The villain is pregnant with my egg

The marshal's character has always been a little cloudy and uncertain, which is difficult to figure out, but that is a matter of work.

In terms of daily life, Marshal is very easy to serve, because he has a strong habit of the details of life.

What time to eat every day, what to eat, what kind of clothes to wear, and how to wash them.It hasn't changed in so many years, so the marshal seldom loses his temper about it.

But Yan Zihan's preferences seem to have changed recently.

It is obviously the food that I used to eat before, but now it will all be thrown away.The details that the marshal never noticed before, such as the smell of the detergent, were picky and asked to be replaced.

Sometimes even just opening a door, the Marshal's complexion would turn sour for no reason.

The air in the starship must be recycled repeatedly through the purifier.Yan Zihan has never liked to settle on a certain planet, and often stays on the starship for several years.This circulatory system has been used up to now and has never had any problems.

But the marshal didn't know why, and suddenly he was very dissatisfied with him.

The commander noticed that today, the marshal even called the engineer responsible for the air circulation in the starship.The man was trembling when he entered the office, and when he came out, he was in a cold sweat and his collar was almost wet.

The commander stopped him and asked, and the man explained in a very difficult way: "The marshal thinks that our air purification system is not purified cleanly and has a peculiar smell, but this is already the most advanced technology on the market...I really do There is no way to improve."

The air of the starship has a peculiar smell?

The commander felt a little strange, why he had never smelled it.

He comforted the man, then simply knocked on the Marshal's door and asked cautiously.

"Marshal. Is there something wrong with the air on the starship...?"

Yan Zihan raised his head and glanced at him, then frowned after a while and said, "I can smell him."

The commander was stunned for a while before realizing who the marshal was talking about.

"That Zerg male?" If the marshal didn't say it, he would have forgotten his existence.

"Yes." Yan Zihan frowned, "I can smell it in the air from time to time. That smell gives me a headache."

The commander was a little surprised when he heard this.No matter how many injuries the marshal suffered on the battlefield, he never complained about physical problems. "Do you need to ask a doctor to take a look?"

Yan Zihan looked impatient, and waved his hand, "No need."

Because Yan Zihan was lying to some extent.In fact, a headache is not an accurate description of his feelings.

It is a kind of irritability that people who are on a diet smell like the aroma of food. It is much stronger, but it is not the same as illness.

The commander looked at the expression of the marshal, but hesitated to speak.

He really didn't understand.Since the bug bothered the marshal so much, why didn't he just kill him...or throw it on any low-level planet.

Marshal is not a forbearing character at all.This is so abnormal.

He looked at the marshal carefully, but couldn't help thinking, that night...something must have happened.

Was the marshal influenced?

Generally, the courtship instinct of mixed races will be affected by the genes of both sides.

Dragons have a strong possessive desire for their partners, to the extent that they must lock their partners in their own caves, and no one will see them, but it is only during the estrus period.

Because of the long lifespan of dragons, they only have estrus every 7 years.Once the estrus/estrus period is over, there is no special bond between the partners.

But he had heard that the Zerg seemed to be different.It's just that he doesn't know exactly how.

The marshal has always been not interested in this kind of thing, and has never found a partner.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but think of the saying that those Zerg hybrids are addicted to pheromones.

He felt in his heart that the Marshal should buy some pheromones to try.Or even if you keep that bug as a plaything, it's fine.But he dared not say this anyway.

The marshal has always hated everything about the Zerg.

He had no choice but to suggest: "Marshal, we just happened to pass by a private space station, why not stop there for a while. You can go down and have a rest."

Yan Zihan nodded absently and let him go down.

Then Yan Zihan subconsciously looked at the terminal in his hand, and clicked on the new message sent to him by the treatment room.

The treatment room sent him a message about the bug every day at noon. Although Yan Zihan found it annoying, he would take a look at it every day.

Every time I look at it very carefully.

That worm's body is really bad, and it hasn't improved much after recuperating for so long. What kind of achievement is it to be able to eat normally?It's ridiculous.

It's nothing more than being able to survive.

Live and live.

Yan Zihan clicked on the monitoring icon.A picture of the worm sitting obediently on the hospital bed soon appeared on the light screen.I don't know what kind of snacks I'm holding in my hand, and I'm taking small bites.

