StarCraft: Everyone wants the Queen

Chapter 94 Killing Time

Are you kidding me?

Andorra simply didn't want to communicate with a mute person.

Wasn't Sarnster supposed to be omnipotent, the blade of the empire?

What's with that idiotic look on his face?

Saenster held Shen Qingqing tightly as if he had never seen a female before, refusing to let go no matter how Andor tried to persuade him. He stubbornly continued to hold the female in his arms.

"Hey, you're no good, let go and let me relieve her pain."

But Saenster still didn't move, and even let out a roar from his throat like a wild beast.

"Are you a wild beast, or can't you speak?"

He was now almost certain that the person in front of him was not the real Sarnster.

As for why he and Saenster have the same appearance and pheromones...

It doesn't matter; as long as it can cause trouble for Gatana, he's happy to help, no matter who the other party is.

"If you don't let go, she's really going to die."

Saenster then stopped threatening and stared intently at Andor, seemingly trying to determine whether what the other man said was true or false.

After several rounds, Andor found that whenever he mentioned Shen Qingqing, he would inexplicably quiet down.

"Yes, that's it, hand her over to me..."

Saenster, who seemed unable to walk upright, stumbled along behind.

After obtaining a special permission from the Elders, Andor obtained confidential documents from Wang Xing regarding the Queen's pheromones.

No wonder the reigns of each insect queen are of varying lengths; it turns out it's because of pheromone depletion.

He flipped through the documents in the mechanical storage space and couldn't help but sigh.

The longer the queen's reign lasts and the higher her level of appeasement, the shorter her lifespan.

What incredible thing has he discovered?

His gaze toward Shen Qingqing held a hint of pity.

Since she won't live much longer, it's enough to maintain her basic vital signs. The front line only needs her pheromones.

I switched to a smaller syringe, and the liquid slowly entered the blood vessel, mingling with the fresh blood and taking away the burning sensation.

He had originally planned to ask Saenster, the servant insect, for help, but unfortunately, he was powerless to do so, so he had no choice but to take the risk.

A decrease in body temperature was detected, and the dosage of Andorra was increased.

Until Shen Qingqing's face gradually changed from crimson to rosy.

Seeing that Andor made no move to harm her, Saenster, who had been waiting nearby, shifted his fierce gaze and remained in a daze.

"Where are you from?"

Andorra was very interested in the imposter in front of him.

He asked again and again, tirelessly, "Is it a clone? It looks so similar to the original..."

Upon hearing the word "cloning," Tharnst, who had remained silent until then, trembled slightly.

This little movement did not escape his notice.

I already have a general understanding of his existence.

Such a move is something only a bunch of lunatics at the research institute would do.

"Don't look at me like that."

Saenster's menacing gaze seemed to want to devour him.

"I'm just doing things for someone else."

Wearing a white coat and being stared at like that, Andor felt his newly installed spine begin to ache again.

It might be because it wasn't installed properly, but it always makes a creaking sound when moved, as it pulls on the spine.

It was during the waiting process that Shen Qingqing gradually regained consciousness.

An unexpected scene appeared in my field of vision.

Andorra, that seemingly young but actually hundreds of years old "child," is exposing his back to her.

His lean back was unmarked, unlike Saenster's scarred body. His skin was paler and thinner, like that of a teenager who had not fully developed.

However… Shen Qingqing propped herself up and leaned back.

Why is there a noticeable tilt on the concave line of his spine?

Andor was somewhat frustrated after searching for a long time without finding a suitable calibrator.

He should have brought some replacement parts with him, so that he wouldn't be in this situation where there are no suitable parts available.

Turning around, I met those dark eyes.

They looked at each other, seemingly having nothing to say.

"Um..." Shen Qingqing started to speak, but tragically found that she didn't know what to say.

"Now that you are awake, sir, would you be so kind as to lend a hand?"

"Is that right?"

"Yes, push harder."

The parts on the back are difficult to install, and usually require a calibrator for proper fitting.

Unfortunately, I didn't bring the complicated equipment this time, and before the repair period was up, Saenster kicked it and it was scrapped prematurely.

Andorra had no choice but to ask her for help.

With a crisp click, the built-in mechanical spine was placed into its proper position.

Although the size isn't quite right, it's still manageable.

"Thank you again for your help, Mother Insect."

There were still plenty of proper etiquette to observe, and Shen Qingqing was almost overwhelmed by such exaggerated gratitude.

Actually, she didn't do much. When installing the mechanical skeleton, he mostly directed the installation, and she was just putting the part in for him.

"Oh, right, Saenster!"

Suddenly remembering the most important thing, Shen Qingqing disregarded everything else and hurriedly searched for his whereabouts.

I was relieved when I saw him leaning against the wall with his head down.

"How...how did he get up here?"

Come on, wasn't Tharnst imprisoned by Gatana? How come he's still on the starship?

"That's what I wanted to ask too." Andor didn't reveal his guess, but deliberately steered Shen Qingqing's thoughts in another direction.

"It seems like he hit his head; something's not right here." He said, pointing to his head.

Tell her that the Sarnster of today is probably not the Sarnster she knows.

Shen Qingqing did not speculate about other possibilities, but simply assumed that it was the memory loss caused by Gatana's torture of him.

She stepped forward and gently knelt down, trying to comfort him.

They were warily evaded.

When Saenster realized it was the insect mother, she eagerly moved closer, wishing the whole insect would stick to her body.

"Do you have any way to cure him...?"

Suffocating from being rubbed so hard, Shen Qingqing's pleading gaze fell on Andorra not far away.

"I'm sorry, sir, Andorra has no other choice, but perhaps you could try stimulation therapy, which might help him remember something."

I recommended that she use familiar scenes to stimulate her memory, in order to bring back the lost memories.

But neither of them had any ideas about a bug that couldn't even speak.

Even the most basic communication is difficult to achieve; they even have to start teaching from the very basic act of walking.

Shen Qingqing felt that from now on, she would probably have to add another alias.

He looked to Andorra for help, but Andorra made it clear that they were irreconcilable enemies and that he would never create an adversary for him.

"Interstellar travel is still a long way off. Queen Zerg might as well pass the time by teaching the Zerg, rather than locking herself in the control room all day."