Master of Masters 56

Chapter 56: How Many CCs?

When Wien finished making the bed and went to the bathroom to get the bathing He Yue, then cleaned himself up, He Yue was lying in bed, staring blankly. He sat on the edge of the bed for a while, debating whether he could ask to stay.

A very dull but loud thud, passing through the thick walls, was keenly caught by Wien.

A fox?

Wien leaned against the door, quietly opening a crack.

A thick smell of blood wafted in from outside. In the lit corridor, he saw a blood-soaked figure stumbling into the bedroom, a half-used syringe sticking out of his neck.

The sound of the door being locked came, and the corridor returned to silence.

The fox his Master had picked up wasn’t just a simple green tea bitch, a pet vying for attention.

Wien locked the door, looking anxiously at He Yue, who was curled up in a ball under the covers.

No, he wouldn’t let anything happen to his Master.

Just as he was about to unlock the door and go out, he heard He Yue’s uncomfortable moan and turned to see him kick off the quilt, tossing it aside.

He regretted listening to his colleague’s advice and douching with the potion they had so enthusiastically recommended.

Now that he thought about it, the way they had nodded so eagerly and meaningfully, they had clearly recommended this potion to him on purpose. In the end, his Master was so aroused that he almost drained his pheromones, still clinging to him, refusing to let go.

He would deal with them later.

Staying with He Yue now was far more important than going next door to question the clearly unstable Knasch.

Wien put the quilt back on He Yue, and as he approached, He Yue grabbed his hand.

“Uncomfortable… don’t go…” He Yue’s eyes were half-closed in discomfort, so tired yet unable to sleep due to the pheromones. This feeling of being too tired to open his eyes yet unable to sleep was worse than insomnia.

Wien’s heart ached with guilt.

With He Yue’s barely conscious permission, he lay down beside him and hugged him. The gland on the back of He Yue’s neck was red and swollen, making him feel even more guilty.

He had previously criticized Koeyle, saying he would definitely prioritize his Master’s body, be restrained, and make his Master stop.

The invisible slap hit his face, a harsh blow, breaking the vow he had made so confidently.

Could anyone really persuade He Yue to stop at that moment?

Lying in Wien’s soft embrace, He Yue felt slightly better, nuzzling his face against Wien’s chest, letting out a soft moan of discomfort.

But Wien was now wide awake, not at all sleepy. He pressed his hand against the swollen gland on the back of He Yue’s neck, his palm flush against the hot skin.

The floral scent of the pheromones, which had been faint before, intensified as he touched the back of his neck.

“Hoo… what…” He Yue murmured, his eyes blinking hazily, his pupils completely unfocused. As he turned his head unconsciously, the back of his neck brushed against Wien’s palm.

The person in Wien’s arms shuddered, his eyebrows furrowing at the timely caress. He seemed to have found the source of his discomfort, and a way to relieve it.

“…Rub it…”

“Master, you can’t take it.”

He Yue raised his chin, his eyes still hazy. He leaned closer and wrapped his arms around Wien’s shoulders, his body curling into the much broader embrace.

“If I pass out from the pleasure… I can sleep.”

“Master…?”

Wien finally realized that under his gentle exterior, his Master was a crazed and soft lunatic.

Although it was unusual, He Yue’s suggestion was indeed the fastest way to relieve the pheromone congestion. And his Master must have trusted him enough, felt safe enough, to give him this command to make him pass out in his arms.

The loyal little dog couldn’t refuse this decision.

His hand gently massaged the back of He Yue’s neck, pulling him into a self-created frenzy, gradually losing consciousness and reason. He Yue’s moans started as soft whimpers, then turned into low sobs. He could suppress his voice by biting his lip, but it only created an illusion of being both lost in pleasure and restrained.

He Yue lifted his leg and draped it over Wien. When that wasn’t enough, he turned over and lay on his side, his face pressed against Wien’s chest.

Thankfully, the size difference between them was significant, and he didn’t put much pressure on Wien.

When the gland had flattened slightly, He Yue’s words were barely audible, like a dream. This half-asleep state made Wien feel like he was taking advantage of He Yue, even feeling a slight sense of guilt.

Although it wasn’t really taking advantage, just rubbing the back of his neck.

When He Yue’s breathing became steady, even when Wien massaged the back of his neck, he didn’t react, truly having passed out.

Sigh…

Wien sighed heavily, lying flat on his back, carefully pulling the quilt He Yue had kicked off over both of them, even more worried about his Master’s body.

He had been so careful in nurturing him, why was his Master still not well?

