Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 194 He Comes Like a God
"Husband? Huh." It sneered, its face approached, and it kept sucking and dropping kisses on her neck.

"Kill him, and you will choose to rely on me." The devilish words uttered against her neck, and its palms followed her blue skirt, sticking to the skin of her legs all the way up.

"Don't touch me!" Claire yelled anxiously, pushing her knees up and bumping into its belly.

Terrence's long legs quickly pressed her down, his expression was slightly angry, and the corner of his lips smiled coldly, "I want to plant insect eggs in your body, and under the influence of the will of the Zerg, you can obediently obey."

Claire's eyes widened suddenly, and her face suddenly turned pale.

"Knock knock."

"Captain, the food is here." A timid voice sounded from the door, abruptly interrupting its upcoming movements.

Terrence glanced at her, then abruptly withdrew and walked over to open the door.

Claire sat up from the sofa, recalling Duda's appearance before he died, and felt a cold sweat on her back. If she really wanted to be planted with insect eggs to become such a monster, such a life would be worse than death, she would rather die alright.

A basket of green vegetables was carried in by an orc and put into the kitchen.

He put down his things tremblingly and stood in front of the refrigerator, and said in a low voice: "Captain, I am a former senior chef of the empire, and I am here to serve you today."

Terrence walked back and stared at the pale-faced Claire, feeling that he had scared her again, so he softened his tone, "What do you want for lunch?"

"I'll do it myself." Claire stood up while leaning on the armrest of the sofa, looked at the orc who didn't dare to look up, and said calmly, "Go back."

The orc chef glanced at Terrence, and he quickly walked out after getting its permission.

Claire stepped into the kitchen, knelt down and took out a few tomatoes from the basket, put them under the water to wash them, and remained silent the whole time, not saying a word to it again.

Terrence walked behind her, put his chest against her back, put his hand around her shoulders, put his chin on her shoulders, and pressed against her ear canal: "Are you angry?"

Every time it approached, it made Claire physically and mentally uncomfortable and extremely tormented.

She froze and said expressionlessly, "Is this my last dinner as a human?"

"Once your will is occupied by bugs, you will lose your life." It chuckled, which was a promise, "I won't do this, you can only be you."

Claire remained silent.

When a table of meals was served, the sky outside became dark, the ribbon-like Milky Way flowed, and the stars shone brightly.

Claire picked up a chopstick of braised fish and put it into her mouth, chewing with a dull expression.

Opposite her, Terrence changed his usual temptation of only taking one bite, and accompanied her to eat slowly. She didn't stop chopsticks, it didn't stop, and even put a chopstick of tomato scrambled eggs into her bowl.

Looking at the things in the bowl, Claire's chopsticks stopped, picking out the food would undoubtedly irritate him, but if he just ate it like this, would his saliva stick to it, would it be okay?

Seeing her hesitation, Terrence laughed, "Eat it, I didn't get the venom on it."

Recalling that Cassius had said that he would launch an attack tonight, Claire thought for a moment, and then mustered up the courage to eat the food it held.

This move of hers pleased Terrence, the corners of her grease-stained lips raised, her brows and eyes stretched, and a pair of pupils stared at her intently.

This dinner, Claire ate extremely tormented and procrastinated as much as possible. After she finished cleaning the dining table and kitchen, Terrence had already noticed her procrastination, and it no longer allowed her to waste the night. She carried it upstairs.

"Take a shower first! I want to take a shower first!"

Claire yelled hastily, and yanked Terrence's neon-colored wings with her fingers.

Terrence frowned slightly, and put her in the bathroom, "10 minutes."

Claire closed the door and locked it, and turned on the shower in the bathroom. She quickly went to the sink and rummaged around, and found an old-fashioned razor.

Cassius once lived here, so he would naturally leave this kind of thing behind.

She took off her skirt and changed it into a loose and conservative men's bathrobe, and opened the razor and hid it in the cuff.

Claire in the mirror had already looked at death as if she were at home, and she had made up her mind.

No matter whether she can wait for Cassius tonight or not, she will not give her body to a worm. Her love and loyalty will not allow herself to be defiled.

