APUTFFZG Chapter 20

Translator: Deyonna

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When he was in the laboratory, the researchers had injected him with inducers every hour to disrupt his estrus period as much as possible.

By the end, his body had become so sensitive that even moving air suffocated him. He had been completely engulfed in sensory chaos, with nothing left but the instinct to fight for survival.

Countless pairs of eyes had watched him convulse and twitch, twisted by torment into something shapeless. Their expressions were mocking and contemptuous, as if they were observing a lab mouse behaving abnormally.

They had even called him degenerate.

At the time, Xi Ze hadn't thought he was degenerate.

Most of the researchers who had conducted illegal experiments on zergs later died at his hands. The rest had survived only because they were already incapacitated, having been unable to withstand the strong electric current and fallen into comas.

Later, he was passed around between various parties, enduring all manner of torture. Even so, he held on for five years through sheer willpower, never showing weakness or resigning himself to fate.

In the end, when he was on the brink of death, the male zerg reached out a hand to him.

He was taken to the hospital for treatment, then brought back to a warm home. Within barely a dozen days, the defense line he had held for five years was easily breached.

How could there be such a male zerg in this world?

He was so gentle and pure that he should have been surrounded by roses, treasures, praise, and love. He shouldn't have had to look at ragged, struggling stray dogs on the street, let alone trouble himself with such dirty, tedious matters.

Every time Ye Er cleaned his bloody wounds, carefully applied medicine, bandaged them, and dealt with the messy aftermath, Xi Ze could hardly suppress his fear and shame.

But he couldn't manage a single flattering word, and in the end he could only say a quiet, awkward thank you.

"What about here? Does it hurt?"

He heard a pleasant, clear, patient voice by his ear, and he could feel the male zerg watching him intently as his long fingers gently massaged the injured area.

It was clearly genuine concern, and proper treatment. Yet he couldn't hold back the sounds escaping his throat. Sweat dripped onto the male zerg's fingertips, and the waterproof sheet beneath him became a mess.

He suddenly understood what it meant to be depraved.

Xi Ze trembled incessantly, almost unable to speak. He could only bite his knuckles harder, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed a stifled sob.

"What's wrong?"

The male zerg seemed to pause, thinking he had hurt him, and quickly withdrew his hand. "Did I press on your wound?"

"Don't…"

In his lightheaded state, he felt the male zerg's breath move away. A huge wave of panic instantly surged in his chest, and he shouted instinctively, "Don't go...!"

"Then what's wrong?"

The file didn't mention this situation either. Ye Er was a bit at a loss. With his bare hand, he pulled away Xi Ze's hand covering his face, wanting to check his condition.

Xi Ze seemed to flinch but did not resist, obediently exposing himself to the probing gaze.

Ye Er was stunned for a moment.

His fingertips cautiously touched the female zerg's face and felt a faintly cold dampness.

"Are you okay?"

He asked softly, unsure whether to pull his hand back.

Perhaps today isn't a good time for treatment. If Xi Ze is really uncomfortable, it'll have to wait until next time.

However, something soft rubbed against his palm, and stray hairs slipped between his fingers, bringing a subtle, tingling itch.

The female zerg had lowered his head toward Ye Er's hand and was lightly rubbing his nose against the palm.

A trembling, indistinct sound escaped his throat. After a while, he managed to suppress his gasps and muffled sobs. "Continue... Male Lord, you can continue."

It's best to treat it in one go. Ye Er paused for a moment, then decided to continue to the next step.

"Okay, next I'm going to apply medicine inside your womb. It may hurt a bit, so bear with it. If you can't stand it, just tell me, alright?"

"...Mn."

Despite his clearly abnormal condition, the female zerg neither resisted nor showed any sign of reverting to his true zerg form. He was exceptionally obedient, complying with his every word and behaving very well.

Ye Er picked up a syringe from the nearby tray, pierced a small bottle next to it, drew out half a tube of bright red liquid, and mixed it with another medicine.

He had specifically asked Hughes and confirmed that blood could be used for treatment instead of □□*. Moreover, the effect would be even better. 100 cc of blood could cover the entire course of treatment.

*Censored, but it's definitely semen.

Ye Er cleared his throat, removed the needle from the syringe so that only the blunt injection port remained, and carefully disinfected it again.

The treatment was very draining. By the time he withdrew the empty syringe, Ye Er's wrist was completely stiff, and a sharp twinge shot through it once he loosened up.

Xi Ze's pajama top was already soaked with sweat, rising and falling with his rapid breaths. Even the muscles in his thighs were spasming slightly from having been tense for so long.

But Ye Er hadn't said it was done, so he held his original posture, trying hard to restrain the tremors and spasms, obediently leaving himself in the male zerg's hands.

"It's done."

Ye Er comforted the female zerg softly and gently withdrew his hand, then massaged his* stiff muscles until they went soft and limp. "Rest for a while. I'll give you some mental guidance too."

*Xi Ze

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This was Ye Er's second time entering Xi Ze's mental landscape.

Fine, cold, moist snow fell on the tip of his nose. Before his eyes lay an endless wasteland under gentle snowfall, and in the distance the mountains stretched out desolately.

The lingering, bone-chilling wind stirred up fine snow and ice and enveloped him, yet he felt no trace of cold.

All the rejection and resistance vanished without a trace, turning into a soft touch between his fingers.

