Male Insect Management Association?
Upon hearing Bernstein's words, Han Ling twitched the corners of his mouth and pointed at Edwards with a forced smile.
"Of course the Male Insect Management Association knows. Did you see their uniforms? Grayish-white uniforms, the same color as the skin of those alien monsters."
Bern Hill's heart skipped a beat, and he looked ahead in the direction the finger was pointing.
The three hundred administrators of the male insect management association were swiftly and efficiently binding the alien monster's hands before hanging it from the towering tree.
Their clothes were indeed gray and white.
A terrible thought crossed Bourne Hill's mind; his lips moved, but he couldn't utter a word for a long time.
Han Ling's gaze was deep, and he said quietly:
"You're right, they are the offspring of alien monsters and male insects."
The alien race devours the male insects, then uses their flesh and blood to cultivate this monster.
It's strange, isn't it? The administrator, being a female insect, has no interest in male insects whatsoever.
Edwards, come here.
Edwards, with his blond hair and blue eyes, immediately put down the alien creature he was holding, quickly leaped to Han Ling's side, knelt on one knee, and bowed his head to await orders.
Han Ling reached out and lifted Edwards' chin.
Edwards' face was fully revealed, still splattered with blood from the killing.
He had blond hair, but a pair of lake-blue eyes.
Clearly, this is not a genetic trait of the Zerg.
Bern Hill lowered his head and met Edwards' gaze.
Both of them had blond hair, but Bern Mountain's eyes were light brown, which was the color scheme that the Zerg should have.
Bern Mountain pursed his lips and looked up at Han Ling:
"Boss, what do we do now? These administrators..."
Han Ling lowered his hand, wiped his fingers on the uniform sash on Edwards' shoulder, and calmly said:
"Keep it for now, to catch a big fish."
When the clock strikes twelve, those sleeping tracked robots should wake up and get ready to clean.
It's unknown who's hiding behind the machine's eyes, or whether they feel anger at this sight.
"Squeak! Squeak!"
The sound of a machine starting up echoed from the dense forest.
Birds and beasts scattered in the forest, and the hoarse calls of the birds attracted the attention of all the male insects.
At the start of the war, the first floor wall of the central castle, along with the entire second floor, was thrown into the dense woods of the garden by the caretakers.
At this moment, one tracked robot after another woke up.
The entire second floor of the central castle, besides Han Ling's bedroom, has several other rooms, all filled with this type of robot.
The robot's eyes glowed red as it took in the entire view of the central castle.
Upon seeing those towering trees reaching straight into the sky, the robots lined up and all looked at Han Ling.
"Double Black".
Mechanical, electronic voices emanated from all the robots.
Han Ling raised his chin and immediately instructed the system to retrieve the artillery that had been prepared in advance from the armory.
In an instant, eight pulse machine guns that automatically fired appeared on either side of Han Ling.
The appearance of the machine gun instantly gave the male insects, who were cowering together, a sense of security.
They all breathed a sigh of relief.
But at that moment, the tracked robot's voice rang out again, and the content of its words sent chills down their spines.
“Double Black, there are only seven thousand male insects behind you. There are more than six hundred thousand male insects on this planet. Can you protect them all? If you don’t want them to die, come over here.”
The air ahead suddenly distorted, creating ripples.
This is a spatial teleportation portal, exactly the same as the one on the wall of the central castle.
Han Ling chuckled upon hearing this:
"You can still speak now because I wanted to know the answer, but now, it's not necessary. Thank you for telling me your cosmic coordinates through the teleportation channel."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Ling released his mental energy in an instant.
The pulse machine gun opened fire instantly, hitting the rebellious robot in front of it.
The blue ripples, representing spiritual power, spread out in a fixed point, covering the entire male insect villa on Afro Star.
The Yao Clan unleashes their [Puppet] ability.
All the robots in the villas had their programs erased in an instant.
When the surroundings became quiet again, Han Ling suppressed her smile and crossed her arms.
Only when a race becomes too powerful will there be a need to tighten the reins on them.
While the Yao Clan's obsession with love is incurable, their strength is enough to make any race in the universe calmly listen to their reasoning.
Bern Hill stood behind Han Ling, asking with surprise and uncertainty:
"Boss, what happened? Is it resolved? Who's controlling the robot?"
Han Ling didn't speak, but simply raised his head and looked up at the night sky.
The enormous, cherry-red, space-class warship hovered silently above Aphrodite.
Huge characters were engraved on the warship:
[The Eighth War Legion, Imperial Bullet.]
The female soldiers of the Eighth Army were already eager to receive Han Ling's mental reassurance.
So they rushed over in the early hours of February 1st, and just then, they witnessed a spectacular show.
Han Ling smiled slightly, "You've come at the perfect time."
As the cosmic-class warship's cabin opened, female soldiers dressed in black and white gradient uniforms surged forth, rapidly descending towards Aphrodite.
They each had hair the color of fire.
A million female soldiers descended, like red clouds pressing down on the sky, arriving in an instant.
When the female soldier broke through the protective net, the air raid sirens of the entire planet Aphrodite sounded instantly.
"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!"
The piercing sound was extremely penetrating, almost reaching the entire planet, and roused the sleeping male insects.
The male insects sat up from the bed, looking surprised and uncertain.
They quickly dressed, left the villa, and ran towards the central castle.
At the same time, the breached protective net shattered instantly, turning into rhomboid fragments of the same size.
Rhomboid fragments flew everywhere, moving closer to the heat source.
At that moment, all the female insects browsing the StarNet received a pop-up message.
[Patrol Mastermind Pietro alerts: Planet Aphro is under attack, please provide immediate support!]
After the message pop-up, all pages on the StarNet disappeared and were replaced by countless live streaming rooms.
These live streams appeared on the quantum computers of all the female insects within the star field.
The female insects immediately became tense.
When they opened the live stream, they saw that the room was filled with diamond-shaped fragments.
Each fragment is a separate recording shot.
The full picture of Aphrodite was gradually revealed to the female insect.
When the female insects saw the million female soldiers suspended in the air, they instantly locked onto their targets by the color of their hair.
—Holy crap! The Eighth War Legion actually dared to force their way into Afro Planet!
—Brothers, let's take him down! I'm at A-rank 135 star right next to Afro. Brothers who want to come, grab your weapons and head out immediately. Form up your teams at the interstellar port and set off to annihilate the Eighth War Legion!
—A-rank 35-star, the entire team sets off to annihilate the Eighth War Legion!
The female insects that were closer to Aphrodite stood up excitedly upon seeing this.
They prepared to personally travel to Aphrodite to provide support and stop the Eighth War Legion.
Those who were farther away from Aphrodite could only angrily curse the Eighth War Legion in the live stream.
The seriousness of the situation goes beyond that.
The remaining seven legions also received the notification at the same time.
[Please proceed to Planet Aphrodite immediately to provide support!]
A tremendous shriek swept through all the spaceships.
The First Exploration Legion, the Third Protection Legion, the Fifth Guardian Legion, and the Seventh Construction Legion—the four major legions' cosmic-class warships—unhesitatingly changed course, their thrusters at maximum, and headed towards Afro Star.
The Second, Fourth, Sixth, and Eighth War Legions were completely bewildered.
The four marshals held an emergency meeting.
The marshal of the Second War Corps immediately began to berate the red-haired marshal:
"You piece of shit! I told you to go find Lord Han Ling to soothe his mental energy, and you still insisted on barging into Aphrodite! Damn it! You've really screwed me over!"
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