Research Report on the Social Environment of Worm Planet

Follow the waiter through several rooms and come to a transfer room.

The transfer room is similar to a facility called an "elevator" hundreds of years ago, which was often used to transfer people and things between vertical distances.

Compared with elevator technology, the transfer room has a wider range of applications, is subject to fewer restrictions, and has a higher safety factor.

With the advancement of technology, the cost of building a transfer room is also decreasing, but this is also relative.

Just as there are old and new styles of portable optical brains, the actual value of the same optical brains varies greatly.The same is true for the transfer room. The facilities built using the most cutting-edge and cutting-edge technology have a much higher construction cost than ordinary stations.

The transfer room used by the banquet hall falls into this category.

The interior style is exactly the same as that of the entire banquet hall. It does not have the ultra-futuristic whiteness of other transfer rooms. It still has a strong retro and luxurious style, and it is not abrupt in the senses.

The intelligent brain automatically projected two thick books, hovering in mid-air, and flipping through the pages.In the quickly skipped pages, Xiao Ge sharply saw some dilapidated magic circles and formulas, and the words written in the notes were also obscure and difficult unfamiliar characters.

It seems to be the magical style of the Middle Ages, do the Zerg also have this style background?

The thought just disappeared in a flash, and the page had already stayed in the middle of the book.

The interstellar common language glowing with fluorescent blue light marked the floor, and there was an option to switch to the Zerg language next to it. Xiao Ge turned his head and looked at the waiter beside him, who had already clicked on the floor.

Therefore, Xiao Ge chose to "give up the operation", and then watched the tome gently close, and flew away obliquely upwards lightly, and disappeared into the wall of the transfer room in a blink of an eye.

I didn't feel any vibration, or the feeling of weightlessness or overweight. After standing for a few seconds, the door of the transfer room opened again.

The waiter walked out first, stood outside the transit room, bowed slightly to Xiao Ge, and made a "please" gesture.

The scarlet carpet was spread all over the corridor, and it was soft and dense to step on.

There are oil paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor, with characters, landscapes, wars, history, and different themes, except that there is no religion-the Zerg only worships the queen.

The corridor is not long, and there is only one door at the end.

The waiter stepped forward and tapped three times.

There was a soft "click" from the keyhole, and the door opened a crack.

The waiter pulled the doorknob, opened the door, and respectfully said to Xiao Ge: "My lord, please come in."

Xiao Ge nodded to him: "Thank you."

Judging from the interior decoration, it looks like a study.

The room is also illuminated with lamps that resemble candles, and the light color is soft and warm.

The ring-shaped bookshelf guards a thick solid wood desk, and on the other side of the room, there are several sofas and a coffee table.

Between the desk and the sofa is a small area formed by two chairs and a round table. Byron is sitting there, holding a glass of wine under his nose to sniff.

Seeing Xiao Ge coming in, Clarence-Byron put down his wine glass and waved to him with a smile: "Xiao Ge? Come here, sit here."

Xiao Ge sat across from him with a nervous expression: "Mr. Byron, hello."

His male god looks even better up close!

These eyes, these wine-red eyes... God, how can they be so deep and beautiful!

"Don't be so cautious," Byron took the teapot, poured a cup of tea himself, put it in front of Xiao Ge, and said softly: "Kaviz's female father is also named Byron, so you should call me cousin."

Is there such a thing?

Xiao Ge was a little surprised.

Seeing his slightly confused look, Byron smiled, and continued:

"The relationship is a little far away. Maybe they haven't mentioned me to you. However, the story of the two of them is a good story among the Zerg."

Xiao Ge said that he has little knowledge and has never even heard of this good story.

Byron had a gentle face, talking about the past just like the elders usually treat the children in the family:

"Back then, Kavis and Major General Govey got acquainted at a celebration banquet, and they were attracted to each other after just meeting each other. After a period of time, they got together naturally."

Is it really true love...?

Xiao Ge recalled how Lieutenant General Gewei got along with Mr. Kavis, but he really couldn't find much warmth.

But it would not be pertinent to say that the relationship between the two is indifferent. After all, apart from daily life, there is some additional evidence.

"It's no wonder that Mr. Gewei only has Mr. Kavis as the female monarch."

This is extremely rare in Zerg with a disparity between male and female.

But Byron smiled: "About this point, it's not all because of the relationship between them.

"Govy is the son of a commoner. He didn't enter the volunteer institute, but instead went on the road of the military. Kavez's family background is higher than his, and the initiative in marriage is tilted. This is the main reason."

Xiao Ge was stunned for a moment.

After coming to Zerg Planet for a long time, I got used to the deformed social system of the Zerg due to the extreme gender ratio, and almost forgot the normal social rules after "sex" was removed.

Classes that are difficult to cross, inherently determine many things.

But has he really forgotten?Or is it selectively ignored?

He remembered the Zerg social framework that Boss Lian had drawn for him in the hospital.

The common people all enter the wishing place, and the famous families inherit the family business.

