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

Sticking to the label of a research-type worm, Huge's series of lazy behaviors were summed up by Victor with the word "home", and finally lived the leisurely life of the classroom and dormitory that he dreamed of.

Victor is not as casual as Sugar. He is serious by nature and rigorous in his work. Before going to bed, he will make a plan for the next day. Things are arranged in an orderly manner and strictly implemented.

As a direct beneficiary, Sugar has never worried about eating. If Victor is okay, he will return to the dormitory on time at 12:30 noon and 5:[-] p.m., with an error of no more than [-] minutes; if Victor has something to do, he will try to pack two copies and bring them back at noon Put it in the refrigerator and heat it in the microwave when Sugar is hungry, which is not inconsiderate.

Huge gently picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork tenderloin and put it in his mouth. The sweet and sour taste filled his mouth. The fried crispy outer skin made a crisp sound when he bit into it. There was a "click" sound. It was tender and smooth tenderloin.

He couldn't help showing an expression of satisfaction and enjoyment, his flickering black eyes were brighter than the starry sky.

The box lunch is delicious not because of the sudden change of chef in the cafeteria, but because of Victor.

Although the two worms live under the same roof, Victor is often not in the dormitory, and there are few opportunities for communication. However, he still uses the limited time to give Sugar a box lunch each time to figure out his preference through observation.

Which dish to eat first, which taste will be chewed more times, etc., mastered ba in a short time.

It’s no loss that he is a super-insect idol in the college, with a strong comprehensive ability, meticulous observation, and excellent nutritional knowledge. Take the box lunch in front of him as an example, with a balanced mix of meat and vegetables, soy products, miscellaneous grains, and military nutrition. The same goes for the food.

While admiring, Sugar filled his stomach with multigrain rice.

Even if he doesn't pursue his appetite, it is always a pleasant thing to eat meals that suit his appetite every day. In comparison, "Higher Probability Theory" is simply unappetizing, and Noah and his good roommates do not have it at all. comparability.

How would Noah feel if he knew that the highly sought-after "Advanced Probability Theory" was not as attractive to Sugar as a sweet and sour pork tenderloin.

Southland——

The four garrison teams that had been on duty in turn all arrived today, led by the captain to alternately patrol the corridors. Except for the ministers called by the king, the rest, including the servants, were not allowed to approach the conference room.

The unnamed minister smelled an unusual smell from it, as if something big was about to happen.

"Stitch, tell everyone about your discovery." On the main seat, the king had white beard and hair, a crown on his head, and pure gold accessories inlaid with precious stones on his neck and wrists, making a tinkling sound when he raised his arms.

"Yes." A male stood up in the fourth seat from the lower left. The complicated pattern on the badge on his chest indicated that he was an earl.

The obese body made the wheat-colored skin that is common in southern countries look very greasy, and moved to the side of the conference table like a ball. The worm on the other side received the king's eye signal, pulled the rope to lower the white curtain, and Stitch took off the necklace. Fingers pinch the end of the pendant and fork into the projector.

In the meeting room, the lights gradually dimmed, and various complex and difficult formulas and grid-like cone diagrams were displayed on the curtain in turn, making everyone present at a loss.

"Three months ago, the project team I was in charge of detected abnormal fluctuations in the Karan Mountains, and found a space crack here through quadruple calculation restoration and analysis." As he said, Stitch drew a space crack on the map with an infrared pen. circle, and continued, "This space crack is larger and more stable than ordinary cracks, but no mutant beasts have come out of it. Our researchers believe that it may be related to the unknown fluctuations that the cracks continue to emit, so we carried out a series of targeted Monitoring, eventually found this."

The projection screen was fixed on a vertically extending space crack map, and Stitch played a few times to play the recording that shocked all the bugs.

'Blue Star Zerg, hello...'

'Who are you? '

'I am... please believe I mean no harm. '

'Sorry, but I won't trust a bastard who hides his head and shows his tail. '

'It's a pity, I yearn for peace and come here with the intention of friendship and mutual assistance. '

After the first segment of audio was played, Stitch clicked on the second segment.

