As a male insect, I am cooking food live

After Will finished training the new recruits, he came to the laboratory to find Ode. Ode was discussing some details with the research bug. After seeing Will, Ode ended the conversation with the research bug and found a corner to sit down.

Will followed Ode and sat down in the corner. Ode took a sip of water and waited for Will to speak.

"Hey, nerd. After watching yesterday's live broadcast, don't you have anything to say?" Will asked. He was really anxious.

What Weir was talking about was Shen Hui’s live broadcast.

"I didn't see it." Ode ignored him. Ode turned on the light computer and logged into the official business system, and took the opportunity to handle official business while chatting with Weir.

"You're talking nonsense. D-class alien pig, I don't believe you didn't see it." Weir said, "Yesterday's comments were even posted on the current affairs channel."

The elimination of D-class alien pigs is one of the daily tasks of the Breakthrough Army. The area under the jurisdiction of the Breakthrough Army is a disaster area where pigs are rampant, and Ode has been troubled for a long time about how to deal with the pigs.

That's why Will insisted that Ode also watched the live broadcast.

Ode looked at Will with some surprise, and his eyes were very clear - he didn't expect that Will, with his well-developed limbs, also had a brain.

"What do you want to hear from me?"

Will slammed the table in anxiety, but fortunately the scientific research bugs around him were already used to it and could perfectly ignore the noise.

Odd took the cup away skillfully without any splashes.

"What else could it be? Honey-glazed barbecued pork!" Will said, "Give me a definite answer whether it's feasible or not."

There are two reasons why Will watched Shen Hui's live broadcast, one was for his superior, and the other was for the D-level alien beast pig.

Odd naturally watched the live broadcast, but he watched it with a secondary account. Of course, the idiot Will couldn't find him. Therefore, Odd also took note of Will's performance in the comment section that night.

Of course Ode knew about the discussion in the comment section. He couldn't even access StarNet now, but he could guess who would be the protagonist of StarNet's headlines today.

The anchorman, Al, is indeed a male insect that the superior is paying attention to. He is smart, dangerous, and very cunning. This is Ode's evaluation of Shen Hui.

It is undeniable that the host Al is indeed very talented in making delicious food. He even solved the problem that the Zerg had been troubled by for a long time.

Last night, many sellers and food companies contacted him after the live broadcast. Ode had already screened them and handed the list to his superior.

Similarly, the other legions that were clearing out the D-level alien pigs also received the news. Seeing that the Breakthrough Army had not spoken yet, these legions also tacitly remained silent.

At the same time, they were also eyeing the areas under the jurisdiction of the Breakthrough Army. Odd found it a little funny, because the areas where pigs were rampant were still thrown to the Breakthrough Army like a mess.

In just one night, it became a hot commodity.

"The feasibility is still under consideration." Ode drank the water in the cup but did not put the cup back on the table.

Weir slapped the table again, and the top of the table, which was of excellent quality, had a faint crack. Weir slapped it again, and the table shattered directly.

"What is there to consider!" Will asked, "If we can make honey-glazed barbecued pork during the mission, the problem of nutrient solution can be solved!"

"Will, this is not your concern." Odd put the empty cup on another table.

"Nerd, don't force me to beat you up." Will sat back in his seat stiffly, "We are in urgent need of a substitute for the nutrient solution."

Ode pressed his temple and said, "The Breakthrough Army is not short of nutrient solution. I have never withheld nutrient solution from you, giving you the illusion that there is a shortage of nutrient solution."

Will stared at Ode. Ode had a feeling that Will would say something earth-shattering next, so he asked Will to get up and go back to the dormitory with him. Ode gave Will a chair and sat on the sofa.

Odd folded his arms and waited for Will to speak.

Will took a deep breath and said, "I know the nutrient solution is not from the military."

Hearing this, Ode glanced at Will and said nothing.

"The money for the nutrient solution comes from the commander." Will said affirmatively, "Ode, answer me if this is the case."

"How do you know this?" Odd asked.

Because the Breakthrough Army is independent, it is usually not subject to the constraints of the military. Therefore, the treatment is completely different from other legions. The financial allocation of other legions comes from the military.

Logically speaking, the same should apply to the Breakthrough Army. But how could these privileged bugs be willing to let new forces share a piece of the pie? When the Breakthrough Army was first established, they always found reasons to delay funding and let the Breakthrough Army perform the most difficult tasks.

The purpose was to disband the Breakthrough Army founded by Taber. To this end, they used all means, including substandard nutrient solution, defective mecha equipment, and even the belated funding amount was unreasonably small.

