Chapter 90
"But aren't you going to participate in the intern selection?"
"Um... we can wait until next time... at most five years, I have a long... a very long time, no rush."
The chubby classmate stammered, but it made Toto pause for a moment. He realized that he was different from him. After saying goodbye to the chubby classmate, he went to another section of the bookshelf, opened the thick pages, and found the book about genetic aptitude.
The lowest-ranking Zerg race, with a short lifespan.
Probably less than a third of the advanced Zerg.
They hatch quickly, adapt easily to their environment, grow rapidly, and then age rapidly.
The federal government did not give them preferential treatment; they lacked resources and had an unsatisfactory upbringing. Most of the good conditions had to be earned through their own efforts.
Compared to the advanced Zerg who struggle to find mates and have long lifespans, the lesser Zerg are very busy and eager to reproduce, their numbers filling every nook and cranny of the Federation.
Toto is nothing special.
He was just one of these ordinary people.
The father asked to meet him, and Toto got ready and went to keep the appointment. He brought his father pastries, as well as a beautiful bouquet of flowers, as Merck had reminded him to.
Toto never used to bring flowers to Enoch, knowing Enoch wouldn't like them, but today's bouquet was a special variety from the Imperial Star, radiating a silvery starlight.
Enoch's face appeared aloof in the dim light. He took the flowers, said thank you, and the two insects fell into a deathly silence.
Enoch felt a little stifled. His fingers trembled as he unbuttoned the top button and looked at the male insect sitting on the other side of the table.
The male insect resembles its female father.
Short hair, an intimidating and frightening appearance, and thin lips that are too sharp and too ruthless.
Enoch took a sip of tea: "I gave you some money."
Toto nodded.
"You can use it to do whatever you want, buy lots of things, food, household items, games, art, literature, whatever you do, live a better life, don't worry about me, don't make me worry about you."
"good."
Enoch suddenly felt annoyed. He tugged at his tightly bound collar again. After years on the grasslands, he seemed no longer able to adapt to the complex clothing of the Imperial Star.
"Live a better life, Toto."
It wasn't a request, nor a blessing; what seeped from the father's cold and sorrowful expression was more of a sigh of helplessness.
He genuinely wanted the child to be happy and to break free from the cocoon that bound the three of them, the Zerg.
But he wouldn't be a normal father, and Toto wouldn't be a normal insect cub. In that tent, they smoothed out their natures, carefully restraining themselves so that they wouldn't hurt each other when they were close together. They had already learned how to get along normally.
Toto and his father spent half an afternoon together.
He didn't mention it to any of the Zerg, but Fei clearly sensed the change in his emotions.
As Toto stared blankly at the garden, a warm coat covered him. Toto turned around and saw Fei dressed in pajamas, exuding a refined air.
He walked over to Toto with his hands behind his back, looked down at him, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
As dusk fell on the imperial star, the sky lit up with a silvery-blue starlight.
Toto was enveloped in a warm scent, and the depression that had been lingering around him seemed to dissipate somewhat.
He hesitated for a long time before looking at the reliable yet aloof female soldier: "Your Excellency, I... am currently lost."
No longer needed.
He didn't seem to be cared for much. He had desperately wanted his father to accept him, but it seemed that the father's open heart only contained sighs and sorrow, not love.
Those things he couldn't fully understand in his youth almost tormented him again in his young adulthood.
The male insect appeared calm and exhausted.
But there was no confusion in his eyes; he only showed a sense of loss that Fei couldn't understand.
Fei kept his eyes on him, and with a confident smile that concealed his displeasure, he gave his answer: "You can become a better scholar than Arnold."
Toto was silent for a moment, then smiled slightly.
Fei blinked gently.
However, Fei soon felt annoyed.
Toto became very busy, and the two insects rarely met. Even when they did meet, the male insect was so serious that he seemed frozen, so busy that he could only offer a routine greeting.
Fei began to observe him. At first, he just wanted to know what the boy was thinking. He never thought he was alone, but the male insect refused dinner. He sat alone at one end of the table, picked up the newspaper and put it down again, picked up the wine glass but found it tasteless, stared at the burning candle on the table, and fell into a little self-doubt.
Is he the kind of female Zerg that the Zerg don't like?
The female soldier's melancholy did not last long. Having grown up, she understood the importance of consideration and respect, so she did not make any demands in this regard. Instead, she tried her best to cooperate with Toto's schedule.
Occasionally, Toto would put aside his studies and go for a walk with him, or chat with him over afternoon tea, which made him very happy.
Toto's learning speed was astonishing; he secured a place as an intern next to a professor entirely on his own merits.
The professor was indifferent to this, but afterwards gave him a beautiful brooch with a special pattern. Professor Arnold coldly pushed up his glasses and said, "This is the Walsh family crest. Take it; it's useless."
Compared to Toto, the professor devoted everything to his research and didn't care about his own basic needs.
That brooch was extremely ornate and exquisite.
Toto went home wearing the brooch, and Fei raised an eyebrow slightly when he saw the pattern.
Toto scratched his head: "What's wrong?"
Fei leaned closer; he was taller than Toto. He bent down slightly to examine the pattern wrapped around the lapel, but he didn't point it out. Professor Arnold would never have his own offspring or get married. He had more than ten years left to live, and after that, the family name would once again lose its heir.
The significance of him giving Toregia this badge may be that he saw Toregia was as engrossed in research as he was, and he didn't want him to be constrained by financial constraints.
But Fei will not allow Toregia to encounter the same Zerg as Arnold and suffer the same fate.
Looking at the medal, he smiled and said, "Arnold likes you very much. You should keep this precious gift safe."
Toto carefully placed the badge into the box and solemnly said, "I will."
On the other side.
Professor Arnold was greeted by an uninvited guest whose humble office was excessively ornate.
"So this is what Mr. Arnold is like. He is very different from what I imagined."
Professor Arnold frowned. "I'm busy, please be frank."
The male insect chuckled softly, flicked the ash from his cigarette with his slender fingers painted with black nail polish, and suddenly leaned close to Arnold, bringing with him a cool fragrance.
He leaned on Arnold's shoulder, his body soft and supple, his beautiful eyes like lakes filled with stars, a deep, vibrant blue, and incredibly bright: "If you're willing to sleep with me, I'll forgive you for what happened between you and my fiancé, how about it?"
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