Insect Mother Resurrection

The Fresnels are zerg, or at least they once were. They are a heterogeneous group among the large and chaotic Zerg tribe that have been stripped off, transformed, and forcibly twisted into "humanoid" shapes. The big explosion at the experimental site killed all the Zerg, but created the entire Fresnel civilization today. They have human form, but retain some of the Zerg's physiological characteristics, social structure and some instincts. The core of which is the absolute obedience to "pheromone" and "king", as well as the pathological desire for the will of the group deep in their genes. As the king of the Fernels, Aslan awaits his own death. Starnet said that he was a famous tyrant. The Fresnels were invincible on the interstellar battlefield. Shouldn't they kneel down under the tyrant? Aslan did not want to deny this, although he believed that he was not a tyrant, he was just a little colder and colder about showing love. The Freynel people adhere to the rule of king supremacy. The entire star field is the king's territory, and every Freynel person on the territory is the king's asset. Aslan therefore has countless royal husbands in name. Unfortunately, the system told him that these royal husbands would eventually kill him because a king with purer blood than his would soon be born. The criteria for judging a king are multiple dimensions, the most important of which is giving birth to children. And he happened to be the king with the lowest ability to give birth in the history of the entire race, a deformed, powerful, defective product sitting on the throne. How ironic? The only thing that supported him as a king was probably that his honey production was so high that it was impossible to predict. The overly young silver-haired king raised his hand, and gently pressed the left side of his neck with his pale and slender fingers through the soft material. There, under the skin, were his glands, which were slowly secreting a golden, viscous liquid - Wang Mi. It is the essence that contains high concentrations of pheromones, energy and active substances. It is a necessity for Fresnel warriors to maintain mental stability, stimulate fighting spirit, and even maintain vitality when seriously injured. Especially for those elites who have been fighting on the front lines of interstellar battlefields for a long time. When the mental load and genetic erosion reach critical points, regularly obtaining and absorbing royal honey is the only way to prevent them from falling into madness or genetic collapse. He didn't need to explain it to anyone, let alone deny it. History is written by the victor, and his "victory" is destined to end at the moment when pure blood breaks out of its shell. He was just waiting, waiting for his destined death to come in a dramatic enough way. Until that day, the alien coalition troops came to the city, claiming to have a "real pure-blooded new king". The Fresnel army, which was on the verge of collapse, all turned back and looked at their proud tyrant. The system was happy and ready to call it a day, but none of the assassinations and betrayals that were key to the plot happened. The tyrant turned the tide and almost died in front of them, looking down at the invaders coldly and arrogantly. The honorific title that the Frenel people once abandoned resounded under the clouds at this moment - "King." The so-called pure-blooded new king is nothing more than a monster transformed in a human laboratory. Like the tyrant, he is unable to give birth to children. But only a few Frenels knew that the tyrant had an heir before he lost his memory. The terrifying and bloodthirsty pure-blooded Zerg are about to resurrect in the king's body. After the king returned, he lost his memory. He still looked coldly at the servants under his seat, a group of terrible New Fernels who were no longer what they used to be. "Who am I?" "You are the king of Fresnel." "Who are you?" He pressed his lower back, which was inexplicably sore. They were silent for a moment. "It is your asset." The vertical-eyed Fresnel man whispered, took a step forward, knelt down on one knee at a safe distance, and looked up at him, "It is your sharpest and most loyal knife." "Also... A sinner." Sinner? Aslan tilted his head slightly. This word couldn't touch his empty memory, but it made the stagnant feeling inside his body move slightly. The fluctuations came from deep in the abdominal cavity and were fleeting. The moment he returned to the throne, the gaze of the heir below suddenly became extremely bright in an instant. Aslan realized something and instinctively leaned back into the depths of the throne, looking down coldly. Something is wrong. He is not just a returning king. His originally empty pregnancy sac also brought back a secret, which was enough to subvert all the established rules of the Fresnel people. ◆ The cold and wise king is attacked by x crazy criticizing Wang Fu ◆ He is the strongest, and essentially all the Zerg beg him to live. ◆ On the throne are hatched eggs of unknown offspring, the Insect Mother Supreme, which is the traditional resurrection culture of the Zerg race. ◆ Attack many, Xiong Jing, Shura Field, attack Du Jie, be firm and not np, because the insect mother only has one king husband ◆ The insect mother is supreme. The Zerg have emotional disorders, but they love the