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Ch11 - Genetic grade upper limit has opened.
Shocked, an A-Grade male was severely beaten by a D-Grade male!
The audience couldn’t believe their eyes. What was going on?
Song Jianshu was undoubtedly a genuine A-Grade male zerg. Of course, some zergs had questioned it before— after all, the higher the grade of a male, the closer his appearance would be to that of a female. That is, the same cold and fierce look.
But Song Jianshu was an exception. It could be said that his appearance was no different from that of a sub-female. Within the aesthetics of the zerg race, it wasn’t an exaggeration to describe him as beautiful.
Because of this, many high-grade males did not like Song Jianshu, and even often came to provoke him.
That had basically become Song Jianshu’s signature. In almost every video of him circulating on the Internet, there was such a “grand finale” that made the audience slap their thighs directly.
But what happened this time?
According to common sense, it should be that a brainless cannon fodder villain had come to provoke Song Jianshu unknowingly.
Song Jianshu would have endured it again and again. He was kind, unwilling for them to hurt each other, but the cannon fodder would have thought that that sort of kindness was cowardly. It would have only intensified his desire to hurt Song Jianshu even more.
Song Jianshu was kind, but not cowardly. Therefore, he wouldn’t have been able to bear it for long. He had no need to endure it anymore. With just one move, he would have beaten the ignorant but arrogant cannon fodder into a mess.
Finally, in front of the horrified eyes of the cannon fodder, Song Jianshu would stretch out his hand to him, announcing: “I am an A-Grade male.”
—It should have been like that.
It should have been like that!
However, the development of the situation completely exceeded the expectations of all those in the audience.
Is that embarrassing male zerg on the screen really Song Jianshu?
He knelt awkwardly on the ground, half of his face bruised and swollen. He looked so depressed. No matter how good-looking, no one could maintain their beauty at such a time. With the blessing of the system’s camera – with its high definition of 27540p produced by the system’s Main God Space itself – the audience could see each burst blood vessel on Song Jianshu’s face clearly.
No matter how crazy Song Jianshu’s female fans were, they wouldn’t be able to lick Song Jianshu’s current face without their conscience bothering them.
[…The myth in my heart is broken.]
[More than that, is it so serious that he directly flew after one hit?]
[“I am an A-Grade male.”]
Song Jianshu’s fans were spread all over on more than a dozen zerg galaxies. With such a large number, they were naturally a mix of good and bad everything.
A large part of them were entirely Mu Qiang fans. Fans of that category were the most active and swaggering on weekdays. They could be seen in various places. Their favorite thing to do was to compare Song Jianshu with other males.
Although it caused a headache for the other zergs, they did create momentum for Song Jianshu.
Originally, as long as Song Jianshu had a smooth journey forward, continuing to become stronger and repeatedly showing off his strength—that fan group would continue to follow him faithfully, becoming part of his glory.
But now, halfway through said journey, Lu Mo rushed out from nowhere.
As a mere D-Grade male, he completely crushed Song Jianshu.
And the Mu Qiang fans, who had watched it all clearly, would turn into Lu Mo’s Mu Qiang fans after the dust settled.
Then the intensity of  the hate they spread directed at Song Jianshu would be even greater.
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[Laughing to death. I always thought that Song Jianshu was the one that bought the car himself, since he used it everyday. Turns out that he borrowed it!]
[He was just talking about the D-Grade male not actually owning his own car, as if he himself were any different, laughable ah!]
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……
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Ling took the time to say, “You said you wanted to give it back to me. When will that be? ”
How could he pay it back!
Song Jianshu’s teeth had to be broken.
The house’s leak happened to rain all night. If it weren’t for Ling’s departure, he wouldn’t have been distracted; if he weren’t distracted, there would have been no accidents, and the car wouldn’t have broken; if the car hadn’t broken, he wouldn’t have fallen into such embarrassment.
Wenge looked at Ling in disbelief.
He couldn’t understand. In such a short period of time, how could the Legion Commander become like that?
Before, even if the Master had only been a little close to him, Ling’s body would exude a terrifying pressure. Wenge had always been unable to resist.
Regarding their love for Song Jianshu… Wenge’s was not much less than Ling’s. If it weren’t to prevent making Song Jianshu sad, they would have been throwing hands a long time ago.
Now that he looked at Ling’s calm expression, Wenge was keenly aware: Ling had no love for the Master.
But at the same time, he discovered another thing that made him panic.
Song Jianshu’s interest in Ling was, however, rapidly rising.
Wenge could not deny the jealousy in his heart. Its tongue scorched said organ in an iron pot, making him feel miserable.
He couldn’t help but utter the following words: “Commander, how can you ask for what you gave away, back?”
Ling gave him a funny look: “When did I give it away? Was the owner registered as Song Jianshu? Or did I file for the transfer procedure? —No, I did neither.”
He held his chin with one hand, and said to Wenge with a smile: “I just temporarily lent the car to Song Jianshu, who insisted on the principle of respecting females.”
