Could it be that he was mistaken, and the one on Black Obsidian Star was another male zerg? Since the zerg race could produce one zerg like his male lord, it’s natural that a second one could appear.
If so, all he needed to do was report the matter of that male zerg, and naturally, there would be zergs to track him. He already had a nominal male lord, and it wouldn’t be right to interact with another male zerg…
However, while thinking about this, Mo Yan also remembered that his male lord’s terminal had appeared on the Black Obsidian star and the trading star. It’s not the fear of ten thousand possibilities, but the fear of the one in ten thousand…
For a moment, he didn’t know whether he should report the matter of the male zerg or not. Even though he found it hard to believe, what if it really was his male lord?
If it was indeed this seemingly harmless, extremely shy male lord, what should he do?
Whether it was the years of learning about the protection of male zergs or the fact that this zerg was his nominal male lord, he couldn’t accept the idea of this zerg earning star coins on that desolate planet.
But now, he knew nothing and couldn’t find out anything.
It seems he needed to investigate thoroughly.
Mo Yan’s thoughts were uncontrollably scattering. He looked at Qi Yu, and Qi Yu was also looking at Mo Yan. Meeting Mo Yan’s gaze, he awkwardly looked away.
The young master from a distinguished family, who had never worried about money, was embarrassed about money for what felt like the umpteenth time in just a few days. The pressure of life and the feeling of not being able to raise his head in front of his matched partner made him acutely aware that not having money was absolutely unacceptable.
Gently tapping his fingernails against his palm, Qi Yu bit his own lips, his eyes flickering with indescribable embarrassment and urgency.
From a young age, he was always alone, a single zerg. In his family, the elders had high hopes for him, while his peers rejected him, which fostered a strong sense of pride within him. This pride was manifested in himself.
The attitude of strangers didn’t bother him, but for those he knew and needed to interact with, he didn’t want them to see his weaknesses. For those he was determined to interact with, he preferred a feeling of equal footing, whether in terms of assets or martial strength. He disliked seeing himself as worthless in comparison to others.
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If it were not for this, with his mental strength, which was many times stronger than the original host, doing identifications would be a breeze. Considering the esteemed status of male zergs in this world, as long as he performed identifications, anyone would hold him in high regard, exalting him to the skies. Moreover, having a multitude of wives and concubines and living the carefree life he longed for wouldn’t be a dream. However, he was unwilling. Apart from disliking being bothered by others, his pride also played a part.
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Now, not having money is the original sin. He knows he has earned some star coins, but… it’s still not rightly or properly earned, without even the right to use them openly. What can he do now?
Hosting other zergs and actually making them pay is unthinkable for a host!
Here Qi Yu is feeling embarrassed and awkward, while the female zerg seems to have noticed, his gaze growing heavier.
“Sorry, Your Excellency, for letting you face criticism these past few days.”
Mo Yan stood up, his golden eyes landing on Qi Yu, carrying his usual gentleness. Although he was still in his platinum military uniform, the gentle aura around him far outweighed the authority. Qi Yu instinctively followed Mo Yan’s movement and looked up, only to see the female zerg squatting down in front of him.
A broad hand gently landed on his, picked up his hand, and kissed it.
The female zerg’s movements were very gentle, and so was his voice. He looked up, and because of the angle of looking up, the emotions in the female zerg’s eyes were completely exposed to Qi Yu.
It was an apology that came from the heart, without any other mixed feelings. Under the light, the female zerg squatted like this, staring at him, his golden eyes full of gentleness and remorse.
“I apologize for my absence these past few days.”
The female zerg slowly said, “And for the negligence that led to you being insulted on StarNet, I apologize.”
It felt as if he had been touched by something hot. The female zerg’s body temperature was higher than the male’s. Touched by Mo Yan’s hand, Qi Yu felt a warmth on his own hand. The fingers with thin calluses touching the skin on the back of his hand made it somewhat itchy, especially the feather-like kiss, which made his hand tingle.
Qi Yu, who was kissed for the first time in his more than twenty years of life, was stunned for a moment. He looked down, his gaze falling on the intertwined hands. His body was well-maintained, his skin on his hands white and delicate, showing no signs of ugliness from the passage of time. The female zerg’s hand was broad, not as delicate as a male zerg’s, but it perfectly enveloped his hand. Belatedly, Qi Yu’s mind was filled with a novel he had read in his previous life to pass the time, “The Tyrant CEO’s Delicate Wife.”
Qi Yu: “…”
He shivered, quickly withdrew his hand, the embarrassment and awkwardness on his face were gone, but his demeanor became even more unnatural than before, slightly annoyed he said, “If you’re going to talk, just talk, why the unnecessary physical contact?”
After speaking, Qi Yu also realized his gaffe, he cleared his throat, and the embarrassment on his face quickly turned to calm. He looked at Mo Yan, who was still squatting in front of him, and said in a more formal tone, “General, please stand up first.”
Mo Yan stood up as told. This time, he did not sit next to Qi Yu but opposite him, his attitude gentle.
“Lord.”
Qi Yu has not yet gotten used to this title from the zerg race. As soon as Mo Yan spoke, Qi Yu immediately interrupted him, “General, please stop calling me lord.”
He tapped the table lightly with his index finger, a habit of his when thinking, “Just call me by my name.”
Mo Yan’s words were thus blocked, and he frowned slightly, which Qi Yu saw and spoke again, “What you call me outside is your freedom, but… I hope you don’t call me lord in private.”
Thinking about having to listen to this title for the next five years made it hard for him to like it. It felt strange for two people without feelings for each other to call each other husband and wife.
Mo Yan hesitated, but upon facing the serious expression of the male zerg, he nodded, “Okay, then what should I call you?”
“Qi Yu, my name.”
Hearing this name, Mo Yan couldn’t help but recall the name he heard when he was disguised as Yan Mo: Hua Yu, Qi Yu. Could there be any connection between them?
After the lord replied to his message, he returned to the inner circle as quickly as possible. By then, Hua Yu from the inner circle had already left and had brought nutrient solution to the Nanda zergs. He had been in contact with Xue Sui and was clearly aware that the terminal of his young lord was still on Capital Star.
Although he had not seen Hua Yu with his own eyes, the message from the Nanda zergs should be true. However, why did the lord’s terminal appear on Black Obsidian Star?
Mo Yan was somewhat confused and couldn’t figure it out. For the time being, he didn’t want to think about it anymore, “Lord… Qi Yu.”
He called out, the first call was a bit awkward, but the second was much more natural, “Qi Yu, you also don’t have to call me general anymore, just call me by my name.”
Qi Yu thought for a moment and nodded slightly, “Okay.”
Such a natural agreement was fair.
Mo Yan’s gaze fell on Qi Yu. In fact, he had many questions he wanted to ask. He was not supposed to come back here today, but he heard that there was movement from the Male Zerg Protection Association, so he quickly ordered some matters to be handled before rushing back.
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