What should I do if the insect king hatches from the egg I picked up?

"Well"

Jing Xia heard a noise in a daze, opened his eyes and found that he was sleeping on the bed with a quilt covering him. The side of his neck felt itchy. He tilted his head and saw that Jing Wei was nestled next to his pillow again.

Jingxia:?

Didn’t I sleep outside before? Did you sleepwalk and crawl into bed by yourself?

Rubbing his eyes, he opened the door and saw Emperor Xiu dressed in white. His eyes suddenly widened and he felt that he hadn't woken up yet.

"woke up?"

Reaching out to fiddle with the dizzy mirage in the bowl, Di Xiu didn't turn his head. His skin exuded the smell of hormones under the orange light.

The skin is smooth, and the muscles do not look cumbersome. There is still a black dragon scale on the waist, which is vaguely covered by the bath towel. The other elbow is casually resting on the slender thigh, and the black hair is still dripping with water and remains along the collarbone. Down.

"Well, I'm awake." But he didn't seem to be awake.

Jing Xia: What a picture of a beautiful man taking a bath!

Jing Xia woke up and felt that Di Xiu's figure was comparable to that of her father. She pulled up her shirt and looked at her belly, which was soft but not fat. She wondered when she would grow like them.

The Dragon Clan rarely pays attention to managing their body shape. They always eat what they can. The more they eat, the better their body shape will be. I wonder if this is the same for me.

He rubbed his chin, thinking about getting some more snacks.

Emperor Xiu: "Have you had dinner?"

After playing with mirages enough, I wiped my hands with the towel I had just used to wipe my hair, and prepared to make some midnight snacks.

He turned around and was about to ask Jingxia if he wanted to eat midnight snacks, when he saw the young man looking at his stomach with a thoughtful look on his face.

He raised his hand and put on a bathrobe casually. While tying the belt, he walked up to Jingxia and snapped his fingers.

"You've come to your senses, what are you thinking about?"

Jing Xia was in a state of wandering: "I was wondering when I would have a body like yours."

Emperor Xiu: "Pfft, just eat more. Do you want a midnight snack? I'll do it."

Jingxia: "Eat!"

Now he came back to his senses, his eyes suddenly glowed, it had been a long time since he had tasted Emperor Xiu's craftsmanship.

"What about the little cub?"

Emperor Xiu bent down to check what else was in the refrigerator, and casually asked Jing Wei, whom he had not seen before, why he had not seen the dumplings just now.

Jing Xia glanced at her bedroom. Chongzi was still sleeping, snoring, and her belly was rising and falling very cutely.

"Still sleeping. He seems to be sleeping more and more these days."

Emperor Xiu: "It's normal. It should be the transformation stage soon. Noodles or steak?"

Jingxia: "For the pork chop, put more chili pepper."

The emperor cultivator holding the ingredients made a move and glanced at the energetic young man. Wouldn't he be afraid of being unable to sleep after eating spicy food at night? Finally, when I was ready to sprinkle the seasoning, I added a little more.

The mirage on the coffee table just came out of her dazed state at this time, recalling the appearance of the handsome man just now, with long white legs, lazy blue eyes, and glowing abdominal muscles, but the towel seemed A bit dark?

Rubbing his head between the shells, he thought about it carefully. Those seemed to be scales? Kind of like... dragon scales?

The mirage that discovered the identity of the beautiful man was immediately petrified, so the man who had his nosebleed just now was the dragon here? !

Mirage: Help! Can I still live?

Quietly observing the situation outside the bowl, the tall man seemed to be heating oil in the kitchen and preparing to fry something.

Mirage:...Are you going to be eaten?

A crisp sound made the two people in the kitchen look out, but they didn't find anything unusual.

…………

Because the school was on holiday, Jingxia had nothing to do at home. The next day after Emperor Xiu threw the mirage back to the original world, he took the two little ones to the military headquarters. He said that the military headquarters was actually a place where his legion had separate offices outside.

When they heard that Jingxia was coming, the members who had asked for leave came to work out of curiosity, just to meet the child adopted by their boss.

The boy held a plump and fluffy cub, adding warmth to the cold building of the military headquarters. Even Emperor Xiu didn't look so serious next to Jing Xia, with a lazy smile on his lips.

Everyone: Angel!

Even the boss laughed, oh!

On the way from the gate to Dixiu's office, Jingxia held a lot of snacks in addition to the insect cubs.

A few brave ones saw that Jingxia couldn't hold it anymore and even stuffed it into Emperor Xiu's hand, urging them to give it to Jingxia and not to take it away themselves.

Emperor Xiu looked at the snacks in his hand with a black eye. Did he let the legion people loose it too much? But why haven’t I seen them eat these here before?

Everyone: I’m kidding, how could you catch me eating snacks secretly? Besides, wouldn’t I be scolded if I ate snacks in front of you?

