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"Mengyi, you're wearing your holographic helmet upside down." Song Xingcheng quietly poked Su Tang's arm, which was resting on the table, and reminded her in a low voice.

His eyes, hidden behind thick lenses, were exceptionally bright, and seemed to contain a kind of admiration that was difficult to express.

In order to prevent Su Tang's identity from being disclosed, they agreed early on to call each other by her name in private, and to call her Meng Yi when there were outsiders around.

Song Xingcheng asked curiously, "Why is it called Mengyi?"

In just ten minutes on the road, Su Tang used the word "fierce attack" as the central argument, and spoke eloquently and knowledgeably, from poetry and songs, love and romance to the philosophy of insect sounds.

It perfectly explained the origin of the two words "meng" and "yi", and successfully sublimated Song Xingcheng's three views, making him utter "wow" and "oh" and other incomprehensible but appreciative exclamations.

If nothing else, this is probably the elegant charm of language.

Su Tang felt that everything in front of him was dark at the moment: ...something covered his eyes and he forgot to open them.

Oh, it's a holographic helmet, that's fine.

Su Tang, who was full of thoughts, took off the holographic helmet very obediently, turned the angle and put it back on.

"Meng Yi, wrong again."

Although Song Xingcheng's voice was not much louder than the hum of a mosquito, there were only two heroes in the huge training ground. Needless to say, they were the center of attention. The slightest movement would attract attention, not to mention that Mengyi was now a famous insect in the Seventh Legion.

Now the whole training room knows that Su Tang is absent-minded.

"Mr. Mengyi, are you feeling unwell? Would you like to take a leave to rest?"

"Yes, everyone knows Mr. Meng Yi's intentions. Don't push yourself too hard. Your health is important."

Su Tang, with one eye bright and the other dark, blinked blankly, his head filled with the beautiful face of his beloved wife, which was tinged with a faint blush.

This morning was wonderful. The only regret was that he didn't knock on the bathroom door in the end, nor did he figure out whether the things released into the body could be directly absorbed.

According to the information contributed by Wen Jinshu, in addition to the glands, the pheromone concentration contained in the androecium/ye is purer than what the female insect perceives through her sense of smell.

The higher the matching degree, the more intimate, and the longer the retention, the more beneficial it is to help the female insect reduce the mental disorder value, reduce the chance of mental violence and pain value, and at the same time promote the growth of the female insect's mental power.

It can be said to serve multiple purposes.

So last night, Su Tang spoke righteously and with a scientific and rigorous attitude, he took his beloved wife to have several in-depth discussions with blushing faces and a beating heart.

I don’t know the result, but it’s true that I feel shy when kissing my wife.

"Meng Yi, Your Excellency."

"Mr. Meng, are you okay?"

Su Tang, who had just come to her senses, replied very smoothly, "If you have nothing to do, just eat Liuliumei."

"What is Yo-Yo-Mer?"

"I don't know. I only know about bayberry. When it's ripe, the mountains are full of bayberry trees. They are high in protein, have lots of insects, and are very sweet."

? ?

Is there any necessary connection between the two?

He understood every word they said, but when they were put together, he seemed to not understand them.

Amid the noisy concern, he caught the key point of the sentence - physical discomfort.

Su Tang, who only cared about three and a half out of ten sentences and the other three were off track, subconsciously wanted to refute, what was wrong with him!

Don’t talk nonsense in broad daylight!

How can he prove it?

The angry and shy look of his beloved wife emerged in his mind. Su Tang's ears turned red as she almost lost her soul. Fortunately, the holographic helmet blocked it.

Su Tang's silence made them more certain of their guess.

After General Bai Xu and his men arrived yesterday, they began to clear the area. Although I didn't see it to the end, everything Meng Yixiongzi did was very laborious.

It's easy to imagine how difficult it would be for Lord Mengyi, whose mental power level is A, to calm down Rachel, whose mental power level is S+.

Word spread quickly from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. In just one night, the entire Seventh Legion knew about his presence or absence.

He obviously didn't have to be so kind. They were crying their hearts out.

Unconsciously, Su Tang's image became taller again. With a virtual height of 1.87 meters, she gave off an aura of 8.7 meters in the eyes of these female soldiers.

[Beep, congratulations to host Su Tang for achieving the respect of 200,000 insects for the first time. Main quest one, becoming an excellent male has passed halfway. ]

Su Tang:? ? There is such a good thing?

The system's task reminder reminded Su Tang of something extremely important. This morning, he had not received any reminder from the system about the improvement of his gene fusion degree.

The last time it was clearly still 0.25%.

After using up all the energy in the night, I don't even have this much left!!!

Although his affection for his wife has nothing to do with the value increase, a mosquito, no matter how small, is still meat.

The dense feather fan fluttered gently, and the layers of light and shadows shattered the deep thoughts in Su Tang's eyes.

"I haven't seen you for a night and you look tired and thin."

"It must be because I consumed too much energy yesterday."

Su Tang, who listened to it, said:!!!

I didn't, he was spreading rumors, stop talking nonsense.

"Yes, physical problems are all serious matters. Meng Yige can't take it lightly. Should we go see Doctor Wen again?"

Su Tang didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the fatherly concern, but he couldn't explain it.

Salamander and Qu Ziyi, who knew the truth, had already lowered their heads, and their trembling shoulders revealed their uncontrollable emotions.

The only person who made Su Tang feel somewhat relieved was Song Xingcheng.

Song Xingcheng neither showed any worry nor tried to hold back his laughter like Salamander and the others.

The next second, "Mengyi, do you need nutrients?", he expressed his concern with direct actions.

Su Tang: ...Destroy it.

"Mr. Mengyi, you probably won't be able to meet Doctor Wen if you go to the infirmary now. He received a notice from his superiors early in the morning and didn't even have time to eat breakfast. He seems to be in a hurry."

Wen Jinshu's temporary roommate and old comrade-in-arms explained the situation truthfully, but he selectively omitted the abusive remarks.

After all, the curse is very dirty.

The war was urgent, so it was normal to be busy. Su Tang tapped the table unconsciously with his fingers. He didn't know why, but he always felt that things were not that simple.

Su Tang rejected their concern. After this interruption, most of the unspeakable beautiful thoughts in her head dissipated.

I don’t know if he wanted to prove that there was nothing wrong with his body, but Su Tang’s attack today was particularly fierce.

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At the same time, in the conference room.

Wen Jinshu, who was being worried about, sneezed suddenly. No one knew what had happened to Da Bingkuai, as he had to use the communication to send a series of life-threatening messages to wake him up early in the morning.

When he hurried to the meeting room, he found out that there was still an hour before the meeting officially started.

Moreover, he has always been too lazy to participate in this kind of empty academic exchange in the name of a better future for the Zerg. What on earth did Big Ice Cube suddenly go crazy with to arrange such a task for him?

Was it because he wasn’t fast enough in sending the message last night, or his movements in sending the message weren’t cool enough?

Or is he, like Rachel, suffering from a mental disorder again?

"Doctor Wen, what do you think?"

Wen Jinshu silently closed his mouth as he was about to yawn. He raised his hand and touched the dark circles under his eyes that diminished his unparalleled good looks. His height of more than 1.9 meters gave rise to a resentment of more than 9 meters.

He doesn't want to watch, he wants to close his eyes and have a good sleep!!!