Chapter 10: This dependency is so...adorable!
Of course it will tremble violently; that's the female insect's most sensitive and vulnerable spot, but also its most resilient and powerful weapon.
They are exceptionally sharp, and even with their extremely beautiful appearance, they cannot hide the fact that they are absolute killing machines. Female insects rely on them for combat and also need to expend a great deal of energy to maintain them.
The damage to the wings will be fed back to the female insect more intensely, and almost no female insect would be willing to show such a thing to the male insect.
But in reality, male insects have no choice but to look at their wings, especially lowly female insects, who will not say anything even if their wings are plucked.
Sersia slowly lowered his eyes, enduring the sensitive touch on his back, and somewhat embarrassedly shrank into the human's arms in front of him. The butterfly wings on his back trembled and swayed very gently, as if making himself very soft and obediently offering himself to Hillan's palm.
Sersia low,
"No wonder my husband doesn't know many things."
From their personalities to their ways of dealing with the world, the people in front of me are clearly distinguishable.
Sersia felt he was lucky, yet not so lucky. This warmth was enough for him to crave, and it made him want to do everything he could to stay. The differences between the races were so vast that even if the relationship started beautifully, it could still collapse.
Sersia knew perfectly well that the Zerg had no concept of chastity, no idea of possessiveness, but he did.
Sersia has it.
He couldn't easily give up because of these differences and different ideas, and even if he didn't get it, Sersia didn't want another insect to get it.
Sersia wanted to possess him exclusively, to hold onto this very, very good human being in front of her tightly. Hillan was good, and Sersia had no chance to be jealous or possessive.
Thinking of this, Sersia's wings trembled again, shaking off some frosty scales.
Hillland's ears burned with excitement. He reached out and patted Sersia's head. "Can the baby tell me about it?"
Sersia's head felt like soft silk, so pleasant to touch that one couldn't bear to let it go. Hillland's heart softened instantly. He hugged his wife and rubbed his nose against Sersia's cheek. The touch was slightly cool, but it quickly warmed up.
Sersia was treated like some kind of soft little animal, and he suppressed the blush on his face and behaved himself.
"This world is simply divided into military females, sub-females, and male insects. Sub-females are not fully developed, so they are small in size and much more beautiful than ordinary military females. However, sub-females are born with genetic defects, have short lifespans, and can only give birth to sub-females. Therefore, they have a very low status and can only become female servants or female slaves."
Hillland continued to stroke Sersia's head, listening to her recount more details, "The female soldiers have extremely strong physical and mental development. With such a naturally weapon-like body, we are more prone to collapse."
Sersia's voice was very calm.
"Behind the mental riots is the curse of the Insect God on us. Female insects suffer from countless unavoidable aftereffects from birth."
They become more dependent on being repaired. Mental turmoil, if left unchecked, is a ticking time bomb. Coupled with the ingrained reproductive instinct, the life cycle of a female insect can be simply summarized as: mental conditioning → mating → repair → egg-laying → reproduction.
Male insects are particularly vulnerable. In the past, under the absolute control of female insects, large numbers of male insects died. As a result, in order to improve the survival rate of such vulnerable creatures, female insects treated male insects better and better, to the point that the social system became increasingly distorted.
Simple benefits are no longer enough to satisfy these insatiable male insects, but the female insects rely on their pheromones and mental guidance, so they put on their own shackles, bowing and scraping for those pheromones and guidance abilities, willingly being whipped and beaten until they are covered in wounds.
Hillland listened intently. He remembered that the gestation sac of the female insect in front of him was damaged. His voice was soft, as if he were comforting her. “Sersia, listen carefully. I am very impressed that you can form a set of values that you are unwilling to compromise for in such an environment. I know that you must have worked hard and endured for a long time. This world is very extreme for female insects, but from the perspective of a male insect, the normal things I do are in stark contrast to the male insects here.”
Hillland said gently, "I'm afraid you'll lose yourself because of these comparisons. In my eyes, you've always been a very capable and excellent female insect, but it's too much of a no-brainer for me to advise you to protect yourself and not compromise. I don't like to do things like 'let them eat cake.'"
Female insects are inherently physiologically limited. Hillland likes biology and originally wanted to study this major. Even though what 99 said was too terrifying, perhaps every era has its own proposition.
Now that he has the business empire of Lou Wen, he also wants to stand up and give these female insects a choice.
Hillan placed his hand on Sersia's cheek, thinking that he didn't know how long he could stay with the Zerg, but if he tried, even if he left, the female Zerg he loved wouldn't be swayed by physiological factors.
He smiled, his eyes crinkling into crescents, "Even the damage to the gestational sac doesn't affect my love for you, whether you can have children or not."
Hillland felt he still needed to heal his wife. The Zerg's social values were so distorted that even if his wife didn't care, this matter might only cause her more trouble.
