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After the priest's persistence for a month, Wen Yuxiao has become accustomed to being touched every night. She has been busy with many things during this period and has no time to think about the plot. She can now think about her own things while being held in someone's arms with an expressionless face.

He swore an oath anyway...

In order to avoid being kicked out and living on the streets on her coming of age, she and her best friend first received subsidies and, with the help of relevant personnel, rented a small house in a remote and cramped area.

The small house only has one bedroom and a living room, as well as a small bathroom that can only accommodate one person. A kitchen is something that only the upper class can own. Anyway, these poor people who have no money are only worthy of eating nutritional supplements, so there is no use for them to use the kitchen.

Although there wasn't much stuff, they had very little free time, so the move took them three days.

Next, she accompanied her friend to go through the withdrawal procedures. After going through the process, Wen Yuxiao roughly memorized it. The teacher at school saw her accompanying her and thought she had the same idea, so she specially called her in for a talk.

In fact, what she wanted to go to most was a university on the main planet of the ABO galaxy. Many of the students who were admitted to that school were betas and omegas from the native galaxy, but there were also many ordinary people from other planets.

One very important reason is that it is really far away from the Zerg galaxy. Moreover, it was in this ABO galaxy that the Zerg were fought most fiercely with mechas back then. The relationship has been lukewarm since then, and there are many anti-Zerg residents.

The plot was now running wild, like a wild horse running free, and she couldn't stop it. Although she hadn't yet decided to return to the Zerg, she would definitely be punished for her actions against one of the male protagonists. She might as well plan to run away. After all, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

She can meet the admission score of this school, and the tuition is not surprisingly expensive. As long as she works hard during the summer vacation, she should be able to afford it.

The only problem is that the travel expenses are expensive, and once you leave, there's probably no chance of coming back.

With a bright future in mind, Wen Yuxiao nibbled on the nutritional supplements that served as her dinner and slowly made her way home. It would be a lie to say she wasn't afraid walking home alone at night, but there was nothing she could do. Poverty was always the most terrifying thing, and she couldn't overcome it yet.

Tonight, the moon was dark and the wind was high. No one was around, only the streetlights stood dutifully by the roadside, providing light for pedestrians. This planet was quite remote and dilapidated. There was not a single green plant on the path, flies swarmed over the dirty trash cans, and deafening music could be heard coming from a bar not far away.

She seldom mentioned her recent situation to the priest, and he did not insist on asking her where she was. She would only occasionally bring her homework into her dreams, treating him as a free tutor.

Wen Yuxiao's heart tightened as she saw a few drunks approaching. This place was near a bar, and the landlord had told them to stay out at night to avoid running into anyone with dirty tricks. But now they were on the verge of a collision, and she felt she had no choice but to move aside and minimize her presence, though her pace inevitably quickened a bit.

"Hey--" Someone stopped in front of her and grabbed her arm.

The strong smell of alcohol wafted into her nose. Wen Yuxiao tilted her head uncomfortably and coughed twice. Facing this disaster, she was shaking with fear, her mind was blank, and she had no other thoughts except repeating the word "help".

She first tried to shake her arms vigorously, but not only did she fail to shake them off, she was also picked on by the three drunks: "What are you doing? We just want to talk to you." With hoarse and vague words, the three drunks surrounded her.

Help... Help, help! ! ! !

Under extreme tension, her mind suddenly became clear at a certain moment, as if she had entered a mysterious space, came into contact with the consciousness of more people, and heard many people's surprised exclamations. But this strange feeling was only a momentary one. She blinked and came to her senses, only to see the drunk's terrifying and ferocious face before her.

A nauseous feeling came over her and she clenched her palms, which were covered in sweat.

Just as one of them reached out to pull her, suddenly in Wen Yuxiao's field of vision, a conspicuous flesh color appeared on the neck of the man closest to her. It was another person's slender white arm wrapped around it, suddenly tightening it.

