The saying goes, “Misfortune lasts a thousand years.” Long before, Lu Yuan always thought of himself as robust, believing that he could live for at least a hundred years on Earth. Unexpectedly, after crossing into the Zerg Race, he directly turned into a short-lived ghost.
Even the most carefree ruffians, upon hearing this news, couldn’t help but feel a hint of disappointment. This meant that his chances of returning to Earth were now almost zero.
Lu Yuan didn’t even have dinner; he went straight back to his dormitory after leaving the library. After taking a shower, he lay on his bed, covered his head with a blanket to sleep, feeling a throbbing pain in his temples. His body temperature unconsciously rose, reaching an alarming level.
It resembled a fever but was still quite different.
With no medicine in the dormitory, Lu Yuan could only muster his strength, got up, and poured himself a glass of cold water before lying back down. He vaguely felt that something was off with the leg that had been bitten by the snake initially. The area around the wound seemed densely packed, like being pricked by needles. However, due to the confusion in his mind, the perception of pain decreased, and he didn’t pay much attention to it.
Outside the window, the night was quiet, and faint lights from the opposite buildings could still be seen. But soon, one by one, the lights went out, leaving only a blurry silhouette of the tall buildings.
Lu Yuan inexplicably remembered his dwelling on Earth. When he used to sleep at night, there seemed to be a window in his bedroom, although he had forgotten what the view outside was like because he never paid attention.
In a daze, various random thoughts floated through Lu Yuan’s mind, but he couldn’t remember anything. He lay on the bed in a stupor, his body temperature rising, his throat parched, and even opening his eyes became a struggle. Naturally, he missed the flashing messages on the terminal.
Bardell is a military academy, where nightly bed checks are routine to ensure students aren’t staying out overnight. As the disciplinary committee president, Yusto, in fact, didn’t need to personally handle such matters, especially since he had just stabilized the psychic unrest and was still in a weakened state. However, after sending several messages to Lu Yuan without receiving a reply, he couldn’t help but feel that something was amiss. Breaking tradition, he stepped into the male zerg’s dormitory, a place he had never visited before.
“You guys go upstairs. I’ll handle the second floor.”
Ignoring Yulejia’s meaningful glances, Yusto calmly issued instructions and headed straight to the second floor. Although he wanted to know what had happened to Lu Yuan, he didn’t want to appear too abrupt. Following the protocol, he started bed checks from the first room in the corridor, eventually reaching the door of Lu Yuan’s dorm room.
“Knock, knock, knock—”
Yusto remained silent, simply lightly tapping on the door. He noticed a warm yellow light seeping through the crack under the door, leading him to speculate that Lu Yuan was likely still in the dorm. After all, with the disciplinary committee guarding the main entrance, sneaking out of the academy wasn’t an easy feat.
At that moment, Lu Yuan was trapped in a murky dream, finding it difficult to break free. He felt countless hands behind him forcefully pushing him into a fiery pit. Suddenly, he heard the sound from outside the room, and it instantly jolted him awake, restoring a shred of consciousness.
“Knock, knock, knock—”
The knocking outside the door continued.
Lu Yuan, belatedly regaining awareness, wiped the cold sweat off his face, and then struggled to lift the blanket, getting out of bed to open the door. He initially thought it was a disciplinary committee member coming for the bed check, but he was taken aback to find Yusto himself standing there. Opening the door, he couldn’t help but pause for a moment, “Yusto, why are you here?”
Yusto didn’t want to reveal the true reason for his visit. He pointed to the golden badge on his arm, saying, “As you can see, routine bed check…”
After speaking, Yusto suddenly noticed that Lu Yuan’s face was unusually flushed, and he instinctively furrowed his brows, “What’s wrong with you?”
Lu Yuan’s lips were pale and cracked, his skin showing an abnormal flush. He looked in terrible condition, and anyone would think he was sick.
