Chapter 41 Part 1

007: 【One week ago, the Empire’s gender protection radicals joined forces with various star pirate groups that have always been at odds with Red Blood. They set up an ambush during a star mine transaction to encircle Red Blood. Although the encirclement failed, Red Blood still suffered heavy losses. In their rage, Red Blood released the male insect video onto Star Net. Although this male insect wasn’t an Empire citizen but a traitor within Red Blood, such inhumane actions instantly ignited public fury on Imperial Capital Star.】

Shen Yu wondered: 【Aren’t they male-hating? How could there be a male insect inside?】

007: 【To be precise, Red Blood despises the Empire’s male insects—especially those arrogant, stupid, ignorant noble male insects who hog zerg resources, do nothing, and take pleasure in abusing female insects.】

“……”

Shen Yu instantly felt like countless arrows pierced his chest, each one stabbing straight into his heart.

They might as well just plaster his full name on it and skip all those adjectives.

The rainy night’s wind carried a chill, scraping cold trails across his exposed neck.

Shen Yu bent his knee, lifted his leg, and stomped ruthlessly toward the female insect’s crotch.

The female insect’s taut muscles trembled instantly. Veins bulged on his forehead, nearly bursting through his skin. At the same time, a surge of brutal killing intent erupted from those scarlet eyes—like burning, somber flames that swept toward Shen Yu with tangible force, eager to tear him to shreds.

Shen Yu thought that if looks could kill, he would have died a hundred times over.

But evidently, the female insect had sustained very severe injuries, leaving him completely unable to resist even this humiliation from Shen Yu.

How pitiful.

Shen Yu leaned down slightly. His slender, beautiful fingers seized Ludwig’s jaw.

The female insect’s bones were too hard. Even through the soft fabric of his glove, they still dug uncomfortably into Shen Yu’s fingers.

But this didn’t dampen his current enthusiasm at all.

Although Sainka had been taken away by Demian, this female insect before him looked quite impressive too.

Shen Yu didn’t know the female insect’s exact rank, but judging from the astonishing recovery power at his wrist, the wound had begun healing rapidly from the moment of injury through high-division cells. Even the tendons inside had swiftly fused and restructured with the bones.

With such freakish recovery ability, how bad could his rank be, even if it was low?

They were all zerg with nearly identical structures. Yet after generations of reproduction and evolution, why could female insects easily beastify, evolve exoskeletons, and gain terrifying power capable of near world-destroying destruction?

Was it solely because of the existence of the spirit sea?

Then why did female insects’ spirit seas require soothing by male insects’ mental tentacles?

Shen Yu wanted to know the answers.

Moreover, he had a premonition that those answers lay within the female insect’s blood, organs, and bones.

The silver-haired male insect lowered his gaze slightly. His finger bones exerted force as he lifted the female insect’s hard jaw and shone the terminal’s light on his face.

The female insect had a full forehead and thick brows that swept into his temples, now slightly furrowed. His eye sockets were deep-set, and the color of his eyes was thick red, almost black.

Half of the female insect’s face was in light, half in shadow, accentuating his sharp features and distinct angular contours.

The intense bloody stench and the heavy gunpowder smell from the female insect filled his nostrils entirely. Shen Yu met his defiant pupils—two clusters of wild fire tearing through the night.

Shen Yu frowned. He intensely disliked such a gaze. His slender fingers tightened involuntarily.

“Tch, who allowed you to look at me like that?”

“However… you’re still alive despite such heavy injuries.” The male insect’s tone shifted as his gaze appraised him like merchandise being vetted for quality. Upon seeing the pool of blood on the ground, he satisfactorily curled his red lips. “Your vitality seems pretty good. How about being my dog?”

Dog?

Ludwig’s lips pressed into a tight line, his teeth grinding with audible clicks. His mountain-like body trembled faintly, his breathing suddenly turning rapid—like a volcano on the verge of eruption, clearly furious to the extreme.

He narrowed his eyes, now regarding Shen Yu as a corpse.

Even in his heavily injured state, if he truly wanted to kill a male insect, he had a hundred ways to make one wish for death.

If not for the devastation in his spirit sea preventing him from even deploying his exoskeleton, this arrogant, clueless male insect would have turned into a puddle of pus and blood the instant he touched him!

But Ludwig soon felt fortunate that he hadn’t.

Such a simple death would be far too merciful for this male insect daring to overstep.

Dare to make him a dog?

He would drain every drop of blood from this damned male insect, smash his insect bones inch by inch with a hammer studded in barbs, rip his antennae alive from that empty skull, then hang the corpse from the Fasser Royal Family’s bell tower for all to see!

Shen Yu: “……” He hadn’t even done anything yet.

Ludwig stared at him deathly, secretly gathering all his strength.

The instant Shen Yu leaned closer, the female insect shot out his hand, seized Shen Yu’s ankle, and yanked viciously.

Shen Yu hadn’t expected the female insect to still have the strength to fight back, let alone with such ferocity. His body lurched backward, off-balance. He hurriedly reached for the wall but grasped only air. He crashed heavily onto the female insect’s chest, umbrella and all.

Shen Yu’s scalp tingled. It felt like slamming into a slab of heated iron.

At the same time, danger and killing intent surged up his back.

Shen Yu felt a weight on his neck as the female insect’s iron-pincer hand clamped onto the back of his head.

The rioting pain in his spirit sea twisted like a sharp knife in his brain. Ludwig furrowed his brows, gasping for breath. The hot, bloody exhalations he released tightened inch by inch around the male insect’s vital point.

The female insect’s hoarse, dangerous voice rasped by his ear, breath blasting down: “Who the fuck are you calling a dog, huh? Bark for daddy.”

