Chapter 3: Insect Selection
Dusk falls, leaving only a ray of setting sun hanging in the sky.
The Mantis Palace was brightly lit.
Although Lord Mantis had said it was a small banquet, this small banquet was even grander than An Lang had imagined.
It's almost as good as a TV series.
An Lang was led to the highest point and sat down. Several steps below, many female insects were lined up on the left and right, standing at different tables.
After An Lang sat down, the first female insect on the left stepped forward.
"The Big Knife Clan, Reilly Walker." The tall man with a shaved head had a stern face. He uttered a few words stiffly and then knelt on one knee and stopped in the hall.
An Lang was still wondering whether the Big Knife Clan was the Big Knife Mantis's intention, when he was startled by the kneeling. Before he could say anything, he saw another female insect walking up.
Unlike Rayleigh who looked straight ahead, this female insect was obviously much more ruffian. There was a nearly white scar on her eyebrow, which made her right eyebrow cut in two.
He wore a loose robe with a low collar, revealing his broad chest and wheat-colored abdominal muscles. He looked straight at An Lang, raised his eyebrows, and it was hard to tell whether the look in his eyes was contempt or provocation. He slowly introduced, "Guangfu Clan, You Zhuo Xin."
The etiquette officer knocked the bamboo stick in his hand, and You Zhuo withdrew his gaze and knelt down on one knee.
Soon, several more people came up and reported their tribes and names. Soon, four rows of people were kneeling in front of An Lang.
An Lang, sitting on the chair, clenched his toes.
What was he going to say? Was he going to put up a sign and give flowers like Big Fat Orange did?
An Lang glanced at the female insects kneeling on the ground. They were all tall and mighty, with tight muscles. Even when kneeling on one knee, they could not hide the murderous aura on their bodies.
Can’t choose, can’t choose at all.
Any one of these female insects could easily crush his head!
Help!
Lindbergh noticed his nervousness, so he raised his hand and pressed it down, making a stop gesture.
The ceremonial officer soon stopped letting the Mantis people at the back of the line come forward.
"Are there any that you like?"
An Lang shook his head repeatedly, and saw all the female insects below raised their heads to look at him.
The mantis tribe’s hair and eye colors are all kinds of strange, especially green, and most of them can glow!
It is no exaggeration to say that Anlang almost fainted at that moment.
Lindbergh frowned and waved his hand, and the etiquette officer continued to call the female insects forward in order.
Until the last female insect entered the scene, An Lang was unable to throw down a piece of bamboo paper.
The dense swarm of insects below had already made An Lang numb. Even the smallest sub-female among them looked much more capable of fighting than him.
"Not a single one you like?" Lindbergh's voice was low.
An Lang continued to shake his head.
Lindbergh could see that An Lang was deliberately not wanting to choose. He said, "Since you don't have anyone you like, then we'll rank them by military merit."
"The top ten can become—" he stretched out his words.
"Oh, no, no, no, no!" An Lang interrupted him quickly. "You're kidding! If they were ranked by military merit, the ones chosen would definitely be the strongest female insects! Did he think he wasn't dying fast enough?!"
"Let me think about it, let me think about it!" An Lang's mind raced. "My mother-in-law must be hungry too. Why don't we eat first?"
Lindbergh glanced at him and said nothing, which meant he agreed.
An Lang breathed a sigh of relief.
The bugs serving the food came in in an orderly manner, and suddenly, An Lang's eyes lit up.
He found a bug that was not as tall as him!
That height clearly shows he's underage! Underage means less attack power! Less attack power means he has a greater chance of survival!
This is the only one!
It doesn’t say that you can’t choose a servant!
Although I feel a little sorry for this young man, An Lang has no other choice! Don't worry! He is definitely not a bad person!!!
An Lang had made up his mind. When Lindbergh put down his chopsticks and was about to speak, An Lang quickly said, "I've already made my choice!"
"Oh?" Lindbergh wiped his hands slowly and looked at Anlang leisurely.
An Lang pointed at a few sub-females. He caught a glimpse of Lindberg's expression and pointed at Rayleigh, You Zhuo and Cole.
He wasn't stupid. What Zhong Tao had said that afternoon was absolutely a reflection of Lindbergh's intentions. If he hadn't chosen these female insects, they would have found a way to get in.
In a blink of an eye, there was only one sign left hanging on Anlang's waist.
"I have another insect candidate." An Lang paused, "but it's not on this list. I wonder if the female father can agree?"
Lindbergh looked at An Lang calmly, then nodded slightly.
Since An Lang has already selected the most important female insects, it’s fine to follow his wishes.
After receiving the consent, An Lang quickly stepped forward and personally handed the last piece of bamboo paper to the young man standing in the corner.
The young man was startled and was about to kneel down.
An Lang quickly supported him and whispered, "Please, help me!"
The boy looked up in panic, and now it was Anlang's turn to be surprised.
This boy actually looks like a figurine!
His eyes were big, pigeon-blood red, and even in the dim environment, they shone with a captivating luster, like gems.
