Zerg Regent[Transmigration Book]

Mu Ling didn't want to go with Kahn, so he used some tricks to dump him when he got out of the car, and then stayed in a hotel near Don Los Building.

The big characters "Ke Lai Ke Dian" were written crookedly on the door plaque of the hotel. The two doors could not be closed tightly, and the cold wind from the north was blowing in. The price is still jaw-dropping.The boss is still very proud, saying that living here has nothing to guarantee except life safety.

In fact, the safety of life does not depend on him, thanks to the lair of Don Ross next door, Xiaoxiao would not dare to be presumptuous here.Nine out of ten people who live here are thinking of finding a job in the building next door, which has the possibility of being rich and powerful, and also has the guarantee of safety.

The lodging once again ate up a large amount of insect crystals from Mu Ling, and the problem of livelihood was brought to the fore without any hindrance, which became the top priority of the moment.

Mu Ling came to the same rough room with the same layout. Luckily, there was an independent bathroom. He went straight to the mirror, looked at his own appearance for a while, and then frowned.

The system asks: "Modifying the appearance is very exhausting, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Take it as practice."

Appearance is a significant sign of the level of Zerg's spiritual power.

Mu Ling originally felt that this face was not much different from his previous life, but as he got older, his mental strength became stronger and stronger, and even he himself could see the thrilling eyebrows and eye tails that cannot be ignored when he casually glanced into the water. It became clear one day, even with a stern face, he couldn't suppress the beauty of his appearance.

After the age of 12, when talking with other people, the other party would always stare at him for no reason and distracted.

It is only an exaggeration to say that the appearance is modified, but it is just to make the appearance look darker through spiritual hints and light and shadow coordination.

A prince who fled the palace privately with the intention of overthrowing the empire, flaunting around with such an eye-catching face is looking for death.

After working until the evening, he was finally satisfied with the much more ordinary face in the mirror, so he went downstairs to eat.

At dusk, the cunning boss turned the lobby into a restaurant, and set up a crude table in the center for information vendors to tell stories and sell news, and he got a commission from it.

When Mu Ling went down, he found that the lobby was overcrowded, and the languages ​​from different parts of the world gathered together. There was order in the noise, and the path for walking was not blocked.

The information peddlers on the stage are human beings, and only human beings have the mind to take advantage of the tricks to earn these worthless brain power. Zerg, both male and female, have their own arrogance, and have always looked down on such things as making a living by lip service.

Mu Ling ordered the cheapest set meal for one person, and found an inconspicuous corner to observe.The guests at the table closest to him had the same intention, silently watching the commotion in the lobby.

The noise centered on the central stage and gradually decreased to the surrounding area. Mu Ling took great care. He had no spare money to buy a star network login device in this place. Many things could only be guessed blindly, which was no better than blindness and deafness. The appearance of information peddlers solved the problem Urgent.

He heard news about himself—the royal family had lost a son.

Surprised that the information dealer was well-informed, he became excited when he saw the crowd of worms and people.There were those who mocked the royal family of the empire, and those who gloated about his misfortune. There were even more people who were curious about his whereabouts. Questions popped up one after another. They couldn't wait to know the specific news of the prince's disappearance.

Males are precious, and high-level males are even scarcer. Currently, there are barely over a hundred A-level males registered in the empire, and most of them are promoted the day after tomorrow. There are only twelve S-level males, and they all serve at the top of the empire.

The golden blood of high-level males can only be passed on to higher-level females. A-level males are only willing to mate with females above A-level. Low-level females are slaves and servants, and usually cannot give birth to high-level offspring.

Mu Ling was born as an A-level male, and his use of mental power is becoming more and more perfect. This operation has been planned for a long time, and it has been concealed. How can it leave any clues to the people in the palace? Now the bullshit that the information dealers are blowing is [-]% fake , he sneered, picked up the water glass and took a sip of water.

Someone at the table next to him looked over and asked:

"why are you laughing?"

Mu Ling looked at the man, by chance, he was wearing the same hood that he wore during the day, most of his face was hidden in the shadow, revealing his sharp chin.

His voice is deep and melodious, magnetic and smooth, just like the first drizzle on the warm spring water, the tender willows on the bank are gently blowing, the leaves and buds induce commotion, and each syllable produces a warm and itchy.

