The Males Were Reborn After The Female Ruler Was Scumbed [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 8

Lu Qing’s dazzling entrance stunned all the bugs present. It wasn’t just the five male bugs who hadn’t seen the world; even his former Cijun, who usually remained composed when Mount Tai collapsed before him, showed a look of bewilderment.

There was surprise, curiosity, suppressed laughter… everything, except “he’s so handsome.”

Lu Qing’s masculine self-esteem subtly twitched in pain. He kicked the nearby gun into a corner: “…I definitely look like an idiot right now.”

System: “…The word ‘look’ is not quite accurate.”

Lu Qing was furious, “It’s all your fault!!”

The male bug opposite him was even angrier. It seemed he wanted to rush over and beat up Lu Qing for ruining their plans.

—In fact, except for the S-class male bug, the other male bugs did exactly that.

They probably knew that villains die from talking too much, so without a word, they brandished their fists and charged forward. The S-class male bug couldn’t even hold them back.

As they charged, powerful mental energy externalized, creating intense energy fluctuations.

If male bugs were mages, their mental power would be their magic, a psychic magic that could directly destroy the enemy from within.

Lanxi subtly frowned. From the extremely faint pheromones when he last saw the male bug, he knew this bug’s level was probably very low.

The difference in level between male bugs is extremely fatal. Yet… the male bug seemed unconcerned?

The next second, the male bug, seemingly without any mental power, completely ignored the other male bugs’ mental energy attacks.

“Aow—!!”

Lu Qing executed a quick grapple, grabbing two male bugs, and then delivered two solid punches with his backhand, as if he wasn’t hitting heinous murderers but the annoying System that made him look foolish in front of his ex-husband.

“How dare you say that?! It’s all your fault! The lighting is even trashier than a visual kei band!!” (The original reference is to Shāmǎtè, an exaggerated Chinese subculture style).

“It’s clearly because you insisted on wearing that goofy mask—!!”

While the System argued back, unconvinced, it warned, “—Twelve o’clock direction, that male bug is going for the gun!!”

“What if I’m exposed and they seek revenge, and you won’t give me any invincibility gear!!”

Lu Qing forcefully kicked the male bug in front of him. The powerful inertia sent the male bug staggering back several steps, directly crashing into his allies, taking out two more.

With mental power being ineffective and no weapons, even the strongest male bug is a fragile chicken. How could they possibly be a match for Lu Qing—a genuine hooligan who had fought in underground boxing rings and worked as a debt collector on Earth?

Except for the S-class male bug, all the remaining bugs had lost their combat capability. The situation looked great, yet—

Lu Qing looked at the dark muzzle of the gun in front of him and clicked his tongue in annoyance.

The S-class male bug said coldly, “Don’t move, put your hands up—”

Even though Lu Qing had resolved the fight as quickly as possible, the difference in numbers was evident. The time he took to deal with the four male bugs was enough for this male bug to get the gun.

Lu Qing slowly raised his hands, “Don’t get excited, friend. Let’s talk nicely…”

The male bug watched him warily, the muzzle unmoving, “Who exactly are you, and why is the mental energy attack ineffective against you…”

This innate ability of male bugs allowed them to be successful and invincible in the galaxy. In the entire universe, almost no intelligent species is immune to a male bug’s mental energy attack;

Not to mention within the Insect Race. The higher the male bug’s level, the more terrifying the mental energy attack. Above S-class, it can not only inflict fatal damage on male bugs below the same level but also severely injure powerful military females.

Perhaps he was truly too curious, so he couldn’t help but talk more at a time when he shouldn’t.

Lu Qing gave an insincere smile, “If I tell you now, won’t I be dead for sure?”

He had called the police earlier, and they would arrive shortly. Even Lanxi’s bodyguards, no matter how useless, couldn’t have failed to locate him by now and should be arriving soon. He just needed to stall for a few more minutes…

“If you don’t talk, you can die right now.”

The male bug didn’t fall for it at all. He lightly squeezed his finger on the trigger, his eyes dangerous.

Lu Qing: “…Alright.”

In truth, Lu Qing was also very puzzled by this matter. In his previous life, when Lanxi discovered his immunity to male bug mental energy, he had him checked, but nothing was found. It was ultimately attributed to the “grace of the Bug God.”

