After Transmigrating Into a Villain Cannon Fodder Male Zerg

The racial characteristics of the Zerg are sometimes very weird.

The stronger the females, the shallower their desires and desires. The top S-class males may not be able to usher in their love, tide, and period all year round.

From a scientific point of view, it may be because the energy consumed to breed insect eggs is too large, and the higher the qualification of the insect eggs, the more energy is required.In order to avoid the situation of being exhausted, the body mechanism of higher females will spontaneously suppress estrus, tide and period.

For example, Ling, there are rumors that he has been recorded in the files for decades, but he is still ascetic and has no activity.

Males are just the opposite.

The more powerful the males are, the higher their desires and desires are. Today, among the A-level male circles in the imperial capital, the one with the most females on record has even reached 370 two.

But today, when males are scarce, even low-ranking males are required to marry as many females as possible, so as to lay more eggs at a suitable age for reproduction.

Few males know that such behavior can take a huge toll on their lifespan.

This is their obligation.

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"I feel terrible……"

When Dr. Yae pressed the button, the originally spacious and bright special ward suddenly fell into darkness.

The air is filled with the smell of icy rain, and the concentration is too wet and heavy. When people smell it, they can't help but think of a majestic thunderstorm night.

But there was a subtle smell of blood and rust in it.It came from the wild battlefield filled with gunpowder, brought by the strong wind from the border of life and death, the scorching ominous atmosphere.

In the small room, these two atmospheres are subtly blended together.

The tide washed away the smell of blood, and was dyed with a hot burning feeling, flowing and shaking in the room in an ambiguous way, just like warm water exuding a warm fragrance in the same room.

Lu Mo narrowed his eyes, and a small, orange lamp lit up beside the bed.

With this light, he saw a tall figure, which was very familiar.

He moved closer to himself, and the light illuminated his delicate double-breasted boots, his slender and tight legs wrapped in thick fabrics, and then his thin and powerful waistline—and that was it.

Lu Mo made a gasp of dissatisfaction.

The other party seemed to feel his mood, and said with a light smile, "Master."

Lu Mo opened his eyes wide in the darkness: "Come here."

So he bent down towards Lu Mo, and Lu Mo could see his neck, like a swan; the sharp chin had an elegant arc; the straight bridge of the nose was slightly sweaty.

Finally, there is a pair of extremely beautiful red eyes, filled with a warm yellow light, as if sprinkled with a layer of gold powder.

Ling wore a pair of black leather gloves on his hands. He pressed one hand on Lu Mo's shoulder, and the other hand went around the back of his head to untie the hair he had tied up in the morning.

The long silver hair suddenly slanted down like running water and landed on Lu Mo.

The distance between them is too close.

Lu Mo subconsciously wanted to lean back, but the hand on his shoulder pressed the back of his head, preventing him from flinching.

"Wait……"

There was a soft touch on his lips, eating up the rest of his breath.

The female hugged her very well. He sat obediently on Lu Mo's lap, but he was careful not to sit firmly. His tall body was just right for Lu Mo to embrace.

And Lu Mo's hands wrapped around the female's narrow waist, and the two fit together as if they were forged.

It wasn't until a minute later that Lu Mo almost passed out from suffocation that the female finally let him go.

The female bent down and whispered in Lu Mo's ear, with a smile in her voice: "Don't be nervous, remember to breathe."

Lu Mo glared at him angrily, his cheeks burning slightly.

Stared at by him, the female couldn't help but suffocate her breath, and then took Lu Mo's hand: "If the male lord can't, I can teach you."

Lu Mo's hand was pulled and stretched into the folds of the military uniform. He felt the touch of the thin shirt, and the warm skin and flesh under the shirt.

"You, you haven't completely transformed yet."

The voice of the female was trembling inaudibly, "So we can only make a preliminary bond, but..."

He lowered his head, rubbed the tip of his nose against Lu Mo's hand, and looked at Lu Mo with raised eyelids.

"Do you want to touch my wings?"

There was a "swish" sound in the air, and Lu Mo saw two pairs of huge transparent wings protruding from the back of the female insect.

This is a very beautiful, very beautiful wing, so beautiful that it reminds him of the legendary elf's wings.

Against the light, you can see the fine phosphor powder on it, refracting a faint blue light, but if you change the angle a little, the light will change to another hue.

Viewed from different angles, the wings appear colorful.

Lu Mo couldn't help reaching out his hand and touching it lightly.

"Well--"

The female worm made a low, long sound, and fell powerlessly on Lu Mo's shoulder.

Ling never imagined that the two pairs of hard and sharp wings that support him in the battle are so unbearable...

The moment Lu Mo touched them, Ling's entire body trembled.

Seeing the male's curious eyes, Ling couldn't help stretching out his hand to cover his face: "Forget it, we'll stop here today—"

Ling widened his eyes in shock.

