My evil self is completely unable to exert its power in the Zerg.

The isolation pod door slid open with a hiss, and led by Rohart, several core team members crowded around, or rather, practically pushed and shoved, the pale-faced medic intern who had been temporarily captured, and rushed inside.

The frigid air inside the cabin seemed to freeze due to the slowly opening meteorite protective shell in the middle.

All the insects' gazes, as if drawn by an invisible magnet, were fixed on the huddled figure within the protective shell.

A close-up view is far more impactful and direct than a fleeting glimpse through a porthole.

That was a male insect. A young male insect, even somewhat childish.

He lay there quietly, as if he were in a deep sleep. His jet-black hair was scattered messily around his pale cheeks, making his skin appear almost translucent, like the finest warm jade, or like fragile porcelain.

His features were so exquisite that they made insects tremble. It was an astonishing beauty that blended purity with unconscious allure, as if the insect god's most favored and perfect masterpiece, yet at this moment it was so fragile that it made one's heart tremble.

However, what caught the insect's eye the most was its tail, which hung limply and occasionally swayed slightly with the slight vibrations of the cruiser.

The base of the tail is entirely black with smooth lines, becoming lighter and more translucent towards the tip. And that tip, however, is not any known cone or sphere shape, but rather… a small, exquisite heart, as if carved from the purest amber.

The golden heart-shaped tail hook, under the cold white lights of the medical area, reflected a warm and mysterious luster, forming a stark contrast with its owner's pale and fragile appearance, inexplicably exuding an ultimate innocence and allure.

"By the God of Insects..." an insect murmured unconsciously, its voice as soft as a whisper, as if afraid of disturbing the scene before it.

Rohart felt the thing in his chest pounding wildly with unprecedented force, hitting his ribs and making his eardrums buzz.

He had never been so close to a male insect before, let alone one as beautiful as this, yet so fragile as if he might vanish at any moment.

That impulse, originating from the depths of his genes—the urge to get close, to protect, and to present all the beauty in the world to him—surged through every cell of his body like a tsunami.

He could even smell the extremely faint yet incredibly clear pheromone scent in the air, the scent of male insects—like tender grass after the rain, mixed with a hint of sweet milky fragrance, completely non-aggressive, yet making his mouth dry and the structure deep within his compound eyes uncontrollably warm up slightly.

He traced the outline of the male insect with his gaze, almost greedily yet with extreme restraint. His tactical gloved hand rose and fell repeatedly, desperately wanting to touch and confirm the other's authenticity and safety, yet afraid that his clumsy hands would hurt this beautiful, glass-like insect.

"What the hell are you standing there for!" Rohart snapped back to reality, suppressing the dryness in his throat and the strange feeling in his body, and growled at the medic, his voice involuntarily dropping eight octaves, terribly hoarse, "Examine him! Examine him now!"

The medic intern snapped out of his daze and frantically opened the portable testing device, his hands trembling so much he could barely hold it. The beam swept across Su Tang's body, and the data jumped rapidly.

"Vitality signs...very weak!" The medic's face drained of color. "Low body temperature, almost completely depleted energy...multiple minor impact wounds and abrasions on the body surface, suspected...suspected of experiencing a violent collision in space..."

Every word was like a hammer blow, striking the hearts of all the insects. They simply couldn't imagine how this delicate sir had survived in that death zone, or what kind of suffering he had endured.

"Medical pod! Quick! Put Your Excellency in the medical pod!" Rohart ordered urgently.

The quick-reacting female soldier immediately stepped forward, her movements gentler than ever before, as if she were carrying a breathing star core energy source. She carefully picked up the unconscious male insect and placed him into the ship's only medical bay, which was normally used only for emergency treatment of seriously injured female soldiers.

The pale blue healing fluid was slowly poured in, submerging the pale body.

"Start at minimum power! No, even lower!" Rohart stared at the control panel of the medical pod, his compound eyes nervously tracking every data point.

The medic's fingers trembled on the control panel: "Lieutenant... this is already the lowest level of stimulation... this is what our female soldiers use to accelerate cell regeneration and treat severe injuries like amputated limbs... Your male insect's body structure is completely different from ours, too fragile, I, I'm worried..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's try it first!" Rohart interrupted him impatiently.