This was playing with the insect's life. It was also a precise step on Taber's minefield.

Ode still remembers how the commander dealt with these problems. The young commander first found himself abandoned by his family, went to the military headquarters, and beat up all the legion commanders who were in the meeting. According to eyewitnesses, the meeting room was full of blood, and the other legion commanders looked miserable.

Only Taber was spotless. He took off his bloodstained gloves, looked at the broken arms and limbs on the ground, and stepped on the face of a certain legion commander with his military boots. It was said that this legion commander was the original instigator.

Taber ignored the struggle of the insects under him, glanced coldly at the insects present and memorized all of them in his mind.

[Why didn't you invite me to such an important meeting?] Taber said coldly, [It seems that the Breakthrough Army is not a partner recognized by you.]

All the insects present were dying, and no one answered. The superior self-healing ability of the female insects was rapidly repairing their bodies, but the pain of being torn apart still remained faintly.

They underestimated Tabor. They underestimated Capet.

[In that case, we don't have to worry about the Breakthrough Army anymore.] Taber turned around and looked at the military bug with only the upper body left. This was the bug that was specifically responsible for financial allocations. [What do you think?]

Dead silence. No insect dared to answer. The female insect in front of him was a monster. All the insects underestimated his strength, thinking that Taber was just a fledgling insect and not to be feared. Taber would abide by the rules.

But it was the bug that Taber ignored that dyed the entire conference room red.

[If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your agreement.] Taber sneered and left the meeting room.

Taber then began to learn knowledge other than fighting. Odd witnessed his leader grow into what he is today.

That’s the answer.

"I'm not stupid." Will scratched his head in annoyance. "The amount of funding published on the military's official website is pitifully small for the Breakthrough Army."

It was not just pitiful, it was nonexistent. Odd thought that it had been divided up by other legions long ago.

"The commander goes to the S-level alien beast nest alone to clear it out at a fixed time every year."

The merit points gained from clearing out an S-level alien beast's nest can provide sufficient funds for the breakthrough army.

"If honey-glazed barbecued pork can really be used as a substitute for nutrient solution, then..."

Odd held out his hand to interrupt Will.

"It takes time to make honey-glazed barbecue pork, Will, you're taking it for granted." Moreover, although honey-glazed barbecue pork tastes much better than nutrient solution, it lacks nutritional value.

In the case of a shortage of nutrient solution, making honey-glazed barbecued pork with local ingredients is a good choice, but it can never replace nutrient solution.

It was rare that Will started to use his rusty brain, and Odd was willing to explain a few words.

"Then we can only rely on the commander to regularly clear out S-level beast nests to maintain the expenses of the Breakthrough Army?"

"Don't just use your brain halfway." Odd said, "We can sell the pork to other bugs, and the boss and I will take care of the rest."

"You should focus on training the new recruits and stop overthinking."

"..." Will was a little embarrassed, "I'm just too worried about the commander. The commander's sea of ​​consciousness problem is so serious that he can't drive the White Eagle, and it will soon be time for the commander to clear out the S-level beast nest."

"You don't have to worry this time." Ode was confident that as long as they sold the pork, they would have sufficient funds.

Will nodded and sat up straight like the best-behaved kid in the military academy.

Ode turned on his computer to see if his superior had any reply. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "The new recruit you sent out on a mission a while ago, calculate the time, is it time for him to come back?"

Dupont Nat is the host Al's family friend. He happens to be a member of the Breakthrough Army. Odd thought.

"You mean Dupont?" Will looked at the light brain and checked the records of his subordinates. "He completed the task."

"Calculate the time, I'll be back tonight."

Ode nodded and ignored him. Seeing this, Will left Ode's dormitory, and the two insects started to do their own things.

Well, I have to train better soldiers for the commander. I don't want to let the commander down, Will thought with high morale.

Night falls.

DuPont, as the two bugs called him, returned to the dormitory exhausted. He had just completed a mission.

As a new soldier, Roommate Bug still had to attend the training. But Dupont was already able to go on a mission. Dupont was asked to clean up a D-level alien beast's nest with four other veterans.

Dupont turned on the optical computer and saw the merit points that had arrived. He only kept the living expenses and then transferred the remaining merit points to Al's card. At this point, his roommate Bug had not returned from training, so Dupont went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he came out of the bathroom, DuPont saw that his roommate Bug had collapsed on the bed.

"God of Insects, the commander is truly terrifying... He's just like a combat fanatic." The roommate Insect was so tortured that he muttered to himself.

