The book "The Innocent Landlord Meets the Tenant" has become a hit, constantly climbing the new book charts.

All of this was due to the annual performance review meeting of the eight legions.

November 3, 2394 (Astrological Year 2394)

The Fifth Guardian Legion, in the midst of an encrypted conference call.

On Freville, Major General Coron, the commander of the Fifth Guardian Legion, is giving a speech.

"Last year, on Freville, the number of Zerg soldiers stationed there was [number missing], the number of soldiers who died was 2,378, the number of wounded soldiers was [number missing], the number of soldiers discharged due to illness was 2,948, and the number of soldiers discharged normally was 3,121."

There were over 340,000 battles, large and small, and over 560,000 interstellar beasts were captured.

...

Among them, the team led by Second Lieutenant Bart Bartlett received special commendation for its zero casualties throughout the year. Now, please welcome Second Lieutenant Bartlett to give a speech.

In about two weeks, the new recruits who have just graduated from military academy will report to the corps.

The annual performance review meeting is a meeting for veterans to get promoted.

In recent years, interstellar creatures have been active, constantly emerging from the dark matter world and invading the normal universe.

In each legion, the casualty rate of soldiers rose sharply.

The Fifth Guardian Legion, which was only guarding the resource planet, suffered such a high casualty rate; the casualties of the other legions must have been incalculable.

Moreover, female insects need psychological comfort after experiencing killing on the battlefield.

The male insects are few in number and cannot appease all the females. Most of the female soldiers suffer from prolonged mental strain and mental disorder, and despite being in their prime, they are forced to retire due to mental damage.

Under such circumstances, it is all the more remarkable that Bart's 300-man team had no deaths and no retirements.

Freville Star Base.

Inside a simple, unpretentious single room.

Bart, with his dark brown hair and gray eyes, sat upright at the table, muttering to himself his upcoming speech.

He felt a little regretful.

"You little rascal! I was so engrossed in reading novels when I was researching the other day that I didn't even memorize my speech!"

These past few days, he's been completely captivated by the novel "The Innocent Landlord Meets the Tenant".

Even in his dreams every night, he would see himself standing at the entrance of a small hotel, peering through the glass door, desperately trying to get inside.

Bart was incredibly envious of the protagonist in the book, Lin Muyang, the female soldier, who had become his number one rival in life.

After muttering to himself for a while, Bart felt a little itchy; he really wanted to see if there were any updates to "The Innocent Landlord Meets the Tenant".

I really can't memorize this script anymore, I'll just have to improvise on the spot.

Listening to Major General Cologne's lengthy speech, Bart found it boring. He switched pages and brought up the novel. He wanted to read it again and memorize the whole thing.

And so, an awkward scene unfolded.

When the assistant at the Fifth Guard Legion's duty report site switched the camera to Bart's personal computer.

The female insects at the meeting erupted in uproar.

All that could be seen on the computer screen was a bunch of text, and Bart was making shameful gestures in front of the computer's camera.

Bart was still grumbling and muttering:

"Lord Liao Sha, Lord Liao Sha, why are you still..."

What followed was utterly offensive.

The next second, 270,000 group chats were instantly created in the conference room with 90,000 people.

People exchanged information and were thoroughly enjoying the gossip.

In a temporary group chat of 30 people, people are venting their frustrations.

The future of Freville rests on our shoulders.

—My God, what is Bart even talking about!

—Insect shit! Has Bart lost his mind? He's made a huge fool of himself, embarrassing the entire legion!

—Freville is doomed! Embarrassed, I dug my toes into the ground and dug out a bulletproof fortress!

—I never knew Bart had this kind of personality in private! He's such a closet pervert!

—How embarrassing! Bart actually dared to fantasize about the male insect in front of him!

—My God, look at the clone general's face. He practically wants to fly to outer space right now.

—Poop! Military academy classmates from other star systems are asking me what's going on with Bart!

—This is terrible! My classmates from military academy have come looking for me too. They're all asking me why this female insect is so abstract!

—It's unbearable to watch. When will Bart stop toying with his pink raisins?!

—Has no one messaged Bart privately?

--without……

—I didn't message you privately, I forgot...

—Hurry up and message me privately! Major General Cologne wants us to do extra training later!

The female soldiers of Freville were frantically messaging Bart privately.

Barthes, engrossed in the novel, suddenly noticed a barrage of private chat pop-ups, beeping incessantly.

He quickly opened it to check, and saw that every private message read:

Brother, please stop! Don't continue!

Stop it, Ah Zu! There are only female soldiers outside!

Bart suddenly realized something, and his face instantly turned red, then swelled up into a purplish-red color.

He hurriedly switched back to the meeting page.

Suddenly, the first shot that belonged to the marshal was transferred to his own personal computer.

What does this tell us?

This means that everyone in the meeting could see him!

In that instant, Bart had even decided where he wanted to be buried after he died.

This is tantamount to social death!

Major General Cologne, who was giving his performance review, had eyes that could practically spit fire. If Bart were next to him, he would want to twist Bart's head off and use it as a football!

Major General Cologne gritted his teeth and repeated what he had just said:

"Lieutenant Bart Bartlett, please explain why your team has managed to achieve zero casualties throughout the year!"

Bart sat ramrod straight, his mind racing.

He didn't memorize his speech, so how can he spout nonsense?

When it rains, it pours.

Bart, feeling utterly devastated, longed to bang his head against the wall.

How can he finish this meeting and clear his name of what he just did?

Just then, a thought suddenly struck him.

As the saying goes, things will work themselves out in the end, and a brilliant idea instantly formed in his mind.

Bart coughed twice, and in order to save face in front of so many female soldiers, he told a huge lie.

"Greetings, officers, field officers, and marshals. I am Second Lieutenant Bart Bartlett."

Throughout the year, Bart's squad participated in 674 battles.

They captured the heads of over 3,400 interstellar beasts.

All of these achievements are inseparable from one person.

This person is not me. Although I have A-level talent, I am a female insect after all and cannot provide mental support to my fellow female soldiers.

This person is an author on the StarNet named Tunfengwenyu. His novel, "The Innocent Landlord Meets the Tenant," has provided us with immense emotional comfort.

This method, after being tried by my team members, has proven to be very effective.

He can provide mental stability to female soldiers when they are mentally disturbed, ensuring that they do not lose control when carrying out missions.

One of my team members, Avery Hewlett, has an A-level gene and is prone to mental instability, often going berserk during training. However, after reading this novel, his mental state stabilized considerably.

I hope my suggestion will receive sufficient attention from His Excellency the Marshal. That concludes my report.

After Bart finished speaking, his heart pounded, and he prayed:

Avery, you must bless me! Make sure my excuse works! Regain my lost reputation!

You must protect me, I've helped you spread the word so much, you must safeguard me!

Lord Liao Sha, please bless me. I am willing to offer everything I have to wait for you at that little inn!