Congratulations to the lazy worm for being a father [Zerg]

The Third Military Academy implements semi-militarized management, and only allows leave on weekends, and it needs to be reported in advance.

The school bus will take students to the downtown railway station. If you don’t want to wait for the bus, you can walk for 10 minutes and take public transportation. You can also drive by yourself. The dedicated parking lot in the southeast corner can be parked with a school ID.

Sugar heard the gang of males say they were going to the dormitory in Area B, and immediately thought of Victor.

According to the custom of "trick or treating" on Halloween, there is candy in hand, but the question is, do good roommates have candy?

of course not.

Not to mention sugar, they couldn't find a bag of snacks or a bottle of drink in their dormitory, it was clean.

90.00% of the refrigerator is empty, and the remaining 5.00% is packed with box lunches, Sugar’s. Victor seldom eats in the dormitory.

Before Huge just asked casually, Victor agreed to help bring food, and he has a very good personality.

Just imagine, what would be the consequence of such a good roommate being stuck in the dormitory and unable to get candy?

Victor will be surrounded by a group of male insects that can't reach his shoulders. Out of the tolerance of the female insects to the male insects, he will probably purse his lips and frown. His gray eyes seem cold but are full of helplessness that other insects cannot detect , let the mischievous males chirp, "play their hands up and down", "do whatever they want", "play tricks at will"...

No!

Victor must be reminded, at least he can't just sit and wait in the dormitory.

Huge just clicked on the page, and a message jumped out first.

'Victor: Are you waiting for the bus? '

'Huger:? '

Sugar, who was obsessed with how to reciprocate and help his roommate out of trouble, didn't turn his mind for a while.

'Victor: Opposite. '

Sugar suddenly woke up, looked up, and saw a black motorcycle parked not far away, the body was slightly tilted, the rider was propped on the ground with one leg, his trousers were tucked into short boots, and he was wearing a standard school uniform and a black jacket. Huger looked over , raised his half-gloved hand to hook him.

With the straightening of the upper body, the body is in a straight line with the left leg that is stepping on the ground, and it looks more and more that the leg wrapped in the school uniform pants is so long that it has no friends.

Although wearing a black helmet can not see the face clearly.

Confirmed leg, is a good roommate.

Last night, Sugar told Victor that he didn’t need to bring dinner today. Victor thought that Sugar was leaving at noon, but when he finished training and was about to go home, he found that the suspected roommate was waiting for the shuttle bus at the door.

The sky was gloomy and looked like it might rain at any time. Victor hesitated for a moment and chose to stop the car. Sugar's answer was more essence. A question mark completely fixed his image in the eyes of his good roommate as "shy, cute and simple historian insect".

The gray eyes behind the windshield curved slightly where no insects could see, and patiently told Sugar that he was across the road.

Sugar: No, the bus will be here soon. '

'Victor: Aren't you going to the airport?It's going to rain and there will be traffic jams on the road. '

The Glorious Empire has five districts, which are named after numbers and distributed in the four corners, the middle is the Imperial Capital District, and the Third Military Academy is located in the third southwest district.

Sugar's home is in the Imperial Capital District, and he is not as familiar with the traffic conditions in the Third District as Victor.

Due to taking an extra class, the flight originally scheduled for the afternoon was forced to be rescheduled for the evening. In theory, taking the shuttle bus is no problem, but if it catches up with traffic jams and rainy days, it may be possible.

Sugar thought about it and decided to follow the advice of his good roommate.

"Excuse me." After confirming that there were no cars on the left and right, Sugar ran to Victor quickly. Victor shook his head to indicate that it was okay, and took out a spare helmet and handed it to Sugar.

The motorcycle was a little high for Sugar with small arms and legs, and it was difficult for him to get on it. Victor waited for him to put on his helmet, then pulled his arm and pulled the insect into the back seat.

"Sit down." His usual simple and indifferent voice sounded muffled through the helmet.

After all, Sugar is a male. He was embarrassed to get close to Victor. He twisted left and right and moved back to keep a punch away, and reached out to grab the black jacket.

Just as Victor was about to set off, he suddenly felt his clothes being caught. He was speechless for a while, sighing to himself that Sugar was stunned by studying military history, and he was not afraid of falling off.

He had to demonstrate the correct posture on the back seat of the motorcycle himself - grabbing Sugar's arm with his backhand and wrapping it around his waist.

The spare helmet hit the rider's back all of a sudden, God knows how much closer this close-to-close distance is than ballroom dancing!

