Chapter 332.1: Male Zerg Celebrity × Arms Dealer (19): Even Though Ravens Had Barely Learned How, He Wasn’t Bad at It at All

[It hasn’t even been a month, and he’s already moved into the main house?]

[Then what about all those Zergs who bet on how long it would take him to leave the farm?]

[He hasn’t left yet, but that doesn’t mean he won’t leave in the future!]

[You sly Ravens! Using an inverted nipple to pretend you’re sexually indifferent! In reality, you’re full of schemes!]

[It might not necessarily be an act. Judging from Shamir’s earlier descriptions, when they first signed the contract, Ravens only went to see him once every few months. With such a beautiful Male Zerg shining right there, and he only went once every few months—that’s already beyond what ordinary sexual indifference can explain.]

[Maybe he really was indifferent before, but after Shamir coaxed it out enough times, he changed. In short: he got cooked.]

[Does Shamir like that type? I’m that type too! Come find me!]

[I can be that type too (shy).]

Technology was highly advanced in the interstellar era. There was almost nothing a small procedure couldn’t fix. Forget something like this—even changing eye color was effortless.

If some high-ranking Male Zerg publicly declared that he liked heterochromia, then before long, the streets would be full of Female Zergs with mismatched eyes.

It would instantly become the number-one cosmetic procedure of the year.

And if Shamir said that he liked inver—cough, cough—ted ones, then...

But very quickly, a Zerg doctor appeared to interrupt their absurd train of thought.

[This is actually a condition caused by insufficient sex hormones! I do not recommend trying it! Ravens may originally have lacked hormones in this area, but under the nourishment of Shamir’s male pheromones, the condition will gradually improve. It won’t be long before it returns to normal!]

The Zergs had no interest in listening to the doctor.

They had their own ideas about how to pursue Male Zergs.

Meanwhile, another group of Zergs began searching StarNet for “milk-jar beast outfits.”

Philor’s Female Lord had just laid an egg, and the egg was still in the incubation period. Later, his Female Lord might begin producing milk. Philor was very interested in the subject, so he also searched, “What is a milk-jar beast outfit?”

The images that appeared shocked him badly.

There was far too little fabric, and the design emphasized the important areas far too much.

Yet one of his Male Zerg friends said, [But I think it looks very sacred.]

Philor couldn’t make up his mind.

He had a persistent feeling that if he took clothing like this and showed it to Cyril, Cyril might slap him to death.

If it were one of the other Female Zergs in the household, such as a certain principal, perhaps he would be willing to try it.

But he wasn’t in a lactation period.

Philor searched some more and finally found a few relatively conservative milk-jar beast-style one-piece pajamas.

But even that style was not something his Female Lord would accept.

After repeatedly thinking it over, Philor ultimately bought several sets as collectibles.

Among them were Male Zerg versions too.

His Female Lord seemed fairly accepting of cute outfits on Male Zergs, so Philor could try those.

It would be even better if he could coax his Female Lord into wearing one together with him.

Meanwhile, at the Marshal’s Residence.

Ulysses also opened a shopping app to take a look.

But after staring at the displayed pictures for one second, he briefly made the expression of “an old Zerg on a starship staring at a light screen,” then immediately closed the page.

He had a certain amount of concern for his image.

He cared quite a bit about how he appeared in his Male Lord’s eyes and somehow felt that clothes like these did not fit the image he wanted to create...

If he were a Female Slave, perhaps he would try it.

But as a Female Lord, Ulysses had no intention of using such low-class methods of competing for favor.

At the same time, he hesitated slightly.

If An personally said he wanted to see it, could Ulysses refuse?

Could he really harden his heart enough?

Ulysses knew perfectly well that he could not refuse An’s requests.

But before An actually asked, he absolutely would not take the initiative.

The milk-jar beast outfit was eliminated.

Other nursing-related clothing, however, could be prepared in advance.

Ulysses continued browsing through other pages while one hand gently stroked his abdomen. His stern eyes and brows softened slightly.