However, the medic's worst fears soon came true.

Almost the instant the healing fluid began circulating and the low-intensity bio-electric current began stimulating, the male insect, who had been sleeping peacefully in the medical pod, immediately furrowed his delicate brows in pain. His long eyelashes trembled violently, and even in his unconscious state, his pale lips emitted an extremely faint whimper, enough to make the hearts of all the female insects clench. His body convulsed slightly unconsciously, as if he were enduring immense pain.

"Stop! Stop right now!" Rohart's eyes widened in fury as he slammed his fist against the metal wall beside him, creating a dull thud. He felt like he was going crazy. "What the hell is wrong with you! Can't you see he's in pain?!"

The medic nearly jumped out of his skin, frantically stopping the treatment, his voice trembling with despair: "Lieutenant! This is really the bare minimum! Even a newly hatched female infant can withstand it! But this gentleman... his constitution seems exceptionally... fragile, like a larval male insect that hasn't completed its second molt, completely unable to withstand any external stimuli!"

The cabin was deathly silent. The only sounds were the faint hum of the medical equipment and the heavy, suppressed breathing of the insects.

Looking at the man inside the medical pod, whose brows were still furrowed as if he were trapped in a nightmare, a tremendous sense of powerlessness and anger swept over them.

They were the lowest of the low, logistics and cleaning ships, equipped with crude medical equipment meant only for the resilient female soldiers. They possessed immense strength and fighting spirit, yet they couldn't even alleviate the slightest bit of this gentleman's pain! What utter incompetence! What a disgrace!

Rohart's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the pained face inside the cabin. The male insect's faint groans pierced his nerves like the sharpest needles. The protective instincts ingrained in his genes and the helplessness of reality tore him apart.

The few seconds of silence felt like an eternity.

Finally, Rohart abruptly raised his head, all the struggle and anxiety on his face settling into a resolute determination. His voice was hoarse, yet carried an undeniable command:

"Listen up!" He surveyed all the young female soldiers in the cabin. "Mission aborted. 'Sweeper Seven,' full speed ahead! Target—Central Star Region, the nearest Imperial military port hospital capable of receiving Your Excellency the Male Insect! Push the engines to 120% power! If you encounter any obstacles along the way, just charge through them!"

All the insects were stunned. Returning to port without completing the mission, especially for a logistics ship like theirs with cleaning duties, was tantamount to desertion—a serious crime! Lieutenant Rohart, the leader, would bear full responsibility, facing demotion, investigation, and possibly even court-martial!

"Captain..." Youchong subconsciously tried to dissuade him.

"Execute orders!" Rohart roared, his dark golden compound eyes sweeping over the crowd with an almost maniacal obsession and protectiveness. "Right now, nothing is more important than this gentleman's safety! Even if it's a military restricted area ahead, you have to clear a path for me! I'll take full responsibility for the consequences!"

He didn't say anything more, turned around and strode towards the command room, his back view resolute.

The cruiser's engines roared with overload, abruptly changing direction, tearing through the silent sea of ​​stars, and accelerating wildly in the direction it had come from.

Inside the ship, the atmosphere was extremely tense.

No longer was there the excitement before the battle or the shock of discovering the male insect; now, there was endless heartache for that fragile lord, anger and shame at the poor condition of their own ships, and deep worry about their future fate.

But they had no regrets. Every female soldier clenched her fists, her gaze involuntarily drifting towards the medical area.

Protecting the male insect is the highest command imprinted in their genes.

"Level One Command - Full Speed ​​Back!"

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Consciousness seemed to struggle to rise from the bottomless abyss, slowly breaking free from its heavy constraints. Su Tang's eyelashes trembled a few times before finally opening slowly.

Visibility was blurred; all that could be seen was a cold, metallic dome. The air was filled with an unfamiliar odor, similar to disinfectant, yet mixed with a strange, sweet, and fishy smell.

But it was quiet and peaceful.

It was completely different from the apocalyptic scene he had witnessed before he closed his eyes, a scene of the sky collapsing and falling like a shattered mirror.

Su Tang blinked blankly, his amber pupils filled with confusion and bewilderment. He tried to sit up, but found that his limbs and bones were weak and powerless, and he felt a slight dizziness as soon as he raised his head.