Black hair, red eyes and snow-white skin.
The collision of strong colors on him is just right.
The most amazing thing is that there is a dark red scar trailing down under the pupil of his right eye.
It's like a character from an anime!
It was just a scratch on the face. I don’t know what kind of injustice this child suffered.
At this moment, he was shaking violently, his slender frame seemed to be shaking apart, and tears were welling up in his red eyes, but he dared not let them fall.
An Lang was already feeling apologetic, and now seeing the young man's pitiful expression, he felt even worse.
"Don't be afraid."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the etiquette officer already know the child's name from the other attendants: "The tenth one -"
"Lan Xiu."
This female insect is a slave, and only slaves don't have surnames.
No matter what the surrounding female insects thought, they did not dare to refute in front of His Highness and the Mantis Lord.
After the list was finalized, the banquet ended soon.
An Lang also returned to his own bedroom smoothly.
It was getting late today, so he planned to have a good talk with the kid tomorrow and persuade him to help him.
Of course, he will repay him as much as possible.
——
Sizzle.
Sizzle.
In the silent night, the strange sound of electric current is particularly clear.
An Lang woke up from his dream, but in the huge bedroom, he could hear nothing but his breathing.
He closed his eyes again and heard the crackling sound of electricity again.
Immediately afterwards, a clear electronic voice sounded in his ears.
【System loading】
[The system has successfully connected to World 029]
[Hello, Executor 0291, would you like to open the visual interface?]
An Lang looked left and right, but there was no option!
Is this a system? An Lang, who was still half asleep just now, instantly became excited.
After traveling through time, he also got the system?
He really got the lead role!!!
Three seconds later, a square object appeared in front of his eyes. It had two small feet underneath, a pair of small headphones on its head, and two small blue-green eyes.
Isn’t this emo!
He had been coveting this robot for a long time and had been saving up pocket money for a long time, but when he was almost there, it died.
[Hello, 0291 Executor, I am your robot assistant, Ome. I think you already understand what this is about, so I won't elaborate.]
The system paused briefly when saying its own name, and then chose a name that sounded perfunctory.
Don’t think that you are not plagiarizing intellectual property just because you read it backwards!
[The Zerg are a powerful and warlike race, but due to an imbalanced male-female ratio, they have repeatedly engaged in wars. In the many parallel worlds created by the Lord God, they are prone to extinction.]
[So the Lord God took intervention measures——]
As Ome spoke, Anlang lifted him up and fiddled with him, touching his feet and eyes. He stomped his feet, speechless at the underage executor.
I will definitely choose a reliable one next time!
[You! Be serious!]
Ome said as he angrily turned off his touchable options.
An Lang sighed regretfully.
"Then what do you need me to do?" An Lang sat cross-legged on the bed. "I've traveled through time and space and become a male insect. I can't carry anything, so you can't ask me to unify the insect race."
The expression on Ome's face changed to this [╰_╯]
"Okay, okay, you said this is an evolved world, which means this world has a script? Do you know its original development process?" An Lang did not refuse to listen. Although he was naughty, the key point was to listen.
#Otherwise how can I submit the paper in advance#
[Yes, according to the evolution of the Mastermind, the Zerg in this world will be extinct in three years. Zizizi.]
"What's that sound? I've heard this electric current sound several times before."
[A fully evolved world would reject the energy of the system, so the signal is not good.]
The Zerg's extinction began with the Mantis's genocide. The instigator was a white-haired, pink-eyed female Mantis, Zizi. She killed the last pureblooded male Mantis, Zizi, which led to Zizi—
"White hair and pink eyes?!" Isn't that the card he drew?
[Yes.] Ome pulled out the card, but found that the signal was so poor that even the image was incomplete, revealing only the lower half of the female insect's face.
Before An Lang could see it clearly, the picture completely cracked and appeared to be unable to load.
What a shitty website!
[You won the A-level difficulty world Zizi. I didn't expect to be chosen as Zizi right after arriving in this world. I originally wanted to give you a C-level, but who knew you had smelly hands... cough cough]
An Lang's eyes widened. Whose hands stink?! Whose hands stink?!
How dare you scold him!!!
[So I gave you extra world information, and because of this, I also suffered greater interference. Zizizizi——] Ome lowered his eyebrows, looking a little annoyed.
Moreover, it detected that there were abnormal changes in the time force of this world, but it was unable to detect where the problem was.
Is it really okay to give this kind of plane to a minor?
[Host, please complete the mission. Your original body is already dead. If the world is destroyed, the host will also die.] The system emphasized.
"Stop making such noises. What's the name of that female insect?" An Lang asked anxiously.
No egg can escape an overturned nest. He could guess with his toes that he would not survive if the world collapsed!
This system speaks slowly, don't be like in TV dramas, where it dies when it's about to say its name!
[His name is——]
An Lang pricked up his ears and heard a shrill beeping.
Then there was a sizzling sound.
The ome in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Anlang was completely dumbfounded.
Grass (a plant)
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