Fifteen minutes ago.
In the dimly lit room, the sound of rapid breathing emanated from the soft bed. It was as if he was trapped in a dream, struggling but unable to break free.
His silver hair was scattered, and the female zerg tightly closed his eyes, his expression filled with pain. He extended a hand from under the covers, tightly gripping the pillow, and the veins on the back of his hand stood out.
With a final gasp, the female zerg suddenly opened his eyes.
Where is this…?
The curtains were not drawn, and by the dim moonlight, he could see everything in the room.
It was an extremely unfamiliar room, and Ling had no recollection of it. But even with the naked eye, he could determine that the owner of the room was a quite wealthy zerg.
Why was he here?
Ling shook his dazed head. It felt as if all the strength had been drained from his body, and even thinking was a laborious task.
He vaguely remembered that yesterday was his first day in the army. Despite Mr. Lai Yin’s disapproval, Ling insisted on joining the military.
In the zerg army, there were countless female zergs who entered without undergoing metamorphosis. Female zergs that had been tempered on the battlefield would become stronger after metamorphosis compared to ordinary female zergs.
To protect Ling, Mr. Lai Yin had endured a difficult life over the years. He never told Ling about those things, thinking that Ling knew nothing…
But Ling had already made up his mind.
There were only two possible outcomes: becoming stronger or death.
Regardless of the outcome, Mr. Lai Yin would have an easier life from now on.
Therefore, what seemed like a highly dangerous choice on the surface was a risk-free future for Ling.
But… what was happening now?
Ling took a deep breath and used his hands to support himself as he slowly got out of bed.
Before he could steady himself, he suddenly felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground, his body completely devoid of strength.
Fortunately, there was a thick fur carpet on the floor, and Ling fell onto it without making any sound. He didn’t want to attract the attention of the owner of the house.
Ling gasped for breath on the ground for a while, then managed to prop himself up with his arms.
At that moment, his movement froze, and his expression turned blank for an instant.
He couldn’t believe it as he turned his head and looked at himself.
He was wearing a white shirt, which didn’t fit him properly. It hung loosely on his body, and the same went for his pants. Clearly, they belonged to someone else.
Besides that, he was wearing nothing else. And because of his earlier movement, he noticed something flowing… liquid.
Warm fluid flowed down his legs, wetting his pants and leaving a dark stain.
Only then did Ling notice a small box on the bedside table, the box open with some transparent liquid residue inside.
…
When he realized what had happened, Ling’s heart skipped a beat, and then he curled up tightly.
He had been targeted.
Whether it was the sudden blurring of his consciousness or the complete loss of strength throughout his body, he had probably been injected with some kind of drug.
A standing mirror in the corner of the room reflected Ling’s face.
He was kneeling in the center of the room, his face devoid of color due to fear, almost the same color as his hair. But his eyes were a blood-red, his thin lips stained with blood.
At first glance, there was a strange and eerie feeling.
Ling startled himself and quickly averted his gaze, looking towards the window.
The window was not locked, and now that he was completely devoid of strength, unable to even spread his wings, let alone fly. But if it wasn’t too high, he might be able to risk breaking his legs to escape…
Ling crawled and rolled to the window, sitting on the ground. He took a deep breath and exerted force to raise his hand, pushing open the window.
With a swish, the wind from high above rustled, causing the curtains to flutter high in the air, also lifting Ling’s hair.
He used his arms to support himself on the windowsill, propping up his upper body and looking outside. In an instant, his eyes widened.
It turned out that the light that had illuminated the room wasn’t from the moon. Tonight, there was no moon, and in the pitch-black night sky, not even a single star was visible.
The light that illuminated the room came from the vibrant night view of the bustling city.
The continuous stream of lights was dazzling and brilliant, spreading from under his feet all the way to the distant skyline.
The sharp sound of car horns, the noisy music, accompanied by the cacophony of people’s voices, rushed towards Ling with the wind. The air was also filled with the fragrant scent of flowers, which permeated the entire city.
Ling stared blankly at the lights, and a sense of despair welled up in his heart.
This was definitely not a place where the military was stationed. Not to mention being able to live here, the extent of the power held by the owner of this place was unknown. Just overnight, he had been silently transferred to this place.
Could he really escape?
Ling’s thoughts were interrupted by a low rumble of an engine. A streamlined vehicle slowly approached from the outside and parked on the lawn.