Mu Ling, who is extremely sexy just by his voice, has never met a worm or a human, so he paid attention, his eyes fell on his hand on the table, and said: "There are many anecdotes about humans to Zerg, and Zerg is almost the same to humans. Isn't it strange that you don't know?"

Mu Ling saw his fingers scratching the table. It had well-defined joints, long and well-proportioned, more voluptuous, less skinny, with round, plump and shiny nails.

His hand was as moving as his voice, the scratch just now was like scratching at the tip of his heart.

He coughed, feeling like Meng Lang, couldn't help but pick up the cup and take a sip of water

This is clearly a man, and it is very likely that it is a female. In the ten years he has been in this world, he has always observed his own kind and kept them at a distance. He has never thought of spending his life with a masculine female. What happened today? ?

The other party didn't release pheromones or stretch out their mental tentacles, and he didn't even see what he looked like.

"Not all bugs know nothing." The man smiled:

"Are you a human? Or a subfemale?"

The regent, who had crossed the horse and conquered the northern part of Saibei several times, never liked the softness and weakness of males.

"Human beings." Mu Ling said, "I'm just worried that he hasn't said what I want to know."

"What do you want to know?"

"Work." Nine out of ten people and worms here wanted to inquire about this, but the man was stunned for a moment, and laughed in a low voice: "I can't inquire about it here. Information dealers are not qualified to post recruitment information for employers. Look online."

The corner of Mu Ling's mouth twitched: "That can only be missed, I can't afford a login device."

The man was silent, a silver coin slipped out from his cuff, and he flicked it to Mu Ling: "This is for you, you really should find a job quickly."

Mu Ling caught it, and the silver coin still carried the person's body temperature, and it was a bit hot when he first touched it.

This is a public port, and the built-in signal transmitter can be linked to the wristband. Although it is not as expensive as a private logger, it is also valuable, and it was given to him so easily.

"Thank you, what should I pay back?"

"There will be a chance." The man said softly.

"I must at least know your identity."

The man tilted his head: "You see it, don't you, I'm a female insect."

"I mean, name."

"I can't say... Don't you human beings talk about fate, if there is fate, give it back to me."

With that said, he stood up, and the people around him also got up and Wu Yangyang surrounded him.

"Also, young master, you should at least bring a few more people with you when you come to this kind of place, otherwise it will be dangerous." He laughed under the hood.

Mu Ling didn't speak, rubbing the surface of the registered silver coin with his fingertips, the heat on it dissipated a little, which hinted at one thing - the female who was talking and laughing with him in front of him was approaching the verge of madness.

He left the inn with his human wall, the crowd made way for them tacitly, and the guy with the loudest voice subconsciously paid attention, and the whole audience waited for their figures to disappear at the door before resuming the hustle and bustle.

The system was trembling: "Host, he is..."

"Female who can't say the name, who else is there in this place?" Mu Ling smiled, picked up the silver coin between two fingers and touched it to his lips, reminiscing about the brief encounter just now: "I didn't tell you at all. identical."

"Boss, do you like that human?"

Don Ross took off his hood, revealing the face printed on the highest-level arrest warrant in the empire. His sharp and chiseled features were so handsome that he raised the corners of his lips: "Although he looks ordinary, do you remember that he walked upstairs?" The look in the eyes, the words and deeds, ordinary big families can't support them, but it's not strange to come here alone."

However, when he arrived in the bandit country, he would forget the past, and the great sin and glory were all written off. He didn't want to ask, otherwise he would break the rules he set.

The female who asked the question didn't think there was any difference in Mu Ling's eyes when she came downstairs, but since Don Ross said so, there must be something unusual. He is the creator of this place, and they have always respected him like a god.

After returning to the room, Mu Ling sent the system to collect recruitment materials, and he called up all the relevant information of Don Los to browse.

When he was in the empire, he was a mighty general, but after he rebelled, he became a thug. The reason for his rebellion on the Internet is unclear, and the official secrecy has given rise to many weird stories. Finished."

Mu Ling glanced at it: "Is the next door recruiting?"

"Recruit 10 administrative staff, 15 pharmacists, 15 regional planners, 20 managers, 40 information technology engineers, and 80 guards. This is only for females. Oh, and the last one, you can Competent—they recruited 5 peace masters."

