Chapter 11

Granted, it was humiliating to inexplicably become someone else's "servant bug" and have to swallow his pride and call him "master" and all that. But a little thought made it clear that the status was entirely meant to keep Su Lin alive.

After all, once he became a Blood Wing's property, no other Zerg would think of investigating his colony affiliation again, much less clamor for him to become a honey bug...

Although he had no idea how the other man had become a full-fledged Zerg by the time they met again, the gentle way he acted beneath that cold exterior, coupled with the silver-haired Zerg's face, which was identical to his senior's, convinced Su Lin that Medises was He Zisen, no matter how he looked at it.

And if the other man was his senior, at least he probably wouldn't be killed in the near future... right?

Su Lin struggled to collect his thoughts as dizziness gradually spread through him.

When he and He Zisen had parted ways back then, things had indeed ended badly between them. But just now, when Su Lin had nearly fallen, He Zisen hadn't actually let go and left him to his own devices. Looking at it that way, maybe things weren't so bad after all?

As long as he humbled himself a little more and said a few nice things, his senior would probably forgive him.

If that happened, he should be able to find a way to survive.

His senior seemed to be doing pretty well among the Zerg now. Once he truly forgave Su Lin, Su Lin would ask him to send him back to the human world.

If he was lucky, he might even make it in time to meet Airena.

Hehe, Airena...

My wife...

After convincing himself that Medises was He Zisen, Su Lin, who had thought he was doomed, finally relaxed completely. Then he slowly closed his eyes and sank into a dark, blissful unconsciousness.

The author had something to say:

Little Grove: "To stay alive, forget calling him master-I'd even call him Dad!"

Little Grove: "That's called reading the situation and knowing when to yield and when to stand firm."

Little Mei: "..."

Chapter 11

"I don't agree."

In the meeting room, the young, muscular, jet-black Zerg abruptly rose to his feet and spoke to the silver-haired man sitting opposite him, whose face was as cold as ice.

"Medises Blood Wing, you directly abducted a larva under my jurisdiction. That's a violation of the rules."

Carlos's voice was unusually cold and hard, and the ends of his words even took on an insectile hiss. For a Zerg like him, this could almost be called a loss of composure.

"Lord Carlos?!"

"Ahem, Lord Carlos, calm down. It's just an inferior larva..."

"That's right, and that larva is from the Dew Nest. It's a good thing for him that the Blood Wing Colony is taking him back!"

"Don't be so serious about it, hahaha! Lord Carlos, you've been too high-strung lately!"

The other Zerg in the meeting room turned their gazes to Carlos, all somewhat surprised by his intense reaction. They tried to smooth things over with wry smiles, but the black Zerg, usually orderly and mild-mannered, did not calm down despite their efforts.

Compared to Carlos's somewhat visible anger, Medises looked quite calm.

Medises raised a hand and gestured to the other Zerg.

"Clear the room. I'd like to speak with Colonel Carlos alone."

He spoke.

Although they were genuinely worried that some inexplicable conflict might break out between Blood Wing and the Pale Calamity, the other Zerg in the meeting room could not withstand the pheromones thick with hostility that filled the air. In the end, they had no choice but to leave the room with worried looks, leaving the entire meeting room to Carlos and Medises.

Medises's antennae, hidden among his hair and slightly unfurled like feathers, swayed.

"Forgive me for being blunt, Colonel Carlos, but your reaction today is a little too intense. I find it strange that you're so infatuated with a honey bug... I mean, an ordinary larva."

"I'm not infatuated with him, I just-"

Halfway through his sentence, Carlos pressed his lips together, an odd look on his face.

"All right, even if he does come from your servant bug bloodline, he already belonged to me. You shouldn't have forcibly taken him away like that!"

Carlos spoke stiffly.

Though his words were vague, he did not deny Su Lin's status as a "honey bug," even though he knew perfectly well that Su Lin was not his honey bug at all.

The moment Carlos finished speaking, a glimmer flashed through the eyes of the silver-haired Zerg, whose face had been impassive until then. Carlos instinctively felt that the other man's mood seemed to have turned very bad in that instant.

"How ridiculous." Medises's attitude abruptly turned icy, and his voice dripped with undisguised sarcasm. "Injecting pheromone fluid into a larva to pass him off as a honey bug... Colonel Carlos, when did you start resorting to such laughable little tricks?"

His pale blue-green eyes fixed on the jet-black Zerg, Medises now looked at Carlos as though he were sizing up prey before a hunt.

"How crude."

Medises delivered his assessment without hesitation.

Called out on the little trick he had used, Carlos blushed a little, an unprecedented sight.

"I... He really isn't my honey bug. But he's still my responsibility," Carlos said.

Medises frowned, his expression growing even worse.

"Oh. Is that so? I had no idea the Pale Calamity were such a kind and compassionate people. You haven't spent long with him, have you? Yet you can't stop thinking about him..."

The silver-haired Zerg spoke in a chilling tone.

"He's my responsibility. I rescued Su Lin from the humans. His level is very low, and those damned primates wiped his memory. He doesn't understand anything. There's no way he could become a qualified 'servant bug.'"