tear me apart."
"You're afraid of my horrified and disgusted look, but you can't help wanting to eat me."
"You didn't lie to me, you just didn't believe me."
Hearing this, the female insect raised her head with a calm expression, her pink eyes seemed to be soaked with tears, and seemed to be burning with flames.
A desire deeper than appetite was embedded in his eyes.
The surging insect patterns crawled all over his body, from his neck to his cheeks, and from the back of his hands to his fingertips.
His chest heaved violently, and a strong orchid scent emanated from his body, lingering in the small basement, so rich that it almost solidified.
"I don't disbelieve Your Highness!"
"Since you like pain, I can satisfy you." An Lang said as he went to find the torture instruments displayed on the shelf nearby.
whip.
knife.
Make the final decision.
All kinds.
Anlang doesn't like blood.
He thought for a moment, then stood on tiptoe to reach the candle on the wall lamp.
The wall lamp here was probably installed a long time ago. The bottom was rusted and it creaked and broke when Anlang pulled it.
All the candles on it fell down.
"Your Highness!"
The chains made a violent clashing sound, and the firelight was shrouded in darkness. When An Lang opened his eyes, he saw a white figure blocking his way.
The dazzling wings released from the elytra, appearing as pink as roses under the candlelight.
An Lang turned his head and saw that all the chains on the iron frame were broken.
“…”
An Lang pushed Lan Xiu away violently, and the still weak female insect fell to the ground caught off guard.
"These chains can't hold you down at all. It's you who refuses to leave!"
"It's obviously you who didn't want to come to me!"
The boiling emotions only lasted for a moment. An Lang's shoulders slumped and he waved his hand, "Think about it carefully. We'll talk again when you figure it out."
He opened the stone door.
With a loud "bang", a hand passed over his shoulder and pushed up hard.
The arm was torn and had two iron rings embedded in the flesh.
"Don't go!"
The hand passed through his neck and rested on his shoulder.
Lan Xiu hugged An Lang tightly. He was taller than An Lang, but at this moment he bent his back and buried his sweaty cheeks in the male insect's neck.
"I was wrong."
“…”
More and more white lines shot out from Lan Xiu's body.
They spread throughout the stone chamber, blocking the entire exit bit by bit.
An Lang felt a chill down his spine. He wasn't actually that angry. He was just doing it for the villain to see.
Who knew I might have overdosed it.
"that……"
"There's no way out."
They spoke at the same time.
"September, most of the Mantis people are born at this time." Lan Xiu continued.
The temperature rose in September, and it seemed that even the underground stone chamber was scorching hot.
"I tried very, very hard." Lan Xiu's voice trembled, and gradually became tearful. "But Lord Hero... you pushed the door open yourself."
He kissed Anlang's hair devoutly.
"Please have mercy on me."
"Please forgive me."
"Give me pain."
"Give me joy too."
——
"What time is it?"
An Lang was startled by the sound of his own voice.
Zhong Tao heard it and quickly replied: "Your Highness, you are finally awake. You have been sleeping for several days!"
As he spoke, he asked the servant guarding the door to bring the warm casserole. When the lid was opened, the rich and fragrant aroma penetrated Anlang's nose, successfully awakening his already hungry intestines.
"This soup again..."
An Lang drank while checking the terminal. The three-digit date on it successfully made him put down the spoon.
All the memories of the dead returned to his mind and attacked him frantically.
"Fuck! Lan Xiu is not a human being!"
Because he was too excited, An Lang's eyes began to flash with black light again.
Forty hours, why didn't he just kill him!
Zhong Tao, who was standing by, carefully replied, "Lord Mantis is from the Mantis tribe..."
"The breeding period of the mantis species is like this. The female mantis takes too long, and the male must maintain good energy."
An Lang suddenly realized why Zhong Tao had been worried and constantly feeding him some time ago.
He stared at Zhong Tao intently, and Zhong Tao couldn't help but shrink his neck: "This subordinate is all for the good of Your Highness. Your Highness needs to eat more, otherwise how can you have the energy..."
An Lang ran his hands through his hair.
He comforted himself that this was the habit of the mantis tribe and it was not his problem.
He was definitely not the only one who fainted.
Yes! This also happens on Earth, and it must be a strategy used by female mantises to drain the males' stored energy and then eat them while they're exhausted.
It is said that eating a male mantis can increase the fertility of a female mantis by 40%.
It's not his problem. It's not his problem.
"Where's Lan Xiu?" An Lang asked, then thought for a moment and shook his head, "Forget it, don't tell me."
"Leave me alone for a while."
After a while, Zhong Tao did not answer. An Lang raised his head and saw Lan Xiu replacing Zhong Tao, sitting beside the bed with a smile on his face.
An Lang fell on the bed and pulled the quilt up to cover his face.
"If Your Highness doesn't want to see me..."
Then, a pair of cool arms crawled into the bed.
"Then please close your eyes first, Your Highness."
“…”
An Lang was speechless for a long while. He gritted his teeth and said, "You are getting more and more shameless."
"It was His Highness who taught me to become like this."
The white-haired, pink-eyed beauty whispered.
"Please have mercy on me."
An Lang closed his eyes. Why didn't anyone show any pity to him?
An Lang had no idea what Bluebeard's mentality was in giving the key to the bride.
But he was sure that the white-haired man next to him must have been waiting for him in the basement for a long time.
——
When Anlang opened his eyes again, he saw Ome sitting beside his pillow.
It is small in size, gently shaking its two short legs, and its blue square eyes are blinking.
"Executor 0291, you're awake!" its tone was somewhat cheerful. "This world has been deemed safe by the Lord God. Your mission was successful!"
"So my mission is complete! The Lord God gave me ten points, and I can spend half of them to grant you one wish."