When Song Jianshu refused his gift, Ling had almost begged him to accept it. How sad it had been at first, and how ridiculous it was to think about it now.
Wenge: “You!!”
“…Give it back to him.” Song Jianshu’s low voice came.
Wenger: “Master…”
“Give it back to him!!”
Song Jianshu looked at Ling obsessively: ”Ling, after you left, I couldn’t help thinking of you and consequently got into a car accident in the morning…”
Ling looked at him nonchalantly, he could still smile at Wenge— albeit mockingly, but in the face of Song Jianshu, he hardly wanted to say anything and coldly replied: “Indeed, I should be blamed.”
“That’s not what I meant…”
Ling turned his head, “If the car broke down, pay back the money. Borrow if you don’t have enough. Please hurry up.”
“Okay……”
“What are you doing here!!”
A loud shout came from a group of uniformed zergs barging in through the doorway.
Ling let out an almost long sigh— how was it that you’d see a group of well-fed Male Zerg Protection Association members with nothing to do, everywhere?
He lost his strength and leaned against the car in a disheveled manner. Every time he encountered that group of zergs, he would end up staying hungry for a whole day, having to deal with inquiries and investigations.
“Master, are you hungry?”
“……”
No one answered.
Ling turned his head in confusion, only to find that the black-haired and green-eyed male had his head lowered, revealing a curvy side profile that was frighteningly white.
He asked softly: “Master?”
Lu Mo glanced at him weakly: “Let’s go…”
Just a moment ago, the System yelled like a screaming chicken, as if it was crazy:
[Being passionately cursed at by Song Jianshu’s fans. Scum value has increased by 100]
[Cursed at by Song Jianshu’s fans, scum value has increased by 100]
[The scum value has increased by 100!]
[The scum value has increased by 100!]
……
[Ding! Congratulations on the breakthrough of your scum level! The second-level reward pack has been issued, please check in your backpack later!]
[Ding! The upper limit of your genetic grade has opened to Grade C!]
He didn’t have time to be happy before he was knocked down by a sudden bout of dizziness. His body staggered, and he was barely able to stand straight.
“Go quickly.”
But all of that was caught by Song Jianshu’s eyes.
The sudden outburst of the D-Grade male zerg, then the sudden weakened appearance, and now the rush to leave. Everything pointed to only one answer.
That D-Grade male must have used prohibited drugs.
It was as if he had found the secret to a sure victory, his heart was beating fast: “No one is allowed to leave!!!”
The zergs of the Male Zerg Protection Association half-knelt down beside him. They didn’t dare to be half-hearted to the male with a reputation that was spread throughout the entire zerg race: “Mr. Song, how are you feeling?”
“No, I’m fine! “Song Jianshu hurriedly said, “Go check on him. He must have cheated—no, his condition looks terrible. Go and help him.”
Lu Mo was already leaning on Ling, unable to stand on his own.
“…Let’s go.”
The body of the male was very light, as it always was.
Ling gently encompassed Lu Mo with his arms, gently rubbing his chin against the forehead covered in cold sweat.
He seemed to have suddenly smelt the scent of rain.
On a hot summer afternoon, there would always be torrential rain. As if all the water in the world was to be poured down there in that moment.
Under the eaves of a house, on the stone slab under the eaves, in the small straw shoe on the stone slab, there had been a red worm.
The bug had gauze, skirt-like wings folded behind it. It was so weak compared to the heavy downpour.
But it was still so strong.
Under its wide back, there had been a small, beautiful green bug. The green bug had been tightly attached to the red bug, shivering.
Little Ling had crouched in the corridor, observing those two bugs curiously, when an inexplicable emotion suddenly overflowed in his heart.
He had stretched out his thin but scarred hands, gently caging the heads of the two bugs to block the rain that would occasionally splash in.
……
“You’d better let him go, the male is in critical condition!”
A female zerg of the Male Zerg Protection Association was about to reach out to pull Lu Mo away, but in the next moment he felt a chill behind his back, and the excellent intuition ingrained in his bloodline made him suddenly jerk his head to the side—narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.
The silver-haired, red-eyed female stared at him, his pupils dilated a little.
The grim reaper grasped his sickle, and the resulting shadow enveloped everyone.
“You calm down, he must be rescued, otherwise he’ll die!”
The female, however, turned a deaf ear. A long dagger was brought down, drawing a line onto the ground.
Everyone looked at each other, none daring to cross that line.
Song Jianshu gritted his teeth unwillingly, he mustn’t let go of this opportunity.
“How about we make a bet? “He looked at the nearly unconscious male and said, “If you undergo an examination, I will compensate you for all your losses.”
On Lu Mo’s pale face, his eyes were closed tightly, yet his eyelashes trembled.
“Of course,” Song Jianshu said with a cruel smile: “Provided that you don’t have any problems.”
The atmosphere suddenly turned tense.
In full view of the crowd, the black-haired, green-eyed male slowly opened his eyes. His pale, thin lips leaned against Ling’s neck, brushing against his skin slightly between the opening and closing of his mouth.
“I……
“Agree.”