MCDWTBS Chapter 75

Chapter 75: Chapter 75 Joining the Rebellion.

Under the combined effects of consecutive days of relentless work and worry, although Edwin had much he wanted to say, he still succumbed to sleep under Serra’s skilled coaxing and guarding.

As a military C Crazy, Edwin had always been a quick sleeper, even with worries in his heart. His eyelids closed, the last image reflected in his mind being Serra’s gentle, caramel-colored eyes looking at him deeply, their depths filled with the soft light and tenderness of the entire starry sky.

At the edge of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, Edwin’s heart felt like it had found an anchor. After many years, ever since his male parent died when he was eight, he had lost that carefree peace unique to young Chong; now, it returned to him. He was absolutely certain that he was loved.

Unconditionally loved.

He sank into darkness, feeling a strange sense of reversed roles. As if between him and Serra, he was the infinitely spoiled cub, and Serra was his support.

*

Serra quietly watched Edwin’s sleeping face, his heartbeat slowing down, falling into a long-lost peace. For a moment, he felt only silence, without the disturbing noises of the universe, the clamorous malice of enemies, or the imminent threat of war.

Beside the C Crazy he loved, he felt only peace.

He gently lifted a strand of Edwin’s stray hair and, after a long while, pulled off most of the mental tendrils clinging to Edwin, lest they compete for space on Edwin’s chest and wake the C Crazy who desperately needed sleep. He left two mental tendrils to stand guard for Edwin, then drew the simple bed curtains for him.

He took a cold shower in the bathroom, hastily throwing on one of Edwin’s jackets – the clothes of a young male insectoid he had brought before his secondary development no longer fit. The Chong race had clothes made of materials with excellent stretch and protective properties, but Serra’s habits as an Earthling were hard to break. He liked the feel of clothes similar to those on Earth, and his male insectoid instincts also craved the faint scent left on Edwin’s military uniform shirt.

The rough fabric quickly reddened the male insectoid’s precious skin, but Serra didn’t care. He even took a deep breath, trying to capture the C Crazy scent that had been washed away but still lingered slightly.

He knew he was acting like a pervert, first staring endlessly at the sleeping C Crazy, then stealing Edwin’s clothes. If they were lovers in a confirmed relationship, doing so might carry some romantic overtones and be harmless, but Serra knew that Edwin had not fully accepted him. The curly-haired male insectoid’s self-awareness made him feel a little guilty, but the clamorous instincts and the burgeoning emotions in his heart made him unable to resist wanting to spread his wings on that blurry boundary.

Serra could actually sense that Edwin’s attitude was slowly softening. When the marking had just occurred, even two weeks before, he hadn’t thought Edwin would publicly acknowledge his relationship with Serra as he did on Inauguration Day, regardless of the purpose. The C Crazy’s stubbornness was indeed a commendable quality, but it also left a stubborn side in his character – Edwin was inflexible and unwilling to compromise when it came to things he believed in.

If he really only had the love of a male parent for a Chong cub for Serra, if he really only wanted Serra to keep his distance to ensure that the cub in his memory did not fade, Edwin would not have said those words, nor would he have admitted that Serra had a relationship with him that went beyond the bounds of normalcy and morality.

But he admitted in front of the entire Chong race network that Serra had a deeper relationship with him – well, perhaps Serra was blindly optimistic about this, but who could blame him? He loved Edwin, in a romantic sense. Not getting Edwin’s response and acknowledgment would not affect this love, nor would it affect Serra’s survival and purpose in life, but he also lost many meanings and expectations in his life – all of which were related to Edwin.

And Edwin had acknowledged him, perhaps subconsciously, Edwin also had an agreement with Serra’s feelings, but he himself had not realized it yet. Serra knew how stubborn his male parent was, and he was prepared to be a good Chong cub for the rest of his life, without getting a response, but that didn’t prevent this acknowledgment, this trust from making him ecstatic.

The subconscious and the spoken words are all effective, especially for a life as sincere as Edwin.

In Serra’s view, this at least represented that Edwin trusted him enough, believed in his love enough, that he violated the C Crazy’s instinct to obey and said those words in public. It also at least represented that a part of his heart might also be accepting that Serra was loving him with a new identity that was not a Chong cub.

The male insectoid couldn’t help but reveal a smile in the bathroom. He didn’t want to make noise in the bedroom and disturb the C Crazy who had just fallen asleep. Instead, he piled two blankets in the bathtub, summoned Xiao An, the household robot they had brought from the Capital Star, and began to deal with the remaining affairs of these days.

The information brought by Yun Jiarun gave him a shot in the arm. At the same time, he also knew that the revolution was imminent. He first contacted Krison to determine Krison’s current situation and ensure that the hand ring network was operating normally.

At the beginning of the establishment of the hand ring network, Krison had already prepared an emergency plan. Now the Church is trying its best to shield the hand ring network, but the effect is not great, only because the backup plan of the hand ring network is derived from the dark web of the male insectoid Star Network. As long as the male insectoid Star Network is still operating for one day, the hand ring network will not be completely blocked, and the C Crazy and Yaci will maintain their communication.

