The military female’s psychic outbreak was no small matter. As Lu Yuan rushed up the stairs, he found the corridor surrounded by fully armed military personnel. Seven or eight doctors in white coats hurriedly made their way towards the sealed room, creating an atmosphere thick with tension and unease.
The clattering of medical boxes, the roaring of phone calls, the urgent footsteps, and various noisy sounds blended together, transforming the usually quiet corridor into a chaotic beehive.
“Where is Dr. Hammett?! Why haven’t I seen him yet! Quickly, go to the cold storage and bring six doses of D-314 serum!”
“No! Those three females are nearly uncontrollable; we can’t administer tranquilizers! Hurry, open the containment room and lock them inside!”
“Are you crazy?! There’s a royal zerg in there! Quickly report to General Saphir!”
Upon hearing the doctor mentioning a royal zerg inside, Lu Yuan’s heart tightened. He immediately grabbed a medical assistant who looked dazed from a collision in the corridor and asked, “What’s going on inside?! Who is injured?!”
The medical assistant, busy and stressed, was unexpectedly grabbed. Just as he was about to impatiently shake himself free, he looked up and saw the well-known black-haired male zerg from the academy. The reprimand on the tip of his tongue choked back, and he stammered in response, “Yo-Your Excellency, it’s the Seventh Squad. They were ambushed during a mission, and three females inside experienced psychic outbreaks. It’s very dangerous here now; you should leave quickly.”
Lu Yuan’s expression changed upon hearing this. “Who are those three females? Is there one named Yusto among them?!”
The medical assistant thought for a moment and replied hesitantly, “Yusto? The Disciplinary Committee Chairman? It seems they did bring in a silver-haired female just now…”
Before the words could settle, Lu Yuan, ignoring the military females trying to stop him, immediately ran towards the direction of the containment room.
In a state of psychic outbreak, military females were likely to undergo zerg metamorphosis, their combat power increasing several times over. Although called a containment room, it resembled a clean and tidy prison more than anything else. The walls were made of bulletproof materials, leaving only a semi-transparent window for observation.
By the time Lu Yuan reached the entrance of the containment room, he heard a fierce argument inside. Upon entering, he saw Yulejia in a heated dispute with an elderly female zerg doctor, their voices nearly toppling the room.
Yulejia had just rushed back from the battlefield, still covered in bloody mud. He grabbed Dr. Hammett by the collar and angrily berated him, “Zerg shit! I told you not to bring a male zerg to comfort His Highness. Can’t you understand what I’m saying?! Use medication to calm him down immediately!”
Dr. Hammett erupted in a similar fury, “Are you kidding me?! Once an S-class royal zerg goes into a berserk state, the containment room is useless! The safest way right now is to find a male zerg to comfort His Highness. Otherwise, I won’t be able to explain to the Zerg Emperor if something goes wrong!”
“Damn it!”
Upon hearing this, Yulejia kicked over a nearby chair and drew his energy gun from his waist, aiming it directly at Dr. Hammett’s head. He sternly declared, “I don’t care how you explain it to the Zerg Emperor. All I know is that His Highness would rather die than let those male zergs touch him! If you dare to do such a thing, I’ll kill you right now!”
Behind them was a containment room, and through the observation window, they could clearly see a silver-haired female zerg restrained on the bed with electronic shackles. His arm veins bulged, his expression was in agony, and his wrists were rubbed raw from struggling, revealing Yusto.
His appearance was starkly different from daytime. His pupils had contracted into vertical lines, revealing a beast-like, icy, and ruthless gaze. The dangerously crimson eyes indicated that he had entered a semi-zerg metamorphosis state. The shackles on the wall, holding Yusto, were being pulled so forcefully that they were on the verge of deformation, soon to break free.
Yulejia’s expression changed slightly, “Not good! His Highness has already entered the zerg metamorphosis state. Quickly, inject him with a tranquilizer. Where’s the medical kit?!”
