A is in StarCraft, just disembarked from the Zerg Prince spaceship.

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Lan thought this red imported fire ant might fart, but it just said with a half-smile:

"Your Highness, your father, the Insect Emperor, will not agree to this."

"My male father, His Majesty the Insect Emperor?" The Crown Prince repeated, amused, genuinely finding it somewhat comical at this moment.

After all that mystery, I thought he was going to unleash some amazing move, but all he came up with was this completely harmless statement!

It's unbelievable that some insects would treat that unreliable old insect king as their lifeline.

The Crown Prince took the electromagnetic pen from Bambo, signed his name at the bottom of the referendum legal document, and scoffed, "Speaker Invica, I advise you not to have too high hopes. You overestimate him. Your Majesty the Insect King? When he sees the overwhelming majority in the referendum results, do you think he'll have the courage to stand against the entire citizenry?"

The old man, the Insect King, would only be scared and run away.

Where did he get the audacity to resist the people?

Speaker Invika, her expression grim, said, "So you're saying you're very confident about the referendum result?"

"Bambo, how did it go?" Lan turned to ask Bambo.

"27% of citizens have voted, and 76% support divorce," Bambo reported in a low voice, "but 97% of the higher males oppose it."

Those superior male insects, who are mostly the lords of noble families, would probably also demand that nobles and their subordinates act against them.

Speaker Invika suddenly laughed.

He said to the Crown Prince, "Your Highness, why don't you take another look now?"

The red color, which initially indicated opposition, suddenly surged rapidly, quickly overtaking the blue color.

In the Liernia Empire, nobles were not just figureheads.

That's the mess of an empire divided by race. Every race has a family, and every family has a head of household.

These family heads are basically the female rulers of noble male insects, or rather, those noble male insects who expressed opposition are the male rulers of these families.

Come to think of it, how could those noble male insects possibly marry ordinary female insects as queens? It must be the most illustrious patriarchs of each race who are most likely to obtain the position of queen.

Apart from the races directly under the Crown Prince's army, the businesses, private armies, and clansmen of all other races must obey the heads of their respective clans.

And the heads of various families will most likely listen to their powerful lords.

This is a marriage that has already been established and cannot be changed.

Lan stared at the screen.

Did he feel disappointed?

It's not that bad, I just feel a little uncomfortable.

Do those heads of households really not want to support divorce?

How could that be?

They can't do it.

Because their marriage was already a fait accompli.

Repeating this phrase isn't because I'm a chatterbox, but because I'm genuinely helpless.

There is no way to do it.

Some insects are willing to fight to the death, while others dare not.

The female insects of the Liernia Empire have truly suffered a great deal.

Even with further reforms, some things are already established facts, deeply ingrained, and can no longer be changed.

No matter how powerful the reforms are, they cannot change what has already happened.

Those patriarchs may not have wanted to support the marriage, but the prohibition ingrained in their genes made it impossible for them to disobey their lords.

Noble males control ordinary females by controlling the heads of various clans.

The Male Protection Association and the Parliament, under the guise of protecting male insects, gained the support of the male insects and then obtained various powers of the empire by manipulating these noble male insect puppets.

The Male Protection Association, the Parliament, and the Male Insects—none of these three groups are good.

The StarNet Center suddenly requested communication.

The Crown Prince pushed down the council chairman's screen and waved to open another screen: "What is it?"

The StarNet Center is filled with blue data streams.

Technicians swarmed around the central holographic platform like worker bees, on which floated the Imperial Star Map, with billions of points of light representing citizens connected to the Star Network.

A red area lit up on the star map, and the Star Network leader reported: "Your Highness, several star regions controlled by several families have refused to open data channels."

"Force open their network access." The Crown Prince looked at the conspicuous red area on the star map. "Execute it."

These families, on the one hand, cut off their own data channels to prevent ordinary female insect citizens from voting, and on the other hand, mobilized their own clansmen to vote against the votes, so that the number of opposing votes would overwhelm the number of supporting votes.

It's one thing to sabotage things behind the scenes, but now he's personally overseeing the referendum vote, and he dares to be so blatant in public—he's incredibly audacious.

It seems he's always been too good-natured, and these insects don't even take him seriously.

"Execute it," the Crown Prince said coldly. "Using power for personal gain, restricting citizens' basic rights through regional control, find out the whereabouts of these family heads, and take them all down."

It's not their fault that they are controlled by male insects, but it is their fault that they are controlled by male insects as the heads of their race.

Even her own duties are no match for the male insect's control.

If you can't be a good head of the household, then let's replace you with a different insect.

They've been giving them the authority of the head of the family for so long that they've really forgotten who the rightful master of power is.

The command transmitted through the command center like an electric current. On the holographic platform, the red areas went out one by one.

The blue "yes" votes once again overwhelmed the red "no" votes.

However, the red dissenting votes were not suppressed much, and the situation remained deadlocked.

Despite comprising less than one percent of the total Zerg population, the male Zerg group still wields considerable influence within the Imperium.

If some male insect celebrities come out at this time and say that their heart aches, countless female insects will defect and betray their own sex group.

The Crown Prince turned around and brought up the council president's screen: "Council President Invica, is there anything else? If not, I'm hanging up."

At this moment, Speaker Invika smiled, seemingly having calmed down: "Don't worry, Your Highness. Let's wait and see the vote results."

Lan was about to hang up on him when things took another turn.

Bambo handed over a data panel: "General Kelley has awakened. He requests to present his case via video as the plaintiff."

In the isolation ward of the military hospital, General Kelly leaned against the headboard, his bandaged hand resting on the blanket, awaiting to speak. The stump of one of his wings had been removed, leaving only a solitary wing drooping beside the bed.

"Place it in the first column of the referendum platform," the Crown Prince instructed, then turned to Bambo, "Of course, Corwin's right to defense is also guaranteed. Plaintiff and defendant will face each other in court."

Bambo contacted the side holding Korwin detained and reported, "Your Highness, the male insect Korwin... refuses to provide a defense. He only says he will appeal to the Male Protection Council."

"Do you think I can let him have his way? He's just a suspect." The Crown Prince snorted.

"Force it on. Both the plaintiff and the defendant must start live video statements simultaneously. He can remain silent, but I must make sure his face appears on the screen."

"Yes!" Bampo quickly made the contact.

The StarNet suddenly fell silent.

Everyone was staring at the main screen.

The StarNet homepage has been changed to two live streaming screens.

The protagonists of the divorce case, the female and male insects, each appeared on the screen in half.

The female insect was wrapped in bandages, wearing a hospital gown, and lying on the hospital bed with one wing and a stump; while the male insect was being forced to sit in a chair, looking furious and gritting his teeth.

The referendum countdown ticked on the burning screen: 46:59:58.

"Upload the data," the Crown Prince said.

General Kelley's injury report bloomed like blood flowers on the StarNet.

X-ray images, subcutaneous hemorrhage scans, various physical examinations, pictures of the burned wings...

Finally, a holographic image of him from his wedding a year ago appeared: handsome and dashing, in a crisp military uniform, with a gleam in his eyes.

General Kelly's species is a dragonfly, belonging to the genus *Dragonfly*, specifically the *Dragonfly*. Its black wings have beautiful iridescent yellow, blue, and purple hues.

It was precisely these beautiful and handsome wings that made him stand out from thousands of competitors and win the heart of the male insect.