The Zerg Robot King

"Thank you, Chief." The Leaf Moth looked around but did not see the Purple Night Moth. "Chief, where is the Purple Night Moth?"

Mo Feiyang got a headache when he thought of the dead look of the Purple Dragon Beast, and said angrily: "That unmotivated guy hasn't gotten up yet, I've asked my personal soldiers to call him."

"Ok."

The leaf moth turned around and prepared to sit in the patriarch's guest seat. Moth Feiyang happened to see his back and couldn't help but call him:

"If you have any objections to my arrangements yesterday, please speak up."

"Ah, no, I'm very happy that the chief can help me train."

Yes, but I don't dare to say it out loud. Am I being too obvious?

"So what do these two patterns you drew on your wings mean?"

The leaf moth was confused: "Pattern? What pattern?"

"You painted it yourself, but you don't know it?"

“I didn’t draw anything?”

The leaf moth spread its wings and shook them, only to find that there was a small version of itself painted on the back of each of its thin wings. A hand with its middle finger raised was circling the small version of itself. The word "training" was written on the left wing and the word "work" was written on the right wing.

The small version of himself had his eyes replaced by two small flames, and two rows of sharp teeth were revealed in his mouth.

The dead leaf moth immediately locked onto the suspect and said with gritted teeth: "This must have been done by the purple night moth."

No wonder so many soldiers came to care about me today. Maybe they thought that I was finally driven crazy by work?

When E Feiyang saw the angry and ashamed look on the Dead Leaf Moth's face, he knew that this matter had nothing to do with the Dead Leaf Moth. It was most likely the Purple Night Moth who drew it. Who else but him would be so brave?

Just at this time, Bai Ehan came over with Zilong Beast, who was holding an unfinished breakfast in his hand.

Bai Ehan saw the pattern on the dead leaf moth's wings at a glance and tried to hold back his laughter, but the dead leaf moth's wings moved and the little man on the pattern seemed to come alive, with both hands constantly pointing the middle finger to the surroundings. He couldn't help laughing: "The pattern on the deputy general's wings is quite cute."

Please don't say anything, General Bai Ehan. The withered leaf moth's face turned red, and he didn't know whether he was embarrassed or angry. He immediately glared at the purple dragon beast fiercely: "Purple Night Moth, did you do it?"

Zilongmon thought that Bai Ehan had already reminded him, but he didn't expect the pattern to still be there. However, he looked very innocent: "Ah? What are you talking about? I don't understand?"

"Are you still pretending? You must have sneaked into my room in the middle of the night and drew this for me."

"Who else but you would do such a thing?"

"Don't slander someone's innocence without any evidence, okay?" Purple Dragon Beast swallowed a bite of biscuit, "You said I did it, do you have any evidence?"

Bai Ehan once again witnessed the shamelessness of Zilongmon, who lied without blushing at all. Well, it seemed that he was not lying?

I wanted to wipe the leaf moth last night, but it was sleeping so soundly, with its wings pressed under my body that I couldn't wake it up no matter what, so I had to give up.

I got up very early in the morning and before I could remind him, he showed up. Oh, what a miss.

After another round of chaos in Mo Feiyang's office, Zilongmon was successfully punished again. He was forced to run around the perimeter of the soldier training base twenty times with a sign saying "I was wrong" on his head.

Woohoo(*?????), I really regret coming to the Moth Tribe!

After witnessing E Feiyang's unhuman behavior for several days, Zilong finally couldn't stand the high pressure of training and documents.

When she secretly avoided surveillance and delivered energy supplements to Zhan Long Huang at night, she cried and sobbed to him, which made Zhan Long Huang speechless =_=.

After all, he was the only general who had a chance to take over his position, so the War Dragon Emperor patiently comforted him for a long time.

"Marshal, this is a compressed energy block. One block can last for more than a week. Eat a few more."

Purple Dragon Beast said with a determined look: "Marshal, hold on, wait for me to get back the energy switch hidden on your back, and then we can leave this damn place."

The Dragon King was infected by his emotions and patted his shoulder seriously: "Thank you for your hard work. Keep it up."

After exchanging some other information about the Moth Tribe, Purple Dragon Beast prepared to find a way to leave the Moth Tribe.

The next day, Purple Dragonmon cooperated very well with the training. He didn't even make trouble when Leafmoth asked him to handle documents. Moth Feiyang thought that Purple Dragonmon had finally figured it out and felt very relieved. He mercifully gave him one less hour of training in the evening.

The dead leaf moth thought it was not that simple. How could the purple night moth have such awareness? Could it be that it had some bad idea again?

After all, this guy has a criminal record, so I've been secretly watching him all day.

In the middle of the night, when the moon was hiding in the clouds, a purple figure quietly came to the dormitory wall carrying a small bag. Seeing that there was no one around, he turned over neatly and was caught by the leaf moth that had been waiting for a long time.

The Purple Dragon Beast was startled and was about to kick him between the legs, but the Leaf Moth dodged in time and avoided the kick.

"You bastard, your foot is so vicious!"

Purple Dragon Beast took the initiative and asked, "What are you doing? You are sneaking around here in the middle of the night, are you trying to do something bad?"

The Leaf Moth Purple Dragon Beast was frightened by its momentum and didn't react: "I was just admiring the moon."

Zilongmon looked at the sky full of dark clouds, without a trace of moonlight: "Are you sure?"

"I," the dead leaf moth finally reacted, "I was just asking you, why are you staying up late at night and secretly carrying a package? What do you want to do?"

The dead leaf moth raised its voice: "Are you trying to escape?"

"Keep your voice down, don't talk nonsense, that's not the case," Zilongmon covered his voice box with his hand and timidly said, "I was just, uh, checking the security of the patrol."

"Really?" The leaf moth almost had disbelief written on its face: "So how was your inspection?"

The Purple Dragon Beast said righteously, "It's very unsafe. I'm almost out, but no one has noticed it yet. I will raise my opinion with the clan leader tomorrow."

"It's getting late, I'm going to go back to bed. Bye."

After saying that, Zilongmon returned with the small bag in his arms without even looking back.

It was not until the early morning that Zilong Beast sneaked out of the room again. This time, he made sure that there was no one waiting at the back door of the dormitory before he dared to come out.

"Why is the wall here so high?" Purple Dragon Beast threw the small bag over first, then began to climb carefully.

"Be careful, watch your step, I'll pick it up for you."

A pair of hands supported the purple dragon beast and lifted him down.

"Thank you so much." Zilongmon thanked him while taking the bag. He looked up and took a few steps back in shock.

Purple Dragon Beast chuckled and said calmly, "Deputy General, what a coincidence, you can't sleep either so you come out for a walk?"