'It's hard for us to believe you when you say you want peace and kindness and never show your face. '

'I have a last resort...this is, my sincerity...'

'You, what you said is true? '

'certainly. '

As the ethereal and deep voice disappeared, the two recordings were played, and the conference room fell into a deathly silence. The officials' eyes were firmly fixed on the curtain, and heavy breathing remained.

After a long time, the gray-haired general of the military department took the lead in expressing his opinion: "The dialogue across space, the arrangement of fate, Your Majesty, I think this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

There were worms at the beginning, echoes sounded one after another, and the wrinkled old duke even shed tears and kept drawing the sign of the cross on his chest: "There is no way to end the worm, Goddess of the Starry Sky, the time has finally come for the Southern Kingdom to restore its glory. "

"Your Majesty, I don't think you should listen to it blindly. Who can guarantee that this is not a trap?" Where there is approval, there is opposition. It's a pity that the conservatives who held opposing views underestimated the king's ambition to regain his glory.

The king raised his hand to stop the ministers' discussion, held the scepter in his hand, and slowly got up: "The Baron's words are reasonable, we should not blindly listen to them, but we should not be afraid, looking at the entire universe, the Zerg is just a tiny invisible speck Dust, there are too many unknowns we have to face, if we are timid every time and make no progress, we will fall further and further behind.”

"The Blue Star Alliance sounds good. Which one is the real ally who can deliver the back? No, not a single one. Mutant beasts are our mortal enemies, and the rest of the nations are also enemies! Being behind means destruction, so we must seize everything Opportunity to strengthen yourself."

After saying that, the king's scepter fell heavily on the ground, and knocked into the minister's heart with a "boom".

"I announce that the three space crack project teams will be formally merged, and Earl Stitch will be in charge. First, verify the credibility of the data, and then devote all our efforts. We must develop a space stabilization device before other countries."

The king is not an old duke who dozes off at every meeting. Rather than being favored by the goddess, he prefers to believe that the unknown behind the cracks said the same thing to all countries. Come out on top.

Rumors come in waves, with ups and downs.

"The number one bastard in the Department of Mathematics" didn't put a picture on the wall, didn't name the class, and sleeping in class was too common. Almost drowned in the heated discussion of Rocko's concert.

I lived a comfortable and leisurely life like this. In the blink of an eye, it came to the end of November. When all the military history students were holding the materials and forgetting to eat and sleep, trying to dig deeper into the argument, they entered the Academy of Military History with a paper that shocked the history circle. Huge still only had two words in his mind: salted fish.

C University is the number one opponent of the Glory Empire. It is a comprehensive university in the Orb Empire that is famous for its mathematics department. The two sides hold an exchange meeting every two years to discuss cutting-edge theories in the form of lectures. This year it is the turn of Professor C Xilin to visit Third Military Academy.

"Hey."

The ignorant voice woke Sugar up. He rested his arms on his pillow and lifted his eyelids lazily. A male insect with dark green short hair and some curly hair was lying between Sugar and the window, blocking all the sunlight and creating a large shadow Casting his arms around Sugar, his brown eyes were narrowed, and his gaze was very unfriendly.

Thomson, a high-achieving student majoring in Applied Mathematics, was admitted to "Advanced Probability Theory" with No.

Sugar's evaluation of him is: the heart is directly proportional to the IQ, and the emotional quotient is insane.

Otherwise why wake yourself up and not talk?

The two worms looked at each other for a long time, and Sugar's crooked neck was hurting. Just as he was about to sleep again, Thomson said, "Don't sleep."

The eyes met again within less than a second of separation, and then there was no more. Sugar was puzzled, while Thomson stared at Sugar with his big watery eyes, meaning: I understand.

Sugar: I know what!

Thomson thought he had made it very clear, but the bastard in front of him was so stupid that he didn't understand his meaning at all.

Immediately snorted coldly, and said in an almost arrogant tone: "Professor Xilin is Bluestar's leading mathematician. Even if you can't understand it based on your aptitude, at least show enough respect. After all, Professor Xilin's achievements will never be equaled in your lifetime."

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The author has something to say:

Why is it only on the 8th, the wonderful holiday has passed too quickly