It’s not easy to carry two eggs with you at all times.
The butler handed Lu Mo a cloth pouch, holding it firmly in his hand.
Lu Mo: “Do I look like I’m carrying two watermelons to the market?”
Ling looked at Lu Mo, a male zerg dressed in a well-tailored suit, who effortlessly exuded an air of elegance. But in his hand, he carried a cloth pouch at an inappropriate time.
The two eggs in the pouch brushed against the back of Lu Mo’s hand.
Even so, he still suited the role of a desktop background.
Reluctantly, Ling said, “It’s very fitting.”
Lu Mo raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything.
“Wait. Don’t move, just stay in that position.”
Ling seemed to have caught onto something. He brought down the fluttering camera from mid-air and aimed it at Lu Mo.
He slightly lowered the angle, and in the high-definition screen of the camera, the black-haired male zerg hooked his collar with one hand and looked at the camera with half-opened green eyes.
Ling pressed the shutter.
“Click.”
One by one, photos fell from the camera, capturing the little moments of their lives.
The two eggs wobbled and peeked their heads out, gazing at the stack of photos on the ground.
These were three months’ worth of records, with both eggs featured in every single photo.
——…
Regarding the first thing that happens after the eggs are born and come into the world.
Lu Mo: “The first thing, naturally…”
He pondered, and the well-trained butler, skilled in sharing the master’s worries, performed a bow. “The celebration banquet to honor the birth of the master’s offspring is already being prepared, and the invitations are ready as well.”
The birth of a new life is a beautiful thing, and the first thing to do is to hold a grand banquet to welcome the upcoming little masters.
Even the poorest families would dig into their savings and do their best to celebrate at a time like this.
A qualified butler naturally arranges everything in advance for the master. If the master has to remind the butler even about such a small matter, then it would be a complete dereliction of duty.
The butler lowered his head respectfully and said, “Please instruct me on the time for the banquet, Master.”
But Lu Mo was puzzled. “A banquet?”
The butler replied, “Yes.”
Lu Mo furrowed his brow and looked at the two quietly resting eggs, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
A scene unfolded in his mind.
On a table covered with a crimson tablecloth, the two eggs lay in soft nests, draped in bright red silk.
The silk also had exaggerated large red flowers.
“…”
Lu Mo’s mouth twitched as he drove that image away from his mind.
He said, “I don’t plan to hold a banquet.”
The butler was momentarily stunned, but he didn’t question Lu Mo’s decision, even though it overturned the preparations he had made for days.
He lowered his head and said, “Understood. I will comply with your instructions.”
The first thing after the hatching of zerg eggs is not to hold a grand ball but to give them names.
When Ling opened the door, this is what he saw:
The window was wide open, and the warm winter sun illuminated the entire room. Lu Mo sat behind a mahogany desk, a pair of glasses perched on his nose.
His broad shoulders easily supported his shirt, and the high collar rested elegantly on his graceful chin.
And by his side, the two eggs lay together on the table, Lu Mo’s coat serving as a cushion underneath.
Lu Mo: “I’m naming them.”
Ling approached. “You seem… like you’re struggling with something.”
Lu Mo took a deep breath and threw the book he was holding.
He couldn’t understand the rules of the zerg world.
Just the matter of names alone was all over the place. For example, his own name was Lu Mo, but Ling had a single character in his name. And his dear former rebel friend was named Morr Aidin.
And now, he realized that these were just the tip of the iceberg in the zerg civilization.
In the zerg world, there were even names that spanned three hundred characters long—though, of course, that was a clear exception; otherwise, they wouldn’t have been recorded.
After a morning of reading, his empty mind retained nothing but a female voice singing:
“[Dara bang ba Ban Di Beidi Boduobilu Weng]”
… Let’s spare him.
Lu Mo gazed at Ling, saying, “Why are there so many different types of names?”
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Most importantly, there seemed to be some peculiar traditions. For example, he was called Lu Mo, but his deceased male zerg father was called Lu Eric Fick C. Lohmann.
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Yatfgklrf, atf kbgv mbeca bo atlr afza kbeiv qgbyjyis lcmgfjrf ys afc atberjcv kbgvr, ktlmt kbeiv yf afgglyif.
Olcu qlmxfv eq atf ybbx jcv uijcmfv ja la, j tlca bo jwerfwfca lc tlr fsfr.
