As Han Ling spoke, she casually walked towards Martin:
"Let me guess what's the reason behind your actions."
Although the chat group was established, it was not open for discussion, which shows that the group chat was not designed for male insects.
Who are the members of that group?
Those who left after marriage were excluded, as were those who were wealthy, and those who managed the association were excluded.
The remaining male Aphrodisiacs are all in the group chat.
This group is for you to easily filter who gets sent to their deaths.
You're not curious about my background because you already had my information beforehand.
Your love of money is just a facade; deep down, you despise all male insects, which is why you ignore Bernese Mountain Bugs.
Han Ling walked up to Martin and asked sincerely:
"Why are you so arrogant? Why do you think you're special? What makes you think you have the right to be so arrogant?"
Bern Hill contacted me because he knew me.
You came to see me for no reason. Did you want to test my background?
Are you worried that a sudden emergence of two black players might threaten your position?
What is your status? Is it that you hold a position among foreigners? Are you backed by these foreigners?
As Han Ling spoke, he snapped his fingers.
In the distance, the administrator who was binding the alien corpse to the towering tree suddenly tore the alien in his hand in two.
Martin was proud, and Han Ling could tell from their first meeting.
Martin's words and body language exuded an air of absolute confidence, as if he were superior and in control of everyone.
What makes us proud is something that can be compared to something else.
For example, work ability, learning ability, physical health, social status, wealth accumulation, salary, etc.
Previously, Han Ling thought that Martin was proud because of his outstanding work ability.
After all, not just anyone can be a guide; it requires a strong social ability.
Just like the martial arts world can only have one all-knowing scholar.
But now, a smile appeared on Han Ling's lips:
"Your only reliance is on the foreign races. Unfortunately, all of those foreign races are dead. What do you think you can rely on to turn the tide?"
Martin took a few steps back. He saw the administrator tearing apart the alien, his brow furrowing deeply. He shouted angrily:
"Administrator! Where is the administrator of the Male Insect Management Association?! Come here right now! What are you doing?!"
Han Ling glanced back with a playful look, a half-smile on his face:
"Is this all the confidence you have? Edwards, kill one of them at will!"
"Pfft!"
A weapon pierced his body, and an administrator slowly collapsed.
Martin watched this scene in horror, his lips moving, his face trembling as if he were having a spasm.
At this moment, the female insects on the StarNet, seeing this scene, were already in an uproar.
—Holy crap! This male black beetle must die!
—What utter nonsense about double-black! Zerg would never attack their own kind!
—Ugh! I'm so angry! I know female insects' lives are worthless! But sir, please don't treat us like this!
—Your Excellency, Mr. Insect Shit! He is not worthy!
—When one female insect warrior falls, thousands upon thousands of female insect warriors rise up!
—Is this Double Black so arrogant because they have the Eighth War Legion backing them up?
—Disband the Eighth War Legion! Eradicate the Red Ant clan from the ant genealogy!
Because of a single sentence uttered by the two black male insects, a female insect administrator collapsed and lost her life.
This scene stung the eyes of countless Zerg.
Netizens on the StarNet glared angrily, seemingly wanting to go inside the quantum computer and tear this double-black man to pieces.
The camera is still diligently recording.
Martin, seeing the administrator dead, looked at Han Ling in disbelief:
"You've taken control of them! You've actually taken control of these administrators!"
Han Ling smiled slightly:
"What's so difficult about that? I have even more exciting content to share, do you want to see it?"
Han Ling stretched out her hand, which was covered in rings, and waved it casually.
The diamond-shaped cameras floating in the air slowly pieced together to form a slightly curved, super-large light screen that hovered in the air.
"I invite everyone to take a look at what happens on the last day of every month on Planet Aphrodite."
On the StarNet, hundreds of live streams suddenly merged, startling all the Zerg.
Immediately afterwards, melodious music began to play.
The crimes committed by the alien race within the central castle were fully exposed.
Even as the alien race emerged from within the walls, people were still discussing it in the live chat.
—What? A female insect actually secretly used the spatial portal to teleport to Aphrodite? Could it be one of those powerful figures?
—Don't talk nonsense. I am powerful and wealthy, but I can testify that I have never received any special treatment.
—Hehe, maybe you're just not rich enough.
However, when the aliens pushed the male insect down and roughly grabbed its tail hook, the screen was filled with nothing but curses.
—Damn it! You're not allowed to treat the male insect like that!
—Aaaaaah! The scales on my tail hook are bleeding!
—Insect droppings! These female insects really are insect droppings!
As the video continued to play, the bloody scene shocked all the Zerg, leaving them speechless.
When the alien species tears through the female insect's disguise, they begin to feed cruelly.
The female insects could no longer remain calm. Their antennae stood on end, and fine hairs appeared on their foreheads. This was the strongest battle signal. Once the signal appeared, it meant that these insectoids were ready to fight to the death.
They launched a frantic attack on the light screen, but the screen was made of light, and after a few seconds of fluctuation in the air, it returned to normal.
The female insects brandished their blades, yet tears streamed from their eyes—a testament to the sorrow and grief of losing their kind.
Immediately afterwards, the playback speed increased.
One batch after another of male insects fell to the music.
Until they saw a familiar face.
Han Ling, who was being verbally abused, went down the stairs from the second floor to the dance floor on the first floor.
The female insects recalled the twenty blood-stained towering trees they had seen before, as well as the pile of alien corpses, and their minds began to fill with anticipation.
The pain that had been suppressed for a century erupted all at this moment.
Countless Zerglings, their neck veins bulging, roared fiercely:
"Kill! Kill them all!"
Things unfolded as they had hoped.
When all the Zerg in the universe are glued to their screens.
Han Ling was closing his eyes, releasing his mental energy to soothe the million female soldiers of the Eighth Army who were suspended in mid-air.
It takes a long time to calm someone's spirit.
The female soldiers of the Eighth Army almost went berserk because they were too excited while watching the video.
Han Ling could only try to appease them first.
Half an hour later.
The light screen formed by the diamond-shaped camera dispersed, and Han Ling opened his eyes.
In front of him, Bern Mountain was wielding a wooden stick he had somehow acquired, protecting him.
"Get out of my way, Martin! Don't come near the boss, or I'll beat you up!"
Martin, holding a short dagger, seemed to want to rush over and stab Han Ling to death.
The two men moved strangely, like chickens pecking at each other, swinging their weapons at each other without any sense of order or strategy.
Han Ling patted Bernstein on the shoulder, pulled him behind him, and then asked Martin:
Why did you betray the Zerg?
Upon hearing this, Martin excitedly brandished his dagger and roared:
"I did not betray the Zerg! I did not betray the Zerg! I did it for the good of the Zerg! I did it for the good of the male Zerg!"
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