The last position is reserved for males, but they cannot be recruited all the year round, so the conditions are relaxed, as long as they are able to recruit female berserkers, regardless of male and female, human or subfemale, they should be hired.

Mu Ling does not consider this position for the time being, as it is easy to reveal his identity.

"Except for Anshen Teacher, all other positions are registered."

"...you don't have a resume."

Mu Ling straightened up from the holographic projection: "Do you still want a resume?"

It's not an interview, isn't it to say let bygones be bygones?

"What is written in the recruitment information?"

"... Then you write a copy."

"It has been automatically generated for you, please take a look."

Mu Ling immediately had a bad feeling, and sure enough, it was written on the resume

Name-former name: Mu Ling

Current name: Mu Lin

Race: Pseudo-human true male

Resume

9-19 years old: As the third prince of the empire, he studied at the Imperial Academy, but he was absent from classes and wandered around the imperial library and the library building of the academy all the year round.

Hobbies: Biology, Medicine, Anatomy, Psychology, Zerg and Anthropology, Management, Environmental Science, Physics, Mechanical Engineering...

Achievement: Anonymous Publication

"Research Methods for Mental Power Improvement in Males"

"The Making of an Empire"

"Theoretical Model of Zerg Reproduction"

"Dependency Theory-The Development Road of the Zerg Network Economy" "Drilling the Sea-Expanding the Spiritual Field of Male Zerg"...

Mu Ling deleted this resume without hesitation:

"Think about it with your dying brain, can this work?"

System grievance:

"The instructions are not clear, and the data shows that this kind of resume can increase the success rate of applicants. You also said that you must be honest, and the same is true for being a bug."

Where is the question of sincerity and dishonesty? Mu Ling rubbed his temples, took a deep breath, and said through gritted teeth: "Look at how I wrote it. In the future, things like this...be smarter."

He edited his name and race, deleted his resume, shortened his hobbies and achievements, emphasized his advantages in biomedicine and management, and then sent his resume with confidence.

The system asked curiously, "Which position does the host plan to apply for?"

"Except for the last one."

"But..." Seeing Mu Lingzhi's complacent look, the intelligent program always felt that something was wrong.

"No, but, in ancient times, it was said that the lord worried about the humiliation of his ministers, and the lord humiliated his ministers to death. It's fine if you don't have a shameful procedure, and you keep making trouble for me, and I have to do everything by myself. Such a minister, why is this king here?"

"I'm sorry for the host, my function is too weak." The system was also very frustrated, and Mu Ling took a breath and said, "Let's not take this as an example. Has the data been stored this time?"

The system also wants to restore its image, and repeatedly promises: "It has been stored, and it will never make such a mistake again."

Although Mu Ling didn't quite believe it, but because of his good attitude of admitting his mistakes, he stopped teaching him, blocked him and continued to study Don Ross.

next day:

Mu Ling waited for the interview from the employer since the morning. He was confident that there was no place where he would be willing to miss a talent like himself. He was not very anxious at first, but there was no feedback until the evening. He was puzzled

Bandit Bang gave him the impression that he was vigorous and resolute, but why did he procrastinate when he entered the city? The leader lives here, shouldn't the people below be tense and work hard?

"What's the situation." He called out the system.

"House, host..." The system faltered.

"Say."

"All were rejected."

Mu Ling's eyebrows twitched: "The reason."

"Uh... no, but I hacked into their computer room to inquire, and they laughed at you..."

Mu Ling was silent for a moment: "Tell me."

"Say... each person is limited to one job. They laughed at you that even those from a small place are worthy of working in Don Los."

"Joke!" Mu Ling sneered, "Why didn't I see this regulation."

The system didn't dare to tell him that this was an unspoken rule, and said hesitantly:

"Now the online registration is closed, why don't you..." Go back, the palace is looking for you like crazy.

"Don Ross is full? What about other places?"

"...and a coal digging job, I don't think you are suitable."

It's better to listen to it, go back and defeat the useless fourth prince, snatch the army female that should belong to him, and finally inherit the throne.

But the system didn't dare to say anything, and didn't dare to persuade, Mu Ling pondered for a while, put on his coat and went out: "Go and see the scene."

"Host, what they said is also reasonable. You must first determine what you are suitable for before competing. The efficiency will be higher."

"Stupid question - a gentleman is not a weapon, but I am a decathlon king."

The system is dead: But you don't know how to find a job...