Transmigrated yellow-writing author male insect x foolish Imperial prince female insect. Han Ling transmigrated into an interstellar insect race world and learned that he is a rare male insect. If ...
After thinking for a moment, Han Ling suppressed his excitement and deliberately lowered his voice, saying:
"There are too many people on the training field. Why don't you go back to your dorm? We can chat a little longer."
Roderick, still unaware that he was dreaming, stood up, dusted himself off, and said:
"Okay, there are definitely too many people on the training field."
Roderick walked back along the familiar path.
On the way, Han Ling suddenly turned off the camera and said in a mischievous tone:
"Roderick, actually, I have a surprise for you."
Roderick, who was walking along, asked in confusion, "Huh? What surprise?"
Han Ling guided the conversation, saying:
"Now stop in your tracks, stand still, close your eyes, and imagine in your mind what you want most. Have you thought about it?"
Roderick did as he was told, then nodded without hesitation: "I've made up my mind, Lord Han Ling!"
A smile appeared on Han Ling's lips. As long as Roderick thought of him, he could instantly arrive at the First Exploration Legion's base in his dreams!
Han Ling said excitedly:
"Open your eyes, turn around and look behind you, what's that!"
The sound of rustling clothes filled the air. Roderick turned around, opened his eyes, and stared in shock at the objects behind him:
"Lord Han Ling! This is far too much! You gave me 100,000 energy blocks?"
A dense array of sealed metal boxes piled up behind Roderick, blocking his path.
Such a large number of energy blocks is indeed in line with Han Ling's usual style of gift-giving—spending money like water.
Han Ling's lips twitched upon hearing this. He hadn't expected to be defeated by the energy block.
Han Ling was unconvinced and continued to guide the conversation:
"Besides the energy cubes, there are also gifts right next to you, can you see them?"
It was a rectangular, blue gift box, about the same height as me.
Guess what's inside?
"Hmm." Upon hearing this, Roderick glanced to the side and indeed saw the box.
He wondered curiously, "Could it be a large piece of raw energy stone?"
Han Ling was somewhat speechless, and could only continue:
"Of course not, why do you suddenly want energy stones so much?"
"Think about it again. If a box the same height as me contained living, breathing, flesh-and-blood creatures, what would they be?"
If Han Ling hadn't been afraid that saying it directly would backfire, she would have already told him the answer.
After listening to Han Ling's words, Roderick's eyes lit up with understanding:
"Sir, you sent me a pet?"
Pets! Pets my ass!
Han Ling was completely outraged. He hadn't expected that Roderick would not believe him at all and would come looking for him!
Han Ling could no longer hide it and had to reveal it explicitly:
“Roderick, don’t you miss me? If you wish, I can step out of the gift box and come to see you right now.”
"See me immediately?" Roderick gaped, stammering, "But Your Excellency, you were just lying in bed on Aphrodite, you just woke up."
To dispel any doubts, Han Ling lied and said:
"This is the power of the Yao Clan. Don't doubt me. You can see me anytime you want."
Roderick's lips twitched slightly.
"But sir, I think I heard animal sounds coming from inside the gift box. You were just teasing me, weren't you?"
Upon hearing this, Han Ling was utterly speechless.
Han Ling felt that Roderick was truly devoid of romance.
To take down Roderick, we need to be quick, accurate, and ruthless, just like before.
Then, Han Ling suddenly said:
"Roderick, you're home."
Huh? I'm home?
Roderick looked up and, sure enough, saw his little bungalow.
He scratched his head, realizing something was wrong:
"Really? I was talking to you the whole time and didn't notice the time. It usually takes me more than an hour to get home..."
Roderick wanted to say something more, but he quickly forgot about it.
Han Ling said:
“Roderick, I’m in your room right now. Just open the door and you’ll see me.”
After saying this, Han Ling hung up the call immediately.
Han Ling decided not to give Roderick time to think and to cut the Gordian knot.
He sat up in bed and, in his mind, called upon the system, giving instructions methodically:
"System, prepare to record the precise coordinates. I need to go to Roderick's side."
After recording the location, I will immediately destroy the dream and then open a spatial teleportation portal.
Meeting in dreams is far from enough for Han Ling.
What he wanted was a real meeting.
The system's mechanical voice sounded:
"Precise coordinate entry is now enabled. The current coordinates are recorded every 0.0001 milliseconds."
On the other side.
Because the communication was cut off, Roderick froze at the doorway.
He stared at the door in disbelief, his mind in turmoil.
Is Lord Han Ling really on the other side of the door? Is he really inside the house?
Are we really going to meet again?
He wants to see Lord Han Ling.
Han Ling really came!
This thought kept recurring, washing over Roderick's mind.
His gaze grew increasingly resolute.
Finally, Roderick believed Han Ling's words.
Han Ling is inside the door!
At that moment, Roderick strode forward and opened the door without hesitation, revealing a sunlit room before him.
A familiar yet unfamiliar figure stood in the very center of the room.
Her hair was soft and black, her features delicate, and her eyes, like a deep starry sea, held the pride of triumph, with a smile playing on her lips.
Lord Han Ling did not lie to him!
Lord Han Ling was indeed in his room, still wearing his pajamas! Although he was slender, he held his chin high, not looking down on the world, but rather a bit arrogant.
Roderick was so excited that he lost his voice. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but all the words got stuck in his throat.
In the center of the room, Han Ling looked at Roderick and smiled slightly:
"Found you, Roderick."
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Upon hearing you call his name, Roderick's heart pounded like a drum, the sound clearly reaching his ears through his veins.
Han Ling was equally excited, and he said impatiently, "You should wake up, Roderick."
After saying that, Han Ling snapped his fingers.
With a "snap".
The entire dream suddenly collapsed.
It was like a television set that was playing music suddenly losing power, plunging into complete darkness without warning.
Roderick, who was dreaming, suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his deep sleep.
As if by reflex, he nimbly sat up and looked towards the center of the room.
The room, with one bedroom and one bathroom, has an unobstructed view, without even a blind spot.
Where is Lord Han Ling in the empty house?
Roderick, who was still somewhat confused, realized at that moment that everything that had just happened was a dream.
It was all a dream!
Having reached this conclusion, Roderick leaned back and lay back down on the bed.
He stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling utterly lost.
Why is my dream different from what James described?
Roderick recalled his dream and felt it was so uneventful that nothing actually happened—what a pity…
As he pondered, drowsiness returned, and Roderick fell asleep again.
On the other side.
Inside a villa on Aphrodite.
Han Ling was using his mental power to construct a spatial teleportation channel at full speed.
On the plane of mental power, Han Ling's mental power was like a wandering monster, running wildly according to the coordinates.
The jet-black spiritual energy tendrils stretched forward one after another, densely packed, all trying to move forward quickly.
His mental energy moved faster than ever before.
In just one hour, Han Ling used his mental power to locate the marked location.
The moment the mental energy arrived, another spatial fluctuation occurred in the center of the room.
The ripples gradually twisted and deformed.
A moment later, in the center of the room, as if a patch had been made, an unfamiliar, distorted image appeared.
Before the image on the other end could solidify, Han Ling walked straight over.
Then, his figure, along with the dummy patch, disappeared from the spot.
at the same time.
First Exploration Legion's base, rest area.
In the center of Roderick's single dormitory room.
Han Ling stepped through the spatial teleportation channel and landed on the ground.
Before he could even look up, he noticed a pair of hands on his neck.