Zerg Predator

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains and falls onto the soft quilt of the bed, forming spots of light.

Zhu Sha looked at Luo Tiantian who had just woken up, and her fluorescent fingertips flew up like butterflies, gently landed on his cheek, brushed across his eyebrows and eyes, and finally landed on his lips with nostalgia.

"That's great. This isn't a dream."

Luo Tiantian rubbed it gently and smiled with satisfaction.

He put his face close to Zhu Sha's neck and took a deep sniff, "You smell so good..."

"Do you like it?" Zhusha released some more pheromones, listened to Luo Tiantian's gradually deepening breathing, and then smelled the long-lost strawberry frankincense as he wished.

"I like it... I like it the most..." Luo Tiantian's unruly hands kept sliding under the soft quilt, his eyes full of affection and desire.

Zhu Sha was reluctant to push him away, but gently pulled Luo Tiantian closer to her. Their breaths intertwined, and the pheromones of strawberry cheese and cold deep spring water intertwined, both eager to rush into each other's bodies.

Yinghuo's fingertips were causing chaos somewhere, Zhusha's breathing became rapid, and pheromones became stronger.

"Not now, Tiantian." Zhu Sha was teased by Luo Tiantian until he became as soft as a puddle of water. When the front line was about to be lost, he grabbed Luo Tiantian's hand and slowly moved it away from himself.

He took a few deep breaths and tried to calm himself down.

"You have to get up. There are still dozens of disabled female soldiers waiting for you to sort out their spiritual seas this afternoon, right?"

"Oh, right..." Luo Tiantian felt very uncomfortable and hugged Zhu Sha tightly. "Actually, it's not too tiring to sort out my spiritual sea, but that reporter kept taking pictures of me, so I dared not relax at all. I was so exhausted."

"Is that so... Then let me help you style your hair." Zhu Sha took Luo Tiantian out of bed and began to wash him. "Why are there reporters?"

"Alas, didn't Marshal Cao Zhan become my chief believer? But how could the military marshal believe in the ordinary Son of God like the sub-female? He told the public that I looked like the insect god in his dream, and even sent a public relations team to create my external image. I am almost dying of embarrassment."

"Then why should he become your believer?" Zhu Sha asked directly while styling Luo Tiantian's hair.

"If you become a follower of the Son of God, you will no longer be forced to marry a male insect. The male lord before him was really too bad." Luo Tiantian replied with a sigh.

"It's rumored outside that Marshal Cao Zhan fell in love with you, but he couldn't compete with Councillor Ling Lie and couldn't get the position of Queen, so he chose to become your believer." There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Zhu Sha's tone.

"Don't listen to the rumors outside, it's not like that." Luo Tiantian gently pulled the corner of Zhu Sha's clothes and comforted him, "Since I cured his spiritual sea, he no longer needs the Son of God."

"Really..." Zhu Sha paused while holding the comb. "You can even cure the spiritual sea of ​​the peak SS level. You are worthy of being like that."

"By the way, do you want me to sort it out for you?" Luo Tiantian suddenly remembered, "I remember the water in your spiritual sea is very cold."

"No, the water in the underground river is supposed to be cold." Zhu Sha smiled and shook his head, "Save your energy, you still have to treat so many people in the afternoon."

"Okay, then be sure to tell me when you feel uncomfortable in your spiritual sea." Luo Tiantian certainly knew that the water in the underground river should be cold, he just felt that the water was a little too cold.

As bitterly cold as the stream water of a military female he had combed before.

However, the coldness of the stream water is caused by too much killing, and Cinnabar has never killed anyone, so it should be the normal temperature of groundwater, right?

"Okay," Zhu Sha finished styling Luo Tiantian.

"So exquisite!" Luo Tiantian was surprised. "As expected of you, this look is so beautiful. You can play the role of the legendary True Son."

After a moment of silence, Zhu Sha said directly: "Tiantian, there is something I need to tell you. I hope you are mentally prepared."

Zhu Sha's tone was unusually serious, and Luo Tiantian's heart instantly tightened: "What is it? Is it... your business?"

Zhu Sha shook his head gently: "It's about your spiritual sea. Tiantian, I looked up a lot of information..."

