Game of the Emperor Chapter 3

The Zerg's warships are very different from those used by other interstellar races. The biggest difference is that the Zerg's warships are life forms with self-awareness. A cosmic monster that can change its form at will, belonging to one of the Zerg tribes, is collectively called the Yura.

In short, it is alive. Of course, other races have also created "intelligent brains" through technology, and it is still unclear which one is stronger.

"Boss! I suggest we sail to the Suma galaxy first." As soon as he walked into the battleship's command room, Adrian Hale called out an entire virtual panel, which was densely covered with a bunch of complex calculations and various texts.

This was his analysis of the location of the source of the mental link, and although he could not come up with the exact location, it could at least narrow down the target range.

But after saying this, Adrian Hale did not get a nod of agreement from the leader, but was instead given a light glance by the other party, and then he felt a slight vibration of the entire battleship.

Outside the transparent partition, a huge hole like a twisted vortex is forming. This is actually the effect caused by forcibly tearing the space.

"It's not over there." After the portal was built, the silver-haired Zerg sitting in the command chair rejected Adrian Hale's suggestion. He knew the exact location. In fact, the breathing sound transmitted to his consciousness was still disturbing him.

A huge crack was torn in the space in front of the battleship. Adrian Hale felt a little numb as he looked at the extremely wide twisted vortex.

Is there any limit to the abilities of our leader? Or are all α-class Zerg so terrifying?

"The king... called you?" Putting the two questions together, Adrian Hale could only come to this conclusion: why did his leader suddenly change his mind, and why did he know the exact teleportation location?

"He's very noisy." The silver-haired Zerg said expressionlessly as he gave the battleship the order to go through the portal.

Very noisy? As the other party's trusted subordinate, Adrian Hale carefully observed and guessed the current mood of his leader. Although the other party was suppressing his irritation, he seemed... not impatient at all, which was different from usual.

Keeping this discovery in his heart, Adrian Hale coughed to cover it up, "Then I'll notify them first."

This independent warship carries thousands of Zerg soldiers. In the Zerg army that is good at using the tactics of the sea of     insects, the number of soldiers in this fleet can only be described as pitifully small. But when it comes to combat effectiveness, no one dares to neglect it.

This is undoubtedly an elite force, but now due to special reasons, there is instability in order, and a notice has to be issued to undermine the morale of the troops.

At the same time, this self-aware Zerg warship understood its master's orders and began to advance towards the twisted void ahead.

When the ship was completely submerged, the space that had been forcibly twisted and torn returned to its original state in an instant, and it looked calm, except that a Yura battleship had completely disappeared.

What kind of planet would the king be born on? Before landing on the target planet, the Zerg soldiers on the battleship had many ideas, and of course they tried to think positively.

However, the reality is that after they landed, they found that this was an extremely poor and abandoned planet with a very harsh environment. Races with weaker physiques probably could not survive on this planet.

"There are many beautiful planets on the human side. Let's occupy one and give it to the king." During the journey, a Zerg could not help but make this suggestion.

But he was immediately refuted by his companions, "One is not enough!"

"Use your brains, of course you should occupy them all and let the king choose the one he likes."

I don't think there is anything wrong with this bandit logic at all. The Zerg soldiers who are discussing this topic seem to be really thinking about this issue seriously, without any jokes.

At this time, Adrian Hale secretly glanced at his leader's reaction. The silver-haired Zerg walking in the front still had an expressionless look on his face. He ignored the subordinates' excessive behavior and just marched forward with a clear goal in mind.

If Ethan King, the editor who is committed to mediating the war between Zerg and humans in the future, heard the above discussion, he would probably be choked and speechless on the spot, but he was still sleeping soundly in the dim cave at this time, and had no idea about the things that were about to happen.

Ethan King originally wanted to fall asleep on the cold and hard ground because he had consumed too much energy. However, facing this kind of scene, none of the Zerg in the cave could stand it. The low-level Zerg did not have much thinking ability, and based on instinct, they moved the young man back into the eggshell.

Although most of the top of this giant eggshell has been removed, the internal space can still serve as a hotbed and play its special protective role.

Some Zergs even gently pushed and rocked the eggshell, as if they were using it as a cradle.

So the advanced Zerg troops who entered the cave from outside saw this exact scene, and they were almost collectively stunned.

Although the Zerg in front of them did not have high levels of ability, they were recognized as the most brutal and barbaric Tak group among the Zerg.

However, what they saw now was that the Zerg soldiers from this barbaric tribe were patiently guarding a large white egg, and the process was gentle and loving.

If you tell this kind of thing to others, not only will humans not believe it, even they, as your own kind, will find it hard to believe it!

"Squeak---" Outsiders. Although the intruders were from the same tribe, the Tucker Zerg guarding the white egg still showed a certain degree of vigilance.

Victor Knight focused his eyes on the target object. He raised his hand to signal all his subordinates behind him to stop, while he continued to go deeper.

The absolute level gap and the instinct of submission to superiors made these Tak Zerg allow the other side to approach.

The top of the white egg being guarded was already broken. The silver-haired Zerg noticed this from a distance. He approached it and lowered his head slightly. At this time, he saw what was hidden in the huge eggshell...

Curled up slightly in a side-lying position, with some soft black hair gently sticking to the cheek, the black-haired young man in this eggshell is sleeping quietly and defenselessly.

With the Zerg's hearing several times superior to that of humans, Victor Knight could hear the young man's breathing by will after getting close, which completely overlapped with the even breathing sound that was directly transmitted to his consciousness.

