Chapter 32 I Miss You So Much "Legion Commander, Pico, this..."

"Legion Commander, has Piccolo betrayed the Twilight Legion?" The skinny female insect, who had also seen the dense red dots, immediately spoke up.

Hausman's face darkened. In his view, no insect in the Dawn Legion could defeat Piccolo, so the only possibility for the current situation was that Piccolo had become disloyal and wanted to establish his own independent force.

It seems that Piccolo is willing to give up on his brother as well.

Hausman ordered the skinny female insect to capture Piccolo's brother, then opened the communication and, without hesitation, chose to connect to Piccolo.

As soon as the call connected, Haussmann's gloomy expression showed a brief moment of surprise, because what appeared on the other end was a Piccolo with swollen eye sockets and a crooked nose. He was tightly bound all over, his eyes were closed, and he was obviously unconscious, which was definitely not normal.

Suddenly, a hand appeared on the screen and, with a click, detached Piccolo's computer. The camera then moved and was finally placed in a higher position.

As the hand that had been covering him was released, Hausman finally saw the appearance of the main insect. It was a female insect with silver hair, purple eyes, and an indifferent expression. It was a female insect that he knew so well that it could give him psychological trauma. It was Atia, the one he could never tolerate.

"It's you!"

Upon seeing that familiar face, Hausman was immediately reminded of the humiliation he had suffered before.

He spent nearly a century building the Twilight Legion from scratch, finally establishing it as a force to be reckoned with among all the legions in the Federation.

But his glory didn't last long. In just a few years, Attiya rose to prominence and his Dawn Legion expanded rapidly. In the first battle of the exchange, Attiya was defeated. In this way, Attiya became the stepping stone to fame. His efforts over the past century seemed like a joke. He lost all face. How could he not hate him?

Therefore, when that gentleman approached him for cooperation, he immediately agreed. With his encouragement, things went very smoothly. Attia was seriously wounded and captured, the Dawn Legion was devastated, and the Twilight Legion returned to its former glory.

Hausman thought Attia would disappear forever, but he never expected to meet him again in such a short time, in a way that he never anticipated.

"You've recovered? How is that possible?"

Hausman's face was extremely gloomy, showing surprise, but even more so hatred, a fury and desire to suppress Attia once again.

Atiyah looked at him, but it was as if his image was not reflected in her eyes. Atiyah's gaze was always the same: indifferent and without any ripples. It was as if, in Atiyah's presence, he was no different from other low-level female insects, not worth her attention or her memory.

But Atiyah was clearly just an orphan who crawled out of the slums, so why did he have that kind of look in his eyes?

"You're surprised."

Hausman realized that Attiyah's statement was a declarative sentence, as if he had seen something wrong with Attiyah's expression. Impossible, he must be bluffing.

Hausman showed no unusual expression, but said, "Shouldn't I be surprised? A scumbag with a history of harming male insects can actually come back. Did you violently threaten that poor male insect?"

But to everyone's surprise, after he finished speaking, Atiyah not only did not show any anger, but instead lowered his eyebrows slightly and curled the corners of his mouth slightly. The curve was only a few pixels in size, but Hausman, who had been at odds with him for a long time, still noticed it.

Hausman felt a bad premonition; the last time he had this feeling, he was quickly defeated by Attia.

Atia looked at Hausman, "The Twilight Legion, I accept it."

Hausman chuckled at his arrogant words. "How ridiculous. So what if you've recovered? The Twilight Legion isn't for you to call the shots."

The Twilight Legion is the culmination of his century-long efforts. In terms of strength, it is definitely superior to the Dawn Legion. This time, he will not lose.

But before he could finish speaking, there was a frantic knocking on the control room door, and a panicked soldier rushed in, shouting, "Report! Corps Commander, our power depot and backup power depot have been destroyed!"

"Impossible, I remember their bombing range only covered a few outer starships."

The soldier reported cautiously, "It was a small sonic cannon used during your negotiations..."

Small sonic cannons are not very powerful, but they are easy to detect and make little noise, making them ideal for surprise attacks.

Hausman jumped to his feet, roaring, "Where are the guards at the energy depot? Are they all dead?"