Unable to sleep, Wien started blaming the three thousand cc’s of potion.

He Yue had planned to wait by Knasch’s door the night before, to catch the fox sneaking out to do mischief, but he had overslept due to Wien’s little incident.

He opened his eyes to find it was already noon. Knasch had long since returned to his bedroom, with a tube of gland blood taken from another male insect.

“He came back not long after Master fell asleep.”

Wien held his Master, his arm numb from being used as a pillow, completely without feeling.

“I heard…”

He Yue’s voice was filled with the unguarded grumpiness of someone who had just woken up. After failing to wake up properly, he turned and burrowed into Wien’s embrace. His body felt like it was filled with cotton, his limbs weak, his mind strangely hazy.

“You said before… if it were you… you would definitely be restrained, make me stop…” His lazy tone was light and airy, his face pressed against the soft muscle of Wien’s chest, his words drawn out and slurred, turning his groggy muttering into a surprisingly charming coquettishness.

Wien held the over-exerted body tightly, his face pressed against the hot gland on the back of He Yue’s neck, and whispered, “I’m sorry.”

No female insect could have stopped his Master at that moment, absolutely none!

His Master was too alluring, the faint floral scent of his pheromones, the trembling petals and delicate pink hue of the blooming flower, always made Wien think, I should make this flower even more vibrant, make the floral scent even stronger…

Make his Master even more intoxicated.

Thankfully, his Master had absolute control, stopping just as the pleasure was about to plateau, like the law of diminishing returns. If a strong female insect had taken control, his Master would have been drained and passed out.

“Lieutenant Colonel Wien… aren’t you going to work today?” He Yue asked, half-asleep, his voice soft as a dream.

“The new project hasn’t started yet. I’ll go after I find some inspiration.”

He Yue chuckled, his laughter muffled against Wien’s chest. “I have a suggestion for you.”

“What is it?”

“How to get rid of a male insect’s swollen gland.”

Wien found He Yue’s annoyed complaint incredibly endearing and gently patted his back, trying to appease him. “It will stop hurting when Master gets a little older. The gland is also growing, it’s only been a little over six months.”

He Yue, the transmigrator from a human world, was once again amused by this insect logic.

“I’m only six months old, then what are you female insects who are decades old?”

He Yue tilted his head back, looking at the strong male body before him.

“Are you a brother? Or an uncle?”

Wien’s face instantly heated up, and he shook his head repeatedly. “No, you can’t call me that…”

The more flustered the doggy became, the more amused He Yue was. He knew that words related to age would trigger more shame in the subordinate, and the title of lieutenant colonel was the same, the age difference even more so.

His eyes were filled with mischievous cunning, and as he leaned closer, his reflection was the only thing in Wien’s pupils. He deliberately lowered his voice, his breath catching, drawing out each syllable, his pleasant voice a sweet bait.

“Want to get fucked, brother?”

A drop of blood fell onto He Yue’s face. He wiped his cheek with the back of his hand and saw a red streak. The alluring facade was instantly replaced by a bright laugh, and he reached for the tissue on the bedside table, covering Wien’s nose.

“You’re really so easy to tease.”

“No one is easy to tease, Master…”

Wien pressed one hand against his nose, his other arm holding He Yue tightly. His heart pounded against his chest, thumping against He Yue’s in their close embrace.

The word “brother” had a deeper meaning for Wien.

The accompanying male and female insects were fated to be a pair, born together, their blood connected, like twins in this world. The genetic imprint in Wien’s body had more meaning than that of other female insects, an inseparable and undeniable existence.

“I’m hungry, bro…”

Before He Yue could finish, Wien, still pressing against his nose, released him and jumped up.

“I’ll go make you something to eat.”

He looked like he was fleeing, afraid that He Yue would say a few more teasing words and make his nosebleed worse. As he closed the door, he heard a triumphant laugh from behind, a laugh born from the joy of teasing his dog.

Wien shook his head with a helpless smile, his eyes filled with gentle affection.

If only his Master could always be this happy.

No, his Master must always be this happy.

While Wien was busy in the kitchen, the fox he considered cunning appeared.

“Get out, don’t get your fox fur in the food.” Wien’s voice was still cold. He was annoyed by the fluffy fox ears, and the wagging fox tail was also an eyesore.

Knasch put on a pleading expression. “It’s not shedding season, just let me learn a little. I’m also doing this to take care of Master, to cook for him.”

“My accompanying male insect doesn’t need your care.”

“If he didn’t, Master wouldn’t have brought me back.”

Wien’s grip on the kitchen knife tightened. “Get out.”