[The upper class and the lower class of society are always different, aren't they? 】

wait a minute even the boss

It seems that he is also a big man whose status and background are much higher than his...

Seeing him frowning and lost in thought, Byron couldn't help chuckling:

"Don't think about it so much. Although the relationship is far away, I can barely be considered your elder. I haven't been able to take time to see you after you returned to your mother clan. I have neglected my duty. During this time, you Is Xing getting used to it?"

Putting both hands on the teacup, the warm wall of the cup dispelled some inexplicable chill.

Xiao Ge pulled out a smile: "It's okay. Your Excellency Govey and Mr. Kavis took good care of me."

"I heard you had an accident two months ago." Byron looked concerned.

Xiao Ge counted the days, and the other party was probably referring to the evil bug incident.

"There was no danger, thanks to Major Dai Li's timely rescue."

Byron nodded and smiled slightly: "Daily is an excellent female."

Xiao Ge was surprised: "You know him too"

With Byron's current status, there is no need to remember a little major.

After all, even Lieutenant General Gewei was inferior to him.

Clarence-Byron picked up the wine glass and shook it twice. The wine in the glass refracted the candlelight, and the slender white fingers held the glass gracefully, making Xiao Ge dazzled for a while.

"The female with the purest bloodline of the Zerg in recent generations has achieved good results in terms of force performance and battle command. She is very popular among the upper classes of the Zerg."

Xiao Ge was a little puzzled: "Bloodline"

He had never heard of such a measurement standard in the Zerg race, or he had almost never heard of such a standard in any intelligent life group in the Cosmic Alliance.

"Heterosis" in biology is widely used in various races. Even in ethnic groups where this characteristic is not obvious, as long as no malignant inheritance is involved, bloodlines will not be deliberately paid attention to.

Hearing pure blood at this time, as a citizen of the interstellar era, I felt a little novel.

Byron took a sip of the wisteria wine in his glass, and the liquor remaining on his lips looked bright under the light.

The nobleman under the lamp said with a nostalgic look, "The Zerg race is a family of heaven."

A long lifespan, a strong body, the ability to dominate the land and the sky, and a strict and efficient social system that revolves around the Queen.

As soon as the "worm" race was born, it was destined to stand at the top of the entire planet.

But it was such a race that suddenly lost that dark favor on a certain day.

First, the Queen retired, and then there was a serious imbalance in the sex ratio, turmoil, restlessness, wars and disputes, until the order was re-established.

"Have you seen Dai Li's wings?" Byron asked.

Xiao Ge remembered the time when he was chased by female insects at the edge of the financial circle. Dai Li led him to run wildly in the alleys, and finally hugged him and flew up before the dead end, and boarded the aircraft used to respond.

"I have seen."

Those wings are like an enlarged version of dragonfly wings, light and transparent, faintly refracting magnificent light in the sun.

At that time, he was just shocked, but when he recalled it now, he could feel a strange beauty.

"Today's Zerg, there are no more than a hundred people who can have wings, and fewer than ten people whose wings are enough to support flight."

Out of surprise, Xiao Ge opened his mouth slightly, and then suddenly realized that this was in front of his male god, he couldn't be so embarrassing, so he hurriedly asked in disguise:

"Can having wings explain anything? After all, scientifically, the flight technology has matured, and the advantage of natural air dominance should have been weakened."

Byron smiled gently: "The strategic significance of wings is indeed not great in the interstellar war, but it is still a symbol, which means that the individual quality is infinitely close to that of the ancient Zerg."

Xiao Ge doesn't know much about the history of the Zerg race. When mentioning the ancient Zerg race, he can only think of the goblins in the hotel where the earth missions lived to guide the way.

Quite cute.

"The ancient Zerg is synonymous with war." He said.

Xiao Ge: ...Then this hotel really forgets its ancestors.

"Whether it is individual combat ability, war talent, or war awareness, no race can compare with the ancient Zerg throughout the entire interstellar."

Xiao Ge: ... I don't know why, but I suddenly let out a sigh of relief for the members of the Cosmic Alliance.

Byron put down the wine glass in his hand, and said with great regret: "Unfortunately, my family has fallen."

Xiao Ge: Yes, yes?I look very happy...

Seeing his male god's eyelids slightly drooping, depressed, even the light on his body faded, Xiao Ge was very distressed, and quickly comforted:

"The race is always developing. Even though the history of the ancient Zerg is glorious, the survival mode of the ancestors may not be suitable for the interstellar era. The most important thing at present is to carry forward the current Zerg."

Byron looked at him, smiled lightly, his perfect face made the person on the other side dizzy, and his violin-like voice was deep and magnetic: "You're right, the most important thing is now."

As he spoke, he reached out and rubbed Xiao Ge's head.

Xiao Ge's whole body froze, and he kept swiping the screen in his heart:

My male god rubbed my head ah ah ah ah ah!

I'm so nervous, I don't know if my hair feels good or not, whether it's tied or not.

Why is he so sua!It's just a long life!