The hero of the Zerg is a spoiled monster

Main star, military headquarters.

Tang Yu got up from the bed in the lounge early in the morning. His soft black hair was a little messy, his face was tired and he was yawning again and again.

--I'm going to die. I went to bed too late yesterday, but... I still have to go to work today!

The days of sleeping until he woke up naturally were gone forever, and the resentment of getting up early grew endlessly. Tang Yu sat on the bed for five minutes with a sad face.

Seeing that the numbers on the electronic clock on the wall were approaching the clock-in time, Tang Yu tried hard to adjust his mentality. Even though he was reluctant in every way, he had to force himself to get out of bed for a brief break and report to the old section chief.

Sigh...it's not nice to be late for work on your first day.

Tang Yu didn't have time to do his hair. After washing it, he simply wiped it a few times, took out his hat and put it on his head, and hurriedly opened the door.

"Master Insect! Master Insect, wait a minute!" Yingying, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, saw Tang Yu and spun around happily, and a ??·??·??*? appeared on the display screen. ? ?? pattern, opened his head as if offering a treasure, and gave what he thought was the most graceful salute, "Good morning, this is your breakfast today~ Please use it, male master."

Tang Yu: "..."

On what to do when you are about to be late, but are blocked by the home robot at the door with breakfast, waiting online, urgent, urgent, urgent--

Tang Yu's chest felt a little tight, and his mood hadn't been right since yesterday. He was inexplicably irritable, as if he was longing for something. When he woke up this morning, the longing became more intense, and it had seriously affected his state.

But these are naturally not to blame on a mechanical insect. Tang Yu glanced at it hurriedly, took out a sandwich from Yingying's head, grabbed its round head, and squeezed out from the side: "Thank you! I'll eat it." This will do!”

Yingying followed subconsciously and said anxiously: "How can this be done..."

Tang Yu walked quickly and turned around to throw the pot away: "I suggest you go to the renovation shop and change the thermos pot from your head to another place. It feels weird to take food from your head so early in the morning."

Those who didn’t know better thought he was eating the worm’s brains alive!

"Ah?" Yingying slowed down, holding her round giant body at a loss.

--So it turns out that the main male insect has a poor appetite because the position of his thermal pot is wrong?

——Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo more foodst eeing me?

Yingying didn't realize that Tang Yu had disappeared. She was immersed in her own world, stretching her robotic hand to measure the place on her body where she could put the thermos pot.

There was a "beep" sound, and the lock mark stopped on the buttocks.

The frustrated expression on the baby screen suddenly turned into joy...

On the other side, Tang Yu knocked on the door of the old section chief's office and waited for half a minute, but there was no response.

He knocked again, but still no movement. He pushed the door tentatively, but it didn't move at all.

?

Are there no insects here?

Tang Yu had a question mark in his mind, and turned around to go to another office to ask. The door not far away opened, and the cold-faced female captain who escorted him to Duke Baixun's Mansion yesterday walked quickly towards this side.

Not only did the military girl's face look exactly the same as yesterday, but the frequency of her footsteps was also the same. When she was three steps away from Tang Yu, she put her hand into the pocket of her military trousers.

Tang Yu's breath suffocated, and he was physiologically prepared for such actions. He subconsciously put one hand behind his back, and his mental power flowed through his fingertips, forging a dagger that could cut iron as well as clay.

--Does it mean that you will be beaten if you come to work at the right time? Or is this military female an undercover agent from somewhere, ready to kill him?

The male was as panicked as in his heart, but there was no strange color on his face. He stood gracefully at the door, secretly watching the cold-faced military female's hand as she dug into her pocket.

--Take it out! Is he going to take action?

Tang Yu clenched the dagger on his fingertips.

"This is for you." The cold-faced military female stood in front of Tang Yu and handed what she took out of her pocket to the male with both hands.

Tang Yu was halfway through stinging the insect when he saw clearly that the female insect was holding a door card.

hiss…

His mental power collapsed in an instant, and the action of taking it straight to the throat suddenly turned around, and he took the card from the military female's hand: "Thank you for your hard work."

Cold-faced military female:?

He seemed to see something in the male insect's hand, but when he looked closely, it was empty again. Was it an illusion?

"Sir, may I ask where you feel uncomfortable?" the cold-faced military female asked in a calm tone.

"...No." Tang Yu made a serious move to move his arms, and the reasons he put together became rationalized inexplicably from his mouth, "I didn't sleep well last night. My hands were numb when I pressed them. I moved. "

The cold-faced military woman did not raise any suspicion. She recalled the tasks assigned by the old section chief and carefully said her words: "The teacher is old and cannot get up early. He asked me to give you the office key. After you enter, you can take a look at his desk. documents and handle them appropriately.”

Tang Yu's mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt that the old section chief was not very reliable. He was directly allowed to have access to documents before he even started learning?

Moreover, the confidentiality level of the documents sent to the command section chief's office will not be low. Are these things he, a new insect, has the authority to handle?

But the military woman in front of him was obviously just a messenger. Tang Yu endured his psychological discomfort and resignedly opened the office door. His eyes touched the pile of information on the table, and his face completely sank: "Where is my work station?"

The old section chief is not in the office, so he can't stay in there all the time.

The cold-faced military female glanced at him calmly, raised her hand and pointed inward: "It's right inside."

Tang Yu pressed his throbbing temples, took another deep breath, and questioned in the calmest voice possible: "Don't tell me, it's the table next to the teacher?"

This is equivalent to Blue Star students sitting in the office and sitting at the same desk as their instructor! Is there anything more terrifying than this?

The military female didn't speak, but her calm eyes said everything. He raised his hand as if he wanted to pat Tang Yu's shoulder, but he remembered the difference between male and female and quietly put it down.

Tang Yu understood his movements, and they were clearly conveying one meaning: just get used to it.

Tang Yu walked in expressionlessly, and before the old section chief came, he threw yesterday's can of grape-flavored nutrient solution to the cold-faced military female: "Please give me the key early in the morning, and you can go back. I'm going to start 'learning'."

The cold-faced military female accurately caught the nutrient solution and looked down. Well, it was the bottle that the teacher took away from her yesterday. But... didn't she say it was for her female son? How did it get into the hands of Mr. Male Insect?

——Feed the male worm with nutrient solution. Teacher, the older the worm is, the better it is.

Without saying much, he put the nutrient solution into his pocket and said to Tang Yu, "Farewell."

Seeing the cold-faced military woman leaving, Tang Yu closed the door and sat down on his seat. His tense mood was relieved a lot, while he gnawed on a sandwich and flipped through the documents.

Most of these documents are mission completion reports sent by the special operations teams dispatched by the First Army. The good news is that all the battles have been won and the results are extremely beautiful. The bad news is that the mission summary submitted to the archives has not yet been completed.