The soldier reporting shrank back slightly, his voice lowering, "Reporting to Commander Tiger, the first wave of artillery fire mainly targeted the various junctions of the garrisoned starships. They were scattered and preoccupied with their own survival, so they didn't notice for a moment..."

Hausman couldn't believe it. "A momentary lapse in attention? You're telling me I was momentarily distracted by such an important garrison? Is that even an excuse?"

Atia watched them argue, raised his hand, and saw that the densely packed starships that had formed a circle all extended their cannons, pointing directly at the Twilight Legion's flagship, seemingly aiming to blast it to smithereens.

Hausman slammed his fist on the control panel in front of him, glaring at Attia with hatred. "Wait, my Twilight Legion is willing to become an affiliated legion of the Dawn Legion." At least an affiliated legion can retain its name; Hausman was at least flexible enough to bend and stretch.

Atiyah did not stop, ignoring his words and showing no intention of negotiating with him.

Hausman remained silent for a moment, staring intently at Attia.

Suddenly, the anger on his face vanished, replaced by a calm and composed expression, tinged with a hint of triumph. He chuckled, "Aren't you feeling particularly smug right now? Did you think I wasn't prepared?"

How could someone who has risen to the position of legion commander not have any backup plans? What happened just now was merely a tactic to lull Attiya into a false sense of security. He raised his hand and clapped it, and instantly, a ring of green dots appeared around the dense red dots—that was his long-laid backup plan.

Although he hadn't anticipated Attia's appearance, he had still taken precautions against Piccolo's betrayal, and now those precautions had come in handy.

Let your guard down and strike decisively – this is his favorite tactic, and also his most effective one.

He hadn't expected to need this plan, but it turned out to be a pleasant surprise that it would be used against Attiyah, whom he hated the most. It was as if he could already see Attiyah's humiliating defeat.

After a while, Hausman noticed that Attiya showed no surprise at all. No, something was wrong. He had a bad feeling again, much stronger than before.

As expected, after the premonition, the outermost ring of green dots also simultaneously extended their cannons, pointing directly at the Twilight Legion's flagship.

"When..." Haussmann murmured in astonishment, unable to believe it.

Palmer walked into the frame from the side and said, "Hausman, your tactics are outdated. Back then, when we asked you to update them, you thought our Legion Commander was mocking you. It seems you've been standing still all these years."

During the days that the Dawn Legion waited for the shift in command, they were not just waiting idly. Attiya's return greatly boosted morale, and all deployments were carried out in an orderly manner. Hausman was also an old rival, and Attiya had already anticipated all of his reactions and made corresponding arrangements. As expected, he was still the same as before, without making any progress.

"No, it's impossible..." Hausman felt like a worm caught in a net, with nowhere to escape no matter which way he went. He had felt this sense of powerlessness a few years ago, and now he felt it again.

His tactics were clearly the best; how could he lose again?! Impossible…

The news that the Dawn Legion had annexed the Twilight Legion quickly spread throughout the Federation's various legion circles, causing a great uproar.

Soon, news came that the Dawn Legion had launched a surprise attack on the Night Legion. The Night Legion, who had been watching the fight from the sidelines, was completely unprepared for the sudden attack. Their previous preparations were simply insufficient to deal with the attack of an entire Dawn Legion. Their response was chaotic and disorganized, and they only managed to hold out slightly longer than the Twilight Legion.

This power struggle has left many smaller legions in a state of panic, while several large legions are preoccupied with their own problems. The only certainty is that the Dawn Legion, which has absorbed two major legions, has risen to the top and become the undisputed number one legion.

...

No, can anyone tell me what yesterday's test results were?

I was also curious, so I asked my friends who went for testing that day. They all seemed hesitant to speak, looking constipated. Please forgive my crude word choice, but only this word accurately describes their expressions.

I agree; it was eerily silent. When I asked them questions, their expressions turned into a rainbow of colors. Let me clarify, this is not an exaggeration.

I'm so anxious, so anxious, so anxious! I'm jumping around like a monkey, I really want to know what's going on!

[Holy crap, have you guys seen the news?]

What happened again? Has Murphy's rank finally been revealed?

No, it's a legion-versus-legion battle.

That's pointless.

