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Wen Yuxiao pulled his face to stop the evil capitalism from continuing to corrode his poor soul, and found the drink shop according to the address Xiao An sent him.
When I walked in, the store wasn't very busy, probably because school hadn't started yet, so there were only a few customers.
Xiao An was a round-faced girl in uniform standing in front of the counter. Wen Yuxiao walked over and asked her a few questions, and was immediately taken to the backstage where the store manager was also waiting.
She had been exposed to a lot of interviews while working in various places, so she had some experience. She answered the store manager's questions sincerely, and the salary and benefits were within her expectations. It was agreed that she would start work next week.
The unified currency of the entire galaxy is a virtual electronic money called "contribution points", which is only stored on one's own identity account card. It depends on each person's contribution to the collective. The scope of this contribution is very complex, and contribution points can be obtained from everything from scientific research to street stalls.
Wen Yuxiao did not develop in the field of finance, but only had a superficial understanding of it. He knew that this thing was developed by the Zerg and everyone was using it. You don't need others to put a knife to your neck and coerce you simply and rudely.
There's nothing we can do about it. The Zerg were the only winners of that interstellar melee back then, and are currently at the pinnacle of the interstellar world, dominating all other galaxies.
Since your fist is not as big as others, you naturally have to listen to them.
Therefore, that unlimited card means that she can use it no matter where in this sea of stars, without any worries. Even if she buys a planet casually, the owner of the card will probably just applaud and ask her if she wants another one.
Unfortunately, Wen Yuxiao's fingertips lightly brushed across the three golden characters "No Limit". All the gifts that fate had given her were already marked with a price, including her happy life at this moment.
Next was a conversation with Xiao An. The somewhat shy girl introduced herself to her, saying that her real name was An Xiaoya and she was an omega.
Wen Yuxiao was stunned. This was the first time she had come into close contact with the indigenous people in all these days this week. When they went out to play before, the King Insect basically did not allow outsiders to contact him. Some unavoidable negotiations were also handled by him personally, and he could isolate anyone who wanted to approach them with just a few words.
She often saw people with animal features, as well as other strange races that only appeared in books. Whenever her eyes curiously passed over those strange physical features, the silver-haired king insect would always attract her attention with his exceptionally handsome appearance.
He smiled a captivating smile: "Your Highness, look at me."
Recalling the days when she was bewitched by the King Insect, Wen Yuxiao felt a little guilty. An Xiaoya sent her to the door of the store and told her to see her at the beginning of school. Only then did she realize that school would start next week, and the date the store manager set for her happened to be two days after school started, which would give her enough time to take care of some trivial matters.
After her troubles were resolved, she felt much better. This was the first time she went out alone on this planet, so she couldn't help but walk around the school a few more times and didn't go back until it was time for lunch.
Standing at the door, the artificial intelligence had already recognized her identity and quickly opened the door for her. The beautiful woman with silver hair had just taken off her apron. Three dishes and a soup were already set on the table. As soon as the door opened, he came to greet her: "Your Highness, welcome home."
After lunch, Wen Yuxiao sat at the table. The hesitant look in her eyes while she was eating told Wang Chong that she had something to discuss with him, so he sent the hardworking artificial intelligence to wash the dishes, sat opposite Her Majesty the Queen, and took a full attitude to face what was to come.
"I'm going to school next week." Wen Yuxiao pursed her lips. Her fingers were twisted together under the table, and her nails were digging into her palms. It was a subconscious action when she was nervous.
"Hmm..." The King Insect pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you want to live on campus or stay home? I can arrange it."
Her eyes were a little vague, not daring to look at the serious Zerg sitting across from her. She gave her answer in a low voice: "I want to live on campus..."
"Anyway, I'm sorry to bother you during this time."
These words made her sound like an ungrateful person who took advantage of others and walked away. She wanted to say goodbye to the kind-hearted people who had worked hard to raise her for a period of time and kept her well fed and clothed. Her conscience, which had a strong sense of existence, began to ache slightly. Wen Yuxiao lowered her head, not daring to look at the rich businessman's expression.
"No problem." As expected, there was no possibility that these insects would say "no" to her request. The Silver-haired King Insect confirmed her idea straightforwardly.
The king worm glanced at the AI eating melons nearby, and the other party immediately raised its mechanical arm in surrender, shutting off the flashing red light on the camera, but the voice of the green tea worm, so gentle that it could squeeze out water, could still be heard: "It's just that your highness, your breeding season is about to begin."
Yue, you are so good at pretending. The terminal dared not say anything and could only slander in secret.
This is a clever trick, like boiling a frog in warm water. It's nothing like the psychopathic priest who went crazy when he was rejected by His Highness. He pretended to be good-tempered but couldn't control his inherent aggressiveness and toughness.
Although this giant spider prototype is the least favorite of my mother, it is still possible to capture it as long as it can be assembled properly.
The terminal collected data and compared the two. Before they dominated the interstellar space, they were of course in the same boat, but now they are united and have free time to engage in civil war.
Wen Yuxiao was stunned for a moment, wondering when her last breeding season had been. She realized she hadn't written down this seemingly insignificant thing, so she had no choice but to ask the Overlord, who was incredibly sensitive to this, "When was it...?"
The King Insect gave a gentle, unquestionable smile: "Tomorrow."
The girl frowned upon learning the answer, inevitably becoming distressed. Then, remembering something crucial, her eyes fell on the smiling Zerg: "The priest has told you how to survive the breeding season, right?"
"Of course." The Zerg nodded, "I won't offend Your Highness."
