Chapter 93 Empire

Lin Pu stood up in respect.

How did he know they had a great time last night?

Ginger is still spicy with age, is it really that spicy? Or is he just showing his happiness on his face?

He mumbled, "Very good, very good."

"With him...?"

Heras turned his head to one side, but his ears turned a little red.

Limp couldn't see Heras's expression, and didn't intend to tell other insects about his private affairs, so he lowered his head a little and pretended that he didn't hear the question from the Snow Clan elder.

But when the elders of the Snow Clan saw this, they knew they had been seduce and were afraid.

I dare not speak nonsense and I have to observe the insect's expression.

Well, what good can happen to male insects if they fall into a place where there is no protection for them?

Elder: Damn it, how could I bring up another insect's sad story?

Sighing for the unfortunate male insect, the elder quickly changed the subject and dared not bring it up again.

"Ahem, look at the question I asked. Just pretend I didn't say anything. Let's warm up here and then go eat."

"What are you guys talking about? I want to listen, can I?"

Limp was curious.

But he didn't know if he could tell him this.

If there is any confidential information involved, it is better for him not to know.

Heras was about to wave his hand to stop him from talking nonsense, but he saw the sympathetic Snow Clan elder nodded, wanting to comfort the poor male insect with a casual chat.

"Sure, it's no big deal anyway, sir, right?"

Heras didn't understand why this stubborn female insect was so easy to talk to here.

Don't understand, but respect.

He still nodded.

Anyway, he is telling it to his master, so why can't he say it?

The elder started talking, and there was something kind about him.

"We, the Snow Tribe, were once members of the Bug Tribe, but now we are no longer willing to pay taxes to the Empire."

[It's obvious that this isn't a good story. What about the cause and effect? ​​Shouldn't the story be more substantial?]

Limp helplessly watched the elder kill the conversation with just one sentence, and had to start over and remind him: "Why don't you want to provide it?"

The elder's expression suddenly turned bitter.

"We are located in a remote place and don't have many supplies. The Empire doesn't even look down on our rotten fish and shrimp."

"We encountered a severe cold wave before. We asked the Empire for help, but we didn't get any help at all. The Empire hoped that we would all freeze to death in this cold wave, so that they would not have to organize hypocritical assistance and let the donations on the main planet flow out."

"But we survived." The elder said this provocatively, his tone rising, his eyes still on Heras' face, "beyond the expectations of those noble insects of the Empire."

"After we survived the cold wave, the survivors had very strong resistance to cold, so now they are eager to come to us and want to intermarry with us to spread this resistance to cold."

The elder's expression was tinged with sadness.

"When we had the ability to survive on our own and no longer needed the Empire, they came again."

"You know what? The most common insects here are young insects as big as Xiyang, newborn seedlings, and only a few old ones like me are left. More than half of the younger ones have died or been injured. Some insects won't live long after being severely frostbitten."

"We are trying desperately to reproduce, and Xiyang and his brothers run out every day to find male insects for their brothers, regardless of their reputation and everything in order to survive. Now, the Empire wants us to return, what can we do?"

"This is the grace of the empire, this is the great empire!"

Limp saw that the elder's hostility towards Heras seemed to be deep, but he did not expect that he had already regarded Heras as a symbol of the entire empire and hated him.

Limp pushed Heras back. "Don't be too sad. It's okay if you don't agree to it."

"The army is overwhelming us, and we still have many immature insects here."

The elder swallowed his saliva and no longer looked particularly sad. It seemed that he did not expect any insect to sympathize with them.

"Don't blame me, sir. I'm an old man who has been cold all my life. I just complain a little too much."

Heras was quite touched, but seeing that the elder was on guard against him, he did not force his way closer.

"It's okay, I heard it for the first time too."

When they had negotiated before, they had all been talking about benefits, how much subsidy the main star would give, how many insects the Snow Clan was willing to give, and they were arguing back and forth.

Limp was quite emotional: "You were hurt by the Empire, and so was I. I was doing a good job as a military woman, but suddenly a big hat was put on me, and then... oh... I was so miserable."

The elder was very interested. This topic, which resonated with others, made him less nervous.

"What's the matter?"

Limp slowly grasped Heras's hand, easily pulled it off the soft flesh on his waist, and kissed it on his lips: "You have been deprived of all rights, and you are a worm."

"Alas, the Empire."

"Empire!"

In this way, the two insects found a common language.

The elders were surprised to find that although the officer had a cold expression on his face, he did not have any other reaction when they said this, nor was he prepared to kill them.

It seems that this male insect has made an indispensable contribution!

"Don't look at me like that, he's a coward."

Seeing the elder staring at Heras with a somewhat unfriendly look, Limp simply made it clear.

[How can you look at Heras like this? ]

Timid?

All the insects present except Limp expressed varying degrees of doubt about this.

If Xie Si was here, he would probably punch Limp in the face.

Screw his cowardice, screw his Versailles!

But the elder was half-believing and half-doubting, and almost took it seriously: "Is this your female monarch? Didn't you say that she was persecuted by the empire, and then..."

"Yes, he was finally reinstated, but there are still bugs who want to harm him, otherwise why would he be sent here? Maybe there are some killer bugs hiding here, ready to kill us all."

Although Limp didn't know the Insect Emperor's plan, he already had a basic understanding of him.

Sending out Heras must be to keep Heras away from him so that he can separate them and defeat them one by one.

On Limp's side, he often tries hard to get the female worm to come in. What if he succeeds one day?

In Hellas, he was forced to spend his time on various remote, difficult missions, never coming back, and it would be best if he died outside.

So the first thing Limp thought of when he knew about this was to follow Heras.

He can't hinder Heras' career, but he can be a good leg pendant.

By the time Limp finished speaking, the elder had already believed most of it.

"If we disagree, he will be punished."

"Don't agree to it," Heras interrupted the heated conversation between the two insects with a cold face, "I will be fine."

Limp pointed at himself with a smile: "Don't reject it yet, I have a third plan."

"We can cooperate. Officially, we'll say that Heras has forced you to agree, but you've joined a pirate organization and have left the planet."

"When the Empire asked you for worms, you said that they had been taken away by star pirates to be used as slaves, leaving only a few old, weak and sick people who could not have children."