[BL] I Focus on My Career In Dog Blood Plots

Chapter 205

It's a good question; is it a matter of hating the shortness of life, or the shortness of time to enjoy privilege?

An Yinong's words peeled back the hypocrisy of the Gitta inch by inch, as well as the hypocrisy of many of the Higher Bugs who did nothing.

'You who have enjoyed high welfare without giving anything', are you qualified to complain?

Similarly living for thirty years, there were some people whose lives were fulfilling, and even if they regretted and resented it, it was because their ambitions had not been realized, and they regretted that the countless possibilities of their lives had been snuffed out.

But there are also people, who don't do anything to enjoy the benefits that others only get from killing on the battlefield, they regret and resent, that is in regret that the days of easy and fast lying to win can only be enjoyed for more than ten years.

Of course, the Higher Bug Race had the right to suffer, the restricted lifespan could indeed bring great pressure and even make people crazy, so the first thing An Yinong wished for was to solve this.

But that didn't mean that the Higher Bug Race could transfer their pain to other equally unfortunate bug races, he didn't have that right.

The crowd murmured as they looked at Gitta, who had been struck speechless. Gitta's self-righteous 'condescension' was simply untenable, as An Yinong had said, he just didn't think the privilege was enough.

They were more curious about the new queen, who didn't seem quite what they expected.

Call him aloof, his wishing his 'looting' of the tablet was for the collective good. Call him warm, his words and gestures were conspicuously repulsive.

No one noticed that Ghita's shadow shifted without the main body moving.

"To be able to say such things with a straight face, but only because you're the queen-" Gitta, who was thought to have lost his fighting spirit, suddenly drew his sword seemingly to attack An Yinong.

An Yinong froze, and before he could react, Frost Breath crossed over and slashed at his body, with other weapons and energy fluctuations following close behind.

However Gita transformed into a worm body, a two-dimensional creature, and these attacks seemed to have little effect on him.

He had reached An Yinong in the blink of an eye, the game designer on the ship was on his feet and had accidentally knocked over his cup, and there was no need to mention the performance of the others.

An Yinong's eyes instantly turned red, black incantations wrapping around his fingertips, almost ready to kill this guy.

But at the critical moment, he noticed that there was something wrong with the man's expression. At the same time, Jita's knife was already close at hand, but it stopped just as hard.

An Yinong sensed the 'otherworldly' aura.

He saw Gitta's face exchanging pain and resentment, as if an angel and a devil had split in his soul and were fighting. He guessed that this was Gita's hatred for him as well as the 'otherness', fighting the bugs' instincts against the Queen.

So An Yinong didn't move either, he even held up a hand to signal the others not to do anything rash either. He was a little curious, how important was the Queen to them, important enough to overcome hatred and control?

"Do you want to kill me? You must hate me for forcing you to tell the truth in front of the whole world, for robbing you of your tablet, and for ...... making you a human existence from now on."