Chapter 14 An unexpected turn

Shi Cunjin woke up, still sleepy. He closed his eyes and sorted out his confused mind.

The twins woke up early, but were still curled up in a close position. Shi Cunjin wondered if they didn't feel their hands and feet were numb?

Shi Cunjin opened his eyes tiredly and turned on his smart computer to check the time. The jumping numbers showed that it was noon of the next day. It was still pitch black outside the plane window. The three tubes of nutritional supplements he had taken earlier were still taking effect. He did not feel hungry or thirsty.

Shi Cunjin first coaxed the twins to stand up, touched their arms with some concern, and asked softly, "Are your hands and feet numb?"

Luo Lai and Luo Li shook their heads in sync. Perhaps this was something they should be proud of. Luo Lai said in his usual timid voice, "Uncle, we are being trained."

Raleigh: "Longest time remaining motionless."

Luo Lai: “It can reach 12 hours.”

Raleigh: "Father love exaggeration."

Shi Cunjin: ...

He began to think for the umpteenth time that if it weren't for the system, this broken body of the F-rank male insect would have died before it could accomplish its mission.

"Praise...you guys are awesome."

Shi Cunjin took a deep breath, not knowing whether it was because his lumbar spine was so sore and swollen that he felt like he was going to break, or because of the original owner’s brother’s overly hardcore early education method.

You have to know that the biological age of twins is only... 4 years old! Even if they grow to an unscientific height of 130cm, they are still 4 years old!

What kind of superhumans are the Zerg?

Shi Cunjin stood up with some difficulty by holding on to the handrail. Fortunately, each seat in the lower-class cabin was designed to be very spacious, and the aisle was two meters wide. The twins helped their uncle stand up and helped him move his stiff hands, feet and waist.

They moved around for a while, and Shi Cunjin stood against the back of a chair for half an hour to circulate blood throughout his body before he sat back on the hard airline chair with sweat all over his neck.

The twins wanted to stick close to him again, but Shi Cunjin refused to squeeze in because he was sweating. Before the twins showed disappointment, he began to ask about the insect cubs' lives when they lived with their female father, the military female peers that the female father was familiar with, and other trivial matters.

The twins were very happy about this request to be "useful", and Luo Lai and Luo Li began to answer questions in a crosstalk-style speech.

Shi Cunjin listened patiently. Apart from speaking long sentences when mimicking adults' orders, the twins only spoke short words in daily life. And they had to speak together to make their words clear.

After a question-and-answer session that took an astonishing amount of time, Shi Cunjin not only learned some of the original owner's brother's experience in the army, but also got a clear understanding of the twins' educational level, cognitive level, and reaction level.

Luolai and Luoli's cultural education only goes so far as learning pinyin and vocabulary. If common sense is divided into 100%, they only have 20%.

They were educated by the original owner's brother to be the opposite of high intelligence but low ability, high ability but low intelligence.

Luo Lai and Luo Li are very proud of how they can clean up small creatures in just a few minutes, their high standards in moving targets, 20 flexible knife skills, how to quickly leave open wounds on prey that are difficult to heal in a short period of time, and how to hide their tracks.

The twins paused for a moment, their timid and dependent expressions revealing a subtle confidence that Shi Cunjin had never seen before. They sang in unison, "We are young."

"Hard bones."

"It can still grow."

“For the better.”

"To protect"

"Good uncle."

"Exaggeration."

"Exaggeration."

The two little children had envy on their identical faces. They held each other's hands and stood straight in front of their uncle, as if they were taking a test and were secretly happy with the answers they had handed in.

This is the most proud achievement of the insect cubs in their short years.

My uncle’s first thought was, is there no child protection law in this world? ?

"Do you get injured often?" Shi Cunjin asked them with a complicated expression.

The twins looked at each other, nodded, and quickly said, "It's a wasp."

"It's a female."

Luo Lai: "The wound heals quickly."

Raleigh: “So it’s okay.”

Shi Cunjin was speechless. He was silent for a while, then opened his arms to the twins.

The two little ones’ eyes lit up immediately, and like young swallows returning to their nest, they climbed onto their uncle’s chair to hug him.

