Upon hearing this voice, Balo felt a long-lost warmth in his heart. He couldn't help but look up, only to see a gigantic figure that looked like a monster.
Black, writhing threads wrapped around his entire body, piled up one after another, making it impossible to see what he actually was; he looked utterly terrifying.
Seeing this horrifying scene, Barlow's heart skipped a beat. He felt a little uneasy and began to look around curiously.
There was nothing here except for the monster and himself.
However, when Barlow looked down at himself, he was even more shocked. He himself was also a thin black tentacle!
Just like the slime mold that grows on rotten fruit.
Thinking of what the monster said about giving him a new set of bones and bringing him back to life, Ballow didn't care about those words.
The idea of growing a new set of bones was a pipe dream for the Zerg.
How many Zerg have lost control of their mental energy? Probably too many to count.
Their demise was sealed once they were injected with the Tri-Blood Detoxifier.
Even in the interstellar age, scientists have not been able to fully understand the mysteries of the human body.
Otherwise, the Zerg wouldn't have been plagued by gender imbalance for so many years.
But Balo didn't know that, with their mental tendrils connected, his thoughts and ideas were being perceived by the monster before him.
The writhing black monster chuckled softly:
"You think I look scary or disgusting?"
Actually, this is just my mental energy.
The larger the volume of the accumulated mental energy tendrils, the stronger the mental energy.
In reality, I am a male insect with strong mental power.
As for your health issues, leave them to me.
The male insect's words exuded a convincing confidence, and Barlow subconsciously asked:
"You're a male insect? How is that possible! All the male insects are on Aphrodite! Wait! Could it be that you, like that Lord Han Ling, are from the Yao Clan?"
“Yes, that’s right. Relax from now on and leave everything to me.” After the male insect responded directly, it stopped talking and used its mental energy tendrils to tightly wrap around Balo.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Barlow was unable to resist the male insect's words, seemingly due to a form of mental suppression.
When Barlow completely relaxed and was tightly wrapped, he could actually feel his own heartbeat!
His consciousness seemed to be stuck in a state between sleep and wakefulness. He saw himself, like an outsider, lying in the snow.
He seemed to see a very thin black thread emerging from his mind, constantly moving outwards, and finally reaching near his heart.
The cold voice of that Radiant Clan male insect echoed in his mind once more:
“We start with the sternum, the bone here that protects all your organs, such as the heart, lungs, and trachea.”
hiss!
Barlow felt a fine, tingling pain, like an electric current crawling through his body, which gave him goosebumps.
The mysterious black tendrils swayed incessantly. Like the most precise threads, they pierced through the shattered bone fragments, connecting them piece by piece, as if reconstructing them, returning the bones to their rightful place.
These black tendrils, capable of connecting fragmented bones, were far more delicate than Barlow had imagined.
A fine, ticklish sensation caused Barlow's body to twitch involuntarily.
The bone, only half-repaired, had a cross-section like a sharp spike, seemingly ready to pierce the ever-beating heart at any moment.
The male insect of the Yao Clan noticed this and spurred more fine black tendrils to emerge from its brain. These black tendrils coiled around the heart, protecting it from damage.
Barlow felt as if his heart was being caressed.
The male insect's voice rang out, its tone somewhat infatuated:
"This is the breath of life. It's still beating tenaciously, and you must survive too. Next, repair your upper limbs."
The black tendrils swiftly swam to Barlow's arm.
Tiny bone fragments were continuously pierced by the black thread, and then neatly pieced back together.
Just after the arm was pieced together, a miraculous scene unfolded.
Those disordered blood vessels and nerves seemed to sense the opportunity for their master's life; they miraculously wriggled and returned to their original positions.
“Next is the scapula,” the male insect of the Yao Clan murmured.
The thin black threads, seemingly familiar with every aspect of Barlow's body, rapidly repaired it.
His scapula connected his upper limbs and his torso.
"Next is your spine. Seven cervical vertebrae, twelve thoracic vertebrae, five lumbar vertebrae, one sacrum. And the coccyx."
