The system's words made Han Ling frown.
The beginning of anything inevitably involves sacrifice, and the establishment of Aphrodite was no exception.
Han Ling, a pure-love warrior of the Yao Clan, could not bear being humiliated by other female insects.
Therefore, he refused to date other female insects and refused to provide pheromones.
Their bodies and souls can only belong to their soulmates.
The establishment of Aphrodite was indeed a mistake.
But considering the era at the time, this might have been the only way to save the Zerg, a slowdown to their destruction.
Moreover, with the guidance of the Cicadas at the Zerg Development Planning Center, the establishment of Afro Star certainly had its necessity.
The system continued its explanation:
Three thousand years ago, the male insects on Planet Aphrodite were harassed by female insect administrators every day, and were also required to date other female insects and contribute pheromones according to the rules.
The male insects originally had their own hobbies and jobs, but due to the fatigue and exhaustion of dating, they were too busy to attend to everything, and everything was put on hold.
It was the first anniversary of Aphrodite's trial operation.
The male insects gathered together to protest against everything that existed.
They are unwilling to be numb sperm donors.
They want to return to normal Zerg society and normal family life.
At that time, there were still about ten million male insects, and their words still carried weight.
Countless female insects also voiced their support.
Project Aphrodisiac was thus shelved. The male insects returned to their respective families.
However, when the number of male insects was counted again in the third year, it was discovered that the number of male insects had decreased by a full million.
This is an extremely abnormal number.
After investigation, the Zerg discovered that the deaths of these male Zerg were not random; they all died at random times. Most of them died in the mouths of alien beasts.
The roar of the strange beast is specifically designed to suppress the mental power of male insects.
This led to the appearance of monster hordes and wormholes near the planet. Upon hearing the roars of the monsters, the male insects could only stand frozen in place, unable to escape or resist, and could only regretfully die in the monsters' mouths.
Wormholes appear every day throughout the Zerg star system, but the male Zerg are too scattered to provide timely protection.
Therefore, Project Aphrodite was restarted.
The male insects moved back into Aphrodite.
This time, the experienced males protested again.
However, the protests only had half the effect.
If the male Zerglings die, the entire Zerg race will truly be doomed.
After discussion, the entire insectoid race decided to try allowing the male insectoids to live independently for a year without the management of the Male Insect Management Association.
The managers of the male insect management association are all female insects.
From the perspective of the interstellar insectoids, these administrators would inevitably be tempted to steal food, and would only make things worse.
The male insects agreed to this suggestion.
Living independently for a year means not being forced into dating or having your pheromones forcibly collected.
But this very trial sowed the seeds of future trouble for Planet Aphrodite.
As Han Ling listened to the story spanning three thousand years, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Every step the Zerg take is a choice made out of necessity, sometimes even involving the entire population in a vote.
From that perspective, the Zerg were very close to their annihilation.
He asked:
"And then? What's the trouble? System, why aren't you saying anything? The story is only halfway through."
The system replied in its mind:
[Let me continue. The story I'm about to tell you is about the gains of the Eighth War Legion's expedition.]
The Eighth War Legion searched the alien planet like plowing a field before finally finding this diary.
The owner of this diary was named Morton.
After a while, the system's electronic voice sounded again.
Morton's Diary, September 13th, Sunny
Today, I am saying goodbye to this world.
Please allow me to record my life story.
My name is Morton. I was born on a B-class planet and grew up in a healthy and loving family.
I also have a childhood sweetheart named Bennett. We grew up together, and he proposed to me when I had just turned 18.
He said I was stupid and was afraid I would be tricked away by other female insects.
I think he was actually the most foolish one, which is why he died such a tragic death and I had to avenge him.
Because I excelled in my studies from a young age, I grew up to become a geneticist, working at the Zerg Research Center.
I am very satisfied with my life and my job.
However, because of my work, I am even more aware that the Zerg will soon face extinction.
Research on the male insect's genome has made no progress; we've reached a dead end.
It is said that in nature, only the fittest survive. The same applies to the genes of male insects.
It's the universe that wants to filter out the male insects.
Furthermore, a group of capitalists are harming male Zerg, jeopardizing the future of the Zerg race.
On my 30th birthday, Project Aphrodite was launched.
As a researcher, I was among the first male insects to respond.
Male insects must not be harmed anymore.
But I never expected that after entering Aphrodite, I would still need to fulfill the responsibilities of a male insect.
Every day, an administrator comes with a bucket and demands that I contribute my pheromones.
Although I felt a little ashamed, I did it anyway, for the future of the Zerg! I'll contribute whatever I can.
I brought my research equipment with me and continued my work.
However, I often think of Bennett.
We were separated before our honeymoon was even over, and I miss him terribly.
However, due to the distance, we can only communicate through a quantum computer.
He said he was preparing to change jobs, and the workplace was very close to Aphrodite, making it convenient for him to come and see me.
The days that followed went by as usual. Apart from collecting pheromones, my life was no different from before.
However, the unexpected happened so quickly.
