Chapter 23
Written in front, because the website requires the Zerg protagonist to have a foreign name,
Attacker: Arthur
Subject: Milo
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Several bodies were lying on the large soft bed, and the morning light filtered through the window, outlining their ambiguous outlines.
The room is full of spring colors.
The young man in the center of the soft bed was wearing a black silk nightgown with his chest casually open, revealing his solid chest.
A little bird was jumping on the branch outside the window, and its shadow fell on the young man's straight nose.
The young man's eyelids twitched and he opened his eyes.
Lian Yu suddenly sat up.
New world?
[Yes, yes!]
Tutu kindly reminds:
[This world is set in the Zerg race. Xiaoyu's name in this world is Arthur. Do you still remember?]
At this time, the other people on the bed had also woken up one after another.
A burly man rubbed his eyes and came towards Arthur with a scorching heat:
"Master, please rest for a while."
But before the man could really get close to her, Arthur pushed him away.
The air suddenly became stagnant.
The men on the bed also came to their senses at this moment. They exchanged glances with each other and quickly began to serve Arthur in their respective roles.
Arthur looked at himself in the mirror.
The young man in the mirror was lean, thin-muscled, and his skin was so pale it was almost transparent. His long, light-blonde hair fell, covering his beautifully curved shoulders and neck.
He raised his head slightly, and looked with contentment at several female insects who were taller, stronger, and more powerful than him, busying around him like noble princes.
There is every reason for this leisurely attitude.
After all, even if you put aside his identity, this face alone can easily win the hearts of a group of female insects.
Gather your long hair into a ponytail and let it fall forward over your shoulders.
Below him, the tall and strong female insect was kneeling on one knee, tying the last knot on Arthur's military boots.
Arthur looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly stood up.
"Hero!"
Military boots trotted down the corridor.
There was a figure kneeling in the living room at the end of the corridor.
The short light white hair fell in front of his forehead, hiding his eyes in shadow, making him look very pitiful.
But Arthur knew that this was just a fierce dog locked in a cage.
Violent dogs will never truly surrender; this is rebellion engraved in their genes.
Arthur grabbed the young man by the collar.
The chain around the young man's neck began to jingle.
"Qin Yi!"
He forced the young man to look directly into his eyes, his long hair sweeping across the side of his face:
"You really followed me. What are you planning?"
The young man's eyes shrank back, like a frightened white rabbit.
"Master, I don't understand what you are saying."
Pretend, keep pretending.
Arthur gritted his teeth and sneered.
"Why don't you play the master-disciple game anymore?"
The young man's eyelashes trembled: "If the master likes it, the slave can do it too."
Arthur almost laughed out loud.
Without giving the other party a chance to quibble, Arthur tore open the young man's shirt, and the buttons flew off. The young man tried to pick them up in a panic, but Arthur grabbed his shoulders and pressed him against the wall.
The skin is completely exposed to air.
The young man's fragile abdomen rose and fell rapidly under Arthur's palm, gradually turning red.
Arthur was stunned.
His waist and abdomen were covered with hideous scars, including knife wounds and gunshot wounds.
But the tiny flesh-pink scratch left when the inner elixir was cut out could not be found.
Could it be that this person is really not Qin Yi?
[…light rain]
Tutu hesitated and said:
[Have you forgotten, Qin Yi... is dead.]
Arthur froze suddenly.
What does it mean to be dead?
He had played with himself so freely, and now he was told that he was dead? How could it be possible!?
“Ouch!”
With a low cry, the tall and strong female insect on the soft bed caught up.
It seems that she is the most favored among Arthur's female servants.
The man glared at the kneeling young man with disdain:
"My Lord, how could you let such a vulgar person dirty your hands? Milo, I knew you were dishonest. Even after being punished, you still tried to seduce my Lord!"
"go out."
Arthur held his forehead.
"Get out now."
The maid raised her chin at Milo.
"Don't you understand what people are saying?"
"I'm talking to you."
Arthur interrupted the maid impatiently, his brows glaring:
"Don't understand?"
"yes."
The female servant shuddered and ran out as if she was being chased by a ghost.
Arthur turned around and sat down on the sofa beside him, with his fingers pressed against his brow.
"Tutu, tell me the plot."
After saying that, Arthur glanced at Milo who was kneeling on the ground. Milo couldn't hear his conversation with Tutu, but he bit his lip nervously because of his presence.
[OK! ]
Tutu jumped out, speaking very quickly:
[In this world, Xiaoyu, you are a male insect general with a high opinion of yourself. The emperor arranged a marriage for you to marry the female insect you despise the most—the protagonist, the bottom. Today is your first day of marriage.]
Arthur remembered that on the first night of their marriage, Arthur made the protagonist kneel in the living room for the entire night, while he summoned several female servants to do whatever they wanted on their marriage bed.
[To vent your frustration, you tortured the protagonist to the point of being unrecognizable, and later forced him to bear your child. Although the protagonist is a highly decorated general, his female identity leaves him isolated and helpless. Therefore, he harbors hatred and lurks by your side until...]
Until I met the protagonist.
The protagonist, Gong, is ostensibly the lieutenant of the protagonist, but in reality, he is the young prince of the dynasty. With the help of the protagonist, the protagonist, Shu, gradually climbs up the ladder, eventually overthrowing the male insect's rule and establishing a dynasty belonging to the female insect.
And Arthur is the first sacrifice for the protagonist to sharpen his political tactics.
Arthur lowered his eyes.
Ding-dong, ding-dong——
The young man crawled over on his knees step by step, then knelt down at Arthur's feet, consciously acting as a footstool.
Arthur's military boots tapped the ground with a thud, and the young man shuddered all over and drooped his head even lower.
I clearly feel humiliated.
[Does Xiaoyu still remember her mission?]
Tutu's tone became inexplicably serious.
"certainly."
Seeing that Tutu was still looking at him, Arthur pursed his lips:
"My mission is to eliminate the protagonist's resentment towards me."
[Then, Comrade Arthur, please recite Article 5 of the Tasker's Code of Conduct.]
Arthur suddenly raised his eyes and suddenly realized what Tutu was reminding him:
"The tasker should maintain a sufficient psychological distance from the taskee and is prohibited from shielding or being tempted."
[Xiaoyu, do you know why this rule was established?]
Of course Arthur knew it; it was a well-told story.
Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, before Arthur came to the Administration, a tasker fell in love with the cannon fodder in the story while performing a mission in the small world. In order to take the cannon fodder away from the small world, the tasker stole the timeline.
The timeline is the core of the universe. Once the timeline deviates from its proper position, the entire universe will come to a standstill.
Later, the tasker who made a big mistake was caught and taken back to the Time Management Bureau, but the timeline was lost in the small world and disappeared.
[Replacing the lost timeline, trapped in the wilderness forever, neither dead nor alive, until loneliness erodes them completely.]
Tutu had a blank expression on his face.
[This is the end of that tasker.]
"Why are you telling me this?"
Arthur stared at the young man at his feet and tapped his shoe lightly:
"Do you think I would make such a stupid mistake?"
Tutu's eyes flashed red, but he didn't answer.
Suddenly, Arthur grabbed the pistol on the sofa.
The black muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at Milo.
Pull the trigger.
[Light rain!]
Bang!
The two sounds overlapped, and then there was the crisp sound of a chain suddenly falling to the ground.
After a while, his eyes, which had been closed in fear, opened, and Milo looked at Arthur in disbelief, his mouth open.
But no sound was made.
"From today on you are free."
The pistol twisted between Arthur's strong knuckles and turned upside down on the table:
"If you want to bring other male insects back, I have no objection. We can each have our own fun."
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