The gentle, sickly beauty is a cold and aloof general.

The report indicates that Junming had no obvious external injuries, possibly due to his exposure to the female insect's treatment chamber.

After all, time is a crucial factor in victory on the battlefield. Therefore, the female insect's healing chamber prioritizes efficiency.

Moreover, Jun Ming alone used up all the stored energy in the healing chamber; it's likely that all the old wounds were found and healed.

There's nothing seriously wrong with my physical body, but the test results for my mental strength indicate that I'm in a state of emptiness.

That's quite accurate.

However, the doctor attributed Junming's spiritual weakness to the fact that he was not nourished by the spiritual power of his female and male fathers while he was in the egg, resulting in insufficient innate spiritual power.

They didn't realize that Jun Ming's spiritual energy was depleted because he had used it all up.

Further down the list, the doctor's advice for restoring mental strength remains the same: rest.

According to the report, Jun Ming's mental strength level is B.

When conducting the mental strength test, Jun Ming did not extract all of his recovered mental strength and inject it into the instrument.

I never expected that even with less than one percent of my mental strength, I would still be at the B level.

In other words, if his mental strength were fully restored, it would be a terrifying number.

However, Jun Ming wasn't in a hurry.

After all, he is no longer threatened by zombies, nor is he targeted by anyone with malicious intentions.

Here, in his home, he is the safest.

Well......

There's also a robot named DunDun, whose origins are unknown but which seems to be a good thing.

As the results of the mental strength level test came out, Jun Ming was also informed that his mental strength and pheromone information had been recorded in the Empire's database.

Used to detect the compatibility with female insects.

Jun Ming merely glanced at it and didn't take it seriously.

His mental strength should actually be higher than SS level. There should be very few female insects that can match him at such a level.

After all, only those with a 90% match rate will be forcibly bound to a marital relationship by the system.

Therefore, Jun Ming was not worried at all.

After reading the report, Jun Ming opened the documents sent by the sub-female doctor.

It was roughly what he knew.

In ancient times, the mental power of male insects was used for warfare.

However, as the number of male insects continues to decrease, their quality is also declining significantly.

Nowadays, the only use of male insects' mental energy is to treat female insects' mental energy loss of control.

The pheromones are located at the nape of the neck of both male and female insects.

The higher the male insect's mental strength, the more likely its pheromones are to entice female insects into mating season.

Both mental energy and pheromones can, to some extent, treat the female insect's mental energy disorder.

After a cursory glance at the information, Jun Ming finally gained a fairly thorough understanding of his own body structure and functions.

Through those documents, Jun Ming felt that the male insects of the empire, in essence, revealed the four words "breeding machine" everywhere.

On the surface, male insects can dispose of their female servants and slaves at will. If a male insect makes a mistake, he can get away with it by paying some money, and there are always male protectors watching from the sidelines.

However, in reality, the pheromones and mental energy of each male insect are recorded, and when they reach a certain age, they must marry a female and have offspring.

If a man fails to marry a female servant or a female ruler for an extended period, he will be forced into a marriage.

Poor male insects, they were spoiled on the main planet, treated as breeding machines by females, yet they indulged in the pleasures of life, reveling in extravagance and debauchery.

The power bestowed by the female insect is ultimately arsenic laced with honey.

Jun Ming stood at the pinnacle of power, a recognition he truly earned through his own strength.

Therefore, they are very disdainful of things that can be obtained easily.

Stopping thinking about those things, Junming opened another document.

It was the female insect pattern that he cared about.

The markings on a female insect can directly reflect her mental state.

The darker the color, the more severe the loss of control over mental energy.

Moreover, after mating with a male insect, the female insect's markings will be uniquely marked by the male insect, and the likelihood of losing control of her mental energy will be greatly reduced.

In other words, Atar's mental strength is already in grave danger.

Upon seeing the information, Junming's first thought was this.

The insect patterns, so deep they were almost black, hinted at Atar's urgent need for male insects to soothe his mental energy.

Jun Ming truly loves Atal. Call him superficial and superficial if you will, but Jun Ming doesn't want anything to happen to Atal.

If possible, Junming would like Atar to become his queen.

After all, that was the first insect that had ever moved him.

However, this matter cannot be rushed.

If Junming were to express such thoughts, Xiongbao would inevitably negotiate with Atal, and regardless of Atal's willingness, the relationship between him and Atal would no longer be pure.

Junming did not want any third party to interfere in their relationship, especially in matters of the heart.

However, none of this information explains why Jun Ming felt slightly thirsty and restless when he saw the Atar insect pattern.

Jun Ming idly fiddled with the apple slices on the plate, somewhat irritated. His tendency to want to get to the bottom of everything made him particularly irritable about things he didn't understand or that were outside his control.

Suddenly, Junming's personal computer received a message pop-up.

[Your Excellency Junming, according to the matching system, your pheromones are 100% compatible with the female insect Atal. The system has automatically bound you to a marriage relationship, which cannot be refused. Please register your marriage at the marriage registry within three days. Failure to do so will result in severe punishment from the Male Protection Association, including a life sentence.]

[Attached: The communication methods of the female Atar.]

As this message popped up, Junming also saw the following passage in the data.

Between male and female insects with a 100% match, there is an uncontrollable, natural attraction. The male's pheromones and mental energy can quickly arouse the female; conversely, the female's pheromones and markings can cause fluctuations in the male's mental energy.

!!!

The match rate is 100%!

When Jun Ming saw the message, his head buzzed, and he felt the blood rushing to his head.

On the other side, after watching Jun Ming leave, Atar returned to the military headquarters to report on his duties.

"How is it?"

"I heard you rescued a male insect. Did you spend more time with him and try to make a good impression?"

After listening to Atar's meticulous report on the military operation, Monadi, the commander of the First Army Corps, couldn't stop gossiping.

Atal was someone Monadi had watched grow up step by step, and he admired her greatly. Similarly, Monadi did not want such an outstanding female soldier to die from a loss of mental control.

Therefore, if given the opportunity, Monadi would naturally hope that Atal could find a powerful ruler.

However, his subordinate Atar was used to being cold and indifferent, and he rejected many male insects openly and secretly. He was even suspected by some to prefer female insects.

"Commander, that male insect has been taken away by the Male Protection Association. I will have no further contact with him."

"Don't say things like that again, it's easy for people to misunderstand."

Atal seemed completely unmoved by reason.

"Tsk, look at you."

Monadi said with dissatisfaction, "You don't care about yourself at all! Look at your markings, how dark they've become."

"Commander."

Atal firmly interrupted Monadi.

"I hope I die on the battlefield, not under the whip of a male insect."

Upon hearing this, Monadi sighed and waved helplessly.

"Let's go, let's go."

"I'm giving you a few days off so you can get some rest."

"Take care of your mental strength and stop overusing it."

"Don't let things get out of control before we even get to the battlefield."

Atar gave a military salute and then withdrew.