Zerg's Spoil

"At nine o'clock in the morning on March 4521, star calendar 3, patient Song Anyang, gender: male, inspection items: limb test, mental power test..."

The soft female electronic voice sounded at nine o'clock as usual. After listening to it for more than ten days, Song Anyang has been able to recite the content proficiently. He quietly closed his eyes and waited for the next series of procedures. According to his previous experience, at least one hour, The ears will be filled with the excited and subdued admiration of the Asian females.

Song Anyang didn't like it, nor did he dislike it, he just found it boring.Fortunately, after the inspection today, he can go home.

Medicine is quite advanced in the interstellar era, as long as the bug wakes up, the follow-up recovery will be very fast.

Song Anyang boarded the levitation car under the reluctant gazes of the Asian females, smiled and waved to them with a polite smile. Information read up.

"Hey, the son of Marshal's family is really the best son I've ever met. He is gentle and personable. If I can marry him, my life will be worth it right away!"

"Tch, how much is your life worth? If you dare to think that such an excellent male will marry you, accepting you as a maid is just flattering you."

"Your words are really ugly. Do you have any good future for yourself? How dare you talk about others."

"Walking around, it's really unlucky, tall and big, not as good as a military female."

"I don't know whether Xiongzi likes petite or tall. Xiongzi has tall shoulders and broad shoulders. It must be very comfortable to be hugged by him."

"I like Xiongzi's eyes the most. They are dark and deep, as if they want to suck me in."

"Obviously the side face is the most attractive, except for Xiongzi, no one else is worthy of the words "beautiful and flawless."

"Besides, Xiongzi's waist is thin and strong. I've seen the inspection carefully just now. If you move your waist like that, I'm afraid you can't wrap your legs around your petite stature. You'd better stop arguing with us."

"You guys! If a male son wants to marry a high-ranking female who is well-matched, I have no chance, and neither do you, hmph!"

Song Anyang didn't know about the argument between the females. He quickly browsed the information on the optical brain, scrolling forward from the most recent events, and had already read it for two years.Thanks to the advancement of retro research in the past ten years, the language system of the Zerg has finally awakened the potential of the ancestors. When living in human form, the mouth is no longer full of bugs. Some idioms and ancient proverbs are also used much more smoothly. concise.

Just now, Song Anyang didn't follow the doctor's advice, and he used his brain too much. He pinched the center of his brows, closed his eyes, and slightly relieved his headache.

When the speed of the car slowed down, Song Anyang started to hide the rest of the information. Instead of getting out of the car in a hurry, he leaned on the back of the seat and watched the blue sky and white clouds outside the car window for a while.

Unexpectedly, in just a few years, the situation has deteriorated to the point of causing war.

The deterioration of the cosmic environment has been a problem for a long time, and the entire Zerg society attaches great importance to it. Some scholars once predicted that the universe will usher in a subversion in a hundred years. At that time, if the Zerg cannot find a way to survive, they may be wiped out.

When he woke up, it seemed like a hundred years had passed. The living environment of the Zerg race was on the verge of collapse, and there were fewer and fewer livable planets. The blue sky and white clouds that he was accustomed to had disappeared on many planets. Form an alliance just to fight for more planets to live with mutant creatures.

Song Anyang doesn't like wars, and this war to plunder planets will escalate sooner or later with the unsolvable problem of cosmic radiation. Only by solving the root causes can the continuation of the Zerg race be preserved. War can't solve the problem at all.

While thinking about it, the silver hover car was parked on the spacious grass, and the familiar buildings came into view. Elsie, the butler of the Marshal's Mansion, had already stood at the door with his attendants to welcome him.

"Master, you're back!" Elsie stepped forward excitedly, put her arms sideways, and helped his young master get out of the car, so that Song Anyang could borrow his strength at any time.

However, Song Anyang recovered very well, stood steadily on the flat ground, and declined Elsie's kindness.

"Uncle Elsie, don't worry I'm not that fragile."

"It's always good to be careful, the young master was also..." Elsie caught Song Anyang's gaze and stopped talking. He didn't really want to mention Song Anyang's injury, but even if everyone didn't mention it, for Song Anyang Anyang's dedication has indeed increased to 100%.

Song Anyang picked some homely topics to chat with Elsie, and the strangeness disappeared after a while, as if the blank time in the past few years was an illusion.

Only the new servant opened his eyes wide open silently. The male son of the Marshal's family is so well-behaved and sensible.