"What's the problem with my spiritual sea? Is it a terminal illness?" Luo Tiantian asked anxiously. He noticed that the red light in his spiritual sea was gradually increasing, and had been wanting to find a time to investigate it in depth. Unexpectedly, Zhu Sha had already found the answer for him.

Zhu Sha's gaze shot straight into Luo Tiantian's eyes like a sharp arrow, firmly and forcefully: "There is nothing wrong with your spiritual sea, it is just like this. You don't need to play the role of the Son of Light, because you are him."

Luo Tiantian was stunned by the unexpected news. He asked in a trembling voice, "Are you talking about the Son of Light in mythology?"

Zhu Sha nodded slightly, confirming his question.

Luo Tiantian tried to smile in a light-hearted tone, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Why do you take myths so seriously?" But his voice trembled slightly when he said this, and he already knew in his heart that what Zhu Sha said was the truth.

Zhu Sha put his arm around his shoulders and whispered, "You've noticed it, too, right? The red light in your spiritual sea is becoming more and more obvious. Those who were influenced by Cao Zhan's public opinion, as well as the female insects and sub-female insects you treated, have all chosen to believe in you."

"Those red lights..." Luo Tiantian's body trembled even more violently.

Zhu Sha hugged him tightly, his voice full of sympathy: "Yes, those red lights are your believers."

Luo Tiantian's eyes were filled with shock, but the facts were before him and he couldn't help but believe it.

"Tiantian, do you still remember the believer's salute that the last female soldier who was treated performed on you?" Zhusha asked softly.

Luo Tiantian nodded.

"The oath of the believer's ceremony states that the believer is willing to dedicate his spiritual sea to the Son of God, and from then on become a believer of the Son of God, and will never regret it."

Zhu Sha said slowly, "This is not an empty statement. After dedicating his spiritual sea to you, his spiritual sea will be projected into your spiritual sea and become a red ball of light there.

I have read countless documents about the Son of God - whether it is the legends of the Son of God that can be found everywhere, the hymns and odes of the Son of God Academy, the vows of believers, or those research documents that have long been sealed in the cabinet.

All the descriptions, every detail, are amazingly consistent with your situation."

He pulled out an old and rare document from his computer. On a yellowed page, ancient words were used to record some of the Son's qualities and miracles.

He pointed to a passage and read it aloud:

"The Son of God descended from another world, contained all things and turned into light. Bathed in the light, he washed away his sins and obtained eternal peace."

Luo Tiantian stared at those familiar words and felt an indescribable shock - this was not Zerg language, but Chinese.

Luo Tiantian's inner turmoil became more and more intense, as if the whole world was turned upside down at this moment.

Was it not a coincidence that he traveled through time and space to this world, but was he guided by some mysterious force?

Luo Tiantian's eyes revealed deep confusion, and he asked Zhu Sha in a trembling voice: "Zhu Sha, what should I do?"

Zhu Sha stared at him and said firmly, "Tiantian, don't resist your fate. Accept it, just like accepting every moment of your life. Just as you accept the fact that you were born a male insect, you can also accept that you are the unique Son of Light in this world."

Luo Tiantian took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then asked: "So, what responsibilities should the Son of Light bear?"

Zhu Sha's gaze became more profound, and he asked, "Do you still remember the legend of the Holy Son?"

Of course Luo Tiantian remembered the legend that had been passed down through the ages.

In the ancient mythological era of the Zerg, the Zerg were just a weak ethnic group.

At that time, the Zerg could not survive in space, even the slightest change in temperature and humidity was enough to cause them to suffer a catastrophic disaster.

When the catastrophe was about to come, the Insect King pleaded with the Insect God, hoping to grant the Zerg power.

The Insect God showed the Insect Emperor seven colors of insect eggs: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple, for him to choose from. The Insect Emperor chose the most eye-catching red without hesitation.

From then on, blood and fire became the source of power for the Zerg.

The Insect King was overjoyed, but the Insect God showed worry.

He warned the Zerg King that blood would give birth to hatred, fire would burn joy, and that the curse bred by hatred and sorrow would eventually erode the entire Zerg race and push them into the abyss of darkness.

The Insect King was terrified and knelt before the Insect God, begging for salvation.

The Insect God responded that he would let his Son come to bring the light of hope to the Zerg.

Only those believers who dedicate their spiritual sea to the Son can obtain salvation and eternal life.

"So my mission here... is to bring hope to the Zerg?"