Lu Yuan didn’t have the strength to stand at the door and talk to Yusto. Upon hearing his question, he shook his head to clear his mind, then turned back into the room. Closing his eyes, he weakly said, “Oh, maybe I didn’t get enough sleep, feeling a bit of a headache…”
In reality, it wasn’t just a headache; his legs were also in considerable pain. However, Lu Yuan, being a tough guy, stubbornly believed that sleeping under the blanket could cure all ailments.
Seeing the situation, Yusto closed the door behind him and walked straight into the room. He knelt beside the bed, leaning over to feel Lu Yuan’s forehead. To his surprise, he found the temperature alarmingly high, and his expression changed slightly, “You’re sick. Let me take you to the hospital.”
Lu Yuan, who had just felt feverish moments ago, now began to shiver. He struggled to wrap himself tighter in the blanket, thinking, “It’s nothing. I’ll be fine after a good sleep.”
Lu Yuan still resisted going to the hospital, fearing that a checkup might reveal the differences between his body and that of the Zerg Race. He preferred to avoid such a situation.
Yusto furrowed his brows, puzzled as to why Lu Yuan, looking so unwell, refused to go to the hospital. “But you’re seriously ill. If you don’t go to the hospital soon, it could worsen.”
Lu Yuan, lying on the bed with closed eyes, slowly opened them and glanced at Yusto. His eyes, bloodshot and tired, hinted at a hint of humor. Even at this moment, he managed to make a joke, leaving it unclear whether he was speaking the truth or jesting, “Forget it, I’m not going to live long anyway.”
Yes, not going to live long.
Although it shouldn’t be the case, Lu Yuan now inexplicably had a sense of self-abandonment. He even felt that this illness wasn’t just physical; it was a result of the idea that had always supported him to return home suddenly breaking apart. Illnesses that hadn’t occurred in the past twenty years all surged up today, and no one could withstand such a barrage.
Yusto didn’t like hearing such words, “Please don’t say things like that, Your Excellency.”
Having spoken, Yusto once again touched Lu Yuan’s forehead and found that, unlike the previous burning heat, it was now as cold as ice. He immediately lifted the blanket, helping Lu Yuan up from the bed and, in passing, pulled the jacket hanging at the foot of the bed to put it on him. His tone was serious, “Your Excellency, I am not joking. You must go to the hospital for treatment now.”
Lu Yuan, somehow finding strength, frowned and held Yusto’s hand, reluctantly trying to gather his spirits, “I’m really fine. Just let me sleep, and if it doesn’t get better, I’ll go tomorrow morning.”
Lu Yuan was unusually stubborn about this matter. Without waiting for Yusto’s response, he lay back down on the bed, wrapping himself up in the blanket, resembling a large caterpillar.
“…”
Yusto couldn’t understand why Lu Yuan was unwilling to go to the hospital. He gazed at the sweaty forehead, frowned slightly, and reached to move the strands of hair away from Lu Yuan’s forehead. Unexplainably, memories of their time on the starship surfaced. Back then, Lu Yuan seemed to resist going to the hospital in a similar manner.
Yusto’s injuries were still fresh; his wrist was wrapped in thick bandages. As he leaned closer, Lu Yuan could vaguely smell the bitter medicinal scent from the cuff of Yusto’s sleeve, along with that deep, incomprehensible voice:
“Why don’t you want to go to the hospital…”
Lu Yuan, in a daze, uttered words that Yusto couldn’t comprehend, “I am different from you all…”
Yusto paused upon hearing those words, finding himself unable to refute them. Lu Yuan indeed looked different from them, both in appearance and personality, seeming out of place in this world.
Concerned for Lu Yuan’s condition, Yusto suddenly remembered having a few potent pills in his jacket pocket. He stood up, went to the water dispenser to fetch a cup of hot water, and then sat by the bed, helping Lu Yuan up. He placed a white pill in Lu Yuan’s mouth and fed him a bit of hot water, soothingly saying, “Swallow it. You’ll feel better.”
