Chapter 153 Throw It Out

"The main insect."

Xie Si raised his head from the computer and looked at Eastman. He found that Eastman was looking at him gently. His ears were already dyed red. He wanted to dodge but tried his best to hold back.

Obviously, the sound just now came from him.

Eastman actually said that.

Xie Si knew that these royal insects all boasted of their nobility and regarded their own status as above everything else. Even in matters of bed, they would look down on others and make them submit to them.

If you don't have a close relationship with them, you may think they are elegant and approachable, but once you get to know them, you will realize that they are very arrogant. Your status, rank, level and ability are all factors that determine whether you are worthy of being treated politely by them.

"Say it again."

Xie Si pursed his lips into a slit and took out his laptop to record a video.

"Look at the camera."

Eastman had never suffered such an injustice before. He looked left and right and refused to turn his face to the camera.

Xie Si was right, he was proud.

Although he temporarily put aside his pride when facing Xie Si, it did not mean that he could allow this to happen.

After all, he is the insect cub of the Insect Emperor.

After waiting for a while and seeing no sign of him committing a crime, Xie Si lost interest and said, "Throw him out. I need to rest."

It's not fun at all.

What does that little family mean?

Send this bug up here to poke his scar?

And how could a prince fall into the hands of a small family that is not even a third-rate power? Is there some conspiracy?

Even if the Insect Emperor fell, no insect would dare to treat his females like this. On the one hand, it was because all of his females were S-level, and they were not easy to bully. On the other hand, he just ran away, not dead.

What if he makes a comeback someday... their betrayal probably still has some value and they won't lose their lives, but they have stepped on his male insect's head. Even if he no longer wants this male insect, he probably won't be able to withstand the wrath of the Insect Emperor.

No fence-sitter would dare to take such a risk.

They can only try to please both sides, wait and see which side is stronger, and be ready to withdraw their choice at any time.

Cautious to the core.

They are now reluctant to offend even ordinary civilians, for fear of being used as an example to scare the monkeys.

Not to mention packaging the prince as a gift and sending it to the current head of the regime, this is a losing deal with no chance of survival.

Xie Si always felt that there was some conspiracy here, but before he had the chance to think about it too deeply, he heard the sound of muscles colliding next to him.

The two female soldiers pulled Eastman over easily without much effort.

Now I want to take it away, but I find that Eastman is harder to control than a pig during the Chinese New Year. Each of its limbs has its own ideas and it struggles fiercely, with an expression of aggrieved on its face.

"Thanks..."

Seeing Xie Si's cold eyes, Eastman's voice and momentum became shorter, but he still held the table leg and clung to the floor, refusing to be taken away. "Master, please! Please don't throw me away! I'll tell you! Isn't it enough for me to tell you?"

The two military wives naturally recognized the former prince. At this moment, they pretended that they heard nothing.

This matter is too complicated, they can't just get involved blindly, who knows what General Xie is thinking? If they make a mistake in their mission, they won't even think about getting a promotion or a raise.

So they all raised their heads and waited for Mr. Xie's order.

Xie Si was unyielding: "It's too late to call now. We don't need it anymore. Throw it out."

Eastman suddenly lost his strength and stopped struggling. He stared at Xie Si with complicated emotions in his eyes, sadness mixed with guilt, pain mixed with pleading, and his eyes were slightly red.

This look made Xie Si want to hit him again.

What kind of look is that? It's like the separation of life and death?

He is going to sleep, not to die!

When Eastman was carried to the door, he spoke again: "Throw it in the shed next to my house. Don't untie it or worry about it. Just throw it there."

Eastman's eyes suddenly became clear and he opened his mouth to smile.

"Thank you……"

Before he could finish, Xie Si threw a piece of cloth at him: "Stop your mouth."

Xie Si bought himself a long period of peace. Finally, the nightmare-like sounds disappeared from his surroundings, and he was able to suppress the sadness in his heart.

He lay in bed, trying his best not to think about what had just happened, letting his mind wander into chaos and falling into a deep sleep.

Eastman and the like don't deserve his sympathy at all.

No matter how miserable his life is, just throw him out and let him fend for himself. You can turn a blind eye to it and it won't affect you.

So, forget it.

Why should I repeatedly whip my young and ignorant self for a scumbag?

Xie Si turned over.

Turn over.

He lifted the quilt, sat up, and then lay down again.

In the middle of the night, the temperature outside dropped very low. The Zerg were trying hard to simulate the environment of the original planets, hoping that all the insects could adapt to such an outdoor environment instead of becoming flowers in a greenhouse.

Xie Si sat up again.

He casually threw on a piece of clothing and walked outside with a heavy heart, his footsteps unknowingly heading towards the shed.

Eastman still had the piece of cloth in his mouth, and it was about to fall out, and his lips were turning a little blue.

But he was tied up so tightly that he couldn't even pat his body to keep warm. White steam came out of his nose and his ears were red from the cold.

Xie Si picked up the insect by the rope on its back, looked around, then carried it back to his room and dropped it on the ground.

I turned up the heater a few degrees to make sure he wouldn't catch a cold, then I wrapped him in a blanket.

When Eastman woke up the next day, he had his eyes closed and was still in the same position. He was tied too tightly, leaving marks on his flesh.

The cloth in his mouth was about to fall off, swaying and about to fall, which made Xie Si wonder whether the two military girls yesterday had accepted the favor and did not treat Eastman strictly.

There were several transparent boxes lying on the ground. They were empty boxes of nutritional supplements. One of them was kicked away with one foot.

Xie picked it up and took a closer look. It was a low-end nutritional supplement box, and the surface was spotlessly clean.

Who threw the garbage into his room?

Xie Si thought about it for a while but had no idea, so he threw all the nutrition boxes on the ground into the trash can, then opened the curtains to let the sunlight in.