After the call ended, Parsons stared blankly at the screen, lost in thought.
With graduation just around the corner, he really managed to turn the tide in just three or four months.
He went from being an unemployed young man who was about to graduate to becoming an outstanding graduate of the school.
Looking back on his experience, Parsons is incredibly grateful for his choice.
Within three months, every choice he made led to the unknown.
Fortunately, he persevered.
Keep making games, keep following Boss Han Ling, keep going...
Parsons rubbed his fingers together, composed himself, and finally mustered the courage to dial his father's personal terminal.
Six months later, he could finally give his father an explanation.
Parson's female father was Lieutenant General Paris of the First Exploration Legion.
The First Exploration Legion spends most of its time exploring beyond the star system, and Parsons is unsure whether his father is currently in the star system.
Beep beep beep...
Fortunately, the communication was quickly re-established.
"Parsen?" A familiar voice called out.
"Yes!" Parsons calmed his excited emotions. "Happy New Year, Father."
The sound of Father Paris's hearty laughter rang out:
"Haha, Happy New Year! Another year has passed? I didn't even notice."
What's the phone call for? Are you reporting to the First Legion? You're having trouble making it in the game, aren't you?
"Of course I have good news to tell you." Parsons smiled, organized his thoughts, and quickly recounted what had happened during this period.
"...Now, I am the president of Lingtian Company. I just received a 30 billion yuan year-end bonus last night."
A few months later, I will once again stand on the stage at Keimyung University as an outstanding graduate.
Paris was somewhat incredulous:
"...Really? Weren't you the good-for-nothing everyone used to laugh at?"
Parsons:
"Of course it's true. Can I show you my account balance? [Image]"
Upon seeing the countless numbers, Paris screamed with excitement:
"Ah! It's really true!"
Parsons was also a little excited; he sniffed.
"You don't need to worry about me anymore. I'm capable of living on my own now. Thank you for your support over the years, for supporting me in continuing to make games."
"Haha, congratulations, Dad! You've become a real female insect! You can support yourself now!"
Paris, who had just returned from the battlefield, still held the insect blade in his hand. His wounds had not yet healed, and he was covered in blood, making him unrecognizable.
Although he spoke lightly, tears were already streaming down his face.
However, when tears dripped onto his wound, he only frowned.
After chatting for a while, Paris's lips turned a little purple. He hadn't bandaged his wounds in time and was covered in blood.
Paris laughed:
"Alright, Parsons, I have to go report to my work now. We can talk again another time. No matter what you become, you'll always be my pride."
"Yes, goodbye, Father."
After hanging up the call, Paris happily limped off to the medical base.
With such a distorted sex ratio, no Zerg player can afford to laugh.
Female insects must work hard to earn credits in order to have offspring.
However, the female insect's energy is limited.
While the female insect is unable to raise its offspring, it also shoulders social responsibility.
Paris kept blaming himself for not being able to participate in the growth of the insect cubs.
Fortunately, after all the hardships, his insect offspring also gained the ability to stand on their own.
Paris smiled with satisfaction.
At this moment, a comrade-in-arms walked towards us, frowning and asking:
"Lieutenant General Paris? Why haven't you gone to get bandaged yet? Do you need me to help you?"
Paris waved his hand:
"No need, haha, I've calculated the amount of bleeding, I can walk over by myself."
By the way, do you know the game "Charge! Top Male Insect Lord"?
This game was made by my son, who is now the president of the company.
Upon hearing this, his comrade stared in astonishment.
"Really? This game was made by your bug cub?"
Many of the female soldiers in our First Army are playing this game!
The game recently launched a limited-time New Year event, and everyone has spent a lot of money on in-game purchases.
Paris nodded proudly:
“It was made by my bug kid; he studied game development.”
"Could you ask your little bug to get me some gift redemption codes? Or maybe adjust my luck stat?"
I'm so frustrated because I can't seem to get any UR cards.
Paris rolled his eyes upon hearing this:
"If I give you the redemption code, I'll lose some money. You can top it up yourself!"
Paris thought to himself with delight, "So the game that the bug kid made is really famous."
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Aphrodisiac.
Central Castle.
Han Ling was sitting at his desk, writing furiously, creating his third novel.
As evening approached, Han Ling stopped and twisted his sore neck.
He casually turned on his personal computer to check the latest news.
After a moment, Han Ling sighed with worry:
"There's still no news from Roderick, but the news from Mount Bern keeps coming in, even more annoying than the reminders from Aphrodite."
Ever since Bern Mountain learned that Han Ling had failed his mission, he has been sending him messages every day.
Bern Mountain can send over 999 messages a day, urging him to hurry up and date a female insect or donate pheromones.
Han Ling was so annoyed that she had to threaten to deduct his salary, which finally calmed things down a bit, and the number of messages on Bern Mountain dropped to 99+ per day.
However, thanks to Bern Mountain's reminder, Han Ling knew that tomorrow was the end of the month.
He was very curious about what the end-of-month dance would be like.
"Beep beep!"
Just then, a message notification sounded from the computer.
Han Ling picked it up and glanced at it; it was another message from Bern Mountain.
【Bern Hills】: Boss, wanna come over for dinner? It's at the Garden Hall where we had dinner last time, a buffet, it's free, someone's treating.
[Han Ling]: No, you eat it yourself.
[Bourne Hill]: Okay, then I won't wait for you. I originally wanted to have a final dinner with the boss and say goodbye properly.
[Han Ling]: You're such a bad omen, I'll dock your pay!
[Bern Hill]: Ha, I'm not afraid of being docked pay at all. You're already dead, where am I going to get my salary? I've long been prepared for no salary.
[Han Ling]: I'm going to break your arms and legs right now! I'll make sure to kill you before I die!
[Bern Hills]: Boss, I was wrong. I'll kneel down and punish myself with three buffet meals. Don't come back. Bye-bye.
Han Ling was so angry by those few words that her lungs ached.
Bern Hill was quick-witted and slid down to his knees fast; he had absolutely no backbone, which always made him furious but helpless.
At this moment, the system spoke up:
[Host, the end-of-month ball is tomorrow. Would you like to rest beforehand and recover your mental energy?]
Upon hearing this, Han Ling stood up and walked towards the bathroom.
"That's right. Once my mental strength is restored, the danger tomorrow will be less. I'll wash up and rest right away."
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On Aphrodite, in a garden palace.
The open-air plaza was brightly lit, and the fountain water continued to flow slowly.
Beautiful music danced in my ears.
More than forty male insects stood in front of the long table, chatting and laughing.
Bern Mountain retracted his personal terminal and shrugged:
"Since Han Ling isn't coming, let's eat first. We don't need to wait for him."
Picking up a plate of food, Bern Hill looked up and smiled, praising it:
"Parma, generous and wealthy male insect, thank you for your hospitality."
Standing opposite him was a brown-haired male insect, Parma.
Parma's smile was somewhat stiff, and tinged with anger.
"Hmm, are you sure? This is a 20 million yuan buffet, limited to 50 people."
Bern Hill smiled nonchalantly:
"It's alright, Han Ling shouldn't care about these things."
Yesterday, the boss distributed 90 billion without batting an eye, so he probably doesn't care about these leftovers.
Parma took a sip of his drink to hide his embarrassment.
"Okay, let's start eating then."
As one of the wealthiest male insects on Planet Aphrodite and the male heir to a top merchant guild, Parma has never been insulted twice.
Today, he experienced it.
Han Ling first tried to snatch him away at the banquet, embarrassing him in front of everyone.
She then declined his invitation, wasting his efforts.
Parma's lips curled into a wicked smile; he was determined to get revenge!
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