Things went as expected.

In less than an hour, news of James's dream spread throughout the entire warship.

Moreover, due to differences in comprehension, the story gradually evolved into different versions as the female soldiers eating in the canteen passed it on by word of mouth.

—Have you heard? There's a female soldier named James who, during her last date, started playing around with a male insect on the grasslands.

—I heard about it, it was on horseback.

—Really? I heard from others that it was the male insect riding James for a stroll?

—Your sources are unreliable. This is just a dream of James's, it's fake!

—What do you mean fake? It's true. He was ridden by the male insect on the grassland while he was asleep.

—Oh? Is that so?

Red-haired Admiral Ulysses sat quietly in a corner, digesting his meal. Hearing the surrounding chatter, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

This rumor is absolutely outrageous!

He wasn't involved, and his hasty explanation on James's behalf would likely make the rumors even more outrageous.

We need to find a time to have James and Ryan write a letter of apology and read it aloud in public.

This is not a punishment, but rather a way to let them refute the rumors themselves.

The time for digestion passed quickly as I pondered these thoughts.

Thirty minutes later, Ulysses stood up and walked outside.

In three more hours, we'll be able to connect to the Zerg star system's network.

He needed to prepare to report the progress of the tour to the marshal.

It was almost noon.

The fleet sailed into the edge of the Zerg star system.

Cheers erupted within the fleet; after more than a month, they could finally connect to the internet again.

But soon, the fleet fell silent.

The latest trending news was pushed to their personal computers.

What happened on Aphrodite affected every female insect.

In his office, Ulysses didn't even have time to check the news before dialing the First Exploration Legion's encrypted video call to contact the Marshal.

"Admiral Ulysses, reporting for duty."

"Welcome home. How was your trip?"

"This voyage will explore a total of 26 planets..."

Ulysses's recent trip has once again expanded the Zerg's star system.

As long as the Seventh Construction Legion keeps up with the construction progress, the Zerg will soon have one more resource star and five more junk stars.

After reporting my work, an hour had already passed.

The marshal's gaze toward Ulysses was full of admiration:

"Well done. I told you long ago that you can only unleash your full potential in the First Legion."

Ulysses straightened his back:

"Thank you for your affirmation, Marshal."

The marshal laughed and said:

"Too many things have happened in the star field recently, so please don't go out for the time being. Oh, by the way, I have a video here, please take a look."

The marshal pulled up two video clips and started playing them.

The first video is the complete footage captured by the diamond-shaped camera after the Eighth War Legion's Imperial Bullet broke through the defense network of Afro Star. There is only one protagonist in the video, the male insect with black hair and black eyes.

After the first video clip finished playing at double speed, the marshal explained:

"This male insect, named Han Ling, only appeared half a year ago. He is very active on the Internet. He not only wrote a wildly popular novel called 'Pure Landlord Meets Tenant,' but also created a dating game called 'Go! Top Male Insect Lord.'"

He first appeared on a garbage planet.

Given its remote location and powerful mental abilities, it's definitely not a native male insect.

So we had a meeting with him.

The meeting content is the second video.

The roundtable meeting began, and Han Ling took her seat.

One high-energy message after another was released.

Ulysses felt like his head was about to explode.

Looking at Han Ling's face, he had only one thought: "What a load of crap!" No wonder he was his idol! It was actually Lord Han Ling who wrote this classic work of fiction!

When he heard the cicada clan's prophecy, his eyelids twitched twice.

The word "dream" reminded him of James, whom he had met in the cafeteria that morning.

When he heard Han Ling say with certainty that the Yao Clan would appear in dreams after being awakened, Ulysses pursed his lips and said:

"Marshal, among the new recruits, there is a female soldier named James who has been immersed in a dream recently."

According to his description, there was a male insect with a fixed face in his dream that would keep looking for him.

The marshal blinked in surprise:

"Really? New recruits have already awakened the Yao Clan so quickly? How did such a secretive matter as dreams get leaked?"

Ulysses looked somewhat embarrassed:

"In his dream, he experienced a high due to the intense emotional fluctuations, which triggered a period of intense pleasure, and he then passed out from the ecstasy."

