Jin Yue
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That night, Bai Jiawen has also called Cheng Zhaoci to talk about the vote.
Well, more like ‘praise to no end with impassioned genuity.’ Bai Jiawen is truly happy. He thought this would have been a symbolic attempt, but now it seemed to actually have some possibility of success.
“You’ve really changed a lot around here,” Bai Jiawen comments, “I’m sure the insectoid has a bright future ahead.”
Cheng Zhaoci fakes a humble acceptance of all the praises, because he’s actually really proud too. Not that he was actively aiming to do any of this, but he still did influence the younger generation for the better.
He feels motivated once more.
Though the motivation is more for seeing Wei Zhuo than anything else. And unfortunately for him, he can’t head to the frontline now either. Apparently, it’s complete chaos there right now.
“Just over 500 remain?” Jin Yue asks about the number of subordinates still remaining with him, alive, and not arrested by the Federation.
He is fiercely loyal to his own subordinates – those of the Golden Lion – and not to the other insectoids. Not that they have much loyalty to him in the first place either, so he isn’t going to pretend to care about them.
He also saw immediately that those pirates that decided to want out after all this will be priority targets for the Federation. He didn’t warn them; in fact, he was quite excited to see it play out.
Now, only just over 500 insectoids remain by his side, all from the Golden Lion.
Originally, there were dozens of times more; however, some of them left when Jin Yue put his rebellion into action, and many of the rest were wounded or dead during the long war that followed.
Now, they’re all he has left.
Honestly, it isn’t even a fight anymore.
The Federation has put up a new generation of defences, which is a shield strong enough to withstand even a direct hit from their most powerful particle lance weaponry. It’s off the charts; apparently, the little ugly thing helped make it.
As expected of a grade S male. The Federation hasn’t had a casualty for quite a while now, while he, Jin Yue, is practically doomed.
He once asked his subordinate, “can we replicate that shield?”
“It’s close to impossible. We can’t make it any smaller with our current techniques. Honestly, that shield is a miracle. An irreplicable miracle.”
Maybe another grade S male can do it, but there is only one, you see.
And even if there were a second one, he would never help them, an impromptu organisation formed to avenge themselves on the males. They already know what they all did.
Jin Yue looks down at his holodeck, and reads the message on there one more time. It was sent during their first skirmishes with the proper forces of the Federation.
A communiqué saying to give up on their futile resistance and cooperate with their arrests, guaranteeing them to fair trials. It’d save both of them a lot of trouble and pain.
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Whether they surrendered or not, though, only death awaits.
Either by a clean execution where their bodies will be buried, or by a painful, dangerous mortal wound suffered on the battlefield.
Jin Yue does not know how many times he’s read this already. Not because he’s contemplating the offer, but to remind himself of the sheer gall of the Federation to send such an insulting, disgusting piece of shit to him, “I’ll never bow to the Federation, to those dumbass males.”
“Boss,” one of his subordinates speaks up, “our base will be found in less than a month. Please, run away.”
Jin Yue turns around to look at him.
“You’ve made it out of Wei Zhuo’s pursuit alive. If you could do it in the past, you can do it again and again.”
Jin Yue starts laughing, and pats his subordinate on the shoulder, “but, I don’t want to run anymore.”
Was he wrong?
No, he was not. He just did what he always wanted to do. He might be insane, but he is not wrong. It is revenge, indiscriminate revenge against the entire world.
He is not Jin ‘the Ace student’ Yue. He is the mad insectoid Jin Yue. Mad people might do anything; the only one to blame is the one that turned him mad in the first place.
Insectoids that are already dead, by the way.
Oddly enough, despite all this, Jin Yue still finds himself drawn to news of the little ugly thing.
Like the law. He knows the little ugly thing has cast ‘Aye’ already, but clearly, it would fail. There are too many males beyond the little ugly thing. They would never allow this piece of legislation to harm their rights.
“Argh! This is driving me nuts!” Zhou Luoluo is lying in bed alongside Cheng Zhaoci. Honestly, the two males watching the holodeck together huddled up like this is oddly suggestive. Or perhaps it’s just a coincidence that every time Zhou Luoluo is hanging out with Cheng Zhaoci the atmosphere turns strange.
Especially from Cheng Jin’s angle, where Zhou Luoluo’s leg is already resting on Cheng Zhaoci’s all naturally. Cheng Jin can only tell himself that the male already has a cijun, and his own son also has Group Captain Wei. There is nothing going on between them.
… Nothing, right?
Zhou Luoluo is now squeezing even more into Cheng Zhaoci, like he’s trying to get embraced. Cheng Jin can’t help but suspect something, and marrying a cijun is simply their ruse to the world.
Inside the room, neither insectoid has noticed the fact that they failed to close the door, and their dad/-in-law is currently observing.
Zhou Luoluo is complaining, holding his fragile little heart, “why must we always have to have a majority vote to pass laws on males?”
No one will ever know how much he has anguished watching the votes chase each other and overtaking by slight margins every single time.
It’s like torture. Watching the numbers is all that he is doing every day, “can’t they just let the entire population vote?”
“Shemales and demis outnumber males too much,” Cheng Zhaoci tells Zhou Luoluo, “if something really bad was proposed, like ‘males can now be slaves to shemales and demis,’ and most shemales and demis voted Aye, that’d be a big problem.”
“But this just makes me so anxious!” Zhou Luoluo yells, ending up with a slap on the back of his head from Cheng Zhaoci, “what are you anxious for? Planning on having a sweet divorce with your cijun soon?”
Zhou Luoluo rubs his poor head, and mumbles, “it’s not that. You know, he’s pregnant.”
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