"I’ll go find soone to verify."
"If it’s fake news, you know the consequences."
He didn’t say anything, using the fact that the Insect Race Civilization killed many humans as leverage.
This was a aningless exchange.
Not sothing that should be said now.
He only wanted to know information about the Divine-level Civilization.
"I..."
The Insect Race Mother Empress whispered, "In our Insect Race Civilization, there’s a rule: whoever takes my maidenhood, I must marry that person. I’ve always been a maiden, and just now, my maidenhood was claid by one of your subordinates."
"Bring him over."
"When I see him, I’ll tell you everything."
"Huh?"
Standing nearby, Old Pig couldn’t help but express disbelief, "What are you talking about, you’ve birthed so many Insect Race monsters, and you claim you’re a maiden."
"How unusual is this, is parthenogenesis so surprising to you?"
"That’s not unusual, it’s just that in my knowledge, parthenogenesis is for lower-level creatures, like paracia."
"That’s because your understanding is too low."
Old Pig was left speechless, unsure how to respond.
Soon—
The utterly confused Zhang Yi was brought over.
When the Insect Race Mother Empress saw Zhang Yi, her gigantic body quickly developed nurous cracks, followed by her skin and fat rapidly peeling off until...in the end, a tall woman fitting human aesthetic standards stood there.
"Now I have shed my ’Fertility Mother Empress’ status, this is the real ."
"Even by your human aesthetic standards."
"Marrying wouldn’t be a loss, right?"
"As long as we can marry, I’ll tell you whatever you want to know, but the marriage must use the ’Doomsday Marriage Certificate,’ a wedding recognized by the Cosmic Rules."
"..."
Chen Mang looked at Zhang Yi, standing utterly bewildered, and felt a headache coming on. How the heck did things develop to this conclusion?
How did the plot unfold like this!?
At first, he just wanted to see what the Mother Empress looked like and what that Black Hole was.
Surrounding Old Pig and Biaozi, everyone now looked at Chen Mang with equally baffled expressions, clearly unsure how to handle the unfolding drama.
"Whew..."
After a long ti.
Chen Mang took a deep breath and turned to the Insect Race Mother Empress: "First, I need to make it clear to you, Zhang Yi is an important figure on my train, and I can’t just let him marry you easily. I need to ask you a few questions."
"Humans and the Insect Race are different."
"When you’re together or...being intimate, will you suddenly make a lot of insects appear?"
"No."
The Insect Race Mother Empress chuckled, "You really aren’t from a Divine-level Civilization. In a Divine-level Civilization, all species are the sa, made of flesh and can almost deconstruct their own bodies at will."
"The reason the Insect Race seems so terrifying to you."
"It’s because that’s their optimal combat form."
"The form you saw of before, extrely fat, was the optimal fertility form."
"For people from an Advanced Civilization, it’s possible to freely choose their appearance and body type, with no racial prejudice. Even humans can deconstruct their bodies into Insect Race forms; the only prejudice is of Advanced Civilizations towards lower-level ones."
"This is a universal cosmic consensus."
"And now, I am powerless, just with a pretty form, like a...beautiful vase."
"No different from you humans."
"The sa kind of body."
"And for the Insect Race, this is a talent, not needing civilization to reach an advanced level to possess this ability, choosing a form, having certain abilities."
"For Human Civilization, it requires reaching a certain level of advancent."
"No need for so much talk, you an there’s no difference from normal humans, right?" asked Chen Mang, frowning.
"That’s right."
"Hold on a mont."
Chen Mang pulled Zhang Yi to the side with a sowhat grim expression and, after a long while, awkwardly asked, "Do you want a wife?"
Zhang Yi thought for a long ti and then seriously nodded, "Yes."
"How about that woman?"
Chen Mang pointed toward the distant Insect Race Mother Empress.
"Good."
"Do you want her as your wife?"
"No," Zhang Yi shook his head, "One isn’t enough, I want two; my younger brother doesn’t have a wife either."
"..."
Chen Mang took another deep breath, "You’re not bothered she’s an Insect Race Mother Empress?"
"Uh...she’s a Mother Empress, not a beggar...why would I be bothered..."
"Prefix has ’Insect Race’ to it."
"Doesn’t matter, she’s not bothered by being dim-witted."
"Great."
...
An hour later.
A mind-boggling wedding was held within the "Doomsday Abyss" on Water Blue Star.
Walking at the front, wearing a groom’s attire, Zhang Yi happily hugged the Insect Race Mother Empress, tossing candies to guests on both sides. Few attended the wedding, only senior staff from the Constant Star Train.
Zhang Yi was grinning ear to ear.
He never thought he’d have a wife.
After all, he knew he wasn’t too bright.
He didn’t expect his wife to be so pretty, and still a Mother Empress.
Except...
The Insect Race Mother Empress beside him didn’t look happy, and kept muttering discontentedly under her breath, "Such a copycat, learning everything from start to finish, it’s so annoying."
Behind them.
Was the equally smiling Zhang Er, also hugging a girl, another Insect Race Civilization Mother Empress in her non-fertility form, only looking sowhat blank, with the sa silly smile as Zhang Er.
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