Lu Qing himself guessed that it was probably related to his past life as a human. When he entered this useless shell, some subtle reaction occurred. Although he had no mental power, the upside was that the male bugs’ mental energy attacks were also ineffective against him.

Of course, Lu Qing wouldn’t tell this male bug that he was once human, a fact even Lanxi didn’t know.

So, Lu Qing displayed an extremely sad expression, a sorrow that even the paper bag on his face couldn’t hide, “It’s probably because I’m an idiot.” (Using the literal translation of the slang term for “idiot/disabled/mentally deficient”).

The S-class male bug’s expression went blank for a moment: “…”

After the shock came an inexpressible fury. The male bug angrily pressed the trigger, “You dare to mess with me?!”

“Bang—!!”

The time the male bug spent in a daze was just enough for Lu Qing to shift his angle and avoid a vital spot.

Even if hit, it would at most be a minor injury.

However, the expected pain didn’t come at all. He didn’t fall, but the S-class male bug did.

Behind the male bug stood Lanxi, who had silently crept up at some point.

The fragile and beautiful sub-female’s clothes were stained with bl00d, looking beautiful yet vulnerable—that is, if one ignored the large brick in his hand.

Clearly, the brother on the ground was severely injured by this murder weapon.

Lu Qing: “…………”

Good, good grief.

Lanxi covered the wound on his arm and slowly walked towards Lu Qing, “You…”

“You…”

Lu Qing’s gaze subtly swept over the crimson stain, and he spoke first, “Your hand, are you okay…?”

Lanxi’s footsteps halted. He looked down at the wound, his lowered eyelids trembling slightly, “It’s nothing serious.”

He looked startled but pretended to be strong, appearing extremely pitiful and worthy of affection.

Unfortunately, Lu Qing was a straight man and didn’t pick up on it at all. He didn’t feel anything was wrong when he heard the reply.

Right, Lanxi had a very low tolerance for pain. A slight scratch would make him whine. If he were seriously injured, he would have collapsed by now. This bl00d was probably just accidentally smeared on him.

Lu Qing was relieved. He pushed the bicycle he had hidden between two walls back out. “Since that’s the case, I’ll be going now.”

Then he rode away on his bicycle, his figure looking quite dashing.

Yep, he left.

Lanxi: “?”

Lanxi was stunned for at least a minute before realizing that the strange male bug had truly left.

If the first time Lanxi met him, he developed some subtle curiosity due to those beautiful eyes and odd behavior.

Then the second time he saw him, his suspicion grew stronger.

Seeing the same male bug in two different locations within two days, in similar scenarios, was too much of a coincidence.

It was hard not to suspect whether he was self-directing the events and deliberately trying to approach him.

Lanxi grew up in an environment full of conspiracies and darkness, so he inevitably viewed every bug who approached him with scrutiny.

But once again, the male bug surprised Lanxi. He didn’t take the opportunity to demand anything from him, nor did he have any other motive. He simply passed by and performed a righteous act.

Lanxi frowned, contemplating something. At his feet, a male bug woke up from the intense pain of unconsciousness, struggling to grab his foot.

Lanxi stepped down hard without changing his expression, crushing the bug’s bones.

The male bug was streaming cold sweat, in agonizing pain, his mouth wide open, but he couldn’t utter a sound.

Lanxi frowned. So, if he didn’t have an ulterior motive, why was he sneaking around both times he saw him, covering his face with strange things? Was it because he was too ugly…?

Lanxi hadn’t figured it out yet when his terminal flashed. It was a message from Crete: [Arriving in one minute. Army, medical team, and media are all in position—]

Lanxi was about to reply when a ‘creak, creak’ sound suddenly echoed in his ear.

He looked up. The male bug he had just been thinking about was riding his strange two-wheeled vehicle and rushing towards him.

The paper bag on the male bug’s head had been thrown somewhere, and his chestnut hair was finally freed, fluttering on its own.

The male bug seemed to have just reached adulthood, his face carrying a fading youthful spirit. He had a high nose bridge and deep-set eyes, his features handsome. A pair of slightly upturned peach blossom eyes seemed to hook directly into a person’s heart.

Lanxi heard his heart skip an irregular beat.

However—the male bug was about to shatter his fantasy.

The male bug was frantically and anxiously pedaling his two-wheeled vehicle: “My takeout box, my takeout box!!!”

“Who saw my box, aow-woo-woo!!”

Lanxi: “…………”