The Zerg worship the greatness of their own power.
In the fighting arena in the underground city, there are no guns or mechas, and the female insects on the field are actually walking weapons.
The lights on the fighting arena were focused, and the audience was hidden in the darkness. Only the tiny dots of light on the screen proved that the arena was almost full.
Musi brought the female slave and followed the route given by Xiaoi in his mind and entered the private room.
The private room is not big, with three sofas surrounding each other, a table, and a projection screen of the stadium.
Musi sat down on the sofa in the middle. A blue light flashed on the desktop, and a small virtual screen appeared in front of Musi.
The screen showed two images of insects on the left and right, and below it was an object similar to an energy bar, displaying data in red and blue.
"This is the information of both teams in today's final. The guessing game will continue until the fighters take the stage." Xiaoi explained.
Musi glanced at the female slave standing vigilantly beside him, tapped her fingertips on the table, and when she looked over, she said, "Sit down and relax."
"Yes." Shian sat down on the sofa to the right of Musi, but he couldn't relax.
Musi didn't pay attention to the little thoughts of the insects around him all the time, and turned his attention to the information of the two female insects on the screen.
On one side was the best new worm of the season in the fighting arena, codenamed "Stinger". On the other side was a challenger brought by a noble, codenamed "Shadow", who had won nine games in a row.
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The projected virtual screen showed the metal doors on both sides of the fighting arena opening, and two soldiers walked out of the passage respectively.
One had his upper body bare and a sinister look in his eyes, while the other was wrapped in a black cloak and his face could not be seen.
At the same time, a scene of a private room appeared in the lower left corner of the screen.
In the private room, several young male insects wearing masks were sitting on the sofa, leaning or leaning against each other, with several female insects with stern expressions standing beside them as guards.
Mu Xi's spiritual threads had already spread across the entire fighting arena. Now, looking at the picture on the screen, a mental picture emerged in his mind.
It was a panoramic view of the room where the male insects were.
Musi savored the feedback from his spiritual energy. The insects, which had never received professional training, were like naked people under the coverage of his spiritual energy, with no secrets at all.
The mental energy of those male insects fluctuated greatly, excitement, rebelliousness, tension... and so on.
The camera gave a close-up of the chestnut-haired male insect in the middle, who was the leader of the female insects on the field.
The chestnut-haired male insect wore a mask, and it was hard to tell what his emotions were. But Musi could sense the other party's conflicting emotions from the feedback of his spiritual threads: joy and sadness, trust and worry, and a little helplessness...
Following the mental fluctuations of the chestnut-haired male insect, Musi's mental picture switched to the fighting arena, where strands of mental threads circled around the black-cloaked female insect several times.
The female insect is wrapped in a lot of spiritual energy that is invisible to the naked eye.
This is not surprising. The racial talent of male insects is spirituality. If the male insects themselves do not control it specifically, their spiritual energy, like silk threads, will unconsciously entangle the things they focus on.
The two female insects in the field have many such spiritual threads on their bodies, which come from the male insects who are paying attention in the audience.
However, the chestnut-haired male insect invested too much mental energy in the female insect.
Musi thought of something and looked at the female slave standing beside him.
The female insect's body was also wrapped around his spiritual threads, from her hair to her toes.
The way he entangled was different from those of the male insects who could not control their own mental threads.
His spiritual threads were closely connected, each thread was against the other, and the thickness was even. He could sense every move of the female slave. Compared with the restraint ring, Musi believed in himself more.
The rays of light above the fighting arena converged, gradually forming a projection of a male insect.
"The virtual male insect referee in the fighting arena is an insect artificial intelligence. The production level is not high and the data is rough." Xiaoi commented calmly.
The better-looking virtual male insect referee smiled and spread his hands in an aristocratic greeting.
The lips moved slightly, and a carefully modulated voice came from the device on the top of the fighting arena: "It's another new round. The challenger 'Shadow' and the guessing game have a two-minute countdown. Who will be the winner of the tenth fighting match today? Please place your bet."
As the virtual male insect appeared, the screen of the fighting arena was filled with barrages of comments one after another.
Apart from those who were licking the male bugs and giving rewards, most of them were talking about their opinions on the next game, and occasionally a few of them mentioned another code name - "white face".
"Will 'White Flour' be on stage tonight?"
"Hey, that depends on whether there are any opponents he's interested in."
"I haven't seen 'White Noodle' on stage for a long time. I don't have anywhere to spend my star coins."
"Forget it. Once 'White Face' comes on the field, the day's game is over. I want to watch a few more games."
Mu Xi was attracted by this code name, and his eyes scanned the messages related to "White Face".
Xiaoi immediately retrieved Baimian's information.
"'White Face', a female A-level insect, challenged the champion of the day for the first time in the Sola Arena five years ago, and won in three moves, killing the champion of the day. Since then, 'White Face' has challenged the champion of the day in the arena every once in a while, and has never lost.
"All the Quebecers challenged by 'White Face' have one thing in common, that is, they have won ten consecutive victories."
It was the time for betting and the soundproofing in the private room was not very good, so I could not hear the conversation from outside clearly.
High-level female insects have excellent five senses, but Shian is not interested in such conversations. Instead of listening to the boring conversations of those insects, it is better to look at the male insects around him.
Ah... Musi's fingers are still as beautiful as ever.
Huh? Musi waved to him.
His heartworm was calling him.
