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

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Orion tapped his fingers lightly on the table in front of him, the rhythm slow and steady.

"If you can convince all the nobles to stand on my side, I guarantee that the president of the Xiongbao Association will still be your brother, and the Xiongbao Association will increase its responsibility for protecting humans."

The privileged male insects have fallen, and humans are now able to take their place, becoming the new frontier for male protection.

His voice was deep, with a seductive tone: "Invica, I know you're not stupid, so I won't talk to you about those empty words. You and I both know that the nobility will definitely be eliminated in the future, but your Fire Ant family will be an exception. No matter what happens to the nobility in the future, or whether the noble class will still exist, as long as Sevisma controls the Xiongbao Association, and you also control the parliament, your family will still be the center of the empire's political power."

"Think about it, the Human Security Council," he lowered his voice, "Human Alphas are far more useful than male insects. The Human Security Council will control the allocation, reproduction, and approval of all Alpha genes, and even... the selection of higher-level military elites."

"Marriage, politics, military affairs."

"Whoever controls the flow of Alpha genes controls the future of the empire."

"With Sevisma sitting in this position, it's equivalent to..."

"We have grasped the lifeblood of the empire's future."

"The Hsiung Pao Association will return to its former glory, and its status will be even more dazzling than before."

He spoke persuasively, but Speaker Invika remained silent.

Indeed, he wasn't stupid; he could see the enormous power and opportunity involved.

But precisely because he wasn't stupid, he knew:

Will Orion really give them such a great opportunity for power?

"I know you don't trust me, but I can sign a contract with you." Orion smiled at him, his blue-grey eyes gleaming in the shadows. "If I break the contract, you can publish it to the world and let everyone know that the new Zerg Queen is a treacherous piece of trash, or you can report me to the Interstellar Council."

Speaker Vika's gaze swept over the treaty; the terms were concise and direct, leaving virtually no room for trickery.

Article 1: The Council of Nobles shall publicly support Orion's succession to the throne.

Article 2: After ascending the throne, the aristocratic privilege system will be retained, and humanity will be incorporated into the new male privilege system.

Article 3: The Xiongbao Association has added human protection responsibilities, and Sevisma Serenhopnos will continue to serve as president.

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There are many more detailed clauses later, but the general idea is these three.

The firelight from the fireplace cast flickering shadows on the Speaker's face as he slowly raised his eyes to look at Orion.

"Your Highness, if I may be so bold, contracts are not a panacea, and the Interstellar Council cannot control the Zerg. Why should I believe that after you ascend the throne, you won't sweep us into the dustbin of history like you're cleaning out old furniture?"

Upon hearing this, Orion suddenly burst into laughter, with a chilling intimacy in his voice.

"Dear Invika, we grew up together."

He leaned slightly closer to the communication lens: "What kind of bug do you take me for? One of those naive, idealistic bugs like my little nephew?"

Speaker Invika's fingers, which were resting on the table, twitched almost imperceptibly.

Orion's voice was deep and casual as he said, "The brat wants an equal and clean empire, so he must eliminate the nobles, because you represent the old order."

"But I'm different. What I want is not cleanliness, but functionality."

Speaker Invika did not respond.

The pirate leader's lips curled into a smile that was both seductive and malicious.

“I’m not like my naive little nephew. I know how useful you are.” He said to himself, “I know better than anyone that some dirty work must be left to experts who know what they’re doing.”

His fingertips lightly touched the back of Speaker Invika's hand, the sensation like being brushed by a venomous snake.

"And you, my dear Invika, are the most inept expert at getting your hands dirty in the entire empire. How could I possibly kill you?"

Speaker Vika paused for a moment, then tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, producing a dull sound, thus bringing the topic to a close.

Then he asked his next question: "Are you absolutely certain you can control humanity?"

Orion's smile deepened.

"Is that even a question? Why should humans fight against us?" he said in a low voice. "Since the little brats can befriend them through diplomacy, then we can naturally call them spoils of war. It all depends on how we win."

Orion's projection displayed a 3D model of Earth: "Although my little nephew installed a planetary barrier for them, it's not a panacea. Seventy-two hours of Zerg soldiers landing and invading will teach these beauties to kneel and offer garlands."

Speaker Invika calmly pointed out, "But from what I understand, humans are a very fierce race. I feel they might be more inclined to commit mutual destruction?"

"Hey, look at what you're saying."

Orion smiled again.

His laughter carried a kind of unsettling pleasure, as if Speaker Invika had finally asked a stupid question he had been waiting for.

"My dear Invica, do you know how many of them there are? Leaving aside those we don't need, just the alphas alone, there are 24 billion of them!"

What does 24 billion mean?

It is almost three times more than the total number of female Zerg.

Something only becomes precious when it is scarce enough.

Why do people fight over something? Because no one can get enough of it.

When the number of humans is three times the number of female insects, each female insect can easily find one or more mates.

So, is this mate still valuable? How does the male insect control the female insect through this?

"I believe they will resist, and I believe most humans will rather die than submit." The pirate leader's tone was as light as if he were discussing the weather. "But so what? It doesn't matter. There are so many humans anyway. If most of them die, fewer will remain, which is just right."

Things that are scarce are often the most precious.

If gemstones were everywhere, would they still be valuable?

of course not.

The same applies to humans.

What if humanity dwindled to just one billion?

What if there's only 500 million left?

Orion chuckled softly.

Speaker Invika's gaze fell on his face.

"Let them rebel, let them struggle, let them die," Orion said with a smile. "The more they die, the more precious the survivors will be. Of course, we also need to control their numbers; not too few, a little more than the current number of males. I think the ideal ratio of humans to females is between ten to one and twenty to one. So, we should ultimately keep the number of human alphas between five hundred million and one billion. What do you think, Speaker Invika?"

"You are indeed a born ruler," said Speaker Invika.