After 10 minutes, she stopped the water and opened the door to go out.

Terrence took off his uniform and stood on the balcony wearing only a gray shirt. His long silver hair was casually scattered behind him. The wings that should have spread behind his back disappeared, leaving only his nine-headed figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist.

At this time, it is a full human being.

There was disbelief in Claire's eyes, she couldn't believe what she saw.

"Where are your wings?" Her voice trembled slightly.

Having been with it for so long, she saw it without wings for the first time.

Terrence turned around, a pair of pupils emitting a strange red light like a cat in the darkness, his voice was a little dry, "in the body."

"It turns out that your wings can be retracted." Claire was surprised.

Her dazed look put Terrence in a good mood, he left the balcony and walked up to her, stroked her cheek with his fingers, and finally stayed at the end of her eyes.

It whispered: "The function of the wings is to protect the body. There are only two reasons to recycle the fissioned wings."

"What?" Claire asked.

"It's so strong that it doesn't need wings for protection, or... for better mating." The corners of its lips on both sides rose, and its fingers fell on her shoulders and pushed hard.

Claire, who lost her center of gravity, fell onto the bed sheet, her blonde hair spread out like a waterfall, she looked at it vigilantly, and said seriously: "You took away my home, hurt my friend, my husband, Terrence, no matter what I do Won't do it to you."

The bright resistance and resistance in her eyes angered Terrence again, the smile disappeared, it looked down at her with an expression as bottomless as the thick night, and the corners of the raised lips curled slightly downward.

"I don't need to ask for your opinion, you are just a living body used to please me."

After the cold words fell, Claire's sleeping belt tied around her waist was pulled away, her arm moved slightly, and the razor she had prepared slipped into her hand, and she swung her elbow and slashed directly towards Terrence's throat.

Her speed was very fast, a sharp knife without any hesitation was stopped by a mysterious force a few centimeters away from its throat.

Her hands were stuck in the air, and she couldn't move.

Facing Claire's panicked eyes, Terrence was extremely angry.

There was shocking anger on his flamboyant face, "You want to kill me?"

He viciously held her hands and tied them to the head of the bed, leaning over to kiss her lips.

"Go away!" Claire yelled in despair.

At the very moment, there was a loud noise in the sky, and several unknown fighter planes were burning with flames, like several meteorites tearing through the night sky and landing on the earth, illuminating half of the sky brightly.

A volley of bullets shattered the window, leaving a row of holes in the bedroom wall, and the sheets beneath him stirred up a mass of flying feathers.

The wings on Terrence's back suddenly shattered and the clothes spread out. He hugged Claire with one hand and turned around and both rolled out of bed to avoid the enemy attack.

The mental power trapped in her body was withdrawn, and the razor in her hand was seized by it and thrown aside.

There were several running footsteps in the stairwell.

"Captain! An unknown enemy plane is attacking!" The Zerg outside shouted loudly.

Claire was overjoyed, followed by intense worry. It was too risky for them to rush in so grandiosely.

Terrence quickly tied up her sleeping belt, and said fiercely, "Cassius, I won't let him run away again."

Facing his threat, Claire only said: "Then I will kill you regardless."

Knowing that she would hit a stone with an egg, she would do her best.

Her decisive attitude made Terrence hold her wrist harder. It kicked open the crumbling door that was already riddled with holes, and shouted outside, "Send her back to the headquarters for imprisonment!"

Claire was pushed to a Zerg, she didn't turn her head, her eyes were fixed on the strange fighter planes passing overhead, a heart had already flown to Cassius, he was probably on one of them.

A bloody storm kicked off again.

On the way back to the main star from the earth, a large number of Zerg troops are rushing to the earth.

Seeing such a large-scale army, Claire's heart was agitated like thunder, and a thin layer of sweat broke out in his palms.

It is impossible for Cassius to win with such a disparity in strength. She can't figure out what he, Cyril, and Hope are planning.

The Zerg's navigation technology has long surpassed that of the empire, and it was only a few hours before the ship reached the main star.

Claire got off the ship, and it was still late at night in the sky here. She was escorted by the Zerg into a black car.

