Chapter 26 No Such Bug Found

Limp looked at Jerry's expression which suddenly turned cold, and secretly took a half step back and hid behind Heras.

He also grabbed Heras's hand and shook it.

He who knows current affairs is a talented insect.

He can't beat it.

The air was silent for a moment.

Jerry saw the restraining ring on Limp's neck and his evasive movements, and gritted his teeth.

"Colonel, this kind of...you still keep him?"

The pause in the middle obviously omits a very dirty word.

Heras met Limp's reproachful gaze and smiled: "It will be useful if you keep it. If the brothers need help, you can ask him to comfort them."

The aircraft started up shakily.

Limp tried to carry out his evil plan: "If you had good-looking brothers..."

Heras raised an eyebrow and walked away from Limp.

Limp quickly completed the sentence.

"It's not as good-looking as Heras."

This is truly true.

More than once, Horus had heard Limp drooling in his heart.

You can lie about what you say, but you can't lie about what you feel.

So he turned his head away and pretended that he didn't hear it.

But he still acquiesced to Limp's move to hide behind him. His blue eyes, which were filled with pleasure but unconsciousness, seemed a little gentler than usual.

Jerry looked down as he watched the interaction between the two insects.

I thought the colonel was suffering, but I didn't expect him to eat so well.

Humph! You forget your friends when you see a beautiful woman!

After several scans, the aircraft finally arrived at its final destination.

At Heras's request, the aircraft landed in a crowded area and headed straight for the civilian registration area as soon as it landed.

The houses here are even simpler than those on the main planet, designed entirely for practicality. The honeycomb-like windows indicate the population density.

Heras began to search repeatedly on the registration list with the corresponding room number.

The crawl function was not found.

Heras anxiously scanned it again with his naked eyes.

Although he didn't say a word, his red eyes said it all. He looked quite pitiful.

I searched over and over again, but the result was always the same.

But it was all in vain.

Jerry carefully watched Heras' increasingly serious expression, trying to find a reason for him.

"Maybe with the pirates?"

Although there is little hope, it is better than despair.

It's like grabbing a life-saving straw in the vast ocean.

Heras quickly accepted this possibility and prepared to destroy the star pirates' lair.

"Colonel, don't be impulsive. I know you are in a hurry, but... this is the time when the pirates go out to burn and plunder nearby planets. You can't find them. They will come back in about three or four days."

No wonder they didn't encounter a single bug along the way.

The people were gathered in one place and managed uniformly, and pirates were not allowed to wander around outside.

Heras stood up suddenly.

There is a feeling of drawing a sword and looking around in confusion.

But there is no rush.

"The brothers miss you very much."

Jerry had a cold and hard personality, so he sounded a little aggrieved when he said this.

Heras changed his mind and softened his heart.

After all, they were friends through thick and thin. Even though he no longer had that status, he was still a close relative.

"Go check on them tomorrow morning and arrange a room for us."

Jerry responded.

"Well, what would you and your little master like to eat?"

"What would you like to eat, Lord?"

Heras threw the question to Limp, and he emphasized the word "hero" with great significance.

"Nutrients."

Limp didn't want to cause trouble. In a place like this where supplies were scarce, if they ate more, the people in distress would have to eat less.

"Please find some non-toxic exotic beasts that you killed recently and send them to me. My master doesn't like nutritional supplements."

Heras slowly overturned Limp's words and tilted his head to see his reaction.

Even though he knew that Heras was teasing him, Limp still nodded and cooperated with his performance.

"Okay." Jerry looked into Heras' smiling eyes and felt scared.

I have never seen the colonel in a good mood, and now that I see him, I feel like I am dreaming.

Jerry took them to an empty room, one step at a time, and placed a large piece of alien fragment in the kitchen outside the door, which was not well equipped.

"Colonel, you should have a good rest."

"I think I should apply for a leave of absence. I've been having hallucinations lately."

Jerry's eyes widened and he walked away lightly.

The house became quiet.

Due to the harsh conditions, there is no special real-time technology in the house, and even the lights are not voice-controlled.

Limp turned on the light with a click.

Although Heras tried his best to conceal it and acted very normal in front of other insects, even a little too cheerful and willing to tease Limp, the anxiety between his brows still lingered.

Those overly lively behaviors were just his subconscious cover-up, not wanting the insect to easily guess what he was thinking.

Limp picked up a piece of the alien beast, rinsed it under water, and began to cut it into pieces.

After walking in the darkness for a long time, the half bottle of nutritional supplement I had before was just a drop in the bucket.

Limp put the lean meat in water to blanch it, and fried the fat meat in oil. He tasted the few seasonings there and picked out the salty ones and put them in.

The meat was huge, and Limp's two arms gradually gave out as he flipped the pieces of meat in the pot.

So sour.

There were not many vegetables and the meat was too fatty and tasted greasy.

Limp managed to make a few glasses of sweet water.

Limp searched through all the drawers and cabinets but couldn't find any other food, so he had to give up the idea of ​​improving the food.

"Heracus, come and eat..."

When Limp turned around, he saw Heras standing behind him with his arms folded, watching him for an unknown period of time.

"What's the matter?"

Heras stared into his eyes, as if trying to analyze the ingredients inside.

"Are you feeling wronged? Your Excellency, Mr. Xiongzi?"

If it were a normal male insect, it would probably collapse at any step.

Being kidnapped would be terrifying.

Being kidnapped by one's own female slave would make one angry to death because of one's own superior self-esteem and contempt for the female slave.

Not to mention being put on a restraining ring used to discipline female insects, and being forcibly kissed by a female insect.

Heras gave him a chance to resist, but Limp refused.

Feeling wronged?

Limp blinked slowly. "I told you, you're just traveling with your male insect. What's there to be wronged about?"

"Then come with me tomorrow to meet my brothers. They should all be eager to meet you, Lord."

They probably really wanted to "kill" him.

Heras looked at him with amusement, and saw with satisfaction that Limp's hand holding the meat trembled slightly.

Limp smiled bitterly: "Well, okay."

What needs to be faced must be faced. Time will never wash away sins. Even if they are forgotten by the public, it will be difficult for their loved ones to let go.

Heras sat at the table and took a bite of meat: "You are different."

Limp's heart began to beat wildly, pounding in his chest like a drum.

"Haven't you experienced this before?" Limp thought of the desire to escape from his own control and was afraid that he would have to do it again.

"You're in love with me, aren't you?"