Han Ling's eyebrows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly when he heard Martin's words.
He had assumed that male insects lived a very comfortable life, but to his surprise, he felt only utter desolation after hearing the story.
There are very few female insects with the financial means and the right to marry; they are all occupied by high-ranking male insects.
Most male insects below Grade A can only live their entire lives on Aphrodite, where they are shared as a resource by all the female insects.
The Zerg have a lifespan of 500 years, with an 18-year juvenile period and a 2-year old age period.
The male insect's entire life is dedicated to surviving its last two years.
The distorted sex ratio has pushed all the Zerg to the brink of extinction.
The female insects suffer, but the male insects aren't necessarily happy either.
Female insects can be themselves, learn, live, work, and strive.
And what about the male insects?
Han Ling didn't even dare to imagine what kind of education those male insects, who were sent to Aphrodite from a young age, received for their first 18 years.
The male insects need to keep working, constantly embracing other females, and they can only retire when they are truly too tired to continue.
If a strike occurs, there is a 100% chance of losing one's life.
As for the luxurious items and precious flowers and plants around the male insect, they become worthless once they lose their essence as a trade.
Martin added with a smile:
"We, the male insects of the fourth force, only want to survive, so we will always abide by the 'Male Insect Protection Regulations'."
Some males do not join any faction.
Most of them chose to break the rules and then disappeared from our sight.
Where there is oppression, there is resistance.
The spirit of resistance has always existed; it is the yearning for freedom etched in our genes.
Han Ling pursed his lips and asked:
"Did the male insect that violated the rules disappear? Or did it die?"
Martin scratched the corner of his mouth and said nonchalantly:
"Who knows? Anyway, no news has come out. Maybe they're dead, or maybe they're living a life worse than death."
Han Ling opened her mouth, intending to ask something else.
But behind him came the robot's voice.
The tracked robot, which had appeared behind him at some point, asked:
"Lord Han Ling, there are other guests visiting outside. May I ask if you should open the door?"
Han Ling broke out in a cold sweat instantly. The robot's inorganic eyes were flashing red lights, and Han Ling felt that someone was definitely watching him through this machine.
Upon hearing this, Martin was the first to stand up from the sofa.
"Since someone has come, I won't linger any longer. If you have any questions, you can message me privately on your personal terminal. Your 1 million credits won't be wasted; I'll answer everything I know."
Han Ling stood up and escorted him to the top of the stairs on the second floor.
Male interstellar worms are generally shorter, around 1.7 meters tall.
Han Ling is 1.85 meters tall, about the same height as the Asian female, and you can see Martin's hair whorl when he walks.
Han Ling felt a deep respect for these adorable male insects who worked diligently to maintain the population of hundreds of billions of insects.
Martin went downstairs, and Han Ling returned to the second-floor stands, holding onto the railing and looking down.
When Martin walked to the sensor door, the heavy door, several meters high, opened.
A male insect brushed past Martin and walked in.
Han Ling raised an eyebrow. If the two sides didn't speak, then they must be from different factions.
"Thump!"
As the door closed again, the male insect slowly raised its head, looked up at the second floor, and met Han Ling's gaze.
Aren't you going to come down and greet me?
Han Ling looked at the male insect below and curled his lip.
This male insect has pale golden hair and light brown eyes; from above, it looks like a small potato.
Han Ling tapped the armrest and said:
"Why should I go down? You've come to visit me, don't you need to introduce yourself? Compared to the male insect from before, I have even less desire to chat with you. What should I do? Show him off?"
"You!" Little Potato was furious; his calm demeanor from just moments before instantly crumbled.
Han Ling scoffed, "You little potato brat, you think I can't handle you?"
Han Ling straightened his back, stretched his sleeves, and returned to the sofa where he had been sitting.
"Ta-da!"
After a series of hurried footsteps, the male insect with light golden hair came to Han Ling's side and then sat down on the sofa without any ceremony.
Han Ling tapped the table, reminding him, "Introduce yourself!"
The male insect had just caught its breath when it heard these words and almost died of anger from Han Ling's words.
After a long pause, the male insect raised its chin and arrogantly announced:
“Bernhill Flo”.
The Flor family is quite famous in interstellar space, and is a giant in the industry, wielding absolute power.
But when Han Ling heard this name, he had some doubts.
This name sounds familiar.
Looking at Han Ling's expression, Bern Mountain chuckled, regaining his nonchalant demeanor, and continued:
“I know your name, Han Ling, and I also know what you do.”
"You created the novels and games 'The Innocent Landlord Meets the Tenant' and 'Charge! Top Male Insect Lord'!"
Upon hearing this, Han Ling suddenly realized what was going on and asked:
"You're from the Flo Literature Club? No wonder the surname Flo sounds so familiar."
Bern Hill raised his chin:
"Of course, the Flo Literature Publishing House is just the least significant business of our Flo family."
Han Ling smiled slightly, and for the first time, a violent emotion appeared in his eyes.
This Flo Literature Club has messed with him time and time again, and now they're even offering themselves up. Do they really think he's easy to bully?
Han Ling leaned back, crossed his legs, and asked:
"So, what brings you here now?"
Bern Hill holds up three fingers:
"I'm here to warn you, there are three things you must never do."
The first thing to do is not to think about seducing the second prince.
The second thing is that I hope you can delete that game and novel immediately.
Thirdly, if you can't do the above two things, you won't live past next month. I mean it.
Upon hearing this, Han Ling scoffed. This Bern Hill had truly taken the ugly face of capitalists to the extreme.
This sense of class, this arrogant and condescending attitude, really makes you want to beat him up.
However, given that male insects fight like they're tearing each other apart with no real fighting power, Han Ling doesn't plan to take action himself.
He simply nodded and smiled:
"Alright then, since you've put it that way, I'd really like to give it a try."
"I'd like to see how you plan to take down this double black!"
After Han Ling finished speaking, he turned on the personal terminal without hesitation.
One-click summoning of the male insect manager – Edwards.
Han Ling laughed and said, "I've already recorded what you said."
Upon hearing this, Bern Hill stood up abruptly, his expression twisting once more.
At the same time, the sound of a creaking door opening on the first floor rang out.
The female insect Edwards leaped directly from the doorway to the second floor and stood on the railing of the second-floor viewing platform.
Wearing a meticulously tailored suit and with an expressionless face, Edwards stared at Han Ling, awaiting instructions.
Han Ling didn't speak, but simply clicked on the recording from earlier and played it once.
From the moment Bern Hill made those harsh threats against Han Ling until the very end.
Han Ling crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa, waiting to watch the two potato dogs fight.
Han Ling was eager to know how the power of the family and the power of management would resolve their conflicts.
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