That Female Bug Cured My Occupational Disease (Insect World)

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Zhu Yanming, an immortal official who compiles the Heavenly Book, accidentally transmigrates into the insectoid race and becomes the most doted-on B-rank male insect prince in the imperial star system. He has no worries here: loving parents, and a whole line of young female insects eager to lay eggs for him.

But his carefree days don't last long. Emperor Ryan looks at him expectantly and says, "As my most beloved heir, I've found the strongest female insect in the empire to be your consort, my darling."

Zhu Yanming, whose professional obsession runs deep, puts on a sour face. "No. I've cut myself off from love. I only want to compile books."

But a B-rank little nobody can't overpower the powers that be, so Zhu Yanming chooses to run away. In a fit of anger, he flees from the Central Star System to a ruined star system. There he meets Abel, a female-insect military commander. The moment this little female insect appears, she captures his full attention. Zhu Yanming is soon eating his words: compiling books is no match for pursuing a wife!

Wife cuddles! My wife is the best!

After successfully winning his beautiful insect bride, Zhu Yanming looks down at the little female insect lying in his arms. "I'll ask my female and male parents to cancel the engagement. You're the only one I want to marry."

Abel: "...Your fiance is me. Not satisfied?"

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During a patrol, Imperial female-insect soldier Abel finds a delicate male insect. He's handsome and sweet, exactly the insect of his dreams.

But Abel has already been designated the little prince's fiance by the emperor. When the male insect across from him keeps flirting with him, Abel can only refuse again and again, keeping him at a distance.

He thought this was the best way to handle things for both of them. But when Zhu Yanming is kidnapped by a pirate gang, Abel realizes he can't stand seeing the little male insect suffer even the slightest grievance.

What engagement notice? What orders that can't be disobeyed? Abel wants none of it. He would rather bear the guilt of betraying his duty than see the little male insect look disappointed again.

Until one day, Zhu Yanming takes off the mask covering his face and innocently says he has a secret to tell him.

Abel grits his teeth as he looks at the face that's exactly like his fiance's in name only. "I'll tell you a secret too."

Zhu Yanming grins. "Sure. You go first, darling."

Abel: "Do you remember the fiance I told you had died?"

"I do."

"Well, he's alive again..."

"To put it simply, you ran away from your wedding for nothing."

"..."

[Initially delicate, later domineering and protective of his wife, male lead: the imperial heir and male insect] × [Prickly, stubborn, but softhearted, receiving lead: the female-insect general]

#How I cuckolded myself and was delighted about it#

#Compiling books is no match for falling in love#

#My personal physician for my professional obsession is my own wife#

[Reader's Guide]

1. A sweet little treat, enjoy without worry.

2. Some original worldbuilding, just have fun with it.

3. One-on-one romance, with egg-laying.

4. Before his mental power develops, the male lead is clingy with other insects. After awakening, he becomes a domineering, protective husband.

--------------------Here's the synopsis for my new novel!

"After the Strongest NPC Falls, Her Ex Comes Knocking"

Zhou Xing is the strongest NPC in an infinite-flow world, with countless glorious victories to his name. But one day, love makes him lose his head, and the person he's dating tricks him into becoming a lowly support worker. For two years, he works diligently, hoping to return to his former position. But who could have guessed that his ex, who had already escaped, would not only come back, but also set fire to everything Zhou Xing had worked so hard to build?

Zhou Xing looks at the handsome man before him, eyes red and face full of anger, and thinks: This bastard of an ex actually dares to come back?

To quickly rack up merit, Zhou Xing binds himself to his ex and re-enters the game instances to save lives. This time, Zhou Xing swears that if he gets tangled up with Fu Zheng again, he'll be a dog!

[Instance: Ghost Child]

A several-meter-tall monster closes in on them.

Fu Zheng holds Zhou Xing tightly in his arms, blocking every attack from the ghost behind them. Blood streams from the gaping wounds on his back, staining Zhou Xing's white shirt red. Zhou Xing looks at his pained but resolute face, baffled. Is this guy trying to make me feel sorry for him?

[Instance: Secrets of the Deserted Island]

Zhou Xing's entire body is covered with foul-smelling talismans. He lies in the coffin meant for a living sacrifice. The thin air brings the threat of death, and he closes his eyes, despairing as he waits for the evil god to descend.

The coffin lid opens. Seeing Zhou Xing lying there unharmed, Fu Zheng finally has time to wipe the fine sweat from his brow. He gives a soft laugh and says, "Why aren't you getting up? I'm here to take you home."

He must have been in the coffin too long and started hallucinating. Otherwise, why would his bastard ex sound so worried and tender?

[Instance: Horror District]

Zombies besiege the city. Zhou Xing and Fu Zheng stand atop a high wall, while more and more zombies gather below.

"Dare to make a bet?" Fu Zheng asks.

Zhou Xing smiles provocatively. "Bet on what?"

"You." Fu Zheng's eyes brim with overwhelming longing and devotion. "Sweetheart, if we make it out alive, will you give me one chance to get back together with you?"

Zhou Xing says nothing. He leaps from the wall into the sea of corpses below. Fu Zheng follows close behind. After landing safely, he hears Zhou Xing say softly, "Okay."

Time can erase memories, but it can never erase love.

[Flashy, foul-mouthed but sincere attacking lead] × [Gentle, sweet receiving lead whose mouth is harder than...]

Theme: No matter where you are, believe that hard work can change your fate.