Chapter 52 The Kiss of Punishment Murphy stared curiously into the jar…
Murphy stared curiously at the blonde female insect in the jar, and it seemed to be calling out... "Brother?"
He also inexplicably heard a childish voice in his head, which sounded like someone losing their baby teeth. Although the child tried to be serious, their words still slurred and were quite funny. The voice was also calling him "brother".
Hmm, that's strange. He has no parents, and no younger brother.
Could it be that I've traversed too many small worlds before, causing my memories to become confused?
Do you know him?
Atia asked, noticing that Murphy's sitting there lost in thought was too obvious.
Murphy snapped out of his daze and spread his hands with remarkable composure, “I don’t know him, I’ve never met him before.”
"...Then why did you pick him up?"
Atia didn't believe that Mephiel was some saintly bug who would rush to save any bug he saw.
Does he want to conduct live experiments?
Murphy answered without hesitation. He blinked and said honestly, "I saw it, so I picked it up."
Attiyah: ...
That's quite free and unrestrained.
Attiyah did not speak again.
Atia recalled that she herself seemed to have been "seen" unintentionally...
What bad luck.
As the two insects spoke, the medicinal liquid in the large pot, stirred until it became almost completely colorless and transparent, without a trace of purple turbidity.
As wisps of white smoke rose from the transparent liquid, Murphy immediately stood up and happily announced that the mission was accomplished.
We can throw these things into the storage room soon; they're really unsightly and an eyesore in the lab.
"Are you sure you want him to drink this?" It is common knowledge that any medicine that has not undergone proper testing is a counterfeit drug.
Out of empathy for female insects, Atia asked one more question.
"No," Murphy replied very quickly.
But he had just said that this was a specially brewed medicine. Atia frowned, suspecting that he had been tricked by this wicked worm again.
But soon he heard the second half of Murphy's sentence.
Murphy clapped his hands lightly and smiled. "He can't be fed in this condition, so we can just pour him into the treatment chamber now."
It can be absorbed just the same way if poured into the treatment chamber. You could tell from his relaxed tone that he was extremely satisfied with his idea.
But...soup? Pour it in?
Attiyah said, "Now?"
Murphy confirmed his idea, "Yes, it tastes best when it's fresh out of the pan."
Atia looked at him, afraid that she had misunderstood, and repeated in a deep voice, "You want to pour the freshly cooked soup into the treatment chamber?"
The treatment chamber contains diseased insects, which is undoubtedly a heinous act of abuse.
Because Walsh's condition had improved slightly, Atia's opinion of Mephiel was not as bad as it had been when they first met. He was even secretly reflecting on whether he had wronged Walsh's benevolent insect. However, what happened today was something he found hard to accept.
Even if he had completely cured Walsh, he still couldn't accept it.
Murphy blinked and corrected, "This isn't soup, it's medicine I brewed." It's been brewing for a long time.
Atia glanced at the steaming "medicine" in the large pot, his crimson eyes fixed on Morpheus's eyes, a hint of anger rising within him at Morpheus's pretense.
"But what's the difference? How do you think an insect would feel if scalding liquid were poured on it? Or do you think it doesn't matter because it's a female insect?"
He didn't want to appear so pathetic, but far too many of his friends had died at the hands of the male insects, in countless different ways. In the final days of his life, every message he received was a devastating blow, and he... didn't want to hear any more of that.
The little butterfly is angry.
The cold, disgusted aura, the slightly raised antennae, the lowered eyebrows, and the tightly pursed lips all told him this.
Mephiel looked up at Attia, and for a moment neither of them spoke; even the air seemed to freeze.
Is his medicine... hot?
Suddenly, Mephiel grabbed Atia's hand and, under Atia's bewildered gaze, gently touched the nearly transparent potion with his fingertips.
It's cold.
Atiyah looked slightly surprised. White steam was clearly rising from the liquid in the pot, but the touch of his fingertips was as cold as water.
It wasn't as scalding hot as he had imagined, even though it had been boiled over a fire right under his nose.
Is this what makes this drug so amazing?