"Huh...Hmm..." Even though a strange being was so close to him and staring at him, the sleeping black-haired young man did not show any alertness. He just made some inaudible mumbling sounds in his sleep.

It's very weak, the kind that can be crushed to death if you accidentally use a little more force.

After reaching this conclusion, the silver-haired Zerg did not take any action afterwards. Its light golden vertical pupils shrank slightly without its owner noticing.

After a while, the silver-haired Zerg moved. It stretched out its tail out of habit, but this tail, which was a high-risk weapon in battle, paused when it was about to touch the young man, and suddenly retracted.

The owner of the tail frowned, stood still and thought for a few seconds, then leaned over and picked up the young man who was curled up in the eggshell with both hands.

This action seemed a bit clumsy. Indeed, this high-level Zerg was not good at doing this kind of thing. He didn't even figure out why he did this.

His body was moved, and the young man, who was still sleeping soundly, uttered some unclear mumbling sounds again, and unconsciously rubbed against any object he could rub against.

This action will undoubtedly make the person being rubbed feel dependent on the other person. The tail that reflects the owner's true desire suddenly swung at this moment, and the handsome and cold face of the silver-haired Zerg suddenly became more expressionless.

It was like a dragon finding its long-lost beloved treasure. The irritability and desire to destroy that had been accumulating before suddenly decreased incredibly quickly the moment it actually touched the young man in its arms. Although it still couldn't figure out the reason, the silver-haired Zerg instinctively kept its eyes on the young man, staring at him intently.

The tail is much more sensitive to its owner's true mood than the owner himself. While the silver-haired Zerg still had a cold expression on his face, the tail behind him had already moved spontaneously.

This extremely dangerous tail slowly approached the young man, and when it was about to touch him, it consciously wrapped around his waist.

This requires careful control of strength. At the beginning, I only dare to circle gently, because the young man's body is too fragile and there is a possibility of being strangled.

Weak... soft, warm, and incompatible with the Zerg, but he did not want to destroy it. Alves lowered his eyebrows and looked at his tail that was wrapped around the young man's waist. The Zerg was a race that would obey its own instincts and desires.

Shifting his gaze to the young man's face and watching silently, the silver-haired Zerg slowly tightened his tail, and finally used just the right amount of force to firmly encircle the treasure he had found.

When the silver-haired Zerg turned around, his subordinates didn't know what to pay more attention to.

The young man held by their leader undoubtedly had a huge impact and attraction on them, but facing the scene before them, they couldn't help but doubt their own eyes.

It was a well-known fact in their fleet that their leader did not like physical contact with others. The only exception was when piercing the opponent's body in battle.

After confirming that the intruders had no ill intentions, the Tak Zerg in the cave relaxed their vigilance slightly and allowed the rest of their species to approach.

Their idea is simple: this planet is not safe, and only with more guarding forces can they better protect the precious thing that is most important to them.

"Boss, why don't you... put the king in the nutrition cabin first?" Knowing his leader's temper too well, Adrian Hale was a little trembling with fear. He was really worried that after the other party reached the limit of his patience, he would throw the black-haired young man to the ground.

It is much safer in the nutrition cabin, and the nutrition cabin can also provide energy to the user.

Subordinates who had similar ideas quickly echoed the idea. In fact, they felt that it was still unfair to let the young man sleep in the nutrition cabin, but they did not have any better conditions for the time being.

There were more whispering sounds around, and the black-haired young man who was originally sleeping quietly showed some reaction.

He was vaguely aware of the things around him, but the fatigue caused by consuming too much energy made Ethan King unable to wake up from his sleep for a while.

There was something on his waist. Following this vague sense, the young man gradually moved his hand to his waist.

What he touched was a hard, cold object without any temperature, but Gu Bianbian was not aware of this at the time. He touched the cold object again and again.

It feels cool and comfortable.

As a person who is afraid of heat, Ethan King touched the cold object over and over again, and then placed his hand on it with satisfaction.

...quiet.

The cave suddenly became quiet. None of the Zerg soldiers who had just agreed dared to make a sound now, and some even held their breath.

Touching their leader's tail or something like that is a sure way to get yourself killed!

The Zerg soldiers who had watched the entire process froze collectively, and they were quickly thinking of ways to save the young man.

The moment he saw the silver-haired Zerg narrow his eyes, his subordinates were immediately disappointed. The leader was an α-class Zerg, only one level higher than them in terms of ability level, but the gap in strength was unmatched.

How much effect can the racial instinct of submission to the king have on their own leaders? The answer to this question is not optimistic at all.

However, what happened next left these Zerg soldiers stunned.

The dangerous tail did move, but it did not make any attacking movements. It just slowly moved up a little, which made it easier for the young man to touch it.

Ethan King had a vague idea that the things he touched would move, but he was unable to think deeply about it at this moment.

He felt that this cool feeling was very comfortable, so he treated it like a pillow. The black-haired young man who was sleeping with his eyes closed subconsciously reached out and hugged this "pillow" which was obviously not soft.

The owner of the tail neither listened to the advice of his subordinates nor paid attention to their reactions. His subordinates interpreted the other party's narrowed pupils as a dangerous gesture, but the fact was exactly the opposite.

This was actually a gesture of submission after accepting some kind of comfort. The irritability and desire for destruction that always clamored in the other party's heart were now completely quieted. As the tail was touched and caressed by the young man, the silver-haired Zerg lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and his eyelids drooped slightly, like a large cat that had its jaw lightly scratched and its fur fully stroked.