These pills were specifically designed to help military females recover their psychic abilities during times of unrest. They were expensive and only available to the royal family.
Aside from his reluctance to go to the hospital, Lu Yuan cooperated in other aspects. Whether it was a psychological effect or not, he felt some relief from his headache after taking the pill. He lay quietly on the bed, weak but not excessively uncomfortable.
Seeing this, Yusto got up again, fetched a towel from the bathroom, dampened it with hot water, and gently wiped Lu Yuan’s face. Seeing that he seemed to be in better spirits, Yusto remained silent for a moment before finally asking, “Have you encountered something upsetting?”
“…”
Lu Yuan noticed something: he could get angry with Reed, but when it came to Yusto, he couldn’t bring himself to. He cleared his throat and, with a voice weakened by illness, asked in a somewhat joking tone, “If you found out your lifespan is only a hundred years, would that be a bad thing for you?”
Yusto shook his head, “No.”
He didn’t even hesitate.
Lu Yuan questioned, “Why?”
Yusto gazed intently at Lu Yuan. His silver hair took on a light, warm hue under the lamplight, and even his splendid red eyes softened. He couldn’t fathom why the easygoing Lu Yuan struggled to understand such a simple question.
“Your Excellency, although the Zerg God grants us a lifespan of two hundred years, it’s just a fleeting number. Few actually reach the end. Like my father, who lived only a hundred years before resting in the depths of the forest. Similarly, if I hadn’t survived the psychic outbreak yesterday, my life would have ended at the age of twenty-six, even shorter than a hundred years…”
“On distant battlefields lie many young warriors. They could have two hundred years of life, yet they choose to halt at the prime of their youth because, for them, there are things in this world more precious than life itself…”
Yusto spoke softly, each word deliberate, “Dignity, honor, homeland – too many…”
Lu Yuan remained silent after hearing this. Though he shouldn’t feel this way, he finally found a bit of comfort in realizing he wasn’t the shortest-lived among the Zerg Race.
He pursed his lips and said to Yusto, “Actually, I’m fine. I just miss home a bit…”
Although Lu Yuan didn’t have any close relatives on Earth anymore, not even enough for a funeral gathering, leaving the familiar environment still left an inexplicable emptiness in his heart.
While it’s said that fallen leaves should return to their roots, Lu Yuan had yet to take root and grow in this unfamiliar world of the Zerg Race. At the moment, he was like a drifting leaf, unsure of where to go.
Yusto, hearing this, twitched his fingers, as if wanting to comfort Lu Yuan, but restrained by etiquette, he discreetly withdrew them, “Is your hometown very far away?”
Lu Yuan nodded gently, “Yes, very far.”
Yusto furrowed his brows, thinking it wasn’t a problem, “I can pilot a starship to take you back.”
Lu Yuan, who was initially feeling a bit sad, laughed again at Yusto’s words. He found this white-furred rabbit quite foolish, realizing that it wasn’t a matter of time but a question of space. However, as he laughed, the laughter gradually faded away.
Lu Yuan lay on the bed, feeling an inexplicable sense of emptiness in his arms, a deep loneliness. He looked at Yusto and suddenly made a request, one that even he didn’t fully understand. In a low voice, he asked, “Can I hug you?”
Yusto was taken aback, thinking he might have misheard.
But Lu Yuan was lying there, gently reaching out towards him, and he earnestly repeated, “Can you let me hug you?”
Could he?
In theory, it shouldn’t be allowed. They were neither relatives nor close acquaintances, and they were of different genders. Maintaining a proper distance would be more appropriate. However, before Yusto could come up with an answer, their bodies seemed to act on their own. By the time he regained his senses, he found himself nestled in a warm and reassuring embrace.
Lu Yuan hugged Yusto, and then, silently and naturally, he tightened the embrace. He closed his eyes, exhaling a slow breath, and the previously empty feeling in his heart diminished. At this moment, he suddenly felt fortunate that he wasn’t completely alone in this unfamiliar world. In times of illness, there was someone who cared, and in moments of loneliness, there was someone to accompany him.
