MCDWTBS Chapter 31
by VolareIn the starry sky formed by data streams, countless wristbands emitting signals were lit up, their light small and weak, as insignificant as grains of sand on a beach.
But gathering clouds form rain, and the ignited faint lights pierced through the vast starry sky, gradually connecting into a piece, like a glittering galaxy, flowing quietly with a breathing-like frequency.
Serra and Krison both quietly looked up for a while, the two of them, one big and one small, didn’t say anything, just quietly immersed in this moment of tranquility soaked with hope.
“The system I implanted in the wristband will monitor and survey the state and environment of the female and sub-male Chongs, ensuring that they are in a relatively stable and non-exposed state before receiving specific push content. And when any of them encounter danger and pain, the system will look for appropriate solutions, or generate their signal as a help message and send it to nearby female and sub-male Chongs.”
Krison’s voice suddenly lowered, appearing very sinister:
“And if anyone wants to report abnormalities in the wristband, the system will capture their anomalies, and all data will be automatically destroyed. When the male Chong or the Church thinks they’ve been tricked by the whistleblower, wish them good luck. The result for traitors will inevitably be self-inflicted.”
Serra didn’t comment on his suddenly escalating malice, he silently admired the shining galaxy before speaking:
“If possible, I don’t want to build such a network, collecting data from all female and sub-male Chongs, probing their privacy, and infringing on their information security—but I think, extraordinary measures must be taken in extraordinary times. Dr. Krison, you must ensure that the system and network keys are only kept in our hands, and cannot fall into the hands of a third Chong. When everything settles down, I will destroy this data and network, and then, all Chongs will have a chance to start over.”
Krison frowned, looking down at the male Chong cub who was saying strange things, quite puzzled. In his eyes, Duke Serra had always been a very eccentric male Chong cub, so eccentric that Krison often felt that Serra was not a real male Chong, because he didn’t think such a barren land as the Chong race could grow a male Chong like Serra, full of whimsical ideas and strange sense of justice.
But he had also witnessed Serra using the mental energy of a male Chong, he was very powerful. In the Chong race’s society where the strong are respected and male Chongs are supreme, everything Serra wanted was within his reach, he didn’t need to think about the ideas of any other Chongs at all, or consider the chain reactions caused by his actions.
But Serra was the male Chong that Krison had seen who was the most cautious about his actions. He was even more careful than some female and sub-male Chongs, as if he was afraid of causing harm to other Chongs, as if he really cared about the feelings of other inferior lives.
Therefore, even though Serra had repeatedly emphasized that he was not a real Chong cub, but a powerful, privileged male Chong, Krison still felt that Serra, like his appearance, was soft and gentle, almost harmless and healing.
Krison softened his eyebrows, even though his compromise was not so obvious on his thin and harsh face, he still catered to Serra’s words:
“Duke, this is your cause, and also your decision, I’m just helping you with errands.”
“Professor, don’t say that.” Serra raised his face, blinking his big eyes: “The effort you’ve put in is only more, not less, than mine. I also hope you know that the decisions I’ve made don’t have solid basis, just choices made within the scope of my knowledge. We are walking on a completely new road, no Chong has complete certainty, just hoping that the choices we make are choices we won’t regret.”
Serra knew that many of the concepts he put forward, such as personal privacy and information security, were not issues that the current society needed to consider, let alone things that the female and sub-male Chongs who were struggling to survive needed to worry about, but he was grateful that Krison, although he didn’t understand, still supported all his decisions.
He raised his small face, looking earnestly at Krison’s serious and thin face, suddenly realizing that he had gained the high trust of this extremely wary female Chong.
Serra’s appearance was still too deceptive, Krison couldn’t stand the pressure of being stared at by a cub, he cleared his throat:
“Next, we will regularly publish some highly practical content, teach more female and sub-male Chongs to use wristbands, spread knowledge, and also hope that knowledgeable female and sub-male Chongs can learn to communicate independently, post comments, and in this way, most of the plan will be completed…”
His tone changed, and the relaxed tone gradually faded: “And regarding the research on the female and male Chong’s physical genes, I have found a new research direction…”
*
At night, the little Chong cub came out of the en-suite bathroom with wet curly hair, followed by the robot Xiao An, who was blowing his hair with warm air while following him.
The bedroom was very quiet, and the medical treatment facility emitted a dim fluorescence. Serra dismissed Xiao An, worried that the sound of the hair dryer would wake the sleeping female Chong. He tiptoed to climb onto the medical treatment facility, his short legs kicking, and two dark tentacles stretched out, holding Serra’s butt and pushing him onto the medical treatment facility.
