Most males basked in the sun and the blowing breeze on a daily basis; lying there waiting for females to serve them.
Strictly speaking, sub-females were much more satisfying to hold than females, and many males would marry one or two to keep at home.
However, the functionality of sub-females was limited to only that. Their abilities were far inferior to those of the females and they couldnât even compare to that of low-grade males. Naturally, such zergs would not get sufficient remuneration in society.
Females brought wealth and heirs, but sub-females were just playthings.
Only a very few lucky sub-females would be picked up by a male, while the rest thaw failed to win favor had neither enough income nor anyone to depend on when they reached adulthood. This led to the majority of them becoming drifters in Zerg society.
Carrying their burdens while wandering from planet to planet.
It should be mentioned that the planet Lu Mo was located on was an extremely backward planet.
It was young once; the air was fresh and the water clear. With the assistance of the wind, birds that sang beautiful songs crossed mountains and seas to send the most sincere of blessings.
But it was now very old.
At dusk, the huge, red sun filled half of sky, and the rusty-red atmosphere filled with violent radioactive particles.
The sky was withered and dry, and the earth barren and cracked. It was a dying planet.
The once prosperous and unblemished city had become dilapidated, and the near abandoned port was ushering in the last starship of the day.
As soon as the stashipâs hatch opened, countless sub-females wearing tired expressions and dressed in shabby clothes flocked out. There was still a small flame of hope burning in their eyes, but each one was destined to be put out on this dying planet.
Quietly, Lu Mo leaned against the window, observing the city view; the high-rise building he was in was located dead in the center. It was so resplendent that when night came, it would become the only source of light within the entire city.
Just a few steps away were the slums; nearly everywhere and full of violence, gambling and murder.
That was the power of capital.
Lu Mo thought almost intoxicatedly: what a wonderful view. He could not help but admire himself for coming up with such an idea.
The slums were a shelter for stray zergs to live. He collected said strays into his sweatshop and let them work themselves day and night without sleep.
996 isnât actually a big deal, so you must work hard around the clock! Just set the assembly line in motion! The harder they worked, the richer Lu Moâs wealth would be!
âAh, look at this wine glass,â he raised the glass and sang in a dreamy tone, âDoes it look like a guillotine that kills evil capitalists?â
The systemâs tone was even more dreamy: [Itâs almost like Queen Marieâs guillotine].
âNothing is difficult in the world to a man who is hardworking!â Lu Mo wiped out the chicken soup within the cup in one gulp, âThe day of my hanging from a street lamp is coming soon!â â
The system was passionate: [Internationalization must be realized!]
Lu Mo was moved to tears.
Everything was getting better!!
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However, no matter how beautiful the future they looked forward to was, it would take a long while to arrange and reach, so the scum value that was currently within reach could not be let go of.
With a gentle touch of spiritual power, accompanied by the sound of cheerful and festive music, colorful rewards were scattered all over the place.
White items:
ăPrimary Mental Power Restoreră X99
ăPrimary Stamina Enhanceră X99
ăPrimary Agility Enhanceră X99
Blue items:
ăIllustrated Planet Geography Bookă X1
ăIllustrated Species Encyclopedia Bookă X1
Purple item:
ăPlot Character Informationă X1
Lu Mo: âIs that it?â
System: [âŚâŚ]
[This is the most generous reward I have ever given.] the system said quietly, [If you had seen the me before, you would definitely be crying right now.]
Not to mention what kind of big bugs those two illustrated books were, the enhancers alone were things that didnât even exist in this world. It was a pity that Lu Mo didnât realize that.
He just shrugged and tapped on the ăPlot Character Informationă that was flashing with a glowing purple light.
Among the many black silhouettes of characters, only one was lit. It was the red-eyed, silver-haired female holding a long dagger in his hand and coldly looking straight ahead.
Lu Mo whistled: âCoolââ
The system was silent. If it also had an expression, then it must be apprehensive.
The protagonist of this world was a transmigrator named Song Jianshu that developed in a way identical to that which was shown in nearly all zerg novels. The concepts of freedom, equality and respect that he adhered to was simply an unfathomable and foreign notion to all indigenous males here.
Countless females were captured by his charm, and he also married several outstanding females.
Ling was one of them. In what was supposed to be the near future, he would have been completely won over by Song Jianshuâs charm and would have become his female attendant.
ââThat is why the system gave Lu Mo such a generous primary reward package.
Many hosts were not only unafraid of encountering the danger of nine deaths and one life, but extremely excited instead. Yet if it was found out that the object they fancied didnât actually belong to them, it became a trivial matter when some good guys only complaint, while others would simply fight with their system over it.
The system only hoped that the rewards would block Lu Moâs mouth, that way he wouldnât make a scene.
