Chapter 41 It's the Devil

Limp had just said it casually, but now he felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Heras, and the hairs on his body seemed to stand on end.

He took off his shirt cautiously, revealing a piece of soft and elastic belly...meat.

I don’t know where to put my hands.

Heras's eyes were focused and serious as they fell on Limp, without any hint of ridicule.

Lin Puxin made up his mind and simply pulled down his pajamas and put on the clothes as quickly as possible.

The clothes were made for him and fit him perfectly.

But the clothes that looked so dignified on Heras looked like a youthful teenager on Limp, and every move he made was a little out of place.

She glared at Heras fiercely, protesting his blatant peeping.

"Does it look good? Hmm?"

Limp was embarrassed and ashamed, his ears turned red, and he was so obedient as to sew his pants with his hands, but he was unaware of it.

He thought he was very cool and pretended to be generous, but he turned around in front of Heras.

There is really no problem.

You can tell at a glance that he is not a military girl.

Heras looked him up and down, making Limp's toes curl up nervously, and then he slowly announced the result: "Not bad, no problem, let's go."

Limp followed Heras out.

Some of the insects' eyes fell on them. The path looked very spacious, but sporadic sounds could always be heard from the decorations beside it.

The military wives usually keep it to themselves too much, and now that they have a rare chance to be gossiped about, they don't even care about the possibility of being punished.

Heras pretended not to notice and walked towards the training ground as if nothing had happened.

Limp could hear the sounds but couldn't see the insects around him. He knew they were hiding on purpose and didn't want to be discovered.

So, Limp lagged behind Heras half a step and reached out to grab the corner of his clothes.

When Heras felt the pull and turned to look at him, Limp pursed his lips, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Finally, under pressure, he had to say it out loud: "It feels like a bug is staring at me."

Regardless of whether Heras believed it or not, Limp first grabbed the corner of his clothes, then pulled Heras's sleeve, and finally "inadvertently" linked their hands together.

his.

They're all his.

What are you looking at?

Heras did not comment on his flawed performance, but just slowed down his pace a little.

Limp raised his hands high in the air as if in protest.

I don’t know who to show it to.

After all, there was no insect around.

"arrive."

The door opened automatically, and a huge building made entirely of red suddenly appeared in front of Limp, catching him off guard.

I'm used to seeing rooms where the Zerg use space very efficiently, so I was a little uncomfortable seeing such an empty space at first.

A thin ray of light shines through the very high dome.

Entering the corridor, there is a spacious area, bright red in color, paved with high-tech flooring made of unknown material, on which some words can be vaguely seen.

Looking online, there are rows and rows of seats, densely packed in all directions.

At a glance, it can accommodate thousands of insects.

It is an open venue for display. The middle one is at the lowest point, and the seats around it gradually increase in height, allowing you to have a clear view of everything on the stage.

Heras tried to shake off Limp's hand, but failed, so he just pulled him in.

"Here, you fight me, and ask the female insects who need to be comforted to come and watch. You can learn some fighting skills, and they may get some pheromones."

Heras didn't tell Limp that he was already preparing to go to the black market to get some canned pheromones from the female soldiers to ensure the physical and mental health of the female insects below.

As for Limp's pheromones, it's fine if they exist or not.

It will never cause him to run out of pheromones or have to have blood drawn to extract pheromones.

Anyway, the insects are already under his nose, so he has the final say on what to do.

Heras thought of what the netizen said before, and it seemed to make a lot of sense now. He would not lose anything if he was stronger and put up a bit of resistance.

At most, Limp will suffer a little.

He took a stance, motioning Limp to look carefully.

"I'll show you how to do it first, and then you can use it to fight me."

The special structure of the house amplified Heras' voice infinitely. Although he did not deliberately increase the volume, it could be heard clearly everywhere.

Military ladies came one after another from high places to take seats around.

Some even ran over breathlessly, and it was obvious that they had just come out of training and wanted to grab a position closer to the colonel.

This was live instruction. Even though they had already fully mastered the fighting skills, it was an honor for them to watch the colonel practice in person.

Maybe you can learn something new from it.

That was the foundation of the foundation, but the colonel must have had his reasons for taking action. Heras had climbed from a commoner to the position of colonel. Without some martial arts skills and talent, he would not be able to suppress the bugs below.

The female soldiers cherished this opportunity and watched intently.

Limp also stared at it.

【Wow! 】

Heras heard the sound again and almost lost his balance.

A bad feeling arose in my heart.

Sure enough, Limp praised his demonstration highly and drooled all over the floor.

[Look, this punch can beat ten of me. ]

Heras turned around and the wind from his fist hit Limp's face, brushed against his hair and flew out, then was suddenly retracted.

[Wow! Heras is so handsome. I love him so much.]

As a result, many sharp-sighted female soldiers noticed that their colonel's punches were becoming more and more fierce, with murderous intent in his eyes, and his movements were smooth and powerful.

The little male insect on the field seemed to be frightened.

Let's just say that the colonel deliberately brought him under his command for the purpose of revenge.

Show him how to do it first, and then you can beat him up, and then beat him up again, and then beat him up again.

The reason for using it is still very legitimate.

So that he can fulfill his three-month service obligation!

That's quite reasonable.

Many female soldiers secretly made up their minds not to offend the colonel.

I thought it was because the Colonel and his men were trained very strictly before, but now I realize that the Colonel is still a person who holds grudges.

Can't afford to offend.

"It's over. From now on, use everything you've learned and attack me as hard as you can."

Just as Limp had come back to his senses from this superb performance, he saw Heras hooking his finger at him not far away.

"Come on."

The surrounding stands were filled with bugs at some point.

“Go ahead!”

"We're counting on you!"

Joking, urging, all kinds of voices echoed from all directions.

Limp's mind went blank for a moment, and he felt that the scene before him was a bit like the scene in his textbook in his previous life.

A certain fighting arena.

Bullfighting show.

And at this moment, he is the cow.

Horus was waiting for him at a leisurely pace.

How do I fight this?

Limp had seen Heras's fighting power. Although he himself had some skills, he would need to practice for another hundred years if he wanted to defeat Heras.

"Why aren't you moving?"

Heras remembered that Limp had just learned nothing and his mind was full of **, so his smile deepened. Since he was so confident, he would naturally accept the consequences.

Limp took two steps forward, raised his leg and kicked, but he didn't want to hit the face, so he deliberately changed direction.

Heras was much faster than him and lifted him up by the legs.

She held him upside down and let him shake for a few times without letting go.

"Heras!"

This is the devil!