Transmigrated into a Redemption Novel as a Disciplinary Bug - Chapter 9

The disciplinary officer who had suddenly arrived was as robust as a black panther, his dark skin nearly blending into his uniform. His golden eyes fixed intently on Carlos, as if Carlos owed him a fortune.

“As a disciplinary officer, don’t you know what should and shouldn’t be done?”

With that, the dark-skinned disciplinary officer dragged the “thing” behind him and hauled it forward.

It was a battered and bruised insect slave.

Under the officer’s rough handling, the slave stumbled and fell with a thud at the officer’s feet.

With a mere glance from the dark-skinned disciplinary officer, the slave on the ground showed no fear—only a numb expression. He hurriedly scrambled up, knelt to the side, and obediently lowered his head, exposing a section of his neck covered in bruises, his skin mottled with blue and purple marks.

“Please… please command this lowly slave as you wish.”

The slave on the ground didn’t know how long he had been screaming in agony or what tortures he had endured. His throat was swollen, and his voice was hoarse.

His knees slammed hard against the ground, leaving a small pool of bloodstains.

Female insects were typically thick-skinned and wouldn’t bleed from such minor impacts. It was likely either an old wound or the result of some special drug.

The auction house had an endless supply of drugs. One of them could make a female insect’s skin more sensitive and delicate, so that when the masters brought them home, no matter what tools were used on them, the female slaves would react more intensely.

But overuse of such drugs could also cause the female insects’ skin to bruise and fester more easily.

Despite being injured to this extent, the insect slave still instinctively moved his body, assuming the posture expected of a slave.

“Too slow.”

The dark-skinned disciplinary officer spat out two words, seemingly dissatisfied with the slave’s lack of precision. He then grabbed the slave’s neck as a warning, causing thin streaks of blood to seep from his grip. Only after hearing the slave’s hoarse pleas for mercy did he toss him aside.

Ignoring his own slave, the dark-skinned disciplinary officer glanced at Zelan, who was lying on the bed as if trapped in a nightmare, writhing in pain on the floor.

“Hah, utterly absurd. A slave should kneel on the ground. It’s the most basic requirement in the disciplinary officer’s manual. Astley, is it? If you can’t manage your slave, I’d be happy to help you.” He raised an eyebrow and snorted coldly.

After saying this, the dark-skinned disciplinary officer reached out directly, intending to drag Zelan over.

Hah, was he blind? Did he think Carlos, a living insect, didn’t exist? Trying to snatch the slave right past him?

Carlos stepped forward, seemingly irritated by the dark-skinned disciplinary officer’s provocation and deeply displeased, but in reality, he firmly shielded Zelan behind him.

He slapped away the dark-skinned disciplinary officer’s hand with one palm while using his other hand to grip the officer’s forearm, restraining his movements and preventing him from advancing any further.

“2757 is my slave. How he’s disciplined is up to me. It’s not your place to interfere.”

Carlos stared coldly at the dark-skinned disciplinary officer, a faint, mocking smile curling at the corner of his lips, though the smile didn’t reach his eyes.

His grip tightened further, as if ready to break the officer’s wrist if he took even one step forward.

The two disciplinary officers stood locked in a stalemate, a battle on the verge of erupting.

“Wait, wait, let me interject—this is a medical room,” Ethan timidly chimed in.

Ethan wanted to stop the two disciplinary officers, but he glanced left and right, feeling that neither side was easy to deal with. He feared that a real fight might break out in the medical room, and he, an innocent bystander, would be caught in the crossfire.

“Um, haha, Mr. Astley, you’ve just arrived and probably don’t know much about the bugs here. This is Heiga, a senior disciplinary bug here. He has quite a track record at the auction house—none of the bug slaves he’s disciplined are disobedient, and he’s very popular with the lords.”

“You two should have plenty to talk about on this topic, so feel free to exchange ideas.”

Ethan forced a smile as he tried to smooth things over. Seeing that neither bug spoke, he had to grit his teeth and continue.

“Coincidentally, the bug slave number 2757 you’re now responsible for was originally supposed to be taken over by Heiga. But because you arrived, there was a change in the assignment. So, it seems you two are quite connected.” As he spoke, he winked at Carlos and Heiga.

“Hmph.” Heiga glanced sideways at Carlos and snorted impatiently.

Judging by his expression, it seemed like Carlos hadn’t just taken over one of his bug slaves but had stolen his wife—utterly baffling. Carlos couldn’t even bear to look.

Wait, Zelan’s original disciplinary bug? So, as a book traveler, he actually took over later?

Why does the newcomer take precedence? Because the former didn’t fight for it. Carlos’s mind began playing this lyric on an inappropriate loop.

Even a chibi animation appeared: the system holding Carlos descended from the sky, and he bounced and shoved aside the little dark-skinned bug.

Putting aside the chaotic thoughts in his head, Carlos called out to the system in his mind: “System, so you did this?”

【Exactly! Host, I’m a system from a higher-dimensional world. Jumping in line is effortless for me.】

Since his cover identity was a disciplinary bug, and Heiga was also a disciplinary bug, couldn’t either of them carry out the process of tormenting the protagonist? What difference did it make?

“Why must I be the disciplinary bug?” Carlos voiced his doubt.

【Host, I… I don’t know either. I only receive tasks from the Book Travel Management Bureau.】

Carlos had never expected much from his clueless system, so its lack of answers was no surprise.

Thinking from another angle, this dark-skinned Heiga was the biggest variable in the task, both before Carlos traveled into the book and now after.

Did the discipline fail? Or was he killed by the protagonist? Or did he hinder the meeting of the protagonist and antagonist? Carlos began habitually unraveling the threads, analyzing various possibilities.

“Astley, what happened before and why 2757 ended up in your hands is already past and unimportant.”

“But in the upcoming arena battle, I hope your bug slave doesn’t disappoint.”

Heiga glanced at Carlos and Zelan, leaving a meaningful remark. Then he dragged his bug slave away like trash.

The bug slave ignored the wounds on his body, silently lowering his head and following closely behind Heiga, two steps away.

Carlos didn’t linger his gaze on Heiga, this unwelcome guest, but secretly noted this variable in his heart.

As for the arena battle?

Carlos opened the smart device on his wrist, and sure enough, there was a new notification from the auction house.

[To create the sweetest bug slaves! For every visiting lord! The 456th “Sweet Home” arena battle is about to begin. Please sign up enthusiastically!]

Contest Guidelines: This gladiatorial event is a mandatory competition for disciplining insect slaves. Opponents are randomly matched by the system, all aimed at crafting insect slaves to your satisfaction. According to the competition rules, injuries or fatalities are not accounted for.

Contest Time: Please await further arrangements.

Contest Venue: Sweet Home Gladiatorial Branch Arena

Registration Notice: All disciplinarians are requested to submit their insect slave information within three days and collect the corresponding competition uniforms and equipment to prepare for the event. If any failure in metamorphosis occurs due to improper handling by the disciplinarian, please bear the consequences independently.

Thank you for your cooperation. Sweet Home will thrive even more because of your presence.

(Signed and Sealed) All for your pleasure!

Just as Carlos finished reading this message, the system chimed with a notification.

【Host! A new task has been issued—Neutralize the protagonist shou’s insect transformation ability.】

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