As he urgently spoke, he turned around, only to be caught off guard by the sight of a familiar figure at the door. He paused abruptly, his expression filled with astonishment as he exclaimed, “Your Excellency? What are you doing here?!”
This wasn’t the place Lu Yuan should be, and it wasn’t even an area where male zergs could tread. Even the doctors hesitated to enter and administer a tranquilizer to Yusto, emphasizing the perilous situation.
However, Lu Yuan paid no attention to these concerns. He quickly walked to the observation window, furrowing his brow as he inquired, “How is Yusto?”
Yulejia hesitated for a moment before responding, “…As you can see, it’s not good. We’re preparing to inject him with a tranquilizer, hoping to alleviate the situation.”
Dr. Hammett, however, warned from the side, “Yulejia, you better not act recklessly. I’ve already reported to the royal family. They will soon bring male zergs to comfort His Highness. Before that, no one is allowed to act without careful consideration!”
After his words, he searched the medical kit for several tranquilizers, gritting his teeth. He directly entered the containment room with four or five assistants, preparing to administer the tranquilizer to Yusto to ensure he could endure until the promised help arrived.
Yulejia, noticing Lu Yuan’s gaze, instinctively looked at him, as if wanting to say something but hesitated and ultimately kept silent.
For an ordinary female zerg, comforting him would be as simple as finding a male zerg to mark him. However, Yusto was a descendant of a royal zerg, and to completely comfort him, the purity of the male zerg’s blood must be above 45%. Yet, the purity of Lu Yuan’s blood was still an unknown factor.
Although General Saphir vouched for Lu Yuan, there were persistent rumors outside that claimed Lu Yuan was just a commoner from a third-rate star, and his blood purity wouldn’t exceed 37% at most. Why else hadn’t he revealed his blood purity data to the public?
Moreover, once a female zerg accepted the marking of a male zerg, it meant he had to bond with him as a partner. Yusto, being the crown prince, held significant importance, and his future partner had to be of noble birth, approved by the Zerg Emperor. In such a critical moment, nobody dared to casually find a male zerg to comfort him.
Even though Yulejia understood deep down that Yusto, if in a sober state, would not reject the male zerg…
Yulejia hesitated for a moment before advising, “Your Excellency, why don’t you go back for now? It’s very dangerous here.”
Lu Yuan, having diligently studied Zerg knowledge during this time, had a general understanding that Yusto was experiencing a psychic outbreak. At this moment, besides the pheromones of a male zerg, there was nothing else that could help him. However, being a human, he didn’t possess such pheromones.
Unconsciously, Lu Yuan raised his hand to touch the back of his neck, frowned slightly, and once again became aware of his differences. “It’s okay, I’ll stay here.”
On the other side, Dr. Hammett had already started injecting Yusto with a sedative. He ordered four strong assistants to firmly restrain Yusto’s limbs and then attempted to inject the needle into Yusto’s arm. Unexpectedly, Yusto was on high alert, his muscles tense all over, and the needle almost snapped without successfully injecting the sedative.
Dr. Hammett was sweating profusely, trying to comfort Yusto to make him relax. “Your Highness, we’ll soon bring a male zerg to comfort you. Please don’t be nervous; we—”
“Get lost—!”
Before his words could fully settle, Yusto, summoning strength from who knows where, suddenly broke free from the grasp of the assistants. He kicked the medical kit away with great force, and the medications scattered in all directions.
Yusto was covered in fresh blood, making it difficult to distinguish between injuries sustained in combat and the wrists rubbed raw by the shackles. He was like a trapped beast, firmly locked in chains, breathing heavily. He glared fiercely at Dr. Hammett and the others, each word uttered through gritted teeth, “Get out—all of you!”
Dr. Hammett and his team were visibly terrified, huddled in a corner, unsure of how to respond.
