A Child in Prison, the Villain Group's Darling

[Coming Soon: The First Insect Queen of the Interstellar Age, a beloved darling who leads the insect race back to its peak.] Xixi grew up in an orphanage. When she was five, the Heavenly Dao told her that she was the daughter of the male lead in Victorious War. She was supposed to be a little princess loved by everyone. Xixi didn’t think she could be a princess, but she wanted a dad. So she sneaked into the infamous Evil Dragon Prison. There was gloomy genius villain A, who would develop a zombie virus; religious cult leader villain B, who would one day be hailed as humanity’s “light”; and violent villain C, who blew up a human base with a “firework”... The Heavenly Dao jolted and used the last of its energy to shout: “Xixi, run! The first person you meet to the east is your dad!” The little pink dumpling repeated to herself, “North at the top, south below, west to the left, east to the right,” and stumbled toward a tall figure. “Daddy!” Villain C, a pure-hearted high school boy with a scar by his brow and a broad, powerful build: “?” * The Heavenly Dao imagined a thousand tragic ordeals for the poor little girl, and woke up in a panic only to discover... Researcher villain A had become a teacher of every subject, making lessons fun and lively; cult leader villain B had become a crafting genius, making a princess dress every day; violent villain C had become a househusband, wielding a spatula with expert skill... Even Xixi’s real father, the savior of this world, had made a fresh start. Xixi really had become a little princess. A one-of-a-kind little princess whose territory was a prison, who was surrounded by love, and who could fly planes and scuba dive. The Heavenly Dao: ...Could the protagonist’s halo be hereditary? #A story about a princess who wants to save the king, but falls headfirst into a dragon’s den# #Also a story about rebuilding love and peace amid the ruins after a war# #Our Xixi is a superpowered little girl who can see everyone’s spirit animal# [Coming Soon: The First Insect Queen of the Interstellar Age, a beloved darling who leads the insect race back to its peak.] In the Yuan Zhou Era, the insect race lost its queen. The former overlords of the universe became an inferior species, hunted down wherever they were found. Three hundred years later, an expedition fleet accidentally entered an unknown star system. The planet had a chaotic magnetic field and not a blade of grass grew there. Then the “fuel” aboard the ship, with blood-soaked, mangled limbs, got back up and rebelled. * Sand swept across the sky, and the smell of blood mingled with gunpowder smoke. Mangmang kicked open the “door” in her way with all her might. The first ray of light came through a crack in her eggshell. She curiously clung to the shell and peered outside. Then she saw her battered subjects. They knelt rigidly outside the royal egg as tears and blood silently streamed down their faces. Some had lost their wings; others were missing arms. Mangmang suddenly thought of the rocking toy outside her window and the song “Two Tigers” that had drifted into her hospital room on the breeze. She smiled, wanting to ask, “Why are you crying?” Then she opened her mouth: “Chirp, chirp?” She was the first queen in the history of the insect race to hatch in the form of a youngling, and the queen who would one day lead them out of the Dark Age, help them rise step by step, and return to the Golden Age. At that very moment, the few insects, dressed in rags that could not conceal their handsome faces, looked at their new queen curled up on the eggshell. Their hearts filled with guilt and tenderness, they bowed their heads, which had never been lowered before, and pressed them hard against the ground. “Your Majesty!” * Greed, brutality, and slaughtering one another... At the Ninth Federation Congress, Mangmang nestled against the black-skinned marshal’s broad chest, contentedly drinking insect milk from her bottle, until everyone at the conference table turned to look at her. Reluctantly, she stopped drinking and thought for two seconds amid countless pink bubbles of “so cute.” “What does this have to do with us?” “As everyone knows, the insect race is the most peace-loving species.” The other civilizations: “...” They were about to make a few snarky remarks when they suddenly felt a chill. The insects, who had just been looking at Mangmang with doting smiles, all turned to stare at them. Their jet-black eyes were unfathomably deep, as though hiding the darkest mysteries in the universe. The next day’s trending topic: #Federation Chairman: The Insect Race Is the Federation’s Best Ally!# Theme: Things that are loved will struggle to grow flesh and blood.