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

It was late at night, no, it was 7 p.m. Because Su Tang's curfew was at 8 p.m.

Deep within the abandoned old tactical simulation training ground of the academy.

This place was originally a huge warehouse storing obsolete equipment, but now a section has been temporarily cleared out. The cold metal floor is so shiny you can see insects in it, and huge overhead lights emit a blinding white light, illuminating everything below in perfect detail.

Su Tang sat in the only high-backed metal chair in the center of the warehouse, which was obviously moved from an office temporarily.

The chair was covered with a soft blanket, and of course, at the president's request, a very imposing leopard-print cushion woven and dyed by insects was also used. However, even with these decorations, the chair was still a bit too big for him, and he could only barely sit on the edge, his calves dangling in the air.

Su Tang tried to straighten her back and raise her chin high, attempting to create a sense of authority like a mafia godfather.

Rohart stood with his arms crossed, like a silent iron tower, a step behind him. His rugged face was expressionless, but his sharp eyes scanned the surroundings.

Lancelot leaned back against Su Tang's chair, his long pink hair occasionally scratching Su Tang's back, which would earn him a "fierce but cute" glare from the male insect. At this time, Lancelot would look at the little male insect with a wronged and resentful expression.

When the male turns his head away, a faint, cold smile plays on his lips, his eyes filled with jealousy, as if he wants to kill these young and beautiful females with his gaze.

On the open ground directly in front of Su Tang, seventy-three figures stood in neat rows, as if receiving the highest-level military inspection!

Each of them stood tall and straight as a javelin, their faces resolute, their eyes sharp! They were all dressed in impeccably ironed black trench coats! A small badge was pinned above their left breast—

It was a simple, round badge with a warm honey-colored background. In the center, sharp lines outlined an abstract, menacing bat wing with outstretched wings. In the middle of the bat outline was a simple line drawing of a small skull.

What surprised the insect most was that the crimson bat wings actually seemed to flutter as if they were on fire. This tiny badge actually used the latest electronic temperature-regulating technology!

Adlores stood at the very front of the line, like the core axis of this steel-willed team.

He faced Su Tang, his brown eyes gleaming with arrogance. His voice, though not loud, echoed clearly in the empty warehouse: "Your Excellency, all core members of the 'Red Sugar Society' have assembled. Seventy-three were expected, and seventy-three are present! Please give your instructions!"

Swish-!

Seventy-three blazing gazes, filled with absolute loyalty and fanaticism, focused on Su Tang like searchlights! Their intense gazes nearly set the cold warehouse ablaze!

Su Tang's heart skipped a beat at the sight of this scene, and she almost slipped off her chair.

He quickly steadied himself, took a deep breath, gripped the handrail tightly with his small hands, and tried to suppress the slight, inappropriate guilt in his heart...

No! How could he be scared! He's clearly excited! Excited about the start of his Su Tang Great Demon King campus domination career! He finally has his own evil faction in this military academy!

Su Tang interlaced his fingers, placed his hands under his chin, and tried his best to imitate the demeanor of a mafia godfather in a comic book. He pretended to be deep for a minute, then cleared his throat and spoke in his uniquely cute but fierce tone:

"Brothers of the Red Sugar Society! I am your leader, Su Tang!"

The male insect's voice trembled slightly in the empty warehouse, but it was filled with a forced sense of pride: "From today onwards! We're grasshoppers tied to the same rope..."

"Pshaw! I mean, brothers fighting side by side! We only have one goal—"

He suddenly stood up, and with the support of the chair, he finally stood out among a group of tall female insects.

Su Tang clenched his small fist, pointing it at the ceiling as if to pierce the heavens, and shouted out his carefully crafted, melodramatic gang motto with all his might:

"Rampaging through the campus!! Spreading fear!!! Let every fool tremble at the feet of the Red Sugar Society!!!"

"Ohhhhhhh!!!"

A unified, deafening roar erupted instantly! Like a tiger unleashed from its cage, a ferocious beast roaring!

The battle cries of the seventy-three elite female soldiers erupted simultaneously, converging into a tangible sonic wave that slammed into the warehouse walls and ceiling, sending dust flying! The air itself seemed to buzz!

