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

"So you are sure Baphom Mammon is still alive?"

"Not only is Baphomet Mammon alive, but Diman Windsor must also be alive."

Peranbo was video chatting with Dennis while processing the ingredients in the pot.

"What does the moon say?"

"They won't show up in the short term. Don't forget that both Diman and Bafeng are great supplements for Beelzebub."

"They won't pose a threat for now, but in case they leave seeds like the demons did before, 001 will mobilize resources to the maximum extent to track them down. Mr. Caesar has a team of bugs under him who are specifically responsible for this."

Perambo turned off the fire, put the fried meat on a plate, took off her sky blue apron, and brought her lunch to the dining table.

"Ava's treatment is going well. Maybe soon, he will be your colleague."

"Not only a colleague, but also a junior," Dennis curled his lips, "I still remember you and Ava teamed up to play tricks on me."

"You have to find him. You two are the same. I can't beat you two insects who like to play the pig and eat the tiger." Peranbo smiled and shook his head: "Take a male insect who is several years older than you as your student, you have fulfilled your role as a teacher."

"I thought I had met a genius at that time," Dennis rolled his eyes and changed the subject: "I heard that you applied to leave the base and follow the team of bugs under Mr. Caesar to hunt down Baphomet Mammon and Diman Windsor?"

"Chasing down Bafeng and Diman was just a side job," Peranbo elegantly picked up the knife and fork to cut the meat on the plate. Before putting the meat into his mouth, he said, "The real purpose is that I think it's time for me to go out and take a look."

"Go out and take a look?"

Dennis raised his eyebrows. No one understood what Peranbo meant better than him.

None of them have ever seen the real world.

It was not until he escaped from Gunlada's house and everything in the past became a shadow that he saw with his own eyes the current appearance of the Zerg.

The base of the Fire Cloud Galaxy is also not the true appearance of the Zerg. The light of the moon shines so beautifully there that it can be called bliss.

"Has the moon agreed?"

"Well," Peranbo swallowed the meat in his mouth and said, "You and I both know that the future of the Zerg depends on the king's thoughts, and we will all be witnesses."

"Before that, there must be a worm that remembers the past darkness and ensures that all places are illuminated by the light of the silver moon."

"The existence of every Windsor worm is a risk. The king will never allow them to leave seeds like the demons of the past."

"Well," Dennis looked at Peranbo with relief: "If you pass by the Rose Galaxy, remember to come and see me. I will introduce my students to you. One of them is very talented." It's just that his personality is a little... too proud.

"Oh?" Peranbo showed some interest and asked, "Compared to the king?"

Dennis shook his head: "There is no comparison."

This is the truth, not an exaggeration, and it does not contain any trace of Dennis's private worship of Bai Meng.

"Even worse than you."

"Hmm?" Peranbo was puzzled. "So you said he is very talented?"

Dennis said helplessly: "Peranbo, the male insects on the Imperial Star do not represent all the male insects in the Empire, and the male insects among the nobles do not represent all the male insects in the Empire. Do you know what the average level of the male insects in the Empire is?"

"At least..." Peranbo thought for a moment: "It should be B-level, right?"

"It's a little worse than that. It's C-level."

"C-level?!" Peranbo paused for a moment in surprise: "How is that possible?!"

With the empire's male-to-female ratio of one thousand to one, doesn't that mean that one C-level male insect has to soothe a thousand female insects?

"That's the truth, Peranbo. To be more precise, it's not C-class, but C-." Dennis sighed with a complicated expression. "The empire is declining, and it's not just the female insects that are declining, the male insects are the same."

"So even the evolution and reversion after adulthood are assumed to only occur above level C."

"The sub-females are the least affected."

"Weaker in force than female insects, but not at risk of transformation into insects; lower in status than male insects, but able to win the favor of male insects."

"They are more like the lubricant of the Zerg and the provider of spiritual food for the Empire. When both the female and male Zerg go to extremes, the sub-females will become the pillars that balance them."

"As I recall, the king's current rank is still D-rank," Peranbo said in a complicated tone, "Even before he reached adulthood, he was still traveling around the empire as a female insect."

"This is what I have to admire," Dennis couldn't help but admire: "The moon has already walked the earth."

"He was covered in dust and stepped on mud, so he saw places that the upper-level bugs in the empire could not see, and he also pulled out a Lorraine Group in such a short time."

"Compared to this, my student is really too proud."

Dennis' tone changed, and he put on a malicious smile: "His level is A-level. What do you think... should I use some male insect methods to let him know that there are always better people out there?"

Perambo thought for a moment: "How old is he?"

"fifteen."

"That's easy!" Perambo picked up the knife and fork again: "Let Ava come up!"

Ava's body is still that of a thirteen-year-old, so it would be nice to let him make use of his remaining energy.

What's more, there's no way he would refuse such an interesting thing.

Just think of it as a welcome gift to future students.

Dennis' eyes lit up and he said in surprise, "Peranbo, I find that you seem to have become smarter now."

"...I have always been so smart. Besides, I am older than you, and I am the oldest among the three of us. The king said that we should respect the old and love the young."

“Okay okay (╯▽╰).”

At this moment Dennis noticed the meat on his plate: "Is this worm meat?"

Peranbo took another bite gracefully: "Hmm."

Dennis stroked his chin and said, "Looks like I have new material to tell horror stories to my students."

Peranbo rolled his eyes gracefully: "Don't worry, my recipe is normal."

“This will be the last meal.”

Say goodbye to everything in the past.