“Is there still no progress on the Third Prince’s side?”

Lai En sighed and shook his head. “The research institute has tried many times, but whether it’s blood sample testing or DNA comparison, they can’t find any differences between the Lizard Clan and the Insect Clan.”

The only way to distinguish between the Lizard Clan and the Insect Clan is through mating. When the Lizard Clan mates, their tail hooks develop barbs that pierce the skin of their mating partner, turning them into a Lizard Clan member. But after all, this is the Third Prince; without solid evidence, he can’t just strip the Third Prince’s pants off.

Garrett slowly rubbed his temples. “I remember that next week is the Insect God Festival, right?”

The Insect God Festival is a traditional holiday for the Insect Clan. In ancient times, female insects would dance to court their beloved male insects on the day of the festival. If the male insect happened to like the female insect as well, they would become partners under the blessing of the Insect God, start a family, and reproduce.

Although, with the passage of time, these customs have gradually faded, and getting married is no longer limited to just the Insect God Festival, it still remains the most important holiday for partners in the Insect Clan.

Lai En’s expression changed drastically. “General, you can’t be seriously considering starting that plan, right? Even if the only way to distinguish between the Lizard Clan and the Insect Clan is through mating, you don’t have to do it yourself!”

“The Lizard Clan generally has better physical qualities than the Insect Clan. If we use another insect, what if they actually mate and get assimilated into the Lizard Clan? There’s only one chance; it has to be foolproof. Besides, even if we use another insect, the Third Prince might not even be interested.”

Seeing Garrett’s attitude so resolute, Lai En didn’t dare to persuade him further and obediently opened the calendar. “The Insect God Festival is next Saturday.”

“Alright, help me send an email to the Third Prince, inviting him to dinner on the day of the Insect God Festival.” Garrett hesitated for a moment, then changed his mind. “Forget it, I’ll write a letter myself. You can deliver it to the Third Prince; it’ll seem more formal.”

“Understood.”

The young military female rolled her eyes internally. Her general wasn’t even this attentive to Lord Connor; she really felt sorry for Lord Connor.

“By the way, is there any progress on Susan’s side?”

“We’ve already found something.”

Lai En pulled up a video from the smart brain. In the video, a familiar silver-haired female insect smiled gently, but in her hand, she held a whip about the thickness of a thumb.

“Good girl, sweetheart, go fetch the chocolate cookies for your female father.”

The calico cat walked over to the snack table, looked at the messy snacks on the table, hesitated for a long time, and finally awkwardly picked up a bag of brown-packaged cookies, trembling as it placed them beside Susan.

“Is this chocolate-flavored? You didn’t pick the right one, sweetheart.” The female insect’s voice became even more amiable, but the whip in her hand came down hard on the calico cat’s back.

“Ow!”

Aisha arched her back in pain, instinctively showing her four sharp teeth, but quickly closed her mouth, shrinking pitifully under the table, not daring to move.

“Sweetheart, try again. Your female father believes you can do it soon, right?” The female insect said, threateningly flicking the whip in her hand.

Aisha crawled out from under the table, reluctantly walked toward the snack table, and the video abruptly cut off.

“Good, find a marketing account and post this right away. Also, contact a PR company to get the video trending.”

“Got it!”

• At 4:20, the starship landed at Laura’s doorstep. Garrett stepped out of the starship, holding a bouquet of roses as he walked into the apartment.

Laura was sitting in the living room, managing the house for Connor while chatting with several beautiful female insects. Suddenly, there was a short, powerful knock at the door.

“Who is it?”

Laura impatiently walked to the door, her hand already reaching for the button to open it, but suddenly stopped.

That knocking sound… why does it sound so familiar?

Could it be Garrett coming back?

Laura’s body stiffened, and she opened the electronic peephole. The next second, a female insect in military uniform appeared on the screen, holding a large bouquet of roses.

Oh my gosh!

Laura’s head buzzed, and cold sweat instantly soaked her pajamas.

Why did this living ancestor suddenly come back? Didn’t Connor swear that he definitely wouldn’t return?

She absolutely couldn’t open the door. If Garrett found out she was helping his lord do a livestream, he would definitely zap her with a laser gun.

But if she didn’t open the door and went to find Connor, when Garrett came in, he would definitely ask why it took her so long to open the door, and then she would stammer and not be able to explain. After that, Garrett would discover she was helping Connor with the livestream and would zap her with a laser gun.

Help! How can I avoid being zapped by a laser gun?

While Laura regretted her poor choice of friends, she quickly thought of a solution. Suddenly, her eyes lit up.

Got it! If it’s really noisy inside, so loud that she can’t hear the knocking, then not opening the door in time would make sense, right?

With that thought, Laura quickly turned on the wireless speaker, found a super loud party background music, cranked it up to the max, and then hurriedly ran upstairs to find Connor.

• Connor was livestreaming in his room when he suddenly heard a cacophony of party music coming from downstairs.

What is Laura doing now?

He rolled his eyes in exasperation and pulled out noise-canceling headphones from the drawer to put on.

Much better.

Connor let out a long breath and continued his livestream.

Meanwhile, outside, Laura was so anxious that she was almost in tears from banging on the door.

Although the door wasn’t locked, Laura didn’t dare to barge in recklessly.

The traffic in Connor’s livestream was surprisingly high; if she suddenly entered the room, she might get caught on camera.

Other insects might not recognize her, but Garrett might. If that happened, he would trace it back and find out Connor was livestreaming at her place, and she still wouldn’t escape the tragic fate of being zapped by a laser gun.

Thinking of this, Laura didn’t care about her red, swollen hands anymore. She clenched her fists and banged on the door.

• The female insect holding the roses stood outside the room, waiting for a long time without anyone coming to open the door.

She frowned and took a few steps forward, only to hear the faint sound of party music coming from inside the room.

In an instant, Garrett’s expression turned extremely grim.

No one is opening the door, and there’s party music? The lord wouldn’t really be attending that kind of party, would he?

Fury suddenly erupted in his golden eyes. Garrett threw the roses aside, raised his foot, and kicked the apartment door hard.

One kick, two kicks, three kicks.

With a loud crash, the most advanced metal smart security door on Insect Star collapsed, and Garrett strode into the room.

The female insect’s expression was cold as she carefully searched the first floor, but aside from the smart speaker still diligently playing party music, there wasn’t a single insect in sight.

Garrett stood on the first floor, suddenly hearing a noise coming from the second floor. His expression changed, and he quickly ran up the stairs, heading straight for the room where the sound was coming from, and kicked the door open.

“Lord, what are you doing?”