My Love Rival and I Are 100% Compatible - Chapter 141

Xi Shuang didn’t expect the danger to come so quickly. Even though she had sworn she wasn’t afraid, she screamed instinctively when the real Insect race appeared.

Compared to the Insect race simulations in holographic training, they looked even uglier.

The Alphas of Guyun Academy routinely trained and simulated countless battles. Even though Xi Shuang was screaming, she instinctively pulled Ling Xun behind her.

The resting pavilion collapsed with a crash. Wen Xinghuo, with a long knife, split open the constantly emerging low-level Insects. Before jumping into her mecha cabin, she said to Xi Shuang, “Protect yourself!”

Xi Shuang’s combat skills weren’t as good as Wen Xinghuo’s, but she was still a top Alpha. At this moment, she quickly put away her carefree appearance and pushed Ling Xun, “Do your best, cousin.”

Ling Xun’s face didn’t show any fear. Her delicate face stared at the attacking low-level creatures, and a sense of joy arose.

She pushed up her glasses and entered the mecha cabin, “I didn’t expect we could fight side by side like this.”

Xi Shuang saw that she didn’t even turn her head and exclaimed. Before entering her own mecha cabin, her pants were caught by the Insect’s limbs, and she wailed again.

Even though the network function was lost, the mechas were still equipped with top-notch energy sources, and they could complete short-wave communication with each other.

Almost the moment Xi Shuang entered her mecha cabin, Wen Xinghuo activated her mecha, and a surging, scalding energy erupted, not extinguished by the rain, like a meteorite landing, splashing infinite fire.

Xi Shuang: “Wen Xinghuo, are you crazy? Can’t you say something before opening fire? My mecha is going to be burned by you.”

She muttered, dealing with the constantly crashing creatures, and couldn’t help but worry about Xi Zhoumeng .

“What’s going on with Zhoumeng and Yueshan?”

Unfortunately, one was a mute, and the other was a cousin obsessed with killing the Insect race.

No one paid attention to her in this situation.

The Insect race brought a dense insect tide, as if they had suddenly landed, and almost all the Insect race, from low-level to mid-level, came out of their nests.

Wen Xinghuo pursed her lips, operating her mecha to find a suitable foothold.

Sheng Yangkui was held in her arms, her eyes red as she looked at the alien creatures dying madly outside the cabin.

The Insect race had been evolving for years, and the galaxy’s scholars had been updating their changes.

But these things had too strong a reproductive ability. One hibernation period was enough to recover to their previous state, and they could even evolve themselves.

Sheng Yangkui’s hands were clenched tightly. Even though her consciousness belonged to her, it was hard not to recall the pain of being controlled by these things.

The Insect King, perched on the bodies of the past Queens, had always been ordering the scattered Insect race. His goal had always been to eliminate humans.

Sheng Yangkui didn’t know how the Queens who had their consciousness taken away died.

Did they despair in the daily torment of brainwaves?

But when the human body died, the brainwaves of the human brain disappeared, meaning the Insect King could no longer parasitize.

Even if it had human intelligence, it couldn’t turn into a human.

Where was its body? Why could it continue to reproduce?

In her past life, Sheng Yangkui had tried hard, and she had learned the rules in her daily torment.

Even the Insect race’s consciousness couldn’t maintain a non-hibernating state for long after invading.

But because it was the Insect King, its hibernation was short and frequent. It could be the time it took to say a word, or the time it took to drink a sip of water.

The human body’s sleep was when the Insect King’s consciousness was more active.

Sheng Yangkui could even empathize with the alien conversations of its race. It was summoning, waiting, and looking for the next body.

How can I let people know my abnormality?

The Queen didn’t have much social life, and there weren’t many occasions where she had to appear.

Throughout the year, only the awards for the front-line officers required the Queen to attend in person.

The insect tide was coming early, and the parasitized Insect King wasn’t satisfied with hibernating year after year. There would always be sporadic Insect teams appearing in the interstellar space during the hibernation period.

Searching for and attacking developed planets in the barren planets.

It didn’t matter if they were bombarded, what did insects know about pain?

Wen Xinghuo was on one of these expeditions to kill the Insect race and capture interstellar robbers and major criminals.

Her fame spread far and wide, and every time Sheng Yangkui heard her name, she could only see her on the weekly morning news.

Wen Xinghuo.

A famous interstellar officer.

A promising Alpha.

The Insect King seemed to have noticed this stumbling block, but it was difficult to find an opportunity to kill Wen Xinghuo.

Human society was complex, and the power of an empire was balanced.

The Queen was a symbol of the empire, but she didn’t have much real power, most of it was distributed among the parliament and the nobles.

Even though many of the nobles were useless, they had their own operating system.

The end of the year became what Sheng Yangkui looked forward to the most.

In every second of mental torment, she gradually learned to hide.

She also understood why no one knew that the Queen had been possessed.