"But it can't be too difficult!" It glanced at An Lang's expression, "You can't go back to your original world, because your body is already dead."
"I want to video chat with my family, is that okay?"
"Wait a minute, let me check if that's okay." A lot of data flashed on Ome's square head, and after a moment it nodded, "Okay!"
"Because they are two different worlds, I can't transmit in real time. There may be some lag. I can probably hold on for about 10 minutes."
"That's enough! Thank you!" An Lang reached out and touched Ome's square head. "This is my greatest wish."
An ordinary day on the blue planet.
An's mother's cell phone suddenly vibrated. She looked at the screen and saw the words "An Lang" appearing on it.
The name of her son who died in a car accident a year ago.
Her hands began to tremble violently, but she pressed the answer button with trembling hands.
The phone screen was pitch black, reflecting her tearful face.
"Zizizi—Mom, Mom! Can you hear me? Dad! Dad! Where's my brother? There shouldn't be anyone to answer the phone at this time. I specifically chose 8 o'clock in the evening!"
A face that looks 70% like her son appears in the video.
"Hey, it's connected!" An Lang waved his hands excitedly. "Mom, are you working overtime again? You're the first one to answer!"
"Dad, brother, everyone is here!" He leaned closer to the screen. "Brother, why are you so ugly? My sister-in-law will dislike you later."
"Hello everyone, long time no see. First of all, let me make it clear that this video is not from heaven! It is certainly not from hell!"
"It's me, the European Emperor, who ran into a time-traveling army!" He held up the camera and circled around the palace, even showing them the mecha parked in the training ground. "Isn't it super cool? This world has monsters and mechas!"
An Lang didn't tell his family that the Zerg were not human, so as not to scare them later.
"Hello, can you hear me? Why is no one speaking?"
Mother An finally found her voice. It seemed as if she had used up all her strength to push away the huge rock blocking her throat: "Xiao Lang!"
She reached out and touched the screen of her phone, as if she was stroking her son's face.
"It's really Xiaolang! Anyue Anyue! It's really Xiaolang!" An's mother rushed out of the bedroom holding her cell phone, and saw An's father in the living room also holding his cell phone.
"Are you doing well?" Mother An shed tears and wiped them away quickly, fearing that the tears would blur her vision.
An Lang's Adam's apple rolled, and he grinned: "Of course! This world is pretty cool."
"There's something even cooler than this—" he said as he pulled another person into the camera. "Let me introduce to you all, this is my wife."
A face with white hair, pink eyes, and too handsome to be real appeared on the screen.
He smiled and imitated Anlang's New Christian greetings: "Hello, Dad, Mom, and brother."
"This is..." Mother An hesitated. This face doesn't look like a girl's at all.
"My wife!" An Lang coughed lightly, "Brother, don't look so weird!"
"Maybe, my child will be born before yours!" Thinking about what he had done, An Lang stuttered.
The three people on the other side of the screen all widened their eyes.
Even his brother, who usually had a stern face, lost control of his expression.
In the end, it was An's mother who came back to her senses first: "This... young man, what is your name?"
"Lan Xiu!" An Lang replied.
"Ah, Lan Xiu." An's mother curved her eyes. When she smiled, her eyes were exactly the same as An Lang's. "Hello, Lan Xiu."
"I'll leave Anlang's child in your care."
"It's my duty." Lan Xiu replied, nodding solemnly. "Don't worry."
He quietly exited the camera, leaving the limited time for these four people.
When he came back, he saw An Lang lying on his back with one hand across his eyes.
"You're back?"
When An Lang heard the deliberate footsteps of Lan Xiu, he swallowed hurriedly to hide his tears.
A pair of hands passed through his shoulders and pressed his face against them.
An Lang's tears soaked Lan Xiu's shoulders through his thin clothes.
He had never cried like this before, like a child.
"My mom has lost a lot of weight! And my dad's hair has turned white... I feel like my brother has aged too. He used to be eight years older than me, but now he looks like he's twenty."
He spoke haltingly, choking from time to time.
Lan Xiu was the best listener. He had no parents and could not understand An Lang's feelings for them.
But his heart would be tormented by Anlang's pain.
He felt the same way.
He stroked Anlang's back.
a long time.
"I will always be by your side."
His gentle voice seemed to blend into the night.
The next morning, Ome sent the video to Anlang's personal terminal.
"Thank you." An Lang thanked him sincerely. He knew that traveling between two worlds was not an easy task, and Ome had put a lot of effort into it.
He is not greedy. Anlang's greatest wish is to tell his parents that he is fine and alive in another world so that they have no regrets.
"You're welcome." Ome's eyes looked a little embarrassed. "I just came to say goodbye to you."
"Are you leaving?"
"Yes." Ome scratched his head. "But because something went wrong in this world, causing time and space to shift, and because I didn't understand the extreme sexual dimorphism of the orchid mantis, I almost got you killed."
"In the next world, the Lord God will let a senior guide me."
"Anyway, I'm sorry." It apologized softly.
When it was looking through the source code to make a summary report, it discovered how many times host No. 0291 had brushed shoulders with death.
"You gave me a second life and helped me fulfill my wish. I want to thank you."
An Lang felt a little reluctant. Although this system had only been online a few times during the mission, he was still very grateful to it.
"Goodbye, Executor 0291." Ome paused and said again, "Goodbye, Anlang."
"Goodbye, ome."
Lan Xiu, who was in the study, heard the sound and came over.
"What's wrong?"
"Farewell to my benefactor, it also sent me the video."
"Yesterday's?"
"right!"
Goodbye,ome.
He is also heading towards his new future.
——Because my wedding leave is over.
He is going to class!!!
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