Looking at the dark high-rise buildings outside the window, her eyes wandered and she was a little lost in thought.

Less than half an hour into the journey, the car suddenly stopped with a sudden brake.

Claire leaned forward and supported the back of the seat in front. She looked forward and found that the road ahead was blocked by two cars. A familiar figure in a white suit got out of the car and walked over.

"Under the captain's order, Claire is suspected of colluding with the orc rebels, and now I will take over the interrogation." Cyril walked to the side of the car with a gentle face and a calm voice.

Several Zerg stopped in front of the car and confronted him, not believing his words, "The captain asked us to escort Claire into the palace, there was no second order in between."

Xi Ruier thought for a moment, then said helplessly: "There is no other way."

His words were like an order, and several Zerg flailing their wings broke out from the windows of the tall buildings on both sides, holding guns in their hands and instantly exchanged fire with the Zerg team guarding Claire.

Claire bent over and hugged her head quickly and threw herself on the seat in the car. A bullet pierced through the window and came out from the opposite window. The glass shattered and scattered all over her body, cutting the back of her bare hand protecting her head.

This pain was nothing to her, but less than 2 minutes later, the car door beside her was opened, and Cyril yelled outside, "Come out! Let's go."

Claire raised her head, the leather seat back had been beaten to pieces, met Cyril's eyes, and she got out of the car immediately.

The two vehicles escorting her were all scrapped, all the high-level Zergs died, and the Zergs who exchanged fire with them were actually Zergs.

She bent down and sat in Cyril's car, thankful but puzzled: "How did you instigate these high-level Zerg? They have always been loyal to Terrence."

"There is no rebellion, Cassius is nearby." Cyril stepped on the accelerator and walked through another hidden underground passage.

"Cassius? What does this have to do with him? Isn't he on Earth?" Clareton was confused for a while.

Cyril glanced at her from the rearview mirror in the car, and explained to her the simple things before: "I knew something was going to happen when he was pulled to give a speech, and I disclosed the news to Rory in advance. They forcibly hijacked a Zerg ship in the 5012 mine star and rescued Cassius, when he was almost shot in the heart by two bullets, suffered a severe blow to the head, and had mental problems."

Recalling the thick blood on the steps of the square at that time, Claire was terrified.

She clenched her hand on her knee into a fist, ignoring the bleeding wound on it, and asked anxiously, "What's the problem? It has a great impact on him?"

Cyril raised his eyebrows, "It has a great influence, those bugs just now are his handwriting."

Claire's heart skipped a beat, "Cassius manipulated those bugs with his mental power?"

"That's right, Rory said that after the severe injury, Cassius's mental power continued to grow at an exponential rate." Cyril was still in the mood to joke with her: "Who knows how long his brain can last?" It exploded."

Claire was a little messy, and there seemed to be an untouchable line in her mind that was gradually becoming clear.

She was silent for a moment, then whispered: "He can invade the brains of the Zerg and control them, this behavior is exactly the same as Terrence controlling the bottom worms."

"A miracle." Cyril only commented on two words. The reason why he dared to help them to this extent was nothing more than Cassius' ability that gave him great hope.

"Then you are all here, who is the invader on the other side of the earth?" Claire asked again, calming down.

"Hope sent fighters over, using fighter planes temporarily modified with gold oil, and those fighter planes are not yet perfect and stable." Cyril smiled, "But our intention is not to start a war, but to stage a show. Hit the east and the west, and run away when the goal is achieved.”

When Claire arrived at a private apron, there were already many people waiting here.

Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be all females being imprisoned.

Julien, Duda, Ms. Eva.
And Martina.

"Martina."

Claire called her in the car, and when the car stopped, she opened the door and rushed towards her, "Martina!"

Hearing the familiar shout, Martina turned her head, tears welled up in her eyes, "Claire! Claire! God! You came back alive!"

The two hugged each other tightly.

"You're still alive." Claire held her face excitedly to check if she was okay.

When she was taken away, what worried her most was Martina's comfort.

"Jones is here." Martina quickly took out a chip from her pocket, and said happily, "I've always kept it safe."

(End of this chapter)