Chapter 9 Contraceptive "Come here, sweetie..."
"What, what pheromones?" Vincent was taken aback, then quickly came to his senses.
Vison was no longer completely clueless like before. From the insects' reaction when Fipos mentioned pheromones last time, and from his recollection of what he had read in the book, he had come to understand that pheromones were an extremely private and ambiguous thing.
In the Zerg race, the pheromones of high-level male Zerg will cause low-level female Zerg to become aroused, and the pheromones of high-level male and female Zerg with extremely high compatibility will also cause each other to become aroused.
Male insects learn to control and release pheromones from a young age, and their pheromones are generally very faint and not easily revealed.
Female insects produce almost no pheromones under normal circumstances, but they produce intense pheromones during mating, a trait that many male insects find repulsive.
But Vison, being from out of town, didn't even know what pheromones were, let alone how to control them.
According to Fipos, and judging from his slightly tilted head, Adam's apple bobbing up and down, veins bulging on his forehead, and his heavy breathing... Vincent felt his face getting even hotter, and the area behind his ears and his neck were all red and burning.
He couldn't have released pheromones unconsciously; Fipos probably thought he did it on purpose, and even that he was seducing him! Just thinking about it made Vincent feel like countless ants were crawling all over his body.
However, his reaction was a bit too much. As a male insect, shouldn't the pheromones he releases be very faint and light?
But Vincent felt that the entire insect of Feppos was emitting heat, and he could feel a faint heat wave when he put his arm close to it. The breathing was even more intense than when Feppos had reached his climax.
While releasing pheromones was his problem, even if we take a step back, didn't Feppos himself have no problems at all?
Vison mentally tried to justify himself with weak and feeble excuses.
Vison was completely unaware of how toxic and persistent his pheromones were.
After sensing the intense fluctuations in the subject's emotions, the pheromones became stronger and more active. Feibos felt that the pheromones surrounding him were becoming more and more numerous and tighter, and some of them had even reached out to a hidden gap, bringing up water droplets.
"Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'm a little embarrassed now." Vincent apologized stammeringly.
What's the difference between this and harassing someone while simultaneously apologizing, saying "I couldn't control myself, please bear with me"? Fipos probably thinks he's a pervert inside!
Vison thought helplessly, silently condemning himself, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to hide in.
"How can I help you?" Vison asked sincerely, trying to salvage the situation.
Fipos looked up at him. His usually clear pupils were now deep and dark, with a lustful crimson hue, and even a slight lack of focus. He put his hat back on, as if trying to create some kind of barrier in vain.
His hat obscured most of his expression, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.
After a long while, Fei Bosi finally spoke, his voice cold and hoarse, like a traveler who hadn't had water for days. The usual looseness in his voice had completely disappeared, replaced by utter tension: "If you don't have anything else you'd like to see, I'll take you to your room."
Vincent had no objection, of course. Now that he knew he couldn't control his pheromones, he had to try to avoid other insects, otherwise... Vincent thought about the consequences, no, no, no, he couldn't believe it.
Along the way, there was one insect and one person, no, it should be said that there were two insects. Both insects were unusually quiet, and the only sound echoing in the corridor was Feibosi's increasingly obvious, heavy, and restrained breathing.
Finally, they stopped in a room at the bow of the ship.
"Your Excellency Vison, we have arrived at your room." Fipos opened the door and finally spoke, but his voice was even hoarseer, as if it were being pulled from his vocal cords. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
The room had large windows on three sides, offering glimpses of bizarre and beautiful nebulae and mysterious and dangerous cosmic scenes that seemed almost within reach. The space was vast, and the decorations and furnishings were clearly of high quality. Vincent, who had grown up in a wealthy family and had a keen eye, immediately recognized that this room was definitely not a guest room, but rather possibly the exclusive room of the spaceship's owner.
This guess was confirmed when he smelled a barely perceptible orange scent in the room.
Vison is a bit of a clean freak and has trouble sleeping in different beds. Sometimes when he stays in a hotel for a competition, he always feels that the hotel is very unclean and uncomfortable, and the smell makes him feel uncomfortable, which makes it impossible for him to fall asleep. The next day, due to lack of sleep, he has a cold face, which further confirms the rumors that he is aloof, arrogant and doesn't like to talk to people.