They put their ears to Shi Cunjin's chest and listened quietly to their uncle's heartbeat. Their tense bodies relaxed in their uncle's arms. The dark silver whiskers on their heads were like cat's airplane ears, now hidden neatly in their hair.

Suddenly, a heavy burden called "education and protection" fell heavily on Shi Cunjin's shoulders.

This is common sense education that suffocates humanity.

The original owner and his brother are truly a perfect match. What do real brothers mean?

Shi Cunjin stroked the baby's head while sorting out the new information.

As for the twins, they lived in the military dormitory of their father for a long time, and began to receive militarized training after their bones hardened.

Occasionally the female father would bring friends over, not to chat and relax, but to ask the female soldier to teach them new ways of attack.

The female father is a sub-female and does not have the natural wing blades and exoskeleton spears of female insects. She does not know how to better train female insect warriors, so she will regularly invite military females from the wasp tribe to teach them how to use wing blades and spears.

At this point, the usually quiet younger brother Rowley spoke before his brother for the first time. He continued to express that his wing blade had been broken once, and the new wing blade that grew back had three more reverse thorns than his brother's, and the wing membrane was a little larger, so he could glide 200 meters more than his brother when gliding at high altitude.

Shi Cunjin refuses to delve into the childish talk, thinking that the children's version of Spartacus-style training is too early for human morality.

The twins were good at observing people's expressions and realized that their uncle didn't like to hear about their training process, so they immediately changed the topic and talked about the military hens that their father had invited.

Among the seven or eight military females who frequently come here, two of them come here regularly every month.

One is Uncle Misha from the Wasp Tribe, and the other is Norman from the Green Moth Wing Tribe.

Uncle Misha taught them how to use the spear needle, and Uncle Norman taught them how to use the wing knife.

Shi Cunjin asked them which one they felt closer to.

Unexpectedly, the twins were stumped by the question.

They were speechless, staring blankly at their uncle. From their expressions, Shi Cunjin could tell that they did not understand the meaning of the word "close".

Shi Cunjin: ...

A conversation takes one hour, and I want to call the police 100 times in 60 minutes.

The twins also realized that they had not done well, and stammered in a way that they could understand: "Hello, Uncle Norman."

“The training is effective.”

Rowley said, "He stepped on mine and broke it."

Luo Lai said: "Feather wings."

Rowley said, "So I became."

Luo Lai said, “Better.”

In one conversation, Shi Cunjin's morality and bottom line as a human being were beaten to pieces by the Zerg worldview.

He had difficulty extracting useful information from it.

Green Moth Norman is a child abuser, while Wasp Misha is average. After landing, if conditions permit and you need help, your first choice is to contact this Wasp Army Queen, Misha.

As for other common sense about the people's livelihood on the Black Shield Planet, the twins knew nothing about it.

Shi Cunjin could only apply his past experience to his imagination.

First, think of Vespa as the South Africa of the past.

The new planet immediately lowers the lower limit to the lowest level at the beginning, so no matter what happens, Shi Cunjin can accept it immediately and calmly.

Ah, these thirty thousand gold roubles are really a waste of money.

Shi Cunjin touched the smart bracelet. Quiet moments always make it easier for people to concentrate.

After three live broadcasts, he earned a lot of gold.

The first live broadcast earned about 140,000 yuan in Rupees.

The second live broadcast earned about 2.15 million yuan in Rupees.

The third live broadcast earned about 1.94 million yuan in Rupees.

Total wool collar weight 423w.

After deducting taxes from the platform's share, Shi Cunjin received about 2.4 million yuan.

It seems that the profit was cut in half, but it took less than 2 hours to earn more than 2 million.

After counting, it seems that there are more.

But Shi Cunjin knew that this was just an illusion.

The inflation on low-level planets is exaggerated, but the gifts in the live broadcast room include flower daggers worth 1-10 credit points, which shows that the purchasing power of Jinlu is not equal across the entire planet, but only on medium and high-level habitable planets, the purchasing power of Jinlu is normal.

On a lower-level planet, an interstellar plane starts at tens of thousands of gold. The most expensive reward in the live broadcast room, a mechanical battleship, is only worth 100,000 credit points, equivalent to 10,000 gold.

