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

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Minister Greta's slender white fingers gripped Zhao Zheng's sleeve tightly, forced by the intense... to the point of losing control of her voice and expression.

Zhao Zheng, that idiot, somehow ran in today, pinned him down, and gave him a good beating.

Are you crazy? This isn't his probation period, why are you getting so worked up?

"Enough...! That's enough!"

He pulled Zhao Zheng's hair back and then made him lick the nail plate on his wrist.

It's a complete breakdown, a total breakdown! What happened to their alphas?!

"Pearl." Zhao Zheng's breath was hot as he kissed the back of his neck, then kissed the pearly luster on his ear.

Minister Greta tried to hide, but she couldn't.

"...Are you a dog? Stop...!"

"Pearl," Zhao Zheng called him again, continuing his deep, forceful... hot breath in his ear, "Shall we get married? Will you marry me?"

Who would propose in a place like this, at this time?

Minister Greta tried to answer, but what came first was a moment of unfocused pupils.

Waaaaah, I'm so sorry. I wanted to get down to business, but I just couldn't control myself.

Let's eat first and then talk.

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Thirty minutes later, Zhao Zheng, feeling guilty, carried Minister Greta to wash up.

Minister Greta, ravaged like a rag doll, lay peacefully in the water with her arms crossed.

Sometimes I really want to turn back to my original form, but I'm afraid of leaving Zhao Zheng with psychological trauma and scaring him to death.

Sigh, I guess I'll pass.

I cannot remain a widow, I cannot remain a widow.

She reached out and grabbed Zhao Zheng's ear: "Are you crazy?!"

Zhao Zheng washed him with remorse, saying, "I'm sorry."

"What did you just say?" Minister Greta squinted.

Zhao Zheng, who had just been bold and assertive, now hesitated and said, "Um, marriage..."

"The intermarriage bill is out?" Minister Greta opened her computer screen to check.

"Cough, not yet..." Zhao Zheng coughed.

Minister Greta pinched his ear again: "Why are you getting so excited?!"

A suspicious blush appeared on Zhao Zheng's face: "I was just thinking that we should strive to be the first..."

"Well, you're thinking quite a lot." Minister Greta said speechlessly.

Then Minister Greta stretched out her slender, white fingers and typed rapidly on the computer screen.

"What are you doing?"

"I'll ask my colleague to pull some strings and I'll try to get second place."

Minister Greta spoke of using connections as if it were perfectly natural, without batting an eye.

"If everyone's using connections, why can't we strive for first place?"

"Are you stupid? You think you can compete with the Crown Prince and Crown Princess?" The Crown Prince will slap you to the ground, and you won't be able to get up even with a shovel.

"Oh, second place is good too..."

Zhao Zheng: A wise man knows when to yield.

Zhao Zheng then rubbed Bai Zhenzhu's back for them.

So beautiful, so white, like solidified cream.

It was also adorned with pearls.

Zhao Zheng kissed his shoulder again.

"What are you doing? Are you done yet?" Pearl turned around and grabbed his hair.

"You're going to make me bald. I've been experiencing middle-age hair loss anyway," Zhao Zheng said quietly.

Minister Greta refused to let go: "It's okay, I've examined you. There's nothing wrong with your hair follicles. It's just stress causing your hair loss. It will grow back."

He's still very handsome.

"But I'm really middle-aged now. I'm over thirty."

"Hmm, not old at all, I'm seventy." Bai Zhenzhu clutched her chest and coughed dramatically. "How can a seventy-year-old man like me withstand this kind of torment!"

"But I can only live for another seventy years at most, while you can live for another one hundred and thirty years." Zhao Zheng kissed him. "Are you really not going to regret it?"

Bai Zhenzhu grabbed his hair again: "Isn't it a bit late for you to ask that?"

You humans are so hypocritical! Who's the one who's been marking me like a dog, unable to tear myself away? And now you're pretending to be considerate?

"It's my fault, I won't say anything more." Zhao Zheng surrendered.

Minister Greta then showed him research from the Zerg Empire's research institute: "We had already conducted research on the genetic compatibility between humans and Zerg back when the Crown Prince was choosing his Crown Princess."

"Research findings from the Imperial Research Institute show that the Zerg genes are highly similar to human genes. The genes of male Zerg are almost indistinguishable from those of humans, with a similarity of over 99%. The genes of female Zerg are almost 95% compatible with human alpha genes, which is roughly the same as that of ordinary male Zerg, and even higher in some cases."

Generally speaking, a 99% genetic similarity is considered to be indistinguishable, meaning there is no reproductive isolation between humans and Zerg.

His Highness the Crown Prince's cells can combine normally with His Highness the Crown Princess's cells.

If it weren't for this, it wouldn't have been so easy for His Highness the Crown Prince to establish a foreign princess consort.

If there were truly reproductive barriers, then those old ministers in their empire would rather die than let the Crown Prince escape from the palace gates.

"Don't be afraid, the marriage between humans and Zerg will definitely be arranged."

After all, the first cross-server couple was the Crown Prince and Crown Princess of the Zerg Empire. If they couldn't reach an agreement in the end, wouldn't that be a slap in their face?

The official human authorities wouldn't be so uncooperative.

Thanks to the valiant and highly respected Crown Prince.

Minister Greta's hand, which was holding Zhao Zheng's hair, slid down to touch his ear and then his cheek, as if she were cherishing him: "I know what you want to say. You want to say that your lifespan is too short, and that I might die with you when you die."

Zhao Zheng didn't say anything, but turned his face and kissed his hand.

"It's alright, trust me." Minister Greta hugged his face and said earnestly, "Our female insects' absolute obedience to the male master and their life-and-death bond are based on the female insects' genetic prohibition. When we abolished the male master's privilege law last time, the Crown Prince had already ordered the research institute to study lifting the female insects' genetic prohibition."

If it's based on science, there will always be a solution.

If the genetic ban is lifted, the premise of the female insect dying of a broken heart after the male's death will likely also be removed.

If it can't be resolved, then we'll talk about it again.

If heartbreak still occurs after the genetic ban is lifted, it's probably due to the death of a loved one. That's voluntary, and there's no need to be afraid of it.

Minister Greta rubbed Zhao Zheng's face.

I love you, and I'm willing to go with you.

This is a personal choice; there's no need to force me to stay in this world without you.

How wonderful it would be to continue walking hand in hand with you on the path to the underworld.

"Don't be afraid. If humans are willing, our Imperial Research Institute can also help with research on the human lifespan gene lock. However, you need to ask for our help first. If you don't ask, we won't research altering the genes of other races."

It's likely that humans will only try their best on their own.

After all, the idea of ​​altering racial genes is handed over to another race, which loses some sense of proportion and is quite frightening.

"Okay, let's work together."

Zhao Zheng kissed Bai Zhenzhu's hand again and laughed, "You guys research lifting the gene ban, we'll research breaking through the lifespan gene lock!"

"The future is full of hope."

"If we all work together, there will definitely be a brighter tomorrow!"