Chapter 402: Bearing a Heavy Responsibility

That night, the town fell silent, with only a few oil lamps burning by the roadside.

This planet has not developed any technology. People live in the most primitive state in terms of food, clothing, and daily life. They go out to gather things in spring and summer. Occasionally, some people will cultivate wasteland for planting, but the planting results are not ideal.

They begin storing food in autumn and winter and hunting for food.

It's winter now, and at night everyone is huddled in their warm homes, with little entertainment, chatting with family or reading.

However, most of them are e-books. There are no production facilities here, so there are very few paper books. If there are any, they are brought by the people themselves.

This planet has no highly intelligent natives. The people who come here are all races from various star systems that have entered the interstellar age. Everyone has their own story and reason for coming here. However, after settling down, everyone is just an ordinary person, busy with three meals a day and living a simple and fulfilling life.

Inside the cabin, Mingxiao was still busy in the kitchen, preparing dinner for the three little queen insects.

Anunu and the other two followed closely behind Mingxiao, moving only when he moved.

The reason was simple: all three of them were hungry.

Anunu would occasionally look up at Mingxiao, biting her finger and asking in a childish voice, "Xiaoxiao, can I eat now? I'm hungry..."

Sitar chimed in, "Hungry, hurry up."

Caesar: "Hungry, hurry up."

Then the two faced off again and glared at each other.

Mingxiao laughed and said, "Alright, alright, it'll be ready soon, Your Highnesses, please don't be impatient."

After being fed a mouthful of that terribly sour fruit by Anunu this afternoon, Sitar and Caesar...

Amazingly, everyone had a great appetite, fought less, and focused on eating. Even Sital, who usually had little appetite, became more enthusiastic about eating.

Feixing was still sighing in his consciousness network. Not only had all three little queen insects landed on this desolate planet, but they had also all become so small. If they had any enemies or adversaries, the insect race would face the terrible price of three little queen insects dying at the same time, a first in its history.

Mingxiao comforted Feixing: "Your Majesty Feixing, with me here, I will ensure that nothing happens to the princes."

Ah Xun's voice interrupted: "Don't worry, everyone who comes here is here to relax and not to fight."

It lay lazily in front of the fireplace, swishing its tail: "Aside from that robot, the fiercest fight I've ever seen here in all this time is between those three."

Feixing felt relieved after hearing this, and Axun couldn't help but tease Feixing: "You've been dead for so long, why are you still worrying about this?"

Ah Xun knows Fei Xing. Although it is not of the same species as the Zerg, it is still a creature of Sivitro. The entire ecosystem of the galaxy and the Zerg are inseparable. Mao Mao and other creatures of Sivitro have consciousness networks that can communicate with the Zerg. They all survive on energy minerals.

As long as Ah Xun connects to their consciousness network, he will know who is who.

Upon hearing A-Xun's words, Fei-Xing smiled helplessly and said, "I'm used to worrying. As long as my consciousness remains, I will be concerned about my species and descendants."

During their conversation, Mingxiao had already prepared dinner. He carried the three little king insects to the table and made them sit down, serving each of them a large bowl of meat soup.

Feixing said that because of the loss of energy, they get hungry easily and eat more.

No matter how much they eat, the three of them are still only five or six years old and their appetites are limited.

After the three children finished eating, they started making a ruckus again.

The two little male insect kings were fighting again. Anunu's attention was on Mao Mao, and she grabbed its fur and braided it. Mao Mao was already familiar with pulling the two little male insect kings apart.

To wear them down, they were made to fight for a while and then separated for a while. This went on and on until both of them were so exhausted that they collapsed on the ground, too tired to fight anymore.

Seeing that A-Xun could manage the three little king insects, Mingxiao went to the kitchen to tidy up the utensils and prepare the next meal for the little king insects.

He saw that Sitar and Caesar were exhausted and had fallen asleep on the ground, and Anunu had also curled up under its fluffy belly and fallen asleep. He laughed and said, "Ah Xun, you are very good at taking care of cubs."

Ah Xun stuck out his tongue and licked the fragrant Anunu, saying, "I haven't stayed here for nothing all these years. The adults are all afraid of me, but the little ones like to stick to me. Over time, I've learned how to take care of the cubs."

Mingxiao carried the three little king insects to bed and put them to sleep. After covering them with blankets, he grabbed a blanket and lay down on the sofa, snuggling up with A-Xun in front of the fireplace.

He stared at the flickering flames in front of the fireplace, lost in thought, and said, "I never imagined that one day I would shoulder such a heavy responsibility."

Ah Xun flicked her tail in response.

Mingxiao smiled and said, "I actually think that things are pretty good as they are now. Maybe... I'm going to die."

After he finished speaking, his throat tickled, and he couldn't help but cough.

But fearing he might wake the three little king insects, he clenched his fist to cover his mouth and coughed twice to suppress the urge.

He opened his hand and looked at it; the crimson blood vessels were somewhat glaring.

He pulled out a healing potion from his waist, injected it, and threw the empty shell into the flames.