MCDWTBS Chapter 10

Chapter 10

For Serra (Lin Huanyu), acting like an infant and acting cute with Edwin was not a glorious thing. They both knew that Edwin was not his real male parent, and the insectoid race had a very weak concept of family affection.

But as a former human, he deeply understood that “love” is the only momentary change outside the rules of power.

For the insectoids, the concept of love has not yet appeared. The insectoid race is like a huge war machine, constantly harvesting the lives of Sub-males and Females, and enslaving them to fight on the interstellar battlefield, extorting wealth and rule for the males. Every Sub-male and Female is a tool and a weapon. They are not given any rights to life, becoming the items and objects of the males.

But what is the truth? The truth that the males have been trying to hide is that Females and Sub-males are the same species as males. If males are the offspring of the Chong Mother, then so are Sub-males and Females. And if Females and Sub-males are not the people of God, then the male eggs born between their legs are only a lowly continuation.

And the connection between a male parent and his male son is the fastest way to completely subvert the twisted rules already in Edwin’s heart. Edwin, kidnapped by the soft, chubby insectoid with its maternal and protective instincts, could no longer go all-in and recklessly leave his life in a cold night.

“Okay…” Edwin hugged the soft, chubby infant who was crying with hiccups, his weak and confused brain making him at a loss. For a moment, he actually felt regret and guilt. The last bit of warmth in his chest was covered by the infant’s warm body, slowly spreading throughout his body.

“Hmph, this is what the male parent promised me. The male parent has to be obedient and not make trouble with me.” The little male insectoid, who had just made a fuss, wiped away tears on the Female’s chest and raised his little chubby hand to summon his modified robot:

“Xiao An, use your medical mode to heal the male parent’s external injuries first. Then send the male parent to the medical bay, and Ilia, my… Sub-male brother, let him rest in the medical bay too.”

The little Sub-male in the corner of the bed, with a terrified face, let out a sob, looking at Xiao An in fear. Serra smiled at him, but couldn’t free his hand to comfort him.

The male insectoid infant sniffled his red little nose, suddenly feeling embarrassed by his crying. He raised his hand and touched his nose, like a little fat cat scratching its whiskers with its paws, without the decisive aura of giving orders. However, no one dared to underestimate him, after all—

His male father, Duke Corvin, of noble blood and reaching S-grade, was lying in his own excrement, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. And the robots that the Duke relied on the most were as useless as a pile of scrap metal.

As a male insectoid in his undeveloped infancy, such mental power lethality was simply appalling.

Sison knelt at the door, neither approaching his male master lying in the excrement, nor taking special care of his Sub-male son, who was trembling with fear. He lowered his head deeply in the direction of the young male master to show his submission. The other Females and Sub-males outside the door did not have his calmness. Most of them trembled deeply in fear, tears welling up in their eyes.

They were not worried about the Duke’s fall. Even if the lifespan of some of them would be greatly reduced without the Duke’s pheromones, most of the Females and Sub-males who were used to being tamed were more worried about the church and the Highborn Court, who would come to investigate soon.

The Duke’s Mansion had produced more than one rebellious Female, who had even hurt the noble male master. As the male master’s female attendants and female slaves, they would all be implicated.

They would die miserably, and the scenes of their punishment would be broadcast live to insectoids all over the star system as a warning to others. The Females and Sub-males they gave birth to, those of higher grades might still have the opportunity to become female slaves of other males, those of lower grades—would die with them without a burial place.

The Duke’s other female attendant, the Sub-male Emino, trembled constantly in fear. His bloodshot eyes swept over the Duke’s prostrate body, and then looked at Edwin, who was being treated by the robot, gradually stained with resentful blood.

This Female had killed all of them! So what if he used to be a general in the army? Now he was just the lowest female slave. Other insects could endure the male master’s “favor,” why couldn’t he? And—don’t think he didn’t know, Ilia, that little brat, and Sison—

Emino’s gaze turned to Sison, who was kneeling silently. Years of life and immersion in the rules made him dare not have the slightest resentment towards the male, but instead, he blamed his equally unfortunate compatriots even more severely.

“Sison…” The male insectoid infant hesitated for a moment, but still couldn’t call out “male parent” to Sison. He could throw away all the dignity of an adult in front of Edwin, but he couldn’t do it to other Females and Sub-males:

“Ilia will receive treatment in the West Wing, and I still need your help. Please gather all the Females and Sub-males in the Duke’s Mansion here.”

“Yes, Young Male Master.”

Serra paused slightly, but did not refute the title. At the critical moment when the Highborn Court and the Church were about to come to his door, he needed some temporary authority to ensure that other insects would not make mistakes.

He turned back to look at Edwin, who was being sent into the temporary medical bay, and happened to meet his gaze filled with worry and concern. Serra had never imagined that if a man looked at him with such motherliness back on Earth, he would awkwardly dig out Bikini Bottom with his toes. But he knew that when Edwin looked at him like this, he would just blush slightly and even squeeze out two small dimples.

