Chapter 51 A Love Story of 500 Million Gold
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[…
Joshua Warsaw is gone.
The departure was as fast as a flash of silver lightning. In the blink of an eye, the silver light disappeared, and only the mess in the medical tent proved who had been there.
Joshua Warsaw left behind a puzzling statement and disappeared, but his presence is still everywhere.
For a short while, I couldn't forget the look in his eyes.
Back then, I didn't have any good impression of this advanced species and didn't deliberately remember his appearance or personal characteristics.
But, to be fair, Joshua Warsaw does have a good-looking face with beautiful bones and smooth skin. His looks are worthy of the spotlight no matter where he is.
He had shiny silver hair and skin that was too white to look like a female soldier, which made his deep blue eyes look very dazzling.
The pair of blue eyes stared at me, the eyeballs trembled slightly uncontrollably, and the pupils were out of focus. These details made Joshua Warsaw look abnormally excited. There were many red blood vessels on the surface of his eyeballs, showing that his brain had suffered a fatal injury, his nerves were compressed, and his organs were swollen.
But that night, he was dressed in new clothes, and Theodore and I were the real patients in the tent.
I have treated many patients, some of whom were military girls who were deeply infected with alien bacteria and used painkillers without restraint. Taking too much painkillers would destroy the insect immunity and induce an excited poisoning state.
Joshua Warsha that night was like an unstable drug addict who had taken too much drugs. He was staring at me with a terrifying aura around him, as if I was the most terrifying existence in the tent, and it was worth him trying his best to resist and prepare for a counterattack.
Seeing this terrifying look, my whole body ached, goose bumps danced on my skin, and my heart beat faster. He really made me scared.
My fingers were shaking, and my eyes might have revealed my thoughts. He suddenly shut his mouth, took a step back, and disappeared into this Christmas Eve.
For the next three months, he disappeared from my life. No trouble, no inquiries, and no medical examinations that I was most worried about.
But, those blue eyes sometimes appear in my dreams.
Those were a pair of eyes full of emotions, on the verge of collapse, full of pain and expectation.
For several years after I lost my foster father, I would often see this look in the mirror.
I have.
The pain comes from losing the insects that depend on you for survival.
Expectations? What is Joshua Warsaw expecting?
I ordered myself to forget about those blue eyes, ordered myself not to guess about a higher species, this is a danger signal, I can't put myself in danger.
Female worms have many chances in their lives, but I don’t. I only have one irreversible chance.]
[I smell something wonderful. Why did you emphasize the order? Your Excellency, you actually feel it, don't you? 】
[Damn it, the good looks of the higher races really take advantage! ]
[Stop talking nonsense! Mr. Milan is calm and rational. He has worked hard to become the head of a military-level medical department. He has encountered so much backstabbing, bullying and oppression along the way! It is normal for him to be suspicious and worried! ]
[A passing bug would complain, "Can you, the privileged higher species, have some sense? It's disgusting. You have all the power and advantages, but you still want to be underwear thieves. You don't do anything that is not appropriate for a bug!"
[You call Joshua a privileged high-class? That's it? Him? I think you know nothing about the world of privileged high-class! ! First, he didn't expose your secrets, second, he didn't use his status to seek benefits nearby, and third, he hid it for a few months and put it in the flattering behavior of applying for a date. This Joshua applied for a date for 400 years and still couldn't touch the hand of Master Milan! He is a shitty privileged high-class, timid and cowardly, and he doesn't do anything unbecoming of a privileged high-class! Expel Joshua from the privileged high-class status! ! ]
【？ 】
[You guys are a bunch of high-level people, there must be something wrong with your brains. 】
[Your teacher Fate: It doesn't matter, I will take action. ]
[…
Three months later, the construction of the Second Legion's main base was 80% complete. All that was left was the transportation of heavy weapons to the ground and the settlement of scientific and technological groups in the newly built scientific city. Then the Wasp Legion's new base could be put into use.
My temporary post in the First Army was officially terminated, and I was very happy to leave.
But, after the good news, bad news came right after.
Since the Second Legion's base has not been fully repaired, the First Legion will send troops to temporarily guard it to prevent the tide of monsters from the Black Hole Gate from rushing back and destroying the newly built base of the Second Legion.
Back then, the relationship between the First Legion and the Second Legion was indeed not harmonious, but when facing a swarm of alien beasts, the Zerg always stood united.
Otherwise, the First Army would be very happy to see the new base that the Second Army spent a huge amount of money to repair fall apart again.
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Joshua Warsaw became the temporary commander of the 1st Army.
What a nightmare.]