So, all of that was just a dream? I knew it! The world doesn't just suddenly end out of nowhere. He must have had a cold and fever, and ended up having a delusional episode in his dream.

But... this is a hospital? Which top-tier private hospital has such a cold, avant-garde design?

Su Tang tried to move, but his whole body immediately felt an unbearable soreness, which made him groan involuntarily, his voice hoarse and dry.

Just then, a completely emotionless, electronically synthesized voice resounded deep within his mind:

[Phee—Host's vital signs have stabilized, and consciousness has been awakened. Binding officially activated!]

[Binding successful! Welcome, host Su Tang.]

Su Tang: "???" What the heck? Has the aftereffects of my chuunibyou finally appeared?

Before he could think it through, a semi-transparent, high-tech blue screen suddenly popped up in front of him, with densely packed data scrolling rapidly on it.

[Vitality scan in progress... Scan complete.]

[Race confirmed: Zerg - Male Zerg (Rare Mutant)]

Physical Strength: E-rank (Worse than a fighter, proper protection recommended.)

[Pheromone Level: EX (Extremely dangerous! Blocking is recommended.)]

[Main Quest: Maintenance... Pfft, pfft, the current host has been detected to have ambitions. In accordance with the personalized treaty based on the host's will, as stipulated by the Multiverse Dimensional Law, the main quest objective has been corrected.]

[Main Quest: Become a cosmic-level evil villain, seize power and wealth, enslave all living beings, and instill fear and trembling in all souls!]

[New player goal: Earn enough 'Evil Points' to repay the system's advance payment for 'Life Support and Race Change'.]

[Current total liabilities: 1,000,000.00. An installment loan has been arranged for you, with a daily interest rate of 0.68%. The total outstanding amount is 1,370,900.40.]

[Current minimum daily repayment: 10 Evil Points (Failure to complete this will trigger a penalty mechanism).]

[How to gain Evil Points: Engaging in actions that conform to the definition of 'evil' against any intelligent life form, including but not limited to bullying, humiliation, intimidation, plundering, and harm. The stronger the emotion (fear, anger, pain, despair, etc.) felt by the other party. The more intense the action, the more Evil Points you gain.]

[Friendly reminder: Your repayment deadline is 16 hours, 59 minutes, and 12 seconds. Honey, please hurry and collect your daily evil points. Go for it! ~(￣▽￣)~*]

A barrage of information left Su Tang dizzy and disoriented. His brain, which was usually preoccupied with new characters and limited-edition games and privately criticized by his friends as "pretty but stupid," was simply overwhelmed by all this information.

System? Zerg? Evil Points? Debt!

He knew every word, but it became utterly absurd when it happened to him.

The cold countdown and the distorted emoticon at the end sent a chill down his spine.

"It's a lie, right... What kind of prank game is this? Did my brother do this? What new holographic technology did he use?" Su Tang's voice trembled as he tried to comfort himself, but the soreness in his body and the lingering virtual screen in front of him reminded him that this was probably not a prank.

He seems to have really hit the jackpot, suddenly transforming into a strange race and saddled with a million-dollar debt... If only he hadn't just bought a car, he could have just paid it off with the money. Wait a minute...

"Do you even know my dad is Su Gang! What do you mean by a million-dollar debt? Go ask my dad for it, he'll just transfer it to you."

[Friendly reminder: The system does not offer foreign currency exchange or accept barter. Please repay using official points. Also: The host has left the original dimension. Please accept reality, do not dwell on the past, and rebuild your life.]

"What do you mean? Are you a human trafficker?! Let me go back right now! Otherwise, my dad, mom, brother, and Da Huang will not let you go!" Su Tang was scared and aggrieved, and she shouted with a sob in her voice. Her weak body made her fierce but cowardly threat sound more like a coquettish plea.

[Warning: Host detected as having a tendency to default on payments.] The system's voice fell silent. [Being a defaulter is a serious violation of the law. To reiterate: failure to make the minimum daily payment for three consecutive days will result in termination.]

"Erase, annihilate!" Su Tang was so frightened that he immediately fell silent. His beautiful peach blossom eyes instantly filled with tears, and he looked like he was about to cry. Coupled with his pale and weak but still incredibly delicate face, he looked particularly pitiful.

Just then, the metal door to the ward slid open silently.