Attiyah has returned to the Dawn Legion and has absorbed both the Twilight Legion and the Night Legion in one fell swoop. The legion's strength is now sufficient for him to skip the lieutenant general and be promoted to general.

What?! My idol is back?!

[What idol? He's just a piece of trash who hurts male insects.]

[Oh my god, which male insect released him back?]

[These scum should stay where they belong; don't come out and cause trouble!]

...

The StarNet was unusually lively, with chat sections flooded with various questions. The two bugs that had previously teamed up to cause a stir were causing another stir, with one saying, "You do your thing, I'll do mine."

Even at dusk, the Federal Central Star government office building was still brightly lit. After receiving a message, the Secretary-General quickly got up, knocked on the door, and entered the President's office after receiving permission.

The Secretary General reported, "Your Excellency, the commander of the Legion of Dawn has submitted a communication request marked as urgent."

The secretary-general hesitated for a moment, then added, "The Dawn Legion is stationed one light-year from the central star."

According to federal law, no legion other than the Central Star Guard is allowed to enter within one light-year of the Central Star. Now that the Dawn Legion has positioned itself at just the right distance and immediately submitted an urgent communication, it is hard not to make the insects suspect that their actions are a threat.

A thoughtful look flashed across President Nehemiah's eyes, "The Dawn Legion..."

"Connected."

"yes!"

The secretary placed the communication device in a suitable location and immediately clicked to connect. The other end responded quickly, and a virtual female insect figure with silver hair and purple eyes instantly appeared in the office.

The female insect said, "Your Excellency, I apologize for disturbing you."

Although his expression didn't show any sign of apology.

“I am the female ruler of Mophiel. I want to know why Mophiel did not leave the Central Hospital after the test, and why you do not allow any insects to visit Mophiel. Do you intend to imprison him there?”

After the Legion's positional battle was won, and Morpheus should have finished his tests, Atia wanted to contact him to tell him the good news, but found that the communication was completely unreachable. No matter how many times he tried, it always showed a power-off message. This was a very, very bad sign, because even in the past, when there had been unexpected power outages, Morpheus would have responded quickly, but this time he did not.

Atiyah quickly sent insects to gather information, only to learn that Mephiel had fallen into a coma after the test and had not woken up since. President Nehmeya ordered the central hospital to be sealed off and prohibited any insects from visiting him.

Attiyah's first reaction was that Mephiel's identity had been discovered.

My second thought was, what is the president planning to do? Is he going to use Murphy as a guinea pig for research?

His third reaction was to assemble troops and send out an emergency communication.

Nehemiah looked at Attiyah, whose complexion was normal and whose energy was high. He was completely different from the other married female insects. He was like a fully sharpened blade, and the vigilance and worry in his eyes were genuine. He was genuinely worried about Mephiel and was also genuinely wary of him.

It seems that this child, like his male father, is very protective of his female insect.

Nehemiah said, “The reason is somewhat special, but it’s not what you think. You can visit; I’ve granted you permission.”

Atia hadn't expected to get the answer he wanted so easily. He pursed his lips, still harboring doubts, "...Thank you."

Nehemiah's attitude was quite amiable, which puzzled Attiyah somewhat, but he was more worried about Mephiel's situation.

Nehemiah continued, "No need. Go see him now. You'll find out the reason soon enough when you see him."

Communication was cut off, and a thoughtful look appeared in Nehemiah's eyes.

Atiya's condition is not consistent with his previous situation. He knew about Atiya's serious injury before and even briefly felt sorry for him, but now Atiya has miraculously recovered.

But he knew that the S-class male insect did not have the ability to completely repair the female insect's mental domain. Was it that Atia himself had made a breakthrough, or that Morpheus had a more perfect mutation? These questions remained unanswered.

But one thing is certain: whatever Murphy's abilities are, he will only ever be a Federation bug.

...

"Don't worry, you must be Attiyah, right? He often mentions you to us. The doctor said he just fainted from exhaustion and is currently sleeping. He'll wake up soon after he's had enough sleep."

"We've been curious about you for a while now. That guy Murphy is always showing off, but he never takes you out to play with him. You should keep an eye on him."

"..."