It was too painful, even breathing was painful.

It was like poison spreading to every pore, she could easily shed tears of blood.

She calculated the hibernation of this consciousness, looking forward to Wen Xinghuo’s arrival.

If it was her, she could find my abnormality, right?

Why was it Wen Xinghuo?

From her student days to her time as a puppet Queen, Sheng Yangkui watched the people around Wen Xinghuo die one by one.

A lonely hero.

It was her fault, it was this damn Insect race consciousness.

But how could insects understand the nobility of human will, which was indestructible.

Wen Xinghuo wouldn’t die because she was alone.

After the New Year, at the palace banquet, Sheng Yangkui saw Wen Xinghuo as she wished.

The Insect King hated such occasions, its hibernation would extend from a few seconds to tens of seconds.

While raising her glass, no one knew that Sheng Yangkui stepped on Wen Xinghuo’s foot under the table.

…

Wen Xinghuo looked over blankly.

She saw the opening and closing lips, the Queen, who was smaller than her, looked even weaker.

Even the most gorgeous dress couldn’t support her, she even looked pitiful.

The crown was inlaid with jewels, fixed on Sheng Yangkui’s hair.

She just opened and closed her lips, then took a sip of wine.

At the same time, fireworks exploded overhead, another year of spring chill.

Wen Xinghuo had gained merit, but she was alone.

She spoke to the officers who came to greet her, but her mind was filled with the Queen’s face.

[Kill me.]

Did I see wrong?

Wen Xinghuo shook her head, then heard Knight Commander Chu Li explaining his divorce.

He was arrogant, “What’s wrong with me getting divorced? Sheng Qiuyu has a bad temper.”

“Besides, she’s simply malicious, she used to share how to bully the Queen with me.”

Someone chuckled, these nobles in the Capital Star always liked to joke together.

But they all shut up when Wen Xinghuo passed by.

The tall Alpha general passed by, her rank and her person were eye-catching.

Medals were always the glory of Alphas. Wen Xinghuo’s rise from the illegitimate daughter of a ruined noble to Shen Yu’s direct subordinate was something ordinary people couldn’t achieve.

At this time, no one laughed at her abnormal height, and no one laughed at her ugliness.

They would only say that she was tall and brave, pioneering a new aesthetic for female Alphas.

These three words had been lingering in Wen Xinghuo’s heart, so she dreamed of the past for several days.

Dreaming of her time at Guyun Academy.

Dreaming of Xi Zhoumeng, who bullied her when she was a child, dreaming of Chi Yueshan, who came to find her, dreaming of Xi Shuang, who had sworn to play cards with her before the last insect tide.

Everyone was gone.

Those she had argued with, drank with, laughed at, and put her arm around.

It was all like a dream, turning into a past she didn’t dare to look back on. Afraid that she would crave the liveliness of the past and not have the courage to fight for the empire for the rest of her life for her mother’s will.

Shen Yu always said, “People are lonely.”

Her direct superior was old and improper, and liked to drink shochu when she was free. She didn’t know what planet she bought it from, the taste was bitter and burning, Wen Xinghuo coughed violently after drinking two sips.

“Look, even two people who love each other won’t die together. Even if they die together, they’ll be cremated separately.”

Wen Xinghuo: “They don’t cremate now, they decompose them directly.”

Shen Yu said, “Even if they decompose into hot ashes, they can’t be together.”

Wen Xinghuo knew why she was like this.

Shen Yu, who was over thirty-five, hadn’t married. She almost died on the battlefield and was a completely infertile Alpha.

But even so, she didn’t lack Omegas who liked her, but she was still single, drowning her sorrows in the cold night.

Wen Xinghuo: “Is your lover gone?”

Shen Yu nodded and shook her head, “She didn’t even know I like her.”

The battlefield of the elders was also bloody. Which of this generation’s officers didn’t come out of a sea of corpses?

Wen Xinghuo: “Didn’t you get together when you were young?”

Shen Yu: “What’s the point of Alphas getting together?”

She finished another bottle of wine, the two of them drinking in the attic of a fly restaurant on the edge of Mechanical City.

Rest days were boring for people without families. Shen Yu liked to hang out in such places.

Wen Xinghuo was stunned, “She was an Alpha?”

Shen Yu turned her head, she looked much older. Her snow-white hair, like highlights, hung on her cheeks, her long hair was blown by the night wind, her voice ethereal: “She died to save me. The Insect’s limbs had toxins. Even after she was revived, she lay in bed for two years, never opening her eyes. just like that…”

This season was cold, the wine was hot.

It just so happened that it was snowing, Shen Yu looked at the snowflakes in her palm, like her white hair.

“Let’s go.”

She leaned back, letting the snowflakes brush her face: “Lan Lan died, Mingguang died, Chu Jing also died.”

“The most ridiculous thing is that the most beautiful daughter in the family didn’t get amnesty and died of illness on a barren planet.”

