Chapter 25 Chapter 25 The name of our home is Earth.
"Do you know where His Highness Gal is?"
Angus hurried back to the Reda, grabbed a warrior who appeared in front of him, and asked about Gal's whereabouts.
"Sir, I heard that His Highness took a large pot of food to the infirmary." Seeing that Angus was extremely anxious, the soldier did not dare to delay.
"Okay, I got it."
When Angus arrived at the infirmary, he saw a strange scene where dozens of soldiers were gathered in a circle with shocked expressions on their faces, muttering something to each other.
"Where is His Highness Gal?" Angus did not see the person he wanted to see, and he was filled with rage, staring at everyone fiercely.
The noisy warriors suddenly quieted down their voices.
"Angus, I, I'm here..." The voice of the silver-haired male insect came from the center of the crowd.
The crowd parted and the silver-haired male insect slowly walked out from the path vacated by the crowd.
Angus noticed carefully that the male insect's fingers were trembling slightly, and there was a hint of unrest in his eyes.
This proved that the uneasiness in the male insect's heart that he sensed outside was real.
"What's wrong?" Angus' heart tightened, and he quickly took a few steps forward to bring the silver-haired male insect to his side.
Gal is not used to relying on others, but Angus's presence always makes him feel at ease.
The feeling of knowing that no matter what you do, there is always a strong person supporting and protecting you is really addictive, and Gal gradually got used to relying on Angus.
He stood within Angus's protective range, and the two of them stuck together with their arms pressed against each other.
Gal recounted in detail what had just happened.
"Angus, what do you think is going on?" Gal pointed to the pot full of nutritious porridge.
"You." Angus pointed at a soldier at random, "Go get a bowl of porridge and taste it."
The porridge was clearly empty, but in the blink of an eye it filled up the entire pot again. It was extremely weird.
Although the warrior was doubtful, he still followed Angus' instructions and tried to drink a sip of the strange porridge.
"What does it feel like?"
"Sir, this soup is fresh and delicious, just as good as the one I had before." As he said this, the warrior raised his head and drank up the remaining soup again.
"You two should divide the soup." Angus held Gal's hand, "We'll talk outside."
Gal knew that there were many people in the room, and Angus was worried that if he told the story directly, it might cause some unpredictable consequences.
Kogal once said that he regarded all the soldiers on the warships as his closest family and companions, and he should not be suspicious of them as if they were untrustworthy outsiders.
"We are all family, so let's talk about it here."
Gal placed his backhand on the orc's big hand and exerted a little force with his fingers.
He wanted to use this method to tell Angus that he was serious and he didn't want to hide anything from everyone.
"Since you've spoken, I..." Angus's beastly pupils shrank and he glanced at the crowd.
It seems like a warning.
"Are there any higher-level insects here?" Angus asked.
"Report to the general, yes." Several scattered arms were raised one after another.
Angus nodded and said, "I think you guys will find it easier to understand what I'm going to say next."
As he said this, he turned around and looked at the silver-haired male insect, saying in a gentle tone, "Do you remember what A-Mo mentioned before, the ability of the male insect after the second transformation?"
"Due to the different levels of mental power, male insects will have more than one special ability. In addition to the previous precision shooting ability, I think this is your second ability - replication."
After hearing this, the female insects in the crowd could no longer remain calm.
"Yes, in the history of higher insects, there are indeed cases where multiple abilities are awakened after the second metamorphosis, but such cases are extremely rare, and we have only learned about them in textbooks."
The higher-level Zerg's eyes were filled with intense emotions as they looked at Gal.
They originally thought that they were exiled to this desolate planet abandoned by the universe, and that what awaited them would be a more tragic life than death on their home planet. But who would have thought that the lord of this planet, the male insect they were guarding, was actually a genius male insect who had discovered two abilities not long after his second transformation.
For death row inmates like them, it is truly a great fortune to have the opportunity to work under such a gifted male insect.
As Gal was at the center of the crowd, he clearly felt the almost crazy "visual attack" of the female insects and quietly moved a few steps behind the blond beastman.
After taking over this new body for several months, he is still not quite used to the respect that female insects have for male insects that is engraved in their genes.
Gal felt that at this moment he was like the cult leader in the novel, being stared at devoutly, madly and stubbornly by his followers.
"Copying, this sounds like a very useful ability." In the team, except for the higher-level Zerg race, the other races still had clear heads, and they immediately grasped the key point.
Today, planet development projects are being implemented step by step. As the progress progresses, more and more problems are encountered.
