Different, continuous scenes are shown.
Elvis was thrown into the chaotic space without any protection, and the world was spinning around.
When everything calmed down, he was already standing in a tall and magnificent palace. Everywhere he looked, he saw jewels and jade piled up randomly.
He did not look closely at the palace he was in because it was a place he was very familiar with.
The pearl of the Zerg - Gedsens.
He slowly raised his hand, lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at the hand that appeared in his sight - slender with distinct joints, and flawless white like a sculpture of mutton-fat jade.
It was exactly the same as his own hand, but Elvis knew that it only looked similar.
As expected, it was his body, but it was not his body.
"Mother Zerg." The high-ranking Zerg with black hair and purple eyes saluted respectfully behind him.
"What's wrong?" Elvis did not control the body, but the body made a sound.
——He is just a wisp of consciousness living in this body, and this body has another owner.
"As more and more black fog appears, the ability to condense shadows also increases." The Zerg with black hair and purple eyes reported.
"I understand. Keep an eye on the eggs." 'Ivis' said in a flat voice.
After he finished speaking, the Zerg with black hair and purple eyes did not retreat, but stood quietly beside him.
Sure enough, Elvis was silent for a moment and then asked, "How's the hive?"
"No change." The higher Zerg replied.
Elvis didn't ask any more questions, his eyes were dim.
After a long while, he finally said, "Go down."
The higher-ranking Zerg respectfully withdrew from the palace, but 'Ivis' remained motionless, seemingly in deep thought or waiting.
As time passed and it got dark, he slowly walked deeper into the palace.
On the Tu Bai Han Yan jade bed, the tall insect lay there quietly.
Countless thick tentacles extended and coiled, creating a strange scene.
'Ivis' walked closer and looked down at this extremely familiar Zerg.
He would never open those dark blue eyes again, and he would never use his tentacles to create a barrier to keep out all dangers.
Elvis gently touched Boyce's cheek, and the touch was cold and stiff.
He slowly leaned over the edge of the bed and sat down. The floor was covered with brocade, fine and soft.
Elvis watched silently from within this body. He seemed to be split in two, one half moving with this body, the other floating outside, observing with cold eyes.
——There is no anger as imagined.
The previous dream had already foreshadowed Beuys's departure, and now it was just presented to him in more detail and clarity.
'What exactly do you want to tell me? ' he asked silently in his heart.
There was silence.
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Elvis opened his eyes, and the first thing that hit him was a firm, powerful touch. A familiar breath enveloped him, and possessive arms held him tightly in place.
Elvis didn't struggle, but remained quietly in his waking position.
He faced Boyce's chest, his face hidden in the semi-darkness, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
He didn't have long to think quietly, as Boyce soon sensed his partner's awakening.
He gently moved his arm away, stood up and placed a kiss on Ivis's cheek.
"Why are you unhappy?" Boyce asked softly.
His voice was still hoarse, but extremely gentle, and the cherishment and care in it was genuine, appropriate, yet also hidden and cautious.
"Because you're going to die," Ives said.
"No." Boyce looked his partner straight in the eye. "I'm going to stay with Elvis forever. I'm going to outlive Elvis a little bit, just a little bit. When Elvis is gone, I'm going to follow Elvis and never leave Elvis alone."
"Liar." Elvis pushed Boyce, sat up, pulled Boyce's ear, and retorted rudely.
Even in his anthropomorphic form, Boyce's physique was several times stronger than the worm queen, who relied primarily on mental strength. To him, Elvis's movements were like a kitten playing with his soft paw pads—entirely cute, without a trace of lethality.
He indulged himself, not knowing what he was thinking about, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Before he could say anything else, his partner, who was already even more angry, rubbed his face to vent his anger.
His tough, handsome face was pulled into a funny expression in Elvis's hands.
Boyce didn't care. His dark blue vertical pupils narrowed slightly, and a low purring sound came from his throat. Like a lazy big cat, he rubbed Ivis's cheek affectionately.
Elvis fell backwards after being rubbed by him, and the "toy" in his hand also left, and a dissatisfied hum escaped from his nose.
Boyce put his face to Ives's hand in a flattering manner, trying to rekindle Ives' interest.
Elvis pushed him away in disgust and ordered naturally: "Put on some clothes for me. Um, let me think... let me choose the black one."