That evening, I went out for a walk as usual, wanting to get some fresh air.
But on the way back, I suddenly saw a male insect that had twisted its ankle and was sitting on the side of the road in frustration, asking me for help.
Out of kindness, I helped him up and took him home.
But I never imagined that it was all a trap.
Hidden within this male insect's home are three female insect caretakers.
I was treated as protection money by this male insect and offered to them.
That night was the darkest day of my life.
Pain, numbness, desperate pleas for mercy—I hated my own powerlessness.
They're all Zerg, so why do some Zerg find pleasure in tormenting other Zerg?
It was three days later when I left that room.
My disappearance made Bennett very anxious.
He contacted the Male Insect Management Association and asked to see my location, but the association refused.
These female insects, having tasted power for the first time, have already lost all sense of propriety, righteousness, and shame.
Later, I wrote a letter of complaint and submitted it to the higher authorities through a colleague at the research center.
A month later, I received a reply.
Those people said that although the administrator had committed a crime, Aphrodite was still in its experimental phase and it was inconvenient to deal with the matter.
Over the next year, my body and soul suffered greatly.
I am suffering every moment.
Fortunately, a year later, those disgusting administrators were punished, Aphrodite was disbanded, and I was taken home by Bennett.
He still loves me and treats me the same as before. I even saw heartache in his eyes.
I love Bennett too.
We spent two happy years together.
My mental state has improved a lot, and we are also preparing for the insect cubs.
But in the third year, bad news came again: Project Aphrodite was restarted.
However, unlike last time, this time, there will be no male insect management association on the planet.
The male insects need to stay on the planet alone for a full year.
I boarded the spaceship to Aphrodite once again.
Bennett was very worried about me and even cried when I left.
What he didn't know was that I had been training my mental strength for the past two years in order to cope with today's situation.
I learned how to construct spatial channels, so that as long as I have the coordinates of my home, I can travel from Aphrodite back home to see him at any time.
During my first week back on Aphrodite, I acted as if I were on vacation, constructing a spatial portal and appearing before him.
Bennett was overjoyed and hugged me, crying and laughing, saying he missed me terribly.
I feel the same way; I miss him too.
Building spatial channels is very time-consuming and consumes a lot of mental energy; I can only release them once a week.
Fortunately, life on Aphrodite is relatively peaceful. I get enough rest and can see Nebert every week.
But six months later, another unexpected event occurred, which was a major turning point that changed the rest of my life.
At that time, a huge black hole appeared on the surface of Aphrodite.
Countless strange beasts emerged from the black hole and launched an attack on the gathering place of the male insects.
At that time, I was at home reuniting with Bennett.
I only found out that something had happened on Planet Aphrodite when I suddenly received an emergency evacuation notice.
The situation was urgent, and Bennett and I didn't hesitate. We chose to return to Aphrodite to rescue the male insects.
Bennett followed me through the space tunnel and arrived at Aphrodite.
The female insects are extremely powerful; one Bennett can take on 3,000 alien beasts single-handedly.
Under Bennett's leadership, we rescued 300,000 male insects in one day and escorted them to underground shelters.
At that time, we were all thankful that we had come.
That night, we hid in an air-raid shelter; it was the last night Bennett and I spent together.
The next morning, we received an urgent notification that the level of the beast tide had been determined to be level ten after testing.
This is an unprecedented level 10 beast tide. Several hundred years have passed since the last level 10 beast tide.
It will take at least 10 days to clear out the endless stream of strange beasts.
Ten days is too long; no one carries nutritional supplements with them.
No one can survive without food or water until rescue arrives.
The male insects inside the underground shelter panicked, and countless of them broke down in tears.
But I didn't panic. I could construct a spatial teleportation channel. As long as the male insects all contributed their mental energy, the spatial channel could be maintained, allowing all the male insects to be sent out.
However, I need time to recover. Yesterday, I exhausted my mental energy constructing the spatial portal, and it will take another 5 days to use it again.
To appease the male insects, Bennett and I discussed it and told them about it as well.
I swear I'll get them out of here, as long as I can get through these five days.
But my words, I don't know who I offended, and I felt my mind go blank before I fainted. There were male insects attacking me with their mental energy, and there was more than one of them.
When I woke up again, all I saw was blood everywhere.
Bennett was gone. The male insects, with their red mouths and white teeth, looked at me and said that the female insect had been dismembered and that this meat was their food supply to survive the next five days.
The male insects argued that the female insect, who was the most powerful, was a threat, and that if they didn't eat her, she would eat them.
The female insects are gluttons; they need a lot of energy to maintain their life every day, a fact known throughout the galaxy.
They said they hypnotized Bennett with psychic powers before dealing with him, and he passed away without pain.
I rested quietly for the whole day.
When my goodwill is not met with the response it deserves, but instead trampled underfoot, I feel heartbroken.
I've done what I had to do. I've endured what I had to endure.
From now on, I have a clear conscience about everything they have done.
On the third day of the beast tide outbreak, I killed all the male insects in the underground shelter.
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