Chapter 94
But that's how it should be, and that's how things should be.
His identity, the role he has always played, is that of an elder, offering comfort with tolerance and gentleness, and showing thoughtful consideration with calmness and meticulousness. He is the arm that extends in times of crisis, the comforting embrace when a child cries, and the guide on his path of life.
The lustful gaze was something he couldn't imagine.
He should reject those toxic words, broaden his mind, and become an uncle-like figure who doesn't frighten children.
He should be sipping strong liquor, with a smile on his face, devoid of jealousy or malice.
Many Zerg advised him against it.
The guard officer said, seemingly seriously but actually not, that you don't really need Toregia. Rather than letting him fall in love with you and then being separated from him because of your status and position, it would be better to set him free.
Merck said tactfully, "You're being too close to Torreggio. What if he misunderstands?"
Enoch coldly asked, "Is he your kept lover?"
Everyone was certain that he was the giver, the controller, who dominated his relationship with Toregia, and that he had the right to decide whether to give or take back. Because he was the stronger one, because of his position, he was destined to have absolute initiative; he could decide Toregia's love, his future, and everything about him.
But is that really the case?
Why would any insect think that Toregia is a weakling who can be manipulated by insects?
Why do they believe that, as a lower-level insectoid, the Toregia would inevitably develop feelings of love for him, who holds a higher status, through their daily interactions?
This is a form of contempt.
As Fei pondered, he approached the soldier who had struck up a conversation with Toregia, who was so frustrated that he could hardly maintain a smile in front of his superior.
Fei scrutinized him for a moment, then slightly raised his chin, his refined face unusually calm. He thought to himself, "I've changed my mind," and then said, "Captain Clayderman, I think you should stay on Imperial Star and pursue true love."
that's all.
He should let go and allow outstanding young people to get closer to his children.
Be a qualified guardian.
Clayderman paused briefly, not quite understanding the meaning of the sentence. Once his mind had processed the information, the young female insect jumped up, stammering, unable to contain her excitement.
Fei bowed slightly, preparing to leave, but Clayderman seemed encouraged, clenching his fist and swearing to his superior who had granted his request: "...Your Excellency, I...I swear on my honor, I will definitely bring the male insect to the hotel tonight!"
These words were already quite naive and innocent for a female insect in her courtship period, whose mind was full of wicked thoughts.
Moreover, female insects often use this as a goal to motivate each other.
Being able to reproduce with a handsome male is something to be proud of.
But these words made the female soldier, who was about to leave, pause in her steps, and the calm smile on her face slowly disappeared.
After the dinner, Toto was so tired that he couldn't straighten his back.
He didn't understand why the Imperial Zerg were so fond of dancing; he hadn't stopped for almost a moment all night.
Merck praised him: "You have shown your grace by not rejecting any of the females. Your generosity and gentleness will attract many suitors."
Toto almost lost his composure because of Merck's words. He held his forehead and said with great embarrassment, "Please, please don't."
Torregia always carried the naive thoughts of an outsider, which Merck strongly disagreed with: "Young master, this is the Imperial Star. Unmarried male insects always need to date, whether they need to or not."
The increasingly mature young male insect raised his eyebrows slightly upon hearing this, and said in a calm and unhurried tone: "But I have no feelings for them. You said that if I don't like someone, I can refuse any insect race."
"Okay, then for the purpose of courtship, male insects need to learn some basic physiological knowledge."
Toto, speechless and helpless, interrupted Merck with a smile: "I don't need to know any more about these things. You probably forgot that I grew up on a barren planet. Even if you don't want to hear them, you've heard a lot of them."
He didn't want to talk about it anymore, so after a brief farewell, he got into the hovercar that took him home.
Merck watched the hovercar disappear into the distance, his gaze complex.
Your Mightiness……
Who knows what that high and mighty female insect is thinking?
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Professor Arnold gave Toto a watch made of a rare mineral. Toto was very surprised. Having spent a long time with Fei, he had naturally come into contact with many luxury items.
This watch, while not exactly priceless, is certainly far more expensive than most Zerg could comprehend.
In short, it's not something a professor who currently relies on selling off Walsh's assets to fund research can afford.
Although the professor had no interest in the female insects whatsoever, he had personally witnessed him and Zogo getting entangled in a compromising situation, and thus, he couldn't help but harbor some uneasy suspicions.
A renowned, arrogant, and acerbic male professor is far more attractive than a lowly Green Medalist.
Has the professor really sunk so low as to sell his body?
Based on our time together, the professor seems completely indifferent to everything outside of research. Besides, given that Shuang'er's lifespan is nearing its end, what if...?
Toto's expression shifted between grief and surprise. He made up his mind to help Professor Arnold, no matter what.
Professor Arnold stirred his coffee, glanced at him, and seemed to understand the meaning behind Toregia's expression. He subtly raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Take it. This is one of the inheritances left by the Walsh family that I cannot sell."
Toto realized he couldn't refuse, so he accepted it. He touched the texture on the watch's surface and said thoughtfully, "It looks... quite unique."
Professor Arnold nodded, paused for a moment, and then lavished praise on it: "It's beautiful, like the color of a dream, so you should accept it as a gift for your first social experience."
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