Upon seeing this, the surrounding soldiers immediately swarmed around and continuously attacked the wounds of the level seven insect general on the ground.

They stopped attacking after Senlang shouted "Stop!"

Sanjay looked at the half-dead insect on the ground. "We need to keep this insect alive and take it back first."

The soldiers then took out special insect-catching nets, caught the large green insects on the ground whose fate was unknown, and carried them away.

All that remained was a pool of green, viscous substance on the ground.

Sanjie walked over and looked at the fabric on Senlang's abdomen, which was already stained red.

"Young Marshal, how is your injury? Do you need to...?"

With a dull "thud".

The building behind them collapsed instantly, and thick dust and sand filled the air.

Fine, dense dust kept seeping into my mouth and nose, and the visibility around me was extremely poor.

Everyone had no choice but to close their eyes, cover their mouths and noses, and retreat.

Because Sanjay evacuated in time, there were no people around when the building collapsed, so there were no casualties.

When Senlang returned to the base, he went to the break room in the office.

He then removed his upper body clothing, revealing a horizontal cut on his abdomen. Fortunately, it wasn't very deep.

When Old Deng came over with his medical kit, he saw the wound on the abdomen.

"The wound isn't deep, it's nothing serious, a few stitches will do."

He then began to treat the wound.

Meanwhile, Ning Qing was relaxing in the swimming pool, listening to the system's live broadcast.

Uh... even though it was dictated!

When the system cat talked about Senlang fighting a level seven insect general alone with a knife, a hint of pride could be faintly seen on its round cat face!

They even gave a special explanation of how powerful the level 7 insect general is.

Ning Qing nodded: Yes, my wife is great!

Then it occurred to me that since my wife in this little world is so capable, could I retire early and grow some flowers and raise some fish?

The system once again overheard its host's thoughts...

Silently, I thought to myself: "Growing flowers? You must be dreaming! If flowers could grow here, would we need that nutrient solution we drink three times a day?"

As for raising fish... the system looked at its host's fish tail on the screen.

I silently replied to myself again: There's just one fish!

Ning Qing checked with the cat system again: Is my wife's wound alright?

Old Deng systematically repeated what he had said: The wound wasn't deep; a few stitches and some rest would be enough.

Ning Qing nodded and took a sip of the wine she had taken out of her spatial storage.

It's good that you're alright. As for the stitched-up scar, I don't have much else, but I have plenty of scar-reducing ointments.

There's nothing we can do about it; she's a fairy who loves to fight and loves beauty!

How can we do without this ointment that can heal wounds and remove scars?

The system hesitated for a moment before finally speaking: Host, do you... do you dislike the personality of the target being protected in this small world?

Ning Qing: What do you mean by that?

System: Since arriving in this small world, your attitude towards protecting targets seems to have... changed somewhat!

What the system really wanted to ask was whether you were tired of the protected target, but it didn't dare to say it.

Ning Qing took a sip of wine and said leisurely: Oh, is that so?

The system frantically replied in its mind: Yes, absolutely.

It's gotten to the point where it's starting to doubt its host, wondering if it's changed its mind and is becoming overly protective of its target.

At the same time, she silently prayed in her heart, "Please don't think it's what I'm thinking!"