Chapter 55 The Crisis of Lovein Attia Returns to the Lab...
Atia returned to the lab, where the locks had been picked, but fortunately the intruders seemed to have only glanced at the door and left immediately after finding no insects, causing no damage.
The blonde female insect in the jar-like healing chamber appears to have fully recovered, but it's unclear why she hasn't awakened yet.
Atia looked at him closely. He had short, golden hair, a delicate face that still had a touch of childishness, and slightly upturned eyes that looked like beautiful peach blossom eyes.
However, even though they had never met before, Atia felt that he looked somewhat familiar.
"Honey, why do you keep looking at him lately?"
A familiar voice suddenly came from behind him, and then he was pulled into Murphy's arms, his head resting on his shoulder, looking very relaxed and casual.
Atia subconsciously turned his head and looked at Murphy's eyes. They were also peach blossom eyes with slightly upturned corners, and even the curve of the upturn was so similar.
Don't you think his eyes look somewhat like yours?
"Really?" Murphy blinked. "So, my darling was looking at me through him? How touching."
"..."
Atiyah was speechless and immediately looked away, not knowing what to say.
Lately, no matter what he says, it seems like it can be steered to some other topic. At first, he might reply a couple of times, but later he found that replying only made the bug more excited, so now he simply stops replying.
Atia forcefully pushed away from his embrace, and the icy air instantly clung to her, with only a trace of warmth remaining to resist it. Atia's little finger curled up unconsciously.
Attiyah had wanted to discuss the matter further, but the strange situation made him want to leave as quickly as possible. He made up an excuse, "I have something to discuss with Palmer and the others, so I'm leaving now."
After Atia finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the door without hesitation. He felt that something was increasingly wrong with him lately. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he subconsciously felt that the longer he stayed with Murphy, the more this unease would intensify, and he had to leave as soon as possible.
Murphy stood behind him, watching the direction he had left.
Hmm, it's still quite strange.
The little butterfly, which had clearly softened a bit, seemed to be returning to its original state after that day.
...
In a secluded port within the trading market, a small, dilapidated starship with a large hole blown through its facade was moored. Soon after, another small starship emerged from a black hole jump point not far away and also moored there.
Compared to the dilapidated starship, this starship looks quite sleek and stylish, and even has twice as many cannons.
The Pure White Pirates' insects moved back and forth carrying things, constantly looking around curiously. Judging from the configuration inside, this new starship was truly incomparable to their small, dilapidated spaceship.
If their dilapidated spaceship wanted to go to other locations, they would have to squeeze through those two energy elevators. This starship, however, had a small teleportation point at almost every corner, allowing for convenient teleportation between different points. It was clearly a good piece of equipment used by the military.
Is this what it feels like to have a sugar daddy? It's fucking awesome.
Among them, the items from the Murphy Laboratory were specially separated into groups of insects to be moved, in pairs, with serious expressions, as if they were moving something extremely valuable.
Actually, it's better than when we first moved these things in. At least the onlookers are all insects, and we don't have to be looked at like we're perverts.
Finally, Doris Communications asked, "Boss, is it okay to temporarily unplug the power cord from the bug in the treatment pod for relocation?"
Murphy quickly replied, "Sure." Since it wasn't a healing fluid inside and didn't require energy to activate its effects, he only kept it open to use the insulation function of the healing chamber.
But before long, Doris received some terrible news.
"The treatment chamber is gone."
The insect that came to report was out of breath, pale, and his lips were trembling. He still remembered what the weird insect had said: if one was lost, they would have to replace it themselves. This was not considered a collectible, but it was still such a big one. He wondered if he would not see the sun rise tomorrow.
Doris immediately stopped what she was doing, her heart skipping a beat. "How could it be gone?"
This is something that went missing from under his watchful eye; if it can't be found, he might have to die to atone for it.
The reporter carefully explained, "I moved the treatment chamber to the designated location as you instructed, and then two brothers dressed in our clothes came and took the things away. But after I got here, I waited and waited, but they never came."
He immediately realized something was wrong and rushed over to report it.
Doris's expression grew increasingly grim as she listened. "I never ordered you to move the treatment pod to any particular location. Do you know who that brother wearing our clothes is?"
The reporter's face also turned pale. He frowned and thought carefully, "It's...it's Dale!"
Dale, who happened to be in the swarm, immediately said, "Second Mate, it wasn't me. I was with Gary the whole time. Many swarms saw us moving luggage together. It really wasn't me."
“Daller and Gary were indeed moving their luggage, I saw it.”
At this moment, another bug raised its hand and said, "Second Mate, I brushed past those two bugs carrying the healing chambers. One of them was indeed Dale, but the other one didn't look familiar. Since Dale was there, I assumed he was a newly recruited brother and didn't pay any attention to him..."
The insect seemed to realize that things were getting serious, and its voice grew softer and softer.
Doris's brow furrowed so deeply it looked like it could crush a mosquito. The other party was definitely prepared. First, they falsely conveyed his orders, and then they had the insect use a virtual machine to simulate Dale's appearance, all with the aim of stealing the healing pod.
He immediately messaged Talos, saying, "Find him quickly, or we're all doomed."
"yes!"
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In the clean and bright study, Lockheed was working on documents with a serious expression. The peace talks had not made any progress. On the contrary, the Federation's attitude was very good, and they even took the initiative to cede some interests. The father also expressed his understanding of their current internal strife and mentioned that he would send troops to help.