Although not much time had passed and no pregnancy had been detected yet, he already had a {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} faint intuition.

Perhaps it was because of the Male Zerg’s words that he felt so certain.

He believed that this time, there would definitely be one.

No.

There should already be one.

This was Ulysses’s first time becoming a Female Father.

His first time in the truest sense.

Naturally, he felt somewhat nervous.

This nervousness manifested itself in the form of methodically preparing all sorts of things.

He had simply prepared a little too much.

Ulysses looked at the more than ten different styles of hatchling beds he had ordered all at once.

“......”

It was fine.

They could rotate between them.

Even if they couldn’t use them all now, they could still use them in the future.

......

StarNet was still discussing the contents of the newest chapter, and numerous related topics climbed onto the trending charts.

#Milk-Jar Beast Outfit#

#Inverted Ravens#

#Moving Right In, Moving Into the Main House#

#Just How Terrifying Are the Dark Secrets of the Entertainment Industry#

The Tianjia were particularly baffled by the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry.

They read the discussions with question marks practically filling their heads.

[Wait, what? You’re already using unspoken rules, and then you kneel down and ask the Male Zerg to whip you? Can you Female Zergs have a little dignity?]

[I’m so angry I’m laughing. Best joke of the year.]

[All I can say is, as expected of you Zergs. The fact that you can do something like this doesn’t surprise me in the slightest.]

[But I still don’t understand. Are you really that desperate to be whipped? If you’re that desperate, why not just marry a Male Zerg? Then you can get whipped every meal and never even have the same routine twice. Why specifically spend money to find a celebrity?]

The Zerg Female Zergs themselves were confused too.

What entertainment-industry dark secrets?

Ordinary Zergs like them had no access to such things.

They sighed over how wildly rich Zergs played, while also wondering, how could anyone scare a Male Zerg Lord into tears?

That was going way too far!

At the same time, when faced with the Tianjia’s questioning, the Zergs were not polite either.

[Zerg matters are none of the Tianjia’s business.]

[We’ll get whipped however we like.]

[Not every Male Zerg Lord has that kind of fetish, and not every Lord is good enough with a whip to make a Female Zerg hurt just right and feel good at the same time. It’s not like you can simply marry and automatically find a suitable Male Zerg.]

[And as for marriage... high-ranking Female Zergs actually marry quite late. That trend has already existed for hundreds of years. The higher a Female Zerg’s rank, the later they tend to marry. There are countless unmarried Female Zergs several hundred years old, and some never marry at all.]

[I get it. Everyone is aiming for the position of Female Lord, but truly suitable Male Zergs are incredibly rare. Just matching in rank alone eliminates most of them. Add compatible values and hobbies on top of that, and it’s like searching for a needle in the ocean. High-ranking Female Zergs also have their own pride and are unwilling to lower their standards and choose Male Zergs far beneath them in rank. If their values clash too badly, they can’t stay together either. Plenty of Female Zergs grow old without ever managing to marry.]

[Hey! Being able to grow old safely is already pretty good, all right?! If you never went insane and died halfway through life because of a Psychic Riot, then you were already extremely lucky!]

[It’s not like there are no Male and Female Zergs willing to be together despite a large rank gap. Like the Speaker of the Federal Council and Lord Aira, or Ravens and Shamir. But anyone can see that those two Male Zergs have very obvious qualities that shine beyond rank, and those qualities are just as attractive.]

[Stop right there! Our Shamir’s rank really isn’t low. He has already risen to B-rank. Sure, he used to be C-rank, but now he has advanced. B-rank and Super-A, even if they aren’t the most perfectly matched tier, are absolutely not bad. There are so few A-rank Male Zergs to begin with. Shamir is already a very suitable choice, not to mention he has that face, beauty that surpasses rank itself, plus his acting skill and charisma. Who wouldn’t like Shamir?!]