Lu Yuan reached out and gently rubbed Yusto’s furry nape. The sensation of the silver hair was delightful, and he sincerely whispered, “Yusto, I’m glad to know you.”
Yusto remained silent, his mind going blank at the words. His cheeks turned a rosy hue as he nestled in Lu Yuan’s embrace, unsure how to respond. This rush of emotions lasted for several seconds before finally returning to normal, pulling him out of his daze.
Yusto lowered his gaze, eventually gently hugging Lu Yuan back. He knew that, at this moment, Lu Yuan only needed comfort. Leaning against the broad shoulder, he softly uttered, almost inaudibly, “Your Excellency, I’m also glad to know you.”
Lu Yuan smiled, thinking Yusto was a bit too naive. He mentioned wanting a hug, and Yusto actually allowed it. Lu Yuan couldn’t help but imagine a scenario where he might be sold, and Yusto would probably help count the money for the buyer. Speaking to himself, he mumbled, “If I don’t take responsibility, you might end up losing…”
His voice was too low, and Yusto didn’t catch it. “What?” he asked.
Lu Yuan shook his head, “It’s nothing.”
Holding the large rabbit in his arms, Lu Yuan found himself reluctant to let go, savoring the warmth and softness of Yusto. Despite intending to only hug for a short while, he held on for a long time. It wasn’t until the waves of weariness overcame him, lying on the bed without realizing it, that the embrace finally relaxed.
Yusto stayed still, waiting until he heard Lu Yuan’s breathing gradually become calm and steady, confirming that he had fallen asleep. Carefully, Yusto then extricated himself from the embrace and gently pulled up the blanket to cover Lu Yuan.
Yusto reached out to touch Lu Yuan’s forehead, feeling that his body temperature was still fluctuating, at times cold and at times warm. Unconsciously furrowing his brow, he decided to take Lu Yuan to the hospital for a check-up once it was daylight.
Outside the window, the first light of dawn was breaking, signaling the silent passage of an entire night. Yusto, mindful of the approaching daylight, quietly left Lu Yuan’s dormitory. After all, female zergs were not allowed to stay overnight in the male dormitories. In case other zergs saw him leaving Lu Yuan’s room, it would be difficult to explain. He decided to wait until daytime to come up with a reason.
Although it was the weekend, many students remained in the academy, and the corridors and cafeteria were bustling with activity. Without classes to stagger their schedules, the atmosphere was even noisier than usual.
Yusto, who had just obtained some fever-reducing medicine from the infirmary, noticed a commotion as he passed through the second-year corridor. Many students were gathered, whispering and pointing towards a corner of the hallway. Sensing that something was amiss, Yusto halted and walked directly towards the group.
He found two male zergs standing at the corridor intersection, impatiently dispersing the onlooking students.
“Get lost! What are you looking at? Keep staring, and I’ll beat you up too, got it?!”
“Why are you all crowding here? Move away a bit!”
It seemed like another case of campus bullying, a common occurrence at Bardell Military Academy. However, the identities of the individuals involved were quite unusual. The main characters were none other than the young master of the Durant family, Boya, and the eighth prince, Gaien.
Last night, a royal decree was issued in the palace, ordering the eldest son of the Durant family, Sande, and the eighth prince, Gaien, to become partners. Once the news spread, it caused a significant stir, creating ripples of discussions throughout the academy.
The news of Sande, the eldest son of the Durant family, being matched with the eighth prince Gaien instead of the more capable seventh prince Yusto surprised many. Sande was known for his idle and gambling habits among the upper-class nobility, but with a blood purity of 45%, it was expected that he would be paired with Yusto, the most powerful among the crown princes. However, the unexpected match with Gaien, who had a disability, disappointed onlookers, especially Sande’s own younger brother, Boya.
