"So where did this sweet little cookie come from?"

The insects formed a circle, placing all the macarons in the center for careful observation, and the commotion attracted more and more insects to watch.

What is this?

"These are delicious cookies, very tasty, and very sweet..."

After licking the cookies a few times, the worm kept introducing them to the newly joined worms, and everyone became even more curious about these different colored cookies.

The delicate tentacles eagerly reach out to touch the macarons, wanting to transmit the information and flavors of the macarons to their brains.

Just as everyone was having a great time, Chi Yuan's adjutant suddenly appeared behind them.

The air rippled abruptly, and the insects quickly turned to stare at him.

"Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

"It's nothing, I just have a questionnaire I'd like you to fill out."

The adjutant straightened his hat, clicked on the device on his wrist to connect to the star brain, and the mechanical watch instantly emitted a blue light and flew into the sky.

Soon the blue beam of light dispersed into several fine threads, which floated to the insects' antennae and formed a connection with them.

"Suggestions for a dessert shop near a soldiers' concentration camp?"

The insects stared at the virtual questionnaire in front of them, their antennae twisting into pretzel shapes on their heads.

"Sir, what is dessert?"

They looked in the direction the adjutant was pointing.

"It's similar to those little cookies you just tasted; they're all sweet foods."

"The dessert shop sells this; it's located next to the Central Hospital."

The adjutant subtly curled his lips and pointed his finger upwards.

"So these delicious cookies came from a dessert shop?"

The insect exclaimed in surprise, and its antennae, which had been twisted into a pretzel shape, straightened out with a "thump".

"Can we go to the dessert shop and buy all these delicious cookies?" "Can we go now?" "I want to eat all the cookies in the shop!" "No! I want some too!"

Sensing the insects' intense gazes and wriggling bodies, the adjutant gestured for them to calm down.

"Everyone, please be quiet."

"Please take a look at our questionnaire first. This is about whether the dessert shop can open and whether everyone can eat delicious cookies."

The noisy insects finally quieted down and carefully browsed the information on the questionnaire.

"Do you agree or disagree with the idea of ​​a dessert shop being used as a soldiers' concentration camp?"

The question was followed by Shen Yulou's personal information, which included a sentence that was highlighted in red: "No abnormalities have been found yet."

Agree? Disagree?

A few insects muttered to themselves, their antennae clicking "agree" without hesitation.

Some insects hovered their two antennae over the two buttons, but were eventually lured by the sweet smell in the air and pressed "agree".

"Your evaluations alone are not enough; I need the responses from all the Zerg soldiers."

"I have already sent the questionnaire to your worm brain. You can spread it out and let everyone fill it out. Once there are enough people, the questionnaire will be closed."

The way information is transmitted in the Zerg world is different from that of the Interstellar people. Their information is transmitted to their respective Zerg brains through contact with tentacles.

Their tentacles are their network cables.

"Okay, okay, let's go now."

Upon hearing the adjutant's words, the insects hurriedly began searching for their companions to spread the document, not forgetting to also grab the few remaining macarons.

Recalling the behavior of the insects in their nest, the adjutant and Chi Yuan couldn't help but exchange a glance.

The joy in his eyes was impossible to suppress.

"snort."

Asel and Sutyl remained silent, then angrily tore the documents away, preparing to return to the insect hive to teach those brainless, stupid insects a lesson.

"Generals, you two absolutely must come with me to eat at the dessert shop when it opens in a few days!"

"I'm waiting for you."

Ovan is such a smart aleck; he yelled at people's backs in a nasty way. The two Zerg generals gave him two middle fingers and shouted back.

"We won't eat it. We'd rather starve to death than eat your food."