Zerg Predator

Lord Cinnabar sat in front of the main console in the central control room, staring at the hologram of the planet, which showed the alien environment simulation farm being built on the Green Planet.

The compensation and living expenses Ling Lie gave him were all invested in these projects. If the Interstellar Alliance wanted to develop, it had to first solve the survival needs of various groups. There were too many hungry cubs waiting for their agricultural technology.

Bei Ji, the technical director appointed last night, walked in with a stack of documents in his hand.

Zhu Sha raised his head and looked at the technical expert he had high hopes for: "Bei Ji, are you ready?"

Beiji nodded and said confidently, "Don't worry, Commander, I am very confident. This is the result of my preliminary analysis of the climate conditions of those planets."

Lord Cinnabar took the document and flipped through it quickly, frowning slightly.

"Although the staple foods you selected are nutritious, they are difficult to process. In addition, some of them have high requirements for cultivation. Are you sure you can improve them according to the environment of each planet?"

Bei Ji nodded and said, "The genetic improvement plan has been initially formed and is still in the final stage of consideration. But we will definitely be able to produce a finished product before the simulated farm is built."

Zhu Sha looked at Bei Ji and said seriously: "This is about the food supply of billions of cubs. In addition to the time schedule, you must also ensure the production efficiency of crops."

Bei Ji was full of confidence: "General Manager, don't worry, I always put production first."

Zhu Sha nodded and smiled: "Luckily, you are here, Bei Ji. Thank you for your hard work."

After Bei Ji came out from Zhu Sha, he did not go home, but went directly to the Creative Research Center, preparing to take a few packets of seeds back for comparative analysis.

Today is a holiday, and the Innovation and Research Center is working without insects. But Beiji heard laughter coming from a laboratory building in the Innovation and Research Center, and it seemed that Rong Ke's voice was among them.

Curious, Bei Ji quietly slipped into the building. Outside the door of the laboratory on the third floor, he saw more than a dozen sub-females inside, one of whom was Rong Ke.

"It smells so good! What good things have I done to deserve the favor of the Insect God and to be bought back by the Agriculture Star?"

A female named Susu was frying radish and bean curd balls while sniffing the aroma from the pot.

"Yes, yes. We can often taste natural food. The treatment we receive here is even better than that of the sub-females on the Central Star."

"Even if there's nothing delicious to eat, I still prefer this place. The sub-females here have more free time than in the Central Star or any other big factory!"

Beiji had heard of the sub-females' "free time", which was the time the sub-females were alone in an environment without any female insects or surveillance.

During the "free time", sub-females can ignore etiquette and speak freely. However, this situation is rarely seen by female insects, and they are even less likely to care. In the eyes of female insects, sub-females are just rigid and polite machines.

Are the sub-females in "Free Time" so lively? Beiji found it interesting, hid himself better, and continued to peek.

"Rong Ke, I heard that Director Bei from the Technical Department discovered that you were eating cake yesterday?" A female member suddenly mentioned Bei Ji.

"Well, I was too panicked at the time. I didn't even maintain etiquette. Fortunately, Director Bei and the others didn't report me." Rong Ke answered while checking the automatic tofu machine in his hand, a look of shame on his face.

"I was there too. Director Bei was teasing Rong Ke on purpose. He laughed for a long time afterwards." said another female sub-sister.

"Director Bei is your master insect now, right? Didn't he take you last night?" A somewhat coquettish sub-female came up and asked.

"No, he's not interested in me." Rong Ke finally checked the machine. "It's about time. Let's see how the tofu made by this machine tastes."

"Since he is willing to tease you, how could he not be interested in you. It's you who doesn't take the initiative, right?" The charming female knocked on Rong Ke's head, feeling very disappointed with him.

"Why should I take the initiative?" Rong Ke opened the lid of the automatic tofu machine, and white mist rose up, covering his eyes.

"I was complained about last year because I didn't proactively ask the main insect whether it had any nighttime needs. I was nearly beaten to death in the disciplinary center, and it took me a long time to recover from my injuries." The charming sub-female sighed.

"Director Bei shouldn't be that kind of person..." Rong Ke speculated as he thought about Bei Ji's face.

The white smoke dissipated, and Beiji stood in front of the sub-females with a smile: "What kind of insect am I not?"

"Bei, Director Bei..."

Almost the moment the sub-females saw him, they put away the lively expressions on their faces and returned to their solemn and obedient state. They knelt on their knees together and saluted Beiji.

The sub-female dared to talk about the female insect, and she was the most valued technical director of the lord of this planet. They were all dead.

Rong Ke's face turned pale: "I'm very sorry, Master Bug. It's my fault. Please punish me."

Admit the mistake, accept the punishment, the sub-females have no right to explain, the so-called "free time" of the sub-females is just their own name and is not protected by any regulations.

"What you are making is... a tofu machine?" Bei Ji did not intend to ask. He rushed to the automatic tofu machine in surprise and asked, "Did you design it yourself?"

"Yes, it's still in the experimental stage." Rong Ke's heart was beating like a drum. This was a machine he designed because he felt that the manual tofu making process of Asian women was not efficient. The ingredients were all picked up and the energy consumption was very low.

Green Star does not strictly manage sub-females, so he often uses these small machines to improve efficiency. But according to the Empire's sub-female code of conduct, concealing any active production behavior of female insects is a crime.

"Let's see what the result is?" Beiji quickly cut off a piece. It was soft and chewy, with a fragrant bean aroma.

"Very good, no burnt smell at all. Let's fry a piece and try it. How did you do it?"

"Steam was used..." Rong Ke was pulled by Beiji to the stove that had been prepared nearby.

"What kind of energy does this machine use and what's its output?" Beiji asked Rong Ke questions while frying tofu.

Tofu is a cooking method from an ancient civilization that Chief Cinnabar discovered a few days ago. It can turn a high-yield but unpalatable yellow bean cultivated by Beiji into a delicacy that even cubs can love.

They succeeded in trial production last night, but since there are so many members in the Interstellar Alliance, it is much more difficult to promote crop planting and processing methods on a large scale.

But the machine in front of us is small in size, looks simple in structure, and has low cost and energy consumption, making it perfect for promotion in the Interstellar Alliance.

Beiji personally made a dish of brightly colored fried tofu in tomato sauce, and then unexpectedly, he put the first bite into Rongkou's mouth.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

The rich flavor of tomatoes with added sugar mixed with the soft, fragrant and tender texture of tofu filled Rong Ke's tongue. He was stunned for a moment and nodded firmly to Bei Ji.

"It's delicious." Rong Ke felt it was even better than yesterday's cake.

Beiji also put a piece into his mouth: "Mmm, delicious, even better than the one I made yesterday! Rong Ke, you are really a little genius!"

Beiji excitedly picked up Rong Ke, spun him around, and then kissed him on the cheek.

"Let's go, take the machine, take the tofu, and follow me to see the lord."

All the other sub-females had solemn expressions and quickly carried out Beiji's orders, but in between actions, they secretly and frantically exchanged looks as if they were looking forward to the show.

Let me tell you... Rong Ke should be more proactive.

The seductive female was muttering to herself.