Ling squinted his eyes, carefully observing the vehicle.
The car door opened slowly, and the zerg inside the car stepped out with one leg.
He wore a pair of exquisite boots, with a diamond chain swaying on the side of the boots, shimmering in the night.
The fabric vaguely outlined the curve of his thighs, not exaggerated, but revealing strength.
Following that, the zerg sitting in the car also got out, bowing his head and saying something to the driver in front.
From Ling’s perspective, he could clearly see the side profile of the zerg. His cold white skin seemed to be coated with a layer of glaze, and every contour of his face was clean and sharp, forming a distinct jawline.
At first glance, it was apparent that this was an extremely exceptional male zerg, at least an A-level… no, maybe even an S-level.
Ling even believed that this could be an S-level male zerg. However, it was well known that there hadn’t been an S-level male zerg in the zerg kingdom for nearly a thousand years, so it was impossible.
It seemed that he had noticed Ling’s gaze, and the male zerg’s movement paused. In the next second, he looked up and glanced at the room where Ling was.
“…”
“…”
“Sir? Is something wrong?”
Lu Mo: “Doesn’t Ling usually close the window when sleeping?”
The driver: “…Perhaps it’s too hot?”
Lu Mo twitched the corner of his mouth. “He was complaining about being cold and still clinging to me just five days ago.”
As an S-level female zerg, Ling’s body seemed a bit too fragile! Lu Mo considered himself a kind, caring, and compassionate male zerg. He restrained his temper and hugged Ling tightly.
As he continued to think, Lu Mo began to have a headache.
Five days ago… Five days ago… But Ling had been acting abnormal for three full days now! Today, he must give him a taste of his own medicine.
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That male zerg’s senses were just too keen…
In an instant, Ling was certain. The male zerg who had brought him to this place against his will must be the one responsible for his current situation.
But even so, he wouldn’t just sit and wait. It would take some time for the male zerg to enter the room…
He forcefully closed the window and drew the curtains, enveloping the entire room in darkness. Then, he crawled back onto the bed, wrapping himself in the blanket.
After he had done all this, only a few seconds passed before the door opened.
But before he could adjust his breathing and hope that the male zerg hadn’t noticed anything unusual, he anxiously clutched the blanket, carefully discerning the sound of the male zerg’s footsteps.
“Rustle…”
“Rustle…”
The sound of the plush carpet being stepped on was faint, but fortunately, he had closed the window, cutting off all outside sounds. The room was incredibly quiet, allowing him to clearly hear the sound of the footsteps.
The male zerg closed the door.
The male zerg bypassed the foot of the bed.
The male zerg stopped at the bedside.
Then, he bent down and grabbed the blanket. Ling’s sweaty hand grew hot inside the blanket, while the male zerg, having just returned from outside, had fingers that became cold in the night breeze, subtly brushing against his fingertips.
Perhaps due to nervousness or complete exhaustion, Ling made a small mistake at that moment.
He should have leaped up and bitten the male zerg’s throat. He had used this method to kill many zergs before, female zergs and sub-females alike, but this was the first time with a male zerg.
But as soon as he closed his teeth, he knew he was done for.
He had only managed to bite the male zerg’s hand.
“Hiss…”
In the next moment, the entire room was illuminated, and Ling finally saw the face of the male zerg who was now just inches away.
The eyebrows that swept back due to pain slightly furrowed, and his cold emerald eyes reflected Ling’s appearance. Then those eyes widened slightly, seeming somewhat surprised.
What was he surprised about?
But Ling couldn’t think about that question at the moment. His heart was pounding like a drum, his eyes locked onto the male zerg, trying to determine his next move from his expression.
“Ling…”
The male zerg murmured, almost sighing, as he looked at Ling with deep eyes. Ling couldn’t discern anything from his gaze.
He had no power to resist now and had lost his only opportunity. The other party was a male zerg of extremely high rank, and he couldn’t think of any way out — he was like a lamb to be slaughtered.
What should he do?
What should he do?
Ling’s pupils trembled, but the male zerg remained motionless.
The most terrifying thing is the unknown, waiting for the impending outcome, waiting for the blade to fall on his neck. It was unbearable.
Ling felt as if there were sharp electric waves buzzing in his brain, growing louder and sharper with each passing second, like a life-threatening curse.
He couldn’t bear it any longer and closed his eyes. Finally, the buzzing reached its peak!
