Zerg: I ​​am the real white moonlight in the Zerg

Bai Meng has been very busy recently.

Not only does he need to upgrade 009, he also needs to improve the performance of the mental shield as much as possible. He needs a male insect to attack his spiritual sea.

"No, no! I can't do it!"

Dennis shook his head vigorously to refuse, and pushed Peranbo to the front: "Let Peranbo come, Peranbo is better than me."

"I will never attack the moon!!!"

Bai Meng had no choice but to look at Peranbo: "In that case, Peranbo, how about you help me with this experiment?"

"Is this your order?"

Peranbo changed out of his white clothes and put on the sky blue that he really liked, and said, "If this is your order, Peranbo will obey it."

The shape of the mental blocker is more like a headband worn on the head. When Bai Meng studied it, he knew that it would be best to make it into a shape that is easy to hide.

This was the first time he stood still and let other insects attack his spiritual sea.

"This is just too dangerous."

Keith and Harris watched from the side: "Does your Excellency often experiment on himself?"

"What's wrong with that?" Harris didn't feel anything. "When the drug to inhibit insect transformation came out, you were the first one to try it. Although you couldn't find out the efficacy, you were able to ensure that the drug was harmless to the insects."

"Speaking of which, the attitudes of these two male insects towards you, young sir, are really completely different."

Keith nodded: "One is to regard you as a belief that cannot be offended, and the other is to regard you as a king whose orders must be obeyed."

"Mr. Dennis only wants freedom, and Mr. Peranbo... In short, all he needs to do is to ensure that they don't betray him."

Harris followed Bai Meng's instructions and put on the mental power detection device for Peranbo, which would let them know the limits of this experiment.

"Sir Peranbo, please gradually increase your mental power to attack me. Don't worry about causing harm to me. My spiritual sea is definitely more vast than you think."

Peranbo nodded to show that he understood, and asked, "Is the king's spiritual power S-level?"

Harris kept Peranbo in suspense, but his pride was undiminished: "You will know that S-level is just the bottom line for you, young lord."

How far their little lord can go, even the Sith family bugs who have been with him the longest cannot predict.

Peranbo was speechless after hearing Harris's arrogant words. In order to avoid disturbing them, Dennis left the experimental field with Harris.

"Mr. Peranbo, we may begin."

When Peranbo heard the voice, he looked at Bai Meng opposite him. Only after seeing Bai Meng nod to him did he begin to release his mental power.

Peranbo's mental power is not yet able to transform mental power into physical objects. The form of his mental power is a ball of red and black mist, which slowly tries to spread into Bai Meng's spiritual sea.

Bai Meng wrinkled his nose, endured the aversion to the Windsor aura deep in his genes, relaxed his body and felt the strange mental power lingering around him.

As long as it does not enter one's own spiritual sea, the experiment is successful.

"no response."

Keith reported the monitoring data of the machine in his hand truthfully, his expression was still as gentle and calm as usual: "The monitoring shows that the spiritual power of Lord Peranbo is not reduced. He has not entered the spiritual sea of ​​​​the young Lord."

"Why are you so calm?" Harris asked curiously, "Don't you know what this means?"

"Of course I know, Harris," Keith said while sitting in a wheelchair, still nonchalant about Harris's question, "but compared to this, I care more about my brother."

"Professor Case's brother?"

Dennis was puzzled. He had never met Scott before. "What happened to him? If it's a mental riot, I can help."

"No, his illness is more troublesome than the mental turmoil," Keith said with a smile, "Thank you for your concern, Sir Dennis. I will pass it on to him."

"No, you're welcome." Dennis touched his nose: "I didn't help much."

"How could that be? Sir Dennis, don't underestimate yourself. Your subordinates have always been able to find a place to use their skills."

Keith gently advised: "Don't worry about it, we will always find our place."

Dennis nodded, not quite understanding.

Harris rolled his eyes and declined Keith's kindness.

Don't think that he doesn't know who drugged him before coming here. He didn't drug him back simply because he is a disabled person.

"Lord Peranbo's mental strength is still growing."

In the increasingly thick fog, the red and black color had completely turned into black, and the insects outside could not even see the figures of the two insects inside.

Harris and Keith looked at each other, and Harris patted the loudspeaker: "Mr. Peranbo, it's OK. The experimental results are out. Please withdraw your mental power."

"Mr. Peranpeau?"

"Mr. Peranbo! Mr. Peranbo!!!"

Harris's eyes changed, and with a fierce look that Keith had never seen before, he put on the spare mental blocker on his head and tightly grasped the silent gun stored in his white coat.

A second before he opened the experimental site, a silver wave of mental power appeared and fell in an instant, extinguishing the black fog.

"Young Master?"

Harris stopped and breathed a sigh of relief. What he was worried about before was that the young master would think that he had let down his guard during the experiment. If the young master could react, he would definitely not have to worry about Bai Meng's safety.

After seeing the situation of the two insects clearly, Harris's tone became angry again. Is your Excellency injured?

A drop of blood fell down Bai Meng's finger, and he walked with a cold face to Peranbo who was already kneeling.

"You can't control your instincts, right?" Bai Meng asked.

Just for a moment, Peranbo's mental power was gnawing at his flesh and blood. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he probably wouldn't have a single layer of intact skin on his body.

"Yes," Peranbo lowered his head, "I'm sorry, King, this is something engraved in my genes. Peranbo will allow you to punish me."

Bai Meng narrowed his eyes, asked 001 to turn off the monitoring device in the experimental field, and continued to ask him: "Peranbo, tell me, what food do you want most?"

"Is it the King Bug?"

"No! No!"

Peranbo gritted his teeth and said in disgust: "It's the Windsor worm! What I want to chew is the flesh and bones of the Windsor worm, not the king worm, not you."

"Then go and overcome your so-called genes!"

Bai Meng asked him to stand up, his voice cold and firm: "If you want to be a hunter, you must learn to find food by yourself."

"I will arrange professional combat training for you so that you can become a qualified warrior and hunter. Everything depends on your own will."

Peranbo looked at him in disbelief. "You want to teach a wild beast how to hunt? Aren't you afraid that I will bite you back?"

"Heh," Bai Meng laughed ostentatiously, his silver hair flying in the wind. "Do you know what I mean, Peranbo? If I want to kill you, you won't even have the chance to release your mental power to resist."

“Don’t label yourself as a wild beast. Wild beasts are never scary.”

"The only thing that can be called terrible is the hunter who plays with his prey, not the beast that is played with."