A is in StarCraft, just disembarked from the Zerg Prince spaceship.

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Orion leaned back in the conductor's chair, propping one leg up, half his face hidden in shadow, his grey-blue eyes shining brightly.

"Our little crown prince wants to use diplomacy to win them over? That's laughable." Orion chuckled, his voice laced with contempt. "That's just handing over their weaknesses to the humans, making them think we're equals and they can control the Zerg. My little nephew is too weak. True rulers never need to win anyone over."

He turned his head and looked at the Earth in the holographic projection.

"If it were up to me, all I would need to do is make them understand..."

"Either live on your knees, or die standing."

Speaker Invika's gaze also fell on the projection, where the flashing lights represented individual human cities.

In reality, it's quite fragile; it's filled with mortal humans.

It is true that humans are an inherently weak race; their physical strength is easily defeated.

Once broken by external force, their skin is just a layer of soft cells, and their physical strength is not much stronger than a piece of fruit.

"Then..." Council Speaker Invica asked Orion slowly.

He spoke slowly, as if he himself were pondering, "How do you plan to tame them?"

Orion smiled slightly again.

"Those who rebel will be executed for treason, while those who submit will be protected as a rare gender. Someone will know how to choose. I don't want either omegas or betas. Picking 500 million out of 24 billion alphas is a piece of cake. I'm worried there might be too many. I'll only choose the most obedient ones."

"But aren't you afraid that some people are just feigning compliance and will harbor resentment towards us later?"

If the remaining alphas are only outwardly obedient to the Zerg while harboring resentment in their hearts, they can indeed control the high-ranking female Zerg after establishing a male-female bond.

"Oh dear, that is a problem."

This is a very real possibility, Orion thought to himself, troubled.

"I do have an idea," said Speaker Invika.

"Oh, tell me about it?"

Speaker Invika straightened his suit.

These royal children are not necessarily all-rounders.

At least in terms of manipulating people's hearts, Orion is not as good as him.

"Who said we were going to carry out a massacre?"

The Speaker of the Council of Invika stood up straight, as if he were giving a speech.

His voice was very calm, flat, and without any fluctuation: "The universe is full of surprises. When a civilization first enters the universe, it's perfectly normal for some barbaric alien races to attack weaker races."

He tapped the quantum computer, and the holographic image transformed into a virtual battlefield record.

Alien warriors wielding weapons charged at human soldiers, causing them to crumble in a realistic and bloody scene.

"Are there few trash races in the universe? Not at all. Although our Crown Prince wiped them out almost a few years ago, there will always be some remnants left, won't there?"

"It's perfectly normal for the remnants of cannibalistic, trashy races to unite and retaliate, ambushing the Crown Prince who was on a mission to Earth, or taking advantage of the Crown Prince's absence to launch an attack on Earth."

"Invaders can be disguised by our soldiers, and corpses and prisoners can be recovered for research or pheromone extraction under the pretense that they were eaten by cannibals."

Councilor Invika said softly, "When humanity dies down to one percent or less, when their planet is reduced to scorched earth, those who survive... will naturally be called the orphans of human civilization who have been rescued by the universe. And the Zerg will generously and selflessly take them in. Humanity will be grateful, deeply grateful, and will become the Zerg's most loyal friends, and in the future, their most loyal and unwavering lovers."

"After living among the Zerg for several decades, most of humanity will be replaced. The new generation of humans will forget Earth, forget humanity, and become citizens of the Zerg completely."

Orion looked at him admiringly: "As expected of you."

To deceive humanity into being grateful to the culprits who destroyed their home.

If nothing unexpected happens, it really can be achieved.

If Invika Serenhopnos hadn't been smarter, he wouldn't have been able to lead the idiot Sevisma, who was like a burden, through the brutal struggle for the position of head of the family at such a young age.

He was a ruthless worm who not only rose from nothing, surrounded by wolves, to become the head of a family, but also helped his naive younger brother become the head of another family.

A born politician.

It's ruthless and vicious, yet devoid of any insect-like nature; it wins without bloodshed.

He couldn't bear to kill him; they were born to be scoundrels.

Orion greatly admired his ruthlessness.

The fire crackled in the fireplace, casting the shadow of Speaker Invika onto the wall covered with portraits of their ancestors.

Orion's face was half-lit and half-shadowed as he looked at him.

awesome.

You can't give a stupid worm that kind of feeling when you're working under him.

Orion chuckled, picked up a wine glass from the table beside him, and poured himself a drink.

The crimson liquid in the glass reflected the light, appearing murky and heavy, like blood.

He raised his glass: "Shall we then offer our early congratulations on the Crown Prince's death?"

"You will gain the loyalty of the nobles, Your Highness."

Orion's smile deepened.

"You will seize political power in the empire, Invika."

"Then I wish us a pleasant cooperation in advance."

Orion smiled and drank the wine in his glass.

They were tacitly aware of the intrigues and schemes among themselves.

But that's okay. Politics is full of intrigue and scheming. A clear pool represents a lofty ideal, while a murky pool is the norm.

Because Vika's genetic level is not high enough, no matter how hard he tries, he can't become the queen of the insects, and no matter how high his status is, he can't surpass the queen of the insects.

Incompetent insects fear their subordinates becoming too powerful and threatening their authority, while capable insects only think about how to manage their competent subordinates.

Trust? Not needed.

Only incompetent rulers trust their subordinates.

A true ruler only wants submission.

......

After reviewing the situation, they concluded that their top priority was to eliminate the Crown Prince.

If the current young crown prince doesn't die, then attacking humans will be pointless, as the crown prince will protect the remaining humans, and their plans will not be realized.

Therefore, the prerequisite for achieving this plan to subdue humanity is that the crown prince must be eliminated first.

The Crown Prince's army is too powerful, and the chances of successfully sending an insectoid legion to disguise itself as an alien force for a sneak attack are slim.

But what makes the insect happiest now is that the crown prince has found a powerful ruler.

Haha, fragile, spiritually connected tyrant.

So what if the female is powerful? Her life is still in the hands of the male.

The relationship between male and female insects is very demanding for the female.

After being marked, the male insect is not restricted, but the female insect must obey the male wholeheartedly.

If the male lord dies, the female insect, whose heart is still devoted to him, will most likely die of heartbreak. Even if she manages to survive, she will at least go mad.

The weakness of the young Crown Prince Yanxiong has finally surfaced.

You said a female insect that falls in love with something, who doesn't have weaknesses?