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Bai Xu had just hung up the phone when his wrist suddenly tightened. Undercurrents surged in his calm eyes, and in the blink of an eye, a sharp blade appeared at his white fingertips.

Spirit Silk: (????)??Hi, beautiful lady.

As if sensing danger, his dazed spirit twisted its body and clung even closer to Bai Xu's wrist for protection.

Bai Xu:......

Big data shows that most male insects have weak constitutions, and their pheromones tend to be soothing. They are unable to evolve strong physiques and combat power like female insects. Therefore, only male insects of S level or above have the ability to materialize their mental power.

And only female insects with a matching degree higher than 90% can see its mental threads.

The mental power of male insects is roughly divided into nine levels from F to SSS from low to high. According to the latest statistics from the Federal Male Insect Protection Association, the average mental power of male insects has declined again and is now only C-level.

Looking at the entire Zerg race, there are only 9 S-level male Zergs alive and recorded, and each of them is well protected.

Only the King Insect Male can match the top-level mental power like SS level and SSS level.

More than 137 years ago, the th King Insect Palenque died in a huge crisis caused by the combined outbreak of mutant star beasts and high-level pollutants.

In order to defend the Orlik Fortress, the Zerg king and queen chose to self-destruct, completely eliminating the threat of SS pollutants and SSS-level sand whales to the Zerg.

The insect king Palenque is very loyal. He has only one female queen, Tang Qing, in his life. Their only insect egg was accidentally lost in the riot and fell onto the desolate planet.

The cub stage is the most vulnerable period for male insects. A cold can take their lives, let alone the king insect cubs who have just hatched and have no ability to protect themselves.

When it was found, only the broken eggshell and the claw marks of the S-level mutant white tiger were left.

The still tiny spiritual connection that belonged only to the King Insect was completely broken. With the disappearance of the last generation of King Insects, SS and SSS-level male insects became history completely.

At least that's what the Zerg history records.

But when Bai Xu was still young, he accidentally found a file bag marked top secret on his teacher's bookshelf.

Although he never saw it again, he still remembers the words because the content was so shocking.

The archives record that since the death of the King Insect, the Federation has never given up the idea of ​​using the King Insect's eggs to replicate the King Insect.

Dozens of experts and doctors were secretly gathered on a deserted planet and hundreds of experiments were conducted in secret, for which a high price was paid.

Without exception, the experimental subjects were unable to inherit the bloodline of the king insect, and their lifespan was extremely short, not exceeding five years.

No one knows whether it was a natural disaster or the work of insects, but a riot with no traceable source brought this absolutely innocuous, bottom-line-challenging experiment to a complete halt fifteen years ago. All the experimental data, test subjects, experts who had participated in the experiment, and professors all disappeared with the explosion of the desolate planet.

Bai Xu's memories were quickly interrupted by sticky mental threads.

The faint floral scent comes from the transparent spiritual thread, without any threat, like a spring breeze gently brushing against the petals, warmed by the sun.

There was no discomfort that made him feel nauseous, and his body did not reject it at all.

A faint wisp of it had the power to enchant the insect, and easily soothed the remaining pain from the powerful inhibitor.

The mental agitation problem that had troubled him for a long time was suddenly alleviated. Instead of being happy, Bai Xu's cold eyebrows became sharper, and the chill almost froze the air.

Why are there S-rank heroes in the black market?

If this was just a conspiracy against him, the Federation would think too highly of him.

The man who was busy being intimate with the beauty shivered in fear due to the sudden drop in temperature.

Lingsheng raised his head blankly and looked around: What happened? Is the air conditioner broken?

Perhaps because he was fooled by the spiritual thread, Bai Xu inexplicably gave up his desire to destroy it by cutting it off.

He put away the sharp blades on his fingertips, glanced at the cute spiritual thread that was wrapped around his wrist with an unclear expression, and raised his hand to open the suppression ring hidden under his collar to the maximum level.

at the same time.

With a loud "bang", the spirit thread threw away the legendary very sturdy door lock. After enduring too many door panels, it let out a relieved sigh. It could finally be gloriously offline.

Just before the door was broken, the spiritual thread was attached to the eyelids to act as a blindfold, and Su Tang accepted the reminder from her own spiritual thread.

Don't look at ugly things.

Su Tang, who was full of fighting spirit, shuddered suddenly, and goose bumps appeared on her back.