[It seems that this is not an illusion. The image of the Wasp Legion is in Teacher Fate's story. Why, why emmmmm? ]
[I have heard that before the Capital Alliance and the Protection Court were established, the exchanges between the ten legions were not as friendly as they are now. At that time, there was also a war of replacement. His Excellency Milan was affected by the war and lived a life of displacement. ]
[The position-changing battle is a bloody one. Once it starts, all subordinate stars will be affected immediately. It would be strange if the relationship could be good.]
The anchor Fate became extremely popular, with real-time online comments reaching over 100,000 per second. Soon, viewers noticed the positive description of the Second Legion and began to discuss it.
[However, the cohesion of the Wasp Army is really terrifying. From the part where Mr. Milan is constantly treating the wounded soldiers, we can see that if the Wasp Army is strong, they can build a new camp star in three months! That is the main camp star! They really fight day and night, fighting wildly in the star sea, and they are all pure iron-blooded gods of war! ]
[Pure iron? Is it this iron-blooded warrior Theodore who drools when he speaks, has a big tongue and calls out the wrong name, and is super crybaby? Funny]
The Wasp Army lurking in the live broadcast room: Haha, this is really a social disaster. Sad emoticon.
[…
However, it was because Joshua Warsaw took over as the interim conductor that the subsequent story happened.
Back then, the First Legion had no intention of sending troops to garrison the Second Legion. The fact that they were able to lend a hand and take in the survivors of the Second Legion was because they were all from the same Zerg clan.
I have said that the relationship between the ten legions in the early 1600s was not harmonious, and they were more like competitors trying to establish their own kingdom.
It was Joshua Warsaw who lobbied various parties and mobilized the power of his family to facilitate the dispatch of troops to garrison and provide assistance.
At that time, I had no idea about this.
I also didn't pay any attention to this majestic major general of the First Army. Even if he was injured, he would not be sent to my work area because the First Army has a special medical tent.
If it weren't for the fact that there was a tidal backflow of aliens later, rushing through the black hole gate and pointing the sword at the newly built camp of the Second Army.
I thought that Joshua Warsaw and I would never have any contact again in our lives.]
[Wasp Legion base fragmented +2]
[I am laughing to death! The whole article is fictional, but! Is it true that the Second Wasp Army’s base was destroyed three times in history? Hahahaha! ]
[2000 Wasp Army: Teacher Fate, you can be more free! ]
[What do you mean by a magnificent image but a 5-second experience card? Hahaha! ]
[…
I don't know how he did it.
I have said that the Second Army's base has not been completely renovated. It still needs the scientific department to move in and install various sophisticated lines, including technologies such as planet-wide GPS communications and anti-interference radios.
The first thing the returning beast tide destroyed was the Science City, which had not yet been built. After destroying everything, they turned around and headed for the Hospital City, intending to cut off the most important support base for the entire planet.
It was an attack that came without warning, and I was still in the middle of a vaginal replacement surgery when I heard the sirens going off throughout the city.
The disaster came like a heavy rain, and it seemed as if I was back to the day when I lost my adoptive father.
It's dark.
The Science City was destroyed, a global power outage occurred, and the power supply cycle in the Hospital City persisted for a while before also going out.
The wind is howling.
No one could have imagined that we would be attacked on our own camp planet. On that day, the hospital city had no military defense, and the herd of alien beasts rushed in and feasted on the injured and immobile female soldiers in the hospital.
Everything is hot.
I was running and my assistants were protecting me. They knew I had a genetic disease and that my physical fitness was not as good as that of healthy female soldiers. Their process of joining the military was much more formal than mine, and they could just pick up their guns and go to the front line.
So, each of them, like a true military heroine, paved a life-saving escape route for me.
"Run forward, teacher, run forward!!!"
"Left, don't go left, the overpass over there is broken! You don't have wings, you can't fly over!!"
"Go up to the ventilation duct, and push harder, teacher, quickly, forward, forward! Put your hand out..."
I climbed up the ventilation duct and went in. My white coat left a long trail of blood.
That's not my blood.
Three months ago, my assistant wanted to take the blame for me and go to jail for me.
He had a weird heroic complex, and now he had fulfilled that wish.
He stood at the mouth of the pipe, his body turned into a wall of flesh, blocking the approaching death for me.
…
Sorry for that blunder, and thank you for the handkerchief.
I am not a naturally calm and rational insect.
My insect life has not been smooth sailing.
I have been on the run since I was born, brushing shoulders with death every day. At that time, I was still young, and I didn’t know that the bugs I knew today would never appear again tomorrow.
It seems that every response, friendship, expectation, dependence, and prayer I give to the world has a time limit, and I am not worthy of having a long-term, stable life and emotional projection object.
Later, I realized that it was just because I had a narrow vision when I was young, I was exposed to few things, and the world was small.
But there was a time when I thought I was the unlucky one.
I am a male worm, and I have known it since I could read.
