Cute Wings
Alyssa opened her arms to the alien Sewell. This completely defenseless gesture, like a mother opening her arms of tolerance and encouragement to her beloved child, made all the Zerg hearts skip a beat.
Seville, the alien on the other side, was also clearly confused. The beetle serving as Alyssa's mount was on high alert, mentally rehearsing over and over how he would react if the butterfly alien dared to charge: he should first use the upward momentum of his exoskeleton to fling the insect mother away, then use his claws to pierce the butterfly's abdomen...
But the rehearsal in his mind was just a rehearsal. The alien remained motionless. A mirror-like film formed on the surface of the alien's gray-purple compound eyes, protecting it from cosmic radiation. From those large compound eyes, he could see the reflection of the golden insect mother, her arms open wide to embrace him.
Alyssa wasn’t sure if Seville could hear her voice, so she spoke word by word with great effort: “Let me help you. I can help you.”
Two golden mental tentacles stretched out from her open arms. The tentacles stretched longer and longer, and when they rested on Sevier's head, his body trembled noticeably.
As her spiritual tentacles reached inward to explore Seville's spiritual world, Alyssa felt as if she were stepping into a thicket of bright red thorns. Countless dried, solidified virgin honey blocked Alyssa's path deeper into Seville's spiritual world. Perhaps this was what Seville's spiritual world looked like after it shattered.
She wanted to find Seville's spiritual anchor.
The first honey was like thorns and broken glass, scratching Alyssa's spiritual tentacles all over. Golden light particles escaped from the wounds, and Alyssa continued to summon her own strength.
"Send... send the meteorite stone to Her Majesty Alyssa!" Gabriel shouted into the microphone. Her Majesty Alyssa's determination was self-evident, and Gabriel could only do his best to pave the way for Her Majesty Alyssa.
A beetle retrieved the meteorite stone Alyssa had left behind from the maneuverable ship and placed the glowing red stone on the claws of the beetle she was standing on. The Zerg's vast mental power fed back to Alyssa's foray into Seville's mental world, but it also made her feel even more like she was about to explode.
Her body was swollen, especially the wing sac on her back. Unbearable bone-gnawing and heart-wrenching pain spread from the wing sac to her limbs and bones. The golden blood mist floating around Alyssa became thicker.
Something was about to come out of the wing sac on her back.
Alisa tried to ignore her own physical body, focusing her full attention on Sevilla's spiritual world, searching for a spiritual anchor. As she delved deeper, the debris of Sevilla's spiritual world grew larger and larger. Sevilla's spiritual world, a futuristic cybercity, felt as if it had been ravaged by earthquakes, tsunamis, and artillery fire. Thick virgin honey clung to the densely woven web, swaying in mid-air. The shattered ground bobbed and sank in a red sea of virgin honey.
Alyssa split her psychic tentacles into countless fine strands, searching for Seville's spiritual anchor in the crumbling steel city. A spiritual anchor is the deepest connection each Zerg forges with the world based on their own life experiences, and it must be the most special existence for Seville.
Golden threads fell from the sky like flowers scattered by fairies, like fireworks and shooting stars, falling from the blood-red sky dripping with honey to every inch of the shattered city.
Finally, Alyssa found a relatively intact piece of land.
When she saw the building standing on the land, she froze.
A Chinese-style courtyard house.
On the night she confided her past trauma to Seville, Seville had asked her, "What was the Siyizhai like when you grew up?"
Alyssa had lived in Siyi Zhai for twenty years and could describe it with her eyes closed: "Upon entering, you're greeted by a screen wall, its blue bricks carved with the phrase 'Flowers Blooming, Wealth and Prosperity'. Beyond the screen wall is a patio paved with bluestone slabs. In the north corner, a three-foot-square pond, bordered by bluestone slabs, houses a few red carp, circling around a Taihu Lake rock."
"The main house is in the north, with three rooms. The middle one is the main hall. There's a rosewood eight-immortal table in the middle, which is also where we practice the piano. The east wing is where the matchmaker and the tutor live. There's another large room next to it where we study and practice calligraphy. The west wing is three large rooms with large bunk beds inside. That's where we and the servants live."
"There's a small door in the southeast corner of the courtyard. People delivering vegetables, water, and ashes all go through there. A peddler hawks his wares there once every two weeks. He makes up particularly amusing rhymes, and every time he comes, the sisters lose their focus on piano practice. Sometimes, the matchmaker opens the door to pick out some rouge, powder, and jewelry..."
Seville squeezed Alyssa’s hand: “You have described it in detail, but it is still difficult for me to imagine it.”
Alyssa looked up and smiled at him: “Once I incorporate your spiritual anchor point, you will be able to see it in my spiritual world.”
Sewell: "I've been enduring this because of your gonad problem, so please don't test me by saying this."