Lf vgjuufv bnfg j mtjlg jcv rja yfrlvf Oe Zb. “Ktf hfgu mlnlilhjalbc kjrc’a mbwqifaf ogbw atf yfulcclcu. Pc atf jcmlfca jcv lucbgjca fgj, kf kfgf rmjaafgfv jmgbrr njglber qijcfar, vfnfibqlcu beg bkc mlnlilhjalbcr.”
“After thousands of chaotic years and over seven hundred years of war, the zerg civilization finally achieved its current unity. Those civilizations gradually merged together, and it’s difficult now to trace their origins.”
Ling pointed at the table with his finger, his voice calm. “However, we can still trace some aspects of history from certain details. For example, these complex naming practices are traces left by various civilizations.”
Lu Mo looked at him, his interest piqued.
Ling paused for a moment and explained, “Mr. Lai Yin… before joining the military, he studied history, so he occasionally talks about historical matters.”
Lu Mo contemplated, “The naming practices left by various civilizations…”
His body leaned forward slightly, and at this angle, the sunlight fell perfectly into his eyes, turning his irises into a golden-green color.
Ling was taken aback. “Yes, what’s the matter?”
With one hand propping up his chin, Lu Mo said, “Ling, do you know? It’s not recorded in books, and hardly anyone knows, but it did exist—a very fragile and beautiful civilization.”
“A… blue civilization.”
Ling gazed deeply at Lu Mo, observing the smile at the corners of his mouth.
It was a gentle and nostalgic smile.
Unable to help himself, Ling said, “Do you really like it?”
Lu Mo whispered, “It’s more than just liking.”
He came from that blue planet—it was his place of origin.
Ling held Lu Mo’s hand, and Lu Mo turned to look at him.
His face still held a lingering fondness.
Ling looked into Lu Mo’s eyes and said, “Every zerg’s name is a reminiscence of those histories, isn’t it?”
Lu Mo stared at Ling, and after a moment, his eyes gradually brightened.
“I think I know what they should be called.”
Lu Mo picked up a black permanent marker and delicately wrote down the names on the two eggs.
“It’s done.”
He capped the marker, feeling satisfied. Ling’s gaze moved past his shoulder and landed on the two eggs.
On the white female zerg egg was written: [Lu Huaming].
On the red-patterned male zerg egg was written: [Lu Qianshan].
“Click.”
The little robot shook its wings, and the transparent system gadget clicked, pressing the shutter.
The female and male zergs were side by side, their names neatly written on the eggs.
—
The quality of the permanent marker was too good—it didn’t wash off even after three weeks.
Although part of the reason was that the two eggs didn’t want to wash it off either. They would carefully avoid that area when bathing.
They were wearing floaties and floating on the water’s surface, with the side bearing their names always facing up.
Amidst the steam, Lu Mo looked at them thoughtfully.
Wouldn’t they turn into poached eggs?
He rolled up his sleeves to his elbows and took off his boots, standing barefoot on the bathroom floor.
His pant legs also got wet, but Lu Mo didn’t mind. The communicator in his pocket buzzed, and with wet hands, he picked it up and accepted a video call.
“Lord Lu Mo, I heard that you don’t plan to hold the banquet anymore?”
On the other end of the communicator, Morr nervously stared at the screen. “To be honest, the entire zerg race is looking forward to the banquet for the two zerg cubs…”
Lu Mo toyed with the communicator with his fingertips. “Troublesome.”
Morr scratched his cheek, understanding the sentiment. “Indeed, indeed, I felt the same when I was preparing the banquet for my younger brother… I mean, no!!”
He suddenly realized that he had veered off course and quickly corrected himself. “Um, um, do you have any plans to film a vlog…?”
Since the release of the previous vlog, it had caused a tremendous reaction among the zerg race—receiving overwhelming praise.
Even Morr, who was responsible for the preparations, hadn’t anticipated such a positive outcome.
His biggest expectation was to make the zerg race realize that this kind of love was also acceptable.
However, a month after the vlog was released, a peculiar phenomenon occurred.
Unmarried male zergs from various regions showed up at marriage registration offices, accompanied by female zergs.
They were registering not as female slaves or female attendants but as genuine female monarchs.
—This scale, this extent, couldn’t be coincidental.
