The Bug Mother Really Can't Reproduce Anymore

Year 6321 of the Star Calendar. The insect race.

Experiments to breed an insect queen were making painfully slow progress.

In the breeding facility's insect queen waste-disposal station, top male escort Ling Yue woke up trembling.

He climbed out from among piles of dead test subjects and fled in a panic.

Unable to make ends meet, and with his modified body craving male insect pheromones day and night, Ling Yue had no choice but to return to his old line of work.

As his body matured, his sweet scent drew male insects to him in droves.

Fortunately, a male escort was best at managing clients. He could always make each one feel like he was the most special.

The stoic, reticent battle insect, all hard shell and steel, shamefully tugged at his ugly, rigid elytra. Red-eyed, he knelt and begged for a brief moment of pleasure.

The domain insect lord, usually as pure as a saint, attacked with abandon while secretly opening a holographic recording, so he could discuss the art of serving the mother with his other personality.

The mad researcher, lord of the purification division, set the breeding facility ablaze with his own hands. Holding the insect queen's hand amid the flames, he plunged a scalpel deep into his own abdomen. “Thank you for granting me this punishment...”

The dark-skinned, boyish honey insect lord was sweet as if plucked from a jar of honey, lively and adorable. But then he turned and extended his long, slender proboscis deep into the insect queen's honey source. “Mom, taste it. I'm the sweetest...”

That day, the scent of the insect queen's pheromones changed once again.

Ling Yue held his slightly rounded belly and tried to explain.

The domain insect lord, who had been spending every day with him lately, was overjoyed. “It's mine, right?”

The insect queen recalled the boyish lord from a few days earlier, sneaking on the domain insect's golden bell belt while crying that he was a bad boy. Somehow, the golden bells had jingled against his dark skin all night. The insect queen guiltily looked away.

The purification lord gripped the insect queen's hand around a scalpel. “You promised the next one would be mine. But it's fine. If we just get rid of him, this one can be mine, right?”

The stoic, reticent battle insect held several dying eggs and hid his bloodstained elytra behind his back. “Mother, our eggs... You'll punish the culprit, won't you?”

Fed up with the endless disputes, Ling Yue turned around irritably. “This child isn't any of yours.”

Deep within the nebula, a withered membrane of bone that had lain dormant for years suddenly stirred. Dozens of scarlet compound eyes snapped open. “Mother?”

An ancient, exquisite fragrance drifted over: the sweet scent of the original insect queen, missing for ten thousand years.

They had returned.

The perfect, insect-bewitching true insect queen, destined to bring the insect race prosperity once more.

Important notes:

1. This is a fictional setting. All plot elements are fictional and do not reflect reality. Please do not apply them to real life.

2. The protagonist is adored by everyone. All the supporting characters revolve around him, but every relationship is one-on-one, in keeping with Jinjiang's requirements.

Also, I have another story in the works, still following the adored-by-everyone route. Please add it to your favorites~~

The Honest Guy Really Can't Take Any More

Perhaps because his dad raised him according to that book, How to Live a Life Without Making Mistakes, Yu Jian had always been obedient and well-behaved.

Aside from his unusually handsome face and his different sexual orientation, he had always been the model child parents pointed to as an example.

Then one day, Yu Jian came down with a high fever. After that, every night he dreamed of a man with eight-pack abs and a strong, muscular waist doing all kinds of things to him.

After washing his sheets for so many days in a row, Yu Jian couldn't take it anymore and decided to move out and live on his own.

But his dad came to him first. “Son, you've awakened as a Guide. There's nothing more I can teach you. Go back to your home planet and find your father.”

At twenty, Yu Jian learned for the first time that he was actually an alien.

He also learned for the first time that people could be classified as Sentinels and Guides.

When he first constructed his mental landscape, his mentor patiently guided him. “It can be anything you like: sharp, passionate, far-reaching, or even closed off...”

Yu Jian thought it over. Ordinary would be fine.

When he finished, sure enough, he had an ordinary C-rank mental strength.

But as soon as he left the Guide Tower, the most troublesome super-S-rank combat Sentinel suddenly turned around, hurried over, and stuffed his undershirt into Yu Jian's arms. “I'm your fiance, though we've never met. Let's get used to each other's scent first.”

Behind his back, the Sentinel frantically messaged his family through his terminal: Get us engaged, right now!! Immediately!!!

The smiling top student in the command department set off an alarm to get rid of the Sentinel, then drew Yu Jian into his arms. “Give me one minute, and I can plan out every position that'll make you comfortable for the next few decades.”

The senior who had just come out of the quarantine zone crushed the energy candy in his mouth. “Come to my room tonight, or I'll kill every rogue Sentinel in your contacts.”