Xi Ze vaguely felt the source of his mental power, which had been buried in the snow, being drawn out.

The bewildered little creature, its fur all puffed up, shivered and huddled against the male zerg's leg, whining and whimpering softly.

Ye Er looked down and saw only a blurry, translucent ball of light, but he knew what it was.

It was the manifestation of the source of his mental power.

This topic remains a gray area in Zerg research: there are only a few top-level zergs, and not every one of them can manifest it.

Ye Er pondered for a moment, then reached out and scratched the little creature's chin.

Then he successfully got himself a sticky, soft little dumpling, doubled in size, which lay boneless in his palm, exposing its fragile belly, acting spoiled and seeking comfort.

The mental power's senses are fully linked to the main body.

Xi Ze could clearly sense that, after being scratched, the little creature was elated. Like a rogue, it squeezed against the male zerg's calf, seeking attention, acting silly, and rubbing up and down, completely ignoring the embarrassment of its main body.

Really... it has no shame.

But it couldn't be denied that the mental power ball directly reflected the core of his deepest emotions.

But at least…

Xi Ze's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty as he forced himself not to be led astray.

Ye Er didn't notice his embarrassment. He kept playing with the little guy in his palm with great interest, only picking it up and holding it against his chest once he'd had enough fun.

He stood up and looked at the vast snowy wasteland before him, narrowing his eyes slightly.

The feeling was very strange. His mental power was connected to Xi Ze's mental landscape: when he opened his eyes, he could see the female zerg in the real world, and when he closed them, he was immersed in the mental landscape.

After some thought, he walked in the direction his memory guided him.

The outline of a cabin faintly appeared at the edge of his vision, becoming clearer as he approached.

"Creak, creak…"

The small wooden lamp still hung by the window, swaying in the wind and casting a warm halo of light at the doorway.

Ye Er pushed the door open and walked in. There was nothing inside, but as soon as the door closed, the wind and snow were shut out completely, and with his mental power hovering over him, the space filled with a soothing warmth.

The little dumpling, which had been limp in the male zerg's arms, poked its head out upon sensing the warm air, and was lifted by the scruff of its neck and set on the ground.

"I didn't expect it to be preserved so well."

Ye Er looked around, a little surprised. After some thought, he decided to renovate the inside a bit. "It seems a bit small."

A mental landscape is like a fantasy space where "words become reality," driven by mental power. Perhaps as a result of the previous mental guidance, he could sense that some degree of access to the landscape had been opened to him.

Ye Er tilted his head in thought, then snapped his fingers.

When he opened his eyes again, the small single room of wooden boards was gone, transformed into a large wooden house.

Thick knitted rugs, a small sofa so soft one could sink right into it, a table in front with hot tea and pastries, and the indispensable crackling fireplace.

This medieval décor might truly be out of place in the interstellar era, and the female zerg might find it very strange.

But for someone from the south who had never seen heavy snow, plus Ye Er's own fantasies about the depths of snowy mountains... In short, a super warm fireplace was a must!

The burning firewood crackled softly, giving off an exceptionally warm heat. The little creature curiously approached the fireplace and got fluffed up by the heat. The howling wind outside seemed to calm down as well.

Ye Er had wanted to keep exploring a while longer, but realizing it was getting late, he closed his eyes and let his mental power roam the landscape, beginning the deep mental guidance.

The cold wind carried the warm current of his mental power, sweeping through barren mountains and vast snowfields, melting layers of ice and snow, and healing the cracked, parched soil beneath.

The damage in this small world far exceeded his imagination.

Ye Er furrowed his brow slightly.

It was like reviving a barren piece of land and making it fit for vegetation again: the restoration was incredibly long and tedious.

The situation was far from optimistic, but fortunately the spring that had arrived showed no sign of retreating. It melted the snow relentlessly until the raging snowstorm outside the house subsided.

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Ye Er returned after washing his hands and found the female zerg still lying on the bed, curled up slightly on his side.

He had half-closed his eyes, breathing wearily and silently, his limp figure rising and falling with each breath, warmth radiating from every pore.

After a few glances, Ye Er couldn't help reaching out to touch his back. His hand, still cold from the water, made Xi Ze's body tremble and drew a faint sound through his nose.

"Male Lord…"

Xi Ze stirred, seemingly regaining some clarity. He turned around and clasped his hand to his chest, called out, but said nothing more.

It's time to ask the female zerg to wash up and rest.

Ye Er thought so, but he didn't make a move.

[You have already broken through the numb shell that endures pain and seen the soft heart laid bare beneath it.

—Treat it kindly. Give it kisses, not thorns.]*

*From N_ightingale on Weibo

He couldn't remember where he had seen those words, but at this very moment they surfaced in his mind so fittingly.

Ye Er thought for a moment, then suddenly bent down and pressed a comforting kiss to the female zerg's forehead.

The female zerg's body jerked in a tremor. His eyes snapped open, and he looked at Ye Er, his breathing quickening.

"Why…"

His voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible. He reached out and placed his hand on Ye Er's shoulder, unsure whether he wanted to push him away or pull him closer.

Ye Er, however, had no intention of explaining that kiss. He gently pressed the corners of the female zerg's eyes, wiping away the tears that had seeped out again.

"Let 015 help you wash up and go to bed early."

His voice was gentle and soothing.

"Good night."

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