There is no trace of fat on the thin waistline between the arms, which happens to be full of Huge's arms. The tight fit keeps stimulating the heart, and the temperature inside the helmet suddenly rises.

Huge's eyes were closed tightly, his face was on fire, and he wanted to lift the goggles to blow the air to cool down.

"Hold tight, don't move around." Victor found that Sugar's left hand tended to loosen, and quickly reminded him.

The motorcycle was very fast, and in a blink of an eye, it left the school area and got on the highway, passing through the vehicles stranded in traffic jams.

The Goddess of the Starry Sky seems to have heard the inner cries of the little male insect. The journey that originally took nine to ten minutes took less than an hour.

After getting out of the car, Sugar quickly took off his helmet, stuffed it into Victor's arms involuntarily, thanked him twice in a hurry, and ran away without daring to look up at him.

"Good evening, passengers of flight D1807, the plane is about to take off, please fasten your seat belts."

The pleasant notification sound woke up Sugar, and the immature face reflected in the glass window had already returned to calm.

The captain ignited the engine and taxied for takeoff.

A drop of water hit the glass, followed by two, three, crackling.

It was raining, not heavy but very dense, and the apron was wet at a speed visible to the naked eye. Thinking that Victor might be outside, Sugar couldn't help but regret letting him take him to the airport.

I don't know if my good roommate has arrived home. If I don't arrive, I'm afraid I'll get wet. I hope it won't rain too much.

The plane quickly passed through the clouds, and Sugar held on to the communicator that had no signal, lost in thought.

Before going to bed, the old prince called his grandson to the study to inquire carefully about the school situation, and learned that his grandson was not a demon, so he was relieved and encouraged him a few more words.

"Grandfather." Sugar was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something, and turned back.

"Ok?"

"Do you think mutant beasts can evolve? Even have intelligence?"

The war between the Zerg and the mutant beasts has lasted for thousands of years. In the eyes of the Zerg, the mutant beasts are just a group of powerful and brutal beasts.

The reason for the huge loss in the war two months ago was ultimately the cause of the communication breakdown. After investigating the abnormal fluctuations near the communication station, it showed that there had been a space crack there. Combined with the traces of the mutant beast’s destruction, the cause of the communication breakdown was clear at a glance.

"Why do you ask this?" the old prince asked without answering.

"It's nothing, I just find it strange." Sugar shook his head.

He always had an inexplicable feeling of strangeness in his heart. The three outposts were attacked and the communication station was destroyed. No matter the time or the place, it was too coincidental.

Before each communication station is established, the military will send special bugs to conduct strict inspections. How can it be possible to place important communication stations in areas with unstable space.

The old prince gave Sugar a strange look, as if he didn't expect his lazy grandson to care about the affairs of the military department.

"I know what you mean. The General Staff raised similar doubts, but the two sets of investigations showed that everything was normal. Professor Wald of the space crack project team concluded that the 'tide' that caused the tide of beasts affected the communication In the space around the station, a small unstable crack formed, and after a few mutant beasts ran out, it collapsed on its own."

"Is Professor Wald okay?" It's useless to think about unfounded things, Sugar turned to ask the professor.

The last time the rescue situation was critical, he needed to observe the battlefield all the time, and he didn't have time to say hello to the professor.

"The professor is fine. He has recovered after a period of time. He is preparing to return to the Imperial Capital to receive the Orb space project exchange team. It is a pity that the other two team members who have been rescued are very sorry. One is seriously injured and the other is mentally disturbed. Alas... the loss of the scientific research team It's much more serious than the outpost..."

The old prince stroked the short beard on his chin, sighed heavily, and said to Sugar: "Now you concentrate on class and don't worry about other things. The Mutant Beast Empire has been studied for hundreds of years. If there is any abnormality, you will definitely find the clue."

Shining in the southwest, crossing the Karan Mountains, you will arrive at the southern country dominated by grasslands and deserts.

The southern country is flat and not conducive to defense. Thousands of years ago, the territory occupied by mutant beasts was much more than that of the Glorious Empire and the Orb Empire. Coupled with its own lack of technological strength, it seemed to be the weakest country among the five major countries.

"You, what you said is true?" An obese middle-aged male insect stood in front of the space crack, his hands trembling slightly, and his eyes shone with a gleam of ambition.

'certainly. ' replied the deep, ethereal voice.

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Sprinkle some sugar after the plot to prepare for the next wave