After entering his office, he closed the door to block any sneaky sights, threw snacks on the table, and signaled Jingxia to do whatever he wanted, and Emperor Xiu began to deal with the affairs piled up by the legion.

Jing Xia tasted some of the many snacks and felt that some were not as delicious as the spiritual fruits given by the emperor.

Jingqi woke up for a while in the morning, and now he is sleeping deeply again. He huddled up in his small bag, holding his tail with all six paws in his abdomen, and the pendant was wrapped in the middle, as if protecting his last breath. something precious.

He looked up at Di Xiu who was working at the same time, and turned his eyes to the surroundings to observe the environment of Di Xiu's office. Just like his own aura, the decoration was monotonous and cold. There were no other unnecessary decorations except what was needed for the office. There were only bookshelf on one side. Wearing a helmet?

I got up and walked over, picked up the helmet and looked at it. I thought it was similar to the one at home.

"That's a military virtual helmet, the same as the holographic pod in your school."

Emperor Xiu, who noticed Jing Xia's movements, looked up at the helmet in his hand and introduced it to him.

"It is connected to the military's personal account. Once you enter, it is just a virtual battle arena, with a virtual training room and a virtual mecha room. The military generally uses this for simulated training, and you can also choose opponents to challenge, and points are recorded. "

However, I only went in and fought a few games after I got it for the first time. I found it boring and not comfortable enough to fight in real life.

To him, the challengers inside all have one thing in common.

They are all over the top.

"If you're bored, you can go in and give it a try. Just log in with my account."

Jingxia: "Okay."

He happened to have itchy hands after not fighting for a long time.

Put on the helmet, find a comfortable position to lie down on the sofa, and connect to the virtual challenge venue.

Before logging in, the system interface showed that you could choose the appearance of your spiritual body to enter. The spiritual body and appearance were consistent with other people's. The difference was that Jingxia's spiritual body had multiple forms. He thought about it and chose the white dragon human form to log in to his account.

[Hey, the account you are following is online. 】

At the same time, all members of the empire's army, whether online or offline, as well as those who followed the Imperial Army's virtual account, received a prompt.

Everyone: The general who has not used a virtual helmet for ten thousand years is online?

As long as they have free hands, they will take out their helmets and prepare to log in to find people. Fortunately, the server used by the helmet is the latest technology, otherwise the login with multiple accounts would be stuck.

People who entered the Emperor Xiu virtual battlefield did not find the tall figure or the black dragon. There was only a white-haired young man standing in the center of the battlefield, his golden eyes curiously looking at the densely packed people entering.

Soldiers: Who is this?

Jingxia: Who are they?

Fergus, who also received the news, looked at the closed office door. Isn't the boss at work? Who logged into his account? Couldn't it be Xiaoxia?

Emperor Xiu's subordinates knew that Jing Xia's subordinates at the military headquarters were also very curious, but they did not dare to log in and take a look. If they were caught fishing while working, they would be punished.

Jingxia, who is in the form of a white dragon, is slightly shorter than Emperor Xiu, but he is still tall in the interstellar world. He has a slender body, long platinum hair tied back by a hairband, and gilded eyes that show his unusual appearance. identity.

The careless regiment commander didn't even see who was online, so he just clicked on the challenge. He just wanted to hurry up, lest other officers come to challenge the general, and his own platoon would not be ranked.

Ye Yu had just withdrawn from a challenge at this time. When he saw that the Emperor Xiu account was online, he came over to take a look, but he saw this white-haired young man. His mental power was uncontrollable and he wanted to get closer to him, as if he was attracted by something. With.

Jingxia's white dragon form can also be regarded as a Chinese dragon, and Ye Yu's family in Blue Star has been worshiping the dragon god for generations. The inextricable relationship makes Jingxia's white dragon bloodline attractive to Ye Yu.

In the scene, Jing Xia saw someone challenging him and directly clicked accept.

The legion commander just teleported to the venue. After seeing the appearance of the people in the venue, he was stunned. Isn't this an emperor cultivator?

Legion Commander: "Who are you?"

Jingxia: "The person you challenge."

Just to deceive him, Jing Xia directly clicked and prepared to start. The other person was also ready. He had already clicked on the challenge and couldn't cancel it, so he just played.

In the virtual field, because it would not hurt his original body, Jingxia directly let go of his hands and feet to fight.

The commander of the regiment, who was careless and underestimated the enemy, had not officially entered the fighting state. He did not last long before his neck was broken by Jing Xia from behind and he was ejected from the field.

Above the field, Di Xiu's previous zero-defeat points rolled up again, and the number of successful challenges increased by 1.

The people watching the game became restless. Everyone could see the extraordinary strength of the young people on the field. They were aroused and started to click on the challenge.

Jingxia didn't even look at the application and agreed directly.

Ye Yu didn't apply for the challenge like others. He just felt that the figure of the young man he looked at just now looked a bit like one of his students.