His eyes fell on the robotic arm that was quietly lying on the ceiling pretending to be dead. The artificial intelligence was silent for a rare time, and its virtual image was turned off and did not appear again. It seemed that it was a sensible person and knew that he would not accept any creature appearing in its territory.
Terminal cursed him in his heart as a bad-tempered and violent Zerg. A priest might try to reason with him, but this arrogant, conceited, and complacent king would just take action.
Wen Yuxiao was unaware of the undercurrents between the two, and returned to her room in a depressed mood. She continued to chat with An Xiaoya on the Internet. She was a little sleepy and lazy during the breeding period, and coupled with the buff of feeling sleepy after eating, she fell asleep in a short while.
When she woke up again, it was already night. The smell in the room had completely changed. A light blue gas came out of the air device next to her and dissipated into the air. The girl, whose brain was still fuzzy after just waking up, carefully identified the unfamiliar smell. It was the fragrant scent of flowers, light, fresh and elegant.
But the fragrance soon grew stronger, so thick that it was pungent and overpowering, making her feel as if she was trapped in a deep forest by layers of spider webs, strangling her limbs and making it difficult for her to breathe.
Yet, I feel particularly safe under this airtight wrapping.
"Your Highness." The King Bug called softly from outside the door. Wen Yuxiao took a few quick breaths to calm himself down. Tiredly, he leaned against the door and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Nothing, I just want to chat with you." His voice sounded as soft and soothing as usual, which reminded her that the king insect usually coaxed her in the same way and encouraged her to try more new things.
He said, I hope I will always have your back.
But he did it. The priest's excessive desire to protect her made her realize that someone cared about her, and the rich businessman's unconditional doting gave her the courage to be confident. If she continued to come into contact with this king insect, she might be spoiled too much and really turn into a brainless and vicious female supporting role.
She was drowsy and hoped again, if only all this were true, if only I were the real queen...how wonderful that would be.
"What to talk about?" Wen Yuxiao admitted that she was not very good at chatting. When talking to most people, she would only agree with a few words. It was okay with people of the same sex. Except for some maverick girls, other girls liked only a few things: handsome guys, star chasing, TV dramas, anime, and games. No matter what, she could always come up with one or two topics.
But it's different with the opposite sex. In her eyes, the opposite sex is the perfect topic terminator, and she won't make herself bored and insist on continuing the conversation, except for the Zerg, because these Zerg will only go along with what she says and can exaggerate her insignificant advantages for half an hour.
She wanted to move on to the next topic and put an end to the other party's praise, but she always got the opportunity to be praised non-stop.
It can be said that contact with the Zerg is what makes her most relaxed. They always think about problems from her own perspective, and try to empathize with her no matter what the situation is. The questions she raises can be answered and solved immediately.
Wen Yuxiao really likes this comfortable way of getting along. In every book about StarCraft, everyone describes the Zerg's notorious reputation, saying what a cold-blooded, cruel, violent and ferocious race it is.
If you tear off the skin of these guys, you will see a hideous and terrifying monster.
But all she felt from these monsters was love, unconditional love.
It was as if she was now whispering with a king insect at the top of the food chain through a door that could be said to be insignificant. The obstruction of this door was nothing to him. He could lift up a dozen doors with a wave of his hand, and even demolishing this building was a piece of cake.
But he was willing to endure the impact of the breeding season on himself, and was meekly kept outside the door, chatting with the girl about some insignificant little things.
The painted skin on his body was slightly dissolved, and three pairs of eyes appeared on his originally gorgeous face. The clear and bright amethyst eyeballs now glowed with a cold light. Several sharp spider spears grew on his back, and multiple fangs emerged from his mouth. Only half of his form was human.
He still sat obediently at the door, listening to his mother's soft, tired murmurs.
The king insect felt extremely at ease and suppressed his inner impatience and possessiveness. The silver-white spider legs contracted, wrapped him into a ball, and curled up quietly in front of Wen Yuxiao's door.
When it was woken up again, it was time to draw blood. The artificial intelligence reluctantly waved the bent and most powerful needle in front of the king insect's eyes. The king insect still retained some rationality and did not use the spider silk that covered the entire room to cut these mechanical arms into pieces of scrap metal.
Holding the instrument, the terminal moved carefully in the room that had become a spider's nest, with transparent spider silk everywhere that could cut through iron like mud. He came in front of the king insect and took out the ultimate weapon given to him by the scholar, a needle that could pierce through the priest and destroy him with one shot.
There was no other way, he had to risk his life to wake up the behemoth, and then waited by the side with a bowl in hand. Although the other party only revealed half of his original form and his brain had switched to dementia mode, he still remembered his mother's request. He cut his arm cleanly and neatly, and strange emerald green blood flowed out. The terminal quickly filled a large bowl with blood while the wound was still not healed.
He is indeed a tough guy who can fight hand-to-hand with the two king insects in the military. Not only does he have thick skin and strong muscles, he moves fast and has a super strong self-healing ability.
After a while, the wound that was still bleeding had healed, and only a shallow flesh-pink scar could be seen as the scratch.
As a weak, pitiful and helpless artificial intelligence, the terminal had a rare opportunity to collect information about the King Insect. It quickly scanned it twice for future analysis and did not dare to do it a third time because the big spider had already seen it.
He dared to guarantee that if he made any inappropriate move at this moment, the other party would completely destroy the data.
The wealthy businessman was the one with the most money anyway. If the data and machines were destroyed, they could just replace them with a new batch, without any worries. The priest was able to restrain himself entirely because he had collaborated with the scholars, and it was difficult for him to attack the artificial intelligence developed by others.
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