My adoptive father loved me very much, but his love was fearful, cautious and guilty. He would tell me the story of my biological father, my family background, how I was born, and how I was born to enjoy the love of everyone.
The adoptive father said: So, Milan, don’t be afraid of this world. When the world gets to know you, it will definitely love you.
You must live a long, long time, and live to the end of your life.
However, things did not develop that way.
As I worked my way up the ranks, I came into contact with more and discovered that male insects are indeed the center of love in the world.
But, what about my beloved insects?
If my identity was discovered and I was taken back to my family, the first person to be executed would be my teacher.
Not those big insects with noble status and great power in the eyes of cats.
It was Teacher A who first taught me how to tie a hemostatic bandage, held my fingers, and corrected my position with a scalpel.
It was Teacher B who first taught me about guns, bullets, and bombs, and how to quickly prepare various chemical and medical poisons.
They are the many teachers who have appeared in my life and taught me how to survive, maintain life, and understand this world.
Hiding the whereabouts of Mr. Male Insect or hiding him is a serious crime punishable by death.
They will be sentenced to death for kindness and love.
From then on, I began to pay attention to my words and actions. I did not have physical contact with strange insects, did not make close friends with them, did not project emotions onto any insects, and did not become dependent on any insects.
I am not a germaphobe. My first cradle was the arms of my foster father. He was always on the run, and my first knowledge of him was through sweat and blood.
Before I was three years old, I thought my adoptive father was made up of sweat, blood, and a smelly odor.
I developed the habit of daily disposable items because I was worried that these items would be contaminated with hormones.
I've had hormone surgery on myself, but I can't completely remove the glands because then I would lose my vitality and slowly die.
After losing my adoptive father, the world suddenly expanded and turned into a dark forest. I walked in it carefully, always on guard.
…
But, when I was once again protected by my assistants in turn in the beast tide, and was carried to a safe place like a fire, they now fell behind me one by one, and could no longer laugh heartily, raise a toast to celebrate, or run away with their arms folded in joy after I said they could rest, shouting that they were finally alive!
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In the ventilation duct.
Fear, regret, and self-hatred flooded my heart again.
If, if I hadn't been here from the beginning, their fate would have changed, they could have seized the best opportunity, escaped, flew out the window, and soared high.
The ventilation ducts at that time were very dark, and the air was surging, as if there were really dead souls crying.
At that time, my psychological defenses had collapsed.
At that time, I tried to crawl forward, but it was completely mechanical. I was sluggish and collapsed. Amidst the screams of ghosts, there seemed to be the earnest expectations of my assistants: Teacher, crawl forward, try harder, escape, and move forward.
The ventilation duct was very long, and the darkness seemed to have no end. Outside the duct, the loud noise caused by the alien beasts was sometimes far away and sometimes near. At that time, according to my confused mind, there was actually no way to escape.
The ventilation ducts in the hospital city are interconnected and the exits are extremely far away. Even if the alien beasts can't hurt me, I will starve to death in the ducts.
Then, after the Wasp Army passes through the black hole portal, kills back, and cleans up the disaster site, they will begin to send out search and rescue teams to search the world.
The advanced sound detection technology will find the bodies of all the soldiers of the same race on the planet.
Including me.
Think about it.
Can the Wasp Legion, which has suffered disasters twice, still bear the crime of killing the male insect?
Before the establishment of the Capital Alliance and Protection Court, the predecessor of the Male Insect Protection Law was the Prisoner Star Code.
Prisoner Star will send bugs to inspect, trace back to the source, and dig out all my files.
If any of the students I taught were still alive, they would die.
If my superiors and the commander-in-chief were still alive, they would convict me, demote me, and impose huge fines.
Remember, my genetic level is B, and the males of 1600 are more genetically pure.
I grew up in the midst of wandering and was old enough to join the army. My height was 189 cm, taller than the average female.
My biological dam and sire have extremely excellent genes, and my gene level is B. It’s just that when I secretly tested my genes for the first time, the testing equipment I had access to was an antique.
When the search and rescue team finds my body, they will collect it, dress me up and wash me in the morgue.
After the exposure, they took my blood and hormone fluid for testing.
And then, the Wasp Legion was finished.
This is my second home and I can't let this happen.
…
Hey, hey, look at me, relax, yes, breathe, breathe.
Look, I'm still sitting here, telling you about the past, and I'm fine.
Don't cry, child.
If you don't stop crying, Joshua will come and ask you to leave.
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Just like the last time, my lower back was broken by the steel frame and I was on the verge of death, and Joshua appeared.
At that time, I could hardly breathe. The air in the ventilation duct was getting less and less. The monster tide must have trampled on other ducts, blocking the duct from front to back. At that time, I thought I would never get out again.
I took off the nameplate on my uniform and threw it down the tilted pipe. I am a doctor and I always carry strange chemical reagents with me. Coincidentally, I am always on guard, so there are many powerful reagents that can destroy corpses and eliminate traces hidden in my coat and uniform.