Dupont did not disturb him, he sat on his bed. The roommate peeked out, he looked at Dupont, and immediately sat up straight.

Dupont gave his roommate Bug a puzzled look.

"You..." Roommate Bug hesitated for a long time, "Have you watched StarNet?"

"Not yet, I just came back from the front line." DuPont said, turning on his light computer and preparing to send a message to Al first.

"You should go to StarNet to check the news about Lord Ai'er first."

Dupont paused as he was about to send the message.

"Sir?" Al...has he passed the molting period and become Sir? Dupont looked at the chat interface between the two insects. There was only a greeting from Al, and nothing about the molting period.

It seems that Al has his own secrets. Dupont thought, feeling a little disappointed. Al, who used to tell him everything, now has something to hide from him.

Dupont couldn't explain how he felt right now.

Don't want to make yourself worry? Dupont looked at the message sent by Al.

Al was acting like a spoiled child to me in the chat interface because I hadn't replied to him for a long time.

The old Al seemed to have returned. Dupont thought that the old Al was very polite and well-mannered, and was also very polite to him. He was at a loss for a long time.

But the Al now is the one he is familiar with.

The roommate pounded his sore legs, took a chair and sat in front of DuPont: "You have two weeks to go to the front line. Don't you know that the Star Network has been blown up during these two weeks?"

DuPont didn't say anything, he knew his roommate Bug hadn't finished speaking yet.

"First, a beast tide suddenly erupted on the low-level planet where Lord El was."

The tentacles on Dupont's forehead immediately stood up, and he asked hurriedly: "Is Al injured? Where is he now?"

Al didn't tell him any of these things.

Roommate Chong was startled by Dupont's panic. It was also the first time he saw Dupont, who was usually steady and praised by the instructor, look so out of control.

"No, Lord Al is fine." Roommate Bug quickly replied to Dupont, "After all, the garrison commander of the low-level star is our superior."

"Lieutenant General Taber?" DuPont had seen Taber's photo. It was because Instructor Will hung Lieutenant General Taber's photo in the training room.

Isn't the garrison commander Colonel Arnold? Dupont immediately realized why he was able to join the Breakthrough Army so quickly.

"Lieutenant General Taber hid his identity in order to carry out a secret mission." Roommate Bug said stealthily, "Also, the Lieutenant General has an unusual relationship with Lord Al."

Dupont was relieved that Al was okay.

"I guess the lieutenant general will be Lord El's female lord in the future." The roommate made the final conclusion.

Dupont didn't say anything. He turned on his laptop and saw today's hot search headlines. The hot search headlines were: Honey-glazed barbecued pork, Mr. Al

The second hot search term is pork to solve the problem of food and clothing.

Dupont didn't know the connection between the two entries; after all, he didn't watch the live broadcast.

When Roommate Bug saw DuPont's actions, he moved closer to him.

"You've also seen today's hot search." My roommate said, "Sir Al is truly a treasure bestowed upon the Zerg by the Zerg God. He solved a big problem for us with ease."

Because DuPont is a relative of Lord Al, the roommate has a great desire to share.

"Now, those families who can't afford the nutrient solution can finally solve the problem of food and clothing." Roommate Bug said with emotion. He came from a poor family, from the slums of a certain galaxy.

Although his genetic test showed a C grade, which was like a phoenix emerging from a chicken coop, his family could not afford to send him to military school.

The roommate bug originally planned to live in such a muddle, but things took a turn for the better. About two years ago, a new foundation organization came here to investigate and they evaluated the roommate bug.

No criminal record, family financial difficulties, excellent ability. They don't ask for anything in return for their roommates' support. According to the responsible bug, these are the intentions of the foundation's founding bug.

Unfortunately, the founding worm is very mysterious and never shows up easily. The roommate worm also secretly made up his mind to fight for a piece of his own world so that he can repay the other party in the future.

The sponsorship from the foundation is enough for his family to have food and clothing. Now that Lord Al has created honey-glazed barbecued pork, roommate Chong believes that his family's financial situation will definitely improve.

Mr. Al is really a good bug.

Dupont listened to his roommate's explanation while looking at the news on Starnet. For a moment, he couldn't connect the Al in the live broadcast replay with the Al in the chat history.

Dupont was a little proud and a little confused. At this moment, Al made Dupont feel very unfamiliar.

Coincidentally, Al sent him a message.

[Al: Brother Dupont, I saw you are online. Please reply to my message as soon as possible. I miss you so much.]