Before coming to the room, he was prepared to feel uncomfortable and out of place, since he was not only completely unfamiliar with the place but also new to this strange world. However, when he smelled the familiar orange scent, he was surprised to calm down. The refreshing orange scent dispelled his discomfort and made him feel at ease in a strange environment for the first time.
Fipos Gritsian.
Vison rolled the name around in his mouth, but didn't say it out loud.
Even though she rejected him, she still made arrangements with exceptional thoughtfulness. Why? Just because he was a male insect?
"Where do you live?" Vison asked unexpectedly, a question that went beyond the usual social distancing guidelines.
Fipos, however, did not mind at all. He stopped in front of the adjacent door and replied rather obediently, "I live next to you. Please call me if you need anything, Lord Vison."
Since he didn't claim credit, Vison accepted the offer without asking and nodded.
But Fipos didn't turn around for a long time. Instead, he stared straight at him, exuding an intimidating aura. Just looking at him was somewhat frightening.
"Is there anything else?"
Vinson watched as he pursed his lips, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally spoke, saying something seemingly out of the blue: "Lord Vinson, some female soldiers are very good at sweet talk."
These words immediately reminded Vincent of the bastard in front of him. Just the night before, the bastard had been sweet-talking him and obediently resting his face on Vincent's hand, but as soon as he got out of bed, he wanted to sever ties with Vincent.
Is this another reminder to him? Does he think that after being rejected, he will continue to shamelessly pursue her?
"Ha, thanks for the reminder, General. I won't forget." Vinson let out a cold laugh, turned around angrily and went into the room, slamming the door shut with a loud bang, and added loudly, "I'll never forget."
"......"
Feibos stood quietly in place, his expression darkening. He pursed his lips and stared at the closed door for a long while with dark red eyes before turning around and going back into the next room.
"call......"
Water droplets dripped slowly down the bathroom glass, making a loud splashing sound, but without producing any steam. Only the owner's hot breath hitting the glass created a hazy effect on certain sections.
Fipos stood under the showerhead, in a room set to -10 degrees Celsius. The icy water poured over his head, yet it could not extinguish his lust, his desire, his sin.
He recalled the astonishment the insect doctor had when he visited the clinic that day, seeing that his shattered and seemingly beyond repair mental state had been repaired by 20%.
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"Your compatibility with that gentleman must be extremely high, otherwise it would be impossible for him to recover like this after just one repair. This is simply an incredible miracle! This male insect's level must be extremely high, at least S-rank, no, it should be SS-rank, or even possibly SSS-rank! My God, are we about to witness the birth of a new SSS-rank male insect?! This is simply a miracle of the empire!" The insect doctor became more and more excited as he spoke, his face turning red with excitement. This excitement even overcame his usual fear of Feibos. "Quickly, let that esteemed gentleman come over and take a test!"
"No, not that high. It should be S-rank, SS at most." Fei Bos abandoned his usual casualness and adopted the imposing aura of an admiral, looking at him coldly with an unquestionable tone.
“That is an extremely precious high-grade male insect, a jewel of the empire.” Under Fei Bosi’s cold gaze, the insect doctor dared not say anything more and could only say sullenly.
Phibos deliberately steered the conversation away from this topic, instead asking a question that had been lingering in his mind and causing him distress: "Why am I so sensitive to his pheromones? Even dependent on them?"
Speaking of this, the insect doctor sighed softly: "Because the two of you are highly compatible, and he has already... comforted you, you will be easily affected by his pheromones and even more easily affected by his mental power. Fortunately, according to your description, this gentleman is not very good at using mental power, otherwise you would have a harder time."
The insect doctor paused for a moment. He was an insect doctor from the main branch of the Gesilian family, and he had watched Feibos grow up. The insect doctor couldn't help but advise him: "It's rare that you don't dislike this male insect, and you've already come this far. This male insect can repair your crumbling spiritual sea. General, why don't you try to become his female ruler? If you are a general, you can definitely do it."
"You mean the same as my female father?" Upon hearing this, Fepos sneered sarcastically. Seeing that the Insect Doctor had suddenly become mute, he changed his expression and warned, "Don't mention it again."
Suddenly, Phipps remembered something very important: "Where is the contraceptive?"
"Ah, contraceptives? How come our spaceship has such a thing?" Upon hearing this request, the insect doctor, who had been pretending to be mute, widened his eyes in shock.
