BVAHEDLA[W Chapter 94

Chapter 94: Zerg 27 “The male… who healed your spiritual sea five years ago…”

Chapter 94: Zerg 27 “The male… who healed your spiritual sea five years ago…”

After passing through the spaceport’s inspection, Amoris drove the airship forward for a while before setting it to autopilot, content to be a hands-off manager.

The airship’s route had been pre-set, its destination being a house they had bought on Enos.

Amoris bent his left-hand fingers, his pale fingertips lightly tapping on the airship’s control panel, creating crisp sounds. The rhythm was extremely regular, as if programmed, but when played by Amoris’ slender fingers, it sounded like a rhythmic melody.

Phil, hearing the sound, turned his head and glanced over. Knowing this was Amoris’ subconscious action when thinking, he naturally wouldn’t disturb him.

He yawned, then lazily sank back into the seat.

Perhaps having worked non-stop for several days had accumulated too much fatigue, as drowsiness surged like a tide. Phil’s head bobbed, and he eventually couldn’t hold on, slowly closing his eyes.

For a moment, the small interior of the airship became extremely quiet.

Amoris was right, Enos was indeed not a proper place. It had another alias, even more well-known than its original name.

That was—

The City of Sin.

It was a haven for various space pirates, criminals, and wanted individuals of the Empire. All kinds of illegal industries were available here.

Probably even the staff member at the spaceport had been bought off, otherwise Amoris hadn’t disguised himself, and his photo was still hanging on the Star Network with a bounty followed by many zeros, tempting even himself.

And there were many people like the spaceport worker, after all, who would risk their life for a job? Moreover, the chaotic forces here were not something they could confront alone, so turning a blind eye and going through the motions had become the norm.

As a result, Enos had become completely out of control, a chaotic situation. Everyone who wanted to wade into the murky waters and make some extra money would come here.

Even Amoris’ mechanical arm was installed by a local black market doctor on Enos.

He wondered if that black market doctor was still alive.

Amoris thought listlessly, but then immediately laughed at himself for being so bored that he was thinking about such things, a meaningful curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

According to plan, everything was going smoothly and under his control.

Because the airship was on autopilot, the lights used for illumination in the control room had been turned off, with only the faint glow from the control panel as the sole light source.

In the almost pitch-black environment, only the ruby earring hanging from Amoris’ ear swayed gently, occasionally reflecting a fleeting red light.

Amoris used his fingers to hook a strand of golden hair. Compared to five years ago, his hair was now long enough to wrap around his fingers several times.

And he himself was more mature than he had been five years ago.

His facial features had completely lost their baby fat and become sharper, but the feeling he gave people had nothing to do with sharpness.

The Amoris of five years ago was bright and sharp, like a carefully crafted knight’s sword, fearlessly displaying his beauty and danger to people.

But the current Amoris had obviously become much more reserved, like an ancient famous sword. After historical inheritance, perhaps the appearance was not as flamboyant as before, but no one could ignore the sense of oppression it brought.

These past few days, Amoris and Phil had come to Enos according to plan, barely closing their eyes. To avoid complications, they had been carefully avoiding the Empire’s army, the remnants of the Noel Arena, and the forces behind them, which had taken a lot of effort.

And for some reason, Amoris always felt like this group of the Empire’s army had been replaced, and they had almost been exposed several times, as if the opposing general was very familiar with his habits.

Similarly, he was also somewhat familiar with the opponent’s battle formations.

This familiar style of combat made him think of someone…

A pair of red eyes flashed through his mind, the color identical to the earring on his ear.

This earring was actually a space item that Amoris obtained when he destroyed a base of the Noel Arena. Seeing that the color was good-looking and resembled Arnold’s eyes, he subconsciously kept it.

Later, this earring became a tool for him to store mechas. Without hesitation, the earring pierced his earlobe, and Amoris firmly pressed the earring onto his ear. The sight of the blood gushing out startled Phil.

Speaking of mechas, Amoris also had to thank Ivan for the props he sent.

There were many materials inside that he could use. Over the past few years, he had not only continued to learn mecha operation techniques but also gained some experience in how to manufacture and repair mechas.

It was no exaggeration to say that even if the airship Amoris was driving were dismantled now, he could build a mecha.

In the quiet environment, Phil’s even breathing reached Amoris’ ears, obviously indicating that the other party had fallen into a deep sleep.

Amoris retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, and the original clear blue gradually turned a deep shade.

Thinking of his plan, Amoris’ smile deepened.

He had prepared a big gift for everyone—

He hoped they would like it.

The stage had been set, and no one could leave without permission before the curtain call—

Cabino Star.

Arnold opened the file that Custer handed him. The first page was Amoris’ information.

On this thin page, Amoris’ experiences from childhood to adulthood were clearly laid out before everyone.

Words like orphan and slave were so bluntly displayed before Arnold.

His eyes flickered slightly, unnoticed by anyone. He calmly turned to the next page, which clearly recorded Amoris’ countless crimes. Arnold’s expression didn’t change, even the shock caused by the endless list of records didn’t show. It was as if he were looking at the information of a stranger.

After several years of investigation, Arnold had learned about the actions of the Noel Arena and the forces involved with and cooperating with the Noel Arena.

You don’t know until you investigate, and it’s shocking when you do.

The auction he encountered Amoris at belonged to the same force as the Noel Arena and had done many things that violated the Empire’s laws.

Auctioning off female insects was actually light compared to those crimes.

In a research institute called Terra, secret human experiments were being conducted, merging insects with machines and even alien beasts, in an attempt to create an army of puppets.

Even the male insects protected by the Empire were part of their experiments.

These madmen!

