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

This year was one that would go down in history for the Imperial Military Academy.

Besides the exciting news of the two male insects enrolling, this year also marks the 600th anniversary of the Imperial Military Academy.

Adhering to the tradition of the centennial celebration, this year's celebration was even more extravagant, like a long-brewing storm that swept the entire academy and even the capital star into a clamor.

A massive holographic projection projected the academy's magnificent emblem—crossed ion blades and outstretched mechanical wings—onto the clear sky, shimmering with light and never ceasing, day or night.

Brightly colored ribbons, virtual flowers woven from energy streams, and magnificent decorations symbolizing the totems of various military powers entwine like vines around the futuristic alloy dome and the spacious training ground, transforming this academy, traditionally known for its iron-blooded and cold nature, into a grand and fantastical dream.

The air was filled with the scents of various expensive spices, flowers, and the unique freshness of a cleansing energy field. But beneath this luxurious aroma, a deeper undercurrent surged, a mixture of power, interests, and countless desires, both overt and covert.

The high-ranking officers of the Imperial Military, generals from various star systems who commanded large armies, interstellar tycoons with wealth beyond measure, and dignitaries representing different forces, all landed their private aircraft like a swarm of bees returning to their nest on the helipad specially opened by the academy, which was covered with a scarlet energy carpet.

The opening of each aircraft cabin door was accompanied by the resounding bugle calls of the honor guard and the uniform salute of the guards, signifying the extraordinary status of the visitors.

Inside the campus, the once solemn roads have now become bustling pedestrian streets.

The temporary exhibition booths, each with its own unique style, sprang up like mushrooms after a rain:

There were booths showcasing the latest military exoskeletons and neural interface weapons, their cold metallic sheen and the deep hum of their energy cores attracting military enthusiasts; there were booths selling exotic minerals and biological specimens from distant colonies, exuding an air of mystery; and there were even mobile stalls selling "specially blended energy drinks" that supposedly could temporarily boost mental strength, drawing curious onlookers from many trainees...

The deafening sounds of praise, the clamor of bargaining, the simulated sound effects of energy weapon tests, and the distinctive music drifting in from nowhere all blended together, washing over every insect in the midst of it, making them dizzy.

The anniversary celebration of the Imperial Military Academy is a grand event that attracts much attention from the military academy and even the entire capital star.

This is not only a showcase of the military academy's long history and glorious achievements, but also an important social stage.

The celebration preparation committee, headed by the student council president, is carrying out all preparations in full swing.

In addition to the usual sports meet and exercises showcasing the military academy's strength, this event also included a cultural performance, modeled after the "Insect Star Grand Stage" program.

As the highlight of the celebration, finalizing the program list is of paramount importance.

"President, shouldn't we... invite Ms. Su Tang to a program?" a slightly bolder committee member cautiously suggested.

The student council president, a senior elite female insect known for her composure, frowned slightly upon hearing this.

Invite Lord Su Tang! That little male insect who knocked out the entire auditorium the moment he arrived?

The student council president froze again as he recalled his first meeting with that gentleman, his breathing becoming rapid, as if he could still smell the faint fragrance of male insect essence that the gentleman brought with him as he passed by...

No, no, there are insects coming and going at the celebration. It seems a bit too risky for you, sir, to take such a risk.

But the student council president thought again that even if he didn't invite the male insects, he probably couldn't stop their curiosity. What if they came to join in the fun in private?

Moreover, given Lord Su Tang's current popularity in the military academy and even the StarNet, as well as the influence of the forces he represents, his program will undoubtedly become the biggest highlight and topic of the entire event.

Besides their student council, those big insects will also protect the male insects well; he's just worrying unnecessarily.

After much hesitation, the student council president, with utmost respect, personally went to Su Tang's villa dormitory to extend an invitation. As expected, he received an affirmative reply from the male insect and also managed to absorb the male insect essence he had longed for.

Not only Lord Su Tang, but even another male insect, Lord Li Heng, will be involved—

Two male insects will jointly present a wonderful performance for the military academy celebration!