Lu Mo was looking at the information, not at all noticing the abnormal silence of the system, and said thoughtfully: âSo, he loves Song Jianshu deeply?â
System: [Yes. ]
Lu Mo: âTo the point that his love wouldnât bend even in the face of life and death?â
The system started to panic: [âŚYes. ]
Lu Moâs voice was terribly low: âAnd he absolutely wonât fall in love with me?â
The system closed its eyes in despair: [Yes.]
Lu Mo put away the book and took a deep breath: âFuck, thatâs simply too great.â
[âŚâŚ]
The system suspected that it heard him wrong: [What?]
âIsnât it?â Lu Mo asked brightly: âThink about it, the one in his heart is the kindest, most beautiful and powerful male in the world. He is loyal to that male to death, but is being forced to marry one of the least advanced males there isâyes, thatâs me, Lu Mo.â
The system was in contemplation: [You meanâŚ]
âHeâll undoubtedly feel extremely hateful â exceedingly resentful, and canât wait to kill me!â Lu Mo waved his hand and said in an awe-inspiring tone: âWithout further ado, letâs force him to do just that.â
Despite having seen the greatest of storms in its lifetime, the system couldnât help but be impressed by Lu Moâs shamelessness.
It sincerely praised: [Among the many hosts I have led, your wickedness and shamelessness are second to none.]
Lu Mo smiled slightly: âThank you, thank you.â
âŚâŚ
Ling was lying on a soft bed, looking at the traces of the repairs done on the ceiling above his head. The tinkers here were not very skilled, and that section of the ceiling looked very abrupt.
It was as abrupt as he, himself who appeared here.
An expensive communication device on the bed kept sounding at the messages coming through.
ăLing, where are you? Iâm very worried about you. ă
ăIâm sorry for neglecting you⌠but I canât just leave you. ă
ăIâm coming to you now. ă
Ling looked at the messages with a cold expression.
Among the several females around Song Jianshu, he had been there the longest.
Song Jianshu often complained that he didnât know how to be affectionate, that he was too proud, and that he never put himself down to please Song Jianshu, unlike other female zergs.
At first, Ling would be a little overwhelmed, but Song Jianshu would smile contentedly a moment later and whisper softly, âWho else would like you other than me?â
Only now, in retrospect, did Ling notice the trace of malice contained in that smile.
As if it was amusing for Song Jianshu to make him feel dejected out of frustration.
Over time, Ling also became used to Song Jianshuâs complaints and no longer took them seriously. Even when Song Jianshu flirted with other females, Ling would go against his nature as a Klein zerg, forcefully suppressing the urge to kill the offensive females.
If it had been a day ago, he would have felt delighted seeing those messages.
After all, it was the first time Song Jianshu had been so attentive to him.
But now Ling was clearly aware that there was no fluctuation in his heart, not even disgust, as if the other was an unfamiliar male zerg.
ăLing, if youâre seeing this⌠could you please reply? ă
Ling picked up the communicator blankly, and with just a small amount of force in his index and middle fingers, he crushed the extremely hard communicator.
Along with the shattering sound, there was a sound of the door opening.
Ling raised his eyes, only to see the brunette, emerald-eyed male appear in the doorway, wearing a slim-fitted gown. The male asked him coldly, âWhat are you doing.â
ââŚâŚâ
The moment he saw the male, a sudden electrical current rose from the soles of Lingâs feet, lept throughout his entire body, and climbed to the top of his head all in a millionth of a second.
His heart had never beat so fast, his ring finger could feel a sudden throbbing of blood vessels, and there was even a rush of heat in his cheeks.
The corners of the maleâs eyes and eyebrows were cold and arrogant, but Ling felt unbearably attracted to him.
He could not deny that the maleâs face was not considered attractive in the aesthetics of the zergs. Compared with Song Jianshuâs rare double black-eyes and black-hair, he barely possessed curly brunette hair that glowed wine-red against the light.
His eyes were not round enough, instead they were sharp; narrow; and long; with dark and deep emerald irises, basically the reminiscent of a cold and cunning snake.
His nose was not slim and small enough, and his thin lips were not like Song Jianshuâs. They were as pink and rosy as petals, making him look even more unreachable when he pursed them.
But looking at this face, Ling couldnât deny that he was drawn to him.
.âŚâŚ
He nearly averted his head, worried that his eyes would betray his wolfish thoughts.
At the thought of the surprise and teasing that might show on the otherâs face, Ling felt he would rather flee the planet in the night.
The reserved and steady characteristics of an adult female zerg made it impossible for him to imagine that kind of unbearable scene.
He responded softly: âDoing nothing?â
âOh? Is that so?â The male took three steps to the bed, the distance between them suddenly closing. Ling felt a seemingly overwhelming pressure in an instant, almost wanting to quickly spread his wings and flee.
But what the male zerg said next made his body fall into an ice cave.