…And then everything fell silent.
“Umm…”
The male zerg let out a low, pained groan, and Ling tasted a strong metallic scent — the smell of blood.
Ling, belatedly, slowly opened his eyes, seeing the handsome and tall male zerg standing under the light, his dense shadow looming over him, bringing immense pressure.
Those green eyes seemed frozen, causing Ling to tremble involuntarily.
Suddenly, a questioning voice came from outside the door, “Master, what happened?”
There were no footsteps, and it was unclear whether the individual had been waiting outside or was agile enough to conceal any sound.
Ling knew that the situation was hopeless, that he couldn’t escape no matter what. But angering the male zerg was also a good thing. Perhaps he would be killed on the spot, sparing Mr. Lai Yin…
Ling loosened his grip on his teeth and lowered his head.
“…”
“Master?”
When the male zerg withdrew his hand, there was a faint sound of fabric rubbing. All of this was greatly magnified in Ling’s ears, and he could even hear a strange “click” from the zerg’s joints.
“Nothing.”
Ling’s eyebrows twitched as he opened his eyes.
The male zerg’s voice was like the deep sound of a cello, showing no signs of anything unusual. He added, “I just tripped by accident. You may leave.”
“Yes.”
Huh…
Ling widened his eyes, looking at his own hand, feeling a sense of bewilderment.
But the male zerg didn’t pay him any attention. Ling heard him stepping on the long fur carpet, walking to the corner on the other side. Then came the sound of a drawer being opened. The male zerg seemed to be searching for something, causing bottles and jars to make a clattering sound.
His movements were unhurried, and from those delicate sounds, Ling could even sense his slow and deliberate actions.
The scent of medicinal ointment filled the air, along with the pungent smell of disinfectant.
Ling helplessly scratched his palm with his fingernail.
For some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of guilt. If the male zerg had exploded in anger, pointing at his nose and hurling insults, threatening to kill him, Ling might have ridiculed his pathetic state and used the foul language he had learned from the darkest corners of the zerg society to insult him.
But the male zerg didn’t reprimand him now. Even though Ling had bitten him, drawing blood, he silently bandaged himself…
Ling tried hard to convince himself that he had been abducted here! All of this was the other party’s doing, and it was far from enough, just a small wound!
But the more he tried to convince himself, the stronger the sense of guilt in Ling’s heart grew, gradually engulfing him, ready to drown him.
With a loud clank, the smell of medicine in the air suddenly intensified.
Ling instinctively raised his head and saw the black-haired, green-eyed male zerg sitting on a large sofa. He bit the end of a bandage with his mouth, deftly using his intact hand to help. He was in the process of bandaging his injured right hand.
Seemingly unfamiliar with the process, his elbow accidentally knocked over the open bottle of medicine on the table.
Watching the spilled bottle, the male zerg maintained his bandaging action, his eyebrows furrowing as if lost in troubled contemplation.
The brown liquid quickly spread on the white carpet, dirtying a large area.
Anyone who saw this scene would gasp in distress. The carpet looked expensive and was now ruined in an instant.
Ling watched the male zerg’s poor bandaging technique and felt somewhat uneasy.
This kind of bandaging not only had poor results but also hindered daily activities.
He opened his mouth, but suppressed the sound in his throat. This wound was caused by himself, and he was brought here against his will. No matter what, he shouldn’t be the one to ask—couldn’t another zerg in the family bandage him?!
…
Lu Mo finished wrapping the bandage and looked at his handiwork, raising an eyebrow in satisfaction.
Ah, thank goodness for his quick reflexes.
Otherwise, this wound would have healed on its own.
After completing the final transformation, Lu Mo’s physical abilities had undergone a tremendous leap. Now, his physical condition was on par with that of a top-level female zerg. This wound would heal in less than half an hour, leaving no scars whatsoever.
The effort he put into the bandaging was all for…
Because he really didn’t want to face Ling.
The current situation was clear. Regardless of the reason, Ling’s body seemed to have shrunk due to his sudden estrus.
It seemed that even his memories had returned to that time, and Ling no longer recognized him.
But…
But…
Lu Mo leaned back, placing his intact left hand on his lips. The shadow cast by the brim of his hat covered half of his face, making his expression indiscernible.
Otherwise, Ling would have seen the wavering in his eyes.