“You blockhead, we’re living under the same roof, can’t we just get along?”

Wien’s hand, chopping vegetables, paused.

“You think we can get along because you don’t love him.” He chopped the vegetables with force, as if venting his anger. “If you saw him as a lover, you wouldn’t think we could get along, you would just want to kick me out.”

Wien treated the vegetables on the cutting board as Knasch, slicing them into thin pieces.

“So, I don’t think we can get along.” Wien put the chopped vegetables into the pot. “Not only that, you’re also trying to harm my lover, so I have to keep an eye on you.”

“I won’t harm him.”

“You better not.” Wien pointed out of the kitchen. “You came back covered in blood, and you still say you didn’t do anything wrong. Get out, if you don’t want me to throw this knife at your head, disappear from my sight now.”

Knasch’s fox ears twitched. “Let’s make a deal. You chop my head once, and I can watch you cook?”

“I don’t want to dirty my hands, get out.”

“…You blockhead!!”

Knasch was finally driven out by Wien, still clutching a small packet of white powder. He wouldn’t kill He Yue, but he needed male insect gland blood, or semen after bonding.

He wagged his tail in annoyance and snatched a nutrient solution from the dining table, heading back to his room.

No, without the protection of the assassin organization, it was too risky for him to investigate and deal with the consequences of the assassination himself. Yesterday, he had accidentally triggered the alarm and had to jump off a building to make those insects believe he was dead.

He punched the wall in frustration.

Who puts an alarm on a piece of flooring by the bed!

He threw himself onto the bed in despair, covering his eyes with his fox ears.

From what he knew of He Yue, he definitely wouldn’t give him his gland blood easily. That elegant, powerful, and calm demeanor didn’t seem like someone who would be swayed by a fox’s charms and bond with him.

He curled up on his side, hugging his tail.

A fox’s life was endless.

The calm and composed male insect he knew was now sitting on the bed, sipping the porridge Wien had made for him.

“What was that potion, an aphrodisiac?” He Yue wasn’t interrogating, just curious, but the already guilty Wien misunderstood and immediately knelt by the bed.

“It was an accident, Master.”

“Why was it an accident?” He Yue chewed on the mushroom in the porridge, his speech slightly muffled.

Wien visibly started sweating, his tone incredibly anxious. “I just asked my colleague at the research institute, he said the three thousand cc’s I was given had to be diluted, and I couldn’t use it all at once.” “How much?” He Yue stopped eating his porridge, frozen in surprise, the warm porcelain bowl in his hands.

Was this some kind of miracle of construction?

Wien quickly explained, “I didn’t use it all at once, I used it in several batches… I was worried it wasn’t clean, and I wanted to leave a good impression on Master the first time.” He Yue was amused and laughed, shaking so much that the bowl in his hand almost spilled. Wien quickly steadied the bowl and placed it aside.

It felt like Wien’s head was steaming. He Yue punched his shoulder, and Wien caught his fist.

“Three thousand cc’s, right? I’ll remember that. Next time, I’ll have to see how Lieutenant Colonel Wien handles three thousand cc’s.” Wien’s smile froze, a bad memory surfacing. Even with his large build, he had almost been exhausted by the three thousand cc’s.

“That potion is gone, Master.”

“I can use something else.”

“…”

Wien wanted to say something to plead, but seeing He Yue’s high spirits and bright smile, his heart softened.

“Alright… little dog won’t refuse Master’s orders.”

His Master’s smile reached his eyes, his gaze gentle as he ruffled the little dog’s hair.

“Why are you so obedient, good doggy.”

That three thousand cc’s of douching had truly exhausted He Yue. He bought a few tools, decorated the studio…

And waited for the fox’s next move.

Kano had said that Knasch was created as a sex toy, born with a wanton nature.

So, not giving the fox any meat was the best method.

Wien’s gaze almost never left He Yue, so Knasch had no opportunity to use the sleeping pills, nor could he stick a needle in the back of He Yue’s neck to draw blood.

Force wouldn’t work, so he had to be subtle.

“Master, the back of your neck looks a bit swollen, is it a bruise?” The fox was so hungry he wanted to bite him right then and there.

He Yue pulled down his collar and touched the back of his neck. “The gland is already fine.” He also feigned ignorance and asked, “Do you need something?” “I…” The words “want to bite you” were stuck in his throat, and Knasch could only wag his tail and swallow his words.

In the insect world, asking to bite a male insect’s gland was even more offensive than asking to lick his cock!

