After passing through the book, I snatched the female villain

Pein casually threw away the relics left by the Insect Emperor.

No matter how precious the star coins are, they are essentially just items used for exchange. What's more, this star coin was collected by the Insect Emperor, and Pein looked down upon it.

He threw it directly to the poor beggar on the roadside.

The attendant next to him was still saying something to him, but Pein had no intention of listening.

On the day of the Insect Emperor's funeral, the Second Army was attacked. As the commander of the army, Norvell learned the news but did nothing. Instead of doing anything, he went straight into his room when he returned, and stayed behind closed doors for the next few days.

This move undoubtedly stepped on Bain's minefield.

Among the four legion commanders, Norwell has the most special race and is the most lazy, but at the critical moment he at least knows how to formulate a strategy.

Now he has finally put away his previous frivolous demeanor, but his actions are getting more and more outrageous.

Pein had just ascended the throne, and he had specifically asked Norvell to ask questions. Norvell was standing below, and he kept his eyes blank and remained silent regardless of what Pein asked him.

Pein couldn't help but frown fiercely when he thought of Nowell. He hated pretending to be a dead insect in front of him the most.

"When will the election of the Snow Clan start?" Pein suddenly interrupted the conversation of the attendant next to him. His white hair was neatly combed behind him, and the arrogance in his golden eyes was silently hidden.

The female insect who was waiting behind him was stunned. He carefully recalled the previous events and said with his hands on his shoulders: "Your Majesty, the general election of the Snow Clan is held every four years. This time the general election will be held at the end of November this year. It usually lasts a week.”

The Snow Clan is located in the far north. Whether it is the harsh environment or the local Snow Clan insects, they are very repulsive to the arrival of foreign insects.

But there are countless male and female insects in Mullister who yearn for it. It was a place favored by the insect god, and there were countless powers and secrets hidden there that they didn't know about.

Not to mention the Snow Clan's manipulation of the wind and snow. Every winter, the Snow Clan insects will complete a new round of transformation. If you are lucky enough to witness the transformation process of Snow Clan insects, they will also gain some ability to withstand the cold.

However, the Snow Clan is extremely disgusted by the arrival of foreigners. Foreigners are not allowed to enter the Snow Clan's territory. This is a rule set in ancient times.

They followed the orders of their leaders and built thousands of meters of barriers to resist foreign invasion.

These barriers, which have been deposited for countless years, block the way for foreign insects to enter the Snow Clan, and also cut off the Snow Clan's connection with the outside world.

Only the best military females of the Snow Tribe can leave this place, but no foreign tribe has the ability to enter the Snow Tribe.

Except for general elections every four years.

The Snow Clan seeks breakthroughs and innovations in the interstellar world. At the end of November every four years, they will open the barrier that has been blocking the outside, allowing high-level alien insects to enter.

They will pass a competition to select the ten most capable insects. If foreign insects are among them, they have the right to stay in the Snow Clan and gain the ability to enter and exit the Snow Clan freely.

But since the beginning of the election, no alien insect's name has ever appeared among these ten.

The Snow Clan insects participating in the competition are all high-level female insects, and in winter, their strength will double.

Foreign insects cannot withstand the erosion of wind and snow, and their physical fitness is much lower than that of snow insects. In this case, facing an opponent with soaring mental power, their probability of winning is extremely slim.

This election seems to be pursuing tolerance and integration, but in fact it seems to be a satire and humiliation of foreigners.

In recent years, although Mullister's enthusiasm for the Snow Tribe has gradually faded away. But every time the Snow Tribe holds an election, there will still be countless males and females rushing forward.

Bain has no interest in these white-eyed monsters.

The Snow Clan's tribe is too far away and has its own royal hierarchy. Although they are under the rule of Mullister, they have never bowed to the late emperor.

When the old Insect Emperor was in power, he fought countless times with the Snow Clan overtly and secretly, but he was never able to pry open the Snow Clan's door. Pein would not waste time fighting these monsters now.

He just suddenly became interested in this election.

The top ten in the general election will all be assigned to various high positions in the Snow Clan, and almost all of them will become commanders of the army.

And the top three... will have the opportunity to challenge the current legion commander.

Norvell had been hanging around in Mullister before. In the last general election, the Snow Clan insects that came to challenge him directly hit a record high. Unexpectedly, Norvell, a slacker, actually fought back all of them.

Maybe Norvell is really capable.

When Pein thought about this, he suddenly felt much better.

He doesn't need to deal with Nowell, there will be a bug to deal with him for him.

If Norvell is able to hold his position, then Paine will tolerate him a little bit; if he can't, then let him pack up and get out.

There was another stabbing pain in Pein's head, the expression in his golden eyes changed, and he suddenly stopped.

The guard following him stopped when he saw this. When he saw Pein turning his gaze to the street next to him, he couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

There was an inexplicable strong meaning in Pein's voice, and he said: "Go...go pick up my star coins."

The guard was stunned. Pein's attitude changed so quickly that he didn't even understand what he meant. But the emperor's thoughts were always difficult to guess, so he immediately bowed and accepted the order.

He trotted back to the alley he passed before. The dark alley was narrow and cramped, and there was nothing else in sight except the piles of garbage.

Including the beggar lying in the alley before, there is no trace.

Xie Qingyan lay in the hotel for three or four days.

Sancia's heart was severely damaged, and she has been muttering something to herself these past few days.

Xie Qingyan didn't like to eavesdrop on other people's privacy, and Sancia's voice was low, so Xie Qingyan could just ignore him most of the time.

He turned his attention to Siena.

Xiena has not been idle these days. He went out to collect information during the day and inquired about Eller's whereabouts. He came back at night to continue studying the route back to the Snow Clan.

Xie Qingyan sat on the edge of the bed, propped up his chin and looked at Siena.

Siena's purple eyes were lowered, and she was drawing some marks on the paper with a pen. The light cast a light golden edge on his face, softening his face that always looked gloomy in the past.

Sienna was very dishonest most of the time, and Xie Qingyan never saw him quiet for more than a few minutes.

But now something is unexpected.

Xie Qingyan rubbed the sheets under his hands, slid his head a few times, and then covered his face with the quilt.

Xiena was worthy of being the commander of an army, and his courage in commanding the second army was displayed silently.

Xie Qingyan didn't want to disturb his work, so he put on his headphones and listened to music.

He was a singer and actor on Earth. Now that he can't be an actor, he might as well try singing.

He planned to listen to two pieces of Zerg music to get a feel for it.