I decided to…Joshua, get out, this is my interview, don't make me warn you a second time.
…
I decided to set myself on fire, to destroy my body, which was the future I had envisioned for myself at the time.
The disappearance of my gender-specific corpse is good for everything, including my living teachers, friends, bosses, students, and general managers, and many other beings who occupy a certain position in my life.
Before I succeeded, I heard a loud noise of destruction and dismantling coming from the closed pipe. I was too weak to raise my head and couldn't tell whether it was a monster or rescue.
I tried to open the bottle with trembling hands. The loud and chaotic sound of iron tearing came closer and closer. Someone crawled up to me, knocked the reagent out of my hand, and dragged me out of the darkness.
At first, I didn't know who it was.
This bug carried me out, took off his military uniform and covered my head with it. His breathing was very loud, as if there was a hole in his chest, and he was gasping for breath, with a heavy tone of crying in his breathing.
I thought of Theodore, the only crybaby I'd ever seen.
But Theodore did not have that power.
I closed my eyes, the uniform was covering me, and I was still in darkness.
Later, I found out that I had been crawling in the pipe for two whole days and could not see the light immediately after coming out because my eyes would not be able to bear it.
The beast tide lasted for four days on the Wasp Base Star. When this bug rescued me, the disaster was still continuing.
In this soft darkness, I heard the amazing artillery fire from the armor, the shrill and continuous buzzing of buzzing birds, the screams and rages of countless female soldiers, and the never-ending waves of bullets like the waves of the ocean.
The soft darkness isolates everything, and I smell a familiar and friendly fragrance.
Before I frequently performed hormone surgeries on myself, I smelled my hormones, which had a light minty, very refreshing smell that could be completely suppressed by spraying them with disinfectant.
Even if a passing military woman smells it unexpectedly, I can immediately explain that it is disinfectant spray and I am going to the operating table.
I didn't expect the perfume in this military uniform would smell like mint.
It's not the traditional cultivated ice mint. I can smell it. It's a blended mint mixed with lemon scent. It's very similar to the hormones of my insect. I'm confused by it myself.
At that time, I was immediately shocked.
My mind was in a mess and I was already in a state of panic, so instead of soothing me, the smell drove me crazy.
I struggled so hard that the bug barely managed to hold me.
But soon, the bug began to speak.
He held me tightly without opening his military uniform. He kept reassuring me through the layer of protection between us.
"Don't panic, don't be afraid, everything is fine, you haven't been discovered."
"I promised, I promised with everything, you were safe, you are still safe, nothing was exposed."
"Milan, I won't lie to you. I will never lie to you. Please be quiet. We will pass the war zone immediately. Milan, please."
At that time, I recognized it as Joshua Warsaw by his voice.
He begged me for a long time, repeatedly, and made soothing sounds from time to time. The warm embrace and soft darkness soothed me.
I couldn't speak. Two days of mechanical crawling and lack of water made me extremely weak.
All I could make were faint breathing sounds and discordant, hoarse whispers.
When Joshua heard me make that sound, he cried even harder.
The suppressed and desperate crying made me feel even worse and my head started to ache.
I used all my strength, and before I passed out, I said to him: Stop crying.
In fact, there is another sentence after that: Your noise makes me upset.
Before I could say anything, I heard Joshua sobbing even louder before he fell into coma.
Oh my God, why does he cry more horribly than Theodore?
…
When I woke up again, I was in a high-end ward.
It's really a bit Ptsd.
Because Joshua was sitting in the room.
But this time, when Joshua saw me wake up, he immediately stood up and picked up his military jacket beside him. His expression was tense and calm. I had a vague idea that as long as I frowned slightly, he would leave immediately and never linger.
I didn't frown, I observed him.
He didn't have time to change his clothes, so his military jacket was wrinkled, his white shirt was wrinkled, and there were dirty fingerprints on it.
I am not narcissistic, the fingerprints seemed to be mine. Later it was proved that they were indeed mine.
Joshua Warsaw is always dressed in bright and beautiful clothes every time he appears in front of me.
This was the first time I saw him looking so shabby and dirty.
His silver hair was still shiny, but it was all hanging down. You wouldn't know it until you saw it, but without blow-drying his hair, he actually had soft hair and couldn't even hide his styling.
This bug is really strange.
There he stood, tall and strong, with all his limbs intact, but I looked like a badly injured military henchman.
Since I joined the army, I have taken over the rotation of injured and sick servicemen and women, but not 100,000, at least 10,000.
Death, pain, fear, and other emotions are common among my patients, and I am familiar with these qualities and auras.
As long as I am willing to look Joshua Warsaw in the eye, I can immediately tell how strangely disconnected his temperament is from the whole insect.