If it's at this temperature, pouring it directly won't cause any problems.
He... misunderstood Murphy, and his attitude just now wasn't very good either.
He awkwardly avoided Murphy's gaze, pursing his lips as he pondered how to apologize.
At this moment, Murphy, who had remained silent until then, broke the silence.
"You're being mean to me."
"You've misunderstood me."
"They must be punished."
The next second, before Atia could react, her back was pressed tightly against the cold alloy door, and her hands were grabbed and pinned above her head.
"You..." Atia was caught off guard and was held down tightly, unable to move before he could say anything.
The black-haired male insect pressed closer, giving a kiss that carried a punitive undertone. It was awkward, as if it were tasting something, lacking any real skill. It licked the area with its tongue and then gently held and ground the area with its teeth.
When the male insect's labia became numb, it became dissatisfied and tried to pry open the labia to penetrate deeper. However, the female insect beneath it did not cooperate, keeping her labia tightly closed, as if locking the last line of defense.
Atia was unable to move, but she did not want the male insect to succeed.
Suddenly, he felt a cold, slippery tentacle-like thing wrap around his sensitive lower back, constantly entwining and sliding over his body. The tentacle seemed to have tiny suction cups, and wherever it passed, it felt as if it had been deeply sucked and ground, causing Atia to let out a small gasp.
In that moment of relaxation, the tongue that had been resting on the lips plunged in, wantonly invading and stealing saliva from the delicate oral cavity, entwining with the little tongue, sucking and playing with it, with an overwhelming force that seemed to invade everything.
Atia tried to struggle and escape.
But he couldn't move an inch. Behind him was a cold door, and in front of him was the male insect's burning body. He couldn't break free or escape, and could only tilt his head back to endure it.
Hmm...
The brain begins to lose focus due to lack of oxygen.
But the faint sounds of footsteps and laughter behind the door kept him on edge, preventing him from relaxing.
That's too much...
Atia's body began to tremble unconsciously, its antennae stood erect, and its crimson pupils were filled with glistening water.
Huff... huff...
Almost as soon as she was released, the red-eyed, silver-haired beauty's legs went weak and she was about to kneel down, but fortunately, the culprit caught her in time and picked her up.
Looking at the beautiful little butterfly nestled in his arms, still breathing softly, Murphy's eyes were filled with contentment.
The taste of the little butterfly... is sweet.
He carried the little butterfly into the inner room and placed it on the bed. The silver-white long-haired beauty immediately turned her back to him as soon as she was released, clearly indicating that she did not want to pay attention to him anymore.
Murphy blinked, reached out and pulled the blanket over him, only to receive a cold, slightly hoarse "Get out."
Yes, her voice is sweet and cute.
...
In the following days, Atia indeed didn't look at Mephiel even once, and even if he accidentally glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, he would immediately turn away.
In response, Murphy chose to sway around him from all angles. Oh my, his little butterfly is so cute, cute when it's angry, cute when it's being difficult.
"Big Bug, I feel like I've fully recovered."
Walsh's voice was very excited and full of energy, a stark contrast to his weak voice when they first met.
Palmer walked over step by step, rubbing his bruised elbow. "Walsh seems to be stronger than before."
He actually had a feeling of being suppressed, even though just a few days ago Walsh was no match for him.
The insects exchanged glances and understood that all these changes originated from that insect, from the insect core that had been removed.
Atia instinctively searched for that figure, but the shadow that seemed to always be by her side was nowhere to be found.
Has he... left?
Attia breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a faint emptiness. No, it must be just his imagination.
"Sweetie, it's time to go home."
Just then, a familiar head peeked out from around the corner not far away, seemingly waiting there on purpose so as not to disturb their conversation.
Atiya stared blankly at the smiling face in the sunlight, and without realizing it, his slightly furrowed brows relaxed.
Back on the ship, the black-haired male insect immediately got busy, mainly brewing medicine and changing the dressings in the treatment chambers.
Atiya thought to himself, it was a bit like changing the water for a goldfish.