It couldn’t be achieved with just one vlog; how could centuries-old customs be reversed in an instant?
But the results of the inquiry left Morr dumbfounded for a long time.
“Actually… I had already decided to make her my female monarch a long time ago.” The young male zerg blushed. “But I didn’t dare before. The ridicule of my peers, the pressure from my family, and most importantly… my female monarch thought it would ruin me. He refused my proposal no matter what.”
“Until he saw that vlog, he finally understood that it wouldn’t ruin me… After all, the only S-level male zergs in the zerg race are doing the same. What reason does he have to hesitate?”
…
Underneath the frozen surface, faint undercurrents had long been stirring.
As such, Morr was extremely excited about Lu Mo’s banquet. But now, why was it canceled?
Ah, ah, ah, ah, Lord Lu Mo!!
Lu Mo’s lips curled up. “No vlog either.”
Morr: qaq
“I’m hanging up.”
Morr watched as his enthusiasm wilted. “Oh… Okay… Sorry to bother you…”
Lu Mo had been troubled too much during this time, even though he didn’t have an obligation to do so.
Morr let out a sigh and dejectedly watched as Lu Mo reached to turn off the screen.
Just then, he heard Lu Mo’s words.
“No banquet, no vlog, but there will be a live broadcast.”
Morr was momentarily stunned, then excitedly shouted, “Really?!!”
The screen went black.
Morr hugged the communicator, doing a flip like a carp and rolling onto the bed, wrapping himself in the blanket like a pancake.
This is great!!
Lu Mo turned off the communicator, returned it to his pocket, and retrieved two round eggs from the water.
He left the bathroom and placed a vine-woven nest near the window, hanging the two eggs by the window.
Stepping back, Lu Mo tilted his head to admire the two eggs. They responded to the two moons outside, and Lu Mo couldn’t help but open the window.
Hmm, he nodded earnestly.
This way, he could absorb the essence of the sun and moon more fully.
Ling’s hand rested on the windowsill, and his other hand adjusted the position of the eggs—they now displayed the names written in permanent marker.
The wind in the distance carried a light and distant melody, flowing into the room.
The aristocrats of the imperial capital could never be without banquets.
“Ling.”
Ling turned his head and saw Lu Mo take a step back, gracefully performing a classical gesture.
With his right hand, palm facing up, he extended it towards Ling.
“The night is perfect…”
Lu Mo looked up. “Would you, my handsome female monarch, honor me with the pleasure of dancing with you?”
Usually, it was the female zerg who extended the invitation, and Lu Mo’s gesture followed the standard invitation etiquette.
A hint of a smile grazed Ling’s lips as he raised his chin, just as Lu Mo usually did—elegantly placing his hand on top. “It’s my honor as well.”
Silver moonlight bathed the room, accompanied by a faint melody. The two tall figures cast long shadows on the floor.
The two eggs in the vine swayed gently to the rhythm of the song.
The half-asleep system gadget rested on the camera robot, and its paw fell “clack” onto the shutter button.
“Click.”
—
There were dozens of such photos on the floor, stacked thickly.
Under the starry sky, Ling lay on the grass, staring blankly at the sky.
Lu Mo lowered his head and leaned in to kiss him.
In the midst of the lively celebration, Lu Mo leaned out of the attic, his upper body protruding, and the two eggs on the windowsill also secretly peeked out their heads…
…
Today, they were making a photo collection, and the developed photos were scattered all over the floor. Ling picked up the last photo.
Lu Mo, holding the two eggs, looked incredibly handsome.
“Lord Lu—”
Ling held the camera robot, but as soon as he looked up, his pupils shrank to a point.
The two eggs slowly tilted their heads out of the cloth bag, finally surpassing the balance point and falling out.
As they were about to hit the floor, at the last moment, two hands appeared out of thin air and securely caught them.
One hand wore a white glove—it belonged to Ling.
The other hand was clean and slender—it belonged to Lu Mo.
…
…
They looked at each other, simultaneously releasing a sigh of relief.
Before they could exhale completely, a chilling “crack” sound echoed.
“Crack.”
“Crack.”
On both eggs, simultaneously, a hidden crack appeared, and the crack began to expand. Eventually, it crossed the entire eggshell.
At that moment, the system perked up attentively.
As a qualified system, it never forgot its duty.