The male worm refused to let go as if he had found some treasure, but opened his mouth slightly, and squeezed the tips of Ling's wings.

He was not fully awake, his eyes were pure and innocent, he kept staring at Ling with a smile on his lips.

"Don't go..."

"Wait, wait!" Ling Chao stretched out his hand to Lu Mo, but it fell weakly in the air, barely grabbing the bedding.

It's still a long time...

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three hours later.

Dr. Ya'e waited eagerly at the door, waited, waited, waited, and almost fell asleep, when the closed door finally opened with a click.

Only the male came out alone, and the female doctor said, "Eh, eh?"

Lu Mo stretched out his hand and made a silent gesture: "He is very tired, don't disturb him."

The cold voice of the system sounded in his mind: [He is not very tired, he is dying. 】

Lu Mo's eyes lit up: [Then my scumbag...]

System: [Don't even think about it, at most he died of frost. 】

Lu Mo regretted: [Okay...]

"Humph."

At this moment, a cold snort full of contempt attracted Lu Mo's attention. He turned his head and saw through the transparent glass that Song Jianshu in the next ward had also woken up.

Half of his body was covered with bandages, and he looked as funny as a mummy. Lu Mo couldn't hold back half of his mouth.

Song Jianshu looked at him as if he was going to eat him raw.

But in the end, the other party still endured it, and said to Dr. Yafe in a gentle voice: "How is it, can we test now?"

Song Jianshu could tell that Lu Mo and Ling hadn't formed a contract, and there was still time, as long as he could pinch each other in the cradle in time, there would be no problems.

Dr. Ya'en nodded, took out professional equipment from one side, and said to Lu Mo, "Please sit down here, and roll your sleeves up to your forearms."

"it is good."

The sharp needle pierced Lu Mo's arm, and bright red blood slowly flowed into the vial.

The corner of Song Jianshu's mouth revealed an inevitable smile.

Lu Mo propped his chin with one hand, and suddenly said: "Song Jianshu, can you afford that much money? Otherwise, forget it, I have money, and the car will be paid back in a month. If you lose— —”

He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "How much of Wenger's property is left? I'm afraid he will go bankrupt, right?"

Hmph, trying to trick him.

Of course Song Jianshu would not be fooled, he said coldly: "I would like to remind you that if you use prohibited items without permission and hurt another high-ranking male, you will be punished for several crimes, even if you are a male, you will be sent to a reformation center." go inside."

"It makes sense." Lu Mo nodded and said, "Why don't we place another bet?"

Song Jianshu was taken aback for a moment, and a bad premonition flashed in his heart.

But seeing Lu Mo's confident expression, he felt at ease instead. The more guilty a person is, the more he likes to pretend to be calm.

It's just a struggle before death.

Song Jianshu: "But it's okay to say."

Lu Mo's knuckles tapped on the table: "If I win, you can give me the residence right of your imperial capital."

Looking at Song Jianshu's flickering eyes, Lu Mo said quietly, "Why, are you afraid?"

"how could be!"

Song Jianshu gritted his teeth: "Then what if you lose?"

"You can take any of the things I own." Lu Mo moved his left hand regularly in the air, "Factories, cash, mine development rights, take your pick."

Song Jianshu stared at Lu Mo: "Are you sure?"

Lu Mo leaned back and leaned on the wide chair back: "I will never regret it."

Song Jianshu's eyes flickered frantically, and he looked at Lu Mo in surprise, as if he wanted to see some flaws from his impeccable and leisurely expression.

This may be one of the most difficult choices in his life.

Time passed bit by bit, and Dr. Yafe, who was doing the test with his head sullen, was covered in sweat. He picked up the sample and was about to go to the test room, but Lu Mo held down his hand.

Lu Mo glanced at his hand with a smile: "Doctor, why are your hands shaking?"

Yanu glanced at Song Jianshu subconsciously, and the other party's face darkened instantly.

Originally, I wanted to procrastinate until the test results came out.In a short period of time, he learned that this female doctor was his loyal fan and would definitely hint at his results.

"Hurry up." Lu Mo whistled, "You have to make a decision quickly, this blood will also lose its effect, I don't want to suffer again!"

Song Jianshu's eyes flicked back and forth, surprise and uncertainty, certainty and apprehension, these completely different expressions changed back and forth on his face, and cold sweat dripped down his face.

Wenger was extremely worried: "My lord, or forget it..."

Song Jianshu gave him a sharp look, and was about to get angry, but laughed out loud as if thinking of something.

Lu Mo frowned and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Song Jianshu's pure black eyes stared at Lu Mo: "Can you say anything?"

Lu Mo nodded: "Indeed."

Song Jianshu pointed out, "Then I want him."

The direction he pointed was exactly the room where Ling was.