MCDWTBS Chapter 33

Chapter 33: I’m Here, *Cishi* Will Be Okay…

At first, what came into Serra’s view were warnings from older female and sub-male insectoids:

【Larva, stop your dangerous behavior. Pheromone Deficiency Syndrome is a divine punishment from the *Chongmu*, no *Chong* can challenge divine punishment!】

【Hello, unfamiliar larva. I think your *Cifu* would be heartbroken if he saw what you’re posting. His death is inevitable, it has been so for thousands of years. No female or sub-male insectoid can escape Pheromone Deficiency Syndrome. If they cannot gain the favor of a male insectoid, then they are guilty and cannot even fulfill the sole mission that the *Chongmu* has given to sub-male and female insectoids. Your *Cifu’s* life is already meaningless. You are young, don’t have such blasphemous thoughts, it will ruin you!】

【Your *Cifu* didn’t teach you, poor larva! I would never let my larva be like you, obsessed with the so-called feelings between you and your *Cifu*. The *Cifu* is just a tool to bring you into this world, and your purpose is to serve the male insectoids! Your *Cifu* obviously can’t do that, that’s why he was punished by Pheromone Deficiency Syndrome so early. Don’t be so stubborn! Leave your *Cifu*, you should be taking care of your male father. It is the benevolent male father who gave you life, but you despise him so much, it’s really not right!】

【Larva, from what you describe, you haven’t attended female insectoid school at this age, but you are educated, you must be a *Cizi* from the esteemed male insectoid noble’s household, right? You should leave your *Cifu*, he can’t serve your male father well, he has lost his value. You should listen more to the teachings of the church, maybe one day, you can find a male master with your status. If the church finds out about your crazy words, they will definitely deprive you of the opportunity to find a male master! Do you want to end up like your *Cifu*?】

【The church has always taught us not to associate with other sinful female and sub-male insectoids. Sinful *Chong* forming gangs will prevent us from entering the gates of the Hall of Glory! That’s why those barbaric military female insectoids are the least liked by male insectoids. They only know how to be intimate with their comrades, the sins accumulated on them make male insectoids so disgusted!】

【Larva, your *Cifu* is a military female insectoid, right? Then he should know that his result is inevitable. The church has said that one of the greatest sins of female and sub-male insectoids is the desire to survive. If your *Cifu* still doesn’t accept his result, then he is hopeless, stay away from him, esteemed little female insectoid larva. Your male father is the one you should serve, don’t forget who bestowed you with life and knowledge!】

【Since the birth of the empire, Pheromone Deficiency Syndrome has accompanied every generation of female and sub-male insectoids. No one can change it.】

……

Such messages emerged endlessly, which didn’t surprise Serra. Most educated female and sub-male insectoids must have been poisoned by the church. They generally have a higher status, at least they have seen male insectoids, and their awe of male insectoids has tamed them.

But at the same time, Serra received more concise and simple messages:

【*Chong* larva, don’t be sad. When my *Cifu* died, I was three years old. Now I don’t remember what he looked like. But I know he was also a military female insectoid, a very powerful military female insectoid.】

【Thank you, stranger *Chong* larva. I am also suffering from Pheromone Deficiency Syndrome, I don’t know if I can survive the next rainy season. But I don’t want to die.】

【You must be very good to your *Cifu*. I wish I had a larva, at least someone would care about me. I’ve been in the mine for nine days, the manager said the water source is exhausted, but actually that male insectoid seems to dislike the barren mine star and went on vacation to the neighboring tourist star. We are locked in the mine, I don’t know when we can get out.】

【Upstairs stranger friend, maybe I can help you get some water and nutrient injections. I live near a mine being mined on the mine star, are you in mine k0726?】

【I remembered my *Cifu*… After I became a female Chong slave of the male master, I never saw him again. I wonder if he is doing well. The male father likes to use the church’s robots to punish him, I hope that after having the bracelet, the male father will no longer use the robots…】

【My Pheromone Deficiency Syndrome is already very serious. I have been marked by the male master, but he doesn’t like me, probably because I am an unpopular military female insectoid. I originally thought I wouldn’t survive tonight, but I heard my *Chong* larva crying secretly beside me in the middle of the night. It turns out he comes to see me secretly every night, even if the male master doesn’t allow him to do so. I really hope I can spend more time with my larva……】

【Don’t be afraid, every *Chong* will have this. Be strong, you are a strong female insectoid.】