The most expensive gift on the platform is not even as valuable as an air ticket to a low-level planet. Does the platform not want to make money?

How is that possible?

Shi Cunjin touched the smart bracelet thoughtfully.

If my guess is correct, for lower-level planets to cross to middle- and higher-level planets, there is a terrifying chasm like a chasm in the sky.

There seems to be no shortcut for lower-level Zerg to cross the sea of ​​stars and go to medium-sized planets except to join the army.

The poorer the place, the less valuable money is.

Shi Cunjin thought again that in the past, if an ordinary person wanted to immigrate abroad, he not only needed proof of property, but also had to have a stable income. After landing, buying a house and a car, medical insurance and a series of commercial insurance were all huge expenses. Not only that, but you also had to get used to the local diet and lifestyle. People who were not used to the local climate and water could easily vomit and have diarrhea. If you were sick, it would be a pure expense during the off-season.

These two million gold roubles are far from enough for Shi Cunjin who has a child, not to mention that the story of the protagonists in the original novel is centered on a highly habitable planet.

This is a really bad hand...

Shi Cunjin sneered in his heart. He turned on the smart bracelet and turned on the anti-peeping mode as usual. The twins didn't make a sound and didn't look up out of curiosity. The two brothers would be quiet sometimes, and they really tried to become lifeless decorations.

Shi Cunjin was not panicked by the current situation.

When faced with a desperate situation, panicking is the stupidest way to deal with it, no doubt about it.

Moreover, his mind was like strong limbs, trying to climb up from the cliff of despair.

Shi Cunjin opened the entertainment website familiarly, entered the keyword "Fit" and started searching, and dozens of pages of videos appeared immediately.

Compared to the millions of pages of 'The Male Bug', the dozens of pages of 'Fate Wynn' are pitiful.

But these dozens of pages of videos were like new sprouts breaking through the soil, with plenty of staying power. Shi Cunjin clicked on those videos and watched Fate Wynne and Li Tara Jones, who were like bombs that made these trapped female insects dizzy and their emotions boil.

Until now, the [Knowledge] channel still has female insect anchors from different time zones broadcasting insults and analyses, where is the charm of these two damn female insects! One is a fool, the other is a fool, why can they attract the attention of Carol Saint?

See, this is the power and charm of knowledge.

Knowledge is the most powerful weapon in the world.

Shi Cunjin has already found the right way to master it.

He began drafting new novel fragments.

Thinking more about difficulties brings new inspiration to Shi Cunjin.

There are many planets in the Zerg Universe, and the female Zergs on the middle and lower planets are the backbone and screws of this world.

In the blink of an eye, 'Fate Wynne' was given a new background.

He checked the time, set two alarms, and focused on writing a new story segment.

As time passed, it was eight o'clock in the evening.

Teacher Fate's live broadcast room began to be flooded with waves of viewers.

They are accustomed to chatting in the comment section until the host lights up the live broadcast room.

[I can’t stand it. This live broadcast room is actually still normal. I thought the Male Insect Protection Court had already taken action! ]

[Have you figured out who Philavenxu is? ]

[Even Carol himself said that he remembered the name wrong, what's the point? Isn't it annoying to think about opening boxes all day long? 】

[Speaking of unboxing, I am dying of laughter. Do you guys know the gossip that came out of the Seventh Legion? Hahahaha, Wynn is also a big surname. I really think you found Fate Wynn! ]

【Grass???】

[Awesome! This deity? ? ]

[How is that possible? It's definitely not! That Fate Wynn from the Seventh Legion is a logistics officer!]

[Oh, this scandal, the unlucky guy with the same name was almost forced to commit suicide by several female superiors and members of the same group. ]

【Misery】

[What are you digging? The anchor dared to say that it must be a pseudonym. If it was a real name, the Male Insect Protection Court would have taken the anchor away long ago! ]

[Who is the anchor? Even the laws of the Male Insect Protection Court cannot restrain him! ]

[Could it be... um, a certain male insect? ]

[Are you an idiot? What's the point of you doing this, male insect? Do you think the privileges are not good enough, or do you think the money is not enough? They are so arrogant that they would feel sick just by looking at a middle-class military female. Why would they condescend to do a live broadcast? You might as well say that the anchor is a lonely female insect who is seeking revenge against society. She is crazy and is abusing each of us equally! ]

…

As the chat went on, the time came to 20:54. The comment section was much more enthusiastic than the first three times, and some people even started to play numbers.

