Ninety-eight little bugs
Aaaaaaaaah I’m dead!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Aa ...
Lan! Ze! Little! Cute! He! Acted! Coquettishly!
Seeing the cute little Lan Ze acting like a spoiled child online in my lifetime is really worth it! My life as a worm is already satisfying (collapse)
Woo woo woo, is this what a little male insect looks like when he acts like a spoiled child? Oh my god, his soft little hands grab your sleeves and sway back and forth, his pair of bright starry eyes look at you eagerly, and his soft voice begs you, the voice is so soft and sweet that it makes the insect's bones almost crisp, ah, I'm dead...
Ahhh what a cute little cub!!! I'm spinning 365 degrees right here ahhh I'm dead!!!
How lonely it is to be invincible—It was the first time I knew that the cute little Lan Ze would also act coquettishly towards female insects...
Xixitet—the cute little Lan Ze who sold his dignity to go to the Abyss Prison, oh my god, he is so feminine ah ah I am fine I can do it!!!
Lan Ze lowered his head silently, as if a huge rock was pressing on his head. He suddenly felt like he couldn't lift his head up. This damn live broadcast made him lose face!
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Chu Ran stood there quietly reminiscing, his heart filled with great happiness. He felt that his life was perfect and he had nothing else to ask for.
No female insect can resist the coquetry of the little male insect. They can't stand the little male insect's soft and sweet voice the most.
The little male insect that had just betrayed its dignity has lowered its head, like an ostrich deceiving itself. Its two snow-white ears have turned red and its long eyelashes are drooping. If you don't know his temperament, you might think that the little insect in front of you is really a well-behaved, fragile and soft little male insect.
His shy look made Chu Ran laugh. He wrapped his black robe tightly and said in a good mood, "What a coincidence. Let's go together."
Lan Ze responded vaguely, looking left and right, but not looking at the black-robed insect.
Chu Ran immediately knew that the brat must be upset again.
He has always had a bad temper that is a headache for insects. He grew up under the nose of the king insect during his larval stage. From childhood to adulthood, no one dared to make him suffer. This kid has never given in to him except when he was causing trouble. He is a completely lawless insect.
Seeing Lan Ze's depressed look, Chu Ran smiled in his heart and said seriously: "Then let's go. I'm very fast, you have to try your best to keep up with me."
Lan Ze raised his head, full of unwillingness to admit defeat, "Of course!"
Two insect shadows were moving at high speed through a dark tunnel full of gears. The mysterious and dangerous darkness ahead seemed to be shrouded in a gray fog, which was slowly wriggling like a tulle skirt blown by the breeze.
"What is that?"
"It's a plague."
Chu Ran stood at the exit of the tunnel. Lan Ze stopped behind him, his pair of blue-gold eyes shining brightly as he spied on the wriggling gray fog.
Withered faces, stinking pus and blood, rotting corpses, desperate curses...
This is a place full of ominousness and death.
Lan Ze hesitated a little, turned to look at the black-robed bug, and said with a serious expression: This is not a good place. "
The pair of black hole-like eyes turned to him, and there was a hint of mockery in the strangely booming voice: "There is no good place around the Abyss Prison."
The most evil thing was once imprisoned there, and even that most evil thing fell into despair for a time: a butterfly was also imprisoned there, and it was the most beautiful butterfly in the universe.
Chu Ran’s thoughts drifted to a distant place, and the face that had always been hidden in his heart slowly emerged from the depths of his memory again.
He is unhappy most of the time and always tries every possible way to escape from his control.
He was willing to do anything to make him a little bit happy, but the insect was always only happy for a short while, and then sat in the black fog with a lack of interest, waiting for the first ray of sunshine in the morning.
At that time, the sun had not been destroyed by him yet. The dark star was still called Gou Chen. There were four seasons, flowers and plants, and a sun that was always covered by dark clouds. If the existence in the abyss was in a good mood one day, the black clouds covering the sun would dissipate, and the earth would be bathed in sunshine.
But such days are rare, because the beings in the abyss are rarely happy, but when the butterfly is pulled into the abyss by that being, the sky above is always bright, because the butterfly likes light.
It was a very proud butterfly that never lowered its beautiful head and always dreamed of escaping from the gorgeous cage.
He is like a bird locked in a cage. Even if his head is broken and bleeding, he refuses to admit defeat and is determined to fly to the sky full of freedom.
The being was soft-hearted once, and the butterfly finally escaped from the cage and never came back.
The black robe was gently pulled, and Chu Ran's thoughts were brought back to reality.
He turned his head and was met with a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes, which were round like two small water droplets that refracted colorful light.
The little bug stared at him with his eyes open. His almond-shaped eyes blinked. A sweet voice came from under his cold-proof mask: "What are you thinking about? I've already called you twice."