After all, Sersia, whose gestation sac is healthy, can choose freely. She can decide whether or not to have the baby, instead of watching other insects raise their young and feeling lost all day long. He was really afraid that Sersia would start having all sorts of crazy thoughts because she felt she didn't have one.
But let's talk about that when he's old enough to study, because Hillland likes to announce everything only after everything is arranged, so that his hopes won't be dashed =v=.
Sersia didn't know what to say. Such healthy and passionate love was falling on him, as scorching as the sun, almost unbearable.
His eyes were red-rimmed, and he gently lowered his head in the human's hand, clinging affectionately to the other's palm.
“Mmm,” Sersia’s emotions began to surge again. She looked up and saw Hillan’s smiling eyes, and a clear blush rose on her skin. “Husband, I heard you.”
Hillan's health bar was emptied by his wife again. His eyes sparkled as he kissed his wife's cheek. "Mmm, baby is very good."
Sersia's ears turned bright red, as if he was about to say something he couldn't bring himself to say. He buried his face in Hillan's shoulder and whispered, "Husband, I feel unwell."
Upon hearing this, Hillan's eyes widened, and she immediately recalled some truly embarrassing memories.
My wife seems to have very high needs.
99 was so excited about the product that she screamed. When she read Hillland's thoughts, she immediately exclaimed "Oh no!" and quickly helped Sersia, who didn't have time to explain further, "You forgot that female insects become dependent on male insects after receiving their pheromones?"
Hillland really didn't expect that he was human and only knew that mental manipulation could be addictive. Even after learning about the ending, he didn't specifically look into the knowledge about the union.
Hillland touched his wife's face blankly, then exclaimed "Ah!" before remembering.
99, exasperated, explained, "It's like this: after a female insect mates with a male, there's usually a period of lethargy. However, this lethargy is caused by the male insect abusing the female. If you don't abuse the female, this won't happen, but there will still be some physiological dependence. The female will become dependent on your pheromones. These are normal physiological phenomena when receiving pheromones for the first time. The female will crave intimacy with you. This period lasts from about three days to a month, depending on the female's physical and mental state. The more vulnerable she is, the more addicted she becomes. Once things are sorted out, it will return to normal."
99 finished speaking in one breath, let out a long sigh, and immediately disappeared, as if afraid of disturbing the young couple in the slightest.
Hillland listened with a sigh. No wonder the female insects would endure everything for the sake of pheromones. Addiction alone had completely bound them. They had to survive and reproduce, so they endured it all.
Thinking it over, Hillland lowered his hand and placed the somewhat exhausted female insect on the sofa. The female insect, her body flushed red, along with her butterfly wings, was pressed down under him and trembled slightly.
Hillland lifted his leg and pressed it onto the sofa, slowly pulling Sersia's legs down.
To open.
He has always given Cecilia pheromones through kissing, so doing it directly now should soothe her.
Previously, it was all done by hand, which may have been due to insufficient distribution.
Hillan blushed, first placing a pillow behind Sersia's head, then kissing her.
His fingertips were cool, and there was an indescribable sensation as he unbuttoned the female insect's clothes.
Sersia felt as if she were being gradually uncovered, her clothes being removed, her skin being...
Warm palms touched and caressed. Finally, they slowly slid down to the waist.
Hillland's breath was hot, and the rich fragrance of gardenias filled the air, as if I were being deeply enveloped.
His response was equally overwhelming, flowing gently down.
Honey is coming.
Hillland never actively thinks about these things. It's not that she's sexually frigid, but she just has no interest in them.
But things seem different now.
When the innocent-looking boy entered, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were bright, filled with an indescribable sense of novelty and joy.
He slowly lowered his head, and as he kissed me, his breath grew hotter and hotter.
"Honey, hello Jin."
"It's still very hot."
Sersia seemed unable to bear it, and he raised his hand to cover his face.
It felt like rain was pouring down inside my body, a gentle, persistent downpour.
above.
Once Hillland, this innocent human, had tasted the forbidden fruit, he found it hard to resist his curiosity. He explored and gradually found it.
The entire living room was as dark as night, with the faint light reflecting off the dampness on the two people's bodies, giving them a pearly sheen.
Hillan was ready. He turned the female insect beneath him over and whispered in her ear, "Baby, let out your wings."
The butterfly wings, which had been trembling, slowly unfolded, and Hillland touched them, gently kissing them all over.
Sersia seemed to have encountered an unprecedented disaster. She was soaked to the bone and could only tremble excessively in Hillan's arms. Even her mental state was deeply cared for.
Hillland was working on his mental state, smoothing out the tangled threads of his thoughts bit by bit. As he worked on it, he seemed to see some cracks.
He spun a net from his spiritual silk to mend the crack, but as soon as he touched it, the female insect in his arms trembled uncontrollably, and soon...
Hillland got wet too.
Hillland blushed and turned his head away, calmly came out to wipe himself, and then took his wife to take a shower.
Why are you so sensitive...?
so cute.
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