The noisy yet clear sounds rang in his ears intermittently, and Murphy felt as if insects were uncovering his secrets, making him want to wake up as soon as possible.

Finally, he opened his eyes and saw the back of the woman with long silver hair, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. It was the beautiful female insect from the front page photo of the news article that he had seen in reality and dreamed about, now vividly present before his eyes.

The beautiful female insect was dressed in a black and gold military uniform, with a belt wrapped around her slender waist. Her legs were encased in black, crisp military trousers, long and straight. Her long, silvery-white, slightly wavy hair was neatly gathered up, with a black hair tie hanging on it. On the hair tie was a small cotton ball shaped like a morpher, as if asserting her dominance.

At this moment, Atia exuded a cold demeanor, and the entire insect emanated a powerful aura that kept insects at bay.

But Murphy could tell that he was somewhat at a loss in front of Rodney and Daniel, two talkative people, so he could only remain silent and pretend to be indifferent.

cute.

Murphy's eyes crinkled into a smile as he reached out and wrapped his arm around Attia's waist, pressing his head against Attia's supple waist.

Atia froze, then realized something and quickly grabbed Mophiel's hand, turning around to meet a familiar smiling face.

Atia's aura softened instantly, as if revealing a soft interior that wouldn't get angry even if you poked it.

Murphy loved this look of his most; it was as if he were saying, "I am yours."

Daniel tilted his head and saw that Murphy was awake. He breathed a sigh of relief, "You're finally awake. If you hadn't woken up, your Atia would have really led a large army to surround the central star."

Rodney added, "The President previously instructed that no insects should visit you, and your wife Atia thought something had happened to you, so she went directly to the President to demand an explanation. You two are exactly alike."

Mophiel looked at Attia in surprise, but Attia unusually turned his head away and did not look at Mophiel.

If it weren't for the slightly reddish tips of his ears hidden in his hair, there would be no sign of anything unusual about him.

Murphy's eyebrows shot up, his smugness evident on his face. "My Atia loves me."

After saying that, Murphy abruptly changed the subject, "So what are you all still doing here? Don't you think you're being a bit too conspicuous?"

"Huh?" Daniel couldn't believe how quickly he had abandoned his brothers. "Now that you have a queen, you don't want your brothers anymore?"

Rodney gave him a disdainful gesture. "You've forgotten your friends for the sake of a pretty face. Let's go, we won't come again."

The two insects walked out together, leaving Mephiel and Atia some alone time. The saccharin produced by just one insect was enough to make them sick of it, and now that they had two insects together, they didn't want to be sickened to death by the saccharin.

"?" Atia watched them walk out, then glanced at Morpheus with some concern.

Murphy reassured him, "It's alright, don't worry about them, that's just how they are."

Atiyah nodded, carefully examining Morpheus's condition. "Are you alright? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

This scene is like a role reversal when Murphy first arrived, and Murphy enjoys Attia's care.

Murphy buried his head in Attia's arms. "Oh no."

Atiya frowned slightly and was about to stand up and call the doctor.

All I could hear was Murphy's voice sounding aggrieved, "Because of this stupid test, I haven't seen you for a whole week. I miss you so much. I'm not doing well at all without you by my side."

Do you miss me?

A wronged, almost coquettish voice echoed in the air, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to warm up.

After a long while, Murphy finally heard his shy queen's reply.

"I miss you too, my lord."

...

On the StarNet, amidst the anxious waiting of ants on a hot plate, the test results from the Male Insect Protection Association finally arrived, albeit belatedly. Among the list of names, Murphy was at the top, highlighted, and golden.

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Author's Note: Thank you so much, Old Rain Chen Ge, for the gift and nutrient solution! *kissing sounds* [starry eyes][starry eyes][keep it up!]

Thank you to "Meilang" baby, "75106423" baby, "Linjue" baby, "Qingkongwanli" baby, "Louwaitingfeng" baby, "basbore" baby, and "Gugubird" baby for the nutrient solution! Love you all! [Sprinkling flowers][Sprinkling flowers][Go for it!]

(P.S., I'm sorry, my little dog suddenly wasn't feeling well and I was dealing with that, so it was quite late by the time I finished [poor thing])