Zerg's Serving Guidelines

his name is alek

Wings have always been the weapon of the Zerg in battle.Alek had learned this knowledge point when he was a child. As a child of the butterfly species, he clearly knew that most of the wings of male insects had degenerated to the point where they could not take off.

But now, the oncoming wind poured into his mouth, making him unable to speak at all.Alek even turned his head flawlessly, clasped the handle of the wheelchair with both hands, and heard the friction sound of the tires and the ground. Amidst the riotous "tearing" sound, Alek saw a cluster of sparks bursting out. Wen Jiuyi precisely crushed him under his feet.

"Up," said his new boss.

Alek looked at the aircraft docked at the port dully, his mind was in a mess for a while.He watched a military female come down from the top, and he climbed up as if he lost his soul, stuck the key on the sensor, passed the verification, and turned on the engine.

"Alek!" cried the curator, weeping bitterly, and suddenly shouted, "You can't go—you can't go, come down quickly."

Wen Jiu glanced at the emaciated old female, but said nothing.

Alek pulled up the lifter heavily.

At this moment, he could only hear the turbine rotating evenly on all sides, making constant noise.And the family named after the gods of the outer domain gradually became a small point, getting smaller and smaller, and even became incompatible with the whole earth.

"What are you thinking?" Wen Jiuyi asked, "I'll add your communication number and send you your coordinates."

Alek was embarrassed.

He was a little shy, and under the gaze of Junxiong, he said timidly: "I don't have a communicator."

"Are you afraid of me?" Wen Jiuyi sat back in the passenger seat, and within 10 minutes he contacted the nearest base and rented an aircraft.He originally planned that after receiving Alek, he would immediately assign the most important part of his interpersonal and social work to the servants, and ask him to write letters to the people corresponding to the classification and help him arrange the schedule.

But it never occurred to him that Alek didn't have a communicator.

"In the future, if you have work needs, just ask me directly." Wen Jiuyi untied his communicator and placed it in front of Alek. "I set the destination, and you follow the navigation. Return it to me when you get there." .”

Alek looked at the communicator a little speechless.

He really wanted to say that a male should protect his own communicator, in which there will be a male’s private social interaction, his important identity credentials, and possibly related confidential work—oh, Wen Jiuyi is a military hero .

Alek didn't turn his head around for a short time, and he replied with his mouth: "Okay, Your Excellency." He thought to himself: Then it's okay, after all, there is a high probability that he himself can't beat Junxiong.

"When you get there, don't call me Your Excellency." Wen Jiuyi searched the aircraft for a while and found the paid nutrient solution. While feeding himself, he told him, "Call me Minister Huang Moth."

King Moth?

Alek heard the surname for the first time.At this time, he thought it was a surname.

"Is your name King Moth?"

Wen Jiuyi closed his eyes, "You ask too many questions."

Alek didn't dare to say another word, he held the control panel tightly, concentrated on recalling the aircraft knowledge he had learned, and tried his best not to have any problems during the flight.

From the moment Wen Jiuyi appeared in front of him to the two of them alone in the room, in just 30 minutes, Alek had a rough impression of his new boss:

Cold busy man.

After a while, Alek felt that Junxiong's breathing became calmer, and he sounded like he had fallen into a light sleep.He adjusted the aircraft to autopilot and the communicator to mute, and then quietly turned his head to peek at the appearance of the male insect and the bustling stars outside the window.

This gave Alek a sense of joy in escape.

The nebula and pitch black, which are nothing new to others, become the most soul-stirring existence of this female at this moment.

So he rummaged under the seat of the aircraft for a while, and slowly covered the male with the life-saving blanket as a water blanket, grateful in his heart: mine is better for him.

One dialog box after another keeps popping up on Wen Jiuyi's communicator.

During the long journey, Alek had to eliminate these dialog boxes one by one with his hands free, so as to ensure that the aircraft's system could accurately receive the live navigation.

When they arrived at a brand new port, Wen Jiuyi's news had already filled his entire communicator.Alek didn't check these messages, and he didn't know what the messages were. He just watched the males wake up naturally, patted the ashes on his clothes, took out wet wipes and lozenges from his pockets for washing, and tidied up a little. appearance.

"Is there any news coming in?"

"There are a lot." Alek replied honestly, "I don't know if I should wake you up."

Wen Jiuyi put back the communicator, and said simply: "Just sending a message shows that the problem is not serious enough." For a while, he was answering the phone every day, rushing to the meeting, answering the phone, and rushing to the meeting. A good minister was stunned. Wen Jiuyi made him look like a firefighter.

