I Flirted with the General in the Zerg Empire [Interstellar]

The Deceitful Zerg

Ignoring the wounds on his back, Zhao rushed to the hospital. When he arrived at the door of the Evolution Breakthrough Room, he was informed that a female Zerg sent by the Male Protection Association was already inside.

It was Lieutenant General Yi, the young and beautiful brother of General Luo from the First Legion.

Had he come too late after all?

He collapsed to the ground, devastated.

The wounds on his back, which had started to heal thanks to the powerful self-recovery abilities of female Zergs, were torn open once again. Bright red blood flowed from the gashes, staining his white shirt. Yet, he couldn’t feel the pain. He simply reached out with his left hand to touch the crescent-shaped mark on his forehead, murmuring, “My lord… I’m too late…”

Perhaps it was just his imagination, but he felt a slight heat radiating from the mark on his forehead.

Dazed, he stared at the breakthrough room, as if trying to see through the walls to catch a glimpse of his lord and… the female Zerg inside with him, enjoying the favor that made him insanely jealous.

But that was supposed to be his treasure!

His eyes reddened at the corners.

It was unclear how much time had passed. It wasn’t until the red emergency signal from the breakthrough room began to flash that he snapped out of his stupor. His lord was in danger!

Without thinking, Zhao shattered the tough, transparent glass of the observation window and leaped inside.

The medical staff were stunned, unable to react in time. Then they remembered that General Zhao was the designated guiding attendant for His Excellency He Yi. It made sense for him to check on His Excellency’s safety. Since the energy inside the breakthrough room was unique and there were no monitoring devices, someone had to enter the room to verify the situation.

According to the energy data being monitored, the energy within the breakthrough room had already surpassed normal levels. No one but General Zhao could withstand it.

When Zhao rushed into the breakthrough room, He Yi was bent over, struggling to drag the limp body of Lieutenant General Yi across the floor.

Staggering, Zhao approached He Yi and grabbed his right wrist. “My lord, you don’t need him, please.”

His heart was pounding with fear, his body trembling as he embraced the male Zerg tightly. “I can help you too. My level is higher than his, and it will benefit your evolution more.”

Zhao’s nose twitched; his lord carried the scent of another Zerg’s pheromone.

Just by smelling it, he knew it wasn’t as good as his own!

A faint smile appeared on the dazed He Yi’s face when he saw Zhao suddenly appear. “Ah Zhao, you’re here? Quick! Get rid of this deceitful Zerg!”

When He Yi woke up after his earlier coma, he found himself in this strange room filled with energy stones. He instinctively absorbed the energy from the stones, but soon after, a female Zerg barged in and clung to him.

The female Zerg lunged at him, trying to embrace and hug him. Unprepared, He Yi quickly used his extraordinary mental power to knock him out. Coincidentally, the unfortunate Lieutenant General Yi’s head ended up hitting the danger button.

Zhao, who was overwhelmed with the scent of pheromone, glanced at the situation in the room and roughly understood what had happened.

The worst-case scenario had not occurred, and he was both relieved and delighted.

Overjoyed, Zhao felt a surge of energy and, like a man on a mission, lifted the unconscious Lieutenant General Yi and carried him towards the window. Without hesitation, he forcefully threw the bothersome Zerg out of the window. He then turned around with a slightly guilty conscience.

“Ah Zhao, I feel so hot,” He Yi said while fanning himself manually.

“Is the temperature control system in this room… malfunctioning?”

The high temperature caused by the fourth-stage evolution made He Yi extremely thirsty, and he couldn’t find a solution. After consuming the last energy stone, he began tearing at his clothes to cool down.

Zhao, showing his understanding, approached to help him remove his clothes.

The dazed He Yi shook his head vigorously. “Huh? Why are there two… three Ah Zhaos?! Aren’t you hot? Come… I’ll help you take it off too.”

He Yi fumbled around for the buttons of the shirt, but in his confusion, he simply grabbed the collar of Zhao’s shirt and tore it apart.

He looked up, scratching his head. “Eh, why is my scalp so itchy? Did I get lice?”

As he scratched, his hand suddenly grabbed a “long hair” bouncing on his head. He tried to pull off this “long hair” that dared to dance on his head.

Zhao was startled and quickly moved to stop He Yi from harming himself.

He Yi couldn’t see it, but Zhao saw it clearly. He Yi had two milky-white antennae growing on his head. These antennae were flexible and slender, resembling the soft, white ears of a rabbit, and swayed rhythmically with his mood.

This was a characteristic of pure-blooded S-rank high-level male Zergs awakening their ancestral bloodline. This ancestral phenomenon indicated that his lord had the potential of a king Zerg.

The antennae on He Yi’s head were dancing wildly.

A strong, sweet scent of pheromones enveloped Zhao, causing him to almost lose his balance. “…My lord.” The crescent mark on his forehead felt both itchy and hot.

The mischievous male Zerg looked innocent. “Ah Zhao, you’re so clumsy.”