insect mother very much. ◆ The fictional background has nothing to do with reality. Please do not substitute it into reality. The protagonist is critical and rebellious against unreasonable social structures and bad habits. He does not agree with or promotes the use of unreasonable social systems to persecute others and seeks to coexist in equality and peace. —— "As an omega general, you must be beautiful and strong" Qi Yuan, the legend of the Lucifer Military Academy of the Interstellar Federation. He is the youngest general in the Federation, and he is also the living king of hell that makes all the military academy students change their expressions upon hearing this. Every year during the new training, there would be a prickly Alpha who wanted to challenge his authority, but without exception, he would beat them with his own hands until they doubted their lives. He wears a silver mask all year round, covering the lower half of his face. According to the regulations of the Federal Military Academy, Omega instructors must cover their faces to prevent them from affecting the concentration of Alpha students. As a result, there were more and more rumors about him, saying that he must be extremely ugly under the mask, so he devoted himself to mecha combat and became an emotionless war machine. Lu Fenghan, a once-in-a-century genius, was also the biggest headache for instructors. On the first day he walked into the school gate with a nutrition bar in his mouth and one hand in his pocket, he used his actual combat data to blow up all the records in the entrance examination. Until he met Qi Yuan, in the first practical lesson, Qi Yuan used three moves to disarm him and trample him under his feet. "I am not an instructor because of physical reasons, but because I am physically disgusted with alpha soldiers like you." A naked warning, but it was of no use to Lu Fenghan. From then on, Lu Fenghan began a life-threatening entanglement. He applied to be Qi Yuan's fighting partner, but was beaten and hospitalized three times. His first words after being discharged from the hospital were: "Instructor, can you not slap me in the face next time? I will chase you with my face." He put nutritional supplements at the door of Qi Yuan's dormitory, but they were thrown away and then put again. He always sat in the front row when Qi Yuan was giving lectures. He even used the public channel during mecha combat, in front of all the teachers and students, and said in his cynical tone: "Instructor Qi, the way you cover me is so damn charming. I really want to kiss you on the mouth, along your neck to your collarbone, and leave my kisses on your chest and waist." Then he was sentenced to solitary confinement for a month. Everyone said that Lu Fenghan was crazy. He would not chase Xiangruan Xiao O, but he would chase an unkind NPC. After coming out, the first thing Lu Fenghan did was to find Qi Yuan, and said with a playful smile: "I heard that you were not like this before. You were gentle and cute, and your skills were not so good. Tell me, who made you so cold-blooded? I'll kill him." At that moment, Qi Yuan finally smiled, although it was a sneer: "Get out." But Lu Fenghan seemed to be even more excited. On the day of the federal military exercise, intelligence failed and the entire army was surrounded. Qi Yuan prepared to use himself as bait to cover everyone's retreat. Lu Fenghan kicked his cockpit open, his body covered in blood, his eyes red: "Don't tell me, you fucking want me to be a deserter! I haven't fucked you yet! Even if I die, I have to die in front of you!" But he suddenly smelled the sweet smell of omega's estrus. Under Qi Yuan's refusal, he forcibly took off Qi Yuan's mask and saw the face under the mask for the first time. Like a god carved from ice and snow, with black hair and snowy skin, red lips and white teeth, it makes people want to ravage him. "Beauty," Lu Fenghan held his chin and kissed him with a smile, "So every time you beat me, you are seducing me." Qi Yuan's eyes turned red from the extremely aggressive pheromones, and he wanted to push him away with a cold face, but he found that Alpha's power was too strong, and his Omega instinct had been suppressed for half his life. For the first time, without being marked, he lost control and longed to be possessed by Alpha to the deepest level. * As usual, the heart-throb beauty 🥰omega Shou, the number of people who like Shou is ≥ 5, everyone has their own thoughts about Shou, but based on the text, it can be seen that the only one who really gets Shou is Gong 1v1, the gestational sac is damaged and cannot give birth, and it is difficult to conquer. The reason for becoming a heartthrob is probably: the potential sex appeal of a beautiful person with a kind heart (cross out) wife I just want to write about a sexually repressed omega who values both beauty and power. He will use inhibitors to pierce his arms and cover the alpha's mouth. He will face the frustration of estrus alone in lonely nights. He will endure the heat and step on his alpha and say you are not worthy of being close to me. He is completely cold-hearted as a flower of the high mountain, but cold on the outside and hot on the inside. If you peel it off, it is cotton. If you have a soft heart, what is softer🥵 Pheromones: Ivy vs Tuberose Purpose: Actively pursue a happy life and master it strongly