The morning light was just breaking.
In the bedroom, white pigeons were circling on the ceiling. Round and round tirelessly. "Master, Master, get up, get up."
He Yi turned over and rolled up the quilt, tucking his entire black head into the quilt, pretending that no one heard him.
The white pigeon spread its wings and swooped down, drawing a beautiful curve. It lowered its head, and its small reddish-brown beak pecked at the thin quilt tirelessly. "Master, Master...Master~"
chattering.
The male insect poked half of his head out of the quilt, revealing his beautiful bearded phoenix eyes. He reluctantly opened his eyes as deep as a pool, and his ink-black pupils were filled with anger.
"Die? Pigeon, shut up!"
The angry male insect sat up gracefully and suddenly opened the quilt. The corner of the quilt flew quickly, covering the white pigeon that disturbed his sweet dream.
The clumsy white pigeon kept struggling. It could never get out of the "cage" covering its head. Seeing that the revenge was successful, the anger in the male insect's eyes gradually extinguished. The pigeon was still calling out. The
male insect's sleepiness was gone. This call was like the sound of time and space interweaving, as if the female insect on his heart had crossed the universe and galaxies and came to his side again.
But, there was no insect in the room.
He lay down, reality on one side and illusion on the other.
He closed his eyes and listened to the familiar voices that were either gentle or resolute or affectionate or cold. The simulated white pigeon was a farewell gift from Ah Zhao to him, a high-end reminder alarm. Inside? Hundreds of audios were recorded to remind male insects of all aspects? of life's trivialities.
It is absolutely impossible to order this kind of alarm to shut up, it will only? call more happily. If you want it to shut up, you can only do it yourself. After listening to the audio for a while?, He Yi's irritable mood when waking up disappeared, and his expression gradually calmed down. He got up, uncovered the thin quilt, and let out the? The female worm looked at the pigeon and reached out to press the sky-blue bulge on the top of the white pigeon's head.
The sound stopped abruptly.
He had slept for a full 18 hours. It was time to find something to reward his hungry stomach. During the three days when the female insect was away, He Yi's life was reversed day and night, and he was addicted to games. He only washed and dressed himself up before answering the video call. So every day the female insect saw the male insect in front of the light screen, bright and radiant.
On the surface, the first-class kung fu male insect stretched his waist idly, put on his slippers, and walked out of the bedroom a few seconds later in the room direct mode. Today, the lemon seeds that Cape collected for him will arrive.
It's time to do something serious.
After breakfast, He Yi spent the whole morning searching for fruit planting information on the optical computer. The harvest was quite abundant.
Logically speaking, in the technologically advanced and vast Zerg society, fruits should be everywhere. However, the fact is just the opposite. Not only are there only two kinds of fruits, but the quantity is also in short supply, and all of them are controlled and monopolized by the Xiong Baohui, because durian and lemon can only survive on the planet that belongs to the Xiong Baohui.
He stroked his chin and thought casually: There is no fruit in this world that his wood-type supernatural power cannot produce.
But although he could ripen seeds in the air, making them take root, sprout and bear fruit in a short time, he could not explain the origin of the fruit. A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. His double S level is already impressive enough, and he does not need a strange supernatural power to add to it.
He has to think of a foolproof plan to cover up one or two things.
Before the countermeasure is formed, the light computer rings. At this time, it is about time for Ah Zhao to call him. Without looking carefully, he connected the video.
On the other side of the light screen is an unexpected strange insect.
The word "Ah Zhao" choked in his throat.
He looked down and saw an unknown call on the light computer. When he was about to hang up, the insect on the other side spoke.
"Your Excellency He Yi, I am Josephine."
This straightforward self-introduction made He Yi give up the idea of hanging up. Josephine, the reclusive Insect Emperor. There is very little information about this emperor on the Star Network, and his level of activity is not even as good as that of a slightly more outstanding military major general. So He Yi also only knows that this S-level Insect Emperor is now 900 years old, living in the Imperial Palace all year round and rarely showing up in public.
One thing that people generally know is that this Insect Emperor seems to be particularly fond of meteorites. It is rumored that the large and small palaces of the Imperial Palace are filled with various meteorites he has collected.
On the light screen, the white-haired Insect Emperor was wearing a traditional black brocade robe inlaid with gold, looking very old. "You seem very surprised?"
The joy in He Yi's eyes disappeared, replaced by a serious face. "Indeed, I am a little surprised. Your Majesty's birthday banquet is coming soon, and you took time out of your busy schedule to call a small insect like me. I am flattered and overwhelmed."
"That's not necessary. Your Excellency is of excellent rank and pure bloodline. You deserve any compliment from an insect. I was unwell and could not greet you in person on the day you returned from the desolate planet. I hope you can forgive me for my impoliteness." The Insect Emperor said with a smile.
He Yi followed suit, "Your Majesty, don't worry about it. May the Insect God bless you with good health."
The Insect Emperor laughed loudly, and then he laughed at himself softly, "I know my broken body, I'm afraid it won't be healthy!" His face was full of optimism and carefree attitude.
He Yi: I can't respond to your words.
He covered his lips with a little embarrassment and cleared his throat.
The Insect Emperor opposite him seemed to be in the library of the palace. Maybe he laughed too hard just now, and now he was a little tired. He took out a delicate white porcelain bottle from the sapphire blue space button on his thumb, poured out a few reddish-brown pills on his wrinkled palm, and after taking the pills, Then he spoke again, "blame me, blame me, why am I talking to you about this? This time I came to you for something important, it's a matter of great importance, I think it's necessary to tell you." "
Your Majesty, please speak."