It was unknown how hard he'd used, but the drunk let out a "uh," his face flushed until it almost turned purple, and he passed out. The other two, their alcohol-soaked brains still too busy to react, stared in amazement at the sudden appearance of this girl. Before they could even utter a word or strike, they were each kicked in the groin and fell to the side, wailing in agony.

The situation was reversed in an instant. The newcomer said nothing and made the three drunken adult men lose their ability to resist instantly, and they could only fall to the ground like garbage.

"Ah?" Wen Yuxiao was rescued so quickly that she hadn't reacted yet.

Instead, the girl came to her first and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

The feeling of escaping death made Wen Yuxiao burst into tears. The belated fear and terror surged into her heart. She wiped her tears and thanked him incoherently: "I'm fine, thank you, thank you so much, I..."

The girl handed her a tissue at the right time, patted her back comfortingly, and held her hand: "How about we leave here first?"

Wen Yuxiao nodded randomly, comforted by the warmth of the palm of someone's hand, and sat down with the person on a bench not far away. From here, they couldn't see the place just now, and being away from the scene also made her calmer.

The girl was very kind. She handed Wen Yuxiao a bottle of water and two candies. Then, feeling that this was not enough, she handed the whole bag of snacks she had been holding to him. She awkwardly comforted the still-crying Wen Yuxiao, "It's okay, it's okay. I chased them all away. Wherever you live, I'll take you back."

The kindness from a stranger made Wen Yuxiao a little emotional at this moment. She couldn't help but throw herself into the other person's arms and cry loudly while hugging him.

The girl was stunned at first after being hugged, and then, taking advantage of the fact that Wen Yuxiao couldn't see her expression, she raised the corners of her mouth, and light blue data streams flashed in her glass-like eyes.

In the blind spot of the two girls, at the place just now, three drunks were still there, one of them was lying on the ground and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive, and two of them were in so much pain that they couldn't even stand up. They knelt on the ground, shivering and cursing what the hell was so strong.

Click, click.

They heard the sound of leather shoes clattering on the ground, and they thought it was someone passing by, enjoying the show, so they opened their mouths rudely: "What are you looking at? Get out of the way!"

The newcomer stopped dead in front of them. They looked up, hoping to scare him, but instead fainted. The red light of the camera flickered, like someone's calm breathing. The terminal controlled the bionic man, who handled everything and left humming a song: "Sterilization surgery, three successful cases."

There was a sudden calmness here as if nothing had happened, and even the three men lying with the garbage were in perfect harmony.

Wen Yuxiao had no idea what was going on. After being patiently coaxed for a while, she calmed down and blushed, and apologized repeatedly.

The girl walked Wen Yuxiao back to the cabin, and after exchanging contact information, she insisted on giving her a large, heavy bag of snacks. Wen Yuxiao couldn't accept such kindness, but the girl put the bag down and disappeared.

She was a little overwhelmed and took the snacks back into the house. Her friend had not returned from get off work yet. The old second-hand communicator lit up with a blue light. It was a message from a new friend she had met today.

The chat was very pleasant. The girl told her her name was Fang Yu and that she liked to help others whenever she had the chance. She and her brother currently ran a cafe near the school and welcomed Wen Yuxiao to come over for a visit.

Fang Yu was a talkative and cheerful person, probably around her age and still in school. They had a lot in common, often chatting about the same novels and studying. He kept trying to comfort her, telling her not to take today's experience to heart, as who knows, those three people might be castrated tomorrow.

Wen Yuxiao didn't chat for long before she prepared to wash up and go to bed. Her friend would be back later, so she put a note on the bag of snacks, indicating that these were things that someone else had temporarily stored there.

On the other side, Fang Yu and her brother were standing by the communicator together. After saying "goodnight," they exchanged a glance. Their similar faces and synchronized movements looked quite strange at the moment. Then they both smiled and sighed in unison, "We were the ones who hugged Mother first."