However, it cannot be denied that the pot of medicine was very effective. When he saw it again that day, the bumps on the surface of the golden male insect in the jar had become lighter, and its hair had regained its luster. By today, it was no different from an ordinary insect.
He was narrow-minded in this matter.
"..."
"Can removing the worm's core cure the mental domain's loss of control?"
After finishing his work, Murphy heard Atia, who hadn't spoken to him for several days, suddenly speak.
Murphy immediately smiled and replied, "Yes, that's right."
"However, simply removing it won't work; we need to use a little bit of other force."
As for what kind of power it was, Atia immediately sensed the cold tentacles wrapping around her ankles...
Since that day, for some unknown reason, this male insect has started to particularly enjoy doing this.
"open."
The tentacles paused in their climbing motion, then wilted and slowly retreated.
Let's tone it down a bit; Little Butterfly finally spoke to him again.
The air fell silent. Murphy stood before Attia, his gaze filled with anticipation and delight.
Atiyah was silent for a while, seemingly unsure how to begin. After a long pause, he finally said, "Thank you for Walsh."
"Also, I was the one who misunderstood you before, I'm sorry."
This is the gratitude and apology he should have given long ago.
Murphy did not speak.
Atia saw his head tilt slightly, then a pleased smile spread across her lips. "Hmm...it's my darling's fault, isn't it...?"
"..." Before he could finish speaking, Atia knew what he was about to say and immediately said in embarrassment and annoyance, "No way."
...
"Enemy attack!"
"Enemy attack!"
A piercing alarm suddenly sounded, each blare louder than the last.
Talos rushed to the control room, glanced at the star map, and then turned off the alarm. There were only a few small fry; there was no need to alarm the two people on the ship.
Doris arrived quickly as well, saying, "It's a joint operation between the Azure Star Pirates and several other smaller star pirate groups."
At this moment, the main control room broadcast automatically played a nearby channel, which was a message from across the street—
"Listen, hand over the pheromone potion on the ship, and we'll spare your lives."
Pheromones?
Doris immediately realized that it was that black-haired gentleman who had saved the insects at the trading market. He was probably mistaken for someone carrying a lot of pheromone potions, and now these insects had come to rob him.
Doris laughed instead of getting angry, "They really think we're a pushover just because we haven't shown our teeth. Back in our heyday, these insects even came to befriend us. I never expected them to dare to attack us now."
“Ha, with Crimson in power, even these insects can’t tell the difference between king and queen,” Talos sneered. “Let’s finish this quickly.”
They still have two unstable insect warriors on their ship, and although they don't really want to admit it, that black-haired monster is the male insect lord. They were taught from childhood to protect the male insect lord and not let any of him be harmed.
The opposing pirate groups were hastily assembled, lacking cohesion and showing no intention of protecting the enemy. As soon as they unleashed a barrage of fire, several small boats scattered in disarray.
They won the battle easily by relying on their usual guerrilla tactics and resources from the Crimson.
"Tsk tsk tsk, it runs so fast, I haven't even had my fun yet."
Doris patted Talos on the shoulder, his face a mixture of excitement and regret.
Talos, however, kept staring at the star map on the screen, his brows furrowing slightly. "Something's not right. Youlan and the others' starships have clearly caught fire and crashed, so why are there still red dots on the navigation star map?"
Stealth mode activated. There are starships hiding nearby.
Almost as soon as they thought of this, countless energy blasts appeared on the monitor screen in front of them.
This is something a second-rate group like the Azure Star Pirates could never produce, or rather, there has always been a second wave of insects watching them, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
Talos immediately opened the universal channel on his light computer and connected with Morpheus. They couldn't handle this situation anymore. The best way was to use the escape pods before the ship was destroyed and eject in all directions, which might give them a chance of survival.
Their biggest enemy recently was the Crimson Pirates, but as far as he knew, the Crimson Pirates had suffered heavy losses in the Imperial Army's attack on headquarters and were now recuperating, so it was impossible for them to travel thousands of miles to cause trouble for them.
Could it be that they, like the Azure Star Pirates, came for pheromones?
