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

The female prisoner's tower, 912, is in the punishment room.

The tall female insect was suspended on a cold rack, her bright red hair soaked with sweat, strands clinging to her forehead and cheeks.

His upper body was bare, his well-defined muscles trembling slightly from constant tension, his bronze back pressed firmly against the neatly arranged sharp blades behind him.

This is a trick that the female insects often use, and one that female insects fear the most—forcing winged female insects to reveal their most powerful yet most vulnerable wings in extreme pain and fear.

If the body's strength is insufficient to withstand these sharp blades that are about to cut into the skin, the female insect will instinctively unfold her hard, sharp wings, which are meant for fighting and flying, to defend herself.

Once the wings are spread, that's when you truly fall into the trap. Specially designed steel cables will instantly spring out, precisely locking the wing roots.

That is the most sensitive and weakest area on the Zerg's body. Once bound, even the strongest female Zerg is powerless to escape the subsequent torment.

Ultimately, these wings, and indeed many others, that symbolize power and glory, will be mercilessly torn apart and snapped.

For the Zerg, regenerating ordinary severed limbs is not difficult, but regenerating wings requires a long time and a huge amount of energy.

Females of slightly lower rank may never grow new wings in their lifetime, which is tantamount to completely cutting off all their prospects and future.

For female insects, the physical pain may be bearable, but the endless mental torment is even more terrifying.

Surrounded by absolute darkness, with the blade poised to strike at any moment, and the broken-winged steel cable ready to utterly destroy him...

All this unknown fear is enough to drive any mentally sound female insect to madness. How much more so for a female soldier who has long lacked the comfort of male pheromones and whose mental state is already on the verge of collapse?

This was supposed to be the most severe punishment for heinous criminals, the "wing-breaking punishment," the cruelest and most humiliating of all.

Even if it were a real crime of desertion, it would not be enough to warrant such a punishment, especially since Rohart was merely leading a group of greenhorns back to base ahead of schedule while clearing the battlefield.

Clearly, some force is manipulating things in the shadows, deliberately pushing him into a desperate situation.

Rohart closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, and every muscle resisted the cold threat from behind and the impending excruciating pain.

Without needing to think too much, he knew who was behind this—it couldn't be anyone other than his "brother" Rocco.

Rohart is from the dragonfly tribe, one of the thousands of red dragonfly females who are mass-produced through artificial insemination. His complex origins are deeply rooted in the ancient and cruel survival habits of the dragonfly tribe.

Even today, although the Zerg have evolved to resemble humans, their primal insectoid instincts remain deeply embedded in the genes of every female Zerg, and are difficult to eradicate.

Compared to sub-females, females that are fully metamorphosed are more strongly influenced by this instinct.

As they age, their mental state gradually becomes more irritable, and they must rely on male pheromones to maintain calm.

This is why the Zerg are inherently warlike, and most of their savage females choose to join the military to fight against powerful interstellar beasts, thus releasing the savage factors surging in their blood.

However, the battle itself exacerbates the damage to their mental state, making them more sensitive and irritable, creating a vicious cycle of despair.

Countless female soldiers simply cannot survive until retirement; they die from a complete mental upheaval.

Due to the increasing scarcity of male insects and their extreme fear of these monstrous females, very few female insects are fortunate enough to attract the attention of males, let alone form a family and reproduce.

Rohart's adoptive female father was a dragonfly clan female who was eventually consumed by a mental riot.

After despairing that he had no hope of wooing a male insect, he opted for artificial insemination and raised Rohart and his female brother.

Logically, brothers who have gone through life and death struggles together should have a deep bond, but Rohart's younger brother Rocco always wanted to get rid of him.

This distorted hatred is closely related to the cold educational methods of the Dragonfly Clan.

Dragonfly species have different habits from other insect species. When females give birth, they lay their eggs in the water in their original form, a phenomenon known as "dragonfly skimming the water".

This causes all the female dragonflies that are about to lay eggs to find a lake and lay a huge number of eggs.

Unless the offspring is a very precious male insect, each time it can lay dozens to hundreds of eggs, which naturally include a large number of underdeveloped ones.

Dragonfly species strictly follow the law of survival of the fittest in nature, placing all eggs in the same body of water. Only the offspring that can hatch and survive their first molt are taken back to be raised.

Even raising children is always accompanied by endless competition.

This tradition has deeply ingrained the word "competition" into the genes of every dragonfly. From the time they are still eggs, they are already fighting each other for survival.

Therefore, dragonfly offspring are not "raised by a female father," but rather "find a female father after growing up" through fierce competition.

Even Rohart himself had no idea who his biological father was.

After realizing that his mental sea was about to collapse, Rohart's adoptive father accepted insect-assisted insemination.

He initially held a sliver of hope: if he were lucky enough to conceive a male larva, the male ego hormones produced during pregnancy might soothe his restless mind.

However, it is almost impossible for male insects to be fertilized by artificial insemination.