Yusto’s eyes were bloodshot, struggling to withstand the sharp and repeated stabs of pain in his brain. He felt an overwhelming sense of discomfort, even embarrassment and humiliation in his current state. His voice trembled, almost pleading, as he uttered a sentence, “Get out, I don’t need any male zergs…”
He didn’t need any male zergs…
He didn’t want his life to continue in that humiliating manner.
The military females of Salaranfa were not afraid to embrace death.
Their lives required no pity.
Their glory should not be desecrated.
If the Zerg God granted death,
that would be their inevitable path.
Yusto might die on the battlefield in the future, or perhaps his bones would be laid to rest deep in the jungle, just like his noble father who guarded the homeland until his last breath. To die while protecting the land would be the best ending for him.
Rather than the current situation, where he had to accept the pheromones of a strange male zerg just to survive.
He couldn’t accept any other male zerg…
Except the one he liked…
Except the one he liked…
Yusto’s consciousness had started to blur, his rationality like foam floating on the sea, one after another breaking and shattering, leaving only the instincts of slaughter and attack. He struggled to breathe, and his face gradually revealed some kind of ancient golden totem. His dark red eyes stared dangerously at Dr. Hammett and the others. His nails suddenly swelled several inches, the tips gleaming with a cold glint, and he directly sliced through the shackles fastened to his wrists.
“Crack—!”
With a crisp sound, the chains that bound Yusto instantly broke. The assistants responsible for protecting Dr. Hammett were alarmed and immediately opened the containment door, pulling him out. “Professor, it’s bad! Get out quickly! His Highness has lost his sanity!”
Dr. Hammett was anxious, “Damn it! I haven’t injected him with the tranquilizer yet!”
Now, staying put meant death. If he ran out and something happened to Yusto, he’d still face death when the Zerg Emperor questioned him. Dr. Hammett had never regretted learning medicine as much as he did in this moment!
The assistant, however, didn’t care about these thoughts. He swiftly dragged Dr. Hammett out. As he was about to close the door, a black figure suddenly rushed in like lightning. In the next moment, the door slammed shut, and the containment room was sealed.
It was Lu Yuan!
Lu Yuan, summoning courage from an unknown source, rushed into the containment room. He quickly searched through the scattered medical supplies, looking for intact tranquilizer syringes. After confirming that the needles and barrels were undamaged, he walked straight toward the now irrational Yustu.
Yulejia stood outside the observation window, witnessing the situation with a changed expression. He pounded on the window, shouting, “Your Excellency! Get out quickly! It’s very dangerous inside!”
After speaking, he suddenly remembered that the room was soundproof, and Lu Yuan couldn’t hear him. Yulejia hurriedly rushed over to open the door, only to find that Lu Yuan had already locked it from the inside, rendering it impossible to open.
“Damn it!”
Yulejia forcefully kicked the door, feeling like he was going mad. If the out-of-control royal zerg accidentally harmed Lu Yuan, it wouldn’t be a matter of just losing limbs—it could result in death!
Ignoring Dr. Hammett, who was already frightened out of his wits, Yulejia immediately rushed out, intending to call the military to break the door. However, as soon as he reached the corridor, he saw that dozens of aircraft had landed on the playground below. Despite the vast darkness of the night, the emblem on the side of the aircraft was unmistakable—the crossed scepter and sword, with a sun totem above, the unmistakable crest of the Gohedra family!
Yulejia’s heart sank as he realized the situation: Oh no, how did even the royal family get involved?!
Lu Yuan wasn’t someone who sought death willingly, but since he arrived in this world, everything he did contradicted his true self. For instance, now, while his rational mind told him to wait outside, his body had already rushed in ahead of his thoughts. He spontaneously locked the door behind him, leaving himself with no way out.
After finding the syringe, he walked slowly towards the irrational Yusto. Worried that Yusto might suddenly attack and break the needle, he kept his right hand hidden behind his back while preparing to dodge if necessary.
