Extra world four
The twentieth starship obtained permission to go out, and set out again on the journey to find the high-level male Zerg amid the envious and jealous eyes of the Zerg waiting nearby.
Twenty years had passed since the high-ranking male Zerg awakened and departed, and twenty-seven years had passed since the high-ranking female Zerg defected from the interstellar prison. Although the Federation and the Empire had become increasingly strict in granting travel permits, the Zerg's yearning for high-ranking males was unstoppable.
After the pirates' previous deliberate instigation and disruption, the top brass of the Federation and Empire realized that if they didn't change, the Zerg, considered the dominant species by other alien races, would likely eliminate themselves from the universe. Therefore, they signed a ceasefire agreement and redefined the rights of male and female Zerg in their respective countries, even introducing laws to this end.
The terms high-level, low-level and mid-level are gradually fading out of the Zerg's vision. Now male and female Zergs of any level have the right to choose their own life direction.
"Arisa and Wilson tortured me for so long," Eiseman said, coming out of the mental training room. He took the warm, wet towel from Farr and wiped the sweat off his face. "Finally, I did something good for the Zerg."
Fal wisely chose not to agree at this crucial moment. He knew full well that his male master would only allow him to speak ill of Arisa and Wilson. The last female insect who agreed with Eisman was immediately kicked out of the team of reserve female servants by Eisman. Even though he had become Eisman's female master, he still did not intend to test Eisman's patience on this matter.
Besides, why would he deliberately step on the other party's bottom line when he knew what it was?
"Didn't they say female insects can do what they want now?" Eiseman suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Farr. "Why are you waiting for me outside the lounge again? Let the robots do this."
Fall placed his hands on his waist, and the movements he had practiced hundreds of times became stiff at this moment: "This is what I want to do."
Unlike Wilson, who had met Arisa during their military academy days, Fal was seven years older than Eisman and had even attacked him during their first encounter due to his inability to control his spiritual sea. He understood better than anyone the precious essence hidden beneath Eisman's unruly personality, and therefore, he cherished the opportunity to be with Eisman even more than the female servants at home.
But Eisman didn't understand these things yet. He just looked at Farr and said, "Is there anything you want recently, Farr?"
Farr didn't understand why the male insect asked this question. He was stunned for a moment, but still gave a quick answer: "I don't have anything special I want right now."
Is it that you don't have anything in particular you want, or are you afraid to say it to yourself?
"Does the spacecraft need refurbishing?" Eiseman felt he had guessed the female insect's thoughts. He placed the towel in the open mechanical hands of the robot at the door. "Has the military encountered any problems recently?"
"No," Farr answered truthfully, afraid that Eisman would think he was lying because his answer was so short. The female insect then added, "Everything is fine."
Yes, everything is fine.
In the past, these female insects returning from the battlefield had to be transported to the military academy like cargo, then comforted by the male insects. Male insects, lacking experience in comforting female insects and unwilling to do so, rarely offered to assist with the deep cleansing. But now, they no longer had to go to the military academy specifically. Male insects willing to come for comfort would register and then be brought together under the guidance of higher-ups.
Everything is fine, like a dream from which one will soon wake up.
But this is not a dream.
"So you want insect eggs?" Eisman continued to ask.
"I don't..." Fal wanted to shake his head, but after realizing something, he looked at Eiseman with a look of disbelief on his face. "My Lord, what do you mean by this?"
"Do you want eggs?" Eisman asked. "If you need, I can—"
"If this is not the will of the Lord, I don't want it." Far said immediately.
"That's all," Eisman said, ignoring Farr's interruption, and walked out. "Tell me if you need anything."
He didn't want to meet Far's gaze. For all this time, Far's gaze had been a constant presence. If it were simply a gaze, the male could have convinced himself it was the female's instinctive desire for him, but Far's eyes seemed to be simmering with an emotion too heavy, something Eisman didn't yet know how to process.
The tall female insect's gaze swept over the male's golden hair, which had slowly turned black, a sign of an impending breakthrough. When the golden hair completely turned black, Eisman would become a high-level male insect. Although, as a female monarch, he should be happy about the male's impending breakthrough, but...
"Then - can I dye your hair?!" Fal suddenly raised his voice, just like the sentence "Can I come again in the future?" he said with courage when he came to apologize many years ago and found out that the male insect did not blame him for the harm he caused.
Eisman stopped abruptly, turned his head to look at his hair, and found that there were a few black hairs mixed in with his blond hair.
It was such a subtle change that he didn't even notice it.
