Chapter 112 I'm going to fight against Lu Fufu!
This place looks like a hospital.
It's not like the Zerg hospital that's full of high-tech stuff, but more like a modern, ordinary hospital in Limp's world, which is relatively old.
"We're here, Xiongzi, please be careful." Gladys stuffed a sedative into Limp's hand.
"If you really run into trouble, you can keep it for self-defense, but I think Heras should have left some tricks for you."
Gladys took one last look at Limp, her eyes flickering with a hint of guilt, but it quickly disappeared. "Please go in this way."
Limp nodded, secretly alert, raised his hand, and prepared to knock on the door.
"I'm not some hidden gem, just come in, don't play any tricks on me."
The voice coming from inside is a very friendly male insect.
The mellow sound is like the tinkling of jade.
"Gladys finally brought you here. He is such a jerk. He has been missing for days, leaving me, a disabled bug, bored and miserable here. Today, he finally found someone to chat with."
Limp pushed the door open carefully. The light behind the door was very dim. He could only see a bug sitting in the shadow. It should be wearing white clothes.
"Who are you……"
"My name is Sword, but now please call me Swordfsky."
Limp frowned. What a strange name.
It doesn't sound like the style of this local bug at all, but rather like a fake name made up by a child to write about famous people and quotes in his composition.
But before he had time to think about it, he saw the male insect in front of him pushing the wheelchair towards him and into the dusty light.
"You look fine."
As he raised his sword, Limp saw the male insect's thin face and lean body. The clothes he was wearing were well-fitting, but they made his waist look even thinner.
He wore a pair of glasses on his face. Due to long-term lack of exposure to light, his skin seemed transparent and pale, and his eyes under the lenses flashed with a shrewd light.
Not like a male insect, not even like a insect.
It's more like an eagle, a beast, or a demon imprisoned in a high tower, never able to see the light of day.
"Unlike me, who can't stand up and has to sit in this boring chair forever."
Wan Jian patted the wheelchair under his butt. It was a very old style and you could even see that it was made of wood.
Wood is such a luxurious material for the insect tribe.
"Why did you ask me to come here?"
Seeing Swordsman roll up his sleeves, Limp instinctively sensed the fear of a child about to be given an injection.
As expected, the sword-wielding man smiled amiably and said, "Can I borrow your blood?"
"What?" Limp was really alert this time, his mental strength was ready to go, and the sedative in his hand was gradually surrounded by sweat.
You won't beat him to a pulp, will you?
"Only 20 milliliters." Wielding the sword seemed to see through his thoughts, and his words were filled with a hint of helplessness and tolerance.
"What's the use?"
"Do you really have to know the reason? Curiosity kills the cat."
"My blood."
"Can I pay for it? It's on Gladys's account. 300,000 per milliliter."
The fingertips holding the sword tapped on the table, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, making a slight sound.
His hair is black.
Limp thought of this unconsciously, and was then shocked by his shamelessness: "I don't care."
Do you still think he is the poor bug who could be happy for a long time with 1,000 star coins?
Things are different now. He can't afford a large amount of star coins, and he can't sell his own blood to the male insect in front of him.
After all, this insect exudes a dangerous aura.
"Unless I tell you why?"
"If you want to talk, you can tell me. I will make my own judgment."
The door behind him creaked shut automatically with a simple movement of wielding the sword, and darkness enveloped the space. Only the outlines of objects could be seen in the faint light.
Although this place looks like a hospital from the previous world, the high-tech equipment is simply hidden and not displayed.
"I am not an ordinary male insect."
"I figured it out. What do you think?"
"Don't you think the male insects today are too weak? When the Insect God created the world, males and females were equal. From high to low, the distribution of numbers should be 50-50."
"But now, apart from the fact that females are forced to adapt to males due to laws and regulations, what else can males compare to females?"
"They are not as strong in fighting and working ability. The male insect, who has only been responsible for eating, drinking and having fun since childhood and has been spoiled by the female father at home, has no idea of the world. What will happen if one day he turns against the female insect?"
“It will be solved immediately.”
"No, if the female insects are rational, they will not kill the male insects, but will make them become perpetual motion machines to provide offspring."
"So I'm researching a topic. Why are there so few males? And the number of males born has been decreasing recently, and the quality is poor. You are the first SS-level male in these years, and 3S-level males have become legendary."
"Since you are willing to break the rules, I would like to study your blood. Is that okay?"
"Are you trying to make more males born later?"
"I want today's male insects to be able to truly rise above the rest, rather than being cheated and kept captive by their handouts."
Limp looked into his sincere eyes and was speechless for a moment.
Gladys's starting point was for the female worms, while this Swordfsky's starting point was for the male worms.
These two bugs actually became husband and wife.
I'm going to fight against Lufufu!
They do things completely opposite to each other and keep it a secret from each other. When they finally meet each other honestly, they won't know how awkward or surprised they will be.
"Can you give me blood?" The sword-wielding man stretched out a white-gloved hand and opened his palm slightly.
Limp was somewhat tempted by his plan, but not much.
Heras is still outside. How could he bear to let the female insect fall into the pit of slavery?