After being discovered by his teammates, he was brought in by a doctor who gave him an injection before he woke up.

This incident became a laughing stock on the warship.

After hearing this, the marshal pondered for a moment and then said:

“The physiological structure of the Yao Clan is different from that of the Zerg. If that female warrior really fainted, it means that the awakened Yao Clan has grown a tail hook. After the video finishes playing, call her over and we will confirm it again.”

"Yes, Marshal." Ulysses nodded and continued watching the video.

——————

An hour later.

Inside the warship's dormitory.

James was lying in bed, scrolling through the latest news, when he suddenly received a message from the general.

[Admiral Ulysses: James, come to my office.]

"What does the general want me to do in his office?"

Although James found the summons strange, he still put on his combat uniform and quickly left the dormitory.

He walked through the warship's corridor and arrived at the warship's bridge.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Enter."

"Private James reporting."

James pushed open the door, saluted, and his eyes widened slightly. Why was the Marshal here too?

On the screen, the marshal was looking James up and down through the video.

A moment later, the marshal spoke, and the question he asked stunned James.

"James, I heard you had a really hot period last night, and you dreamt about male insects in your sleep, and then you went into a trance?"

The serious tone and unserious language left James completely speechless.

He stood there, stunned, with only one thought in his mind: although he had dreamt of the male insect, it didn't deserve death! Why did even the marshal know about this? And why did he come to ask him personally? Was this a dream?

James pinched his thigh hard.

Show no mercy to yourself.

Wake up! This darn dream!

Unfortunately, the pain made him grit his teeth.

James gritted his teeth and admitted:

"Yes, Marshal, that is indeed true."

The marshal's eyes lit up, and he pressed for an answer:

"What have you been doing? How long has it been going on? How many times has it happened?"

James closed his eyes in shame.

"In my dream, I did nothing else but sleep with the male insect. The dream lasted all night, about 3 to 4 times each time."

The marshal was somewhat speechless and asked again:

"I didn't explain myself clearly earlier. What did you do to start dreaming?"

Did you play "Go! Top Male Insect Lord" or read the novel "Pure Landlord Meets Tenant"?

How long have you had this habit of dreaming?

Around when did this start, and how many times have you had this dream?

The marshal's words made James's face flush red.

He's like a giant sieve, saying everything!

To deflect the awkwardness, James quickly said:

"Yes, Marshal, I have read the novel and played the game."

After your suggestion, I thought about it and realized that I did start dreaming after playing that game.

Regarding the frequency, I dream quite frequently, basically once every two days.

The marshal nodded, suddenly realizing that Han Ling was a really good person.

It's outrageous yet always on point, never a hollow performance. The promise—that reading novels and playing games could awaken the Yao Clan—is indeed true.

At this moment, Ulysses, seated in his chair, chuckled:

"James, the Marshal and I have decided to give you a mission."

From now on, you'll be in charge of promoting novels and games within the fleet.

The First Exploration Legion has already begun cooperating with Lingtian Company.

Next, there will be a game GM account within the fleet, and I've decided to hand it over to you. You will be responsible for being the in-game administrator.

administrator?

James was struck by immense surprise; he stood ramrod straight and roared excitedly:

"yes!"

Ulysses smiled and continued:

"As the game GM, you can see the game data and game accounts of all players within the fleet's LAN."

You can also receive 10 recharge quotas of 648 yuan each day.

I'm only giving you one task: to record the data promptly.

Record the fleet members who dream the same dreams as you, and track the fleet's growth trend.

James raised his hand in a salute and said loudly:

"Mission accomplished!"

James's mind was bursting with excitement at the prospect of getting a game GM account.

As a new female recruit, James didn't have many credits.

Because of the incident involving the new recruit, he and Roderick damaged the mechs and ended up owing the Legion 360 billion credits.

He was short of money and had no way to spend it on in-game purchases.

He had thoroughly studied the storylines of the only cards he had drawn; he could recall them even with his eyes closed.

To be honest, James doesn't have much of an imagination.

Every time he plays tricks with the male insect in his dreams, they are scenes from the game he has seen before...

If he can collect 10 recharge quotas of 648 every day, he'll drain the card pool dry!