The student council president could easily imagine how he, as the person in charge of the organizing committee, would be praised and recorded in history after the celebration!

It was a worthwhile trip, a worthwhile journey, and none of the visits were in vain!

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"Not evil enough! Not evil enough at all!"

Su Tang stood on a huge photonic workbench covered with graffiti and scribbled design sketches, hands on her hips, her black hair slightly sticking up with excitement, her amber eyes wide open, scanning the two performance costume design drafts spread out in front of her with dissatisfaction.

"We are the 'Red Sugar Society'! We're here to intimidate everyone at the celebration and showcase our wicked charm! What's that white blob? Are we attending a funeral? And what's that black blob, with so many pink ribbons?! We're here to wreak havoc, not to act cute!"

The male and sub-female insects he reprimanded displayed different expressions.

Li Heng stood below the workbench, his head slightly tilted back, his clear, bright green eyes blinking innocently. He held an energy pen with a cartoon devil drawn on it in his hand: "But Tangtang, isn't black the most classic villain color? And I added some dark red energy flow patterns, like blood… And this pink bow is for contrast, it can confuse enemy insects and make them lower their guard!"

He explained it with such seriousness, as if he could really use pink to confuse the enemy insects.

"Pink can indeed confuse enemy insects, making it a fantastic choice," a classic pink model immediately chimed in, emphasizing repeatedly.

Su Tang remained silent for a while, frowning as she thought, seemingly taking her villainous mentor's words to heart, and was considering changing all her dresses to pink.

Just by looking at the male insect's expression, Freya knew that he must be thinking about something terrible.

The submissive woman crossed her arms, her copper-green eyes filled with helplessness and a hint of barely perceptible doting.

Instead of wearing his usual white lab coat, he was dressed in a very sexy denim vest, revealing a section of his waist and his elegant yet powerful abs, which were generously displayed in front of Su Tang.

The vest was held together by a thin belt at the back, and the emerald-green transparent wings were folded behind her, like a magnificent cape.

As a "good sub-female" who has been trained under oppression for decades, even if she doesn't like it, she still understands the etiquette of high society very well and has a remarkable understanding of art.

He pointed to another design draft, the one that Su Tang described as a "white blob"—it was actually a modified version of the ancient Zerg war priest's robe, with dark gold patterns and soft, lightweight arm armor and shoulder armor added to the sleeves, exuding majesty and power.

"You silly goose, don't you know that the celebration is a formal occasion? Too much... never mind. Anyway, don't think about anything too outrageous in your attire. Even if you're a male... it'll probably attract unnecessary attention and get you rejected by the student council."

Freya swallowed the words, "Even if you're a male, you'll still be ridiculed by those nobles," and tried to use the realities of "formal occasions" and "student council" to pull her little fool's runaway thoughts back a bit.

Actually, the student council took the initiative to invite them to the performance, so they naturally couldn't go against the male insect's wishes.

However, Freya simply couldn't imagine her male lord dressed as a pink, walking cake, performing on stage.

"Reject it? They dare!"

Su Tang nearly jumped off her worktable like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "I'm the president of the 'Red Sugar Society'! The rising star of evil forces! It's their honor to have me perform!"

He waved his little fist, his expression menacing. "What we want is to shock the entire audience! What we want is for them to never forget us! What we want is for them to tremble at the mere mention of the 'Red Sugar Society'!"

He snatched the energy pen from Li Heng's hand, jumped to another huge screen, and began to draw wildly on the blank electronic canvas:

"Watch this! The main body will use the deepest, light-absorbing 'Shadow Dust' material! It should look like a black hole under the lights! But!"

He shifted his focus, drawing countless shimmering, diamond-shaped black sequins. "I'm going to inlay these! Like crushed diamonds! When the lights shine, whoosh! It'll blind them! A symbol of our wicked brilliance!"

The crooked, irregular trapezoids on the canvas, which can barely be identified as the main body of the clothing, are now occupied by circles.