"You'll get used to it later."

"Ok."

"After entering, don't walk around."

"Ok."

"Don't look around, remember to only look at me."

"Ok."

Wen Jiuyi pushed open the door of the aircraft, and complimented coldly, "Very good. After entering, keep it like this."

The sunlight pierced in like needles, and the surrounding crowd naturally gathered together, as if Wen Jiuyi was a floor drain in the bathroom, and everyone always had a lot of things that he needed to do.

"Minister Huang Mo, you are here." The three leaders stepped forward, smiling and bowing, "There are several problems that we can't solve except you."

Alek glanced at it, and it was obvious that the people who came to find Wen Jiuyi were divided into three groups.Those in light blue lab coats occupied one group, those in red military uniforms occupied another group, and those in black combat uniforms occupied another group.

And represented three related organizations: researchers related to the Zerg gene pool, representatives of the local legion stationed, and the government inspection office.

At first glance, everyone came, except Wen Jiuyi's own people.

The people on the three sides of them are full of enthusiasm and smiles. The young females are clustered in front of Wen Jiuyi. Regardless of whether they have other thoughts, at least everyone looks at the badge on Wen Jiuyi's chest representing the position of the minister, and sheds greedily. saliva.

"I heard that you are looking for a suitable servant recently. Oh, what a coincidence." The female in the red military uniform said, "The people in our military department must be the most familiar. Come on, I heard that you are going to apply for the front line, call A few masters, let me charge you first... Hey, don't refuse. Minister Huang Mo, your laboratory is here, don't you want to come here often?"

The blue lab coats on the other side are all rolling their eyes.They interrupted: "Clumsy, Minister Huang Mo wants a careful and considerate one. Minister, you see that this laboratory is far away from the company. I think you need to have an orderly who looks after the laboratory." He stopped and looked at the laboratory. The crowd called out two names, and Alek looked at the two rosy-faced females, and suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

The blue lab coat continued: "Gene Bank has been cooperating with you for a long time. You can see when you can go to our place for a physical examination... We are not in a hurry... There is indeed a need for this... Of course, we still follow the The minister will arrange it according to your time. These two young men are fast-footed, careful and bold, and they are suitable for everything."

In contrast, the Supervision Office is concise and to the point.They also introduced their own candidates, saying: "Absolutely neutral, don't worry."

Wen Jiuyi got used to it.

He thinks that he is still too kind-hearted and humble, and sometimes he is ignored by others because of his appearance.

"Alek." Wen Jiu dragged his new servant over and introduced it to the representatives, "Let me introduce my new servant."

Alek wasn't used to it yet.

To show that he was well educated, he saluted each representative.But he forgot that it was inappropriate for him to salute anyone with this face.

The person from the Supervision Office took out his ID, "Alecidya! I order you now, put your head in your hands, squat down, and give up resistance."

The legion is more straightforward, copying guys directly.

The people in the gene pool were stunned and wanted to leave.

"Alecidya, you still dare to appear here!" The head of the legion gritted his teeth, "If you don't reflect on yourself in prison, you still dare to escape from prison!!"

Alek argued: "No...I'm not..." His body gradually stiffened, his teeth chattered up and down, and everyone's hideous faces brought him back to the night after his brother's treason many years ago.

"Alecidya! Why don't you die!"

Someone was holding a torch, someone was holding a gun, someone was running madly in the yard, banging on his door until it crackled.

"Why do you still have the face to appear here?!"

Someone dragged him out of the house, someone tied him to a post, someone raised a stick aloft—

"Alecidya!"

Afterwards, the family cut his clothes, and the family gave him emergency treatment, and the family took him from the military camp where he served to the hospital, and put a lock on the door.

"Does he know how many people he killed and betrayed the Vimea front! It shamed the whole family! I only know now that Alai is an out-and-out executioner."

"Don't be silly, that's Alek."

"Feel sorry."

"But you still can't curse like that in front of Alek, after all, he is his brother."

"Ah."

Alek couldn't help but backed away. He wanted to escape to the aircraft for a moment, and wanted to escape back to the closed and gloomy home.But when he did step back, a hand rested on his aching spine.

That hand was warm, with undeniable firmness and strength, firmly supporting Alek's spine.

"He is Alek." Wen Jiuyi said solemnly to everyone, "I repeat. His name is Alek."

"He's excellent."

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!