Chapter 89: Fresh as Snow

Before departure.

Bill said to Luca, the wasp, "When we get to the young master's house, no matter how strange the young master looks, you can't make any noise or comment on him. Do you understand?"

Luka nodded obediently.

Bill turned to Tom and said, "Ronaldo just went through his growth spurt. Whatever he turns out to be, keep your mouth shut."

He looked up and down at Tom's clothes. A few days ago, Tom returned victoriously as a new soldier, and the Black Shield branch issued him three sets of military uniforms, complete with training expenses and daily necessities.

When I visited again today, Tom was wearing a new military uniform and carrying food rations that he had earned with contribution points. With the new star energy oil being produced and the Black Shield factories reopening, food rations were no longer so tight.

Tom's gift today was fruit and a heart full of gratitude.

Fruit is a luxury in Black Shield and is very suitable for expressing gratitude.

Bill nodded in satisfaction, and gave a final warning: "If you say one wrong word, I'll pull out your tongue."

Although Bill is a retired military female, Tom has just joined the army and has not gone through the formal procedures. His strength and experience are still not enough to compare with veterans like Bill who have been fighting on the battlefield for more than ten years. Bill's warning is very important and Tom nodded in agreement.

As a result, when he arrived at the place and saw his employer, the young master, Tom still couldn't control his mouth. A "wow" slipped out of his mouth faster than his breathing.

It was a rare day in Black Shield with no clouds, and the morning light was moderate. However, the curtains of this luxurious three-story building were tightly drawn, and the door that opened inwards was even darker. But the half face that was revealed behind the door... Tom couldn't think of a way to describe it for a moment, he just felt as if he had been scalded.

“…Please come in first.”

Bill and Tom didn't move. The bug behind the door called again, "Bill?"

"Ah. Come in, come in now." Bill walked forward, leading the wasp Luka.

Tom straightened his collar. He was originally full of confidence, but now he seemed to have turned into a bug with no future in the conscription office. He lowered his head and followed Officer Bill into the building quietly.

The lighting in the house was very poor. When they first entered from outside, they could only see Mr. Ronald's back.

Tom quickly adjusted to the dimness in the room and quietly and carefully observed the young master with the corner of his eye.

Sir Bill did not say what the young master's developmental defect was.

Tom could only observe for himself that the young master was dressed tightly, covering himself from head to toe, wearing thick trousers and gray socks on his feet.

The innermost piece of clothing was a black turtleneck, and the outermost piece was a loose-fitting gray long-sleeved sweater that hung down a few inches below the hips.

Black Dun is not a planet with a warm climate. It is dry and cold all year round. This style of sweater is very common in Black Dun. It is as loose as a sack, with dense stitches and moderate warmth retention.

But this bulky sweater does not look bad on the young master. He has well-developed limbs, a tall figure, neither uneven shoulders, nor a hunched walk. When he walks, his clothes sway, and occasionally you can see his slender waistline passing by.

Tom's eyes involuntarily glanced at the young master's head. In the dim light, the young master's hair was dark silver and combed neatly. His round ears were hidden between his hair. His skin was clean and without the skin scars that are common in sub-females after one week of adulthood.

Sub-females do not have scales or antennae, but they have the same glands and pigment sacs as female insects. The pigment sacs of female insects will dye their scales very beautifully after reaching adulthood, but sub-females do not have scales, so when sub-females reach adulthood, the pigment sacs associated with the glands will more or less dye their skin with strange scars.

There were many sub-female brothers in the orphanage where Tom was born. They had scars on their faces, bodies, and hands that looked like burns.

But the young master's exposed face and ears had clean skin, which made Tom feel like a newly forged blade, sharp and new.

Tom looked down at the young master's fingers half-hidden in the sleeves of his sweater. The fingertips were clean and intact, and the nails were neat. There were no hooked claws, rough animal scales, or black nails that were common in low and medium species.

...Where is the flaw?

The young master led them to the living room, Bill lagged behind a few steps, and Tom walked behind, quietly touching his undeveloped pointed ears.

…

"Please sit down. We have purified water, punch, and concentrated juice at home. Which one would you like to drink?"

Bill said, "Pure water."

Tom followed closely: "Pure water."

Luka looked around and mimicked, "Pure water!"

Shi Cunjin smiled at Luka: "Okay, I'll give you some juice."

Luca's eyes lit up immediately and he was happy. Bill frowned and thanked him reluctantly.

Shi Cunjin took out bottled water and juice, and brought a plate of snacks, and greeted Bill and Tom. He first chatted with Bill about the problems of Luo Lai and Luo Li.

"I saw the tusk ornaments outside the basement. They were very well made. It was amazing. I can't lift anything that heavy at my age."

Shi Cunjin put on a Ronaldo-like expression, praising everything generously, first praising Bill for his good and safe leadership, then smilingly asked Bill: "Have they chosen a direction to specialize in these days?"

Bill: “Ah.”

Shi Cunjin waited for a while, and Bill looked at the floor.

Shi Cunjin:?

"Bill?"