He clenched his fist, knelt at He Yue’s feet with his tail tucked between his legs, and tried to use his fox-like charm to appeal to his Master, who liked fluffy little animals. “Master, do you want to play with my fox ears?” He Yue smiled gently, and just as the fox thought he was about to make progress, he replied softly, “No.” The fox’s ears immediately drooped.

“Master, after I was created, I learned many things. Can you let me serve you?” He Yue looked away from the interesting video on his optical device and at the fox lying on his lap, his eyes filled with hope.

“Really? What were you created for?”

“I…” The dark, painful memories were dredged up from the depths of his mind, returning to him, bloody and raw. He shuddered, his lips trembling. “To satisfy Master’s lust.” “Do you think so too?”

Knasch’s face was pale, his eyes darting around. He forced a smile that was uglier than crying, his azure pupils filled with helplessness and pain.

“This is my genetic imprint, Master, I can only think this way.” The unexpected answer made He Yue’s eyebrows furrow in surprise.

He seemed to understand what Kano had said, that Knasch didn’t genetically recognize a female insect’s submission to a male insect, and he also understood why the assassin organization had chosen him as a tool to kill male insects.

A monster, unbound by the primal instincts of female insects, who wouldn’t suffer from the backlash of the genetic imprint even if he wantonly killed male insects, who was immune to male insect pheromones, yet had lust as a part of his genes…

He Yue could only find this word in the dictionary to describe him.

Whoever became Knasch’s Master, he would, based on his genetic imprint, become their sex tool.

He Yue gripped his chin.

“Then show me your genetic imprint, little fox.”

Their bond was shallow, and even with such a tragic fate, He Yue couldn’t feel any sympathy. Especially for this bad fox who was constantly eyeing his gland, wanting to take a bite out of his fragile gland.

He turned on the projector and pointed to his feet. “Now, I need a rug. Do you know what to do?”

Knasch lay flat, his tail tucked under him, arching his back slightly, accurately presenting his ass to He Yue’s feet.

The fluffy fox tail was a bit troublesome here. If he slept on his back, his tail would make his back ache. But now, the tail served as a pillow, propping him up.

The projector started playing, the host’s voice standard and official.

The pattern on He Yue’s shoe sole was distinct, and the pressure made Knasch moan in pain, yet He Yue never used brute force, even with a rug, his movements were skillful.

The fox’s modified body reacted almost instantly. He cupped He Yue’s feet in his hands, his azure eyes filled with pleading, his pleasant voice soothing He Yue.

Indeed, his body reacted before his mind, and even the worst technique could turn into a wanton display to please his Master, especially with He Yue.

“Shh, be quiet. Little fox, disturbing Master watching TV is a bad behavior.”

He Yue placed his index finger on his lips, and during the conversation, he increased the pressure on his foot.

The fox bit his lip, his neck tensed, his expression a mixture of pain and restraint. He could perfectly satisfy any of He Yue’s cruel methods and hobbies, whether gentle or severe, always giving a good reaction.

After all, he was born for this.

“Is the fox limitless?”

He Yue, having used considerable force, lifted his foot and saw the bleeding pattern. He gently tapped the bloody mark with the tip of his shoe, the sensation even more unbearable than the sudden stinging pain.

“This, this isn’t right.”

“Didn’t you say you were limitless? Even if I stab you here now, nothing will happen to you, right?”

Knasch turned his head away, and although he was reluctant to admit it, he still nodded.

He had been stabbed more than once during his training.

He Yue nodded, still lightly touching him with the tip of his shoe. He heard a pleasant cry, the kind of cry of wanting but not getting, of pain but also of infatuation, which was truly enjoyable.

This required considerable training, yet he had achieved it so easily.

Previously, He Yue had to spend a lot of time to turn his prey into this state, but his new little fox only needed one simple step.

Just tamper with his genetic imprint.

From the moment he was created, he was a finished sex tool. Any so-called training was just a verification of this genetic imprint.

Moreover, he was also given the ability of hyper-healing, becoming an indestructible, immortal tool.

If He Yue was a conqueror who didn’t care about mental conquest, he would have chosen to just use Knasch as a tool. But he enjoyed the process of possession and conquest, gradually conquering his mental territory.

The fox trembled violently under his foot.

“No.”

The fox’s ears perked up, the white fur on them bristling.

“How can this be controlled!”

“What, you’ve been training for so long, and you still don’t know how to control it, you need me to teach you?”

Knasch’s eyes widened. “Of course I haven’t heard… training, isn’t it supposed to be, faster reaction, faster cumming?”

“Now you know.”

He Yue’s voice was calm, but it was the voice of a devil.

“No.”