Su Tang then drew two upward-pointing triangles above the trapezoid, roughly at the shoulder of the garment:

"Here! We need to install two retractable bat wings with electric arcs! They can discharge electricity when necessary! And a cape!"

He drew a huge expanse of flowing fabric, "using a flowing, flame-like red light effect material! It has to be long and stylish! It has to make you look like you're walking on fire! Get it?!"

As Li Heng gazed at the increasingly abstract and "brilliant" design, his emerald eyes gleamed with excitement.

"Wow! Tangtang is amazing! Electricity! Liquid flames! This is so sparkly! Tangtang would look absolutely gorgeous in this! I think we could also add pink devil horns..."

The blond male insect not only understood the unclear design drawing, but was also completely convinced by his best friend, and immediately began to devise how to use new synthetic materials to achieve the "liquid flame" effect.

As Freya stared at the outrageous design drawing that combined elements of "black hole," "diamond," "pink devil horns," "bat wings," "electricity," and "flame," her vision went black, and she felt her aesthetic sense and rationality being subjected to an unprecedented shock.

He glanced at Lancelot, who was gazing at the sky as if there were some star map on the ceiling that he needed to study, and at Klein, whose icy blue eyes held amusement but who clearly didn't want to get involved...

Excellent! The only two senior members present don't care about their male masters at all! Do they really want to let the little male embarrass himself in front of the whole world?

Poor Freya still doesn't know that the whole world knows that her lord is a fool.

The submissive woman, touching her conscience, sighed and said with difficulty, "Honey, this... the material costs and manufacturing process..."

"Money is no problem!" Su Tang waved her hand generously, her spirit soaring. "As for the materials, find Adlord! He's got connections! Let him get them!"

"Also, Freya, you need to get your wings fixed too! They're not evil enough! Remember to paint them black! And put on little skull stickers!"

Freya never expected that the fire would actually reach him.

Please, only Su Tang and Li Heng, the two male insects, will be performing on stage. As a school doctor, he can only wait on site to prevent any accidents, and... be the support team for his male master in the audience.

The sub-female looked at her magnificent wings, her lips twitching slightly: "I'm not going to perform..."

"It's settled then!" Su Tang ignored Freya's stiff expression, very satisfied with her design, jumped off the worktable, and patted non-existent dust off her hands.

"The first step to wicked charm begins with a dazzling outfit that blinds the entire arena! Adlord, Adlord!"

The orange-haired female insect, who had been lazing around outside, poked her head in: "Baby, did you call me?"

"The material procurement is up to you!" The little male insect jumped over, grabbed Adlord by the collar, and gave him a loud "kiss" as the female insect bent down to comply with his wishes.

"Go and deal with those bastards in the student council. Tell them the show's going to be absolutely amazing, and make sure they get the best stage lighting ready! I'm going to show them what real evil art is!"

Just then, Isaac walked in carrying an exquisite insulated food container and leading a female insect that Su Tang recognized somewhat.

"President, the student council sent Chong to ask about the program's name and general schedule." Chong bowed respectfully to Su Tang and then asked.

"A name?" Su Tang stroked her chin, her amber eyes darting around, sparkling with confidence. "How about... 'The Brilliant Descent of the Shadow King'! Powerful enough! Mysterious enough! Evil enough!"

Isaac placed the food box on a clean metal table and opened it. Inside were several delicate pastries and a warm milkshake, clearly freshly made. "Brother Su Tang, it's during the celebration period, so there are a lot of insects and eyes around. Please be careful and don't go out unnecessarily... Let's put work aside for now and have some snacks to replenish our energy."

"I know, I know!" Su Tang waved her hand, her attention completely absorbed in her evil fantasy of spreading fear on stage a few days later.

He grabbed a pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, mumbling, "With you all protecting me, what am I afraid of! Be on your best! Let those outsiders see the might of the 'Red Sugar Society'!"

The house was filled with the president's adolescent arrogance and lofty ambitions, as well as the helpless yet indulgent responses of his underlings.

However, beneath the dazzling lights of this upcoming grand celebration, a cold and deadly web is being quietly woven for the male insects.