After being transformed into a random male beetle

As the night deepened, Xi Yun ultimately did not leave but stayed in the room to rest.

After the lights were turned off, Edwin silently watched the back of the person on the other bed; the broad back had given him a sense of security at times.

Edvi didn't ask how the other found him. He had always known that Xi Yun was different from other male insects. After all, it was rare for a male insect to travel light-years away and leave its gentle circle for its female lord. Not to mention the male insect's undisguised fighting ability.

Edvi kept these thoughts buried deep in her heart, waiting for the day the male insect would tell her.

A few days later, on the morning.

Although the base center was safe, it was not as good as the central star in other aspects. Considering the safety of the male insects, Edvi arranged for the insects to send Xi Yun back to the central star.

Before leaving, Xi Yun hugged Adeway.

"I'll be waiting for you to come back safely on Central Star."

"Remember to think of me, okay?"

The male insect's powerful arm strength made Edvy suspect that it wanted to rub itself into its chest.

Xi Yun buried her face in the other's collarbone, and the fine strands of hair tickled Adeway's neck, causing a subtle itch.

"it is good."

He will try his best to fulfill whatever request the male insect makes.

After returning to the Central Star, Xi Yun went to the research institute to have his leave certificate revoked.

The military did not release news of Edwin's return. After such a long time, the outside world assumed that Edwin had died without a complete body, just like the former Second Garrison General.

The Xiongbao Association would come to him every day to recommend new female insects, and would even shed a few crocodile tears when talking about Edvi, advising him not to be sad and to choose a few female insects to relax.

Although male insects enjoy so many privileges, they should marry more female insects to fulfill their reproductive obligations and repay the insect race. However, Xi Yun did not want to. In the eyes of the president of the Male Protection Association, Xi Yun was a rebellious male insect.

Fortunately, the other male insects weren't like him, otherwise the president of the Male Protection Association would have been hospitalized prematurely.

After temporarily abandoning Xi Yun, the male insect, the president of the Male Protection Association set his sights on Dian Yalun.

Unsurprisingly, he was kicked out of the Prince's Mansion because he stepped into the gate with his left foot first, which angered the president of the Xiongbao Association so much that he gave himself two days off.

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"We can start tonight. I can't wait to see those male insects, who are lost in their sweet dreams, show their fearful expressions, hahaha."

"Once we conquer the central star, those weak male insects will be completely at our mercy."

"I'm going to snatch a beautiful male insect and make up for all the suffering I've endured from being abused by male insects over the years."

They've been oppressed by male insects for so long, they should be served by them. Why are those male insects so discerning that they only see the rich females and not even glance at their remote star system?

It's okay, once tonight is over, everything will be their turn.

A group of female insects stared at the darkening sky, their eyes bloodshot, their expressions crazed as if they were on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Soon, the rebel army, which had been suppressed by the Insect Emperor, reappeared in various places on the central star.

With a limited number of insects on patrol, they urgently requested support from the military.

The rebels launched a swift offensive, taking advantage of the patrols' lack of reaction time to storm the palace.

In an instant, both sides became bloodthirsty, turning the sharp blades originally used to defend against the enemy into their own kind.

Explosions rang out one after another all around, and cries and sirens filled the ears of every insect in a chaotic cacophony, pressing tightly on their nerves.

The thick darkness shrouded the bloody crime.

Ligdon first tied up the male master who was always nitpicking at him, and the spoiled male was locked in the basement while cursing at him.

"Ligolden! What are you doing? Let me go..."

The uprising had been planned for a long time, but Rigdon knew that it would not succeed at this point.

Although the previous insect emperor was moderate, he relaxed many restrictions on female insects year by year. In addition, the current insect emperor has been good at governing, and the conflict between female and male insects has been gradually reduced over time.

If the uprising had occurred a few hundred years ago, it might have succeeded. However, the forces of the uprising were too weak back then, and any slight sign of it would have been immediately crushed.

But even now, the chances of success are slim. When leading the rebellion, Rigdon never expected to survive; he only wanted revenge against Modenew, and he didn't care about anything else.

The female insect that died at Modenew's hands last time was Phoebe, Ligdon's childhood friend.

Ligdon and Phoebe didn't have a good childhood.

Ligdon's female father died early in the sexual abuse inflicted by the male father. His female father was just a lowly female slave, and his body was thrown outside, so no insects cared. The insects would only say that the female slave must have done something to anger the male master to be thrown into the street.

As a female insect, Ligdon was not well-liked at home. He only dared to drag his female father's body to be buried at night. As a young insect, he was too weak to carry it, so Phoebe helped him bury it.

It rained heavily that day, and Little Gordon and Little Phoebe were soaked to the bone, their eyes were sore and hard to open.

Little Gordon fell ill that night. When the insect servant told the male father, the male father, who was biased towards females, didn't care about him. After all, he had a bunch of female offspring, so one more wouldn't make a difference.

Fortunately, Rigdon pulled through. Then, during one of his plans, he crippled the biological father.

Phoebe's fate wasn't much better; the cold-hearted male father plucked the insect wings from Phoebe's female father.

It was all because the two of them accidentally broke the male insect's favorite vase.

Both of them were present when Phoebe's female insect wings were plucked. The female insect's screams of pain grew weaker and weaker until she eventually fainted from the pain. The male insect's infatuated expression as he admired the freshly plucked wings was deeply imprinted in Ligdon's mind.

The blood-stained insect wings shimmered with a beautiful and stunning luster in the air, only to be snapped in half by the male insect and thrown to the ground in the next second.

"Tsk, I thought the female insect's wings would be pretty, but they're nothing special. They're not even as pretty as the vase I broke."

The female insect that lost its wings died quickly. Phoebe, who lost her female father, began to change. That day, he looked at her with a strange look, but soon returned to his original self. But Rigdon knew that the companion who buried his female father with him in the rainy night had also been buried by her.

Later, the two lost contact.

Years later, Rigdon became a general and by chance reunited with Phoebe. Only then did he learn that Phoebe had tormented her father beyond recognition.

Ligdon had no other reason to interfere, but he never expected that their reunion was premeditated by Phoebe, and that his death at Modenuy's hands was also something he had planned himself.

Phoebe knew she wouldn't refuse his request. So she had planned everything meticulously, with the aim of gradually pushing him to the position of leader of the rebel army.

Gregor only found out that Phoebe was the leader of the rebels after his men found out.

Recalling the look in Phoebe's eyes before she died, Gordon felt a pang of unease.

If I hadn't agreed to his proposal that night, if I had found him sooner, perhaps he wouldn't have been blinded by hatred, and perhaps he could still be happily and freely planting the flowers he liked as before.