Chu Ran came back to his senses and subconsciously wanted to touch his head, but when he thought about the fact that he didn't have a suitable container and the dissipated power might harm him, he could only wrap the black robe tightly with regret.
"It reminds me of something I regret."
Lan Ze: "Since it is a thing of the past, there is no need to regret it."
Chu Ran looked at the little bug beside him and said softly, "There is no regret now."
Lan Ze tugged at his sleeve again and pointed at the gray fog ahead: "Ahead is the Gray Zone Underground City, also known as the Plague City. I brought some medicine here. Would you like to take two pills?"
The source of the plague was Chu Ran. This insect who created the plague himself led Lan Ze into the fog ahead without changing his expression.
Lan Ze swallowed a bunch of pills, readjusted his cold-proof mask, and followed the black-robed insect nervously. The plague was much more terrifying than the wild beasts in the wilderness, and anyone who encountered it would be terrified.
The gray fog was not as thick as imagined. After walking for a while, the gray fog had become much lighter, but it had not disappeared, much like the smog days in Kyoto.
The Zerg here all looked haggard, most of them wore filter masks on their faces, and walked sickly in the gray fog.
When passing by an exchange stall, a bug listlessly walked past them. His body was covered with rotten wounds without scabs. Black liquid flowed out of the wounds, and the surrounding bugs avoided him.
"If you're scared, just close your eyes and walk behind me obediently."
Lan Ze rolled his eyes: "You look down on me too much!"
After running in the Plague City for 6 hours, Lan Ze panted and grabbed the black-robed insect: "Can you take care of the little male insect? You are running too fast. Find a place to rest for a while."
It is not easy to find a place to stay in Plague City. After three consecutive failures, I finally found a temporary inn in a medium-sized insect nest.
This inn looked like a prison, with black stone railings on all sides of the walls. There was a bed near the window, and otherwise it was empty.
Lan Ze's room was against the wall, and next door were two female insects wearing black filter masks, roasting meat around a fire.
These two insects were different from the sickly ones outside; they sat upright with a calm demeanor, and their conversation could be heard clearly in this inn with only railings and no walls.
A bug wearing a gray windbreaker beside the fire picked up the barbecue and looked at it carefully with his dark blue eyes for a while: "It should be ready to eat."
The other insect was wearing a dark blue trench coat, and on its chestnut hair lay a lemon-colored little octopus, lazily curling its two translucent little tentacles, making the female insect's smooth chestnut hair a mess.
The female insect with a bird's nest on her head looked at the barbecue with her green eyes and said hesitantly, "It's well-done. He won't eat it, will he?"
The blue-eyed bug sighed, "He doesn't like to eat well-done meat, but in Plague City, food is best cooked."
The bug tore the barbecue into small strips and took out a fluffy little black bird from his windbreaker pocket. The little black bird covered its head with its wings and slept soundly. Its small body was fluffy and chubby, and it curled up in the palm of its hand, like a small black ball of hair.
The female insect waved the strip of meat over the little black bird's head. The little black bird fluttered its wings, poked out a small head from between its wings, and sniffed the strip of meat. A second later, the little black bird swung its wing to fly the strip of meat out of the female insect's hand, and stretched out a slender bird leg to angrily kick the female insect's fingers.
The green-eyed bug smiled, gloating a little: "He's become like this and still has such a bad temper."
The female insect was a little helpless. She tried to feed the little black bird four times but failed. In the end, the little black bird simply shrank into its wings and refused to come out.
"He still won't eat cooked meat. What shall I do?"
The green-eyed bug chuckled: "Don't be so bitter and resentful. Just go hungry for two meals and it will be fine."
Suddenly, the green-eyed insect screamed. It turned out that the small octopus on top of his head pulled out a bunch of hair with its tentacles.
The female insect with dark blue eyes smiled, "Has your little octopus always loved pulling your hair since it was young?"
The insect gasped in pain, picked up the little octopus on its head and put it in its arms, pinching the little octopus's tentacles angrily, "He has loved plucking my leaves since he was a child, and he only restrained himself a little when I grew thorns on my body!"
The two bugs were chatting as if nothing happened. Lan Ze was sitting on the bed by the window, and he felt that these two bugs were a little familiar.
Especially the female insect with dark blue eyes, which gave him an especially familiar feeling.
Just as he was wondering, the black-robed insect beside him came back with food.
The moment the black-robed insect walked into the room, the two insects next door simultaneously tensed their bodies and looked over here.
The confrontation lasted less than three seconds. The female insect with blue eyes looked into Lan Ze's eyes and exclaimed, "Lan Ze?"
Lan Ze's eyes widened: "Mr. Fudie?"