"hiss"

What's going on? Is Curry in a state of panic?

"Click, click."

There was a constant sound of bones breaking and reconnecting, as if someone was popping popcorn next to his ears. The weird imagination made the creepy scene seem a little funny.

The five mercenaries who were originally guarding the door swelled up like balls, turning into half-human, half-insect monsters, so ugly that people could not bear to look at them.

The broad palms turned into sharp limbs, barbs, scales, wings, and bone spurs rooted in the elongated and widened human-shaped torso, like a skewer of candied haws with residue on it, or like a monster that failed to transform, indescribably weird.

In just a few seconds, the empty room was filled with huge and sharp wings, and the snow-white wall was torn apart, revealing the bumpy gray cement core.

The valuable crystal chandelier above the head and the camera fixed in the corner of the wall had all been shattered into pieces under the guidance of the spiritual thread.

Only Big Eyes, with a disabled body but a strong will, tried to stand his last guard shakily, but was kicked by some unsportsmanlike fellow and was smashed to pieces.

For a moment, wall paint and cement flew together, and glass shards and metal fragments mixed into one color.

The very discerning spirit immediately turned into an umbrella, but its ability was limited, and it only cared about its face and not its back, so Su Tang was caught off guard and drenched in dust.

Snow Mei Niang turned into a dirty bun in an instant.

What do these alphas eat to grow up so destructive?

Su Tang, who was huddled in a corner, spat out the wall dust in her mouth and cursed in her heart.

Despite the loud noise, the cage was only slightly scratched, revealing a bit of dark color under the golden surface.

There was no lock on the cage and no one knew how he got in.

"waste"

I didn't expect those "pig teammates" would be so useless. Su Tang lowered her eyelashes, looking unhappy. Her honey-colored pupils dimmed, and a flash of scarlet light flashed quickly.

If large-scale destruction is not possible, then be more precise and only cut one of the lines. Then use the mental thread to expand the gap, and he will be able to get out.

Rough control is easy, but if you want to control the details, it often requires more energy and endurance. It is like it is not difficult to pass noodles through a hole as thick as the head of chopsticks, but if you want to pass noodles through the hole of a needle, you need to use your brain more and spend more time.

He had plenty of patience but little time.

The burst of sweet pheromones was a poison in a candy shell, silently accelerating their transformation into insects while also arousing their most primitive animal desires and appetites.

Sticky, transparent saliva dripped from its sharp teeth, and a beast-like snoring sound came from its throat.

"its mine."

"Xiongzi is mine."

Two hostile forces were fighting in their minds. The heart-wrenching pain made them more irritable. Their greedy eyes were fixed on the little male insect in the cage. In their turbid compound eyes, the strong desire to protect and the brutal killing were pulling back and forth.

Su Tang frowned, vaguely feeling that something was wrong. He couldn't figure it out, so he simply closed his eyes to calm his messy thoughts.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet. At this moment, he was in empathy with the spirit. In a trance, he seemed to have stepped into some mysterious world.

From the perspective of spiritual threads, all objects have discarded their shiny and bright outer shells, revealing their essence constructed from messy lines and particles of various colors.

Inanimate objects like walls and cages are made up of grayish-white particles. The out-of-control mercenary is like a ball of restless black thread, with a sesame-sized gray spot on his head, and he himself is a beautiful bright red.

This wonderful feeling was fleeting, and Su Tang quickly and accurately grabbed the little tail that was trying to slip away.

He ignored the warning of the stinging glands and continued to differentiate the mental threads, connecting them to the brain nerves of the female insects, which were thousands of times thinner than a hair.

This group of alphas is more difficult to control than he thought, and there are things competing with him for control. The competitive spirit arouses Su Tang to instinctively release more pheromones to suppress them.

The overused glands become red and hot, and there is a throbbing pain, and no pheromones can be squeezed out.

Not enough, he needs more pheromones.

Su Tang raised his head and "looked" towards the door. The shortest distance between two points is a straight line. He calculated that it would only take him about fifteen steps to escape from here.

The road to success is just around the corner.

Su Tang never admits defeat. He tightly grasped the gem that was taken from the cage and raised his hand to scratch his arm.

Suddenly, his ears moved.

The person who came walked very lightly, and there was a trace of his spiritual power on his body.