Zerg Regent[Transmigration Book]

At four o'clock in the afternoon, five hours had passed since he threw West out, and Don Los, who had gone out at eight o'clock in the morning, still hadn't returned, and Mu Ling suddenly felt palpitations.

They are always together, and rarely use spiritual links unless necessary. It’s okay for females to take the initiative, but the spiritual links initiated by males always have a natural smell of questioning. Mu Ling doesn’t like it, but now there is an impulse to drive him To do this, he struggled for a while, but decided to hook the link between each other, and tried to knock Don Los

no response.

Mu Ling got a little anxious, knocked again, and this time there was a response, he was slightly relieved: "Have you not come back yet?" He asked softly.

Don Ross's voice was a little confused, as if he had just woken up:

"Huh? What time is it?"

"What's the matter, aren't you going to the military academy?" Mu Ling asked strangely.

"I don't know, it seems that I just had some conflicts with some old men, I'm a little tired, I slept for a while..." Don Los grinned and rubbed his head: "The principal was not there at first, but I met him in his underground storage room later, He's still late." He glared at the apologetic headmaster.

"...It's fine, am I bothering you?" Mu Ling asked.

"Fortunately, he just arrived, and I just woke up... What's the matter, I've only been away for half a day." Don Los couldn't help laughing, and Mu Ling hardly used this method to find him.

"Yeah, it feels like it's been a long time." Mu Ling said with a smile.

Don Ross coughed awkwardly: "I'll go back soon, are you okay?"

"No big deal, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Are you going to cook?" Don Ross looked forward to it.

"If you want to eat, I will do it. What to eat?" Mu Ling asked.

"Chicken steak in white sauce! Don't fry it, grill it!" Don Ross swallowed.

"Okay, come back quickly."

……

"Wang Chong asked where have you been?" The principal came with his bird, and he kept teasing the bird while he was talking to Mu Ling. After he disconnected, he asked him with a smile: "Just a few minutes." Can't bear it either?"

"Are you jealous?" Don Ross shrugged, the headmaster put the feeding spoon on the table, and smiled kindly like an elder who was gossiping with him: "Who can not be jealous when King Chong treats you like this."

If a male insect summons a female insect through a mental link, something serious must have happened. The female insect generally needs to kneel down and bow its head to listen to the training. Every word passed by the male insect from the other side of the link will penetrate into the female insect's mind like a needle. , if not necessary, the sane male will contact the female through the terminal.

But judging from Don Los's performance, his male worm did not exert any mental coercion when he established a link with him, so the information they revealed in the live broadcast is [-]% true.

What is this for?Tell the female insects that there are male insects like the king insect?

What's the use?There is only one king worm, and it cannot be changed that the vast majority of male worms in the world are worms like his lord. He has just been summoned to delay and is late. That taste is by no means the sweetness that Don Ross is showing now.

The principal sighed silently and asked:

"Are you in good health? Ainuo's methods are not easy to detect at first, but they have great stamina."

"It's really powerful, I didn't even notice that he made a move." Don Ross frowned unobtrusively, thinking that the fatigue just now was still strange. If it was caused by the attack of the female insect, he couldn't have completely missed it.

The principal laughed:

"Although you are double S, you are young after all... Don't blame them, they have been studying spiritual power for a long time, and they have to be more careful if they want to do this kind of thing."

"So you know everything about the meeting room before?" Don Ross narrowed his eyes: "Why aren't you here?"

"I have disagreements with them." The principal walked to the bookcase as if he was looking for something, and Don Ross continued to ask: "You disagree with their plan? But you didn't stop it either."

"I originally agreed, but some changes have taken place over the years, and I've changed my mind a bit... Take a look at this." The principal took out a hard-shell book from the bookcase, with the words "Basic Biology" stamped on the cover. A big character, Don Ross looked suspicious, the principal smiled: "It's not from insects, it's from all living things."

"I've read it." Don Ross quickly scanned through a few pages, and the principal shook his head: "What you read was written by humans, right?"

"Yes, although there are some differences in details, in general..."

"It's pretty much the same, isn't it?" The principal stopped him, Don Ross nodded, his smile was a bit bitter: "It's been so many years, we've been to so many planets, and all the civilizations and races we got on it, as long as we know the basics We have summarized their biological monographs into this book."

"What do you want to say?" asked Don Ross.