The 3D call was connected, Krison looked a lot older, but his eyes were still bright and his spirit was full. He carefully looked at Serra’s new image and the scrutiny in his eyes would offend any male insectoid, but Serra just smiled and said:

“I hastily spun a cocoon these days, Professor, you have worked hard to maintain the hand ring network, if there is anything you need my help with, please feel free to mention it.”

Krison gave an noncommittal “um” sound. His attitude was very slow, but Serra used to work at school and knew that these technical geniuses or old scholars had some quirks, so he didn’t take it to heart at all.

“Why can a male insectoid who doesn’t believe in the Mother Goddess receive the Mother Goddess’s blessing?”

Krison suddenly asked, and Serra blinked his eyes, and pondered and said: “Perhaps God is also a living being bred in the universe, but her dimension and energy are higher than ours. And for us atheists, life is in our own hands, and all beings are equal – perhaps the Mother Goddess does not dislike my thoughts.”

If the Mother Goddess was a real god, Serra certainly couldn’t openly tell her believers about these things, but Yun Jiarun had transmigrated into the Mother Goddess.

On the new uses of teacher-student relationships.

Krison silently examined Serra for a while, and after a long while, he admitted: “I don’t understand the Mother Goddess, and I haven’t hoped to understand her. I am a very low-level C Crazy, and even Pheromone Collapse Syndrome is too lazy to end my life too early. I don’t think God cares about the views of an ant like me. But some C Crazy, their abilities are uniquely endowed by nature, their thoughts are simple and ridiculous, and they try to impress God.”

“No one has succeeded, including Marshal Ax.”

Serra said in a timely manner: “Now the Mother Goddess has responded to you.”

Krison looked indifferent: “It’s a little late. Dawn has been declared dead, and Ax has died long ago.”

Serra was silent for a moment, and then opened his mouth and said: “But you are still there, Professor Krison. Perhaps Ax is a banner, an immortal legend, but that never represents a revolution, only legends and banners are important.”

“I don’t intend to go to the stage either. The stage may belong to Ax, Edwin, to the military C Crazy who fight bloody battles, but without the millions of people who cannot be recorded in history, without you and me behind the scenes, dawn will never come.”

Krison suddenly smiled: “After Dawn was wiped out by the Empire, a small part of the forces became space pirates. I deleted the traces and stayed in the Duke’s mansion’s research institute. You are very smart, but you are careless, Duke Noah, you don’t remember the details I told you – before you came to me, I had already replicated the dark web using the Star Network. After Ax died, I became the new leader of Dawn, even if there are very few C Crazy and Yaci who follow Dawn.”

Serra opened his eyes wide in surprise. He actually guessed that Krison might still have contact with the remaining forces of the Dawn organization, based on the information revealed to him by the system – Edwin would join the rebellion one day in the future, and the climate of the rebellion at that time had been formed. It seems that even after Marshal Ax’s death, the rebels still had a breath of life.

He didn’t expect Krison to be the leader of the rebellion. I don’t know what kind of luck he had, he picked up a treasure from the vast sea of Chong as soon as he transmigrated. It’s no wonder that Krison’s evacuation speed was so fast when the Church besieged the Duke’s mansion, and his strategic awareness was obviously much stronger than Serra’s amateur.

Krison was silent for a moment, but he couldn’t find any traces of anger on Serra’s face, so he continued:

“Coincidentally, we changed our name to Dawn. Now, in the Mother Chong’s song, perhaps we should change our name to ‘Star Sea’, after all, that is the Mother Goddess’s oracle.” Krison’s tone was monotonous, but Serra vaguely felt his subtle mockery.

For most C Crazy and Yaci, the Mother Goddess’s blessing has already made them flattered and ecstatic. But for Krison and other wise men and leaders, this is not enough, even far from enough. The struggles and hardships they have experienced have made them know that peace and happiness never come from blessings and singing, not from ethereal gifts, they can only be exchanged with blood and life.

“Dawn is very good.” Serra showed a smile: “The Mother Goddess won’t mind – not at all, I guarantee it.” Serra’s face was written with “I am a connected person, believe me”:

“I want to join the Dawn organization, I don’t know if the leader can give me, a male insectoid, a precedent for the sake of the Mother Goddess and Edwin.”

The male insectoid had an excessively sunny smile on his face, and shamelessly said to the Krison who looked indifferent, leaving the old C Crazy speechless for a moment.

“I have no reason to stop a powerful duke.”

Krison said coldly, Serra smiled with eight teeth. He expected that since Krison had confessed to him, it was obvious that his trust in him had reached a certain height, so that he not only gambled his life, but also entrusted Marshal Ax’s last wishes and the lives of other members of the organization. The question about the Mother Chong was Krison’s last test of his position, and Serra’s answer obviously passed the rigorous C Crazy scholar’s evaluation standards.

Serra managed to stick to his original intention and be consistent, allowing Krison to put aside his gender and worldly prejudices and give him all his trust, which made Serra smile so hard that he couldn’t see his eyes. After a while, he restrained the smile that was making Krison’s face more and more uncomfortable, and said seriously:

“Let’s discuss the action plan for the Duke’s Mansion, the Fourth Army, and the organization next, Leader – while Edwin hasn’t woken up yet.”

“If you don’t add the second half of the sentence, you will appear more sincere.”

Krison’s voice was even colder, and he also had a trace of fatigue towards the naughty child, and Serra told himself that it must be an illusion.