After a while, the lucky tall female was called over by the butler, "Harvey, this is our young master, you want to serve him every step of the way in the future, can you do it?!"

"Obey!" Harvey gave a military salute uncontrollably.

Song Anyang took a second look at his loud voice and was quite satisfied.He nodded and signaled to go to rest. The housekeeper watched him go upstairs, and Harvey followed him, silently guarding the bedroom door.

Said it was a rest, but Song Anyang just read the materials in another place.

The soft and skin-friendly mattress can change shape as you like, and can even provide massage. Song Anyang adjusted the information into voice mode, and closed his eyes to sort out the matter clearly.

Because he understood that he didn't have much time to waste, and that sniping wasn't over.

The timeline quickly came to the day of the incident, and the detailed description made people uncomfortable, and the indifference between the lines seemed that he was not a precious male, but an inconspicuous gravel.

"...Unfortunately, this male is seriously injured. There is only one female who is about to grow up at the scene of the crime. It is said that he is the guard of the male. In view of the female's dereliction of duty, what awaits him is the judgment of the Male Association. Amy will continue to report on the follow-up situation for you."

"This female insect is over! Tsk tsk, what a pity..."

After listening to the beginning, Song Anyang took the optical brain, turned off the voice mode, and quietly read the rest of the information.

There are not many discussions about female insects, and this group of people has determined from the bottom of their hearts that female insects who fail to protect the male insects deserve to die, regardless of whether it is the responsibility of the female insects or not.

But the key point of discussing the male worm was quietly brought into rhythm.

At first, the public was still paying attention to his injuries, but later they actively searched for those who could do it, and found half of the wind turned, and this group of people began to attack the Imperial Legion.

Song Anyang frowned, he didn't care if the males would say that, anyway, there are not many smart ones, if the females also say the same, then something is wrong.

His eyes stayed on the last line of information, and he couldn't leave for a long time.

Of course the perpetrator was found, and the public's explanation met expectations. The only loophole in the whole thing was that he survived when he should have died on the spot.As a matter of course, looking at these things from his perspective, they seemed so urgent.

Now it is only necessary to verify the Edward family according to the investigations of these years, and see if the apparent beneficiary is the ultimate beneficiary, so as to determine their plan.

Song Anyang touched his chest, the pain of the piercing and the blood on his hands were vivid in his mind, the palpitations of the rapid loss of blood were so strong that he fell into the arms of the female worm with a pale complexion, without leaving a word, Consciousness is chaotic.

To say that the first thing he has thought about these years must be this little female follower who grew up together.

However, ten days have passed, why hasn't he responded to the greeting?

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The author has something to say:

Open a new article!I hope you like it, the comments in the first three days randomly drop red envelopes~

I am interested to take a look at Su Shuang's pre-acquisition of "I became popular after wearing a double of scumbags" by passing by, Boji~

Pei Lingyu, a wealthy little bean, traveled through time, and became a double in an ancient dog-blood scumbag abuse novel, and had to be dragged back and forth with the scumbag shou [-] times before he could retire and be buried in the bottom of the sea.

Pei Lingyu: Thank you for the invitation, I'm a stickler, not an actor, so I'm quitting this scene!

Pei Lingyu rummaged through her trouser pockets to find out the hot new "salary card", planning to return it to Zha Gong.

Slag Gong Gu Qi is the famous mad dog of the wealthy Tianliang Wangpo. It is rumored that at the craziest time, ten companies were destroyed for the sake of cheapness. He once said, "Don't dream about my love or let you be Mrs. Gu, unless I become a vegetable !"

Pei Lingyu withdrew her hand: This man is too scary!I'm still waiting for the plot.

But the plot went sideways.

Pei Lingyu: Today is Xiaobai's birthday, won't you accompany Xiaobai?

Gu Qi: He has no shortage of people to celebrate his birthday. You still remember his birthday when he makes things difficult for you. Lingyu, you are so kind.

A few months later, Pei Lingyu became a new top star, and when she got home from work, she had a candlelight dinner.

Pei Lingyu: Today is Valentine's Day, won't you accompany Xiaobai?

Gu Qi: Today is our holiday, it has nothing to do with him, Lingyu, don't miss him!

That night, Pei Lingyu lay exhausted on the big bed covered with roses, and couldn't figure it out, how could he escape from the scumbag of chasing him, so he couldn't fly with his own wings?

Satisfied, Gu Qi embraced the warm and fragrant nephrite in her arms, and couldn't resist kissing again and again: ^^ My wife is so sweet

Pei Lingyu:)