Enjoying Boyce's meticulous service, Elvis brought his thoughts back to the dream he had just escaped from.
Although it is not known whether the 'Elvis' in the dream is his future self, it is likely that their time travel is closely related to that 'Elvis'.
The fight between Zerg and humans was within his expectations.
No matter what kind of existence that 'Ivis' is, their thinking is the same.
And he had already planned to attack humans and start a war.
Chapter 47
Ives is a Zerg, a Zerg Queen.
He has an indifferent attitude towards human beings.
——After all, humans have been constantly developing genes and strengthening their bodies in the interstellar age, and their bodies also contain energy.
Zerg, they eat everything.
In their eyes, humans are just ordinary snacks.
Although the energy is not as much as some natural minerals and plants, it still contains some, the only difference is more or less.
When you have plenty of energy, you naturally won’t give up a big meal and instead force yourself to eat some side dishes.
But if you really don’t have enough energy, it’s not a big deal to eat some snacks to satisfy your cravings.
——After all, all races in the universe are food reserves in the eyes of the Zerg.
Elvis wasn't so hungry as to eat humans who, in his eyes, had very little energy.
But that's all.
Can you feel any compassion and empathy for the food you put in your mouth?
What's more, he didn't start a war for no reason.
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"Okay." Putting his fingers against the head that came closer again, Elvis straightened his collar and glanced at the tall Zerg who was staring at him.
The coat, with fine wrinkles smoothed out by several flexible tentacles, reflected a light golden glow under the soft light in the room.
This is the manifestation of Elvis's spiritual power.
His mental strength has become so strong that his weak physique compared to the Zerg can no longer be an obstacle to him.
The spiritual power covering the surface protects it from all dangers.
Boyce approached again affectionately and happily, with his dark tentacles hanging behind him, ready to move.
Elvis ruffled Boyce's hair and pinched his cheeks, with a look of disdain on his face, but he wasn't really angry.
- Although Boyce is a big behemoth, his meticulousness and understanding of Ives are absolutely unique.
It is precisely because he noticed the real and soft emotions hidden under Elvis's calm appearance that he always sticks to his partner.
——Even though he has always been so sticky.
"Let's go out and take a look." Elvis said lazily, his bad mood left over from the dream soothed by Boyce's calmness, which was concealed by intimacy.
Boyce naturally would not reject his partner.
Silver Star It is cloudy today.
Dark clouds gathered overhead, and the urgency of impending storms was palpable.
The entire Silver Star was filled with a sense of restlessness.
As Ivis walked along, the female insects on the road saluted and stepped aside.
There was excitement on their faces, and they couldn't wait to see blood.
"Sir!" They saw Alvin and Allen waiting for them while they were still far away from Alvin's office.
Seeing Elvis, Alvin and the others came forward to greet him.
"Modi Ma has been interrogated." Elvis said in a flat tone.
"Yes." Alvin looked at Ivis with longing and admiration in his eyes: "But now only Allen and I know your identity. Do you want to tell everyone your identity?"
Ivis knew that Alvin would reveal the truth about the birth of male and female insects to the public, a truth that could never be glossed over.
The female insect has waited too long for this truth.
Countless female insects did not die on the battlefield, but died silently in the corner under the oppression of male insects.
They need to know the origin of everything, all the filth and dirt that has been hidden under the long time.
Ivis knew that if he wanted to conceal his identity, Alvin would not go against his wishes and would never reveal a single detail.
But even the half truth that Modima knew could not avoid the Worm Mother.
Female insects are not fools. Even if they hide it, there will always be female insects who can guess Elvis's identity.
What's more, Elvis never thought of hiding it.
"I don't mind. You can tell the female insect everything you know."
"Alright." A subtle yet intense glint flickered in Alvin's eyes. "We plan to deal with the male insects we've captured recently after we tell everyone the truth. Let the female insects testify and hand over the male insects who abused them."
In fact, what Alvin has always wanted is to overthrow the various policies and systems that allow male insects to oppress and enslave female insects, and he has never thought of killing all male insects.
After all, they are still needed to reproduce offspring.
However, even those male insects who barely survived because they did not do evil will no longer receive any preferential treatment.
As a male insect, even if he has never done anything evil, he has still enjoyed a comfortable life by standing on the flesh and blood of female insects.
In fact, he let those male insects go.
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