【*Chong* larva, you are so brave. I have never believed in the church, I don’t want to be a female or sub-male insectoid who is born guilty. I also don’t want to die from Pheromone Deficiency Syndrome one day, with no other *Chong* caring, and no other *Chong* accompanying me.】

【Hope you find a way out. Hope your *Cifu* holds on.】

【Although it has been like this for thousands of years, can’t what has always been like this be changed?】

【I cried, I am pregnant with a *Chong* egg, but I have already lost the male master’s favor. Will my future larva also be sad about my death? Will he also die from Pheromone Deficiency Syndrome? I don’t want him to face such a world!】

【……】

Perhaps it was because there were too many sharp new elements in the content posted by Serra, or perhaps it was because Serra’s identity as a *Chong* larva resonated widely. Those silent female and sub-male insectoids opened their mouths for the first time, they began to try to make their own voices, even if those voices were small, ignorant, and insignificant, but the number of their replies grew rapidly, gradually weaving into a huge web.

Since the popularization of the bracelet, this was the first time that another phenomenal post appeared. Whether it was from the number of replies or the number of views, it amazed Serra.

He was not angry because of those questioning voices, nor did he clarify his identity, but allowed these sub-male and female insectoids to mistakenly believe that he was a rebellious little female insectoid from a noble family.

Because he knew clearly in his heart that even the questioning voices were at least the first time that female and sub-male insectoids had made a sound, trying to get other compatriots to listen. Even the ignorant voices are a progress from zero to one.

And Serra would not use his identity as a male insectoid larva to gain more attention that didn’t belong to him. It was true that he would get unanimous recognition immediately after revealing his identity, but could those recognitions really help female and sub-male insectoids awaken? Recognizing a male insectoid larva and recognizing the male insectoid of the church are not essentially much different. Awakening requires female and sub-male insectoids to first recognize their own identities, which is the foundation of their lives, instead of finding another god to worship.

Serra realized that perhaps his unbridled emotional venting last night had pointed out another path for him. He had always been limited by his own thoughts, thinking that introducing some guiding words or art too early would stimulate these brainwashed female and sub-male insectoids and make them take excessive actions, but he didn’t expect that the effect would be much better than he imagined.

He always wanted to teach those female and sub-male insectoids too much philosophical knowledge, or teach them to establish correct concepts, but he forgot that art and emotion are the common language of all life.

Female and sub-male insectoids are not the emotionless tools in the mouths of male insectoids. Even if male insectoids squeeze them without limits, their hearts are still warm. Perhaps a sincere word, a song, a painting, is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people than lengthy sermons.

He dispelled the idea of deleting the content of his emotional venting last night. Edwin’s fingers hanging down on the side of the medical bay twitched slightly, his brow furrowed, and his other hand unconsciously hugged the mental tendrils wrapped around his chest, like an anxious young mother looking for a child.

Serra’s heart softened like water. He quietly climbed onto the medical bay and smoothed out Edwin’s brow with his little hand.

“Young Male Master, I’m sorry, last night I—”

“*Cifu*, I’m sorry, I—”

Two *Chong*, one big and one small, spoke at the same time, and then paused at the same time, looking at each other. Serra quietly squeezed himself into Edwin’s arms, interrupting their overly gentle gaze with his apple-red face:

“It’s my fault, *Cifu*, I shouldn’t have been fierce to you last night. I was just too scared, I’m angry at myself. I promised to find a way to cure Pheromone Deficiency Syndrome for you, but I haven’t been able to do it, and I’ve been watching you suffer… I’m too useless, and I’m throwing a tantrum.”

“Young Male Master is not wrong.”

Edwin was far less eloquent than Serra. He just hugged the *Chong* larva, who had lost a couple of pounds but was still chubby, with tenderness and pity on his face, and unspeakable guilt:

“Young Male Master is already very good, very good. Better than any *Chong*.”

The male insectoid larva clung to his arms, sniffing his cold and clean scent, and said softly:

“*Cifu*, please hold on, okay? Until the last moment, I can’t inject you with the male father’s pheromones. His mental power has collapsed and he has lost the ability to mark you. Using his pheromones, your body will become addicted to his pheromones, which is very painful and there is no antidote… Even if you can endure that pain, I can’t bear to lose you after you have suffered so much.”