Su Tang's ears were ringing from the shock, but her inner worms were dancing wildly with excitement: This momentum! This power! Look at my cohesion! The foundation of my evil empire has been laid! Dominating the military academy, no, dominating the world, is within my grasp!

Unbeknownst to him, these seventy-three "core members" of the Red Sugar Society had actually been carefully selected by Viktor Brown with the tacit approval of Klein before his arrival, and then vetted and reported by Adlord before becoming members.

That's right, Adlord entered the military academy with a mission. The first and most important mission was to build an armed force that truly belonged to Su Tang.

It wasn't a senior citizens' group that Su Tang had formed herself, nor was it a guard team that had infiltrated various forces, especially the Xiong Bao Association. Instead, it consisted of guard insects that were truly loyal to Su Tang, obeyed her orders, and would not be disturbed by the orders of other forces!

Under Adlord's covert leadership, a group of Su Tang's fervent fans, mostly young elites from various legions, were gathered to form the core members of a secret support group called "Honey Guardian Knights"!

These young insects have not yet been brainwashed by society and their families. They are energetic and enthusiastic, and have not experienced the horror of a mental breakdown. Their feelings for male insects are more out of genuine love than a consideration of pros and cons.

Klein needed exactly this kind of insect talent. Such young insect talents were unavailable to the military; they could only be recruited from students with passionate enthusiasm. This was his ultimate goal in sending Adlaud to the military academy.

The newly designed badge originally had a background color representing the male insect's honey-like amber pupils. The ferocious outline of the bat replaced the wings that represented protection on the original Knights' badge. The cartoon skull in the middle was also added temporarily to better suit Su Tang's "aesthetics".

The mission was changed by Adlord expressionlessly from "to be the strongest shield and silently protect Lord Su Tang's glory and well-being" to "to be the sharpest knife, unconditionally execute all of Lord Su Tang's will, and eliminate all obstacles that may displease Lord Su Tang".

Abbreviation: Rampaging on campus, spreading fear!

For this group of fervent young female soldiers, names don't matter, badges don't matter, and principles don't matter at all!

Most importantly—this is a title personally bestowed by His Excellency Su Tang! It is the supreme honor that transforms them from "underground guardians" to "open followers"!

His Excellency Su Tang's will is their ultimate principle!

If His Excellency Su Tang says he will "run rampant on campus," then they will surely leave the name of the Red Sugar Society on every inch of the academy!

Lord Su Tang said to "spread evil," so they... well, although it's not quite clear what kind of "fear" they're going to spread, after all, how could someone as adorable as you possibly evoke fear in insects! But since it's your order, we'll brave mountains of knives and seas of fire! Making your enemy insects tremble is the goal!

All members of the Red Sugar Society were filled with excitement!

Su Tangzhi was smug and waved her little hand: "Very good! I am very satisfied! Now, I hereby announce the first collective action mission of the Chitang Society—"

All members held their breath, their eyes burning even brighter, like warriors awaiting the bugle call to charge!

"Target: The dessert window at the Starry Sky Combat Academy's first canteen! Mission: Snag some of the limited-edition MooMoo Beast Cream Éclairs for me tomorrow! The first batch, fresh out of the oven! Anyone who dares to try and steal them from me…" He tried to make a fierce expression, "I'll… kill them!"

His response was an even more unified, higher-spirited roar, brimming with unwavering confidence in victory:

"Oh oh oh!! Mission accomplished! Sweep through the dessert counter! Defend your cream puffs!!!"

The next day.

Seventy-two fierce and ruthless elite female soldiers, capable of dismantling mechs with their bare hands, rushed out of the classroom like a whirlwind, carrying a sense of mission as if guarding a precious treasure, heading straight for the first canteen!

For your MooMoo Beast Cream Éclair! Gods and Buddhas alike will be annihilated!

A group of excited female soldiers, who hadn't slept all night, subconsciously ignored the fact that the military academy had no demand for desserts and that this window was newly set up because of the male soldiers' enrollment, with its main function being to serve the male soldiers.