A pair of slightly cold hands passed through the little Chong cub’s armpits, lifting him up from under the medical treatment facility. The black-haired female Chong emitted the same bergamot bath liquid fragrance as Serra, as well as the aura of his own body, very bland but refreshing, like the water vapor and tall trees after the rain, and a bit of the cold hardness of metallic copper.
It smelled very clean.
“Male parent, why haven’t you slept yet?”
The male Chong cub sounded old-fashioned, more like a parent than Edwin. He curled up in Edwin’s arms, using his tentacles to pull the blanket to their chests, and buried his chubby face into Edwin’s chest.
Edwin’s chest was still full, but it felt a little cold tonight. The little Chong cub lay quietly for a while, then he heard a bit of noise in the female Chong’s chest, like a suppressed choking cough.
The male Chong cub’s heart sank to the bottom, he hugged one of the female Chong’s big hands with his little chubby hand, and said softly:
“Male parent, are you feeling unwell again? I heard Ilot say that the Royal Research Institute has newly built a medical treatment facility, which is more advanced than the Duke’s Mansion’s, I’ll go to the palace tomorrow to ask for one, maybe it won’t make male parent uncomfortable.”
“I’m not uncomfortable, Young Male Master.” Edwin rubbed the male Chong cub’s fleshy little belly—it was a bit thinner, presumably the days of work had prevented the cub from storing up fat:
“These are all within my expectations, we will all have this day, this is the defect we were created with, and at least Young Male Master let me know that I’m not facing this alone.”
The black-haired female Chong gently tapped the silver wristband on his wrist, and the blue electronic screen instantly enveloped the medical treatment facility. Scattered posts from female or sub-male Chongs floated in mid-air, most of them simple and without much interaction, but with extremely high readership.
In this extremely oppressive society, the vast majority of female and sub-male Chongs don’t even have the opportunity to see a male Chong, they do hard work, and haven’t even experienced education, so naturally they won’t use wristbands to post.
Even if female and sub-male Chongs receive simple education due to their rank or origin, most of them are also closely watched and cannot come into contact with the poetry and art monopolized by male Chongs, let alone any gorgeous rhetoric. In a few scattered posts, some were from sub-male Chongs saying they were punished by male Chongs today, and it hurt a lot, some were from female Chongs posting about their experiences with male Chong pheromone deficiency syndrome.
The screen was full of seemingly plain, but actually suffocating pain, interspersed with some practical common sense and educational videos, boring and tasteless, but as Edwin looked at them, a spark of hope flickered in his pair of light blue eyes.
“I’m not alone anymore, Young Male Master. I can hear the voices of those female and sub-male Chongs, we are all the same. Male Chongs and the Church teach us to hate each other, telling us that rank determines our upper limit, they say we all have our own destiny, and that our destiny is to faithfully serve the Empire in our respective positions.”
“I’ve also never had the opportunity to listen to those voices, we are like isolated islands, imprisoned in the chains of the Church and driven, gradually forgetting that there are billions of comrades, no matter where they are, who are suffering with us, and are as confused as we are.”
The black-haired female Chong looked up at the flickering fluorescent words, the faint blue light fell on his smooth forehead, and left shadows on half of his face. He was extremely beautiful, his eyes like turquoise pools of water were moving, his complexion was pale but revealed an innocent purity, like a vibrant green in the icy rock, extremely fragile, but facing death and seeking life.
Serra couldn’t see anything else, his eyes could only see Edwin. Tears gradually gathered in his eyes, until they burst their banks, then he wiped them away with his little fleshy paws as if to cover it up:
“Male parent, it’s all my fault, I can’t find the answer.”
Serra tried to calm down, but his cub body was terribly incontinent: “Krison and I are trying to start research from the point of differentiation of Chong eggs, but the gender of Chong eggs is determined by the energy and genes injected by the male Chong! This is another dead end, only to prove the Church’s pseudoscience, I don’t believe that biological evolution would leave such a big loophole, nor do I believe that the relationship between the two sexes would be so unbalanced, there must be other ways, there must be…”
“Young Male Master, inject me with the male master’s pheromones.”
Edwin turned his head, gently coaxing the cub:
“You told me that the Marshal was able to last seven years longer than ordinary high-level female Chongs, maintaining peak combat power for seven years, because he was injected with the pheromones of a male Chong who didn’t mark him, right? Inject me with the male master’s pheromones, I can restore 2s combat power, protect Young Male Master for a few more years, I hope… to see Young Male Master successfully transform.”
