Chapter 118: Pick it up and run

"You don't need to wake him up. You just need to communicate with him so that he can convey the correct will."

Limp simply translated this sentence in his mind: it is necessary to keep this insect in a chaotic state, but to use it to do something bad, so it needs to look sober.

"Can I be alone with Him?"

"Okay, if you feel uncomfortable, call me immediately."

After realizing that the Insect Emperor could not hurt him no matter what means he used, Limp suddenly became arrogant.

Anyway, if there is real danger to one's life, the Insect Emperor will remind him and ensure his safety, so he can just let go and do his job.

"I can only accept spiritual exchanges and communication at best. If you use such despicable methods, don't blame me for revenge."

In fact, I will take revenge this time, but the time is not right yet.

Limp is a very vengeful person.

The Insect Emperor was silent for a few seconds, but still did not give up: "Although he may look a little weird, but..."

"I don't want to. If you really want to, go ahead and do it yourself! I don't mind watching your performance here."

The Insect Emperor was so angry that he walked out the door.

Although he was usually polite to Limp on the surface, he could not hide the aristocratic contempt for the common people in his heart. Now that he was treated like this, no matter how well he pretended, he didn't want to continue pretending.

Talking to Limp is a bit life-threatening.

The house was not big, and Limp stood at the door, ready to escape at any time.

"Hello, can you hear me?"

Limp kept a certain distance from the worm queen.

The worm queen did not give any response, and her slightly flushed face made her look like she was fast asleep.

But Limp did not give up and continued to ask various questions in his ear.

This door seemed to have the function of isolating sound, and he was directly blocked when he was outside the door.

Now, the Insect Emperor outside the door can't hear any sound, so he can feel free to boldly ask questions that are beyond the understanding of this world.

Faced with a gender that was familiar yet seemed strange for a long time, and faced with an unconscious, deaf insect, he finally couldn't help but want to confide.

"Why do you look like a woman?"

"Are you and I from the same planet? We look like the same species."

"Why am I here?"

"Will Heras and I be happy?"

Mistaking the bug for a turtle in the wishing well, Limp asked a lot of questions and even ate and took it.

"I hope you can bless me and Heras to be together forever. If so, I wish to live a life of luxury and wealth."

After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands and stood up, ready to tell the Insect Emperor that his communication had failed.

Anyway, no matter how we communicate, it is considered communication.

However, as soon as he raised his head, Limp found a pair of watery eyes with black pupils looking at him gently.

"Hello."

He spoke in Earth language, slowly, but with clear pronunciation and a soft voice without losing resilience.

Limp was stunned.

He subconsciously held the door again, fearing that the Insect Emperor would come in at this time.

"You can speak my words?"

There was a look in those eyes that had not been there just now.

The worm queen is awake at this time.

Sober!

The insect queen seemed to have just regained consciousness. She walked around the area, trying to familiarize herself with the environment. When she found the chain on her feet, she just smiled slightly.

With a flick of his hand, the chain turned into powder and fell down.

Limp was shocked by his powerful ability: "You are so powerful, why are you still locked up here?"

The worm mother did not answer, but just touched the white clothes behind her which had become a little dirty.

"I haven't changed these clothes in a long time. Is this how they treat my body?"

The worm mother muttered to herself, stretched out her hand, pointed casually at the void, and changed into a set of clothes that were exactly the same, but as white as clouds.

"You woke me up. Do you have any wish? Human."

The worm queen tilted her head and looked at Limp, with a strange perspective.

But the voice is still gentle, as if it can fulfill all the wishes in the insect's heart.

"I hope that Heras and I can live together forever, and that those I love and those who love me can be safe and sound."

You can actually make a wish!

Limp immediately put his hands together devoutly, learned what he wanted most first, and then asked if he could make a few more wishes?

All I heard was the mother worm chuckled softly: "This kind of thing requires you to work hard. The wish I mentioned is what I can give. What I have now is just my body and the clothes I am wearing."

Limp touched his chin with some regret.

You can't just say you want this dress.

So he asked other questions.

"Are you a god?"

Mother Worm thought for a moment with some doubt: "It was before, but it's not now."

"I can sense that the vitality of the insect race is weakening. As the mother of all insects, I am also being severely weakened. Fate seems to be coming to an end, but there is a glimmer of hope at the end. I can only hope that you can continue to move forward well."

"Why are you in a coma?"

Limp looked at the powerful insect queen and thought it was unlikely that she would be imprisoned.

The insect mother looked down at the surrounding environment. It was pitch black, without a trace of light. She couldn't help but frown. She used to like bright places the most.

"I don't know either. I trusted... a bug."

"But now I can sense that the power of faith has become very weak. Although many insects know of my existence, they are unwilling to truly believe because they have never seen miracles. They are just perfunctory on the surface."

Limp said that he still didn't fully believe it, after all, the insect in front of him looked like a powerful female insect.

When Limp saw things like the power of faith before, he would have spit: feudal superstition!

"There's no rush. I'm not important."

The insect mother looked at Limp with a gentle expression: "You are unwilling to give birth to more male insect cubs, and you are unwilling to take more female servants and slaves. This is in accordance with the moral code of your previous life. It is correct, but perhaps, the insects here have the right to choose."

"I know."

If both parties are willing, then he has nothing to say, but it happens to be a relationship between exploiter and exploited.

This is not a normal relationship. Abnormal resentment accumulated over time will only lead to a bigger storm.

The queen seemed to see through his thoughts: "It doesn't matter. Now that I'm awake, I will try to control the ratio of male and female insects. Last time, my efforts were interrupted when they were almost successful. I won't do that this time."

"So are you still staying here? It looks like a 24-hour lockdown has been activated here."

Limp couldn't stand this dark tower. There were only red and green lights. Wouldn't he be blinded by it?

"You can't stop me, but the bug outside... I'll have to trouble you. My strength has been suppressed by this tower, and I can only recover after I get out."

The worm queen smiled slightly, looking calm and unconcerned, not caring about the outcome of her escape plan.

Limp looked at the door, then looked at his amazing helper.

Uh, damn it, the Insect Emperor’s trump card is now his!

"I'll take the door down and run away. You can run away quickly at that time. Remember to meet me when the time comes. Don't listen to the stranger bugs. The world outside is terrible!"

Five seconds later, the Insect Emperor watched Limp pick up the door and ran away laughing wildly.

What's wrong?

Worried that he was plotting something, the Insect Emperor got up and chased after him.

[This chapter is updated with a reminder token. Thank you Meow Sheng Meow for the reminder token! ]

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