Unfortunately, the Terra Institute was hidden deep enough, and its master was cunning enough. Arnold still didn’t know who was behind him, and even the main base of the institute was unknown.

Speaking of which, Arnold could thank Amoris for his help in knowing this information.

If Amoris hadn’t destroyed most of the Noel Arena, one of the Terra Institute’s bases wouldn’t have surfaced so quickly.

By the time Arnold arrived, the institute was already engulfed in flames. The thick smoke and bloody smell mixed together, producing a pungent and choking odor, and there were corpses and unrecognizable flesh all over the ground, making people vomit just by looking at it.

Arnold and others put out the fire. They found a few scattered pages of experimental records and some notes, although the handwriting was not only encrypted but also mostly blurred by the fire.

However, after technical restoration, Arnold still obtained this fragmented information and barely restored the truth of the matter.

From it, Arnold seemed to see how a small golden-haired boy survived in such a cruel environment.

No wonder the other party had such retaliatory actions.

Arnold blinked, calmed his thoughts, and nonchalantly turned to the next page.

Before long, he had finished reading the information.

He ordered his adjutant, Ervin: “Ervin, submit an application, I need mecha access.”

Hearing this, Ervin, who was standing behind him, changed his expression. Ignoring etiquette, he stepped forward and came to Arnold’s side, refusing with a deep expression: “No way.”

Arnold ignored this: “That’s an order.”

“You’re crazy!” Ervin was angered by Arnold’s nonchalant appearance and didn’t care that there were outsiders present. “You know better than I do what your spiritual sea is like! I can’t agree. If you want to apply, go to the military department yourself.”

The condition of Arnold’s spiritual sea could only be described as a mess, and even the doctors could only shake their heads after examining it.

Therefore, Arnold was currently on the verge of losing control. The military might not approve his application to use a mecha. Arnold’s ability to pilot a mecha was obvious to all. If he lost control while piloting a mecha…

The consequences were unimaginable.

Ervin and Arnold had been friends for many years and naturally couldn’t bear to see Arnold ruin himself like this. Now, any accident was deadly poison to Arnold.

Ervin didn’t understand why Arnold’s spiritual sea had shown signs of improvement five years ago, but why had it become like this again? And it was even more serious than five years ago.

At first, he thought Custer had helped Arnold, but now it seemed that things weren’t like that.

That meant another insect had mated with Arnold, but Ervin didn’t dare to say this in front of Custer. Otherwise, he would have forced Arnold to tell him the identity of that male insect, and even if he risked his life, he would have asked that male insect to treat Arnold again.

Custer, who was also present, knew for the first time that Arnold’s condition was so severe. He looked at Raymond, then at Arnold, and took the initiative to suggest: “Arnold, why don’t I help you sort out your spiritual sea?”

Then, Custer thought that Arnold might not be willing to do that kind of thing with him, and quickly added: “I am an S-class male insect. Even without mating, I can…”

Who knew that he would be interrupted by Arnold before he could finish speaking.

“No need.”

As soon as the words fell, the remaining three people in the room looked at him with disapproval. Raymond almost lost his temper but was held back by Custer.

Custer was currently the only S-class male insect in the entire Empire. Although Arnold had not guided him back then, Raymond, who came from a noble family, was also talented, which allowed Custer to successfully awaken to S-class.

S-class male insects were different from other grades of male insects, and their numbers could be counted on the fingers throughout the history of the insect race. Therefore, no one knew what the capabilities of S-class male insects could reach.

Ervin was the first to object. He didn’t know what Arnold was obsessed with. His Highness Custer, the noble S-class male insect, had said so, what else did Arnold have to worry about?

He felt that he cared more about his physical condition than Arnold did.

Custer also looked at Arnold with disapproval. He no longer had those thoughts about Arnold and simply wanted to help.

“I said, no need.” Arnold’s voice was still indifferent, as if he wasn’t worried about his physical condition at all.

He looked at Custer and Raymond: “You two go out first, don’t spread this matter.”

As the sound of closing doors fell, the control room returned to silence.

Arnold felt the temples throbbing, not sure if it was from fatigue or something else.

He thought about the mission this time.

He was naturally aware of the situation on Enos. The Empire had long lost control over it, otherwise their warships wouldn’t have been forced to stop on Cabino Star.

Three days later, an auction would be held on Enos, and almost everyone who was famous in the Star Network would attend.

In fact, this auction wasn’t originally so attractive, and even the Empire initially planned to let it be held.

But the source of everything was a groundless rumor.

Someone said that Amoris had captured an S-class male insect and would bring him to the auction, auctioning him off at the end of the auction.

As soon as this news came out, the situation immediately became chaotic.

You must know that Custer was currently the only S-class male insect in the entire Empire, and Amoris had captured another one. Whether it was real or fake, they had to go and see.

And for the Empire, if there really was such an S-class male insect, they would have to bring him back no matter what.

This was why Arnold wanted to apply to use a mecha. He had some bad premonitions.

He always felt that Amoris wanted to do something dangerous, and he had to stop him.

“Ervin.” He turned his gaze to Ervin, “Please, I know my limits.”

His eyebrows drooped slightly, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, making his originally bright red eyes look even more elusive.

No one knew what he was thinking, and Ervin now only felt that he could no longer guess Arnold’s thoughts.

He stared into Arnold’s eyes, trying to find flaws, but after a long time, he took the initiative to admit defeat.

He knew that as long as it was something Arnold wanted to do, he would definitely do it.

Even if he didn’t help, Arnold would definitely have other methods.

Since that was the case, then what he could do was to ensure Arnold’s safety as much as possible.

Who told him he was Arnold’s adjutant?

He was born to work hard.

Ervin shifted his gaze, his voice a little sullen:

“Then tell me, who was the male insect who healed your spiritual sea five years ago?”