Chapter 3

But none of this has anything to do with Yael.

　　Although the Zerg follow the custom of male superiority and female inferiority, the root cause is ultimately the oppression of the lower class by the upper class and the monopoly and oppression of power.

　　The equal distribution of resources and wealth has always been the empire's slogan to appease the people. Low-level male insects are also resources that can be divided up, but they are priced more expensively.

　　He never thought that he was special, especially since he was just a human in a Zerg shell. He needed to be vigilant and self-reflective at all times. The consequence of revealing a flaw would be to be ripped open.

　　Yael lowered his eyes and looked at the tomato in his hand, not knowing whether he should be thankful that his grade was only D, so that he could live a stable life away from the treacherous center of power.

　　…

　　When leaving the supermarket, Yer caught a glimpse of the boss grinning, bending down and taking out a stack of small blackboards from under the cash register, all of which were covered with his chibi paintings.

　　Then they were hung one by one next to the items he had just bought, eye-catching like supermarket mascots.

　　Yael: "…"

　　He was speechless for a moment, opened his umbrella and walked into the snow again.

　　*

　　As soon as Yael returned to the door, the chubby little robot butler, 015, came rolling over and stretched out its long mechanical arm to take the things.

　　He was about to close the door when he caught a glimpse of something unusual out of the corner of his eye.

　　Someone had stuck a chip on the door hinge a little bit above the door.

　　A monitoring device?

　　Yael's eyes darkened slightly, and he reached out to take the thing down, but before he touched it, the chip automatically sensed that a creature was approaching, and a flat projection popped up -

　　"Big sale! Huge price cut! The Female Slave Exchange will launch a welcome discount promotion on the third of this month!"

　　Yael: "?"

　　This is actually... an advertisement for slaves?

　　It was the first time that Yael saw such a crazy advertisement, and he was stunned.

　　"I don't want 19999, I don't want 9999, I only want 1999, I want you to take this docile, obedient and lovely female slave home!"

　　"What are you still hesitating about? Is it because our sub-females are not pretty, or is it because our female insects are not docile and well-behaved..."

　　Without waiting for Yael to react, the projection began to play photos of female slaves in the exchange, which dazzled him.

　　He reached out and pulled off the chip. He didn't know what he pressed, but the constantly switching projection suddenly stopped on a photo.

　　Yael glanced at him casually, but the next second, he was caught off guard by a pair of molten gold eyes.

　　Those eyes still shone brightly in the dirt, so beautiful that they were unlike anything in the world, but with an almost sharp hostility and aggression as they stared beyond the projection.

　　Very fierce.

　　But so beautiful.

　　Whoever sees this photo will first notice the eyes, and then the other details.

　　The female insect in the picture has a cold and hard outline, a handsome face, deep eyes, and a deep wrinkle between his brows, like a serious and awe-inspiring senior general.

　　But he was in a disheveled and half-naked state, and obviously had nothing to do with the nobility, this kind of temperament could only arouse a strong desire in others to destroy him.

　　Those guys in charge of taming the slaves apparently thought so too. At least in the photos shown, none of the female slaves had as many and deep wounds as him, looking like shattered porcelain after a violent impact.

　　Yael was lost in thought for a moment, then he looked down and saw a line of red markings below -

　　"Defective products: 10% off"

　　That was indeed a pitifully low price, a price that was totally incompatible with these eyes.

　　His heart felt like it was tapped gently, and it began to palpitate subtly. Yael pursed his lips and actually felt a little moved.

　　"Why don't you come in?"

　　015 stuck his head out and looked at Yer standing there in confusion with his big red eyes.

　　"...I'm coming."

　　He hesitated for a moment, then tore the chip off completely, broke it and threw it away. The projection flickered, interrupting the image.

　　Forget it, he himself is living in a muddle and has no extra energy to do other things.

　　"Crack, crack, crack…"

　　Yael quickly cut a tomato into thin slices, put them on a plate, and looked down at 015 floating beside him. "You try it."

　　015 nodded solemnly and took the kitchen knife, but a spark flashed out of the robotic arm the moment the knife raised, causing the angle to tilt and the tomato dropped into the sink.

　　"S-Sorry."

　　It stumbled and a crying emoticon appeared on the screen.

　　"The new battery works well, but the circuit is still very old and leaks electricity from time to time... It seems that I still cannot perform delicate operations... "

　　He had picked up 015 at his doorstep a year ago. The silly little machine had used its last bit of power to help him find his keys, buzzing and wishing him a good night, completely unaware that it was about to be scrapped.

　　Yael's heart softened and he had picked it up.

　　But 015 was a product that had long been obsolete and there was no way to repair It. Yael could only keep charging it to see if 015 could start the program on its own. It took a full month of charging before 015 suddenly woke up.

　　"never mind."

　　Yael picked up the tomato and rinsed it. He tapped 015's head with his wet fingers. "It's a miracle that you can still move."

　　"I'll get you a new chip next month. I've asked my boss to keep an eye out for new stock."

　　He prepared the dishes neatly, told 015 to watch the soup, wiped his hands and left the kitchen.

　　As soon as Yael sat down on the sofa, the smart home made a soft "beep" sound, and a huge floating screen was projected onto the wall in front of him.

　　" Loading screen, suitable content has been found for you——"