Bill looked at the floor and briefly commented on taking the twins hunting: "Role is a good soldier. He has great endurance. Hunting terrestrial beasts requires a water trap for ambush. He dives into a pool of dirty water without saying a word. Rowley is a bit impatient and is not suitable for the position of a sniper. He is more suitable for being an armored soldier or assault soldier. His impatient temper can be transformed into great momentum if it is trained well."

Bill objectively suggested: "If conditions permit, you can try to train Luo Lai to develop into an all-round general-purpose soldier. His neurological reflexes are excellent. Soldiers with excellent conditioned reflexes are generally hyperactive and easily excited, but Luo Lai can control his excitement. Your brother has trained him well. He relies more on orders than instincts."

Shi Cunjin said with a smile in Ronaldo's tone: "Okay, I'll tell my brother. What about you? How is your family doing recently?"

In between conversations, Shi Cunjin casually pushed the snacks on the table towards Tom and Luka, smiled at the two insect cubs who were listening in silence, and signaled that they could eat if they were bored.

Bill said, "The bugs are all fine and quiet."

Shi Cunjin said, "...you can send Luka to me tomorrow. I will teach him to read and learn some books. When your older children have their holidays, let them practice on the playground. You're welcome. I will talk to my brother. Luo Lai and Luo Li also need some friends of similar age. He won't object."

Bill nodded. "They were so concerned about you that they almost snuck back here last week."

Shi Cunjin was startled.

Bill added: "I discovered it in time and sent them back."

Shi Cunjin: …

Not surprised at all!

Shi Cunjin took over the conversation naturally and gave the excuse he had prepared long ago: "My developmental week is nothing serious, it's just that my skin and eyes are sensitive to light. I just need to avoid the light when I go out in the future. Compared to having crooked bones and spine, light allergy is still a good thing."

Shi Cunjin turned his gaze to Tom and gave Ronaldo's curious smile: "Okay, don't talk about me. Tom, how are you? How have you been recently? I went out last night and chatted with my brother, and he praised your rapid progress."

Tom sat up straight immediately. Like Bill, he looked down at the floor and said seriously, "I've been doing very well recently. The instructor and the sergeant have taken good care of me."

Tom tells the young master about the actual situation of the Star Sea mission in the form of reporting the mission, telling how he entered the military formation for actual operation, experienced real mecha operation, and saw extraterrestrial creatures and aliens for the first time. He saw the racial differences between the Zerg and the Alien for the first time, and how the Zerg squeezed the energy oil in the Alien's skull.

Tom finally said: "Captain Romeo took good care of me. He gave me a lot of valuable advice when I first operated the light individual combat armor. I am very grateful for the captain's guidance."

“…”

Shi Cunjin tried his best to ask with Ronaldo's cheerful attitude: "What did my brother teach you? I'm a little curious, can you tell me?"

Tom nodded. "He will teach me how to charge into a group of monsters, let me experience the fighting up close, and then teach me how to dodge, observe the monsters' fatal points, charge, and chop off their heads."

Shi Cunjin: ...

What does it mean to train to death if you can't die? System, when did you copy the template of the third host? Was it the berserker stage when the third host's mental state was in danger? !

Bill nodded and said, "That's the captain's experience. You're lucky, Tom."

Tom said, "Thank you very much for your care, Master."

Shi Cunjin had grumbled in his heart when he heard the system say that he would copy the character setting to coach Tom.

Now I ask, and it is true!

This kind of teaching method is too overbearing and will only train soldiers who obey orders. Once the leader disappears, the soldiers will easily become headless flies without orders! Shi Cunjin does not need soldiers who only obey orders, so he decided to intervene and influence.

Shi Cunjin smiled at Tom: "What about the others?"

Tom wondered, "What else?"

Shi Cunjin expressed it more clearly: "What do you think of your first trip to the Star Sea? You are the youngest bug in the group. You have participated in the mission of hunting monsters at such a young age. You have seen many things that have only been taught in textbooks. Those things that only exist on paper have become real in front of you. Don't you think it's great?"

Tom kept his head down politely. After listening to the young master's question, he opened his mouth hesitantly, but didn't know what to say. Finally, he whispered, "Hmm."

Shi Cunjin is 18 years old, and he acted like a natural teenager: "There is also the sea of ​​stars. Black Shield's warships are flying out. Have you seen the constellations on the way? What do they look like? Are they the same as in the books? How boring is a journey beyond the stars with only killing. Have you noticed the stars? I haven't seen the stars much since I came to Black Shield. The smoke in Black Shield is really heavy!"

Tom looked up, carefully choosing his words before answering, "Yes, I don't know the names of those constellations, and I don't have the nerve to ask the older military women."

Tom hesitated for a moment, "But I took a picture of it with my smart ring. Do you want to see it?"

Shi Cunjin nodded, put his hands on the armrest of the sofa, and was about to stand up.

Tom stood up first. The light in the room was dim, and Tom's standing up brought up a large shadow. Then he quickly walked over, knelt on one knee beside the young master's sofa, turned on his computer ring, and projected a dim sea of ​​stars.

Shi Cunjin paused.

Bill frowned.

The system was alerting Shi Cunjin in his head: "Why is he, a female soldier, so attentive to a female sub-sex man? Male..., homosexual?"

Shi Cunjin: ...

"Shut up."