Eisman turned his head and crossed his arms. When the female insect's eyes turned from anticipation to a hint of disappointment due to waiting, he snorted coldly, looking a little reluctant: "It's not impossible, let's go."
"Yes!" Fal hurried after him, keeping pace with the male insect, his light gray pupils always staring at him. "Do you still want the same gold color as before? Or a lighter gold?"
"Why don't you dye your hair a color similar to your previous one? Why don't you change the color..."
"Then...how about light grey?"
"...Not that it's impossible. I look good in any color anyway."
"Yes!!"
: Dear Wilson, hello.
I was going to call you 'Your Highness', but I felt that was a bit awkward, so I decided to call you by your name.
I'm a female Zerg. After luckily breaking through to the intermediate level, I've been constantly traveling back and forth between the battlefield and home. My father lost his position as Queen because all his offspring were female. He found a male early on, so I didn't accumulate enough merit on the battlefield and wasn't eligible for the necessary compensation after being divorced. Fearing I might one day become a similar female Zerg, I desperately climbed the ladder, hoping to accumulate enough merit before meeting a male. However, my spiritual sea was severely eroded by the constant battles, and I was forced to retreat.
Fortunately, I met my current master, he... he is very good!
In short, he and Her Highness Arisa are good friends. I have never met Her Highness Arisa, but a male insect's friends should be insects with similar personalities to him, so I would venture to guess that Her Highness Arisa is also a very good male insect.
My Lord often mentioned Arisa-sama, and would occasionally tell me about you during your time at the military academy. I cherished those moments, and I kept them all in my heart. I heard that you used to use your eyes to drive away any Zerg that approached Arisa-sama, both male and sub-female. My Lord complained about this many times.
Whenever he mentions it, he always says, "I wouldn't fall in love with that male insect Arisa!" It seems that he is very dissatisfied with the fact that you always force him away with your gaze.
It may be a little offensive to think this way, but I think he is cute for complaining to me about these things, so I am also very grateful for your behavior at that time... After all, I don’t really like having other Zergs around my lord.
The Federation and the Empire revised the laws regarding the treatment of male and female Zerg, and they were quickly implemented. I often think that if my father were still alive today, he would definitely be happy with what Zergs can get now, because they are no longer divorced for giving birth to female children, and they no longer need to serve on the battlefield for twenty years to earn meritorious service subsidies.
Male insects now have the opportunity to choose their own paths. For example, my male master is currently engaged in scientific research, but he also regularly visits my military headquarters with me to comfort the female insects. I'm a little jealous of this, but I'm also proud of him.
After returning home from the military, he loved to lean against me and talk about Arisa. He'd also bring up the things he'd secretly told me about the starship long ago. Even though I knew his psychic powers could detect the presence of other Zerg nearby, I'd still instinctively hold him close, fearing they'd overhear our conversation and send us to interstellar prison.
I really wish I could stay with my lord, but I don't want him in an interstellar prison. The environment there would definitely be terrible, and he wouldn't be used to it. Besides, this sounds too much: helping a female Zerg imprisoned in an interstellar prison escape, and this female even kidnapping a valuable male on the battlefield, and then causing a high-ranking male to leave the Zerg race after growing wings, rather than continuing to shine in the Zerg!
Given the female insect's innate yearning for the male, she'd probably tear us both apart if she knew about this. But the male seemed to enjoy watching me warily surrounding myself; he'd always laugh at me, and that made me happy too.
I didn't dare write these things down or send them out, so I decided to keep them to myself.
I hope you and Arisa-sama are still alive and well somewhere in the universe, and I hope you are happy.
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"A-choo!" Wilson covered his nose and frowned, feeling that this feeling was a bit strange.
The female insect was in good health and rarely got sick, so why did she suddenly sneeze? Could it be that the Earth's environment had an impact on the alien race, weakening their physique?
I have to find a way to get Arisa to wear more clothes. Wilson thought so, got up from the sofa, opened the door, and went downstairs directly.
Erhei, who was arranging flowers in the store, raised his head and smiled at him who was holding the side railing, revealing two dimples: "Brother!!"
"Why are you..." Wilson looked around the flower shop. No one was there, so he could say directly, "Is this body not working well? Why did you come back so suddenly?"
Although after staying on Earth for a while, Wilson also realized that humans' understanding of love would change due to their own values and even the environment in which they grew up, he still "wrote a program" for the black thing from the star Laer Roland according to the novel written by humans, and let the other party go.