"Boom—"
When the news arrived, a massive barrage of energy cannons had already slammed into the starship, as if to obliterate it into cosmic dust.
The starship shook violently, more violently than ever before. All the bottles and jars in the laboratory were secured with locks, and this time they didn't crash down like before, but given the intensity of the attack, they would probably be reduced to dust along with the ship.
Murphy grabbed Atia immediately, and the two insects quickly stuck to a corner of the laboratory to prevent them from shaking and falling.
Murphy glanced at the message, a hint of danger in his voice, "There are bugs trying to destroy the entire starship."
Atiyah immediately sent an urgent message to Palmer.
Two fists can't fight four hands, not to mention they don't even know who their opponents are, how many insects they have, or their strength. They must contact the insect commander as soon as possible.
Meanwhile, alarms of "enemy insect invasion" kept blaring from the starship.
Atia realized almost instantly that if they could use force to invade a starship, it meant that the other side had a very clear objective and would not stop until that objective was killed.
It's unbelievable that such a small starship could have a bug that provoked such a massive enemy bug. I wonder who it could be.
Atia glanced to the side subconsciously. The black-haired male insect still showed no sense of danger, sticking close to him while tightening the metal clasp on the collection jar next to him.
Unfortunately, this battle was perilous, and these bottles and jars may not be able to be safely preserved.
Their immediate priority is to find an escape pod.
At that moment, Murphy's personal computer suddenly beeped twice, and a new message came through the emergency communication channel: "The escape pod has been destroyed, and both hatches are now under heavy guard."
Atia frowned. The escape pod was gone, and their escape route was completely blocked. Now, they only had one option left: eliminate all the enemy insects that boarded the starship and hold out until Palmer provided support.
Noisy footsteps came from the doorway, none of which matched any of the insects he had become familiar with in recent days.
That's fast, they've already found their way here.
"Let's go."
The battle cannot take place in the laboratory, otherwise most of the effort put into this insect could be destroyed in an instant.
Murphy stared at the hand that had been taken by the hand, and subconsciously squeezed it, only to receive a cold, reproachful look in return.
Atia deliberately gripped it tightly to show her dissatisfaction. At a time like this, couldn't this insect be a little more serious?
There are bugs here!
"Quick! Find all the black-haired bugs and kill them without exception."
"There's one here!"
Locking the laboratory door, the two insects darted through the corridor and soon discovered that all the intruding enemy insects had only one goal: to find the insect with the black hair.
Atia couldn't help but glance to her side. If we're talking about black hair, the bug next to her had the most standard black hair on the entire starship.
Suddenly, Atia felt his hand tighten and stopped in his tracks.
At the same time, the automatic door behind them suddenly closed, and the automatic door in front of them opened to reveal dozens of well-trained soldiers with a calm demeanor. They were all holding energy guns, and the dark muzzles of the guns were pointed at the two insects.
Attiya's expression turned cold.
They were ambushed.
Perhaps from the very beginning, these insects were targeting them, or rather—
Atia turned its head and looked at the black-haired male insect beside it.
Who exactly is he, and how did he manage to provoke such a bunch of scoundrels?
At this moment, the group of soldiers split into two columns, and a middle-aged female insect with a scar running across her face walked out from the middle.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze on the two insects completely indifferent, as if he were already looking at two dead insects.
"Stop struggling. If you still want to use your strange power, I advise you to give up."
"The Great Insect anticipated this long ago. You should have sensed it by now. In this absolute space, you are just an ordinary insect, nothing more.
Although it's unclear why that powerful insect assigned him such a large force to lead a team thousands of miles to kill an unknown insect, judging from the importance that powerful insect placed on it, as long as he can complete this task, he will definitely receive more preferential resources.
"Of course, if you tell me your method for treating mental domain disorder, I can make your death quicker."
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Author's Note: Thank you AAA for the gift! Mua! Mua! [Heart eyes][Starry eyes][Keep it up!]
Thank you to "Clear Skies," "Collapsar," "AAA," "Shangcheng," and "Presence" for the nutrient solution! [Sprinkling flowers][Sprinkling flowers][Keep it up!]
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