[Zerg] After being reborn as a male Zergling, he refused to be a kept man.

Half of the wounds inflicted by the ruler were bruises raised with blood, while the other half had broken skin that exposed tender white granulation tissue.

Zhuang Hou's back was covered with such scars, some deep and some shallow, crisscrossing each other.

It was clear that Zhuang's father was very angry and used harsh methods, but after all, he was his own son. Apart from making his son remember the pain, he did not injure Zhuang Nian's bones.

With red eyes, Fei used her mental power to relieve her master's pain, lowered her head, and stuck out her tongue to lick earnestly and devoutly.

Zhuang Nian didn't expect the female soldier to act like this. His body tensed up involuntarily as he tried to stop her, but a hand with distinct knuckles pressed down on his chest.

Fei knelt behind the male insect, one hand gripping Zhuang Nian's waist, the other reaching around Zhuang Nian's arm and pressing it against his chest, mumbling, "Don't move."

Zhuang Nian turned his head back and saw Fei, who was licking the wound on his shoulder, lift his eyelids to look at him. His vertical pupils, washed by tears, were bright and golden, more dazzling than molten gold.

The male insect unconsciously closed his eyes, raised his forehead and swallowed slightly. His sexy Adam's apple moved playfully in the female's sight as he moved, carrying a seductive scent.

Fei was lost in thought, licking his wound heavily with the tip of his tongue. He heard Zhuang Nian's hoarse voice say to him, "Be gentle."

...It's gotten heavier.

"Phew~"

The female soldier's tongue was cool and moist. It was fine when she licked the bruises, but once she licked the broken skin, it felt like being bitten by ants.

It hurt, it was numb, and it had a vague, indescribable feeling.

Like sugar, like honey, yet also like a blunt knife that grinds bones.

Zhuang Nian couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed the hand that was taking advantage of his chest and said with great restraint, "I'll make you go easy on me."

Fei stopped licking her wound, moved her lips to her master's ear, and asked him with a hint of grievance, "You're injured like this, why are you still trying to seduce me? Seduce me, fine, but why are you stopping me from having fantasies about you? Do you know what I'm thinking right now? I..."

"Shut up." Zhuang Nian's forehead veins throbbed as he hissed, "Shameless!"

Fei laughed, teasing her master's earlobe with her tongue: "I'm shameless, I'm shameless towards you, what can you do to me?"

What could Zhuang Nian possibly say about his own lecherous wretch? He spoke his mind: "Lecherous wretch."

Fei was taken aback. He turned his master around to face him and frowned, asking, "Who is that lecherous worm?"

Zhuang Nian: "..." It seems this female soldier doesn't have a good enough understanding of herself at all~

Fei not only lacked self-awareness, but when jealous, she even became jealous of herself, pressing him for answers: "Tell me quickly, who are you calling a lecherous worm? Who is the lecherous worm?"

Zhuang Nian raised an eyebrow at him, finding it amusing: "A particularly jealous, and very good at being jealous in public, a lecherous man who always tries to take advantage of his master, and after being taken advantage of, he always cries and complains about being wronged while hugging his pillow."

"..." Fei: "Isn't that me you're talking about?"

Zhuang Nian couldn't help but smile: "It seems you do have some self-awareness."

Fei refused, pursing her lips, and said, "I'm clearly only interested in you, yet you give me a nickname, how annoying~"

Zhuang Nian knew it was a bit impolite to give Chongchong a nickname, so he patted the lewd Chongzi's head and coaxed him, "Then I won't say it anymore."

Fei shook his head hurriedly: "Tell me, tell me, this nickname actually suits my temperament quite well."

Zhuang Nian suddenly pinched his face and shook it irritably: "Shameless."

Fei wrinkled his nose and snorted softly, then kissed the back of his master's hand and said, "My lord, could you please call my name?"

Zhuang Nian blinked, shifting his gaze somewhat uncomfortably: "What?"

"You've never called me that before," Fei said, rubbing his master's arm and pleading, "I want to hear it."

Zhuang Nian looked at him, and said softly with satisfaction, "Fei."

The male insect's voice was cold, deep, and very alluring and pleasant to listen to, especially when paired with his face and those obsidian-like black eyes, which conveyed an indescribable seriousness and focus.

The female soldier immediately felt her blood boiling and her adrenaline soaring. Covering her nose, which was flushed with heat, she pleaded, "My lord, hold me."

Zhuang Nian: "..." He raised his hand and flicked his own lecherous bug on the head, telling him to stay away from him.

Fei wiped his nose, put his arm around his master's shoulder, and said, "I want to hear you call me that again."

Zhuang Nian: "I still want to hear you cry."

Fei: "Shall I cry for you?"

Zhuang Nian: "I was poor in my youth."

Fei: "My lord, please call me again. How about calling me Fei Bao this time?"

Zhuang Nian: "..." He tried for a long time but couldn't make a sound.

Fei snorted, "In your human terms, we're practically an old married couple, what are you shy about?" He then leaned closer and said, "If you're embarrassed, how about you whisper something to me during 'that' time tonight?"

Zhuang Nian: "..."

Fei, pleased with himself, lowered his head and continued licking his master's wounds, muttering, "If you don't speak, it means you agree."

Human medicine is less advanced than that of the Zerg, and medicines are slow to take effect. The female Zerglings, with their extremely strong healing abilities, used their saliva to heal two-thirds of the wounds on the male Zerglings.

Fei looked at the glistening saliva on her master's body, cupped her face, and said with great satisfaction and pride, "My master smells all of me. I feel so great."

Zhuang Nian was disgusted. He turned on the shower and poured in the shower gel. Under Fei's very resentful gaze, he washed himself until he was white and smelled nice.