The terminal uploaded the data of the female bionic man's contact with Wen Yuxiao, and processed the footage captured by the camera today, changing it to show three drunkards who accidentally fell and hit a trash can on the side of the road, resulting in physiological disability and fainting in the garbage dump due to excessive pain.

"But the priest has been exposed." The terminal sensed the data coming from the main body and knew that tonight would definitely not be peaceful.

At that moment, the Queen's distress signal was clearly transmitted to the minds of every Zerg through the Zerg's cluster consciousness network. Now everyone was in chaos and had to hold a meeting. The priest was being troubled by several queens.

But what does this have to do with him? He was hugged by his mother today. He wants to lock up this data and keep it for himself from now on.

At night, Wen Yuxiao fell into a dream. The white-haired man came up to her with an unusual frown on his face. He held her hand with concern and asked, "Are you okay, Your Highness?"

Did he know what happened today? Wen Yuxiao was filled with suspicion. After being counseled by Fang Yu for a long time, she had calmed down and was able to think more. So she shook her head and asked, "How did you know?"

Could it be that he had been monitoring her the entire time? Thinking of the time when she was extremely sensitive to the cameras' sight, she pursed her lips and tried to recall what else was wrong in her daily life.

"Your Highness," the priest confided the truth, "You have just connected to the cluster consciousness network and sent a distress signal to all Zerg. Now the fleet is ready to set sail. No matter what happened, please let us come over first, okay?"

Huh? What? What are you talking about? Wen Yuxiao was stunned when she learned the truth. She felt like her whole body was about to break apart.

This news was like a bolt from the blue to her. She had an impression of the cluster consciousness network, but in the original text, this setting was only described in a few simple sentences, and the author didn't seem to be very clear about it. Being able to share one's thoughts with other Zerg in an instant was its main function just for fun.

But she had just used this thing to call for help from all the Zerg in a state of extreme panic and fear. It was like she had hijacked the account of a group with millions of daily active users, whose original owner had been missing for decades, and suddenly tagged everyone, "I have an urgent matter, please V-tag me 500!"

The actual situation was even worse than this. The queen bugs in the conference room threw away their composure and started arguing loudly. The queen was not there anyway, and some of them even revealed their true forms and prepared to fight.

The brawl was unanimously targeting the scholar and priest sitting in the front row. The neutral terminal trying to mediate had its clone destroyed ten minutes earlier, leaving it a pile of scrap metal lying quietly in the corner. The priest closed his eyes, engaged in a mental connection, while the scholar, facing five people alone, sat in silence, watching their madness with a look of contempt.

But only I know the anxiety and uneasiness in my heart.

"What should I do then?" Wen Yuxiao said, tugging at the end of her hair and twisting it around her fingers in distress. "I didn't mean to do it. It's okay now. Why don't you go and explain it to them?"

The priest rarely refused her: "No, they won't believe me."

That's right, we are all administrators. Why should others believe you when you say that the group leader is fine? Wen Yuxiao began to get anxious again. She didn't want to see other Zergs, and she couldn't think of a good solution.

"But they will believe you, Your Highness," the priest said softly. Their hands remained clasped. He cupped her cool fingertips in his palm, hoping to give her courage and to soothe his own uneasy heart. "Only if you intervene will they calm down."

If Wen Yuxiao had not been standing here intact at this moment, and the terminal had not reported to him what had happened and the results of the handling, he should have been standing in the cockpit of the starship at this time, ordering the star destroyer cannon to be turned on, charged and aimed.

But as soon as he saw her and confirmed that she was safe, his heart settled down again, and he quietly put his other hand, which showed its original form and looked more hideous when his emotions became difficult to control, behind his back.

"Then what should I do?" Wen Yuxiao felt that he had no choice but to trust the priest at this time, although he also suspected that this was an inducement trap. Once everyone admitted that it was him who logged into the group owner's account, it would be really difficult to take off the vest in the future.

But if we don’t do this, according to the other party, the Zerg’s war fleet will set sail!

The priest got what he wanted, raised a reassuring smile, and looked into Wen Yuxiao's eyes: "Believe me."