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I saw the firm eyes of the three females.

Although Han Ling was a little confused, he still asked the system to open the hatch and slow down the flight speed.

When the strong wind poured into the cabin, Han Ling held on to the fixture tightly and warned:

"be careful!"

Mingzhi, who had always said few words, looked at Han Ling and left an unclear sentence:

"Sir, I'm going to grow wings!"

Then, the three females jumped down.

Han Ling leaned closely against the porthole, looked at the scene below, and said worriedly:

"Can they really fly? Why do they seem to be flopping around?"

But the next second, three brown halos suddenly bloomed in mid-air.

"Wow!" Han Ling's eyes were full of surprise, and the butterfly wings came out!

This was the first time he watched a female insect fight up close.

Dazzling butterfly wings cover the sky.

Mingzhe and the other three were naked from the waist up, and the wings on their backs were five or six times larger than their bodies, as if they had fallen into a gorgeous oil painting.

Beauty often heralds danger, and every flutter of a butterfly's wings is like a knife.

The glittering scale powder fell down, quickly cutting through the interstellar beasts in the front row.

The alien beast roared unwillingly.

Invisible sound waves penetrated the sky.

Han Ling covered his ears in pain, but still watched the battle intently.

The three of them seemed to show off their skills, elegantly and quickly dispatching enemies.

Batch after batch of interstellar beasts fell from the sky.

Only an hour later, the battleship had put some distance between itself and the alien beast.

The crisis was over, Han Ling said quickly:

"System, slow down a little, open the hatch, and let them come back."

When the cabin door opened, the three females folded their wings and quickly entered the cabin.

Han Ling applauded them:

"Welcome back! It's amazing! The battle was resolved so quickly! Hahaha, it felt like life and death before."

The three female insects raised their heads, with indifferent expressions on their handsome and unfamiliar faces:

"Excuse me, who are you?"

The sudden question made Han Ling confused.

The corners of his smiling mouth slowly fell, and he stopped clapping.

Some scattered and broken information appeared in my mind.

【Butterfly Encyclopedia】

[Butterflies undergo complete metamorphosis and undergo multiple stages. 】

[Becoming a butterfly from a cocoon is fake. 】

[Caterpillars are just nourishment. 】

[When the cocoon is formed, the caterpillar dies and its entire body melts into a nutrient soup that supports the birth of the butterfly. 】

[Butterflies suck blood, so when people die, they will attract a large number of butterflies]

[The butterfly is a new individual, it will not have the memory of the caterpillar, and only retains some genetic fragments. 】

This information was like a heavy hammer, which made Han Ling feel dizzy.

Caterpillars can't fly, that's why they flap so hard.

Caterpillars are nutrients, so they have no name.

They looked at him with very clear eyes and no distracting thoughts. This is because in the caterpillar stage, there is no need for reproduction.

Thinking of the words Akechi left when he left: "Sir, I am going to grow wings."

Han Ling wanted to slap himself several times.

Just now, the three female insects sucked that drop of blood and completed their final evolution.

Use death to summon a stronger, more perfect, true butterfly clan.

Not even a moment of hesitation before death.

Although they had no names before, they had lived tenaciously for more than twenty years, but they gave up easily at this moment.

A huge feeling of guilt enveloped Han Ling.

He banged his head, looked at the strange female insect, and couldn't help but ask:

"Which of you is Mingzhe? Who is Mingli? Who is wise? Your appearance has changed so much that I can't tell you apart."

The three female insects showed puzzled expressions on their faces:

"My name is Elvis."

"Richard."

"Andrew."

When the butterfly clan was born, they received the inheritance of their names.

What has no name is just a caterpillar.

For a moment, Han Ling felt that his heart was full of pain, regret, and sourness.

They are really different, they have no resemblance at all.

The three female insects in front of me have blue-green hair and blue-green eyes.

Han Ling covered his face with his hands, his fingers trembling.

The eyes were sore and painful, and the liquid streaked across the corners of the eyes and disappeared into the sleeves of the protective clothing.

Han Ling thought it was incredible.

The strange female insect was willing to risk her life to protect him just because she had seen him and spent a few days with him.

When he expressed that he wanted to send them to an interstellar prison, they still died.

Do these female insects have no brains? Still too stupid?

Have you had enough?

Mingming said before that the base could still survive for 50 years.

Han Ling scratched his hair in pain.

He seemed to owe a huge debt at this moment, and there was no possibility of repaying it.

Even now, he is the only one who remembers that the three female insects once existed.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle came from not far away.

With a splitting headache and excessive worry, Han Ling rolled his eyes and passed out.

The alien beast charged again.

The three butterfly female insects had just rested for a while. When they heard the cry, they immediately stood up and walked towards the hatch.

The system controls the opening of the hatch.

The fighting started again.

after one day.

The three females sat tiredly in the cabin.

Although they are new members of the butterfly tribe, fighting is an instinct engraved in their genes.

However, the endless enemies made them a little tired.

"squeak!"

The scream came again.

The three females bent their necks and moved their arms, preparing to start again.

However, as soon as they left the cabin this time, they saw a behemoth space-class starship flying in the distant starry sky.

The yellow and white starship is like a mobile fortress, with a line of words written on it.

[Second War Legion—White Scars]

next moment.

Female insects with lightning-shaped wings burst out of the fortress.

The white hair is so eye-catching among the stars.

A female insect with a bite stopper and wearing a black combat uniform flew in front of them and looked them up and down:

"Butterfly clan?"

A sense of threat spread throughout their bodies, and the three females nodded cautiously.

The white-haired female insect smiled:

"You can withdraw. The prey this time belongs to the Second Legion. You can't eat it."

While they were chatting, White Scar's small team of a hundred people had already killed all the alien beasts.

They were following the trail, as if they were going to catch the alien beast's lair.

The three female butterflies breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you very much."

The white-haired female insect did not leave, but kicked the battleship with her foot and asked:

"Your battleship is pretty good. What kind of cargo does it have inside?"

The three butterfly tribesmen answered honestly:

"There is a female inside. She is very weak and has been unconscious."

The white-haired female was a little disbelieving. He looked carefully into the battleship through the porthole.

In the empty battleship, there was really only one stupid female, lying unconscious on the ground.

He shrugged:

"Okay, looking at how stupid you are, you should be a new member of the Butterfly Clan and don't have much savings. Leave, I won't rob you this time."

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When Han Ling opened his eyes again, the system prompt sounded in his ears:

[Host, the prison planet has arrived. We have landed. Do we want to send them to the interstellar court? 】

Han Ling sat up weakly and looked up.

They are still inside the battleship.

Three unfamiliar butterfly female insects were sitting on the opposite deck, with large blood scabs condensing on their bodies, and they were all injured.

It seems that...while he was unconscious, the female butterfly clan was still fighting.

Han Ling pursed his lips, and a question arose in his heart: Do the three female butterfly tribesmen still bear the responsibility for Mingzhe and the others?