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

"Perambo! I heard you completed your first hunt!"

Dennis on the light screen was sitting in an office. His long golden hair was dyed black and neatly tied behind his back. He was sorting out the lesson plans in his hands while happily video chatting with Peranbo.

In just a few days, Peranbo felt that Dennis seemed like a different insect.

Even though his golden hair and eyes were covered, he seemed even more dazzling.

"How do you feel, Peranbo?"

"Not bad." Peranbo replied calmly.

After his first hunt, Peranbo finally calmed down. Even the pleasure of gnawing on flesh and blood was washed away completely after 008 grabbed him by the neck and threw him into the bathroom and poured water all over him.

"A good hunter never lets the blood of his prey stain his clothes."

"Eating raw meat and drinking blood is something only wild animals would do. You need to learn how to handle your own prey."

Afterwards, 008 quickly arranged a cooking class for him.

Cooking? Seriously? He had secretly studied the laws of the empire. It was illegal to let a male insect cook, didn't he?!

008 blocked his reply with one sentence: "The main insect will cook for us to eat."

"..."

Well, since the king has set an example himself, he naturally has no taboos.

The only problem is... no one told him that 002, who taught him cooking, was so strict!!!

Is it OCD? ! ! !

Peranbo felt that he had never missed Diman Windsor so much. Why didn't he come? If he didn't come, how could he practice his cooking skills?

The last body was almost nothing but bones.

In addition to what he ate, some were used as experimental materials.

Peranbo now has to sleep with one eye open at night. Who can tell him why there are still bugs stealing corpses in the king's base?

"You look tired, Peranbe."

Dennis put down the lesson plan in his hand and asked: "Did something happen?"

"You can tell me, we are friends."

"fine."

Peranbo shook his head. "It's just a few small things. The cooking teacher is too strict."

"Ahem, Peranbo."

Dennis coughed, sat upright at his desk, and pointed at himself with particular pride.

“I am a teacher now too.”

"……so?"

"So if you have anything, Peranbo can talk to Teacher Dennis."

Dennis blinked and said, "I am currently self-studying juvenile psychology, and I just need materials and cases."

Peranbo suddenly felt that he still liked the silly Dennis more.

Perambo chatted with Dennis for a while and then hung up the phone.

call!

What a difficult male insect. Is he telling himself that he will be watching him?

But strangely, Peranbo did not feel uncomfortable. After all, freedom has never been his top priority.

"Ok?"

Peranbo lowered his head. It was rare for him to see a second male insect in the base besides himself.

"Hello."

Ava, who was sitting in a wheelchair, tilted her head and stretched out her hand: "I'm Ava, nice to meet you."

"Hello, I'm Peranbo."

Perambo extended his hand and shook it briefly, then quickly withdrew it.

Is this the male insect that was placed here for treatment? I heard that he should be 23 years old now, but his body remains at the age of 12.

Interesting, the king's base actually accepts pests?

Peranbo bent down, the whites of his eyes disappeared unnaturally, and he stretched out a hand close to Ava's cheek, which looked malicious.

A red gun was pressed against Peranbo's abdomen.

"What are you going to do to me?" Ava's eyes were calm and his tone was calm.

He just watched Peranbo's actions quietly.

Peranbo blinked, and the whites of his eyes returned to his eye sockets, but his hand did not stop... poking Ava's face.

He gave a nasty smile: "Just to scare you."

Ava blinked and put away the red gun: "I'm sorry, Ava was indeed scared by you."

Peranbo: “…” Boring, he clearly doesn’t look scared at all.

Why did he see the shadow of Dennis in this male insect?

The same kind of bug as Dennis?

The king's eyes when choosing insects are really...

Peranbo felt strangely deflated. He was really incompatible with the male insect who pretended to be a pig and wanted to eat the tiger.

Perambo went around behind Ava and pushed him forward.

"Where are you going?"

Ava's tone was as soft as the feeling he gave to the insect. If it weren't for the scene just now, Peranbo would definitely have regarded him as a harmless male insect, or even an immature male insect cub.

"Ava needs to go back to the room, just keep going forward, thank you."

After Peranbo sent Ava back to his own room, Ava warmly invited Peranbo to come in for tea.

"..."

No, he couldn't bear it.

On the other hand, Esgard did not expect that they would run into the vanguard of the Ninth Legion by such a coincidence.

"It's been cleaned up, Uncle Holtz, you can rest for a while."

"Ah."

Holtz straightened his clothes. He had overused his supernatural powers this time, but fortunately, it was not his limit.

"Are you sure there are no other creatures around?"

"No…"

Just as Asgard said this, the biological detector issued a warning.

The red dot above was approaching the location of their starship at a constant speed.

"Ah, it looks like there's a mouse that's been missed."