“I haven’t given up, and *Cifu* shouldn’t give up either, okay? *Cifu*, look, many female and sub-male insectoids are suffering from pheromone deficiency, and they are still persevering…”

Serra waved his hand, and the comments from the sub-male and female insectoids appeared in the bedroom. He wanted to let Edwin feel the beliefs and support of his compatriots, and wanted to persuade Edwin not to give up.

But Edwin’s gaze quickly focused on the *Chong* larva’s full of anxious “How can I save my *Cifu*?”, his heart suddenly stung, and the sourness blurred his vision, almost making him unable to breathe. It was the *Chong* larva’s worried little chubby claws that landed on the corner of his eyes, that brought back his scattered consciousness:

“*Cifu*, *Cifu*, don’t be afraid, take a deep breath, take a deep breath. It’s okay, I’m here, *Cifu* will be okay…”

Edwin had never felt such a dizzying weakness. He couldn’t care about so much, he buried his face in the warm and fragrant chubby belly of the male insectoid larva, and gradually calmed his breath.

The *Chong* larva’s soft claws followed Edwin’s dark hair, gently stroking him, as if comforting a frightened deer. Time flowed quietly, and they both had overly childish thoughts in their hearts, wanting to stop time at this moment.

*

Serra’s bracelet replaced most of the church’s robots with an absolute advantage under the repeated promotion of the royal family. Most of the male insectoid groups could not tolerate the church’s behavior of implanting mental power into the robots, which deeply offended them. The vast majority of them live a life of luxury and are self-righteous, and cannot tolerate other male insectoids invading their territory.

Colean’s propaganda hit their pain points directly. Compared with obedient female and sub-male insectoids, male insectoids are more repulsed by other male insectoids’ competition and aggression, which put the church in a passive situation all of a sudden. Even if they tried their best to convince the male insectoids that the robots were harmless, and even made the sub-male and female insectoids, who were deeply brainwashed by them, commit suicide to show their resistance to wearing the bracelets, it was of no avail.

On the contrary, the male insectoids realized that their female and sub-male insectoids prioritized the will of the church imposed on them over the will of their male masters. This made these male insectoids furious, and a wave of destroying punishment robots swept across the entire *Chong* race.

More and more female and sub-male insectoids joined the network built by Krison. They began to communicate cautiously, and Serra developed a habit of taking a few minutes of his time in addition to his work, lying in the medical bay with Edwin, and typing on the bracelet, writing a “Larva Diary” to record the bits and pieces of his life with Edwin.

Sometimes, it was a bouquet of flowers he picked from the Duke’s garden, sometimes, it was a line of lyrics he remembered, and he rearranged the tune and sang it to Edwin. Sometimes, it was that he had found new experimental materials and was re-making a starry sky lamp for Edwin in the limited spare time.

More and more female and sub-male insectoids left messages under his posts, and the number of views was even more astonishingly high. They didn’t know the true identities of Serra and Edwin, but the behavior of a *Chong* larva trying to live and take care of his *Cifu* touched the softest parts of many female and sub-male insectoids.

In the end, they may not have a male father, but they must have a *Cifu*. They may not see male insectoids, but they must see their compatriots, those suffering *Chong*, those struggling to survive, the *Chong* larva whose eyes still retain a naive light.

They seek hope in the larva who has not been wiped out of the light, and they seek redemption in the undisciplined life.

They are waking up little by little in the face of Serra’s “love” for Edwin.

More and more Pheromone Deficiency Syndrome patients began to voice their opinions. Serra and Krison obtained unprecedented samples. They slowly contacted these *Chong*, and many female and sub-male insectoids in Krison’s laboratory even began to spontaneously provide psychological comfort to their compatriots. They broke the isolated islands and began to gather their own strength.

But the only fly in the ointment was that Serra still hadn’t found a solution, and Edwin’s time was running out.

He began to become sleepy and weak. He couldn’t eat the food that Serra had painstakingly prepared, and the two *Chong*, one big and one small, began to drink the tasteless nutrient injections again.

Serra had already extracted the old Duke’s pheromones. He knew that when necessary, he would have to make the decision to extend Edwin’s life, even if it made his heart ache.

Until this day, Serra suddenly received a communication request from his sub-male *Chong* younger brother, Ilia.

“Young Male Master, His Holiness the Saint Son wants to inform you that the male insectoid sent by the Pope is about to visit the Duke’s Mansion. The royal family has already acquiesced to this matter.”

“They…” Ilia revealed a hint of panic, but quickly covered it up:

“They suspect that the bracelet is a conspiracy of blasphemers.”