Rohart's adoptive father failed to receive the favor of the insect god, and like countless other female insects, he became pregnant with a bunch of dragonfly female eggs.

Pregnant females become exceptionally fierce and warlike. During the darkest period in Zerg history, there was even a suicide squad composed entirely of pregnant females that destroyed an entire galaxy with their self-destructive, frenzied fighting.

Even after Rohart's foster mother became pregnant, he grew increasingly bloodthirsty and unable to suppress his surging fighting spirit, returning to the battlefield during her pregnancy.

When the breeding season arrived, he, like the female insects on the same battlefield, chose to lay his eggs in a nearby lake.

At that time, besides interstellar beasts, there were also other bloodthirsty female soldiers around that lake.

The madness on the battlefield blurred the lines between friend and foe; killing no longer needed a reason.

That's how the Zerg are; when they go mad, they'll even kill themselves. When Rohart's foster mother finally regained a sliver of clarity, the lake was already stained crimson with blood.

Instead of returning to his unit, he stayed by the lake, waiting for new life.

During the hatching period of the insect larvae, the foster mother, whose mental state was on the verge of collapse, showed no affection for her offspring. Since reproduction was already driven by a purpose, where did the paternal love come from?

He coldly watched as the newborn insect offspring fought for survival and devoured the flesh and blood of their companions. In the end, he took only a few female insect offspring who had survived their first molt back to the insectoid society.

After that, he strictly followed the Dragonfly Clan tradition, training these young to compete and kill each other, and even frantically using his authority to bring them into the military before they reached the insect stage, throwing them into the brutal war.

After a series of battles, only Rohart and Rocco survived.

Clearly, the foster father did not intend for the competition to end there; he needed them to continue fighting until a final winner was chosen to inherit the family business.

However, before any results could be obtained, the foster father died due to the complete depletion of his spiritual energy.

To be honest, Rohart breathed a sigh of relief at that moment.

He had no intention of inheriting the family business, nor did he want to continue the endless battle with his younger brother.

Rohart is a man of deep feelings and has abhorred fratricide since childhood. However, the survival instinct of female insects forces him to grow up by devouring the flesh and blood of his own kind, and his foster mother further compels him to fight with his brothers as he grows up.

Rohart never intentionally killed his brothers, but they all died in the fighting, leaving only Rocco alive.

After his adoptive father died, he thought he could finally escape this fateful battle.

But Rocco refused to give up and pressed on relentlessly.

It turns out that a long time ago, during a bloodline test, the foster father discovered that Rohart was not his species. He was not an ordinary red dragonfly, but an extremely rare, powerful, and ferocious variant—the scarlet dragonfly.

Compared to the scarlet dragonfly, the common red dragonfly is worlds apart in terms of both potential and ferocity.

The Crimson Dragonfly is an ancient and powerful race. After three evolutions, its insect form is almost like the mythical Western dragon, covered in indestructible blood-red gemstone scales and possessing six pairs of steel wings.

The female insect did not make a fuss about this, as dragonflies are known to raise larvae that are not their own.

Upon discovering Rohart's abnormality, the foster father conceived an even more insane idea: he wanted to train Rohart into a more ruthless and powerful war machine to bring glory to the family.

Rocco had other brothers, but they were merely whetstones used to hone Rohart's skills.

Rohart was completely unaware of this; being young, he naively believed that if he had completed his task of raising a foster father, his other brothers would be better off.

Under the grueling training of his adoptive mother, Rohart successfully survived his second evolution and is now striving for his third.

Throughout this period, Rohart consistently attempted to reconcile with Rocco, showing considerable restraint. Otherwise, given his true strength, he would have easily accepted a mere lieutenant's rank.

Rocco was not appreciative.

He viewed all of Rohart's forbearance as "competing for favor," including the abuse and attacks from his foster father that Rohart shielded him from.

Even though the adoptive female father is dead, Rocco still refuses to let Rohart go, stubbornly continuing the damned law of natural selection of the dragonfly tribe, determined to completely eliminate this "rival".

To stay away from the core of power, Rohart volunteered to be "exiled" to the logistics patrol team. However, things didn't go as planned, and he met Su Tang.

The situation was critical, and he had no time to make any arrangements. He had just sent the precious gentleman to the hospital when Rocco seized on his weakness and threw him into the Tower of Sin on trumped-up charges.

According to Catch-12 of the Zerg Logistics Corps, female Zerg soldiers are obligated to rescue every Zerg citizen in mortal danger. Even if the person in need of rescue is not a distinguished male Zerg, he will still return to provide assistance without hesitation.

Rohart's lips twitched with difficulty, trying to force a mocking smile, but it instantly aggravated all the wounds on his body, and a sharp pain pierced his mind, causing a violent shock.

This time... I'm afraid I'm really going to fail here.

Just then, the door of the electronic cage suddenly slid open, and the faint light from outside stung his eyes, which had been adjusted to the darkness.

A cold voice rang out: "Number 912341, there's a bug here, take you out."