From a shadowy corner behind the Guide Tower came a whisper like a ghost's. “The villa security system of a C-rank Guide... Ah, intrusion complete...”

Yu Jian took two steps back and answered honestly, “Before I came, Dad said that if I really couldn't decide, I should try them all.”

He paused, then added, “The one who's best for me is the one who can get me pregnant.”

What the honest boy didn't say was that Dad had also told him Sentinels were all bad news. If he couldn't find one he liked, he should get pregnant and come home. Dad could hide him away, and none of those Sentinels would ever find him.

Just like his super-S-rank Sentinel father, who had failed to find the two of them all these years.

A Guide whose mental strength is so powerful that he unknowingly alters machine test results, and the S-rank Sentinels who are madly infatuated with him...

The Dream of Three Hundred Million Rough Men [Quick Transmigration]

Xia Xian was a mountain spirit. Of course, other people just called him a mountain ghost. He didn't mind. What did the way humans described him matter to a supernatural being like him?

After cultivating in the mountains for many years, Xia Xian was still just short of ascending. By chance, he received advice from an elder: perhaps experiencing human love could help him break through.

Maybe because he was born in the mountains, Xia Xian loved men as steady and rugged as mountains most of all. He picked a few small worlds and set off to gain experience.

How hard could it be to make a rugged man fall in love with him?

World One: Closeted Coal Tycoon X Delicate Male Secretary

Wu Jingshan thought there might be something wrong with him. Other coal tycoons who had made their fortunes alongside him loved discussing the actresses they were currently supporting whenever they gathered: one had fair skin and a beautiful face, another had long legs. But he thought those actresses weren't as appealing as his own little secretary.

The little secretary was someone he had picked up. A perfectly good college student, he'd been yelled at by his boss just because his stomach couldn't handle drinking with clients.

Seeing him standing outside after being kicked out, eyes red, had softened Wu Jingshan's heart on the spot. The next day, he signed him up.

The little secretary was good in every way, except that he was easily bullied. Wu Jingshan always had to keep an eye on him to feel at ease. Lost in thought, the coal tycoon cleared his throat and crossed his legs.

But then one day the little secretary asked with a smile, “My mom found me a match back home. Boss, aren't you going to give me a big red envelope?”

The coal tycoon shot to his feet. “A big red envelope? How about you take this big package of mine!”

World Two: Sword Cultivator X Buddhist Saint

At first, He Xiang thought the teammate accompanying him on this training trip would be a bit of a nuisance. That Buddhist saint was said to have had the cultivation of a Foundation Establishment cultivator since birth, but his body was frail as a child, and he had been kept in seclusion in a Buddhist pagoda until he was old enough to think for himself.

Before they set out, He Xiang's master had repeatedly warned him that the Buddhist saint was innocent and that their sect had entrusted them with looking after him.

But He Xiang had never seen a cultivator so delicate. A cup of Ascension Grass wine was enough to get him drunk.

And when he was drunk, he babbled nonsense: “Lay Buddhist He, your arms are so strong. Lay Buddhist He, you're so sturdy. Lay Buddhist He, you look so good practicing your sword...”

Early the next morning, He Xiang began his usual three thousand sword swings beneath the rising sun. For some inexplicable reason, this time he took off his shirt and practiced bare-chested.

Unfortunately, the Buddhist saint, who had softly praised him the previous night, only closed his eyes and chanted sutras.

The sacred Buddhist chants grated on He Xiang's ears. He couldn't help glancing at the Ascension Grass. If only they could drink together once more...

World Three: Big Brother X Male Nurse

This is my sixth time at this hospital this month, and the nurse looking after me is still that young guy, the one with two little dimples at the corners of his mouth when he smiles.

As usual, I teased him and made the little nurse laugh out loud.

A male doctor stormed in and told the young nurse, “You're at work. Act serious.” He shot me a glance and left.

I asked the young nurse, “Who was that? He seems pretty intimidating.”

The young nurse said, “Oh, that's my brother. He's your attending physician, too.

“He's the one operating on you later.”

World Four: Hunter X Sickly Scholar

World Five: Young General X Male Consort of a Tyrant

To the east stood a divine mountain. A sudden loneliness came over it ten thousand years ago, so it patiently gathered the world's essence for ten thousand years and used the power of heaven and earth to create a mountain spirit. It then carefully nurtured him for a thousand years until he gained sentience.

To help the mountain spirit truly break free of his mountain-born body, the divine mountain erased its own memories and accompanied him through countless lifetimes in different worlds. When they returned, the mountain-like man clutched his chest, panting with anger. Even he, a true stone, had fallen head over heels for him. How could this heartless little thing find it so hard to fall in love?

Theme: Love can give rise to miracles.