Zerg: I ​​am the real white moonlight in the Zerg

The twelve Zerg galaxies resemble a crescent moon as a whole.

Extending to both sides from the Emperor Star in the center, the Depra Galaxy is the closest to the Emperor Star, and the Fire Cloud Galaxy and the Night Owl Galaxy are the farthest from the Emperor Star.

The Night Owl Galaxy is also the former site of the Third Legion.

The honor of naming a galaxy after a legion is unique.

In a makeshift command post, Paten was looking through the information sent by the Fifth Legion.

"Admiral," Herod knocked on the door and walked in, "Elvira has successfully entered the Second Legion. He has changed his identity."

"what is it call?"

"Musa, Musa Mammon."

"Mammon?"

Hearing this surname, Paten looked up from the battlefield star map sent by the Fifth Legion and confirmed with Herod again: "Are you sure the surname he said is Mammon?"

"Yes."

Herod asked, "Is there something wrong Admiral? Do you want to investigate?"

"No," Paten shook his head. "We don't have the extra energy to spend on him. The aliens have almost penetrated the Fifth Legion's defenses. We must reduce their numbers as much as possible before they enter the breeding season."

"Have all the female soldiers stay alert today. Distribute all the mental suppressants sent by the Lorraine Group. There is a low-level alien nest on the asteroid closest to our current location. Let's use this place to train the new recruits."

"As for Elvira..." Paten's eyes flashed coldly. If it was really what he thought, then the statement that the royal family had no second male insect seemed to be questionable.

"Let's keep our 2nd Legion spies away from him, and everything else remains the same."

"Yes, I understand." Seeing that Patern had no other instructions, Herod saluted and walked out the door.

"001."

"Who is summoning the most almighty 001 in the universe—?"

Patten was choked by 001's gorgeous and ancient tone.

"Ah! It turns out to be the great, wise and powerful Lord Patern whom I respect!" 001 continued to perform vigorously: "Excuse me, my great Lord, what do you want me to do? 001 is here to wait for your orders."

"What's with that noise?" he asked.

Now 001's voice was filled with a bit of excitement that didn't quite fit the tone: "Master Bai Meng said that 001 will perform the third system update when we reach the Fire Cloud Galaxy. 001 feels that I should become more mature, so I'm going to choose the most suitable voice for 001 after the third update from now on."

"Master Paten, what do you think of 001's voice pattern just now? Does it have a mature charm? Does it make 001 seem reliable? Very loyal?! 001 spent a long time synthesizing before choosing this one."

"...It's fine," Paten said with difficulty, "As long as you like it."

He decided not to hurt 001's self-esteem, and let Bai Meng play the bad guy.

"Tell Bai Meng what happened to Elvira just now. Tell him to be careful. Elvira can't possibly have nothing to do with that Baphomet Mammon."

"Yes! My respected Lord Bug, your most loyal 001 will solve all your problems. Please sign a contract with me!"

Paten twitched his lips: "...What was the last sentence?"

"Reporting to the great Lord Patern, this is the slogan for the bug toy advertisement shot by 009 before. 001 is taking it for reference, hehe (#^.^#)"

"..."

Paten suddenly felt that he couldn't understand the current trends of the Zerg.

After 001 left, Patten got in touch with Griffiths of the Fifth Legion, who had been left out by him.

Griffith Jacob is a B-level female insect, but level is never the limit of combat power. Griffith has proved this with his strength.

"If any other bug leaves me out for half a star, I will definitely smash his nose!"

Griffiths' temper was not much better than Johnny's, but he knew how to judge the situation.

“But you’re Patern Arthur. Hahahahaha,” Griffith laughed to ease the atmosphere. “The only two S-class female insects in the empire are the strongest fighting force in the empire.”

"Please speak frankly, Admiral Griffiths."

Paten placed his elbows on the table, crossed his hands to support his face, and sighed with a dagger hidden in his smile: "You also know that it is not an easy task to rebuild a line of defense. I still have a lot of things to do. If what you want to talk about is not about the battlefield, but private matters, please allow me to hang up the communication with you temporarily."

Griffiths looked Patern up and down and laughed even harder: "Hahahaha, Patern, what a pity."

"I once regretted that you were not a bug from the Fifth Legion, but three years ago, I was glad that you were not a bug from the Fifth Legion."

"Because you are too unruly, Paten, and you are incompatible with the females and sub-females of the entire Zerg race."

"This will not only hurt you, but also the bugs around you."

"If you had been submissive and submitted to the First Legion three years ago... then the Third Legion might not have suffered such a serious loss."

Paten's eyes turned cold: "The Third Legion is loyal to the Empire and the Zerg! Not the First Legion!"

"We mourn the death, but we will never fear it! No insect can trample the glory of the Third Legion underfoot!"

"If this is what you are saying today, I will take it as an insult to the Third Legion."

"Wait!" Griffiths hurriedly stopped him from shutting down the communication: "I will unconditionally open up intelligence and supply rights to the Third Legion. As long as you need it and the Fifth Legion has it, you can use it at will."

Paten's finger, which had already been pressing on the button, paused, motioning for him to continue.

"Also," Griffiths stood up from his chair, took off his military cap, and bent 90 degrees to Paten on the other side.

"I apologize for what I just said and did. Please believe me, Paten, I have no intention of insulting the Third Legion, quite the opposite."

He straightened up and looked Patern in the eyes: "I admire you guys."

Griffiths bowed again. "And I apologize to you for not sending troops to support the Third Army three years ago."

"..."

Paten took his finger off the close button and said calmly, "The first one is accepted, the second one is not accepted."

They were all the Empire's troops, and they all knew what would happen if the Third Legion didn't hold on, but not one... not one!

In the end, it was a female soldier from the Sixth Legion who brought the rest of them back from the alien land. How ironic!

Excluding the one from Seville, there were still 972 letters, and he could not find any insect in the Empire who could receive them.

When a bug has lost everything, his last words will only be given to the bug standing next to him on the battlefield.

Until all the bugs around him were gone, Paten Arthur was the last recipient bug.

Griffiths was not surprised by this answer. He knew better than any other insect how despicable his behavior today was.

All temptations are just to prove one thing.

The final result was just as he expected. The Third Legion was still the invincible Third Legion.

"My promise still stands, Patron," he said, "but I have only one request."

"Please, you must always stand at the front. For this, the Fifth Legion is willing to pay any price, except for the female soldiers."

The Fifth Legion could no longer sustain any more casualties.

"… Admiral Griffiths," Patten said calmly as if delivering a verdict: "I mourn for all the dead bugs of the Third Legion, and for the dead female soldiers of the Fifth Legion."

"Because their deaths not only failed to inspire your blood, but instead bred a bunch of useless bugs!"