“The adult forms are hard to kill, the juvenile forms are easier, but there are just too many of them. The expeditionary force doesn’t have enough manpower to catch them all!” Xuan Ting’s deputy told Tong Su with a sigh. “If only there were a way to mobilize the entire universe to wipe out the juvenile forms…”
Tong Su pinched her chin, seemingly lost in thought: "I have an idea." She asked someone to catch a lot of larvae for her and brought them back, then activated the Skynet.
"Universal International Skynet System...Live Streaming Software...Food Module...Okay, register a live streaming account!"
Xuan Ting had just left the mecha training ground, wiping away his sweat.
When he has free time, he will go to the training ground with his subordinates to practice and prevent his body from becoming rusty and his movements from losing agility.
When the expeditionary force was fighting abroad, supplies were inevitably scarce. For example, they basically used nutrient solutions instead of food, and it was almost impossible to see any food prepared in the kitchen.
But this time, as soon as they opened the door, they smelled a rich fragrance!
"What delicious food is the chef making? -- Wait, does our expeditionary force even have a chef?"
Xuan Ting, accompanied by a number of curious people, followed the aroma and walked over, only to find several subordinates standing blankly in the corridor, looking as if they were questioning the world.
He was also holding a plate piled high with golden-brown fried food, each piece emitting a delicious aroma.
"What delicious food have you made?" Xuan Ting picked one up without ceremony, put it in his mouth and chewed. A wonderful aroma exploded on his tongue, and his eyes lit up. "Delicious!"
"—So delicious?!" The subordinate stared wide-eyed in near horror. "You actually ate it—"
"Of course I ate it, but the taste is off. What was it made of? By the way, who made it? Where's An'an? I'll ask her to come and try it too."
The subordinate looked utterly devastated, his worldview shattered, and pointed behind him with a trembling hand.
"Where is Her Highness the Crown Princess?"
It was a door. As soon as Xuan Ting pushed it open, a burst of laughter rang out. It was Tong Su's laughter.
"I just deep-fried some sweet bee pupae for everyone. Now I'll show you how to make fried scorpions, deep-fried cicada nymphs, stir-fried grasshoppers, salted and stir-fried golden worms, deep-fried bean worms, deep-fried clam worms, and deep-fried pine caterpillars! My friends, double-tap 666! Let's get the spaceship and hovercars going!"
Xuan Ting: ? ? ?
His aunt, wearing an apron, wielded a spatula, the oil in the pan crackling and popping. On the table beside her, there were plates filled with countless kinds of insect larvae.
A huge live-streaming camera screen was set up in front of the oil pan, with countless gifts and bullet comments flying across it.
[A chef whose talent was wasted on scientific research!]
[Goddess, are insects nutritious? They look kind of disgusting...]
While frying, Tong Su laughed, "Of course it's nutritious! Insects are rich in protein, vitamins, and trace elements needed by the human body. They're green, nutritious, and have medicinal and dietary benefits, like a tonic for yin and yang! The substances they contain also have anti-aging, anti-night blindness, anti-cardiovascular disease, free radical scavenging, epithelial tissue protection, and development-promoting effects. They're a pure, natural, high-protein delicacy and a health food..."
How do I eat this?
"Don't throw away the captured Zerg larvae! Heat oil in a pan, coat them with egg wash, dip them in breadcrumbs, and fry them until golden brown and crispy. Drain the oil and take them out. The elderly and children alike will love them. Even the neighbor's kid is drooling with envy!"
Xuan Ting: "...What are you doing?"
Upon hearing this, Tong Su turned around and smiled slyly: "I just thought of a good way to deal with the Zerg. Tell me, what level of protected species do you want the Zerg to be eaten?"
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