Boya, studying at Bardell Military Academy, learned about the arrangement early in the morning and confronted Gaien aggressively. Impulsive by nature, Boya disregarded Gaien’s status as an unfavored prince. He ruthlessly kicked Gaien’s injured leg and threatened him, “I’ll tell you, the Durant family will never marry a useless and disabled female. If you’re smart enough, go find the Zerg Emperor and dissolve the engagement with my brother. Otherwise, you’ll have a tough time ahead!”
Eight Prince Gaien was kicked in the leg by Boya, emitting a low groan. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, yet he did not plead for mercy. Instead, a faint smile appeared on his lips. He looked at Boya with a pale face, resembling a bottomless cold abyss, and asked with a raised lip, “Your Excellency, since you are so ‘fearless’, why don’t you go find the Zerg Emperor yourself instead of competing with a cripple like me?”
Gaien, like a weathered and shattered statue, still had a delicate appearance. However, an icy indifference emanated from his very bones, and the shadows of death slowly crawled up his once youthful face, imparting a morbid decay that didn’t belong to his age.
Boya, infuriated by Gaien’s indifferent attitude, raised his fist intending to strike. “Damn it! Whether you believe it or not, I’ll make your other leg crippled too!”
“Who gave you the audacity to insult the Eight Prince like this?!”
An icy voice suddenly rang out from behind Boya, interrupting his actions. Before Boya could turn around to see who it was, he received a fierce punch to the face. Immediately after, he was kicked in the ribs, and before he could even scream, he crashed to the ground.
“Pff—”
Boya spat out a mixture of broken teeth and blood, clutching his stomach in pain, unable to articulate a word. He struggled to stand up from the ground and, only then, did he see who had attacked him. To his surprise, it was Crown Prince Yusto, the Seventh Prince.
Yusto knew that since his injury on the battlefield, Gaien had lost the capital to compete for the throne in the eyes of those nobles. However, he never expected the nobles to be so audacious, openly insulting a prince of the empire. This infuriated him to the point that his hands were shaking.
Yusto glared at Boya, his gaze dark and intense. He grabbed Boya’s collar and demanded coldly, “Speak! Who gave you the audacity to provoke the Eight Prince? Whose disability are you planning next?!”
Boya couldn’t believe that Yusto, this madman, dared to attack a male zerg. He was so scared that his legs went weak, and he stuttered, unable to speak. The students who were watching were also dumbfounded.
Boya’s two followers, witnessing the unfavorable situation, hurriedly ran back to the office to call for reinforcements. Before long, a stern-looking middle-aged female zerg, the dean of the teaching department, rushed over. With ties to the Durant family, he was alarmed to see Yusto grabbing Boya’s collar and threatening him. He immediately shouted, “Stop it!”
The dean of the teaching department forcefully pushed aside the students who were watching and quickly stepped forward to pull Yusto away. It was then that he noticed Boya’s face covered in blood. Angrily, he demanded, “What on earth happened?! Who beat up His Excellency Boya like this?!”
Underworld fight, little ghosts suffer. The Durant family and Yusto are not to be easily provoked. The students watching couldn’t utter a word in response to the dean of the teaching department’s question. Even the dean of the teaching department didn’t dare to directly question Yusto. Boya, wanting to speak, unfortunately had lost most of his teeth due to Yusto’s beating, making it difficult for him to even catch his breath.
Seeing the situation, the dean of the teaching department’s face turned iron-blue. He angrily said, “Fine, you don’t want to talk, right?! Then, get me the surveillance footage!”
He completely forgot that this was a blind spot for the stairs, and surveillance might not have captured the scene that just unfolded.
Yusto sneered as he noticed the situation, finding the other’s attempt to force him to confess quite crude. Just as he was about to speak up and admit responsibility for the beating, a familiar voice suddenly rang out, breaking the calm:
“It was me.”