In the instant the eggshell cracked, it sensed the breath of life.
When the main persona left this world, it also revoked most of its permissions, which resulted in the recent malfunctions of the system.
Among the revoked permissions were the advanced technologies.
The system circled in the air, activating the remaining permissions.
This was its grand finale—
A live broadcast of the zerg race hatching from their eggs!
At the same time, all the zerg individuals browsing the internet saw the system’s live broadcast room.
At first, they hadn’t realized what was happening, but when they saw Lu Mo and Ling, as well as the eggs they were holding—
The barrage of screams flooded the entire screen in an instant!
“Help, I can’t breathe!!”
“Both eggs!! They’re hatching together!!!”
“It’s Lu Mo and Ling’s eggs, oh my god!!! Can I really witness this with my own eyes?!”
“I’m dead, I’m dead, I’m dead, I’m dead, I can’t survive this!”
…
Lu Mo felt as if his heart had stopped beating. He stared tightly at the egg in his hand—it was the red-patterned male zerg egg.
In that moment, his mind went blank, devoid of any thoughts.
Time seemed to stretch out.
He could see how the crack gradually expanded, becoming irreparable. Fragments fell from the edge of the crack.
Then, a piece of the eggshell was “pushed” open!
Lu Mo saw a pair of red eyes, just as beautiful as Ling’s.
From the egg…a baby suddenly emerged.
He had black hair, red eyes, and a fair face as if meticulously carved from porcelain, resembling an exquisite and beautiful snow doll.
Those red eyes, after recognizing Lu Mo, lit up abruptly.
He reached out his hand towards Lu Mo, his delicate fingers grasping Lu Mo’s slender index finger.
One hand could only hold onto one finger.
Lu Mo turned his head in confusion and looked at Ling.
In Ling’s hand, a silver head emerged from the egg, with emerald green eyes that mirrored Lu Mo’s.
Sitting on the ground, Ling beckoned with his hand, hooking the finger of the little female zerg, and chuckled softly, “Lu Huaming.”
The little female zerg nuzzled Ling’s hand affectionately, emitting a faint sound.
Only then did Lu Mo look at the little male zerg in his hand and moved his finger after a long while.
“You are…Lu Qianshan.”
“Click.”
“Click.”
The system held the camera robot and frantically pressed the shutter.
Ah, they were so small, Lu Mo and Ling.
Ah, so happy, oh!
Unbeknownst to everyone, the two newborn zerg babies turned their heads slightly and looked in the direction of the system.
In their eyes, the system’s reflection was mirrored.
Author’s Note: I wish everyone can find an anchor in their inner world.
That way, they will never feel anxious.
THANK YOU TRANSLATOR ONLYFORNOVELS FOR TRANSLATING THIS PRECIOUS STORY FOR US!!!!
I LOVE THIS STORY SO MUCH AND YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH HAPPINESS I FELT WHEN I REACHED THE SIDE STORIES!!!!!
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR WORK!!!
THANK YOU TRANSLATOR ONLYFORNOVELS FOR TRANSLATING THIS PRECIOUS STORY FOR US!!!!
I LOVE THIS STORY SO MUCH AND YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH HAPPINESS I FELT WHEN I REACHED THE SIDE STORIES!!!!!
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Woops. Too many comments. Sorry for that.
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Awwwwww babiessas. Wait, they can see the system????
Thanks for the chapter~~~
This story is so CUTE. Thanks for all the hardworking translator ( *´・ω)/(；д； )
Hard work*
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I loved it
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Adorable! Thank you for the translation!
Waaah… thanks author and translator.
Thank you sooooo much for translating this wonderful story.
I am also grateful to the author for writing this wonderful story!!!!!!
And I also look forward to the upcoming updates on the rest of the extras.
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I love it!!! Such a beautiful story❤️❤️❤️
Thank you for the translation. I feel like i will read again this novel.
They bath eggs…? O.O it’s quite weird, buT-KIDS ARE HERE!!!! ,(つ≧▽≦)つ
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Stop they’re so cute😭😭😭
They can see the system!!!
Thank you for translating this! It really brought me back from reading danmei again. I’m currently in a reading slump and this danmei helped me get through it! 😊
Ahh?! They see the System? It’ll never get away now!
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I wish I could find an anchor as well😭😭😭😭 this story was so beautiful