The seemingly innocent male Zerg pulled the nearly falling female Zerg into an embrace, with a smile in his eyes. “And you’re a general, yet you can’t even stand properly.”

“How do you think I should punish you?” The antennae on his head swayed happily.

The scorching heat and the rich, fragrant pheromones of the male Zerg surrounded the female general who was on the brink of losing his composure. His heart raced wildly.

“Why aren’t you saying anything? Do you dislike me?” The male Zerg, not receiving a response, sounded pitiful, and his antennae drooped, losing their earlier excitement.

Dazed and disoriented.

The female Zerg, overwhelmed by the male’s charm, rasped out, “I like… I like the lord.”

The male Zerg, not easily fooled, clearly did not believe it. He held the cool female Zerg tightly, trying to dissipate the intense heat surging through him, and tilted his head, asking, “Really?”

“If you like me, kiss me.”

The male’s antennae stood erect like antennas receiving signals. “Prove it to me!”

“…Mmm—”

The female Zerg kissed him, their lips touching gently. The tender contact conveyed a sacred devotion that could not be desecrated.

The male Zerg, feeling pleased, wrapped his long, pale fingers tightly around the female’s delicate neck: caught.

To the male, the female felt like a cool, elastic jelly that had flown right to his lips. He suppressed the fiery joy boiling in his blood, bit into the jelly with a growl, and his agile lips and tongue moved voraciously.

Tears of overwhelming tenderness flowed like a tide. The female zerg was engulfed by the male’s passionate kiss, his vision blurring. In their gazes locked together, he seemed to see the beastly fierceness in the godlike male’s dark, deep eyes.

“…My lord.”

The female’s weakness did not elicit any compassion. The male, undergoing evolution, had lost all reason.

The male tore at the female with the ferocity of a beast unshackled. His lips, chewed on without restraint, took on a bright, moist pink hue.

The male smiled wickedly, wiping the blood from the corner of the female’s lips with his thumb, then slowly licked the blood from his thumb with his tongue, savoring it. The female zerg shivered at this seductive scene.

The male, dissatisfied, bit down hard on the female zerg’s ear:

“Don’t try to escape! You covered my mark!!”

“…No, I won’t escape.” He had just begun his task of guiding the male’s evolution; he couldn’t afford to be a deserter.

“My lord, let’s go… mmm…” The female zerg, his heart fluttering, whispered seductively.

“No!” The male bit down on the female’s other soft ear, leaving a series of solid bite marks.

“Please… show you… huff… good things.” The female zerg, his cheeks flushed red, enticed him.

“Are there really good things?” The male, breathing heavily with a fiery intensity, asked.

“Mm, I’m not lying.” The female zerg nodded as though drunk.

Controlled by the overwhelming evolution energy, the male, like a bandit, threw the female over his shoulder. After a few quick steps, he tossed him onto the large bed, demanding, “Show me!”

One pure, scarlet petal after another unfolded.

“Ah Zhao, you’ve turned red.”

“So beautiful.”

…

The good habits formed over a long period in the military woke Zhao from his exhaustion. When he awoke, he found himself lying in the warm embrace of his lord.

He felt weak and limp, like a fish about to die of thirst after too much exposure to the scorching sun, drained of all energy.

As his consciousness gradually returned, the sweet, intimate memories came rushing back. He had dreamed of such moments countless times before, and now that the dream had come true, it felt as if he was still floating in the clouds, not yet touching the ground.

He took a deep breath.

Ah, only the rich pheromones in the room reassured him.

Zhao carefully slipped out of the male’s embrace, using his reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance skills to the fullest. He managed to replace the meaningful bedsheet without disturbing the male and stealthily sealed it in a large, thick plastic bag. He then solemnly placed it into the rose space ring granted to him by the male zerg.

In the future, when he was abandoned by the male zerg, this would be the best momento.

After securing his “momento,” the tall female general settled back down, inching closer into the male zerg’s embrace.

He could see the male zerg’s perfect jawline just by lifting his head slightly. The male’s beautiful lips, like a fragrant pink rose, tempted him to kiss.

He pursed his dry lips and uncontrollably raised his head to brush against the male zerg’s smooth, white chin. The tender lips were so close, yet he dared not move too much, fearing he might wake the sleeping male. Sadly, he could only peck the male’s chin to satisfy his longing.

One kiss, two kisses…

Oh no! He hadn’t applied a face mask before bed!

Zhao felt a surge of anxiety. Had he become a—yellow-faced female Zerg?!

Feeling dejected, Zhao shifted away slightly.

Then, the male woke up.

Zhao, disheartened, covered his face. Without a face mask, he was already dirty! … He was no longer worthy of the male’s affection. He moved back despondently, lamenting his misfortune.

Exhausted, He Yi woke up for a few seconds, saw nothing clearly, and then closed his eyes again, pulling his female’s head back into his embrace. “Go back to sleep.”

He fell back into a deep sleep.

Zhao’s forehead and nose touched the male’s warm chest, his lashes trembling with nervousness. It took him a while to realize.

He was overjoyed that the male hadn’t seen!

He hadn’t seen his greasy face!?