Standing at the cafeteria entrance, Su Tang watched his underlings carry out his "evil" orders with such efficiency and enthusiasm, and laughed triumphantly with his hands on his hips: "Hmph...hiahiahia! Rohart, did you see that? This is my Red Sugar Society! Evil domination is just around the corner!"

As Rohart watched the "elite" soldiers pounce on the canteen like hungry tigers, the muscles in his rugged face twitched violently, making the scar look even more grotesque and terrifying. He silently covered his face, then glared at Adlaud beside him.

Adlord clicked his tongue and looked up at the sky innocently. Little did he know that these idiots, who usually looked like elites of the empire, were even more outrageous than him, a former space pirate.

As if they'd never seen a male insect before, Su Tang's words had set them on a frenzy, even making that kid Vekbia...

Adlaud subconsciously ignored the times when she would go crazy in the group chat because of a few words or actions from a male insect.

Of course, it's good that your wish has been fulfilled. As for the method... cough cough, it's not important.

Unbeknownst to them, on the night of the previous gathering, after they dispersed, above the warehouse, in the dark shadows filled with rusted pipes and vents...

A pair of scarlet eyes, like congealed blood, opened silently. Like will-o'-the-wisps quietly igniting in the darkness, they silently watched their retreating figures.

The spider, lurking in the shadows, clung to the cold metal ceiling. Its jet-black exoskeleton almost blended into the surrounding darkness, except for its eerily red compound eyes, which flickered on and off. Its mandibles were open, a half-smile playing on its lips, and its sharp teeth gleamed a stark white in the shadows.

"Red...sugar...will..." A low, hoarse, breathy voice, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, lurked in the deathly silence of the ventilation ducts. "Is...it...?"

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The mornings at the Imperial Military Academy were shrouded in an invisible yet omnipresent low pressure.

Sunlight barely penetrated the massive domed glass ceiling, casting its light onto the mirror-like floor, but it couldn't dispel the eerie and chilling atmosphere that permeated the air.

In the corridors, on the training grounds, and even at the entrance to the cafeteria, which should have been bustling, students gathered in twos and threes, talking in hushed tones, their faces a mixture of confusion, surprise, and a hint of barely perceptible fear.

Their gazes were all drawn to the huge holographic projection screens hanging everywhere—where the academy's various rankings were updated in real time.

"Hey, look! The real-time fighting points leaderboard!"

"I saw it... monsters! They're all monsters!"

"Red Sugar Society - Steel Fist... Red Sugar Society - Broken Blade... Red Sugar Society - Bone Crusher... What kind of weird names are these?!"

"That's not all! Look at the points! The top ten are all from the 'Red Sugar Club'! They've even pushed Senior Turan down to eleventh place!"

The combat students gathered around the rankings at the entrance of the fighting training hall, creating an uproar.

On the giant light screen, the real-time scrolling ranking data seemed to have been formatted by some kind of virus. From first to tenth place, the glaring, blood-stained prefix "Red Sugar Club · XXX" was branded onto each name like a mark!

The names of the top students, who were once highly regarded, have now been pitifully squeezed out of the top ten.

"Steel Fist"'s points were skyrocketing at an appalling speed, followed by "Broken Blade," "Bonebreaker," "Iron Wall," "Barking," and so on... Each name exuded a fierce aura that kept insects at bay.

Even more outrageous are the real-time challenge announcements that keep popping up below the leaderboard:

[Defending the title]:

[Ranked 8th on the Fighting Leaderboard, Iron Wall of the Red Sugar Society, faced off against Ranked 6th on the Fighting Leaderboard in Ring 02. Gravi is an idiot; he defeated the challenger in 2.5 seconds!]

[Ranked 3rd on the Fighting Leaderboard, Broken Blade of the Red Sugar Society faced off against the third-ranked fighter of the Combat Special Attack type in Arena 05, smashing the sky with a single punch and rendering the challenger unconscious with a 0.7-point attack!]

[Attack]:

[The number 1 ranked fighter in the Fighting Leaderboard, Steel Fist of the Red Sugar Society, challenged the top fighter of the Mech Fighting Department in Arena 06. I piloted Unit-01. Battle duration: 22 seconds! Steel Fist of the Red Sugar Society wins!]