"There used to be some worms who naively thought that it was because male worms were rare and precious that everything became what it is today. As long as this problem is solved, moderate reforms can be promoted...

When I was young, some high-ranking military females with outstanding military exploits jointly submitted a research plan called 'Increasing the Ratio of Male Birth' to the royal family, the Senate and other central high-level officials, thinking that this could solve the urgent need of the empire..." The headmaster glanced at Don Ross, and smiled helplessly: "As a result, the plan disappeared quickly, and those military females with great military exploits died accidentally one after another within a year. "

Don Ross silently flipped through this book of basic biology that was stained with blood. The principal said: "At that time, I knew that I was naive. The problem is not here. The problem is that in the eyes of many male insects, female insects are not insects. No, at least not the same insects as them."

"The so-called mild solution is nothing but our wishful thinking."

The males have expelled them long ago, so naturally they don't want them to get involved in the so-called male population problem, the principal sighed: "From then on, Ainuo and I began to draw up an extremely radical plan, since they don't regard us as Insects, we don’t have to treat them as the same kind, we have done a lot of research, but you also know the empire’s defense against females, all theories can only be studied in the extraterrestrial battlefield, and cannot be brought back to the empire for experiments.”

Don Los's eyes stayed on "Basic Biology" for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Is the reason why you changed your mind related to the progress of your research?"

"Our progress in the past five years is several times the sum of the previous 30 years."

Don Ross looked at the principal, and when he told the reason, the principal stared at him: "You may not want to accept it, but Grand Duke Orville has indeed helped us a lot."

Don Ross was shocked, his eyes were surging, and he unconsciously let out murderous aura: "Orville?"

"I am as saddened as you by Red's incident, and I have no intention of pursuing Orville's subsequent change of thought, but from the perspective of interests, Red's death is not worthless."

Don Ross immediately crushed the edge of the table under his hand, with a gloomy look on his face.

"Aino and the others firmly believe that there is a bigger conspiracy behind Orville, and they are very prepared against him... All these help are carried out secretly by him." The principal sighed, and Don Ross smiled coldly: "He is so kind, or Who are you looking at again, performing hard here?"

"There is something very strange...he didn't know Red was dead." The principal said suddenly.

"…you didn't tell him."

The headmaster looked at the bird that was trapped by the chain on the bird stand, and raised the corners of his mouth:

"I didn't tell him, I just said I didn't know."

"...I don't understand." Don Ross was really confused.

"I don't understand why I didn't tell him, or why he didn't know, or why he changed?" The principal picked up the bird-feeding spoon and teased his bird, as if he didn't care much about Don Ross' confusion: "It doesn't matter, he's helping us, that's all."

"But he changed your plans anyway, which means you actually know why."

Then the headmaster turned his head, looked at Don Los's clear and open eyes and smiled: "You think I'm not kind?

He only changed me a little bit, your appearance is the most important thing... You came back again, do you know what you and the king worm are going to do? "

"I know." Don Ross said calmly.

Calmness means firmness. The principal untied the chain on the foot of the bird on the bird stand. The bird rubbed its small head against the golden spoon he was fed with, and looked at him obediently with its bean-sized black eyes. The principal touched its With a sigh, he said, "Look, without the chain, it can't fly either."

Don Ross frowned, jumped onto the table without warning, and punched through the ceiling of the basement. Above this collection room was the basement garage, not far from the door, and dim sunlight came in from the hole that was pierced.

The headmaster was taken aback by this reckless move, not to mention his sparrow, which flapped its wings in fright and rushed to the hole in the ceiling driven by Don Ross' cold murderous aura.

"Look, it's flying."

The headmaster was silent for a minute, swept away the gravel and lime soil in his hair, looked at the ceiling with a hole, and then at Don Ross: "They said you were reckless, I didn't believe it at first."

"Do you believe it now?"

Don Ross grinned, patted the dust on his head and jumped off the table. Seeing the two female insects around him staring at the ceiling in horror, he felt a little disgusted: "I have a sense of proportion, I won't collapse."

His females gave an ugly smile—they didn't care if they were taut or not, so don't ask them to pay.

"It's not as simple as letting go of a sparrow. Some bugs are sparrows, and some aren't. Once their accumulated anger explodes, the world will be destroyed. Have you ever thought about this?" The principal looked at Tang. Los, seemed to be curious about how Red would accept such a troublesome student.