Everything went too smoothly, so smoothly that it was as if the two insects had a secret conversation beforehand... Perhaps.
Since the person who brought him here did not appear at the meeting, the peace talks were meaningless to him.
Loxis's backup computer beeped. He paused, picked up the backup computer, and examined the transmitted battle footage frame by frame.
The operation failed as expected. There was nothing of value in the battle footage. The most important part of the battle was fought by the small squad led by Marcus, but that squad did not send back anything, indicating that they were completely wiped out.
The system never gives him anything wrong, so the problem must lie with the Morpheus. Could it be that he also had some kind of extraordinary encounter?
Loxis maintained his composed smile, even though there were no insects around him.
The search team that had this set of videos in their hands didn't encounter any bugs and was practically running around like headless flies. But at the end of the passage, they found a locked door. The material looked more advanced than the surrounding ones, and it seemed like something good was stored there.
After several minutes of forced unlocking, the door was opened.
Instead of mountains of star coins and gold and silver jewelry, what came into view were countless transparent bottles and jars filled with a dark green liquid, and in each bottle and jar, fragments of insect bodies of various shapes floated up and down.
The squad leader was clearly shocked as well, and stood still for several seconds without moving.
Loxis's eyes also paused, and his hand holding the quill tightened, not because of the strange bottles and jars, but because he saw an insect that shouldn't be there.
In a huge, transparent container directly in front of the recorder, a familiar-looking boy with short blond hair was fast asleep with his eyes closed.
Lovey-N.
How could he be there? Lan Kuoxing's arrangements should have been foolproof. Could this be fate's plan? No matter how he tries to stop it, the two brothers are destined to meet.
Loxis lowered his head slightly and slowly turned a page of the report in his hand. The shadow fell on half of his face, making him look somewhat cold even with a gentle smile.
This silly little brother of his really loves to cause trouble for him. It's quite annoying that he can't kill it no matter how long he tries, but he doesn't have time to play house now.
"Give the order: kill him at any cost."
Even if Mophiel is an S-class male insect with extraordinary abilities, so what? He can't kill Mophiel, but that doesn't mean he can't kill other insects.
"Sizzle... sizzle..."
“Dear host, Big Bug, I think it would be better to keep him here.”
Loxis didn't stop grading the report. "Why?"
The voice that appeared out of nowhere carried a somewhat ethereal electronic tone, “He is different from the Emperor and the Marshal. He is weak and not that important. You can imprison him as a last resort.”
"Besides, don't you happen to have the perfect prop?"
Loxis paused as he flipped through the report, lowered his eyes as if in thought, and then slowly said, "I understand."
Lovin has memories of the past, which have always been like a ticking time bomb, causing him trouble. But undeniably, for the other three insects, he is the best bargaining chip.
"Issue the order to mobilize all available forces and bring him back to Lan Kuo Star alive, by any means necessary."
Meanwhile, since he would be arriving at the Imperial Capital soon, Loxis summoned his butler and instructed him, "Deliver a visiting card to the Duke's family and tell them that I will come to visit Cromwell immediately upon my arrival."
"yes."
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"Big Bug, are you really alright?"
Palmer asked cautiously.
The attack happened several days ago. When he received the news, he wanted to rush over to provide support immediately, but with the strength of a single insect, he was no match for that swarm of insects and would only be a hindrance to the Legion Commander insect.
So they had no choice but to summon the nearest reinforcements as quickly as possible, but because this was a chaotic star sea, it would take at least half an hour for the nearest garrison to jump over via the black hole, which was far too slow.
Thankfully, Walsh quickly messaged him saying that the Legion Commander was out safely, which relieved him.
However, the sparring leader, Chong, seemed a bit off today. He had always been able to handle two opponents with ease and give them pointers, but today he seemed somewhat tired.
Atiyah shook his head. "It's alright, continue."
For some reason, he has been getting tired easily lately, lacking energy, and even struggling with his usual set of insect training exercises. But there's no need to tell Palmer and the others about this; perhaps it's just that too much has happened in the last couple of days and he hasn't had enough rest.
Just then, Murphy, who was sitting on the low wall nearby, leisurely swinging his legs while admiring the beautiful figure of the little butterfly, received an urgent message: "The treatment chamber has been stolen and is currently under emergency inspection."
The message included a brief description of the entire theft process, clearly indicating that the other party was well-prepared.
Murphy's leg stopped swaying.
Murphy let out a deep, sorrowful sigh.
Sigh, the little mice have been a bit too lively lately, one wave after another. Do they think he's too easy to talk to?
He closed his eyes slightly and began to resonate with the small, separated spiritual tentacle.
The location was very weak, almost at the edge of the distance where he could locate it. It seems that it has already jumped through a black hole and left the vicinity where it can be strongly located.
"What's wrong?"
After finishing a round of training, Attiya noticed that Murphy's expression seemed a bit off, so he came over and asked.
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Author's Note: Thank you AAA baby for the gift! Grab it and give it a big pat! [Heart eyes][Starry eyes][Go for it!]
Thank you to "Yiyun Zhufei Niao" and "Qingkong Wanli" for the nutrient solution! [Sprinkling flowers][Sprinkling flowers][Keep it up!]
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