Research Report on the Social Environment of Worm Planet

At first, Terrence was not called Terrence, he was called Caesar.

The name is a good name, implying the emperor, combined with his later experience, it is well deserved.

Unfortunately, Caesar has another meaning - furry.

Terrence, then Caesar:  …

The emperor was a little chubby when he was a child, and he was always teased at home. Whenever he was teased, he would be very unhappy and hide alone in a small corner where no one knew.

Once he was found by Marcus, after hearing the cub's complaints, Marcus comforted him with a serious face: "Don't listen to them, you are not fat, you are just fluffy."

When the child heard it, he was not happy.

Four or five-year-old Zongzai, a small ball with fierce breasts, retorted hoarsely: "You are the only one who is furry! Your whole family is all furry!"

God is sorry, my young voice is broken.

Marcus rubbed his head affectionately: "But no one in our family is named Caesar."

Zong Zai was stunned for two seconds, and then cried "Wow".

Later, he was taken away by Marcus.

The Zerg Star government no longer has any files about him, and no Zerg citizen remembers him anymore.

Caesar disappeared, completely, socially.

"You hypnotized me!"

In the queen's palace, Caesar, who had just finished his first mind manipulation class, complained loudly.

Oh no, he was Terrence now, changed his name at his own request.

Markus was slouching with one leg crossed, not at all the king of the clan.Hearing what the older Naituanzi said, he turned his head and said leisurely, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Terrence was furious: "You...you..."

"Tell me?" Marcus pouted his chin with great interest.

"You dictator!" Terrence's voice was still grandma's.

Marcus nodded: "Yeah, what's the matter?"

"You, you..." Terrence pointed at the Queen's fingers trembling slightly.

gas.

Marcus also teased him: "Are you crying?"

There were tears in Terrence's eyes, and he was trying not to cry. Hearing this, he couldn't help it, and big tears fell down.

Wiping his tears and sniffing his nose, the little prince was very sad: "I don't want to go with you."

Marcus: "But you're already here."

But you are already here.

From now on, you are no longer you, you are the prince of the Zerg, and you will become the king of the Zerg in the future.

Terrence grew up day by day, and he became more and more proficient in contradicting Marcus.

The current Queen of Zerg didn't think it was disobedient, but rather appreciated it.

"The old man has lived too long, is he tired of living a peaceful life?"

The young Terrence just finished teasing Marcus, sat on the steps of the palace, and took a bite of dessert bitterly.

Although the queen has taken over, their lifespan is still longer than that of ordinary Zerg.What is passed on between them is not only knowledge, or secular power, but also the authority to control a race.

There is mutual influence between the race and the queen. When the queen takes over the huge collective consciousness of the Zerg, her life form will naturally change.

This process does not happen overnight. The handover between the old and new kings is often slow, and it takes years at most.

In addition to considering the new king's ability to bear, it also means training and testing.And if the crown prince is abandoned halfway, eight out of ten will usher in the fate of death.

Before the crown prince succeeded to the throne, he lived a cautious life, but Terrence felt that Marcus didn't seem to care about his disobedience, and even indulged him.

The decentralization of authority is also extraordinarily heroic, almost on the verge of his enduring limit.

"Or something is wrong with your mind."

After eating the last bite of dessert, Terrence came to a conclusion.

【I can hear. 】

Marcus' voice rang in his head.

Terrence's violent temper, which had never been calmed down, suddenly came up.

"I just want you to hear it!"

The young man began to curse from across the half of the palace.

"The number of females has been bred to so many, and War Machine doesn't bring them like this. Breeding is fine, do you dare to bring a few more males? If this continues, the bottom will be able to rebel | believe it or not? Live so long in vain I don’t know if it’s better to be blocked than to be sparse? You’ve been thinking about expanding your territory all day long, can you live in it?”

When the Zerg first entered the interstellar world, they couldn't hide their obvious ambitions, or in other words, the king's ambitious ambitions.

At that time, the Cosmic Alliance had not yet been established, and the surrounding star field was still in a period of ignorance, and there were still very few civilizations that could leave the star system where it was located.

For the war-loving and warlike Zerg, the resources they see are like pieces of free cream cake.

Even if it is wanton | ruined, it cannot be let go in vain.

Of course, this was Marcus' idea.

Terrence considers himself hot-tempered, but he is a rare pacifist when it comes to war.

"'Rare' peace faction? Why don't you say that I have escaped your mental control?"

Terrence was quite dissatisfied with this evaluation, but just after he finished cursing this sentence, his eyes blurred, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he had returned to the main hall.

Marcus leaned lazily on the soft couch and asked, "Who did you say you were out of control?"

Being controlled by consciousness, Terrence who came here: ...

"You bastard!" the young man gritted his teeth.

Marcus yawned.

"It's cheap, why not take advantage of it?"

If there are resources, why not grab them?

Terrence was annoyed, looked around twice, dragged a chair over, and sat down unceremoniously.