[Speaking of that, Lord Aira’s rank has also increased. B-rank and S-rank can just barely perform Psychic Soothing. If he hadn’t gained the ability to perform Psychic Soothing, it might have ended in tragedy. In short, we never recommend choosing a partner with too large a rank difference. This is genuinely a matter of life and death.]

[But with Psychic Soothing devices becoming more widespread, things should improve in the future, right?]

[You’re overthinking it. The attraction low-ranking Zergs have for high-ranking ones is genuinely very limited. Normally, they simply wouldn’t fall for them. Cases like Aira and Shamir are exceptions among exceptions.]

[Not necessarily. Gentle, family-oriented Male Zergs are attractive at any time. There are always some youngsters willing to give up higher-ranking Zergs and choose them.]

[You know what, that’s actually true. Who doesn’t love a family-oriented Male Zerg? Feels like you could get several extra turns a month. Pure profit.]

[No, no, no. I still think a higher rank is more important. They’re firmer and last longer, and even if there’s a whip involved, it still feels good under the influence of pheromones.]

[Lord ** is still better with a whip.]

The Tianjia felt deeply disconnected from all of this.

These Zergs could say Male Zergs were best when they were family-oriented in one breath, then discuss Male Zerg whipping techniques in the next.

It was absurd beyond belief.

Compared with these Female Zergs, whom they simply could not understand, they would rather go watch Ravens doing farm work in An-shen’s novel.

At least that didn’t feel so mentally disjointed.

......

[Ravens moved into the main house.

He was assigned a guest room on the second floor, neither particularly close to nor particularly far from Shamir’s room.

Ravens knew that what he had done back then had been wrong.

Signing a contract with a Male Zerg and making the Male Zerg provide services for him—how arrogant had that been?

Shamir loved him, so Shamir did not hold those things against him.

In Shamir’s eyes, it was simply part of the process through which they had met and fallen in love.

But Shamir’s family could never possibly overlook it.

It was only natural for them to care about that.

And that concern was itself proof of their love for Shamir.

Ravens was already extremely satisfied to have reached this point.

If he wanted to marry Shamir, Ravens would need to spend at least another ten years working for it before he could barely earn the approval of Shamir’s family.

Just as he had bullied Shamir for ten years, he would need to give Shamir ten years in return.

And then the rest of his life.

Ravens was more than willing.

Female Zergs always thought more about marriage.

Shamir, meanwhile, had not thought nearly that far.

Would he and Mr. Ravens get married?

If Mr. Ravens agreed, then of course they would, right?

But they were still dating!

Marriage should be something far off in the future.

When both sides felt the timing was right and that they should enter marriage, then that would be the time to think about getting married.

Right now, Shamir only wanted to know where he should secretly go on a date with Ravens tomorrow.

His family clearly had not adapted very quickly to the fact that their Male Zerg son had grown up.

They also did not trust Ravens, this outsider Female Zerg, very much.

So their dates still had to be conducted secretly.

It would be inappropriate to parade themselves in front of the parents.

Shamir had the strange illusion that he was secretly dating behind his parents’ backs.

Something he had never done during his student years was apparently being made up for now.

Shamir lay on the bed, happily imagining tomorrow’s date plans.

Ravens had to go milk the animals in the barn in the morning.

Actually, all the milk sold by the farm was extracted, sterilized, and bottled by specialized machines.

So during that period, they could secretly meet up.

The farm’s sunflowers were also ripe.

They would likewise be harvested by centralized machinery.

The two of them could find some secluded corner of the flower field and kiss.

Even if they did something excessive, the flowers would hide them, and no Zerg would see.

There was also a small river running through the farm.

They could go fishing together.

If they couldn’t catch anything, then Ravens could go into the river and catch fish by hand.

Shamir would stay on the bank and grill the fish.

And grill the soaking-wet Mr. Ravens too.

Shamir spent the entire night thinking.

When he woke the next day, he was bursting with energy.

Most Zergs had excellent stamina.

Even if they slept poorly all night and had one dream after another, it did not affect their energy much.

He was just a little too energetic...