It won't be long before he collects all the cards!

A dozen minutes later.

James returned to his dormitory with joy.

As James passed Roderick's room, he walked over with a smile and knocked on the door.

"Roderick, are you in there? I have good news for you."

Inside the door.

Hearing the knock on the door, Roderick hurriedly picked up his clothes.

"Mr. Han Ling, my teammates are looking for me. I'll contact you later."

Han Ling's frantic voice came from the personal terminal:

"Ugh! Roderick! You're deliberately avoiding this! You're deliberately hiding from me! What's there to be embarrassed about!"

Roderick immediately shut down the communication, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, James came to him, otherwise he wouldn't know how to refuse Lord Han Ling's request.

This request is absolutely outrageous!

After getting dressed, Roderick ran his fingers through his hair before opening the door.

"James, what's wrong?"

Outside the door, James leaned against the wall, one hand on the wall, and chuckled smugly:

"Roderick, from now on, I'll take care of your game currency!"

"Huh? What game currency?"

"From now on, I'll cover your in-game expenses in the game 'Charge! Top Male Insect Lord'!"

Roderick smiled helplessly:

"With a debt of 360 billion credit points, you still want to spend money on games?"

"Of course not, let me explain..."

James explained the whole story clearly, and then laughed:

"The general and marshal will be promoting this game extensively on the warship. At that time, you will have to play it even if you don't want to."

Roderick already has a male insect, so he's not interested in this dating game.

Previously, James had always refused Roderick's invitations to play games together.

But this time, with the general and marshal's request, it seems the entire First Exploration Legion will have to play this game.

Roderick asked in confusion:

"Marshal and General, why are you promoting this game? Have you told me the reasons?"

James shook his head:

"No, they didn't say, and I didn't dare to ask. But I suspect it's related to the recent Aphrodite incident."

Roderick's eyes widened: "The Aphrodite incident? What happened?"

"Didn't you see the news after you connected to the internet? The biggest recent event is about Planet Aphrodite."

Roderick hurriedly opened the StarNet and shook his head, saying:

"After connecting to the internet, the first thing I did was to call Mr. Male Insect. I haven't had time to look at it yet."

"Then look quickly! The entire interstellar space is shocked by this. The cosmic-class warships of the eight legions have gathered on Aphrodite."

Roderick nervously flipped through the news. Lord Han Ling was currently on Aphrodite, and he was somewhat worried about Lord Han Ling's situation.

However, during their video chat just now, Mr. Han Ling was no different from before.

Half an hour later.

After watching the entire video, Roderick looked up in shock. He immediately turned around, went back to his bedroom, locked the door, and made a video call to Han Ling.

"Beep beep beep~"

The call was connecting when James outside knocked on the door and yelled:

"Hey! I've been standing here with you for half an hour, at least tell me your thoughts on this! You ungrateful bastard Roderick! I'm a game GM!"

After James finished yelling, he pressed his ear to the door, but found no sound from inside. He couldn't help but purse his lips.

"Sigh, I finally became a game GM, but nobody understands the value of this position. What a pity!"

Inside the door.

The call rang for a minute before being reconnected.

Han Ling appeared on the screen with a wronged expression.

"Roderick, how cruel you are! You hung up on me so easily, and then you called me back."

I can't bring myself to not answer your calls.

Roderick asked cautiously:

"Sir, how are you now? I'm sorry, I just saw the news from Planet Aphrodite."

Hearing Roderick's concern for him, Han Ling's expression immediately brightened, and he said with a smile:

"I'm fine, I'm alright. Did you watch the video? Did you see how I bravely stepped in?"

Roderick asked with concern:

"Are you really alright? The consequences of overexerting your mental energy must be quite severe, right? Are there any aftereffects?"

Seeing Roderick's antennae drooping from his hair, Han Ling grinned wickedly:

"You underestimate me. Of course it's nothing. It's just setting up a spatial teleportation channel. How much mental energy can it take?"

But... well, I am a little scared. Could you try to comfort me? And what about what I mentioned before? Would you consider it?

Upon hearing this, Roderick showed an embarrassed expression, and after a long while, he nodded.