This was the second time I was nearly killed and he saved me.
I can't ignore it anymore.
I asked him, "How did you find me so accurately again?"
I did it on purpose. I realized that he cared about me very much, so I tentatively called out his name softly.
"Joshua."
I took advantage of his abnormality. I was not kind to everyone. I said weakly and tenderly, "Don't lie to me, Joshua."
All the dignity that this superior species had managed to maintain collapsed in an instant.
His legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees in front of me, but, obviously, he was an excellent military heiress, and he managed to control himself halfway down to his knees and sat back onto the sofa.
Upon closer thought, the two rescue plans that were predicted in advance were obviously a huge secret.
To speculate in a more serious direction, if this extremely precise prediction and execution were applied to military operations, what a terrifying and brilliant achievement it would be.
But Joshua Warsaw didn't hesitate at all. I just asked him and he told me everything.
…
The answer to the mystery that follows is so shocking and unbelievable that I can only give you a brief summary.
Joshua’s first sentence scared me again.
He said he was reborn.
From the darkness of death, return to the light of life, return to the most regrettable node of insect life, make up for the past, and save the future.
I don't understand.
I didn't understand from the first sentence.
How is it possible for insects to be resurrected?
My expression must have been hilarious. Joshua choked up.
But as Joshua told his story, my expression gradually became serious.
He told me the story of my first half of life.
Things I have never told anyone else are known only to me, only to my adoptive father, and to Joshua.
Not only that, Joshua also said that in a month, the Wasp Legion will be hit by the Black Hole Gate again, and finally reluctantly move its base star to the Ursa Minor constellation for reconstruction.
I was immediately shocked by this terrible prophecy.
The Wasp Army can't take another beast wave attack!
I tried to question him, but everything he said about me was correct!
It was so real that it gave me the absurd thought that the whole world might be a huge conspiracy.
But why would a privileged higher species of female insect plan this conspiracy?
Is he in his right mind?
If there is nothing wrong with his brain, he only needs to wait until he is old enough and earn enough contribution points, and the family will match him with a noble lady.
Why would you spend so much time on a male insect like me whose origins are unknown?
If what he said was true, how could this foresight ability, which should be protected, be used only on me?
Of course I asked.
But Joshua said, I don't remember.
He said he no longer remembered anything except me.
I know he must have many secrets.
It's not the right time to ask now. Our relationship is not deep enough for him to reveal everything.
I still find it hard to accept.
This is all very unscientific.
But, it happened.
The exciting information made my heart beat faster. The instrument issued a shrill warning, and he immediately came over nervously, at a loss as to what to do.
I glanced at the instruments, began to adjust themselves, and immediately they quieted down.
He stood by my bed, as nervous as...
My vigilance suddenly returned to me, and a horrifying thought formed in my mind.
Could it be that in Joshua's future, my identity was exposed and I was captured and taken back to the family?
Otherwise, how would he know me!
I was in the Second Army, he was in the First Army, and the relationship between the two armies was terrible!
Suddenly, I forgot about predicting the future, wars, and the black hole gate. The only thing left in my mind was the terrifying thought of my identity being exposed.
I asked him tremblingly, "What is my relationship with you in the future?"
Joshua froze for a moment, worry and tension still lingering on his face, but I could also clearly see that his facial muscles were trembling.
He was afraid, too, and not only that, he was trying to deceive me.
He didn't want to say it, and I didn't know whether it was about my relationship with him or about my future.
I once again cunningly spoke in a weak and gentle voice: "Joshua, don't lie to me."
But, the way he acted scared me even more.
He seemed to have made up his mind and refused to give in.
My heart sank, and the slight good impression I had of him for saving me twice began to fade away. I regained my composure.
I said cruelly and sarcastically, "Joshua Warsaw, you are in love with me."
"If you don't want me to hate you forever, you'd better tell the truth."
Joshua froze in place, his proud head slowly lowered, his throat twitching, his masseter muscles bulging, and he didn't look directly at me.
"You...you are me."
My hands hidden under the quilt were shaking. I hoped I wasn't his master. No.
"…My brother's hero."
I relaxed so suddenly that I realized the absurdity of it only later!
Wha…what?
I was stunned, and a series of code contents I had read before flashed through my mind.
"…The first time you saved me, you stuck out your tongue."
"Don't you have any legal thoughts in your mind?"
Brother? Brother!? I was almost stunned by the audacity of this female insect in front of me!
The law clearly states that brothers cannot share the throne. This is a violation of family law and a major disruption of inheritance rights! Especially in a family with an eldest son, if the second or youngest son dares to take action, he will not only be exiled, but he will even be castrated before being exiled!
What kind of lunatic is Joshua Warsaw?
I never thought that Joshua would be so angry at what I said.
