Insectoids: The Job of the Males

e must be a story behind this!

As expected, Wei Zhuo smiles a little.

“If you risk your life for it; we were still really young, and he and I have never been in the academy.
We started off as the lowest rung, and slowly made our way up in a year, when war has erupted between the insectoids and the finned ones.
Our team was ambushed and casualties were really high.
Meng Yuele and I, hot-blooded as we were, just drove our mechas in a beeline for their main vessel,” Wei Zhuo recalls, “we were going to bring as many of them down with us, but we didn’t die, and I managed to lop off the head of the supreme commander of the finned ones.
Apparently, he was their fourth prince, too.
I was lucky.”

Wei Zhuo can’t help but recall what he was thinking then.
He actually thought he was going to die.

But he didn’t want to.
He was still questioning himself.
Why should he die? For what is he fighting, protecting with all his life?

A life of continued extravagance and luxury for insectoids like his so-called ‘father’?

Is there even a meaning in this sacrifice? No one can tell him.

Though he lived, the question lingered.
He obeyed society’s rules still, to the letter, but he cannot find it in him to have a personal investment.
Wei Zhuo once thought he was simply a weapon wielded by the Federation, the kind that is sentient.

“Squadron Leader?” Cheng Zhaoci shakes his hand in front of Wei Zhuo, who is looking back at him now.

The turning point came when he saw the young male emerge from the rubble pile, he thinks.
He really was special, like a shining ray of light that pierced through darkness, to grant a soul to the pile of lifeless, robotic meat known as ‘Wei Zhuo.’

Suddenly, he realises that it is because of insectoids like Cheng Zhaoci that there is now meaning in what he has done.

He is protecting the insectoids as a whole, protecting young males like him…

Speaking of males, as a healthy, adult shemale, he obviously has more carnal desires.

But Wei Zhuo does not dare to imagine himself the cijun or even shemale concubine of the young male.
He does not want him to have to shoulder the burden of his desires.
He wants to protect him, not for reputation or other such rewards.
He will just watch over him quietly, so that the young male can always live to his heart’s desires, that he can continue shining brightly, and so spread some of the warmth of that light onto him.

Wei Zhuo thinks he understands the shemales that would do whatever it takes to make the males happy.
Wei Zhuo, looking at Cheng Zhaoci’s face, thinks he can never say ‘no’ to him.

Meanwhile, Cheng Zhaoci, blushing a little from the stares, can’t help but think about how powerful that handsome appearance of the Squadron Leader Wei Zhuo is.
He shuts his eyes firmly then reopens them, and continues, “can you play a few rounds of virtual mecha fights with me?”

“No,” Wei Zhuo refuses by reflex, speaking before his brain could even react.
All the emotions he’s been feeling have been eliminated, his brain is now once again filled with the ceaseless death knell of “let’s play another round.”

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