Everyone turned towards the voice and saw a black-haired, black-eyed male zerg who appeared out of nowhere on the outskirts of the zerg crowd – it was none other than Lu Yuan. He looked pale, casually draped in a coat. Originally, he just wanted to get some fever-reducing medicine from the medical room but unexpectedly stumbled upon this scene.
Yusto’s expression changed at the sight of Lu Yuan. “Your Excellency…”
However, Lu Yuan signaled for him to stay quiet and walked directly to the dumbfounded dean of the teaching department. He straightforwardly took the blame for the incident, “I was the one who hit him. If there’s any issue, you can talk to me directly.”
The dean of the teaching department, of course, couldn’t believe such a crude lie. Even a blind person could see that Yusto was the one who had inflicted the beating. Furious, he glared at Lu Yuan, “Your Excellency, please refrain from making such jokes!”
Lu Yuan glanced at the frustrated Boya beside him, then calmly returned his gaze to the dean. He questioned, “Do I look like I’m joking to you?”
The dean was taken aback, “You claimed that you hit Your Excellency Boya. May I ask for any evidence?”
However, Boya, seemingly enraged beyond measure, either due to the beating or the disruption of his meridians, pushed away the zerg supporting him. He pointed angrily at Yusto and struggled to utter, “It was him! He’s the one who hi…”
“Smack!”
As Boya’s voice fell, he was suddenly slapped to the ground by Lu Yuan’s backhand. The black-haired and black-eyed zerg showed no expression, shaking his wrist casually. Then, he smiled slightly at the dean, saying, “Let me prove to you that I was the one who hit him just now.”
“…”
The reality proved that even in a feverish state, Lu Yuan’s combat strength was still formidable. Since he arrived in Salaranfa, he had beaten numerous male zergs—adding one more or one less didn’t matter. However, today he finally faced consequences and was taken to the interrogation room.
Without any other option, because the male zerg named Boya also has a blood purity of up to 45%, and the injuries were reported to be extremely severe, the incident escalated and fermented, beyond what the school could suppress.
“Your Excellency, please explain in detail how you beat His Excellency Boya to severe injuries. This will be crucial evidence for your upcoming trial!”
The one interrogating Lu Yuan was a seasoned military female zerg, with sharp, eagle-like eyes and clear logic. Before this, he had already refuted dozens of testimonies provided by Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan thought about it. He didn’t know the exact details of how it happened, feeling weak and listless as he slumped over the table, his voice numbly recounting, “I punched him first…”
Military Female Zerg: “Where did you hit him?”
Lu Yuan: “In the stomach?”
Military Female Zerg: “His Excellency Boya has no injuries on his stomach. Please rethink.”
Lu Yuan: “Then it must be his face?”
Military Female Zerg: “On the left side or the right side?”
Lu Yuan, drawing on the wisdom of previously guessing multiple-choice questions during exams, tentatively asked, “Right side?”
The military female zerg replied coldly, “Wrong, it’s the left side.”
Lu Yuan choked: “…” Damn.
Just as Lu Yuan was being driven to the brink of madness in the interrogation room, Yusto hurriedly returned to the palace. The military officer in charge of interrogating Lu Yuan happened to be a confidant of the Zerg Emperor. Yusto had just tried to retrieve people from the military headquarters but was promptly denied. He didn’t know whose orders had led to this, so he could only seek clarity within the palace.
However, when he rushed to the outside of the council hall, he was informed by the guards at the door that the Zerg Emperor was currently meeting with the dukes: “Return to Your Highness. Duke Monck and Duke Durant entered the palace together to see the Zerg Emperor. They are currently in discussion, and His Majesty has ordered not to be disturbed.”
Upon hearing this, Yusto’s heart sank. They had entered the palace at this critical moment to meet His Majesty, clearly intending to accuse Lu Yuan. No wonder the military was reluctant to release him; it turns out these two dukes were exerting pressure behind the scenes.
“Make way!”