As the male insect spoke, a fine, ticklish sensation emanated from Barlow's body.
This time, Barlow finally couldn't help but groan. The intense pain, mixed with a throbbing sensation, made him clench his teeth.
Despite the excruciating pain, Barlow did not close his eyes. He watched as the black thread emerged from his broken bones, continuously stitching together new bone fragments.
The bones, like assembled building blocks, are rebuilt.
Barlow witnessed a miracle and his own rebirth.
Excitement and pain mingled together, and waves of sorrow welled up in his heart. Barlow couldn't help but ask:
"Are you an omnipotent god, or a doctor?"
The male insect chuckled softly, and Balo felt his so-called mental energy tendrils being tightened once again.
The male insect whispered in his ear:
"I am not a god, nor a doctor, I am just a pervert."
From this day forward, your body can only belong to me.
You do not have the right to dispose of it at will.
I will keep you alive; you will belong entirely to me until your heart stops beating completely.
Barrow fell silent upon hearing this, unsure whether it was a sweet nothing or a vow.
He stood there, somewhat bewildered and stunned, unsure how to respond.
Before this, he had never even seen a male insect, nor could he understand what those words meant.
He never imagined that one day a male insect would save him.
As time passed, Barlow relaxed in the male insect's embrace. A fine, itchy sensation tormented him, reminding him that he was still alive. Sleepiness washed over him, and he drifted off to sleep.
Sensing that Balo was asleep, the male insect of the Yao Clan quickened its pace, and more spiritual tendrils emerged from Balo's brain, constantly repairing Balo's body.
I don't know how much time passed, or how many strands of mental energy I used.
The male insect mechanically repeats the same task.
He carefully picked up tens of millions of shattered bone fragments, piece by piece, and pieced them together to form a complete image of his beloved.
When Barlow's body was restored to its original state.
The male insect of the Yao Clan gritted its teeth, enduring the excruciating pain that felt like its soul was being torn apart, and deliberately severed its connection with those spiritual tendrils.
Mental energy tendrils are like nerves. A light touch is enough to destroy a person's mental energy, let alone actively severing it.
This kind of pain can make people think, "Why am I not dead yet?"
The moment so many spiritual tendrils were severed, the male insect of the Yao Clan immediately became listless.
Just like deliberately severing limbs, at this moment, the Yao Clan male insect was no different from a cripple, and even its enormous size, as large as an asteroid, was reduced by a third.
Above this C-class agricultural planet in space, several tiny spatial rifts revealed numerous strands of spiritual energy, all belonging to male insects of the Yao Clan.
They found their partners, who lived on this C-class planet.
They were also watching Barlow.
When they saw Balo's body restored to its original state, they couldn't help but discuss the Radiant Clan male insect:
"He has lost most of his mental energy. I'm afraid he won't be able to come to the Zerg in the short term. It may add another two or three years to the waiting period. He can forget about coming out anytime soon."
As soon as the hoarse voice rang out:
"That's right, but if he doesn't take action, then his partner will really be gone, and he will be forever lost in the river of time."
If it were me, I would choose to do that too.
When the snow stopped falling.
The north wind howled across the snow-covered wilderness.
The crystal-clear snowflakes danced wildly in the wind, and after the sun rose, they melted into a drop of liquid under the sunlight and evaporated into the air.
"Huff, huff, huff."
A faint but steady breathing sound came from the snow.
As the sun rose, Balo, who was lying in the field, suddenly opened his eyes.
Heavy snowflakes seeped through his eyelashes and into his eyes, the icy touch making Barlow's heart skip a beat.
He actually survived!
By this time, Barlow's face was red from the cold, and his lips had turned pale and purple.
The snowflakes that fell at night had long since melted into water at his body temperature, seeping into his neck and soaking his clothes.
Barlow lay there quietly on the ground, not daring to move, afraid that it was all just a dream, afraid that it was all just his delusion.
When the sun moves from the east to the west.