Zerg are considered adults at 20 years old, with a lifespan of around 300 years. Their prime years are extremely long, but their birth rate is terrifyingly low. Many male Zerg, even with a dozen or so female servants and diligent work, may only have 5-6 offspring by the time they reach around 150 years old. The probability of conceiving on the first try is close to 0.
Moreover, many male insects suffer from a kind of depression that goes against nature. Unlike female insects that follow nature, desire to continue the species, and yearn for their own offspring, many male insects are unwilling to let female insects give birth to their offspring.
Therefore, if the male insect is willing to leave the hope of bearing offspring in the female insect's body, the female insect considers it an honor. Only female insects that are not favored and are rejected by the male insect need to be forcibly fed contraceptives.
Contraceptives, which have little market demand, naturally became rare.
Fepos remained silent, his dark red eyes fixed on the Insect Doctor, the pressure palpable.
Seeing this, the insect doctor had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and buried himself in the search. He searched the entire clinic several times and finally found the contraceptive in a corner. The bottle was covered in dust and the stopper seemed to be missing a small piece.
As the most advanced spaceship in the empire, it naturally has everything, but this thing has been sitting there for who knows how many decades.
This thing should be sealed properly, so it hasn't lost its medicinal properties, right?
The insect doctor muttered to himself, but before he could even study it, it was taken away by Feibos.
"I'll come back for a follow-up appointment tomorrow." Fibonacci opened the bottle, downed the drink in one gulp, and turned to leave briskly.
"You are now very susceptible to being induced to become aroused by that gentleman's pheromones, so you must be extra careful..." As soon as he left, the insect doctor didn't have time to think about anything else and muttered to his back.
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At that time, Fei Bosi did not take the insect doctor's words to heart. He had always been abstinent and had passed the army's special training on male insect pheromones for many years. The last time was just an accident caused by a mental disturbance. Now his mental state was calm, so how could he be easily affected?
But the moment he stood next to that gentleman, and felt the barely perceptible glacial pheromones emanating from him, he knew he was making a grave mistake.
But it was too late. The glacier's pheromones, like hunters lying in ambush, finally caught their long-awaited prey. How could they let their prey escape? It was extremely restrained that they didn't swallow their prey whole.
"Forehead......"
Even with the cold water turned up to the maximum, it was still useless.
How could this be? Even though he had escaped, Feibos still felt the glacial pheromones lingering in his nose, triggering an intense craving in his body.
What is that lady doing now? Fipos's hand involuntarily moved downwards, his mind filled with that beautiful and noble face.
He suddenly regretted it, regretted giving him his original house. He told himself that he should give the best to the high-ranking male insect, which was why he gave him the house, but he knew he couldn't fool himself. If it were any other male insect, he wouldn't have been given the house, and might have been assigned a place 800 meters away from his house.
Rather, it's more accurate to say that they felt Lord Vison deserved the best, so they gave him the room, which has now sparked all sorts of speculation.
Will he sit in his usual office chair, or lie on that slightly hard bed? Will he smell the lingering scent of oranges? Will he like it? ...or hate it?
My mind is in a mess and I can't sort out my thoughts.
He desecrated Him while simultaneously loathing himself.
“Visen…Visen…”
Unaware of his surroundings, Phipps murmured repeatedly the name of the noble male insect.
In the Zerg race, only permitted house Zerg can directly address a high-ranking male Zerg by his name.
Separated by a wall, the bathroom is closest to the adjacent room.
Phibes wondered irrationally, would he see him? Would he see him struggling to break free yet still unable to control his base and despicable desire for him?
The already turbulent sea was further battered by even more violent waves, which propelled surfers to their highest points.
In a daze, he seemed to see Vincent smiling gently at his disheveled state, a doting, indulgent smile that only appeared before he rejected him: "Sweetie, come here."
As if bewitched, Fipos reached out and touched the glass, only to find it cold and hard.
A liquid, as smooth as water, splashed onto the glass, leaving it mottled.
Awakening from a deep dream.
Fipose fell as if dehydrated.
"It's over," he thought.
A note from the author:
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Sen: He let me stay in his room; he cares about me.
Fei: He's willing to stay in my room; he cares about me.
This chapter is a bit long.
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