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

Paten then signed another contract with Bai Meng with the names reversed.

Bai Meng did not refuse, not only because he did not regard Paten as someone weaker than himself, but also because this action just happened to satisfy the vague possessive desire in his heart.

Is this love? Bai Meng is enjoying the only love in her two lives. Perhaps due to the personalities of the two insects, this love is not too sweet. Bai Meng doesn't like things that are too sweet.

Everything just fills each other's gaps perfectly.

Did he know that before he and Paten were matched, there were many people coveting Paten?

"I have prepared a gift for you."

After finishing a sweet meal and taking a bath, both insects lay on the bed kissing each other. Paten closed his eyes and nestled in Bai Meng's arms, which could completely embrace him.

"In the military medical department, it's a high-level alien brain."

Bai Meng stroked his still damp hair and coaxed him gently, "I like this gift very much, but you should rest now, Paten."

Bai Meng kissed Paten's forehead and said, "Go to sleep. I'm here."

Paten fell asleep quickly. Bai Meng checked the state of Paten's mental sea, made the mental protection shield thicker, then hugged Paten and closed his eyes with him.

Following Patten's instructions, Seville dragged the things he brought back from the battlefield to the military doctor's office and met his old friend by the way.

"Abel!"

"I didn't expect to see you here."

Seville put his arm around Abel's shoulders affectionately. They both came from the manor, so it goes without saying that he and Abel had a close friendship.

He patted Abel's chest with his mechanical arm, making a clanging sound of mechanical collision.

"How strange! It's not the Sith bug that came here."

Seville really found it strange. Normally, when Bai Meng entered a dangerous place like this, the Sith family would definitely send a highly powerful insect to follow.

There is no one in their family with low fighting ability. Even the youngest one in the Sith family, Buggar, can fight against the teachers directly in school.

Even though he would be spanked by Asgard every time, he still listened to what Dr. Jonathan said.

"The Sith family, tsk, such a family doesn't even have a place on the list of the empire's nobles. Whether they are hiding it on purpose or not, they are definitely wiser than any high-profile and extravagant family, and their heritage will definitely be longer."

"Your Excellency has truly found a treasure."

Seville recalled what he had heard, and understood even more clearly that the Sith family would not just watch Bai Meng, a single insect, go deep into the front lines.

"I took the initiative to apply for it."

Abel said: "I understand the battlefield better than any other bug, and I can protect Doctor Bai better."

He also had to re-familiarize himself with the battlefield. If Admiral Helios was still alive, he couldn't hold the admiral back.

"Doctor Bai...?"

Seville reacted and nodded. With his level, he was more than qualified to be a military doctor.

"And don't forget," Abel raised his head and motioned him to look at the door, where Bartley and Harper just walked in, "the Sith family is almost everywhere."

"You are all here."

Bartley, who had a face exactly like Israel's, sat opposite the two insects. "How is it, Abel? Is your body adapting? Have you experienced any further intellectual and memory deterioration?"

Abel shook his head: "Everything is normal. The only abnormal thing is probably my compound eyes."

Fortunately, Abel's eyes were not seriously mutated. The multiple small eyes formed a brown pupil in his eye sockets. If you didn't look closely at his eyes, you couldn't see the difference.

"That's good."

Bartley nodded, and the four bugs sat on the sofa and chatted lazily, and none of them felt strange or polite.

Even Harper didn't feel anything was wrong, and was not at all shocked when he first found out that Bartley was Morgan's twenty-first brother.

More than a hundred years ago, this number of people of the same generation would even be considered small.

The male-to-female ratio was too unacceptable, so the first thing the Insect King Beelzebub did when he took office was to reduce the number of excess insects.

It is limited to female and sub-female insects. The old, disabled, low-ranking, and worthless ones, once they are unable to pay the designated huge amount of money, will be judged as parasites of the empire and will die a peaceful and painless death, which was called the gift of the Insect Emperor at the time.

It was during that period that the number of junk stars and exiled stars increased dramatically.

Of course, even humans may not remember things that happened fifty years ago, let alone more than a hundred years ago.

Harper rolled his eyes and complained, "If it weren't for the Admiral this time, we don't know if we could have come back."

"Who would have thought that a high-level alien race would appear so soon?" Bartley also pinched his brows: "And on a planet where most of the alien races are low-level?"

This was the first time that Bartley faced a high-level alien race. It was so twisted, ugly, and chaotic that it was unbearable to look at. What made the insect even more horrified was that it was extremely huge, without a specific outline, and its entire body was constantly changing and reorganizing.

The next moment, the place where the tentacle grew out would be replaced by a huge black mouth with sharp teeth that kept biting. After gnawing on the tentacle that had lost its roots, an eye full of pupils grew on the tongue that licked the black blood.

It was as if countless alien races were fighting for this body, trying to gnaw on something again before integrating into the huge body to fill their endless hunger.

Sewell said: "The admiral said it should be a semi-high-level alien species that is in the process of evolving."

Even so, the female soldier was almost triggered into a mental riot. If the admiral had not acted quickly enough, there would probably have been a lot of casualties.

"Semi-high level..."

Bartley's face became extremely serious. Just the semi-high-level that had not yet completed the evolution made them feel so difficult. What if the young master was directly facing a high-level alien race?

Bartley's frown was so severe that it could crush 004 to death. The experiment was more dangerous than they had expected, but Bartley couldn't stop Bai Meng from doing what he wanted to do.

"Don't worry, Bartley," Sewell saw what he was thinking and comforted him, "We are here, and Paten is here, not to mention that Dr. Bai's own combat power is not low."

It's ridiculously high, okay?

Bartley nodded, agreeing with what he said, but his brows were still furrowed.

Unlike him, his twin brother was watching the surveillance outside the Huoyun Base with great satisfaction.

"Interesting, the Windsor worms ate the King Worms and raised a monster that was perfect for a delicacy."

"Now this monster wants to make the Windsor worm his delicacy," Islay asked his old partner: "008, do you think your student can win?"

"He's only been training under you for a few days, and he's facing something that almost cut 009 in half."

008 responded almost coldly: "Male insects have a natural advantage over female insects. If he can't learn to use his trump card, or can't overcome the fear born from long-term cutting and gnawing."

"Then... I will report to the main insect that this insect is useless. In case he harms the main insect in the future, I will immediately apply for his extermination."

Yislei shrugged his shoulders and continued to watch the surveillance on the screen. He did not object to what 008 said. Rather, he was extremely happy about it.

If this bug wasn't useful to you, they wouldn't have let him go just because he was blocking them from finding Fan Fan in the Swan Galaxy, not to mention that he couldn't control his instincts and hurt you before.

By the way, it seems that the insects arranged by the young master will arrive today. I hope Peranbo can act faster so that they can leave a good impression on their partners.

There were two bugs on the screen in front of Isre, one was Peranbo, and the other was Diman Windsor, who came alone with a sickle.

Diman raised his eyebrows at the male insect in front of him that had made him lose his appetite.

"What? Has food learned to resist?"

"laugh!"

Peranbo sneered, revealing a pair of extremely excited eyes: "No, Diman, you who are standing here now are the food."

He grinned, black mist spread silently, and his tongue licked the fangs that had been sharpened over the past few days.

The red and black mental power transformed into dozens of ferocious mouths in the air and pounced towards Diman. He was excited and even excited about this first hunt in his insect life.

"You are, my food!"