He asked the other party to select three couples at different stages of separation. Using the Laerrolans' intermediate consciousness, he calculated the other party's personality and what they would be like after breaking up with their lover. If the two people were only happy when they were together, then the black thing would "bind" them and find a way to reconcile them with their lover. Once three of these were met, he would find a suitable body for them.
There were many loopholes to exploit. For example, he didn't know whether the other party had completed the task properly, nor whether they had found the three necessary people. For example, the so-called "system" and "binding" were simply a means for him to persuade the other party to persuade humans.
However, Wilson didn't expect that after the other party completed the mission, the place where they were would inexplicably be filled with many toys made in the image of the little black ball itself... He also didn't expect that after the other party obtained a body, he would come back from time to time to disturb him and Arisa.
"I promised the previous owner of this body that I would see the flowers and grass through his eyes..." Erhei put down the vase and counted on his fingers, "I must send money to his family from time to time, and remember to send postcards to his comrades, and also--"
"I was asking why you suddenly came back." Wilson interrupted him before he finished speaking, and sat down directly at the counter. After sitting down, he looked to the side again, "By the way, Lord...where's Arisa?"
"He said he saw you sleeping, so he went to deliver the flowers himself." Erhei said, "I wanted to keep you company. We are the only three of our kind left on Earth right now."
Who are you? My male master and I are the same. Seeing Erhei like this, Wilson still didn't say this. He picked up the male insect's clothes next to the counter and said in disbelief: "Did he go out without a coat again this time?"
The female insect's voice was very deep when she said this, and Erhei shrank his neck because of the cold: "He said he wasn't cold." She also said that you would definitely say that when you found this clothes.
"You don't even know how to persuade him! What if he catches a cold?" Wilson grabbed his coat and was about to go out. "I'll go find him."
You can't even persuade him yourself, and you want me to? Erhei was a little dissatisfied with this, but he didn't dare to say it to Wilson.
"By the way, he told you to call and ask where he is." When he saw Wilson about to leave the store, Erhei quickly added, "Don't always use your phone without knowing how to use it. Last time you scared the passers-by, they thought you were looking for revenge."
Wilson couldn't help but glare at Erhei. But remembering the order from the male master, the female insect reluctantly went upstairs, then took her phone and went downstairs: "Human technology is not useful at all!"
——Not only does it take so long to charge, but you can’t even display the screen directly on your arm!
"I'm going to go find him. You stay here and look after the store." Wilson suddenly said as he pushed open the door. "Also, don't ruin the flowers. Who arranges flowers in such a colorful way?"
Erhei looked at the flowers he had spent a long time arranging and was very dissatisfied: "Why do so many people say that?"
What's wrong with being colorful? Rainbows are colorful!
Besides, colorful things are always better than black ones! The Zerg are a race that only knows how to fight, and they have no aesthetic sense at all!
Erhei rolled up his sleeves and decided to try again: I’ve decided, I must surprise Arisa and Wilson this time!
But soon, the door was pushed open from the outside, but this time the person who came in was not Wilson who had just left.
"Hello, I want to buy flowers..." said the man, and was stunned when he saw Erhei sitting on the ground.
The young man who opened the door stared at Erhei, who was sitting on the ground. This time, he cleared his throat. His originally deep voice was forcibly raised, sounding very awkward: "Excuse me..."
"Do you want these flowers?" Erhei didn't understand why the other person's eyes suddenly became so eager. He held up the vase in his hand and said, "I just put these in!"
He just couldn't believe that this guest could be so unaesthetic!
"I want it." The young man just glanced at the flowers in the vase, then continued to look down at Erhei. "By the way, what's your name?"
"I'm Laerroland..." Erhei remembered what Arisa often said to him, 'Don't reveal your identity to humans', and stopped himself in time, "... Erhei!"
"Laer Luolan... Erhei?" The young man thought the name was incredibly awkward to pronounce. He had been to so many countries, but he had never heard such a convoluted and strange name. "Do you own this flower shop?"
"No!" Erhei shook his head, and while shaking his head, he noticed that there was a little paint on the corner of the other person's clothes. "This flower shop is..." He thought of the name that Earth gave to the person who gave him a body, and said decisively, "This is opened by my father and mother!"
"Oh!" The young man followed Erhei's example and sat down. He didn't seem to care at all that his expensive-looking clothes would get dirty from sitting down. "So you're watching the store for them now? By the way, are you from an ethnic minority?"
"This is my first time here," the young man lied. "Can you tell me if there are any interesting attractions nearby?"
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