It's so weak that it takes a long time to eat such a bite.

Yan Zihan glanced at it, then quickly closed the interface with a frown.

Inexplicable, why on earth did he develop the habit of looking at it every day.

The next day, the starship successfully docked at the space station.

There are many virtual entertainment facilities on the starship, so the space is full of social places such as bars, casinos, and strippers.

Everyone disembarked from their respective spaceships, many of them just to meet guests or find romance.

Because the commander kept inviting him, Yan Zihan did go down for a walk.

The air of the space station was filled with the messy smell of people of various races, but it was true that the smell of the bug was no longer there.

But this fact could not relieve Yan Zihan's bad mood at all, if he had to say it, it would make him even more irritable.

He can't help but pay attention to those around him who also have Zerg blood.He usually doesn't pay attention to this, but now he sees it for sure.

Those golden eyes made him inexplicably unhappy.A vague sense of anxiety has been pressing on his nerves.

He is like a person walking in the busy city with a treasure in his arms, and everything around him makes him feel vigilant.

Yan Zihan and the commander quickly walked into a high-end bar together with the bowed welcome of the waiter. There were few people here and the environment was good.

But when Yan Zihan passed a cubicle in the corridor, he smelled a smell that made him sick.

At this time, the door of that compartment opened by coincidence.

There were clearly several pairs of people in disheveled clothes, and half of them were handsome teenagers.What they are doing is even more unsightly.

As soon as the door was opened, the pungent and disgusting smell mixed with the smell of alcohol made Yan Zihan's face covered with breath.His stomach was churning, and his face was very pale.

Walking out of the room was a tall, red-haired, golden-eyed man who was obviously a Zerg hybrid.

He wobbled and supported the wall, feeling that smell all over his body.

The red-haired mixed race raised his head drunkenly and glanced at Yan Zihan, but he didn't recognize who he was.

Seeing Yan Zihan covering his nose, he deliberately took out a small bottle from his arms, and recommended with a smile, "Do you want some?"

As soon as the lid of the brown vial was opened, Yan Zihan retched immediately.

The red-haired mixed-race expression was very surprised. "You don't like it?"

The commander's expression also changed, he grabbed the man and pushed him to the ground. "What's in your hand?"

The man was taken aback, only then did he realize that he had bumped into a big shot, "This is Zerg pheromone!"

He died unjustly.He also thought that the person opposite was also of mixed race.There is no Zerg hybrid who doesn't like pheromones, and he managed to get such a small bottle.When he smelled it for the first time, he was immediately fascinated.

The cells in Yan Zihan's whole body almost screamed to reject the smell.

What is this pheromone.Not right at all, that bug doesn't taste like that.

The commander was even more surprised. He hoped that the marshal could try the pheromone yesterday.

After all, the current deliberately produced Zerg pheromones all have the same taste.Even if Marshal hates that bug, he can use pheromone alone.

In the end, the marshal vomited directly... Fortunately, he didn't mention it!

The commander immediately kicked the man away in fear, and then knelt down, "Marshal, this subordinate is incompetent, which makes you unhappy. Let's clean this up."

Most of the people in this alien field are outlaw lunatics, so they can understand this slang.The man turned pale with shock, and hurriedly begged for mercy, "No, no, spare, spare!"

Yan Zihan really hated the air here, almost wanted to blow up the whole place, couldn't stay for a moment, turned around and went straight back to the starship.

After entering, Yan Zihan couldn't help searching for the familiar sweet smell in the air.

But that smell is too weak, it seems to be there and not there.On the contrary, it is very annoying.

Yan Zihan realized helplessly that the cause of his headache was not because of the smell of bugs in the air, but because the smell was too weak.

It was there one second, and it wasn't there the next second.

Yan Zihan's face darkened.

He walked back to his cabin, turned on the optical brain again, and clicked on the monitoring in the medical room.

A well-regulated ward appeared on the light screen, but the bed in the picture was empty.

The bug wasn't there.

Where is he then?Who are you with?what are you doing?

The anxiety that was originally suppressed in the back of Yan Zihan's head suddenly became more urgent, something in his genes jumped up, and he urgently needed to know the answer immediately.

Where is his son!