For the first time, he lost all restraint in front of me, revealing his bestiality and absolute oppression.
However, his tears and loss of control burst out and he became a paper tiger.
"Don't always use the law to pressure me! It was the same before, and it's the same now! Look at me straight in the eye!"
I was stunned. He shouted so loudly that the alarm in the VIP ward sounded.
I wanted to sit up and turn it off.
My struggle to stand up brought him back to his senses, and he was the first to press the alarm.
This action brought Joshua back to his senses.
However, as his sanity and calm returned, Joshua did not get better.
He knelt on one knee beside my bed, looking as if he was about to collapse.
He didn't dare reach out to touch me, but just held on to the bed railing, lowered his head, and apologized in a low voice.
I felt that the inexplicable invisible collar was once again back around Joshua’s neck.
He kept apologizing:
"I'm sorry, please don't dislike me or hate me."
"Don't ignore me, don't walk away from me."
"Shall we switch?"
"My secrets, my future, you use them to protect yourself."
“It’s very useful. Very useful.”
"Don't you want to know the future and change it?"
I didn't say anything.
Joshua's voice became quieter and quieter, until he finally dropped to his knees.
I looked at his head, which was shiny silver, with limp hair, and looked disheveled and pitiful. I suddenly realized that the proud look suited him better than the dirty one.
Then I thought, what if, he includes me in his future, and I have no impression of him now.
…The first time I saved Theodore, he broke his spine, was rescued by the search and rescue team, was directly exposed, and was taken away by the family.
Without my help, Theodore would have died on the operating table. Without my high-intensity medical mobilization, the Wasp Army would not have been able to regroup so quickly, but would still be repairing the base star... In this beast tide, the Wasp Army will suffer an unprecedented and devastating blow.
So that's how it is.
…
I said to Joshua, "Stop crying and lift your head."
"You are not fit to kneel, please stand up."
"Look at me, let's talk."
Joshua remained motionless for a long time.
I don’t understand again. If I talk to him in a normal manner, will he lose control of his emotions?
I looked at him carefully. He was really big. Even when he knelt down on his knees, his shoulders were higher than the bed.
I counted in my mind, and at the 900th second, Joshua spoke in a muffled voice and politely requested.
"Can you say that again?"
I suddenly felt a toothache-like sense of hopelessness. My God, this female insect didn't have a brain that matched her height at all.
I asked him what he wanted to hear.
Joshua just said, just look at me.
If this is the key code to open the future.
That's really too much for me.
I said, "Joshua, look up and look at me."
In his eyes, I saw a clear blue, beautiful and fragile sky.]
…
Shi Cunjin put down the computer, stood up and did a set of stretching exercises before sitting back at the table and drinking a glass of water.
When he was halfway through writing, the smart bracelet kept popping up special level messages, but Shi Cunjin ignored it. Now that he had finished writing the story, he opened the live broadcast room and observed the comment section.
This time, Shi Cunjin already had experience, so he turned off all the gift special effects to prevent his eyes from being hit by the dazzling light effects.
But! He was still shocked by the astonishing amount of gifts on the reward list.
Tonight, the cash flow of the [Knowledge] channel exceeded 500 million gold rupees, and Fate's anchor room accounted for 99%! This is just the result of 4 hours!
Shi Cunjin, an outstanding citizen of the 21st century, saw the news notification reflexively and subconsciously thought that he would receive an investigation call.
This level of turnover is simply terrifying! Shi Cunjin does not have a deep understanding of real finance and economics. He did not study it in college, and he does not play with stocks and funds after work. He just occasionally attends writers' gatherings and listens to their bragging.
Shi Cunjin remembered that at a writers' conference, a big name who wrote urban novels chatted at a dinner party, talking about everything from special economic zones to Asian finance, from Hong Kong to Wall Street.
It is said that the trading profit of a trader of a certain well-known company's stock averaged a daily net profit of 100 million over the past 36 days. This daily net profit of 100 million is enough to make the international economy sing the praises of Wall Street's return to its golden peak!
The anchor Fate can earn a lot of money in 4 hours a night. Even if the profits are shared with the platform and after tax, Shi Cunjin can still get a pretty scary pure profit!
Only now did Shi Cunjin truly understand what Hong Taoxin said.
The ten major legions are incredibly wealthy.
He immediately opened the comments section, ignoring the frantic "ahhhh" in the latest comments, and scrolled back up the timeline to observe what happened in the comments section tonight from the beginning!
As a result, he looked up and took a quick look. He didn't see many military girls having sex anywhere, nor did he see any discussion about real-time rewards of over 100 million. There was not a single comment about getting a phone call to check their income and money laundering.
All are:
Ahhhhh, call the police immediately, where is the Protection Court, people are planning to assassinate Fate, I am dedicating my heart to Your Excellency, and other messy comments.