The two little ones sat on the sofa swinging their legs, feeling as if their parents' behavior had been switched since they last saw each other.

Despite being injured, the father was in high spirits and looked very energetic.

The seemingly unaffected father was listless and appeared deeply distressed, as if he had suffered some kind of internal injury.

The two cubs asked Zhuang Nian, "Daddy, what happened to the female father?"

Zhuang Nian saw his lecherous son looking gloomy, squatting in the corner with his back turned, drawing circles. He went over, hugged him, kissed him, and whispered something in his ear.

Fei blushed, nestled shyly in her master's arms, and whispered reproachfully, "In broad daylight with the two little ones still here, what are you saying? You're so annoying~"

The two children couldn't understand the inexplicable shifts in the atmosphere between their parents, and only asked, "When are we going home? We haven't finished our homework yet."

Zhuang Nian: "..."

Fiji:"……"

As far as we know, the travel location is on Planet Del, and the medium is likely the meteorite crater mentioned by the children. As for what conditions need to be met to trigger the travel, that remains unknown.

Fei wondered if it was death?

When Zhuang Nian transmigrated to the Zerg, he did not encounter any life-threatening danger, and when the two cubs transmigrated, they were not injured at all.

So what exactly is the key factor that caused the time travel?

The man and the insect were seriously discussing the meteorites on the table when the doorbell rang.

The butler, with white hair and a beard, dressed in a black tailcoat, smiled and said to Zhuang Nian:

"The master sent me to pick up the two young masters and take them home. He also asked you to come back so we can discuss your matter with Mr. Fei."

The two cubs clung tightly to their male parent's legs, shaking their heads and saying, "Don't want to be separated from our parent."

Then Fei got into the car to go back to the Zhuang family mansion.

The suburbs are quiet and secluded, about a 40-minute drive from the city center.

The two children, sitting in the stretched Lincoln, asked Zhuang Nian with great confusion while waiting at a traffic light, "Dad, why is this car so simple and slow? Why don't we ride in a flying machine?"

Zhuang Nian patted their heads: "There are no flying machines here, and the cars can't go too fast, otherwise it's easy to cause a traffic accident."

The two little ones looked up at the sky and, sure enough, there wasn't a single flying machine in sight. The sky was also foggy, and there were many trash cans lined both sides of the road. Strange.

"Dad, the sky here is so dirty, with so much dust, why don't we install an air barrier?"

"Why aren't those recycling bins labeled 'Separate Recycling' automatically sorting the trash? And why is there trash inside them?"

"And why are the buildings here so short? They're not even as high as the diving platform in the school's training room."

"And there's more..."

Zhuang Nian: "..."

He patiently explained for a long time, and the two little ones nodded their little heads, as if suddenly understanding, and said:

"Is this the legendary poor and backward inferior planet? It really is..."

Fei patted the two cubs' bottoms, interrupting them, "This is the male father's home planet, you can't be so rude."

The two children realized that saying that would hurt their father's feelings, so they sat down next to Zhuang Nian, hugged his arm, and apologized. Then they asked him in a soft voice, "Daddy, you must have suffered a lot growing up here, right?"

The driver and housekeeper, who were forced to listen in: "..." They had never felt so inferior in their lives.

When the car arrived at the Zhuang family mansion, Zhuang Nian left Fei in the car.

Mrs. Zhuang stood in front of the house, craning her neck and asking, "Why didn't you let Fei Bao in?"

Zhuang Nian: "The house is in complete chaos. Let me take Zizheng and You Nan to meet Grandpa first, and once everything is settled, then I'll let him formally come to visit."

Mrs. Zhuang nodded slightly: "You're right, now is indeed not the time."

Zhuang Nian: "How is Grandpa's health?"

Mrs. Zhuang sighed softly, "You're feeling better after taking the medicine. The old lady has always been strong-willed, and this incident has really shaken her. Your father has been so angry that he hasn't been able to eat properly for several days. When you see them later, be more agreeable."

Zhuang Nian responded, gave the two children a few instructions, and then led them to the study.

When I went in, the father and son were playing chess.

On the chessboard, the black and white pieces were locked in a fierce battle, and it was clear that both elders were quite distraught.

"Grandpa. Dad." Zhuang Nian bowed and greeted them. Zi Zheng and You Nan were also very clever and followed their fathers' example, bowing and saying in a soft voice, "Great-Grandpa. Grandpa."

On an autumn evening, the garden is filled with fallen flowers, bathed in the glow of the setting sun.

The two exquisitely beautiful cubs had black hair and golden eyes, and looked exactly alike. They stood side by side next to Zhuang Nian, standing at a perfect military posture, their little faces full of spirit.

Grandpa Zhuang's eyes lit up. He beckoned them to his side, examined them closely for a while, and casually asked a few questions. Seeing how articulate and clever the two little ones were, he asked them:

Do you know how to play chess?

The two children nodded: "Yes." Their father had taught them when they were very young; it was very simple and had no difficulty at all.

Zhuang Nian coughed lightly, his fist clenched. The two little ones winked at him, indicating that they had received a hint.

after an hour……

Grandpa Zhuang and his father looked at the draw on their respective chessboards and fell into deep thought.

The two children exchanged a glance, wondering if a draw was really this frustrating. Would their great-grandfather and grandfather be angry or unhappy?

"Thank you, Great-Grandpa, for being so accommodating," Zizheng quickly tried to salvage the situation.

You Nan, mimicking her older brother, tried to salvage the situation: "Thank you, Grandpa, for being lenient with me too."

The atmosphere was quite silent, and Zhuang Nian stood to the side, unsure of what to say.

Finally, it was Grandpa Zhuang who spoke, patting the two children's heads and saying:

Let's set a date.