Shian suppressed the excitement in his heart, stood up seemingly steadily, took half a step forward, and squatted beside Musi's legs.
"Hero Lord!"
Mu Xi was in a trance for a moment.
This posture angle...
It really looks like... the female soldier in my dream.
The light around was dim, but the female slave's heterochromatic eyes still shone like gemstones.
It looks great.
Mu Xi raised his hand, and when his fingertips were only a few millimeters away from touching the "gem", he changed direction, stroked the female insect's golden hair, and asked in a low voice: "Who do you want to suppress?"
Mu Xi's voice was neither gentle nor cold, it sounded like a casual chat.
He doesn't want to pressure anyone.
Shian's heart was beating very fast and he blinked several times quickly before he calmed himself down a little. He had the illusion that someone was going to take his eyes off.
It should be... just an illusion, right
Shi An secretly took a deep breath, then raised his eyes to look at the information of the two insects on the screen. His brows couldn't help but slightly frowned. He had no impression of these two insects.
This is normal. Bugs die in the fighting arena every day, and only those who reach the top can leave some impression on the other bugs.
"You can wait for the next game," Shian glanced at Musi's expression and said carefully, "The challenge after the ten regular games is the most exciting, and there are very few contestants who can survive the challenge. There is no need to waste star coins on a bug that is almost doomed to fail."
"Oh?" Mu Xi lowered his eyes and looked at him.
Although he was a worm from the fighting field, he seemed like a bystander when talking about these inside stories. Every match was a matter of life and death. In such a cruel competition, what kind of experience must one have gone through to be able to remain calm when talking about these things.
Being stared at by his beloved, Shi An subconsciously held his breath.
After a while, Mu Xi leaned back on the chair and said, "I'll listen to you."
The betting was closed and a digital countdown appeared on the virtual screen.
The match ended quickly, and there weren't often many fancy things in a fight where one's life was at stake.
One female insect stands and the other falls.
Those who stood remained silent, and those who fell down never got up again.
"The winner is 'Shadow'!" The virtual male insect referee announced the result. A golden flower appeared in his hand with an inconspicuous "0" marked on the petals.
With a wave of his hand, the golden virtual flower flew towards the black cloaked insect in the field.
The contestant named 'Shadow' stood still, silently watching the flower fly in front of him and finally break into pieces.
More golden paper flowers were thrown from the audience, and Shadow finally showed some reaction.
He raised his head slightly and looked towards the place where paper flowers were falling from the sky. He suddenly dodged, passed through the rain of flowers, came to the edge of the fighting arena, and reached out to catch a slowly falling paper flower.
a13, Musi saw the code marking on the petals through the display screen.
Musi's gaze moved to the live broadcast box of the male insect room in the lower left corner.
The chestnut-haired male insect was sitting there reservedly, his expression hidden under the mask unknown to the insect, but Musi saw through the mental image the male insect's jumping mental threads, jumping around the cloaked female insect in the arena.
Musi removed her hand from the slave girl's head and looked thoughtfully at the golden paper flower icon in the lower right corner of the screen.
"Another winner of ten consecutive victories is born!" The virtual male insect referee smiled meaningfully.
Many audience members sat up straight because the main event they were looking forward to was about to begin.
"'White Face' challenges you, do you accept?!" The voice of the virtual male insect referee suddenly rose, with obvious excitement.
The atmosphere in the field was instantly ignited.
"Accept it!"
"challenge accepted!"
"accept!!!"
The cloaked female insect at the center of the noise said nothing, but just silently looked at the private room area above the audience seats.
Neither the virtual referee nor the audience cared about his silence. The only one who could truly accept or reject the challenge was the male insect noble in the private room.
Except for the fighting arena where the "shadow" was standing on the screen, the surroundings were dark. However, the chestnut-haired male insect seemed to feel the pairs of burning eyes in the darkness through the screen.
The chestnut-haired male insect couldn't help but feel panic in his heart. Even though he was a male insect, he rarely received so much enthusiastic attention.
Who is "White Face"? He seems to be very powerful...
Cold sweat broke out on the palms of the chestnut-haired male insect.
"Asa, accept it quickly!" The male insect companions beside him were also affected by the atmosphere. They looked at him happily and trustingly, as if they thought he would make the same choice as they wanted.
There was some panic in the eyes of the male insect Asa under the mask. He looked at the competition field helplessly. The female insect hidden in the cloak watched him silently, her breath as calm as ever.
Asa suddenly felt relieved.
Although I don’t know who “White Face” is, but “Shadow” is so strong, there must be no problem.
"Challenge accepted." Asa sat upright with his back straight, as if everything was under control.
"Please welcome 'White Face' to the stage!" The virtual male insect referee raised his hand, and the audience's cheers flooded the entire stadium.
The tall female insect wearing a half-mask walked slowly into the fighting arena from the darkness, with her hands in her trouser pockets, as leisurely as if she was strolling in her own back garden, looking down on all opponents.
The atmosphere on the scene was pushed to a climax again.
"White flour! White flour!"
He seemed like the king of this fighting arena. As soon as he appeared on the stage, he won all the attention and cheers.
"White flour..." Mu Xi looked up at the female insect on the screen, with some interest in his eyes.
The female insect hidden in the black cloak faces the female insect wearing a white mask from a distance.
Asa clenched his hand gently on his leg, and his palm felt a little wet.