Wen Xinghuo knew she was talking about Xi Zhoumeng.

In her impression, the domineering noble miss was stripped of her noble status because of a military discipline error by Xi Mingguang.

The eight families became seven families.

In the end, it was revealed that the first two sons weren’t Xi Mingguang’s children.

The eldest and second sons moved away with their families, and the oldest daughter got married and barely survived because her husband was a noble.

In the eyes of the grown-up Wen Xinghuo, fate was desolate, everyone was a snowflake.

At this moment, the spring snow was cold, a spaceship passed overhead, a streamer flashed, and children were still riding bicycles downstairs.

She thought of her childhood in the lower world, and of the liveliness turning into loneliness over the years.

Finally, she remembered the Queen’s lip mouthing at the palace banquet.

Wen Xinghuo said to Shen Yu, “The Queen is not right.”

The sloppy officer, smelling of alcohol, closed her eyes and smiled, seemingly lost in the haze of her youth, humming a rising tone.

Wen Xinghuo: “Why would she want me to kill her?”

Shen Yu opened her eyes: “The Queen said that?”

Wen Xinghuo thought of Sheng Yangkui’s student days, timid and delicate, and finally becoming Queen.

But everyone knew that the Queen of the Empire wasn’t inherited, the previous one had the final say.

Wen Xinghuo nodded, her face was much firmer than when she was young, and it looked cold in the snow.

“I think I saw wrong.”

She smiled bitterly, “But it’s strange, it doesn’t feel like an illusion.”

Shen Yu wasn’t surprised, she was completely out of touch with the world.

Perhaps the last words of a deceased person in her memory were brought up again, she said, “If she really wants to say it, there will be a next time.”

But a next time was a year.

When she saw Sheng Yangkui again, she had risen another rank, and the other looked much thinner.

Royal power and dignity couldn’t nourish her body, she looked like an over-packaged doll.

This time, Wen Xinghuo subconsciously looked at her.

In the light of the fireworks, the other opened her mouth again—

“The next insect tide is in April.”

The fireworks seemed to explode in Wen Xinghuo’s head, her eyes went black for a moment.

The other turned away, admiring the grand fireworks, like admiring the last flowering of a flower.

In April of this year, the insect tide came as scheduled.

But for others, it was a devastating advance, catching humanity off guard.

The front lines suffered heavy losses, and the Insect race even raided the Capital Star.

The passage between the upper and lower worlds was completely destroyed, and the former prosperity became ruins.

Wen Xinghuo’s mecha was also severely damaged, she was covered in blood, unable to distinguish whether it was her comrades’ blood or the Insect race’s dirty blood.

Red, blue, green, and black were smeared on her body and face, and the Insect King’s last venom corroded her arm, she only had one hand to hold the knife.

And someone was sitting on the throne in the palace, waiting for her to come.

The Insect King attempted to launch a final attack in April. The Insect race corpses that had been in the passage between the upper and lower worlds for years were resurrected.

They densely devoured the fleeing humans.

That consciousness was also divided, and Sheng Yangkui finally had a chance to speak.

She didn’t want to escape, and she didn’t want to live.

Whether she was possessed or not, she was burdened with sins and had to repay them.

Wen Xinghuo appeared in her vision, stepping on the fire, like the first time she saw her at Guyun Academy.

That day was dusk, the setting sun was like blood, Wen Xinghuo was coming back from a part-time job.

Most people had gone to the auditorium to see the premiere of a new play, and Sheng Yangkui had her ticket snatched by Sheng Qiuyu, who wanted to invite someone.

She found a place to cry.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, and the lady-in-waiting was trying to find her a new ticket, she hid in the wisteria flower garden and cried.

Wen Xinghuo seemed to hear it, she strode over, seeing the Omega curled up in a ball.

But she didn’t recognize Sheng Yangkui, only asking, “Hello, do you need help?”

Sheng Yangkui shook her head, after a while, she said in a hoarse voice, “No need…”

Wen Xinghuo said, “Sorry to bother you.”

She walked away, taking a few steps before turning back, not looking at the person inside, “It’s going to rain later, you should go back early…”

Before she could finish, someone shouted—

“Wen Xinghuo! You’re back? Hurry, let’s go train!”

A clear female voice rang out, Xi Shuang put her arm around Wen Xinghuo’s shoulder, pulling her forward.

Wen Xinghuo looked back several times.

The wisteria flower garden was quiet, the crying seemed to be her hallucination.

Sheng Yangkui slowly stood up, staring at the tall figure for a long time, until she disappeared from view.

Now everything was different, but Sheng Yangkui seemed to have returned to her youth.

Her heart was pounding, and her elaborately dressed face had a hint of shyness when she smiled—

“You’re finally here.”

Author’s Note:

This is considered the 1.0 world = the world before Sheng Yangkui’s rebirth = the original content seen by Xi Zhoumeng