The Zerg Robot King

The moth tribe leader smiled sinisterly and said, "If you have any opinions, you can raise them."

"No, no." Bai Ehan quickly shook his head.

"This is for you." The moth tribe leader threw a tube of dark green potion into his arms.

"Remember to continue training tomorrow."

Bai Ehan looked at the medicine in his arms and couldn't help feeling scared.

This is a special strengthening potion that can improve a person's physical fitness and combat effectiveness in a short period of time. The effect lasts longer than ordinary potions and it does not have too many side effects. It is a very precious potion and generally only people of high status can afford it.

However, my body will feel extremely painful during use. Every time I use it, it feels like my body is being torn apart bit by bit and pricked by needles. The large tube that the patriarch gave me today can almost last a whole day.

And my injury will definitely not be fully healed by tomorrow. When I think about being injected with a tube every day for training, I feel like dying.

Bai Ehan tried very hard to control his body from shaking, but the chief of the moth tribe still saw through it and was very dissatisfied: "Look at how pathetic you are. Others want this potion but can't get it, and it's like harming you if I give it to you."

"Look at the red lightning ants. They have to work harder to beat them. Don't you understand this?"

"No, Chief, I haven't recovered yet. Can I..." Bai Ehan wanted to fight for it, but the chief glared at him and he spoke more and more quietly.

"What?" The moth tribe leader looked dangerously: "You want to double it?"

"No, it's not." Bai Mo was chilled and determined to resist today: "I will definitely work hard."

Woo woo woo.

Bai Ehan was crying violently in his heart.

The moth tribe leader's expression improved a little: "I'm not forcing you, but you are the hope of our moth tribe, you must not fall behind."

"Okay, go back and rest." The moth tribe leader rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

"Uh-huh."

Bai Ehan had been kneeling for a long time. He suddenly stood up feeling a little dizzy and walked out with unsteady steps.

The chief of the moth tribe showed a look of some heartache after Bai Ehan turned around, but it was quickly replaced by fierceness.

"Why are you still here?" Bai Ehan saw the deputy general was still waiting for him as soon as he returned.

The deputy general saw that Bai Ehan's steps were a little unsteady, so he hurried forward to support him: "General, are you okay?"

"It's okay. The clan leader didn't make things difficult for me this time."

At this time, the deputy general saw the potion in Bai Ehan's hand: "General, the clan leader has..."

"Ah."

"It's okay. It's all for the Moth Clan."

"But your body..."

Bai Ehan was silent for a while, responded with a few words and sent him away.

The deputy general felt very distressed, but there was nothing he could do. He could only walk away, looking back every few steps.

Now Bai Ehan is the only one left in the room.

"How does this city of insects manage to be both harmonious and eerie?"

"You must be imagining things." The purple dragon beast quietly lay under the Beetle Tribe's transport vehicle and successfully entered the Myriad Insects City. While listening to the Beetle Tribe soldiers' conversation, he observed the environment outside.

"I think it's OK, but the leader of this city is a bit stingy. The lights he installed are not very bright and need to be replaced."

Is this a problem with the lights? Yanyan was a little speechless. Why do these guys like such a gloomy decoration style? Is it that the aesthetic taste of powerful people is different from that of normal people?

Just as he was thinking about it, the Beetle transport troops had arrived and began to prepare to dismantle the supplies. The Purple Dragon Beast sneaked out while they were getting the carts.

Purple Dragon Beast stood by the road, looking at the flickering lights in silence for a while, and his eyes suddenly became serious: "Yanyan."

Hearing the solemn voice of Zilongmon, Yanyan was also infected and immediately asked seriously: "What's wrong?"

"Do you know the way?"

"..."

Yanyan was a little bit unbelievable: "Are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious. This is my first time here and I don't know the way."

"What if I get caught while wandering around the city?" Purple Dragon Beast said seriously: "I am now carrying the hope of the dragon clan."

"Is that a big deal? Can't you just ask someone for directions?"

"Wouldn't that expose it?"

"You should disguise yourself. It's a required course for gathering intelligence, and you don't even know how to do this?"

"That's not the case. The main reason is that I don't know which Zerg species to disguise myself as, and my body shape doesn't quite resemble theirs."

Yanyan said confidently: "What's the big deal? I'll help you."

Purple Dragon Beast couldn't believe it and was a little suspicious: "You're not going to trick me, are you?"

Yanyan wanted to bang the purple dragon beast on the head twice: "Bullshit, if I were to trick you, you would have died a long time ago, don't worry."

"Give me control of your body. I'll fold your wings and attach them to my body..."

After a period of tossing and turning, a fresh Zerg was born.

"What shape is this?"

Purple Dragon Beast looked at its tail hidden around its waist, its wings folded close to its body, and two long antennae on its head. It really couldn't remember what kind of insect this was.

Yanyan looked at the purple dragon beast and held back her laughter: "Remember, you are a fat moth."

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"Are you sure?" Shiramon turned around and said, "I don't think they are blind."

Although Shilongmon's figure is relatively slender compared to ordinary robots, the Moth Clan's robots are even thinner, making Shilongmon look very fat.

"Alas, your body type is best suited for camouflage in the Moth Tribe."

"Ants and spiders don't have wings, beetles have elytra, which are hard to camouflage, so the only ones left are moths."

"Besides, you're cute now that you're chubby."

"My enemies won't let me go just because I'm cute."

Shiramon couldn't bear to look at his ugly appearance: "Besides, I think their aesthetic standards should be normal."

No matter how unwilling the Purple Dragon Beast was, this appearance was always less noticeable than its original appearance, so it had no choice but to maintain its current appearance and try its best to avoid the patrolling Zerg soldiers as soon as possible.

After a night of investigation, Zilongmon roughly understood that the Insect Maze City was roughly divided into four areas.

The four areas are not evenly distributed. There are more trees on the south side, and there is always some fog floating in the air. It is the territory of the beetle tribe, with the largest area. The north side is a mountainous area covered with rocks. It is the territory of the ant tribe, with the second largest area. There are many spider-web-like buildings on the east side. It is the territory of the spider tribe, which is smaller than the ant tribe. The west side is a plain wilderness with many mechanical flowers blooming in it. It is the territory of the moth tribe that they are pretending to be, with the smallest area.

At the center of the Insect Maze City is a magnificent building, where the chief and the four clan leaders discuss important matters.

The purple dragon beast hid in a high rock at the junction of the ant tribe and the moth tribe, and sighed: "You know what, the living environment you gave me for the moth tribe is actually the best."

"It's not that they are the best, it's just that each race has different adaptability," Yanyan was a little surprised: "But I remember that in ancient times, the moth tribe's territory was not so small."