However, the Insect Emperor did not tell any secrets, but asked a question that didn't make sense: "I wonder what you think of Admiral Zhao?"
Hmm? He Yi's face showed doubt, not understanding the meaning.
Fortunately, the Insect Emperor did not want a definite answer. He sipped the hot tea on the desk and said slowly: "The admiral is not as simple as you think. He-"
The Insect Emperor paused, his tone heavy: "He hates male insects extremely."
The tea lid was closed lightly, and a malicious voice was also... Falling lightly like snowflakes, "You know? He is a cruel executioner."
He Yi's pupils shrank and he stood there in a daze.
The Insect Emperor smiled again, his face full of wrinkles and deep grooves. A hint of satisfaction appeared in his cloudy eyes, "I won't say much about the rest. There is a risk of leakage in communication. I will send an encrypted file to your computer later, please check it."
"The password is on the flash picture."
"All the details are in there. I suggest you turn off the indoor surveillance before reading it. This data is a gift to congratulate you on your third-level evolution to SS. It's
just a token of my appreciation." He said meaningfully, "Alright, I have a business that I want to discuss with you. I believe you will be interested in my business after reading the information. See you later."
The other party cut off the communication, and He Yi came back to his senses. He was shocked: in the chaotic end of the world, intrigue and scheming are indeed the norm, but what surprised him was that the male insects who were idle and waiting to die in the insect tribe were actually so scheming and calculating.
Oh, he forgot, the other party? But His Majesty the Insect Emperor. Born in the royal family and standing out from the four male insect princes to sit on the throne of the Insect Emperor, how could he be? An ordinary person?
Also? I don't know how Ah Zhao offended this emperor.
The Insect Emperor went to such great lengths, as if he wanted to take revenge through him, the hero. No, the so-called "business" was probably a shady conspiracy.
He had many guesses in his mind, and after turning off the surveillance? Curiously opened the file.
The compressed package with three layers of passwords contained a video, and the video clicked? Open, the picture? The tall back of a female soldier appeared in the video. From her posture, He Yi recognized her as his female insect, Ah Zhao.
The female insect raised one hand high, tightly clasping the neck of an old male insect, with veins exposed on the back of her hand.
An old male insect too? It was the Insect Emperor, whose feet were off the ground, breathing rapidly, his eyes slightly rolled up, as if he was going to die in the next moment.
Anyone who saw this scene would think it was a crime scene. And it was the heinous crime of a female insect murdering a male insect. To be more precise, it was the unforgivable crime of a general of a country deliberately murdering His Majesty the Insect Emperor.
Tsk. He Yi raised his eyebrows.
Did the Insect Emperor take him for a fool?
If there is solid evidence, according to the laws of the insect race, even though he has made countless contributions, his Ah Zhao should have been sent to the Imperial Prison by the Insect Emperor long ago. Imprisoned for life.
But does he look that stupid?
Even if the scenes in the video really happened, it doesn't explain anything. There must be something else hidden. A short video with a total length of less than half a minute without the beginning or the end wants to lead him to malicious speculation. How naive.
He was wrong again. The Insect Emperor was not naive. It was just that in the eyes of that scheming emperor, how smart could a male insect from the desolate star who had never seen the world be?
Was He Yi really smart? , not really meticulous, but still has the IQ of an ordinary person. After all, in the end times, a person who is powerful but very simple will not live long. Coupled with the special nature of his psychic ability, he is extraordinary in controlling his emotions. He can still distinguish between the true and the false. They
spend every day together, sleeping in the same bed, but Ah Zhao does not have any ill will towards him .
Just as he was thinking, the optical computer rang again.
He slid down the answer button.
"My lord, good afternoon." The female insect's mellow voice came.
He Yi raised his eyes and smiled, "You are late for half a week today."
The female insect quickly scanned the room without making a sound, and confirmed whether there were any traces of other insects' lives. He Yi explained, "We just tracked down a pirate gang's lair last night. They were fighting stubbornly. The two sides fought for quite a while and just ended the battle not long ago."
He lowered his head, "I will come earlier next time."
"Really? Are you injured? Yes?" His eyes wandered over the slightly messy blue military uniform of the female insect.
"No? Yes." The female insect denied.
"I don't believe it." He Yi smiled wickedly, handsome and ruffian, "You go back to the room first, I need to check it myself before I can rest assured."
"How, how to check it?" The female insect's pure and clear blue eyes flashed a moist luster. Raise your head and ask? Ask.
He Yi's eyes were deep, "What do you think? Of course, I should use my eyes to see it."
The female insect's breathing was disordered for a moment. She was obviously itchy but she was coy: "No, can I not see it?"
This gesture of wanting to speak but not being able to make a move made He Yi's heart flutter. He Yi's eyes flashed with loneliness, "You don't want to show it to me, who do you want to show it to?"
A big pot fell from the sky.
It hit the female insect dizzy. He lost his shyness and changed his expression in an instant, "Show it to you, right now!" As he said, he strode out of the empty corridor and walked towards the lounge on the warship. His footsteps were hurried.
He Yi curled his lips. His heart was boiling.
The author has something to say: He Yi (smiley): I'll just go and take a look, not eat~