Shi Cunjin:?
He leaned back in the soft chair to calm himself.
500 million rupees.
500 million in cash.
If this had happened in the 21st century, Shi Cunjin would have achieved financial freedom, quit the Internet, and the world would be his.
In the Zerg world, this is also a huge fortune.
Too much money will impact people's cognition. Shi Cunjin is a vulgar person and inevitably falls into chaos and inflation for a short time.
The smart bracelet kept ticking. Shi Cunjin looked down and saw the message about being number one on the special ranking list flashing like little stars.
Seeing Shi Cunjin staring at a point without saying anything, the system worriedly asked, "Teacher Shi?"
Shi Cunjin then let out a long sigh of relief: "Yeah."
I'm still in a dangerous place.
Don't let ecstasy go to your head.
Shi Cunjin got up and washed his face, and when he came back, he had regained his senses.
He reopened the comments section and began to focus on the impact of the story.
Since the story of the protagonist Milan returning to the Vespa from the First Legion, the overall commentary has tended to be hip-hop in style, with the audience happily complaining about the image problem of the Vespa Legion and jokingly calling them "one-day heroes."
As a result, the turn was unexpected, and the beast tide used lightning warfare to directly break through the Second Army's defense zone, turning this newly built base into a disaster paradise.
Since the protagonist Milan began to escape, a lot of comments have appeared in the comment section: ????
The comments clamoring to call the court of protection temporarily overwhelmed the normal comments, but soon, the comments cheering for Mr. Milan became the new main force:
[Yes! Get up! Oh my god, hurry forward! Mr. Milan, hold on! You are the protagonist! Teacher Fate will definitely write a rescuer! ]
[Come on, Milan! Don't lose to the monsters! Your students are doing the right thing! Your skills are the spark! Go forward!]
However, in the writing of host Fate, all lives are equal, and the soul-crushing blows come one after another.
The story comes to the point where the protagonist Milan begins to suffocate due to the thin air, and begins to hallucinate into a revolving lantern moment, which breaks the defenses of countless spectators:
【? What the hell! 】
[Fate, what are you doing? ? What are you doing? ? ]
[It’s not like that!!! Mr. Milan! No! You are not the child of misfortune!! You are very strong and you work very hard! Don’t think of yourself like that! ]
【Oh my god, how could this happen! 】
[Don't keep writing about realistic elements at this time! It's all fictional! Can you write something better? ]
【My heart is broken.】
[Because I love all the bugs I know, I don't want to go back. Mr. Milan is protecting them. They love each other. Ri** cried in front of his comrades. ]
【To be honest, I don’t understand the ridiculous idea that male insects are willing to protect female insects. What can they protect? Those romantic movies always promote this kind of talk, but the reality I have come into contact with tells me that it is impossible. However, if it is Mr. Milan, I am willing to believe that such a miracle really exists in the world. Every female insect in his life has helped him, protected him, and taught him to understand the world. Therefore, he is willing to go against the flow of the world for them and keep the secret alone.】
[Who is crazy? Oh, it's me! Fate, you better keep both eyes on duty tonight! ]
【It hurts.】
【You can live, you can live!!! See the story sequence!!】
[Live a long life, you must live a long life!! Sir Milan, you deserve it!!!]
…
[Your boy is finally here!!! Fuck fuck fuck quick!!]
[I’m crazy. Normally I’d be ecstatic when seeing hormones clearly pointing to me, but now I just want to see Mr. Milan move into the ward immediately! ! ! ! ]
…
…
The section where Milan fell into trouble and was rescued was the peak period for reward explosion.
At first, Shi Cunjin hadn't noticed it when he read the comments, but after looking at the reward account groups, he realized that most of those accounts that were howling like crazy in the comment section, giving advice, fighting with Fate, and getting heartbroken once a minute on average were military females.
The female soldiers before the show started: conspirators, careless dads.
The story ends with the female soldier crying bitterly, devoting her heart to Mr. Milan, and wanting to rush in to save the insects online.
The only thing that remains unchanged between the two changes is that they always insult Fit.
Military Female Flow: Does my calling Fate a bug have anything to do with the fact that I am a huge fan of Mr. Milan?
However, as Shi Cunjin read more comments, he slowly realized that it seemed that... the fan faction divided by [roommate] had only one name tonight.
We are all crazy military women.
…
Milan was rescued, and the tense and crazy atmosphere in the comment section eased for a moment. Turning around, the host Fate's immoral sword flew out of the sky.
Comment section: ...?
【What the hell???】
[Modern laws can no longer control you, Fate! ! ! ! ]
[Don’t even mention modern laws!!! How dare you step on the old laws from 400 years ago!!!]
That’s right, Shi Cunjin had previously picked out an interesting law from the information sent by Anushka.
