Chapter 1
Amidst the vast universe dotted with stars, a colossal mothership traverses nebulae like a floating island, surrounded by numerous escort ships gleaming with a cold, silvery light, their menacing cannons aimed at any invading enemy.
The first warship of Honor Starship, stern compartment.
"Hill, are you really sure? This is far too risky—" The dark-haired man, Bright, couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
“Of course.” The little male insect standing beside him gazed at the boundless starry sky outside the alloy glass capsule, his eyes calm, with even a few scattered starlight visible upon closer inspection. “The Marshal’s men are almost here. You should go.”
His dark green eyes glanced at the other male insect lying on the ground, seemingly lifeless, and signaled to Bright to leave quickly so as not to give them any leverage.
Bright's lips twitched. He was speechless at the bewitched male insect. Finally, he raised his hand and said, "The encrypted contact information has been sent to your personal computer. Contact me anytime if you need anything."
The little male insect nodded absentmindedly, only glancing nervously at the time on his personal terminal.
With fifteen minutes remaining until 11 o'clock, based on the marshal's fluent answering of his schedule, the marshal should finish his official duties quickly, and then...
Soon, I will meet Marshal Celtic.
Bright's worries were clearly unnecessary, because less than fifteen minutes after he left, the little male's personal terminal was confiscated. The person who came to take the little male away was Lieutenant General Dick, a loyal subordinate of Marshal Celtic. Hill did not hesitate at all when he took off the personal terminal and handed it to the lieutenant general.
The bow section of the starship had clearly been cleared out at night. The only sounds along the way were my own footsteps and Vice Admiral Dick verifying the hatch. After passing through a series of heavily guarded hatches, I finally arrived at the core area of the starship.
— Marshal Celtic's room.
As the empire's strongest female military commander, who is under forty years old and commands the First Military Department, and is the empire's most valiant and skilled female insect in all of history, her residence is this colossal spaceship, the core control room of this Star Sea Kingdom.
He commanded this colossal ship, bringing lasting glory and precious peace to the empire.
Thinking of this, Hill's breathing became slightly heavier. Standing in front of the hatch, he subconsciously clenched his fists, his palms slightly sweaty, and his heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would jump out of his chest.
Dick glanced at the nervous male insect, a faint hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. The pampered male insect of the empire was about to witness how terrified he would become of the god of death, the marshal.
The hatch was finally verified, and a faint white light shone through the crack in the door. Soon, a large amount of light poured down, and the night lights followed Hill's unwavering gaze onto the female soldier sitting behind the desk.
He wore a meticulously tailored dark blue military uniform, with only the collar slightly open to reveal his brown chest. The well-tailored uniform accentuated his well-defined muscles, highlighting his broad back and narrow waist, making him strong and agile.
The bulging arm muscles symbolize the strongest dominance of the 3S-class female empire, capable of destroying an interstellar behemoth at any time.
Completely different from the live broadcast on StarNet and the glimpse from afar in the palace, those sharp and arrogant gray eyes pressed down on Hill's heart.
The marshal was looking at me, and Hill's heart nearly stopped; he dared not move.
As he stared intently at Celt, Celt also noticed the young male insect.
Without a doubt, this is a beautiful little male insect, with fair skin, delicate features, and green eyes as clear and bright as emeralds on a crown. It must have just taken a bath, as its short golden hair is slightly damp and sticks to its temples.
Young and handsome, he was the object of pursuit for all the females in the Zerg world where the male-to-female ratio was 100:1. Unfortunately, his level was too low.
A dark glint flashed in Celt's eyes as he examined the D-rank male insect.
This is a pretty good level. It can soothe his mental turmoil and provide him with some mental energy, but it cannot permanently mark him. It's a good thing before he marries the prince.
The moment Dick saw the marshal's gaze, he knew he was no longer needed here. He nodded slightly and left.
As I was leaving, I caught a glimpse of the young male insect still standing in the same spot and couldn't help but sneer for a moment. He looked terrified and refused to move forward, a useless male insect that wanted to curry favor with the powerful but hesitated to advance.
The empire's male insects are nothing more than this.
The hatch slowly closed, leaving only Hill and Celt in the enclosed space. Celt looked at the still motionless little male insect, his gray eyes darkening.
"come over."
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Chu Han is the kind of scumbag protagonist in dark fantasy novels who cheats the protagonist out of money and emotions, tramples on and tortures him, and is ultimately judged by justice.
One day, Chu Han was suddenly thrown back to save the world.
Because the protagonist, who turned to the dark side, committed suicide for love, dragging the world down with him.
Chu Han: Wait, when they told me to be a jerk, they didn't say I'd come back, did they?
Ancient World
Chu Han was an ambitious fake eunuch who had painstakingly plotted for ten years to poison the emperor who favored him and install a three-year-old mentally disabled child on the throne. Just as he was about to wreak havoc on the court and seize power, he was suddenly transported back to his own time.
Chu Han: What time is it now? Where is my beloved Majesty?
System: You just poisoned His Majesty. He's on his last breath in the coffin and is about to crawl out and tear you apart by chariots.
Chu Han: ? ? ! Your Majesty, let me explain!
The emperor crawled out of the coffin with a sinister look on his face, his bloodied index finger pinching the chin of the femme fatale. His voice was low and sinister: "Alright, Grand Eunuch, explain, explain, explain properly to me."
Falsehood and truth intertwine; ruthless scumbag top vs. sinister, yandere, and darkened bottom.
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