[The number 1 ranked fighter on the leaderboard, Steel Fist of the Red Sugar Society, challenged the top fighter of the Heavy Cannon Combat Department in Arena 06. He was careless with his cannon. Battle duration: 17 seconds! Steel Fist of the Red Sugar Society wins!]

The announcement was cold and merciless; each time it rang out, it sent chills down the spines of the onlookers. Was this still a friendly sparring match between military academy students? This was clearly the efficiency of a killing machine!

"Gulp..." Youchong swallowed hard. "These 'Red Sugar Society' guys...where did they crawl out of some hellish place? They're too ruthless!"

"Ruthless! Look at their eyes! Just now, 'Broken Blade' walked past me, and the look he gave me... my legs went numb! I felt like I was going to be torn to shreds any second!"

"They all seem to be wearing the same badge on their chests? A red... bat?"

"Shh! Shut up! Don't look around! Do you want them to target you?"

Panic spread rapidly among the combat students, like ink dripping into clear water.

The name "Red Sugar Society" seems to carry a curse, and against the backdrop of the bloody fighting rankings, it exudes a suffocating sense of oppression.

At this moment, in the military ship simulation combat center, the atmosphere was extremely tense.

In the center of the huge circular viewing hall, dozens of small screens are suspended, displaying real-time data of the ongoing high-intensity military spaceship combat simulation.

Taking center stage is the overall ranking of airship simulations.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!"

"Is there a bug in the system?!"

"Red Sugar Guild - Gale... Broken three high-level dungeon records in five minutes?! Reduced the average time by one-third?!"

"Red Sugar Society's Hawkeye... that extreme evasive maneuver he just executed... even theoretical models can't achieve that level of smoothness! How did he do it?!"

"Look! The main leaderboard! The main leaderboard has changed!"

On the main screen, the comprehensive combat power ranking, which symbolized the glory of the academy's top ship pilots, was once full of shining names, but now it was being mercilessly washed away and covered by a wave of brown sugar!

[1st Place: Chi Tang Hui - Gale (Battle Power: 9887)↑]

[2nd Place: Red Sugar Society - Hawkeye (Combat Power: 9821)↑]

[3rd Place: Red Sugar Society - Heavy Artillery (Combat Power: 9755)↑]

[4th Place: Chi Tang Hui - Phantom (Battle Power: 9723) ↑]

……

Of the top ten, except for the seventh and ninth places which are still struggling against the crimson erosion, the rest of the positions are completely dominated by the name "Red Sugar Society" with an absolute crushing force!

Moreover, those terrifying numbers are still climbing slowly but steadily at a visible rate!

"9887... almost at the threshold of legendary level..." a veteran instructor muttered to himself, his face pale. "Were these guys... hiding their strength all along? The Red Sugar Society... what kind of organization is it? How can they gather so many monsters?!"

If the changes in the rankings for combat and operational classes bring a naked sense of power intimidation and panic, then the rankings for academic subjects are permeated with an absurd yet chillingly suffocating feeling.

Academic and Innovative Technology Comprehensive Ranking.

[1st Place: Chi Tang Hui - The Thinker (Rating: S+)]

[2nd Place: Red Sugar Club - Paradox (Rating: S)]

[3rd Place: Logos of the Red Sugar Society (Rating: S)]

……

The top ten were once again dominated by names with the prefix "Chitanghui" (赤糖会). The senior students, who were originally known for their deep thinking and literary talent, looked at the pitiful A+ or even A after their names, and then looked up at the glaring "Thinker" at the top of the list and the "S+" following it. Their expressions were as if they had swallowed a live worm.

"Thinker? Paradox? Logos?" A female insectoid student wearing thick-rimmed glasses clutched her "Outline of Energy Output for 30mm Heavy Artillery," her voice trembling. "Do they... really understand what they're writing? Have the professors grading them been hijacked?"

The insect next to him lowered its voice, almost crying, "The most outrageous thing is the tactical simulation sand table leaderboard! The top ten are all from the Red Sugar Society!"

