The male worm who is the object of marriage has just reached adulthood

Evan is a winged Zerg, and his race is an omnivorous creature, but he grew up eating grass, and the monks on the isolated island also expressly forbid eating meat, and the management is strict.

Evan felt something was wrong, but it didn't look like he was sick.

He lay on the bed and slept for a while, and was awakened by the heat, his back was sore and numb, like a little ant biting.

At first, his back was uncomfortable, and then he began to feel that the lake of mental power was like a boiling soup pot, a little bit hot. Evan rolled over with the quilt in his mouth, concentrating, but there were still double images in front of him. He blinked and exhaled. Sit up in one breath.

There was no sound at all outside.

Evan bit the corner of the quilt and whimpered for a while, his hot cheeks were flushed, his nose was sore, his joints hurt, and his eyes were filled with tears.

He struggled to reach for the suitcase, his fingers trembling, and he failed to open the buckle after hitting it several times.

His predecessor loves to study spiritual power, and he will definitely not let go of the taboo of the isolated island. Maybe he has tried it secretly, but Evan has a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder and is obsessed with the sense of order, so he has never read the following content.

Opening the box, Evan sat on the bed in a daze holding the diary, feeling more and more uncomfortable. He nodded his head, and the lake of mental power in his mind was bubbling like boiling.

Unable to hold on, the little male worm lay down on the bed in large characters, and let out a very primitive Zerg chirp.

Haw.

Evan covered his mouth, clenched his fists and beat the bed, chirping, feeling that something was wrong.

After lying down for half an hour, Evan then sleepwalked out of bed and began to pile everything in the room onto the bed.

Without food, ore and shiny things, he seemed a little anxious, but going out was equivalent to exposing the empty nest to the dangerous nature. Evan thought slowly, and it took him about two or three hours to pack it up, and then He jumped out of bed and opened the door.

The white feet stepped on the carpet, and the round toes caught the thick wool of the carpet, shrinking in restlessly.

A Selan was lying on the sofa with her feet on the coffee table. She just turned a page when the back of her neck felt cold, and goose bumps all over her body exploded.

He jumped suddenly, squatting lightly on the museum shelf, maintaining his balance strangely, with sharp silver-white insect wings sticking out, and the four wings of the female insect were long and slender, shaped like tulle, with patterns of silver thread and red dots, like Such as wintersweet.

The female's wings are a natural combat weapon, coupled with a highly sensitive and powerful body, the damage is very high.

The eyes of the silver-haired and purple-eyed female insect turned cold, ready to go: "Who!"

A creature that can make Asselan feel threatened is very remarkable.

Arthur Lan's heart was beating extremely fast, the air seemed to freeze, and then a soft and tranquil smell filled the whole room, Arthur Lan swished towards the bedroom.

The museum shelf he was squatting on was too close to the wall, and he could only see a pair of white feet exposed in the place where the door was opened a crack, where darkness and light were separated.

A Selan swallowed the words, opened her mouth subconsciously, and took a soft breath instead.

The silver wings that were originally in a fighting state suddenly drooped limply, the muscles relaxed, the corners of the eyes drooped, and the whole worm fell into a mysterious and subtle state.

Chirp.

A strange sound.

Aslan looked towards the bedroom, opened his wings again, and swiftly moved towards the slightly opened door, holding a small ray weapon in his hand.

The male standing in the shadows seemed to have been waiting for this moment.

He quietly opens the door of his "nest" and welcomes his prey into the cage.

Invasion, monopoly, reproduction.

Brutal, bloody, instinctive.

The male has a grim expression. Standing in a dark room, his eyes are full of pity and contempt for the prey. He opens his arms, and the shadow cast by the light is like a giant, trying to embrace the poor and weak silver-white prey that fell into the net.

thump.

A loud brain crash.

"Ha!"

Another brain crash.

"What are you talking about! What are you going to do if you don't sleep at night? What good will it do you to scare me to death? Even males can't make such unreasonable troubles, right? And what kind of expression do you have, please accept it for me."

Atherland was frightened half to death in the middle of the night, thinking that some kind of polluting creature with autonomous consciousness had entered the apartment, and almost set the first-level alarm.

Even the long-lost wings are stretched out, wasting a set of pajamas in vain.

I'm so mad, aren't clothes money?

The poor in this family are going to be pawned. Can you cherish it? It's really a bad family who doesn't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are!

Arthur Lan was aggressive, and suddenly found that the state of the male insect was not right, first of all, the eyes, the tea-green pupils turned dark green, and the pupils expanded in circles, like a whirlpool that could not see the bottom.

Being stared at by those round eyes, Arthur's hair was blown up

Then there's the smell.

His sense of smell is a gift, and he will never remember it wrong. The smell of the male worm was not what it is now. The smell he emits now is very special. After taking a sip, the whole worm is a little bit down.

Moreover, there was a strong feeling of love and pity for the male worm in Atheran's heart. He wanted to kiss the little feet of the male worm that stepped on the ground, and wanted to wrap the male worm in his arms and rub it.

Bugs!What kind of insect trap is this.

Assellan covered his forehead deeply, and warned: "What's going on, even if you eat too much sandwiches, your hiccups shouldn't taste like this."

Is it sleepwalking?

I have never heard of males with strong mental strength having sleepwalking problems, they don't even dream.

Evan didn't say a word, his dark green pupils carefully looked at the prey.

Silver hair has special characteristics, it is not easy to survive, and it is too small, I am afraid that it will not be able to compete with the same species in courtship, but the shape of the wings is very perfect, the reaction speed and breath are super strong, it is a powerful and beautiful female.

