A top-tier gigolo, teased by a cool and aloof general, turns warm.

"Brother, is your eye twitching?"

Raphael looked at Shi Yu with suspicion, his brows furrowed slightly, his tone calm and undisturbed.

Ever since his mental strength reached SS level, it was as if he was suppressed by an invisible force, and no matter how hard he trained, he could not improve any further.

This made him feel very anxious and frustrated.

Now, a palm-sized amethyst has brought him an unexpected surprise.

The energy contained in the amethyst stone made him feel that breakthrough feeling again.

A spark of hope ignited in his heart.

"Ahem... Did you hear what your brother-in-law said? If you dare to leak what just happened, I won't let you off the hook."

Shi Yu coughed, his face tense.

He glared at Raphael, the warning clearly in his eyes.

I was just throwing myself at a blind man, no, I should say I was playing music to a cow.

Raphael nodded slightly.

His face remained calm and indifferent, showing no concern for Shi Yu's threat.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the energy that had just entered was constantly impacting the invisible barrier, but each time it ended in failure.

He grew increasingly anxious, yearning to gain more energy to break through the barrier.

"Just a little bit more, give me the amethyst..."

Raphael's voice rose unconsciously, filled with an irrepressible longing.

Seeing his eagerness, Shi Yu felt a little helpless. He understood Raphael's desire for a breakthrough.

However, they were also well aware that absorbing the energy of amethyst indiscriminately could bring huge risks.

He gave the instructions with a serious expression.

"We'll go find you an amethyst. Remember, never try to absorb the energy inside yourself, or even if the Insect God comes, he won't be able to save you."

Shi Yu led Chris to the next mine, releasing his mental energy to explore along the way.

"My lord, if Raphael cannot find a suitable partner before the age of twenty-five, what will you do?"

Chris asked in a muffled voice.

A wave of bitterness surged through him, making his heart feel like it was soaking in acid, and even breathing was painful.

Shi Yu poked his puffed-up cheek and coaxed his little jealous son in a gentle voice.

"Don't overthink it. He only sees me as a brother right now, and there are no romantic feelings between us."

Chris had been a little suspicious, but his suspicions vanished instantly upon hearing the master's words.

"If you really can't find a suitable male, you can register at the marriage bureau and have him be a nominal female..."

As he continued talking, which became increasingly absurd, Shi Yu quickly interrupted him.

"My dear wife, please have mercy on me. I don't want to be cyberbullied."

They hadn't gone far, and Raphael overheard their conversation word for word.

He touched his heart, which seemed to be numb from the pain and devoid of feeling.

He stood there for a while before finally taking a step away.

He wandered aimlessly through the mine until suddenly he felt as if he had bumped into an insect. He looked up.

The thin, sub-female was standing in front of him, seemingly startled by the sudden collision.

Raphael mechanically began to apologize: "I'm sorry..."

The sound seemed not to have come from his mouth.

The sub-female, however, did not care about the collision just now, but instead looked pleasantly surprised.

"Dr. Raphael, is that really you? I've always admired you so much! My name is Naga, and I'm an intern."

Naga's cheeks flushed, his eyes sparkled with excitement, and his heart was filled with admiration and curiosity.

Worship? What an unfamiliar word.

Raphael looked at him with a somewhat blank expression.

For a moment, I didn't know how to respond.

A hint of amazement flashed in the eyes of the red-haired male insect beside Naga, but he quickly concealed it.

He quietly pushed past Naga and walked up to Raphael.

He gave a graceful, gentlemanly bow and said, "Beautiful lady, my name is Löw, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Faced with the enthusiasm of the unfamiliar male insect, Raphael couldn't help but build up a defense in his heart.

She didn't react much to his attentiveness, simply walked past him, and continued towards the dormitory.

"Who is he looking down on?"

Löw gave a disgruntled sneer.

His eyes widened as he greedily stared at that tall, imposing figure, his anger rising ever higher.

Naga lowered his head, his face flushed red, and his hands clenched into fists.

She argued quietly, "Don't say that. Dr. Raphael is a highly skilled doctor; he's my idol..."

Löw was in a fit of anger and didn't take Naga's words to heart at all.

He sneered, "Is that so? I want him, you'll help me."

Naga glanced at Love, then quickly looked away.

His lips trembled slightly, and his eyes revealed despair and helplessness.

He pleaded desperately, "You already have many female slaves, can you please spare Dr. Raphael? He's a good insect, he shouldn't be treated like this..."

Snapped……

The heavy slap landed, leaving Naga's face with obvious finger marks, red and swollen.

"Just go when I tell you to, stop talking so much nonsense."

Löw smirked, a forced smile playing on his lips. "I'm going to have him."

"Yes."

Naga was filled with remorse.

How could I have made such a foolish mistake?

He actually agreed to help Löw poison the female insects.

Now, he has something on her hands, and she feels like she's tightly bound by an invisible rope, unable to break free.

I'll probably never be able to escape his control in this lifetime.

Meanwhile.

Unaware of all this, Raphael returned to his dormitory and lay quietly on his bed, clutching half a lemon peel tightly in his hand.

He was always aloof and self-possessed, keeping his distance from other insects, as if everything around him was irrelevant to him.

However, he was somewhat uneasy at this moment, and the image of Rosso kept flashing through his mind.

"If only there were a medicine that could make insects lose their memory..."

Raphael muttered to himself, his voice so low that only he could hear it.

Just then, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Dr. Raphael, I've made you some juice, please try it."

A fawning voice came from outside the door.

Raphael frowned impatiently, but still slowly got up and walked towards the door.

He opened the door and looked at the timid and submissive submissive in front of him.

His sharp eyes narrowed slightly, revealing an undeniable dominance.

"I don't want to drink, please don't bother me anymore."

"Please don't find it offensive."

Naga was pale and bit her lip.

Trying hard to suppress her nervousness and unease, she handed the juice to Raphael.

"Resources are extremely scarce on Amethyst Star. I specially went to the Grand Hotel to buy these. Only the best things are worthy of you."

Raphael looked at the juice in Naga's hand, and his originally indifferent attitude softened slightly.

"I don't need it, you can keep it for yourself."

Naga stubbornly shook his head, insisting, "If you don't drink it, I'll stand at the door until you do."

Raphael stared at Naga.

His pale face and resolute eyes made him feel a little reluctant to see her like that.

Reluctantly, he took the glass, held Naga's chin tightly, and poured the juice into his mouth.

The juice flowed down Naga's throat, and he coughed violently.

Raphael shoved the cup back into his hand. "I don't like owing favors to insects."