“……” Call your dad.

In the dark corner, only the faint terminal light glowed. The umbrella slipped from his hand, its handle thudding into a nearby trash bag with a rustle.

The terminal’s screen got wet from the rain, its light turning soggy.

Shen Yu’s hands splayed open, forcibly pressed into the female insect’s hard, scorching chest cavity. His silver hair scattered wildly, flowing with a sheen in the darkness.

Every muscle striation on the female insect was fiercely intimidating. Shen Yu’s vision was pitch black; he saw nothing. His nose filled with Ludwig’s blood scent and thick pheromone aroma.

The male insect carried a sweet rose-like fragrance. Ludwig blanked for a split second, but the top female insect’s iron self-control snapped him back.

The female insect’s eyes chilled. His voice darkened: “Why aren’t you barking?”

Shen Yu kept breathing steadily and mumbled: “Lily.”

Ludwig’s fingers dug into his nape like a branding iron. He scoffed: “What Lily? Dogs don’t—”

“Attack.”

The terminal’s light clicked down with a “snap.”

The alley flooded with countless neon shadows. Vision narrowed abruptly. The white glove on his hand got soaked too.

The wrist terminal clattered to the ground, its base extending four slender legs.

The watch-sized terminal rapidly folded and recombined, growing larger and taller—from a small cube into a towering mechanical construct wielding a blade, its narrow shadow stretching long.

Lily raised her long blade. Cold, sharp gleam flashed. In an instant, it slashed straight at the female insect’s arm.

“Fuck—”

With a “squish,” blood sprayed.

The severed hand flew out of the darkness, “thudding” as it rolled several times across the wet ground before splashing into a puddle and stilling.

Shen Yu rose calmly. The soaked white glove clung uncomfortably to his skin.

Without the umbrella’s shelter, rain slid down his cheek to his brows and eyes. His thick silver lashes, upper and lower, dripped wet—like a pair of clasped little hands.

He lowered his gaze indifferently at the female insect on the ground, then slowly peeled off his glove.

Shen Yu reached out and tossed the glove onto the female insect’s face, which burned with the desire to kill him.

Having worn it all day, the glove carried a thin layer of hand sweat, infused with the male insect’s rose petal scent.

Ludwig, smeared full-face with the male insect’s potent pheromones, felt a heat current surge down his bulging veins. His breathing instantly grew heavier.

Compared to his arm being severed, discovering this abnormal reaction stunned him more. A flash of brutality and disbelief crossed his darkening eyes.

Damn it—with his spirit sea damaged, even this low-grade male insect’s pheromones could override him?

The male insect noticed his reaction and paused visibly.

Shen Yu’s red lips curved mockingly: “Tch, you were resisting so fiercely just now, and now you’re already enjoying it? Not all that impressive. I thought you were some unyielding paragon.”

“But let me give you one sincere piece of advice: in front of me, little tricks like playing hard to get have no effect.”

“……”

Veins throbbed at Ludwig’s temples.

He took back his earlier decision—hanging this damned male insect on the Fasser Royal Family’s tower for display was far from enough—

He wouldn’t just torment him to death. He would hunt down the Mermaid Clan hiding in the Extreme Dark Domain, scatter his ashes into the cosmos, and curse him to be chased and tortured for eternity!

Ludwig hung his head, a cruel killing intent flashing in his eyes.

In the original text, after witnessing Ludwig’s astonishing recovery power, Vidonien—his entire body trembling with mad joy—took Lily’s long blade while the female insect still had consciousness. Laughing maniacally in the night, he personally carved Ludwig’s body into thirty-two pieces and packaged them to take home.

Shen Yu: “……”

With his spirit sea damaged, every inch cut amplified the pain infinitely through the female insect’s pain nerves.

The red liquid flowing from the female insect was thick and sticky, dyeing the entire alley’s concrete a dim, deep crimson.

Ludwig was tough too—he didn’t even groan once throughout.

Blood mixed with rainwater, forming gurgling red streams. Flesh chunks scattered, finally giving the starving stray cats and dogs a feast.

At a glance, it was nothing short of hell.

Shen Yu fell silent for a long time.

In the previous world’s first loop, he had bitterly complained that he had zero connection to Zhou Jinsheng—not even able to get close, let alone strategize.

But now, he changed his mind.

No relation was the best relation—it left him plenty of room to maneuver!

—Anything beat having to stay in character and dismember Ludwig into pieces right now.

Wait—

Shen Yu thought of something and suddenly asked: 【…Don’t tell me the original body ascending to the Tribunal was also tied to the villain?】

Zerg prioritized reproduction above all. Vidonien, as the Empire’s one and only S-rank male zerg, suffered from mental tentacle summoning disorder, but with the Empire’s indulgence toward male insects—as long as it didn’t involve fertility—crimes were essentially inconsequential—

So how could Vidonien so easily end up at the Imperial Military Tribunal?

007 nodded: 【Correct. After the host kidnapped the protagonist receiver, the protagonist attacker sought help from Fred, who was Ludwig’s subordinate before he defected from the Military Department. Later, the original body’s final trial conviction, imprisonment, and torment to death in prison all bore Ludwig’s handiwork.】

Shen Yu: “……”

What a world-ending setup.

Shen Yu made one last desperate struggle: 【…Do I really have to cut him to pieces alive and package him home?】

White Dumpling 007 nodded solemnly: 【Yes, you can’t violate the character line.】

Shen Yu: 【Cut the cutesy act.】

Lily’s arm retracted, the long blade shifting back into a metal arm, reflecting the cold rain light.