"Worth a try," said Don Ross.

"What about the price of the test, can you afford it?" the headmaster asked meaningfully.

"The price of not trying, are you willing to bear it?" Don Ross asked back, he laughed ironically, thinking about revolution without bloodshed, always thinking about getting the most results at the least cost, how can it be so cheap?

The headmaster is too smart, he considers everything, and he is afraid of everything because he has everything.

The chaotic world is changing rapidly, and there is no risk-free solution.But thanks to him, Ainuo's fanatical females did not do the stupid thing of assassinating the king worm, and they still have room for negotiation.

"If you don't do the simplest things, you will not succeed. If you do the difficult things, you will know the result."

Don Ross said, wanting to sit back on the chair, but at a glance, he found that it was full of dust, and the two females he brought out were still staring at the ceiling with troubled faces. They didn't know how to wipe the chair for the leader, but let him do it himself Wipe it, it seems that I lost my posture again, I simply found a place to lean on like the principal.

"Let me just say it, I don't like what you and King Chong are going to do."

The principal frowned, defeating the Zerg Emperor and overthrowing the empire is like letting go of the bird just now. It can be done by punching through the ceiling with one punch, but the difficulty is to break the thousand-year foundation behind the Zerg Emperor and the empire. Zerg needs to rule, no matter what Whoever rules, otherwise the out-of-control Zerg will be like magma erupting from a volcano, and the people who pass by will be devastated.

"What counts as success? What kind of success do you think we want?" Don Ross frowned.

The headmaster stopped talking.

"Is it successful to solve all the problems? Then there are only losers in this world." Don Ross laughed sarcastically, not knowing why so many bugs like to throw cold water on them.

"Do you really know what you are going to face?" The principal's tone was also a little bit bad. This kid knew nothing about the situation they had known for so many years.

"Mind control, nurseries, fertility issues, sex ratios, Infinity War, who's going to run the empire, what else?" Don Ross asked, staring at him.

"Which problem can you solve? Will these problems be lined up for you to solve one by one?" The principal laughed at his naivety.

"No, so we need you." Don Ross laughed.

The principal choked. Behind him were all the solutions they had been thinking about for so many years. None of them had been put into practice. It wasn't that they didn't want to, but they didn't dare. No one could predict what would happen to these things once they came out.

"You don't dare, I dare, you know too much, you are full of scruples, you need a worm without scruples, here I am, you say I am naive... So what do you want?"

The principal was speechless, and Don Ross smiled sarcastically:

"You have given up the initiative. I disagree with the original plan. According to our plan, whoever touches Mu Ling will be my enemy."

"Then His Royal Highness Wang Chong, can you give me an accurate estimate of what the world will become in the future, and who will decide?" The principal's eyes were sharp.

"Whoever solves the problem is the master." Don Los did not give in.

After a long silence, the principal smiled tiredly: "Don't you think more about future generations? There will be great chaos... It's okay when the king worm is here, but what if the king worm is not here?"

They have set off countless wars, and they know how pitiful the cubs born and raised in the war are.

"Let the worms living at that time solve their own problems. The ancestors can't help them. You have to do something to breathe in this world. I have thought about it, and this is my answer."

Don Ross's eyes are firm, the empire has never been a pure land of peace.

The author has something to say: how could it be counted as Calvin yesterday? This knife was obviously buried later. This article is HE. I thought it was already obvious.

It is out of context to measure the value of life with the standard that things are rare and expensive, and its opposite is to say that things are cheap when they are many.

Everyone can recall high school or junior high school politics, what is the definition of a commodity.

It may be because of modern society, there are very few talented people, high salaries, good treatment and high social status, which gives many people the illusion that their "precious" is because they are rare. Quality can also cause certain groups to be precious, like panda blood and the like...

But the fundamental reason why they are expensive is that they are in a market environment where things need to be bought and sold where rare is more expensive.We have our economic identities, but the economy cannot represent all of us, and economics cannot explain the whole world, otherwise it would be an extreme materialization of life.

I think Zerg society is not so much a feudal society as it is an absolute oligopoly company.

感谢在2021-02-0513:47:29~2021-02-0614:52:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: mj1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of big sweet orange; 8 bottles of bird's eye; 4 bottles of Chengjun;