Tang Yu had gone to many dog-blood novels to act as cannon fodder, originally thinking he could successfully retreat after completing his mission. Unexpectedly, his next task was to return to those...
The deputy suddenly felt a sense of relief when he heard this.
Fortunately, the admiral is not here.
If he heard this here... ahem, then he's done.
The little female insect continued, "When Brother Tang Yu showed up here, we were all very surprised because he didn't look like the insects here at all."
He agreed with this.
"But Brother Tang Yu had nothing on him, so he sought help from my maternal father. In fact, besides my maternal father, many uncles were also willing to take Brother Tang Yu in."
He believed this too.
But he couldn't understand what was said later.
"To repay us, Brother Tang Yu not only taught me and my friends how to read and write, but also told us a lot about interstellar things."
"Brother Tang Yu also told my father many ways to make money!"
…
Teaching insects to read? Teaching insects to make money?
Was this done by Tang Yu?
The deputy was not quite convinced. It looked as if the slum had not changed at all. Even every small street exuded a sense of dilapidation.
The little female insect seemed to understand that he didn't believe it, so she stubbornly pulled his hand into the house.
Once inside, the deputy fell silent.
It looks clean and tidy, with everything from housework robots to various home appliances. It is completely different from what it looks like from the outside!
How, how on earth was this done?
The little female insect smiled shyly and whispered, "Brother Tang Yu told us to keep a low profile. That way we can live comfortably here and not attract the jealousy of other insects."
After a long time——
"Uncle, uncle...why don't you speak?"