The female Chong’s gaze was full of love, like a wounded female beast licking her cub:
“Seven years is enough.”
“No!”
Serra suddenly climbed up from the female Chong’s arms, his body trembling slightly, his heart as if being gnawed by poisonous insects: “No! What’s the difference between this and injecting drugs? This is quenching thirst with poison!”
He wiped away his tears haphazardly, staring at the female Chong in disbelief: “Male parent, you clearly know that strange pheromone tormented Marshal Ax for seven years, you want me to personally torment you for seven years? You… you don’t believe me, don’t believe that I can find the answer for you, don’t believe that I can change all this?”
The male Chong cub was a little embarrassed, but he still dodged Edwin’s hand that wanted to hug him, he gave up and, knowing that he was embarrassed and helpless, simply vented his accumulated helplessness and worry in front of the Chong he trusted, like a cub.
“We’ve found a direction, male parent, as long as we edit part of the male Chong’s genes in the early female and sub-male Chong embryos, they will no longer suffer from gene collapsing disease caused by male Chong pheromone deficiency. We just don’t know how to achieve this in adult bodies, I just need a little time, give me a little more time, I will definitely solve it. But if male parent injects the pheromones of another male Chong, your genes will accelerate collapse, and then I won’t be able to save it! As long as male parent waits a little longer…”
“Young Male Master, I don’t have much time left.”
The black-haired female Chong gently wiped away the male Chong cub’s tears, and said softly:
“I can endure waiting, and these insignificant pains, but Young Male Master, I can’t stand the days of lying in the medical treatment facility every day. I can’t stand my weakness and powerlessness, the fact that I’m being protected by my Chong cub. I’m too useless, now I can’t even run or walk for long, I’ve read the posts of other high-level female Chongs, I know what awaits me, I will lose the ability to move, but Young Male Master’s mental energy protects my mental sea from collapsing, then I can only feel with incomparable clarity that my body is like a useless worm, slowly rotting from the inside out.”
“None of them have found a solution, it’s been like this for thousands of years. It’s not that I don’t want to live, I want to be with you as you grow up more than ever, but not like this—not like this without dignity. This is what you taught me, Young Male Master, I want to live with dignity, die with dignity, like General Ax.”
“Then I’ll find a male Chong to mark you!”
Serra shouted, his eyes red, his heart tearing with pain, but he didn’t bother to think about why: “I’ll find a male Chong to mark you, I’ll watch him every moment, I’ll make him provide you with enough pheromones, he’ll have to do it! As long as you live—”
“No.”
The female Chong only uttered one word, and the whole space became quiet, leaving only the male Chong cub’s breathing with tremors and sobs.
“No. I will never fawn at the feet of male Chongs, I will not let them control me with markings and pheromones, control my thoughts. I’m sorry.”
The apology on the black-haired female Chong’s face almost shattered the male Chong cub’s heart, he ran off the medical treatment facility with tears streaming down his face, and fled into the darkness, until he curled up in the corner of the studio.
“System,” he said quietly: “In the original timeline, Edwin injected male Chong pheromones, right?”
“Yes, host.”
Serra’s heart ached, and after a long time he spoke again: “How many years did he last?”
“Until General Edwin passed away, twelve years. Host, his will is even more resilient than Marshal Ax.”
“Is there a solution to the genetic defects of female and sub-male Chongs? Is it artificial, or natural selection?”
“Host, are you sure you want to get the answer to this question?” The system replied in a clear voice: “It may subvert your previous beliefs.”
“……”
“No need to say it.” After an unknown amount of time, Serra said, “I already understand.”
At least in the timeline when the system was researched, this question was still unsolvable, and how many years was that later? Twenty years? Forty years? At that time, civilization was declining, the Chong race was only one in a hundred, this race was already on the verge of extinction, and the answer to this question was no longer important.
Edwin couldn’t wait that long at all.
This carefully customized suffering for female and sub-male Chongs was simply artificial. Before the establishment of the Empire, the so-called gods or envoys of gods edited the genes of female and sub-male Chongs, which is why natural evolution and genetic research would never have results.
He covered his hot eyelids with his hands, the stagnation and pain in his chest rushed around, unable to find an outlet.
After an unknown amount of time, he opened his wristband and posted a post.
[How can I save my male parent?]