MCDWTBS Chapter 15

Chapter 15: Chapter 15: It’s Not About Being a Dog for My Bro…

It was just his overthinking. Even among female insectoids and Sub-male insectoids, Edwin was the purest. This former superior had countless merits, but being too upright was sometimes a flaw.

Iliot maintained his courtesy and smiled gently. Serra, who had been carefully watching Edwin, saw that the two had stopped talking and ran over with his short legs, his caramel-colored eyes darting around. He pushed a small robot from behind him to Iliot’s feet.

“Male parent, this robot is very good. Can we give it to His Royal Highness the Prince?”

The chubby male insectoid cub tilted his head, put his little hands behind his back, and said in a pleading tone. Even Iliot, who was wary and fearful of male insectoid cubs, couldn’t help but be captivated for a moment by the cub’s extremely deceptive appearance and round caramel eyes.

No wonder Edwin was bewitched by the male insectoid cub. Even after the male insectoid cub showed extraordinary lethality, he was still full of protectiveness and affection towards him.

Iliot mentally moved the danger level of the male insectoid cub forward, while Edwin still looked clueless. He didn’t understand why the Young Male Master had to discuss the disposal of the robot with a female insectoid slave of no status like him. But under the cub’s sincere gaze, he nodded as if possessed, and immediately received a soft hug from the male insectoid cub.

“Male parent is the best to me!”

Serra arched his little butt, his little claws grabbed onto the medical bay, and he stuck his chubby face to Edwin’s hand, his small voice sweet and soft. Of course, he knew that Edwin currently had no power to dispose of anything, but he still had to ask. Only through repeated inquiries and interactions could he open the heart of the black-haired female insectoid, cultivate the black-haired female insectoid’s subjectivity, and help him come out of his closed world.

Perhaps the insectoid world didn’t have the concept of mental illness, but Serra had clearly realized that Edwin’s wounds were not just physical. His soul was slowly becoming silent and dead, just like the thousands upon thousands of Sub-male insectoids and female insectoids who were oppressed all their lives. They couldn’t express themselves, and they couldn’t even cry out in pain.

This meaningless, endless suffering completely wore away their will.

That was why Edwin accurately chose to sacrifice himself at every decision point, facing death with equanimity.

He might have never experienced the joy of living. Even though he had given everything for this empire and countless colleagues, this deformed society had not rewarded him with any compensation or honor. Living was a life instinct, and how desperate must a life be to have no will to survive?

The system said that in the history of the insectoid’s resistance, Edwin regained his will to live in the extreme oppression, and at the cost of his life, he sparked resistance, eventually becoming the soul and pillar of the rebel army.

But Serra didn’t dare to think about how much suffering Edwin would have to endure on this cruel “path of awakening” paved with countless blood and lives. Perhaps when he first transmigrated, Serra would weigh the pros and cons and try his best to complete the system’s task of guiding Edwin’s awakening.

But now…

He looked at the black-haired female insectoid with his drooping light blue eyes, looking at him softly and trustingly, and his heart couldn’t help but curl up, feeling sore.

How could he bear to let any of the hardships of fate befall this gullible, simple, and soft-hearted female insectoid?

His male parent, he would definitely protect him well. He would bear everything in the future, and the light and glory of the new world would surely descend upon Edwin.

Serra thought, and rubbed Edwin’s fingers again. The female insectoid’s fingers, as exquisite as jade, flicked slightly, as if wanting to rub the cub’s head. Serra chuckled to himself. He understood the feeling that when a dog stuck to you, the owner couldn’t help but want to pet the dog. Just as he was about to shamelessly stuff himself under Edwin’s palm to force him to “pet the dog,” Iliot, who had been watching for a long time, helplessly spoke:

“Your Highness Serra, General Edwin, thank you for your gift. May I ask, Your Highness Serra, what is so exquisite about the robot you chose?”

Iliot’s gentle voice awakened Serra’s reason. He shook his little head and was a little horrified to find that he was trying to be a dog for his future revolutionary brother.

What a joke, he was just acting cute because his body was small. Besides, what’s wrong with being a dog between brothers? Revolutionary friendship wasn’t such a fragile thing, hahaha…

Frantically making up excuses in his heart, Serra finally remembered the business at hand. He turned to Iliot and smiled slightly:

“Prince Iliot, I think the source code of this robot may give you some inspiration.”

As he spoke, Serra waved his hand, and dense runes floated up, the text code mixed with mental energy threads, chaotically spread in mid-air. The male insectoid cub stood on tiptoe and pointed to a mental energy imprint in a maze-like rune.

“The church’s robots are widely circulated among male insectoids. Unfortunately, in recent years, the church’s power has grown, almost monopolizing the empire’s robot production market, and even the production factories funded by the royal family have retreated. The pu series robots produced by the church are very popular among male insectoids because of their punishment and attack functions.”