Around 1500-1600, it was a serious illegal act for two brothers to share the same male ruler, as it involved the issue of the eldest son's inheritance rights. From the perspective of the female insect in power, it must be strictly guarded against.
Of course, it is not possible today in 2000. However, due to the increasing scarcity of Your Excellency, this old law was shelved and a new sperm freezing plan emerged.
The comments section was filled with people saying "Wow!". In today's age when sperm freezing is prevalent, the audience simply cannot bear to think about such a scene.
[…I’m a little overwhelmed at my age. Joshua is really awesome…When he gets crazy, he even dares to snatch the male master of his own brother…]
[Brother, I spoke too loudly, you are neither shy nor cowardly, you are the opposite of this sentence!!]
[If a subordinate committed an offense against his superior, even if his own brother beat him to death in 1600, it would not be against the law.]
…
[It's not a reset, it's a rebirth? Interesting. So in that case, it doesn't count as an offense against the superiors!!]
[Fuck, what about Joshua’s lines… you good boy? ? ]
【Combining the previous and the following, I understand. In Joshua's future, the rescue team of the First Legion came first. It was indeed he who first encountered the injured Milan. However, Milan was exposed at that time. According to the family interest exchange at that time, Milan's family and the Warsaw family were to marry, and the first choice was of course the eldest daughter of the Warsaw family.】
[It doesn't make sense. How do you explain happy birthday and miracles? If this is the case, Milan will definitely not be nice to any of the Warsaw family! ]久5②1/群6◇0②群83天天葷
[The case has been solved. Milan was able to marry even though he was paralyzed because his genetic level was really high! Even an old antique machine could test him to be B-level! ]
[How serious was Milan's paralysis? If his lower body was paralyzed, he should have lost his fertility, right?]
[Injecting hormones and drawing blood—is this something you can talk about? 】
[…Fuck, Fate, you are really good at this. You locked all the darkness in Joshua’s memory and rubbed it against the explosive point of the Protection Court. You have guts!!]
…
[Fuck, no! Milan, don’t be fooled! This Joshua is no good! He knows you very well, a million times! Is he trying to trick you by pretending to be the type of person you are most likely to be soft-hearted?!]
【＊＊＊＊: [Beware of crime, start by arresting Fate. ]】
【？ 】
[Hahahahahahahahaha! You forgot to change your account when you are the official operator of the Protection Court! ! ! ]
【Screenshot screenshot!!】
…
The repeated plain descriptions and subtle entry points made the audiences passionately involved. Compared with the fan groups of [Roommates] when they were serialized, which were torn into various factions, this time, they firmly became Mr. Milan’s cross-time and space relatives. They roared, they yelled, and they denounced Joshua, the bastard, for having bad intentions!!!
How could a lunatic who doesn't care about his family or the law really bow down to Master Milan? !
…
Shi Cunjin: ...
Is there no one discussing the rebirth plot? How did you guys become a bitch so quickly?
Fate creates readers, and Zerg readers create Fate, a win-win situation.
Shi Cunjin pinched his brows, retreated from the chaotic and exciting battlefield, clicked on the private message background, and read A567's private message.
SVIP A567: [---Video---] 21:01
【---Video---】22:01
【---Video---】23:01
【---Video---】23:20
【This mission discovered a newborn nebula while passing by. 】
[I noticed that you really like describing the sea of stars. See if it is suitable as material for your creation.]
【sdb***^……】00:05
[…The withdrawal time has passed.] 00:25
[Excuse me, Milan and Joshua, will they be okay in the future?] 01:45
【Like Carol and Fate, the "good" of legal marriage.】01:46
Shi Cunjin looked at the message time and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
Perhaps because of the frequent communications in recent days, Shi Cunjin could actually imagine that A567 had just returned from a mission and had not yet left the cockpit of the armor. After stabilizing, he first sent the recorded video to him and then started following the live broadcast.
From watching the number of tasks in the chat, I can feel that A567 may change his posture halfway through the pursuit, support his head with his hands, squint his eyes and slowly refresh his brain.
He was a little tired, but he could still play with the brain, and the new story was a good relaxation.
Halfway through, he sat up in shock, his hands loosened and his head nearly hit the operating panel. His hands touched the computer shell, triggering the primitive keyboard input method, which sent out a series of garbled messages, but because he was really paying attention to the story, he didn't notice it at all.
By the time I realized I had sent a garbled message, the withdrawal time had already passed.
…
@Fite: [Why is there garbled text?] 01:55
SVIP Standard A567: [This is not a code, don’t overthink it, I won’t do anything illegal. ]
SVIP Standard A567: [I slipped on the seat and my hand accidentally touched the hair.] 02:00
…
Black Shield.
Shi Cunjin leaned back in the soft chair, rubbed his tired face, and the corners of his lips did not droop.
It's really like this.