novelraw Chapter 141: You Are the Insect Race
Chapter 141: You Are the Insect Race
"Vice Wang." Su Ruan found Vice Wang and asked directly, "Where’s Commander Lu?"Vice Wang could not reveal the discovery of the Insect Race on Muhe Star, so he could only respond, "Commander’s Wife, the Commander has gone on a mission."
"What mission?" Su Ruan pressed further, the bad premonition in her heart growing stronger.
"Sorry." Vice Wang saluted with firm conviction, "I can’t disclose that."
Su Ruan pursed her lips, "Is there danger?"
Vice Wang hesitated.
The Insect Race is very dangerous, but with Commander Lu’s strength, even if they were discovered, he would surely be able to eradicate them.
"No!" he replied, but Su Ruan had already seen his hesitation.
She took a step forward, a cold gleam in her eyes, her pure black pupils seemingly without any ripple, showing no emotion, "Really?"
Though it was just a simple word, it made Vice Wang feel an oppression only seen from Commander Lu.
Vice Wang was slightly stunned, his gaze towards Su Ruan carrying a touch of surprise.
Seeing his silence, Su Ruan guessed the answer.
"There is danger, isn’t there?" she lowered her voice, just enough for Vice Wang to hear.
"No." Vice Wang responded firmly, as if confirming himself, yet also seeking some sort of safety, "The Commander will not be in danger."
Su Ruan stared at Vice Wang, the chilling sensation from earlier still lingered in her heart, causing a foreboding in her mind.
"Is it truly safe, or is it merely your certainty of safety?" she pressed, her delicate face carrying a cold intensity.
Vice Wang remained silent.
Su Ruan already knew the answer.
"He went to the competition venue, didn’t he?" Su Ruan’s mind raced.
The warship that brought them remained outside Muhe Star; Lu Shinian certainly wouldn’t go to another planet for the mission.
Muhe Star is so small, aside from their encampment, it’s just the native people. No matter where the natives are, it’s less than two kilometers away. If something happened there, Lu Shinian wouldn’t go alone.
The judges from the other three great armies are still here; only Lu Shinian went for a mission, which is abnormal.
Given the circumstances for Lu Shinian to act alone, Su Ruan could only think of one possibility.
"It’s the Insect Race?" she asked, her voice suppressed to a mere whisper.
Seeing Su Ruan had guessed it, Vice Wang slightly lowered his head, acknowledging.
With the confirmed answer, Su Ruan’s pupils contracted slightly.
The Insect Race... It really is the Insect Race.
The memories of being bitten by the Insect Race in the previous life surged back, pain seeming to spread in her bones, turning Su Ruan pale.
"I need to find him." Su Ruan lowered her voice, yet her tone was firm.
Vice Wang was shocked, hurriedly stopping her, "No, Commander’s Wife, you can’t go in."
Su Ruan knew that Vice Wang wouldn’t allow her inside.
She nodded slightly in response, "If he returns, be sure to tell me."
Vice Wang felt relieved, quickly responding, "Alright, Commander’s Wife, you should rest now."
Su Ruan turned and walked into the camp, soon disappearing from sight.
Once Vice Wang saw her return, he busied himself with other tasks.
However, little did he know, shortly after he left, Su Ruan quietly slipped out of the camp and, without anyone noticing, snuck into the competition venue.
The live broadcast only shows footage of the Four Great Armies’ members, even if nano cameras capture other areas, it won’t be broadcasted.
So as long as Su Ruan avoids the competitors, she won’t be noticed.
As she moved further into the venue, the feeling of being watched intensified.
She pursed her lips tightly, glancing at the Light Brain on her left wrist.
The Light Brain was afraid the signals were blocked across Muhe Star, so communication could only be done with a special device.
She couldn’t contact Lu Shinian now.
She didn’t know where he was.
After walking for about ten minutes, Su Ruan suddenly saw someone lying on the ground, and that person’s face seemed somewhat familiar.
The person slightly turned his head and saw her too.
Su Ruan froze and didn’t go over.
She recognized the person as Zhao Yujie, the senior Mecha designer who gave her an odd feeling of incongruity.
"Divine." Zhao Yujie suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse, like it was difficult to speak.
Su Ruan took a step back, planning to avoid Zhao Yujie.
She didn’t want to appear on the live broadcast, if others saw her, they would surely be suspicious.
Her hand inside her pocket lightly tapped the forehead of the Illusion Insect within.
Little White seemed to have received some signal, invisible ripples spread, a momentary change in the scene, but upon close inspection, it appeared nothing had happened.
In the live broadcast split into many small frames at this time, Zhao Yujie’s screen seemed to momentarily freeze.
To the audience, Zhao Yujie seemed continuously motionless, lying stiffly on the ground pretending to be a corpse, enticing members of other armies.
But in reality, on the venue, Zhao Yujie had already stood up.
His movements were stiff, shuffling towards Su Ruan.
"Stop." Su Ruan exclaimed coldly.
But Zhao Yujie seemed not to hear her, uttering strange sounds.
"Divine."
He repeatedly muttered that word, his eyes unfocused, fixated on Su Ruan with an intense, almost deranged fervor.
Su Ruan frowned, feeling that Zhao Yujie scarcely resembled a living person, more like someone possessed.
Possession...
A flash of insight crossed her mind, she seemed to understand something, her gaze narrowed.
"You’re Insect Race."
The assured tone didn’t halt Zhao Yujie’s steps.
But those words seemed to touch some chord within him as Zhao Yujie laughed foolishly.
"Divine."
He muttered, his expression sullen, yet carrying an extreme fervency.
Su Ruan lacks direct experience confronting the Insect Race; her knowledge comes solely from textbooks, but nowhere in textbooks does it mention humanoid or body-possessing Insect Race.
She’s unsure if this is a new type of Insect Race.
If so, how formidable is this new type?
Su Ruan’s heart races, her throat feels dry.
The heightened mental focus involuntarily activated her spiritual power; the intangible tendrils of spiritual power reached towards Zhao Yujie.
At that moment, a figure descended from the skies.