"What is there to grab for this kind of primitive resource? Cultivate and cultivate the surrounding galaxies. After they develop, the exchange of civilizations alone will bring greater benefits. Now it is hard to reproduce, and it is easy to go wrong!"

Marcus closed his eyes.

"What's none of my business? It's fine if I'm happy, why bother to pave the way for your kid?"

Terrence's face was full of disbelief: "You...can you take some responsibility? You are the queen! How did the former king hand over the Zerg to you?"

Marcus did not lift his eyelids: "What misunderstanding did you have about the former king? He is not much better."

Terrence was shocked.

"You... No, didn't the knowledge and thought inheritance of the Zerg King give you some self-awareness of a normal king?"

Marcus tilted his head, opened his eyes and looked at him with a very indifferent expression: "What should you be aware of? If you have been sitting in this position for a long time..."

He thought for a while: "Maybe you want to destroy the Zerg on a whim?"

Terrence was shocked on the spot.

This guy is really crazy...

Marcus sat up: "What do you think is responsibility, what is noble, what is morality, and what is justice?"

Terrence frowned: "You want to say that they are all meaningless?"

Marcus spread his hands.

Terrence's eyes were heavy, but his tone was light: "It's meaningless to entangle in such philosophical issues that play with words.

"In the final analysis, you are tired of living, and I still want to live a good life. I can't just watch you mess up my future, as well as the future of the Zerg race."

Marcus neither agreed with his point of view, nor abandoned him. As always, he exported the queen's inheritance to him, over-controlling the authority of the Zerg.

The pace of the Zerg's war has not stopped, and only a few tough civilizations have been encountered during the period. However, the universe is so big that if you skip them, you will be full of empty rooms.

The territory of the Zerg is unprecedentedly vast, but the actual development of the race is very limited.

Cream cakes are just cream cakes, delicious indeed, but with limited nutrition.

In contrast, the problems within the Zerg have intensified.

"If this continues, the Zerg will be destroyed in your hands."

After experiencing the precipitation of time, Terrence is no longer as frizzy as he was when he was young.

"You can't get it back, have you?" he asked Marcus.

"The Zerg is out of control."

The male-to-female ratio is expanding day by day, and the worms may still be ignorant, but the two in high positions are clear at a glance.

The queen of the Zerg race stood by the window of the palace, looking up at the starry sky, with numerous phantoms swaying in her glass-like eyes.

Terrence knew that he was using the eyes of the Zerg to see the outside world.

"Don't you feel it yourself?"

"You can't stop?"

Marcus turned his head, showing an incomprehensible smile, he opened his arms: "If you kill me, you can stop."

The war between the old and the new kings broke out like this.

The people of the Zerg didn't know about it. They were just shocked to hear that the queen had retreated to Aurora Island. The number of males was decreasing day by day, and the blood of the Zerg began to decline.

Terrence is already extremely difficult to deal with Marcus alone, and he has to spare no effort to stabilize the racial civil strife, rein in the territory, establish diplomacy, and support the new government.

The moment the dust settled was when he finally took full control and killed Markarth.

"Do you remember the late king?"

Terrence asked the backlog of questions in his heart. He believed that only this answer could explain Marcus's malice towards the Zerg as a queen.

"Can not remember……"

Marcus gasped weakly, his eyes dimmed.

Terrence said hurriedly: "Then why do you..."

"Because the Zerg was about to decline."

"It's really a mess..." Markas's voice went down in a low voice:

"Caesar..."

The defeated queen finally called his real name, but finally said nothing.

His aura gradually faded away, and the century-long war finally came to an end.

"Yeah, what a mess."

"So, you really don't care?"

In the warmly lit room, his designer assistant Bennett asked.

"Where did I not care? The new government, the Wish Institute... and Dai Li, which one was not brought up by me?"

Terrence was quite dissatisfied: "Don't compare me with Marcus."

"Dai Li?" Bennett laughed: "Does it count as raising half?"

Terrence rubbed his temples: "I'm already very merciful. I didn't give him the core inheritance, and I haven't dragged it down yet."

Dai Li did not take over the control of the Zerg. Strictly speaking, he was not considered the crown prince. Even if he was abandoned, he did not have to be killed.

"I shouldn't have taken this 'pure blood' lottery in the first place, it was actually an idealism."

"Lucky head? So casual in choosing the crown prince?"

Bennett asked curiously.

Terrence leaned on the sofa wearily, and responded: "Well. I suspect that Markus fell in love with me at the beginning because I was the only one who dared to shout at him in the entire Zerg race. It's also a problem..."

Bennett chuckled.

Outside the window, the first snow of this year is falling heavily on Zongxing.

"come over."

Terrence waved to him.

Bennet obediently leaned into Terrence's arms.

Terrence put his arms around him, sank deep into the sofa, and closed his eyes.

Sighing, he said, "After finishing the drawings, the little insects are finally at peace. If anyone bothers me again, let the insects fend for themselves."