CH 13

Editor: LotusEater

The racial characteristics of the zerg race were sometimes very odd. 

The stronger a female was, the shallower his desires were. The top-most S-Grade females may not even be able to usher in their heat all year round.

From a scientific point of view, it may have been because the energy needed to conceive zerg eggs was too great. Plus, the higher an egg’s grade potential was, the more energy it required. In order to avoid exhaustion, the body mechanisms of a high-grade female would instinctively suppress his heat.

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For example, Ling. There were rumors of him being consecutively recorded in the archives for decades,  remaining clean and untouched.

Males, on the other hand, were just the opposite. 

The more powerful the males were, the greater their desires and expectations. Nowadays, among the A-Grade male circles located in the Imperial Capital, the number of females recorded in the archives had even reached 372.

But today, with the scarcity of males, even those that were low-grade were required to marry as many females as they could, in order to lay as many eggs as possible the moment they turned an age suitable for reproduction.

Few males knew that such behavior would bring about extensive damage to their life span.

But that was their obligation.

…………

“I feel so uncomfortable…”

When the sub-female doctor pressed the button, the originally spacious and bright special ward fell into darkness.

The air was filled with the scent of cold rain, the concentration too saturated and heavy. It made people think of a majestic thunderstorm-filled night when they smelled it. 

But there was a subtle hint of blood and rust mixed in. It was the battlefield in a smoky wilderness, brought by the strong wind from the boundaries of life and death; a burning and obscure scent.

In the narrow room, the two scents were integrated with each other.

The tide alleviated the bloody smell, and then was imbued with a burning passion; flowing vaguely within the room, rising and falling. It’s fragrance swarmed the enclosed area with warmth.

Lu Mo narrowed his eyes and lit a small, orange light at the head of the bed. 

Through the light, he saw a familiar, tall figure.

The figure approached him. As it moved forward, the lights illuminated a pair of delicate, double-breasted boots, then slender and tight legs wrapped in thick cloth, and finally a thin and powerful waistline—And, that’s the end of that. 

Lu Mo uttered an angry sound, discontent.

The other party seemed to sense his mood, and spoke with a chuckle: “Master.” 

Lu Mo opened his eyes wide in the dark: “Come here.”

So he bent down towards Lu Mo, allowing him to see his swan-like neck; his sharp chin that arced elegantly; and that there was a slight sheen of sweat tracing the straight bridge of his nose.

Finally, a pair of exceptionally beautiful red eyes, filled with warm yellow light, and seemingly sprinkled with a layer of gold dust.

Ling was wearing a pair of black leather gloves on his hands. He pressed one such hand on Lu Mo’s shoulder, and the other went around the back of his own head, untying his hair that he had tied up earlier that morning. 

The long, silver hair abruptly spilled down like flowing water, falling on Lu Mo.

The distance between them was too little.

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Lu Mo’s hands encircled the female’s narrow waist. They seemed to have been created to fit together.

It wasn’t until a minute later, when Lu Mo nearly passed out from suffocation, that the female finally let go of him. 

He leaned down and whispered into Lu Mo’s ear, his voice tinged with laughter. “Don’t be nervous, remember to breathe.”

Lu Mo glared at him in annoyance, his cheeks burning slightly.

The female was stared at by him, and his throat tightened. He took Lu Mo’s hand: “If Master doesn’t know how to do it, I can teach you.”

Lu Mo’s hand was pulled and stretched into the folds of the uniform. He felt the touch of the thin shirt, and the warm skin underneath. 

“You, you haven’t completely Metamorphosed yet.”

The female’s voice trembled slightly, “So we can only make a preliminary contract, but…”

He lowered his head, rubbed Lu Mo’s hand with the tip of his nose, and raised his eyelids to look at Lu Mo.

“Would you like to touch my wings?” 

There was a swish in the air, and then Lu Mo was gazing at two pairs of huge, transparent wings sticking out from behind the female.

They were beautiful, very beautiful wings. So beautiful they reminded him of the legendary elves’ wings.

Against the light, you could see the fine, phosphor detailing reflecting a faint blue light. But with a slight change of angle, the light’s color would change to another.

From all different angles, the wings presented a colorful appearance. 

Lu Mo couldn’t help but reach out his hand, gently touching it.

“Mm—”

The female made a low, long sound, and fell weakly on Lu Mo’s shoulder.

Ling had never thought that the two pairs of hard and sharp wings that had supported him in many battles would unexpectedly be unable to stand this. 

The moment Lu Mo touched them, Ling’s entire body trembled.

Looking at the male’s curious eyes, Ling couldn’t help reaching out his hand to cover his face: “Forget it, we’ll stop here today, mm—”

Ling’s eyes widened in shock.

The male refused to let go, as if he had discovered some treasure. Instead he opened his mouth slightly and pursed his lips over the tips of Ling’s wings. 