Yusto’s expression turned cold, and he forcefully pushed aside the guarding guards, entering the council hall. As he entered, he overheard Duke Monck’s impassioned voice, imploring the Zerg Emperor to severely punish Lu Yuan: “Your Majesty, this mere commoner zerg, since arriving in Salaranfa, has a long list of criminal records. Not only did he assault Wengel, but even His Excellency Levin was beaten by him in the marketplace. Today, even His Excellency Boya couldn’t escape his clutches. Is there still any order left in the imperial capital if this continues?!”
Duke Durant, who had obviously colluded with him beforehand, angrily echoed on the side, “Your Majesty, my zerg cub is still lying in the hospital for emergency treatment. According to the Empire’s laws of reproduction, if his blood purity is not as high as Boya’s, he must face a military tribunal, or it will be difficult to gain the people’s trust!”
They argued back and forth, creating a chaotic scene. Emperor Apu remained expressionless, continually massaging his temples with his fingertips. Evidently, he hadn’t anticipated that Lu Yuan would cause so much trouble, managing to offend several major families in the imperial capital.
In consideration of Yusto’s presence, Emperor Apu decided to speak up to save Lu Yuan. He calmly said, “General Saphir mentioned that the male zerg has a blood purity of 60%. According to imperial law, he has absolute pardon rights.”
Duke Monck, however, sneered at this, mocking with a cold laugh, “60%? Your Majesty, do you really believe that?”
Emperor Apu: “…”
Emperor Apu didn’t entirely believe it himself but had to temporarily appease both parties, saying, “Whether it is or not, we can decide after his blood purity is confirmed. It’s not too late to make a judgment then.”
Duke Monck, convinced that General Saphir was lying, gritted his teeth and asked, “Your Majesty, does that mean the commoner male zerg will go unpunished until it’s confirmed?”
Emperor Apu raised his hand slightly, signaling for Duke Monck to calm down, “Duke Monck, I’ve already instructed the medical officer to test the zerg’s blood data. We’ll have the results in the next couple of days. Regardless, I will provide you with a satisfactory response. Zerg males are scarce in the Empire, so I don’t wish for any covert actions. Do you understand?”
As he finished speaking, a terminal at the corner of the table suddenly rang urgently, with red lights flashing. It was a communication request from Lord O’Hara.
All the ministers knew that Emperor Apu disliked interruptions during council meetings, especially when the matter concerning Lu Yuan hadn’t reached a conclusion yet. He immediately disconnected the communication and switched the mode to mute.
“Damn it!”
Lord O’Hara, a female zerg who had always been refined and composed, had never used foul language in his life. Today, however, he was pushed to break that restraint. Seated in the aircraft, he urged the pilot to hurry back to the palace while continuously sending communication requests to the Zerg Emperor through the terminal. Due to extreme tension, his fingertips trembled uncontrollably.
100%!
A blood purity of 100%!
Lord O’Hara clutched tightly onto the blood test report, his palm sweating to the point of almost dampening the paper. At one point, he felt as if he couldn’t catch his breath. His throat seemed to be constricted by an invisible hand, and his heart raced so rapidly it felt as if it might leap into his throat.
Just moments ago, the elderly medical officer personally called him to deliver the news that Lu Yuan’s blood test report was ready. The officer insisted that Lord O’Hara must come to collect it himself. The officer’s voice trembled as he spoke, and he seemed unable to control even his own tongue.
At that moment, Lord O’Hara initially believed that Lu Yuan’s blood purity was truly 60%, as General Saphir had mentioned. Overwhelmed with joy, he had prepared himself mentally before rushing to collect the report. However, when he took the paper from the trembling hands of the medical officer, he briefly questioned his own eyesight. The data on the report was neither the 60% claimed by General Saphir nor the speculated 37% from the public; it was 100%!!
Yes, 100%!!
The only male zerg in the entire history of the Salaranfa Empire with a blood purity of 100%…
Whenever Lord O’Hara contemplated this possibility, he felt as if his heart might stop. Oh, Zerg God, has your favor finally shone upon Salaranfa?
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