The most serious problem now is that the planet is too large. The equipment and instruments in the battleship warehouse are far from enough for them to use. If they don't find a way to increase the number of equipment, the plan will not be able to move forward.
The emergence of the male insect's "replication" ability is like a light that illuminates the dark night, allowing people to regain confidence in developing the planet.
"No, copying large machines requires a lot of mental strength. Your Highness has just completed the second metamorphosis and his mental strength is still fragile. We cannot take risks." The female insects reacted violently.
How cruel, how cruel! How could such a wonderful male insect be banished to such a dangerous and desolate planet?
Your Highness, a male insect whose mental power is close to double S level, should enjoy the service of female monarchs, female servants and female slaves on his home planet, and be gently awakened by the female insects from his soft and comfortable big bed every day, instead of worrying about survival issues like now.
It would be great if there was a chance to contact the male insect protection organization on the mother planet. At least we could send the high-level male insect with spiritual power that the insect race lacks back to the mother planet.
Gal seemed to see the female insects' unwillingness, and interrupted the frustrated female insect in a serious tone, "The planet we are on is called D81. This is not the territory of the Zerg, nor is it the home planet."
"Forget the past, forget about abandoning our race. This planet is our home. Instead of fantasizing about someone coming to save us, it is better to change the reality with our own hands."
"The resources on the battleship are limited. They will be used up one day. Let's face the reality. We need to develop areas and resources on this planet that are suitable for our survival."
"The male insects high above are the people of the higher insect race, and I am one of the residents of Planet D81, and a companion who has built a home together with you, Gal."
"What is the sacrifice for you and our common homeland?"
The beautiful and fragile male insect has the strongest and bravest heart.
At this moment, no matter whether it was the higher-level Zerg, the orc warriors who followed Angus to defect, or the smaller Ares, regardless of race or previous position, all life forms looked at Gal with passion in their eyes.
A long-lost "fire" was burning fiercely in the body.
They are a forgotten planet and a forgotten race. Now that they have been almost reborn, why can't they forget the rules that were imposed on them in the past and create a set of rules that they recognize?
"Since this is our common home, we can't always call our home a deserted planet or D81. What do you think?"
Gal's tone softened, and the ending of his voice when he asked questions rose like a small feather, stirring everyone's hearts.
The soldiers in the room could only blush and nod their heads continuously, as if they were a nodding machine.
"I have made up my mind. Our home will be called Earth. As long as we work hard, this will become a utopia that all life in the universe will envy."
No matter how humans died out, the Earth became a deserted planet with no human habitation.
He plans to rebuild this planet so that the Earth can have its own place in the universe and even become a paradise that all life will envy and yearn for.
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"Really want to try it? Why not start with something smaller? I think this bottle of nutritional supplements will be good for the experiment." The tall male lion beastman took out a bottle of nutritional supplements that was only as long as his little finger from somewhere. It was difficult for his thick-knuckled fingers to hold the thin test tube.
When he held an important position in the empire, he always had strict requirements for the soldiers under him. He did not allow them to be afraid of difficulties and they were required to face them head-on. This was something that new recruits had to do.
He was called an iron-blooded general by the imperial soldiers, but now he found a very awkward and rubbish excuse to persuade the male insect not to force himself.
"Angus, this planet..."
Gard paused, remembering that he had changed D81's name back to its original name, and changed his words, "The situation on Earth is very complicated. We have limited manpower and resources. Recently, the number of patrols has increased, and the consumption of nutrient solution has also increased. Half of the nutrient solution in stock has been consumed."
"Angus, if I delay for one more day, the resources on the Reda will be reduced. We must speed up the cleanup of external radiation."
Angus was a general who had once been a commander in a corps. He knew very well what the phrase "putting the overall situation first" meant. In order to destroy the enemy's forces, he was willing to sacrifice the lives of some people, including himself.
The male insect, who had never participated in a combat and was protected by higher-level insects on his home planet, unexpectedly had such a broad perspective that he was willing to give up his unstable mental strength for the sake of the dozens of lives on the Reda.
There was more admiration in Angus' eyes as he looked at the young man next to him.
"Go ahead and do it. I'll always be there for you." Respecting Gal's choice and being his most loyal guardian is Angus' best choice now.
This seemingly noble male insect has a soul that is more courageous than most male orc warriors.
D81, no, Earth, this planet has a lord named Gal, they have a leader named Gal, and their fate has reached a turning point.
The three overlords who have dominated the universe for many years are still enjoying the rights and status of ruling all races in the universe. They could not have imagined that what kind of power is rising on a long-forgotten desert planet far away at the edge of the universe.