The north wind howled and swept past hundreds of times.
Even the most beautiful illusions will eventually be shattered. Barlow finally couldn't help but move his fingers; he couldn't deceive himself.
But the next second, Barlow felt the familiar muscles.
He can control his fingers! He can actually control his fingers!
Barlow could no longer contain his joy. He nimbly sat up, and the familiar feeling of controlling his body was back!
Even his mind was clear; someone had regulated his mental energy, and it no longer surged violently!
Barlow raised his hand in surprise, turning it over and over to look at it.
Everything seemed exactly the same as it had been before the events of yesterday; he was still alive, still himself.
Yesterday, he spent the night with the resolve and will to die.
But the thing that made him want to die was resolved in such a way after just one night?
Barlow was filled with unexpected surprise and emotion.
Overwhelmed by the immense surprise, Barlow sat there dumbfounded.
After a long while, he remembered something: since he was alive, where was the one who had healed him yesterday? Where was that male insect?
Thinking of this, Barlow could no longer hold back.
He bent his knees and stood up, searching the wilderness for the figure of the male insect.
But there was no trace of him anywhere; on the snow-covered earth, he was all alone.
This realization made Barlow's breathing quicken. He didn't even know what the male insect looked like. The male insect had just disappeared.
Some pessimistic thoughts of "trading one's life for another" lingered in Barlow's mind.
Barlow's mind was filled with all sorts of bad ideas.
Did that male insect die trying to save him?
Anxiety was growing in Barlow's heart.
Suddenly, Barlow remembered yesterday's news.
He suddenly remembered the introduction about the Yao Clan male insect given by Lord Han Ling in yesterday's news.
He didn't listen carefully to that introduction, nor did he take notes.
But now, he desperately wants to know everything about the Yao Clan.
He wondered where the male insect who had saved him was now.
As if grasping at a last straw, Balo quickly stood up, faced the wind, and ran rapidly into the distance.
The biting wind, mixed with snowflakes, constantly lashed against Balo's wet clothes, but he felt no cold, only focused on hurrying on his way.
His personal computer had already completed its final mission and initiated the self-destruct program last night when he gave up his will to live.
Now he needs to return to the town, find the repair shop for his quantum computer, and reactivate it.
He wants to watch yesterday's news again!
He wanted to review Han Ling's introduction to the Yao Clan again.
After trekking for more than ten kilometers, Balo braved the wind and snow to return to the edge of the farmland.
The night passed, and the aircraft remained quietly waiting in the same spot, only now it was covered with a layer of fresh snow.
The aircraft has welcomed its new owner.
The moment Barlow entered the aircraft, a warm and strong gust of wind blew in, seemingly trying to dry Barlow's clothes and remove the dampness.
After planning the return route and starting the aircraft, Barlow's lips had turned bluish-purple. He stared at his wrist, seemingly marveling at the integrity of his bones.
The story unconsciously came to mind.
The story of "I was cuckolded and devoured by the neighboring male insect" ends with this.
In the novel, Bruce, the male insect, carrying a full cache of energy stones, boards a spaceship alone bound for space, searching for his beloved, the one he cherishes most.
At this moment, Barlow finally understood the ending.
The full cache of energy stones represents Bruce's last hope, and the story may ultimately have a happy ending.
Bruce did not die in space, nor did he die while wandering the stars. Instead, at the very last moment when his energy stone was exhausted, he found his lover who had been wandering the stars.
Now, Barlow's feelings are almost the same as Bruce's in the novel.
Bruce deliberately walked towards destruction, seeking a glimmer of hope within it.
The same is true of Barlow, and he has been reborn from destruction.
All Balo wants to know now is where the Radiant male insect that saved him is and when they can meet.
After an unknown amount of time, the aircraft finally returned to the skies above the town.
When the aircraft landed at the town's quantum computer repair shop, Barlow rushed out and quickly went to the repair shop's counter.
"Boss, I need to reactivate the quantum computer! Quickly!"
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