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

Thousand Eyes Galaxy.

There are no secrets under a thousand eyes.

Things that cannot be accessed on the Star Network can be accessed on the Black Network, with no taboos.

Oseibai, once the only deputy under Helios.

For three days and two nights, he had been staring at the email on the computer screen. Even though his eyes were red and bloodshot, he never blinked.

This is simply a dream.

The first email was sent at 0: two days ago. The content of the email was: Solarflare

The second email was sent at 12: a.m. the day before. The content of the email was: Sunspot

So the third letter should be...

At 24:, when all the numbers indicating time on the optical computer returned to zero, the third letter arrived as expected.

Sun

A tear shed from Ousebai's dry eyes and he buried his head in his arms. His silent crying gradually turned into heart-wrenching howling. When his voice finally became hoarse, he wiped the tears from his face and rushed into the bathroom.

After taking a quick shower, she cut her ankle-length hair, leaving only a neat and refreshing length that could be tied into a ponytail.

Ousebai looked at the mirror in the bathroom, and there was a strange shape of a black sword in the center of his vermilion pupils.

Ousebai raised his hand and touched the low black ponytail behind him. After confirming that it was the same length as sixty-three years ago, he put his hand down with satisfaction.

He slowly smiled at himself in the mirror, and the bug in the mirror smiled as well.

Ousebai immediately lowered his mouth and said, "No, no, it's too stiff."

Compared to sixty-three years ago, his smile was obviously fake.

The former smiling tiger adjutant could not meet the admiral in this way.

The three emails are just to identify themselves.

The actual meeting time was on the fourth day.

correct.

Ousebai suddenly remembered that he seemed to have received emails from two other bugs.

Let yourself work for the Lorraine Group?

Tsk, who are you looking down on? Can he not support himself?

But...hiss, it's hard to say about the other guys, they should still be alive...right?

So before receiving the friend request from his beloved Admiral Helios, Oseibai sent a short message to all the brothers who had left the First Legion.

【do you died? 】

Likewise, all responses received were quite simple.

【Fuck you! 】

In an orphanage located in the Rose Galaxy, the director of the orphanage put down his hand that had just typed these four words, stood up and walked to the door to open it.

As expected, the insect standing outside the door was the incoming male insect teacher mentioned by his immediate superior, Esgard.

Dennis was startled by the ferocious-looking female insect in the door, but he quickly felt relieved when he remembered Yueyue's instructions.

The kind-looking secretary of the dean beside him coughed lightly and glared at the dean secretly.

Don't look so cold on us. We have finally found a male insect to be our teacher. If he is scared away, you will have to die to atone for your sin!

The two bugs followed the dean into the office, and then the secretary introduced Dennis, "Sir Dennis, this is the dean of our Orphan Insect Hospital, Dean Luther."

"Ahem," the dean coughed, stretched out his hand, bent down slightly, and introduced himself: "Hello, Sir Dennis, I am the dean of this orphanage, Luther."

"No, no, no, please stand up." Dennis immediately held Hanxiao's hand and bent down to her at the same angle: "You are the dean and my boss. You should not bend down to me."

"The Moon said, please treat me like a teacher, don't call me Your Excellency."

Dennis' eyes were bright and his voice was brisk, so the bug knew immediately that what he said was true.

"Please call me Teacher Dennis. I like this name."

Luther looked at his secretary and nodded.

"Dean, I have already taken Teacher Dennis to the teachers' dormitory," the secretary propped up her glasses and said with a smile, "Why don't I take Teacher Dennis to meet our students?"

Luther looked at Dennis with encouragement, and the curve of his mouth softened a little: "Then I have to listen to what Teacher Dennis thinks. It's still quite far from the Fire Cloud Galaxy to the Rose Galaxy. How about taking a rest for a night first?"

"No! I want to go now!"

Dennis was very excited and he wanted to see his students right now.

Teach them like his teacher did. In this way, his teacher who has returned to the arms of the Insect God will be happy to see them, right?

"it is good!"

But Luther still has something to ask Dennis.

"Teacher Dennis, what do you want to teach them?"

Dennis thought about it and gave three answers.

"Smile, repay favors, and... freedom."

How to smile to female insects in a polite and graceful manner without any aggression or aggression.

How to express respect and gratitude to insects that have bestowed favors on us, instead of taking all gifts for granted.

Finally, tell them what his teacher explained to him at the end of his life - the meaning of freedom.

At the front line, after Paten finished saying those words to Bai Meng, he glanced at Bai Meng's face almost cautiously.

Bai Meng has been silent for too long.

Paten could feel Bai Meng's inner struggle. It wasn't that he was afraid that Bai Meng would be angry that he had kept it from him. He was just worried that Bai Meng would keep everything in his heart.

This is definitely the most damaging thing to one's mind.

Paten held Bai Meng's hand and gave him his support in the same silent way.

He thought that if Bai Meng didn't want to, he would completely cut off the possibility of the Mei Xin family contacting Bai Meng.

Sensing Paten's concern, Bai Meng smiled and shook his head.

"I'm fine, Patron."

"Just based on appearance, that's not enough evidence, right?"

"I don't want to hide it from you," Paten said, "but even I can't make a decision for you in this matter."

Bai Meng touched Paten's earlobe soothingly, with gentle eyes and eyebrows, without any trace of Paten's worry: "When Admiral Aubrey asked me if I wanted to find my biological female father, I already had a hunch, Paten."

Bai Meng's voice was so gentle that it seemed to drip a drop of moonlight. Patern sometimes wondered if Bai Meng was just a beautiful dream for him, the Sith family, and all the insects that encountered him.

But this assumption is so unrealistic.

Dreams should be light and ethereal, but this male insect itself is carrying too many heavy things.

Bai Meng and Patern's foreheads touched, and he heard Bai Meng say.

"Don't worry about me, like I said."

"I am very satisfied, Paten. I have you, the Sith Family, the Lorraine Group, Grandpa Yan, and... Lorraine."

"This was never suffering, Paten, nor could it be called a gift from fate."

"I have worked hard to get everything I have. I will neither give it up nor feel burdened."

"I do have fears, Paten, and I also have things that resent me. These also make up who I am, hatred, resentment, and knots. Everything I do is to make up for my incompetence when Lorraine died six years ago."

“So I’m not noble.”

Paten felt the wetness on his neck and raised his hand to hold Bai Meng in his arms.

"And there is only one person I really hate..."

"Don't say it, Bai Meng, don't say it." Paten held Bai Meng's head with both hands and sealed the words he was about to say with his lips.

They all tasted the saltiness of their tears.

Bai Meng was not a child from the beginning.

He is a lonely soul from the 22nd century, an adult with sufficient maturity and intelligence.

He is also the greatest genius of the 22nd century, praised by countless people and regarded as a leader in his field.

He knew he could have done more.

He had saved Lorraine's life for twelve years.

Someone told Bai Meng.

As long as he wants, he can do anything.

But Bai Meng was wrong.

He thought he still had a lot of time and could take it slow.

Guilt and self-blame were too light for Bai Meng. The real knot in her heart came from the bottom of her heart, which was self-loathing.

I hate myself for being incompetent and doing nothing.