Her Majesty the Insect Mother’s Retirement Guide

[Main story complete, bonus chapters released at random] [Obsessive grindset queen insect mother x loyal, puppy-like male insect raised from childhood] Yuleia was human in his previous life. After dying at the age of twenty from ████, he was reborn as an insect mother candidate. However, a sudden catastrophe nearly wiped out the entire swarm. In their moment of crisis, Yuleia's so-called "mother" decisively ordered the swarm to split up. She sent her dependents to search the universe for a safe haven to serve as the new insect mother's territory. But this was only the beginning. A brutal selection process followed. The insect race believes in the law of the jungle. A species needs only one mind. All insect mother larvae that fail to leave the nursery are stepping stones for the survivors. To stay alive, Yuleia personally killed off his own weak, powerless self. He walked out of the nursery over the corpses of the defeated and built a dynasty, surrounded by his swarm. Unexpectedly, his first day in office nearly stopped Yuleia's heart. The species' granary was empty, vicious beasts lay in ambush ahead, and disasters threatened from behind. His dependents were at an early stage of evolution, and they weren't exactly quick-witted, either... One problem after another made him feel as if he had jumped from one pit of fire into another. So, on the brink of collapse, Yuleia went to the opposite extreme. To improve their lives and create a comfortable retirement, he drove himself and his dependents into an endless grind. Not enough combat power? He drew up detailed fitness standards, then grouped his dependents by their results for intensive training. Not enough food? He went to the surface to collect species that could be cultivated or raised, then selected the most productive and easiest to care for and put them all on a farm. A disaster on the way? Sorry, the neighboring swarm has invaded. He'll deal with them first, then lead his people in an immediate evacuation. Every beginning is difficult. But as long as you figure out the rules, you can always find a way forward. He snuffed out any voices of rebellion before they could even emerge. No one knew that beneath the insect mother's gentle smile lay a heart of utter indifference. He began to grow accustomed to the law of the jungle, making plans step by step to leave the wasteland planet and venture into the universe. Yuleia thought that once he had built up his own power, he could smoothly settle into retirement. Who knew that malice, deliberately manufactured by someone, was lurking in the shadows, watching the unwitting lambs? The heroes' tombstones had vanished into sealed history, while corruption quietly grew amid the panic. Why hadn't the memories of the previous timeline been erased? Where was the key to breaking this deadlock? Why was the name ███ being passed on again and again? Perhaps the less you know, the happier you are. The nameless pioneers have already fallen. Who can take up the torch beside their bones and keep moving forward? Yuleia was already caught up in it all and could not escape, so he had no choice but to find his own way to break the deadlock. Reader's guide: 1. The author's indulgent, unrestrained, and utterly unhinged passion project. 2. Includes childbirth in order to build up the faction. 3. Insect mothers above all. Base building in the first half, interstellar war in the second. Not suitable for readers with extreme top- or bottom-favoring preferences. 4. The couple are devoted to each other, with no other partners, and are a one-on-one pairing. The bottom holds the absolute upper hand in both their relationship and social standing. Happy ending. 5. Includes sanity-straining scenes and a touch of cosmic horror, which may cause discomfort. 6. Starting with this book, two important characters will appear in every book the author writes from now on. This is a fictional setting unrelated to reality. Please do not apply it to real life. [Currently serializing in the author's collection] The Founding Patriarch of the Hehuan Sect [Base Building] Synopsis: Unlucky transmigrator He Huan is bound to a snarky System and tasked with founding a sect in the cultivation world while still an ordinary mortal. However, while filling out the sect's information, He Huan misheard a question and gave his own name. After a series of mishaps, the name of the new sect was settled as the Hehuan Sect. "What?!! I founded the Hehuan Sect?????" He Huan is confused, shocked, and despairing. In the end, he resolves to protect his sect and never let the Hehuan Sect be slandered. The sect is built, but how can its leader be a mortal? The ultimate prankster System has a sudden inspiration and assigns He Huan a new task. [Pose as a hidden master without being found out. The better your disguise, the more power you gain to strengthen yourself.] To save his own skin, He Huan throws himself into the grind from the moment he opens his eyes, using cultivation he tricked people into giving him to build himself up as a hidden master. He follows the usual steps to develop the sect and takes in several disciples, thinking his life is peaceful and uneventful. But for some reason, the more low-key He Huan is, the more other cultivators think he is unfathomably powerful, until rumors about the whole sect grow stranger and stranger. Of course, that's not even mentioning the sect leader's oddities. The sect is home to a noble heiress who has mastered every last detail of cultivation, a food cultivator who makes dark cuisine with reckless abandon under the guise of "medicinal meals," a poison cultivator and a ghost cultivator who spend all day wandering spooky places, a big shot who has returned to the beginner's village, Schrödinger's lucky winner, a walking Tang Monk's flesh, and a princess who, on her way to school, drops by home to eliminate her rivals and take the throne... In short, the sect is full of unconventional geniuses, each blazing down their own path in the strangest ways. Years later, He Huan, the Spirit Net's head administrator, the person who popularized the 996 work schedule, the master who has etched inscrutability into his bones, and the developer of an online game addiction prevention system, lets out a long sigh. "It hasn't been easy getting this far." The System nods. [Only you know how spicy and savory this journey has been.] Rumor has it: The founding patriarch of the Hehuan Sect has an unknown proclivity. He actually took a dragon as his Dao companion. He Huan: That's not it. At first, a dragon really did just come looking to con me, and I picked him up because I thought, "Act now or miss out." What happened afterward was, well, really just an accident. Please believe me! Zhu Mingyan: That's right. Everything he said is true. As the Hehuan Sect master's only Dao companion and chief guardian divine beast, I invite everyone to attend our union ceremony. Zhu Mingyan: Oh, and my dear loser, I already sent you an invitation. You'll be seated at the head table when we get married. I mean no harm, I'm just bragging. Feng Xunwei: ? Theme: Hold on to yourself in the face of adversity