【It’s almost there! 】

【Countdown! 9, 8, 7...】

[…2, 1! ]

The live broadcast room lights up on time.

【@Fate stay tonight

I have seen the Milky Way, but I only love one star. 】

As the familiar title appeared, the pixel man diligently planted words one after another on the whiteboard at the anchor's seat.

[My name is Carol Saint-Supéry and this is my story.

…

…

I entered Ottowen as a sub-female.

The new campus is overcrowded. A large number of new alien students have come here across the starry sky to learn how to become a killing weapon. There are surveillance and hormone detectors everywhere. The college supervision team that controls hormones has a total of 372 permanent locations in the new campus.

The third campus of Otuwen is unexpectedly large.

The school's security and finance departments have invested heavily in school affairs and accommodation management, which means that if I live in the new campus, I may have to return to Paris in less than a month.

I didn't compromise on that.

It's said to be a year, but even a month or a day less will not do.

My refusal to compromise caused headaches for the teachers.

But they finally agreed to move me to a new dormitory and moved Carol Sue's dormitory card to an old building in the old campus that almost no one visited.

My refusal must have seemed ridiculous to the teachers.

Their compromise was to consider whether I would lose control of my emotions, cause a scandal in a teenage campus full of female insects, and eventually return to the way I was five years ago.

I know.

As I get older, many things are like shells on the beach. The water recedes and I can see the coastline clearly.

I know what they worry about, so I always win.

The dormitories in the old campus were just as bad as I had imagined.

The guardian who has been hiding beside me and protecting me for a long time is even more agitated than me.

They were filled with mixed anger, the ferocious tentacles on their heads stood up straight, and the vicious aura that permeated their bodies was as evil as a ghost, as if the executioner had dug out their neck glands alive.

But without my permission, they would not cause trouble to the school.

This old dormitory has a desk bed, double bathroom, and a dedicated wardrobe.

This condition may be standard for military women.

But in my eyes, this can also be called a 'house'?

I think my teacher must be angry too.

They don't like to speak directly, and always like to subtly make me feel discouraged.

I'm not angry. Maybe you will find it strange that a male insect who has been enjoying life since birth would not be angry about such a bad environment.

But I just wasn't angry.

When I told my teacher that I wanted to study at Otuwan, I suddenly felt relieved.

It seemed that before this, my heart was tightened by several thin steel wires, and a stone was hung heavily under the steel wires.

The stone fell on me, making my body heavy, as if there was a life hidden in my flesh and blood, weeping every day.

But now, as I step foot on the land of Ottoman, I feel a peace I have never felt before.

I think from now on, it will be difficult for me to have emotional ups and downs about anything.

I felt neither angry nor humiliated. Under the nervous gaze of the guardians, I put the book in my hand on the bedside table by the window.

For the next year, I will be living with this simple and shabby thing.

Did Li Tara also go through this in the past?

Have you ever been like me, walking into a standard dormitory and feeling unfamiliar and uncomfortable with everything there?

However, you must have adapted better than me.

Just when I was about to have another bad memory, Fate appeared in front of me.

He kicked the door open with force like a gust of wind. The thin door panel hit the wall with force, making a loud noise and shaking off another wall of dust.

Fate Wynn was carrying a camouflage bag and a bunch of... luggage in his hands. He had deep eye sockets and brown hair. His face was filled with anger, making him look glaring and gritting his teeth, like the eye of a whirlpool, sucking all the anger within hundreds of meters around him, and finally solidifying it on his face, turning it into a terrifying expression that people could not avoid.

If this is another "subtle influence" from teachers.

They were almost there.

My first impression of Fate was terrible.]

The sudden reversal almost broke the waists of these female insects.

[Model A567:?]

[No, host, wait a minute? ]

【ah???】