When the light turned on, Lu Mo found it difficult to describe his emotions. The lifespan of the zergs was different from that of humans, but Ling appeared to be completely sixteen or seventeen years old.
His face hadn’t fully developed yet, but it was evident that he would grow to be extremely beautiful in the future.
It was the first time Lu Mo had seen Ling like this. He looked inexperienced, flustered, devoid of that calmness and control he always had. He appeared so vulnerable, struggling with his last bit of strength to protect himself.
He had seen Ling cry before, but it was different from this time. Lu Mo couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was different.
All he knew was that a part of his heart had crumbled.
But!!
Though his heart had softened, his tail stood up! If he hadn’t been bitten, he would have lost his mind, embraced Ling, and rolled around, rolled around!
Help!!
Help!!
Ling was just an underage child now, he didn’t even have his memories. Are you still human?!
Lu Mo was on the verge of choking up. If it weren’t for the hat blocking his face, Ling would have seen tears glistening in his eyes.
What kind of expression should he use to face Ling?
For a moment, both zergs fell into silence.
Finally, it was Ling who spoke first. He raised his head, his expression filled with caution and wariness. “Why did you bring me here? What’s your purpose?”
Like a hedgehog, he spread all his spines, guarding against Lu Mo.
Under his gaze, the male zerg tilted his head slightly, and a strand of hair swayed at his temple. “No, I’m not—”
Not what?
Ling was fully focused, but the male zerg stopped talking, falling silent.
Unable to hold back, he asked, “Not what?”
The male zerg placed his folded legs on top of each other and tightly clasped his fingers on his legs. Looking down at Ling from above, he suddenly exuded a tremendous oppressive force, his voice turning ice-cold. “What do you think my purpose could be?”
Beneath his straight nose, the male zerg’s lips curled up slightly. “I just had a sudden whim, wanting to taste the flavor of a military female.”
…
Lu Mo approached Ling, reaching out to lift his chin and kissed him.
Ling was forced to tilt his head back, instinctively wanting to bite, but the male zerg warned him by pinching his chin. The male zerg moved his lips away and whispered softly in his ear, “You better not anger me.”
Ling froze for a moment, his silver eyelashes trembling. His hand, which had been clenched tightly by his side, weakly opened.
He quietly endured Lu Mo’s kisses until he was almost suffocating, then he reluctantly pushed Lu Mo away and leaned on his shoulder, gasping for breath.
The cool hand slid down his collar.
The male zerg’s voice sounded indifferent. “How old are you?”
Ling closed his eyes, feeling a chill in his heart. “Thirty-two.”
…
The male zerg pushed him away with a sudden “whoosh,” his green eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at him. “You—are you not yet of age?”
Ling was pushed onto the bed, staring blankly at Lu Mo. “Yes…”
The male zerg muttered under his breath, “Damn it, I made a mistake! An underage female zerg can’t help me lay eggs!”
Only a female zerg that had gone through the metamorphosis period could give birth to the male zerg’s offspring. Before the metamorphosis period, no matter how hard they tried, it would be in vain.
“I heard that military females have the strongest reproductive abilities. That’s why I brought a military female back, but it turns out he’s useless.” The male zerg impatiently clicked his tongue. “I won’t waste my energy on you.”
Lu Mo pinched Ling’s shoulder and rudely threw him onto the floor. “You better not think about getting into my bed.”
Ling widened his eyes, his face turning red with anger. “Clearly, it was you—”
“Hah?”
Lu Mo crossed his arms, looking down arrogantly. “Is that my fault? Did I, this noble male zerg, do something wrong?”
Ling’s mouth twitched. “In that case, can you let me leave? I’m currently serving in the military—”
Lu Mo coldly laughed. “You’re delusional.”
“Before I calm down, you’ll have to stay here and serve me, be my slave, understand?”
Ling: “…”
Lu Mo: “That’s settled, then. You… you’ll sleep on the floor and aren’t allowed to leave this room.”
He added, “If you dare to disobey, I’ll hand you over to the mice as a female servant.”
Ling’s shoulders trembled, but he still held back, suppressing his voice. “Yes, noble… male zerg.”
“That’s more like it.”
Lu Mo turned off the light and lay down. “By the way, don’t attack me at night. After all, I’m very handsome.”
Silently, Ling clenched the long fur on the carpet.
Why did he feel guilty just now?
That was just an illusion. This male zerg was simply the most annoying and shameless male zerg in the world!
“Did you hear me?!”
