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

After returning from Patern's promotion ceremony, Jeremy has been locking himself in his room.

"What happened, Elder?"

Fleck was eating potato chips, yes, potato chips, what Lorraine made was quite delicious.

"He has been in a state of panic since returning from the Soder Building. Could it be that he was frightened by the monster in the black fog?"

"What monster in the black fog?"

Blake in the shadows rarely spoke: "Didn't you recognize it? It's an atomized Windsor bug."

"Windsor bug?"

Fleck slowed down the pace of eating potato chips and said, "Now that you mention it, I remember it. This is a special ability of every Windsor worm. The Windsor worms even gave it a name, Swallow the Moon."

"Shit!" Fleck suddenly stood up and said, "That guy didn't poison you, did he?"

"There were so many bugs in the venue at the time. If he had released the poison, it would have been a big deal. He didn't dare to do that." Blake was used to his sudden surprises. "I heard that you applied for the security guard position at the Lorraine Group building."

"Ahem," Blake coughed, "I can't help it. It's too curly. It's really too curly!"

"I can't just apply for the position of chairman of Lorraine! You know, Mr. Hermann is a bug who can argue with bugs in parliament. Although I don't know his fighting ability, he is at least A-level. I still want to get out of Lorraine alive."

"……what ever."

When Jeremy walked out of the room, he saw Fleck sitting lazily on the sofa in the living room. He then thought of the weird robot beast that Fleck had given him, and felt even more depressed.

"Ahem, Flack."

"I'm here, I'm here," Fleck stood up immediately after seeing Jeremy, "Elder, what do you want me to do?"

"Wipe the stuff off the corner of your mouth," Jeremy looked away in disdain. "Then activate the T1 communication line and contact Xi Yanhua."

"what?"

Not only Fleck, but even Blake popped his head out from the shadows: "Elder, this is expressly forbidden."

Their current relationship with Xi Yanhua cannot be said to be good, and hundreds of years of differences of opinion cannot be resolved overnight.

"As long as it involves the Overlord, there is no such thing as a forbidden rule."

Jeremy sighed tiredly, "Go ahead and do it. If the other elders ask, I'll take care of it."

"Yes, elder."

When Jeremy returned to his room, Flack still didn't understand the point of doing this.

"Didn't we agree to slowly approach the Overlord? What's the elder up to now?"

Blake pondered and shook his head: "Maybe the elders think it's too slow and want to find a different way to support the Overlord."

"I don't understand. I really don't understand." Fleck left Blake with a weathered back view. "Is this the difference in experience?"

“…”Sometimes, Blake really wanted to change jobs.

In fact, for Jeremy, what he thinks about is not complicated.

When he was in the Soder Building, he only saw the King Insect's enormous mental power that amazed the other insects, but he forgot that the King Insect had too little experience in dealing with Windsor Insects. He didn't even know that he was in the belly of a Windsor Insect.

It was his fault. Even if the Overlord didn't like them, he shouldn't have treated the information that should have been provided to the Overlord as a deal.

If the king insect had not let down its guard, I'm afraid there's no telling what the Windsor insect would do.

Since it is difficult to change Admiral Patten's impression, let's try another approach. Apart from the main brain, they are the only ones who have a backup of the ancient information. After all, Xi Yanhua is also a bug loyal to the King Bug like them.

Then there is no hostile relationship. It is common for civil officials and military officers to disagree, isn't it?

By handing them over to the King Insect through Xi Yanhua, even if it was just helping Xi Yanhua, it was still helping the King Insect... Wait, they wouldn't be so shameless as to take all the credit for themselves, right?

royal palace.

"You mean, the King Bug can fight you to a draw?"

"Yes, father," Ian replied with his head down, "I can be sure that the Overlord has reached S-level."

"To be able to tie with an S-level female insect, it means more than just an S-level male insect, Ian."

Beelzebub couldn't help but think of that possibility, and his heart beat faster in his chest: "How much mental power did he use when fighting you?"

Ian replied: "I only saw him attach his mental power to the dagger."

Beelzebub, who had made up his mind, finally understood why this generation of Overlords was so confident. He laughed like crazy: "The Overlord that all the ancestors of Windsor have been waiting for was born in my generation! This is really... so lucky."

With a final sigh of satisfaction, Beelzebub gave an order to the puzzled Ian and Norman: "Let our pets starve for a few days, my children. When the full moon is shrouded in black fog, the real hunt will begin."

"Our food cannot be allowed to grow any further, otherwise we will become food."

A male insect that surpasses the S-level is enough to reverse the situation of the entire empire.

If that king insect learns how to "give orders" to his subjects... no insect in the empire will be able to refuse.

In the distant Crow Forest Galaxy, the dark crows living in a dark forest made sharp and piercing cries and flapped their wings to fly across the sky covered by black leaves.

The only light comes from the evening primroses that can be seen everywhere. The lords who rule the entire galaxy use special planting methods and medicines to ensure that they will never wither.

The leader of the Evening Flowers looked at Jeremy's face in front of him and uttered only one sentence after a long while.

"Did your brain get caught in the door?"

Jeremy's face twitched, and after a long while he could only squeeze out one sentence: "You are vulgar!"