Alyssa blushed. Sewell rested his chin on the top of Alyssa's head, gently stroking the soft hair. "Speaking of which, I'm not afraid of getting angry. While I'm heartbroken about your experiences in the human world, I'm also secretly grateful... for giving me the opportunity to be close to you. Even as I curse this world that trapped you, I can't help but yearn for it. There, grew up the lovely you who is everything I want...
Memories of the past made Alyssa want to laugh and cry at the same time, and the golden blood mist around her eyes increased. Seeing this courtyard that had not been completely destroyed, how could she not know that this was the spiritual anchor of Seville?
A sky of golden threads began to coalesce in front of the courtyard's gate, forming a golden, human-shaped phantom. Alyssa pushed open the door. Sewell had already researched extensively, recreating the Four Arts Hall's appearance in his mind as best he could. Although there were discrepancies in the details, the screen wall at the entrance, the main house to the north, the east and west wings, the corner door in the southwest corner...everywhere reeked of Alyssa's familiarity.
The golden shadow walked into the main room, where a zither was placed on the rosewood eight-immortals table.
Alyssa gently plucked the strings of the piano, and the crisp sound carried her spiritual power, sweeping through this world.
"Her Majesty Alyssa! Ah!" Gabrielle almost pressed her face against the monitor screen. She could clearly see two abnormal bulges on Her Majesty Alyssa's back. "Wing sacs! It's the wing sacs! Ah! Her Majesty Alyssa's wing sacs!"
Gabriel was so frightened that he was incoherent. Could it be that Her Majesty Alyssa was going to skip the secondary pupation process and directly sprout wings in this vacuum universe?
The beetle that served as Alyssa's mount was at a loss. He didn't know why there were two such things bulging out from the back of the insect queen's crown. Even if it was a budding wing, it would have to go through the process of pupation and breaking out of the cocoon, right?
Could it be that some small alien species unknown to the insects had crawled into the insect mother's clothes?
He cried out in his heart that he was offended and tore the clothes on Alyssa's back with his claws.
During the live broadcast, under the gaze of all the Zerg in the universe, and in the reflection of the gray-purple glass compound eyes of the alien Seville, the pink flesh membrane of the wing sacs on Alyssa's back stretched to its limit, and then burst like a soap bubble flying high in the sky.
Although there was no sound, the insects seemed to hear the crisp sound of the soap bubbles bursting.
Three pairs of wings were filled with fluid from the wing sacs, and then slowly unfolded behind Alyssa.
The wings are fluorescent and beautifully shaped, and are the wings of three pairs of the iridescent butterfly.
All the insects recalled the common knowledge of the insect race at the same time: after the insect mother chooses a king, she will often have some racial characteristics of the king's clan when she pupates for the second time, which will make the relationship between the insect mother and the king closer.
Her Majesty Alyssa has grown the wings of a phantom butterfly!
Its wings fluttered a few times behind Alyssa, then adjusted to the optimal angle and rushed towards the alien species, Seville. A brilliant mating pattern appeared on Alyssa's wings, rising from bottom to top.
Alyssa clearly saw her mating pattern in the reflection of Seville's compound eyes.
She smiled gently:
“It’s really beautiful.”
One minute, two minutes, three minutes.
In Seville's spiritual world, Alyssa has finished playing a courtship song. She finally understands that after Seville fell in love with her, they became each other's spiritual anchors.
This is her confession.
She wanted her lover to see: I am here.
Your spiritual anchor is right here.
Wake up.
The alien Seville seemed to have forgotten to breathe. His abdomen no longer rose and fell, but just floated there quietly, looking at Alyssa with her wings spread and mating patterns shining in front of him.
The glowing red meteorite floated before Alyssa. All the Zerg heard a long, heavy heartbeat in their inner worlds:
"My child..."
A dazzling red light emanated from the meteorite stone, blinding almost every insect that was paying attention to the confrontation between the insect mother and the alien species.
The red light finally overwhelmed Alyssa, and she closed her eyes. A hazy, golden, bloody mist enveloped her. The moment her eyes closed, her mental connection with the alien Seville was severed. The pain in her body, which she had forced herself to forget, washed over her. Before she lost consciousness, Alyssa's last thought was:
"Mother...did I...do it?"
Amidst Gabriel's screams, the beetle retrieved the Worm Mother, now drained of all strength and no longer radiant with golden light. As the golden glow faded, a closer inspection revealed tiny cracks all over the Worm Mother's skin, not to mention the shattered wing sacs. The Worm Mother seemed unable to retract her wings. Captain Ryan carefully placed the Worm Mother between his second appendage and abdomen and flew at top speed towards the Pompeii.
No one cared about the alien butterfly, it just kept floating in the universe.
It was not until a long, long time later that the alien butterfly finally moved.
He spread out the relatively intact half of his wings, and the gorgeous mating pattern lit up from bottom to top on his wings.
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