Oh, it's just one size too big.

Emperor Xiu, who was still working hard, didn't know that Jing Xia was killing everyone in his account. After defeating all the challengers, he was ejected from the competition venue and began to doubt his life.

The current chief of staff, who was notified by his subordinates, also squeezed into the Imperial Cultivator's viewing area. He looked at the young people who were getting more and more excited as they played, and then looked up at the soaring number of victories and the bright zero in defeat.

He turned around and asked the men around him.

"Do you know who this young man is?"

Subordinate: "I don't know, there is no record in the empire's system."

Chief of Staff: "Then whose account did he log in to?"

Subordinate: "It belongs to General Dixiu."

chief of staff:……

This is troublesome. Who knows if this is another spiritual form of the dragon.

Several senior officials of the Academy of Sciences also took over the account to log in to watch the challenge, and they all discussed whether the young man was an imperial cultivator or another person.

Senior Manager No. 1: "Oh, it's a pity that the helmet data was truncated. We did not receive the data record here."

Executive No. 3: "Looks like my mental strength and physical fitness may have reached S."

Senior Manager No. 3: "I don't think so. I don't know if I can ask Emperor Xiu who this person is."

It would be better if you could research it.

Dean of the Academy of Sciences: "...Please restrain yourself and think about the results of the idiot who wanted to steal dragon gene research last time."

He clutched his chest with a heart attack. Last time, there was a lunatic high-level man who had been madly proposing to study dragon genes. The empire, thinking of the power and intimidation of the only dragon, did not agree.

As a result, under the name of the Academy of Sciences, in the name of checking his physical qualifications, the man came to draw Emperor Xiu's blood and dig out his scales.

As a result, it was directly made into a piece of "artwork" by the dragon and sent to the Academy of Sciences. The scene of unpacking the express delivery was an eternal nightmare for everyone present.

By the way, they also blew up most of their instruments, took away many experimental subjects, and finally gave them harsh words to tell them to take care of the research maniacs in the hospital.

That high-ranking officer was imprisoned in an interstellar prison for violating the military general, and he has not yet been released.

The dean feels that it is tiring to manage these research madmen, and he has to watch over them not to violate interstellar laws.

Looking at the young man who was pressed against most of the soldiers in the field, he was definitely someone who could not be messed with just like the dragon.

When the next person to challenge entered, the venue changed and the area was directly expanded. The person who came in also drove a mecha.

The name of the training room above became the Mecha Room.

Jingxia:?

The people watching the battle also started talking about it.

"Which idiot is this? Didn't you know that the admiral doesn't have mechas in his account?"

"I don't know, I ordered it wrong."

"But this young man is really scary."

"I don't know where it came from."

"...Has anyone counted how many games he just played?"

"Look at the score above."

"I counted, nineteen games, all wins. Each game didn't take more than ten minutes, and the opponent was knocked out."

"He doesn't seem to be using his mental power at all?"

"Too cruel, a war weapon."

The person inside who accidentally clicked on the challenge was on the verge of tears. He was only focused on grabbing it, but he didn't expect that he would be challenged by a mecha.

"I'm sorry, I ordered the wrong thing! How about I give up?"

Jing Xia rubbed her wrists, looked at the dark-colored military mecha, raised her hand and clicked to prepare. She had never tried to dismantle a mecha without mental strength.

"It's okay, just try it like this."

"what?"

The man looked blankly at the pop-up preparation box, and just started playing like this?

"Prepare."

"oh oh."

Different from the previous battle, the young man began to avoid the cannonballs fired by the mecha and kept approaching the mecha from a distance.

Everyone watching: oi! Is this the real fight?

His gilded eyes observed the trajectory of the cannonballs, and he dodged them lightly, like an agile cheetah, with sharp eyes and the fierceness of a hunter.

After approaching the mecha, he jumped up and stepped onto the mecha's arm.

The challenger did not panic, but wanted to use the thruster to distance himself and use his speed to knock Jingxia down.

Unexpectedly, Jingxia clung tightly to the mecha arm, gritted his teeth, and directly fired particle bombs at Jingxia with the other mecha arm.

At such a close distance, if he hits, Jingxia may be directly judged as a loss by the system and ejected from the field.

When everyone watching the battle thought that the young man would dodge, they only saw the particles converging at the muzzle of the gun. When it was launched, the young man raised his hand to resist with the palm of his hand.

Everyone: Just block it with your hands?

Chief of Staff: "He used his mental power."

Subordinate:?

……

Dean of the Academy of Sciences: "Hey, this mental power..."

Executive: "It's so scary."

The mental power formed a barrier in the palm of the hand, which directly wrapped the particles emitted by the opponent. He retracted his hand and pressed the particle bomb wrapped in mental power into the chest of the mecha underneath him, and the mecha was directly penetrated.

The driver was also ejected directly from the field, and the young man won again under the uproar of the crowd.