“Be obedient, male parent be good～”

He winked at Edwin, then straightened his little chubby face and turned to Emino, whose face was beautiful but whose expression was ferocious.

Emino’s movements stiffened, and he lowered his face in fear. The male insectoid infant looked at the gathered Sub-males and Females with terrified expressions and cleared his throat:

“Just now, my male father suffered a mental collapse and has lost his mental power.”

Serra slowly walked out of the shadows. His mental power had violently tampered with the source code of all the robots, setting a new key. The silky mental tendrils receded, and the lights shone on everyone again, making all the Sub-males and Females feel like they had nowhere to hide. They lowered their heads even further, their teeth chattering.

“The insects from the Church and the Highborn Court will come to investigate this matter soon. As the Duke’s heir, I don’t want any of you to be unfairly punished because of the Duke’s misfortune tonight.” The male insectoid infant paused:

“Therefore, I hope you remember that tonight, my male parent Edwin and I came to visit my male father, and we happened to witness my male father’s collapse. Unfortunately, we had no way to save him. And you were gathered here after my male father’s accident. We are all saddened by my male father’s passing.”

The male insectoid infant’s gaze swept around, and he remembered that many Females and Sub-males who had been marked by the male’s pheromones would be dependent on the male’s pheromones. It was precisely for this reason that he did not kill the Duke, even though he thought the Duke did not deserve to live another second.

“Fortunately, the Duke is not dead. With our careful care, his glands and pheromones—” The male insectoid infant paused subtly, and the implied meaning in his words made Sison shiver: “will exist for a long time. He will be with us in another form.”

After saying this, the male insectoid infant beckoned to Sison, leaving most of the frightened and timid Females outside the door.

What was the Young Male Master implying? He… he wanted to treat the honorable Duke, their male master, as a living container for producing pheromones?

This?! This was simply insane, appalling, and audacious!

Emino, who was left outside the door, widened his eyes, his heart beating so fast that it almost hurt. Sison silently followed the male insectoid infant, who felt so strange to him, with fear in his heart, but also with an increasingly strong sense of gratitude.

He had taken a gamble tonight and done something he would never have dared to do before, but he had saved Ilia and also saved Edwin. Even if the later results exceeded his expectations, putting them at risk of facing the Highborn Court and the Church’s judgment, he had developed a strange sense of trust in the Young Male Master in front of him.

The Young Male Master would not abandon them. He had already helped them, and even—he called Edwin male parent.

No male insectoid infant would call a non-biological Female a male parent. Male insectoid infants were extremely special existences. With the difficulty of male insectoid reproduction and the increasing mortality rate, male insectoid infants had a position in any family that was second only to the male master, and were unconditionally obeyed by all Females and Sub-males. Many male insectoid infants would use half-siblings Females and Sub-males as female slaves. Previously, the Young Male Master had been furious at Ilia because Ilia called him “brother.”

Males would not admit to having the same bloodline as lowly Sub-males and Females, let alone respect the male’s female slaves. But the Young Male Master was different.

He seemed to have turned into a different insect. The relationship between him and Edwin—

Sison’s gaze swept over Edwin, who was receiving treatment and being pulled back from the brink of death, and then he lowered his head even further. Soon, he was brought to Edwin’s medical bay. The chubby male insectoid infant abandoned his intimidating aura and climbed into Edwin’s arms with his little chubby legs, like a clingy little fat dog.

“Male parent, Sison will discuss with you the story to tell the Church and the Highborn Court later. Don’t talk too much, be good, understand?”

The soft and cute infant deliberately put on a straight face, like an adult insect pretending to be calm, patted the Female’s healing shoulder, and hummed as he dragged a blanket and covered Edwin:

“I’m going to take care of the robots. Male parent, don’t be afraid. I won’t let any insects hurt you.”

This was the second time the male insectoid infant had said such words, but Edwin was not as ignorant as before. He looked thoughtfully at the insectoid infant with his little chubby face raised, and his eyes suddenly felt sore:

“I remember.” He responded, with a hint of solemnity and promise, causing large clusters of fireworks to bloom instantly in the little chubby’s caramel-colored eyes. The feeling of being trusted made Serra happily kick his chubby legs, deciding not to be angry about Edwin’s previous suicidal thoughts, and burying his face in Edwin’s chest to take two sniffs. He hummed as he climbed down from the medical bay, waving his black tendrils towards the Duke’s robots with enthusiasm.

He was going to tamper with the robots’ records to deal with the Highborn Court and the Church’s upcoming investigation.

Behind him, Sison, with a hint of awe and suppressed panic, told Edwin the strange story of how their male master was about to become a pheromone culture dish.

“You heard what he said just now, Edwin. The Young Male Master seems to have changed, but his methods have become more ruthless and cunning, simply… appalling.”