Yusto had completely lost his sanity. He stared coldly at the “prey” before him, who willingly walked into the trap. He had long noticed the concealed weapon behind the approaching figure. He gently licked the tips of his teeth, his claws slowly rubbing against the last remaining piece of shackle on his wrist. The sound was grating, and he was only waiting for the figure to come a bit closer so he could pounce and sever their throat.
However, fearing to startle Yusto, Lu Yuan stopped three meters away from him. He then bent his tall figure and softly called out his name, “Yusto?”
Familiar voice, familiar scent.
Upon hearing the words, Yusto tilted his head slightly. A hint of confusion flashed through his dark red eyes, not understanding why he found this voice familiar.
Lu Yuan bent over, half-kneeling on the ground, as if coaxing a child. He beckoned to Yusto with his fingertips, “Yusto, come over…”
His voice was deep, intentionally slowed down, and in the darkness, it carried a gentle illusion that was irresistible.
Upon hearing the words, Yusto subconsciously took a step forward. Immediately after, as if realizing something, he swiftly retreated, finding refuge in the corner of the room. He glared fiercely at Lu Yuan, emitting a beast-like roar from his throat, as if issuing a warning.
Seeing this, Lu Yuan took a silent step forward, “Yusto, come over…”
He spoke with eyes wide open and lied, “Come here, I’ll give you some candy.”
As Lu Yuan approached, Yusto caught a faint and familiar scent. Though extremely subtle, this scent somehow alleviated the piercing pain in his brain.
Perhaps to better sense this scent, Yusto tentatively moved closer to Lu Yuan. Then, without warning, he pounced on Lu Yuan, like a puppy sniffing around. His silver hair felt soft and fuzzy as he explored the scent on Lu Yuan’s body.
Lu Yuan’s pupils contracted slightly, not expecting Yusto to suddenly pounce on him. In a moment of urgency, he protected the syringe in his hand and tried to restrain Yusto’s movements. With a furrowed brow, he warned in a deep voice, “Yusto—”
Lu Yuan: “…”
Yusto didn’t pay any attention to Lu Yuan. Instead, he straddled him directly, his chilly nose brushing against Lu Yuan’s neck in the darkness. He was attempting to draw that familiar scent from him. His lips and tongue were soft and moist, and perhaps due to excessive fondness, he even tentatively licked a bit.
“!!!”
Damn it!
In an instant, Lu Yuan shivered, glaring at Yusto. However, he was caught off guard when he met a pair of moist and innocent red eyes in the darkness. The eyes carried an undisguised affection. The reprimand on his lips suddenly choked, and no matter what, he couldn’t spit it out.
“……”
Yusto seemed completely unaware of how inappropriate this posture was, like a weary cat finally finding a comfortable place to sleep. He nestled in Lu Yuan’s neck, rubbing back and forth, emitting a sound akin to some small animal’s purring. Silver strands of hair brushed against the skin, stirring a tingling sensation. His eyes were red, so was his nose, and his tongue unconsciously licked his lips, as if savoring a certain feeling.
A royal zerg in a state of agitation with a danger level off the charts, and it seemed that was all there was to it…?
Lu Yuan lowered his gaze, observing the white furball rubbing against him. He then glanced at the syringe in his hand, feeling a bit skeptical about life. In the end, for the sake of safety, he held Yusto with one arm, hesitated for a moment, aimed at the back of his neck, and gently injected the solution.
Lu Yuan even spoke soothingly, “Be good, it won’t hurt in a moment.”
Author’s note:
#Don’t blame Brother for being heartless, Brother has no heart#
Lu Yuan: Yusto, come here.
Yusto (ferocious): Grr! Grr!
Lu Yuan: Come here, I’ll give you candy.
Yusto: (〃’▽’〃)Really?!
Lu Yuan (takes out a syringe from behind): Fake.
Yusto: QAQ Liar!
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