He was not fully awake. His eyes were pure and innocent as he stared at Ling with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

“Don’t go…”

“Wait, wait!” Ling held out his hand to Lu Mo, but fell powerlessly in the air, and could barely able to grab the quilt.

There was still more time…. 

——

Three hours later.

The sub-female waited at the door with his eyes open. He had waited, waited and waited until he just about fell asleep, when the closed door finally opened with a click.

Only the male came out. The doctor stammered nervously: “Eh, eh?” 

Lu Mo held out his hand and made a gesture of silence: “He is very tired, don’t disturb him.”

The cold voice of the system sounded in his mind: [He’s not very tired, he’s dying.]

Lu Mo’s eyes lit up: “Then my scum value ……?”

System: [Don’t even think about it, he’s frosty dead at best.] 

Lu Mo was very sorry: [Okay…]

“Hmph.”

Just then, a cold snort full of contempt attracted Lu Mo’s attention. He turned his head and saw through the transparent glass that Song Jianshu in the next ward had also woken up.

Half of his body was covered with bandages and amusingly looked like a mummy. Lu Mo couldn’t help but curl his mouth halfway up. 

Song Jianshu eyed him as if he was going to eat him alive.

But in the end, the other party endured it and warmly spoke to the sub-female doctor, “How about it? Can you test it now?”

Song Jianshu could see that Lu Mo and Ling had not yet made a contract, so there was still time. As long as they could kill each other in the cradle in time, there would be no problem.

The sub-female doctor nodded, pulled over professional equipment from the side, and said to Lu Mo: “Please sit down here and roll your sleeves over your forearm..” 

“Okay.”

The bright needle pierced into Lu Mo’s arm. Vibrant red blood flowed slowly into the vial.

Song Jianshu’s mouth showed a smile.

Lu Mo propped his chin up with one hand and suddenly said, “Song Jianshu, are you able to get so much money? Otherwise, forget it. I have money, and the car’s worth can be earned back in a month. If you lose—” 

He narrowed his eyes and laughed: “How much of Wenge’s fortune will be left? I’m concerned, it’s not going to be a complete loss for you, right?”

Hmph, trying to cheat him.

Of course Song Jianshu would not be fooled. He said coldly: “I would like to remind you that you used prohibited items without permission and even injured a high-grade male. You’ll be punished for more than one crime. Even if you are a male, you’ll be sent to the reformation center. ”

“That makes sense.” Lu Mo nodded, “Why don’t we add another bet?” 

Song Jianshu was taken aback, and a bad hunch crept in his heart.

But looking at Lu Mo’s confident expression, he calmed down. The more guilty a person was, the more they liked to feign calm.

But it was just a struggle before death.

Song Jianshu: “It doesn’t matter..” 

Lu Mo’s knuckles pointed to the table: “If I win, you will give me your residence permit in the Imperial Star.”

Looking into Song Jianshu’s indecisive eyes, Lu Mo said quietly: “Why, are you afraid? ”

“How could I be!”

Song Jianshu gritted his teeth: “What if you lose? ” 

“Of the things I have, you can pick any one and take it away.” Lu Mo’s left hand waved in the air in a careless manner, “Factory, cash, mine development rights, take your pick.”

Song Jianshu stared at Lu Mo sternly, “Are you sure?”

Lu Mo leaned back in the wide chair he was sitting on: “I will never regret it.”

Song Jianshu’s eyes flashed frantically as he peered at Lu Mo suspiciously. It was as if he wanted to find something wrong from that leisurely expression. 

That might be one of the most difficult choices he’d ever make in his life.

Time went by a little, and the sub-female doctor’s whole face was shining with sweat. He picked up the sample and was about to go to the test room, but was pulled back by Lu Mo.

Lu Mo smiled and glanced at his hand: “Doctor, why are your hands shaking?”

The sub-female subconsciously glanced at Song Jianshu. The opponent’s expression instantly became gloomy. 

Originally, he had wanted to stall for time and delay until the test results came out. In a short period of time, he learned that the sub-female was a big fan of his, and would definitely give him a hint at the test results.

“Hurry up.” Lu Mo whistled, “You have to make a decision quickly or the blood will expire. I don’t want to suffer again!”

Song Jianshu’s eyes wandered back and forth, suspicious and uncertain; sure and uneasy. These very different expressions shifted back and forth on his face as he broke out in a cold sweat.

Wenge was very worried: “Master, otherwise forget it…” 

Song Jianshu gave him a stern look, about to get angry, but instead laughed as if he had thought of something.

Lu Mo frowned and said, “What are you laughing at?”

Song Jianshu’s pure black eyes stared at Song Mo: “You said, anything?”

Lu Mo nodded: “Indeed.” 

Song Jianshu stretched out his hand and pointed: “Then I want him.”

He had pointed in the direction of Ling’s room.