Speaking of the sinister uses of the church’s robots, Iliot’s expression darkened, and his fingers twitched nervously. But he quickly put his hands behind his back and smiled:

“Your Highness Serra suddenly mentioned this matter. Is it because Your Highness has come to some conclusions from your research?”

The little male insectoid gave him an approving look. It was easier to talk to smart people. He stuffed his chubby paw into the hand of the black-haired female insectoid behind him, feeling even more sorry for the clueless male parent.

Unlike this one, who was silly. What would he do without a cub to take care of him?

The cub thought, and secretly puffed out his little chest, smugly congratulating himself for being useful, causing the system that came to check the host’s condition to be speechless and silently disconnect.

It always felt that its host only looked reliable, but was not a good thing.

“Mental energy marking. I think the church should have invented a way for mental energy and code to work together, allowing the church’s male insectoids to leave a mental energy mark on the source code of the robot. Due to the special nature of male insectoid mental energy and the tendency of male insectoids to avoid each other, the source code of the church’s robots has been unable to be cracked until—a male insectoid with a higher level violently cracks the mental energy mark.”

The male insectoid cub pointed to the virtual mark, turning it into a point of light that dissipated in the air. He looked at Iliot’s thoughtful face and made a proposal that the other party and the royal family behind him had no reason to refuse:

“The church has always promoted that God strength is the key to opening up technological development, but they have left their dirty marks in the robots? I don’t know what their intentions are. Does this robot belong to the buyer, or does it belong to the manufacturer? Who is their loyalty to?”

The cub’s words made Iliot’s eyes grow brighter and brighter, and Serra, seeing that things were about to succeed, leaned into the arms of Edwin, whose surface wounds were completely healed, and sprawled out like a pancake:

“And the church’s actions are such cruel oppression for us male insectoids with low mental energy levels or who cannot use mental energy! It’s simply treating us as aliens! In that case, it is imperative to eliminate mental energy’s pollution of technology and allow technology to develop independently. Prince Iliot, don’t you think so?”

Iliot’s expression at this moment could no longer be described as surprise, he was ecstatic!

For many years, the church had monopolized technology, and they forced all insectoids to acknowledge that mental energy was the reason for technological development. Mental energy did indeed allow the code to have the possibility of self-evolution, making the weapons and technology produced by the church more advanced. They used the mental energy of male insectoids to bind all war weapons and even robots, cutting off the possibility for female insectoids and Sub-male insectoids without mental energy to obtain technological assistance.

But technology itself was the most equal force. The church’s conspiracy to exclude female insectoids and Sub-male insectoids was exposed by a four-headed male insectoid cub today.

Iliot’s mind raced. He looked again at the taciturn Edwin, and then at the male insectoid cub sprawled out in Edwin’s arms. Today was the first time he had sincerely performed a royal salute to the cub:

“Your Highness, what you said is all reasonable. Even if it reaches my royal brother’s ears, he will definitely applaud you. I accept your intentions, and I also wish you in advance that you will get what you want, Serra…Duke.”

The golden-eyed female insectoid smiled lightly, then revealed a few worried expressions, carefully saying: “However, even if the royal family and you promote this matter together, there are still no products on the market that can replace the church’s robots. At that time, how will you respond?”

His face was full of just the right amount of worry, and the chubby insectoid cub looked up at Edwin and grinned:

“Male parent will protect me, won’t he?”

Edwin’s eyes paused slightly. It wasn’t that he didn’t understand the exchange between Iliot and the Young Male Master. On the one hand, he was frightened and secretly cheered for what Iliot had done and his thoughts. On the other hand, he didn’t like Iliot’s cold exploitation of the Young Male Master.

Of course, he understood that what Iliot was doing was a feat, it was for the sake of thousands of female insectoids and Sub-male insectoids in the war of resistance. If possible, he was willing to die for the new world in Iliot’s heart, without hesitation, but…

But the Young Male Master was a cub! This was not a battle that belonged to him. He should be protected, not involved in power struggles and face a dangerous situation.

The male insectoid cub looked at him with trusting caramel-colored eyes, and Edwin’s chest swelled, eventually nodding slowly.

The cub was delighted by his promise, and the gaze he turned to Iliot was filled with little stars, almost scorching Iliot’s eyes. Iliot was silent again for a while, and the passionate flame in his chest was extinguished a little by the nonsensical actions of the two insectoids in front of him.

Why could they still act so intimately when they were talking about serious matters? They weren’t really male parent and cub, were they? This was a bit too clingy.

A trace of doubt flashed through Iliot’s heart, and after the male insectoid cub rolled around in Edwin’s arms for a while, he said seriously:

“The robots used by male insectoids do have technical barriers, but female insectoids and Sub-male insectoids can also wear ‘bracelets’ to monitor their behavior, facilitate communication between them, and better serve male insectoids, right?”