Ling took a deep breath. “Yes, I heard you.”
…
Lu Mo settled into the blanket and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He couldn’t handle it on his own. Whenever he looked at Ling, he felt like his tail hook was pulling the alarm lever.
So…
He covered his mouth and silently shed tears.
Only by making Ling furious, by receiving his displeasure, could he barely restrain himself.
The system gasped. [As expected of you, Lu Mo. From now on, my understanding of you has deepened another layer.]
Lu Mo tearfully said, [I want to be a good zerg.]
…
On the Imperial Star, the four seasons—spring, summer, autumn, and winter—were not very distinct. Summer was scorching hot, but once summer passed, it was only a matter of days before the temperature approached the depths of winter.
—Even though it was technically still early autumn, the nighttime temperature was already quite chilly.
Underneath the blanket was just right, but lying on the floor would be unbearably cold, especially considering Ling’s current physical condition, which was completely different from before.
He hugged himself and curled up slightly. It was so cold.
He blew warm breath into his palms, feeling lost in his thoughts.
From now on, what should he do?
Recalling everything that had happened, Ling gradually fell into a hazy dream…
But just as he was about to fall asleep, he heard a creaking sound from the bed, and a certain annoying male zerg was doing sit-ups in his dream.
“It’s so hot!”
Then he kicked his long legs and threw the blanket onto the floor.
“Much cooler…”
After saying that, he lay back on the bed, hugging the last blanket and returning to his slumber.
Ling: “…”
He sat up, stared at Lu Mo’s figure, and glanced at the blanket on the floor, his eyes filled with struggle and hesitation.
After a while, he took a deep breath, crawled over quietly, and dragged the blanket over.
As long as he could throw the blanket back on the bed before the male zerg woke up, it would be fine.
As long as he wasn’t discovered.
Ling shook the blanket and crawled inside.
The blanket carried a faint, elusive scent, like the summer rain. When Ling was enveloped in this scent, he suddenly remembered that it was the same scent from the male zerg earlier.
It felt as if he had fallen asleep in his arms…
Angrily, Ling punched the floor through the blanket.
Why did he have such strange thoughts? That male zerg was utterly useless except for his face!
———–
Lu Mo didn’t sleep well.
He had already gotten used to having Ling by his side, so he felt uncomfortable when Ling suddenly disappeared.
This caused him to wake up early in the morning.
On the floor, the thick blanket was rolled up like a caterpillar, and a strand of silver hair peeked out from the seams.
Lu Mo silently laughed for a long time.
Huh, was this how Ling slept when he was little? He thought Ling would have a more well-behaved sleeping posture…
Although he knew that Ling’s personality might still hide a lively side, considering that Ling always appeared elegant and calm in front of him, Lu Mo couldn’t help but imagine the specific details. It was quite surprising to see it now…
Oh, right.
Lu Mo quietly picked up the communicator from the bedside table and switched it to the camera function.
Then he tiptoed off the bed, aimed the camera lens at the caterpillar-like blanket on the floor, and gently pulled back a bit of the blanket.
Ling’s soft cheek rubbed against the blanket. He was sleeping deeply, his cheeks blushing, and combined with the lingering fluff on his face, he looked just like a dango.
So adorable.
Lu Mo couldn’t control his voice as he held the communicator. With his other hand covering his chest, he shouted in his heart:
My wife is the cutest in the world!!!
“Mmm…”
Perhaps due to the sudden increase in light, Ling’s eyelashes fluttered, gradually opening his eyes.
The male zerg with black hair and green eyes stared coldly at him. “My dear little slave, what are you doing? Without the owner’s permission, you—”
Before he could finish his sentence, Ling closed his eyes again, feeling his consciousness sinking deep…
“What’s wrong with you?”
“Ling?”
“Ling!”
The male zerg’s voice grew more distant, and Ling sighed. He was really sick.
To dream about that male zerg and worry about him so anxiously.
Author’s Note: Lu Mo is back to his old tricks, can’t neglect his acting skills.
This time, he’s taking on the role of the joyful schoolyard enemies in a youth campus drama.
Ling also had a naive side at some point.
Omg ling regressed during his estrus??? I can’t wait till when he gets back to normal, then well have some spicy scenes huh
Thanks for the chapter~~~
Good old amnesia script on board
Thank You for the new chapter (´,,•ω•,,)♡
I love good old Amnesia plot