"Those who made it onto the list in the command department were already monsters, and they're still surpassing them!" He pointed to a screen next to him, which displayed complex, star-map-like projection results.

[Sandbox Simulation "Deep Space Odyssey": Optimal Solution Achiever - Chi Tang Hui Chess Player (Time: 3 minutes 17 seconds)]

[Sandbox Simulation "Lone Star Dilemma": Optimal Solution Achiever - Red Sugar Society's Deception (Time: 2 minutes 48 seconds)]

"3 minutes? 2 minutes and 48 seconds?! Those scenarios were incredibly complex, normally it would take half an hour to analyze! How... how did they do it? Did they use brute force to dismantle the algorithm?!" The female insect felt her worldview collapsing.

An eerie silence permeated the entire cultural studies area.

Looking at the glittering "Red Sugar Society" prefix, the trainees felt not admiration, but a kind of despair of being completely crushed by an unknown monster.

Strength itself isn't frightening. What's frightening is that this strength, in its ruthless and destructive manner, has overwhelmed every sphere of their understanding! Combat, mechs, academia, tactics… omnipotent! Ubiquitous!

Could this "Red Sugar Society" be an all-powerful modified female insect warrior that crawled out of a devil's training camp?!

Panic, like a plague, quickly swept through the entire Imperial Military Academy. All the insects were asking the same question:

"What exactly is the Red Sugar Society?!"

"Who cares about the 'Raw Sugar Club' or the 'White Sugar Club'! How dare they steal the spotlight from our 'Fighting Club'!" Blaze snorted, his huge fists clenched so tightly they cracked. "Go! Find their club president! I want to 'learn' from him myself!"

His members looked at each other in confusion. Finally, the well-informed vice president cautiously approached and said, "President... I've heard that the vice president of the Red Sugar Society is Adlord."

Brezka scoffed, "That commoner freshman? Only those first-year losers would put him at the top. I don't even consider him a threat. Let their club president come and fight me!"

"No, no, their president... seems to be..."

"What is it? Stop stammering!" Blaze yelled impatiently.

"It's Lady Su Tang!" the vice president exclaimed with his eyes closed.

The training ground fell into a deathly silence.

Blaze's raised fist froze in mid-air, his angry expression hardening.

"Who?! Who the hell do you think you are?!" He practically roared, his voice cracking.

"Yes, yes, it's Lord Su Tang... the one who... uh, the male insect who made half the school faint with his fragrance in the auditorium..." The vice president's voice grew softer and softer.

Blaze remained silent.

He remained frozen in his fist-pumping stance for a full ten seconds, then slapped his thigh hard with a loud crack: "Why didn't you say so sooner!"

Vice President: "..." I wish I had said so earlier. Did you give me a chance?

Blaze spun around twice, then suddenly stopped and announced to the still-stunned members of the fighting club, "Listen up! There will be no more fighting clubs!"

Members: "???" Is the president furious?

"Quick, give me that brat Adlord's private communication device!" Blaze whispered to the vice president, then waved his hand, his voice booming, "From now on, there will only be the Red Sugar Society Fighting Club branch! I, Blaze Adil, am now the branch manager of the Red Sugar Society Fighting Club! You are all members of the Red Sugar Society! From now on, when you see Lord Su Tang, no, when you see the president of the entire society! You must all be respectful! Anyone who dares to disrespect the president, I'll be the first to twist their head off!"

He paused, a shy expression appearing on his face that seemed completely out of place with his fierce exterior: "To serve as a male insect... to serve Your Excellency the President, is an honor for our Fighting Club! What are you all standing there for? Go change our club sign! From now on, all Fighting Club members will have 'Red Sugar Club - Fighting Club' prefixed to their IDs!"

"Act first, ask questions later! We must secure the naming rights for the branch office!"

"Right, right! It's the president—no, the branch president—who reacts quickly!"

"Quickly, go to the student union and re-register, changing the club name!"

The members of the fighting club snapped out of their shock and burst into enthusiastic cheers!

The initial resentment vanished instantly, replaced by immense joy at being able to rightfully follow the male insect! As for the beating he received earlier? Heh heh, we're all insects, it was just a friendly spar!