Evan's mental power was surging like a tidal wave. He shook his shoulders, wanting to show his wings, but he was saddened to find that his wings had disappeared. This knowledge made him feel inferior and let out a grievance. .

Chirp.

Evan sadly found that the suitor he attracted by scent was indifferent to his well-arranged nest, but showed a terrible grin, and then became furious.

"What did you do to my room?!"

Asselan looked at the room devastated as if it had been destroyed by shells. Everything had left its original position, but the bed that was supposed to be peaceful was full of noise.

What is this his father-in-law!

The bed sheets of the Mushroom World were torn into strips, and bundled with other collections in the room to form a huge egg-shaped cocoon. There was a hole in the cocoon, and curtains were hung. This ugly giant egg cocoon just sat on the bed noisily, Laughing at the sluggish corners of Arthur's mouth.

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Assellan staggered two steps and took a deep breath, clutching his chest in pain, he couldn't breathe after the end, he was going to die, he couldn't do it, he would go to jail if he did it, he had to calm down, calm down...

"You have to give me a perfect explanation."

Evan stared at Aslan for a while without speaking, then suddenly raised his right hand.

Aslan was so shocked and annoyed that he couldn't speak. He watched Evan's lifelike performance dumbfounded.

After Evan showed off his courtship dance, his face was still paralyzed, so he made a move and tried to hug.

It is the talent and instinct of the small two-winged Zerg to use their bodies to deepen the connection. Compared with conquering, they are always willing to show weakness to the enemy at the beginning, and gradually figure it out, hoping that after the powerful females fall into the trap, they will voluntarily stay and reproduce.

A warm and slender hand pressed Evan's forehead with precise strength and no resistance.

The female is resisting the reproductive process, refusing the approach of the male: "What are you doing!"

"Huh."

"Will you turn into a bird if you eat bird meat? Sober up, bugger, what's wrong with you?"

Aslan pushed, while trying to call a medical number, but the male was obviously very anxious after being blocked, the tea-green pupils deepened, and Aslan's hair exploded, feeling as if he was being strangled by some horrible creature, cold sweat dripped down his face When he got down, the terminal fell to the ground, and he didn't dare to move.

Because the body is disabled, the breeding object attracted is rejected.

This huge blow broke Evan's mind, and he even wanted to seduce the females to reproduce forcibly.

Survival is an instinct, and it is also an instinct to let one's genes continue.

But forced.

Evan stared at the silver-haired prey under his claws for a long time.

To reproduce, to force to reproduce.

No, no.

Yes, it's perfectly fine if it's prey.

No, no.

Evan's pupils became deep and shallow, and finally let go of his claws with difficulty.

The beast's stare dissipated, Aslan's whole body relaxed, the male worm was visibly disappointed, the soft smell became cold and despondent, as if he had lost hope for the world in an instant, and the whole worm fell into gloom .

Arthur Lane: "..."

What kind of shit is this about his female father!

Asselan took a deep breath, and suddenly moved his nose. He keenly smelled a smell of blood. This smell was covered up just now, and he only smelled it now.

The male insect has already retracted into the cocoon of the giant egg, the curtain flickered, and there was no sound in the cocoon.

Arthur picked up the terminal with a headache. He originally wanted to call the doctor, but his eyes swept over the giant cocoon, the strange chirping sound, and the smell. A documentary flashed through his mind.

Arthur quickly opened the terminal and searched for "Zerg Era-Primitive Tribe", and popped up entries such as Atavism, Courtship Male, etc. Arthur quickly browsed through them.

In the primitive era, survival was difficult, and the ratio of males and females was very different.

However, females are born with strong fighting power and can survive in the ancient forest full of dangers. The number of weak and beautiful males is small and difficult to hunt, so in order to survive, they will build nests and seek mates.

The powerful females are the objects that the males compete to attract, and the Zerg males of different races have evolved different abilities to attract females.

Some can take care of their partners and sort out their physique, some can assist in fighting and identify poisons, some are amazingly charming, good at singing and dancing, some are good at foraging, and have a strong body, but some Zerg have no special talents, and their height and appearance do not constitute an advantage , it will evolve in another direction.

Small bipterous zergs are in this category. They will emit a unique smell to attract females. This smell will give birth to a strong mentality of raising young in females, and they can't help wanting to take care of males.

This type of male was the first to use spiritual power and had a strong sense of responsibility. It was the group that had the most priests and wise men in the long history of the Zerg's development.

Arthur pulled to the bottom, ignoring the bloody accusations and worship of the female netizens for this documentary.

[Why are you telling me this?Shall I preach primitive society?Now the male insects avoid the female insects like snakes and scorpions, smiling jpg]

[Chirping male oh my god ah ah ah ah ah ah]

[Brothers, I'm trying to make a time machine, go back to the primitive time when males could build nests, bless me]

[bless]

[bless]

[point wax]

[God, the progress of society is the regression of male-female relationship]

[Strongly request that this video be taken off the shelves, my mentality has collapsed]

[I want to be pursued by male insects]

[Can a bubble of urine wake you up?If not, come downstairs]

Atherland frowned and scratched, and finally found a description of the nesting period of the small winged insects. Atherland checked the characteristics one by one. In the detailed discussion, archaeologists deduced various Possibly, even speculation about the smell.

[According to the living places and food types of small winged insects, my students and I have done 274 experiments, and finally simulated the courtship smell of winged insects. Biologically, it can stimulate the female's mentality of raising young, and has great strong soothing effect]

[Dr. Eric applied it to the field of baby products]

[Created the all-time favorite Alec Cub Powder]

[......]

After quickly browsing through all the information, Arthur couldn't bear it anymore, and roared at the giant cocoon: "So why on earth did you return to your ancestors!"

The giant cocoon did not move, and let out a slight chirp.