Zerg Survival Record

Chapter 203

Lan Yin imagined the scene when he met Gabriel.

It was probably a sunny morning when Kelesel informed him that Gabriel had returned to the Imperial Capital Star.

They hurried to the palace, and then, behind curtains, screens, glass, in short, even a bug, they could not let him and Gabriel meet face to face until he calmed Gabriel's spiritual sea.

Then, they can meet face to face.

They might look at each other in awkward silence.

They may also lose control together and engage in personal attacks.

In short, not now.

One is standing and the other is lying down.

One with eyes open and the other with eyes closed.

Lan Yin stroked the glass of the hibernation chamber, staring at the insect inside with gloomy eyes, and said in a low voice: "Is he not wearing any clothes?"

"..."

Aifaken almost slipped. He thought this male insect would say something profound, but he didn't expect... it was still so nonsensical.

Lan Yin doesn't think she is being ridiculous. Wearing clothes or not is a big deal.

He wouldn't feel embarrassed looking at Ularus, but he would definitely feel embarrassed looking at his genetic sire.

He's not a child, nor is he a pervert.

"No," Alphacon had to answer.

He was considered an old subordinate of Marshal Gabriel, and his respect for the Marshal was no less than that of His Majesty. He did not want Marshal Gabriel to be disrespectful in front of this male insect, so he said, "Sir, please leave for a moment and let me dress the Marshal."

"Okay." Lan Yin pulled Heine over and came to a place some distance away from the hibernation chamber where Gabriel was.

There is also a hibernation chamber here.

Lan Yin took a casual look and found that it was Fay Barahel.

Then I looked around his hibernation chamber and saw that they were almost all mature insects.

Falenad, Asertimi, Sidion...

Even Ness was not spared. No wonder Lan Yin didn't see him guarding Ularos and thought he was dead. Unexpectedly, he was also in the hibernation chamber.

Lan Yin looked at the almost full hibernation chambers here and felt that he had a long way to go and might be exhausted.

When he thought of such a fate, he began to regret his enthusiasm and kindness.

He really cried for himself!

"Is there something bothering you?" the caring older woman asked him.

Lan Yin patted his head and said, "It's just that seeing so many hibernation chambers makes me feel a little bit troubled."

Heine immediately said, "I can help you."

Lan Yin shook his head: "No, your mental strength has not yet fully recovered. Besides, Petonsi has already discovered your difference. If you show your special mental strength again, their attitude towards you will not be the same as their attitude towards me."

Even though Heine has Zerg blood, he doesn't look like a Zerg at all. He should not easily reveal his uniqueness.

Lan Yin has no roots in this world, and he doesn't have a teacher or people like Kaileser to protect him, so everyone has doubts about his attitude towards him.

The other me, that bastard Michael, is still working hard to make his face and reputation smell bad. He has reached the point where everyone wants him to be killed. Can't he just keep quiet for a while?

What he didn't know was that Michael, who was far away on the planet Valikiri, had indeed been quiet for several days.

Since he and Heine came to this world, Michael stopped his actions of destroying the planet, the rebels no longer clashed with the imperial army, and the empire seemed to have forgotten these terrorist militants.

Both sides seemed to have a tacit understanding and maintained a relatively stable peace.

But the undercurrent underneath declares that things are not that simple.

Brilliant Star was chosen as the new Imperial Capital Star after the destruction of the Imperial Capital Star.

This planet is newly discovered, and is better than the previous Imperial Capital Star in terms of both area and resources.

The only downside is that it is located on the border.

But now, such disadvantages have also become advantages.

The main hall of the new palace.

"A bunch of cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

The young bug's temper has always been impatient and irritable. With a "bang", the light computer was slammed heavily on the table by a slender hand.

The desktop is cracked, but the golden computer is still intact, which shows its quality.

"Your Highness, please be patient. After the destruction of the Imperial Capital and the abduction of the high-ranking officials into the enemy camp, it's only natural that the members of the House of Representatives would be afraid."

"Hmph, even so, they can't be so cowardly. It would only delay the opportunity and make the Zerg people disappointed in the Empire. If Michael didn't hate every Zerg in the Empire, they might have secretly defected long ago."

"Sigler, don't be so extreme. Although the councilors are unreliable, they are not traitors. They are also concerned about the empire."

"Why? You also agree with what they say, that we should rule separately from Michael."

"...I certainly don't think so, but I think since they can bring it up, it must make sense and is worth discussing."

"I think you're just trying to live in peace and quiet, and have long lost the courage that was once etched in our bones."

"Sigler, you..."

"Okay, stop talking!" The young crown prince slammed the table, making the already cracked table even worse.

He glanced at the insects below, each with their own thoughts, and said, "I don't care what you're thinking, but now we need to discuss how to retake the lost land from the rebels."

"Your Highness, the rebels are nothing to be afraid of. The powerful one is Michael," said Sgel.

"Okay, so what can you do about Michael?" Archibald asked.

Now even Siger is silent.

Archibald felt annoyed by this scene. He knew how powerful Michael was, but you couldn't just remain silent and act like a waste, or not take him seriously at all.

A dark light flashed across Archibald's eyes, and a hint of murderous intent arose.

If the group of bugs that participated in the black hole shuttle plan with him were still there, the situation would not be like this now.

The meeting ended quickly as silence was golden.

As soon as Siger walked out of the meeting palace, he was stopped by the insect.

"Your Excellency, Governor Sger, please stay."

The palace attendant called him: "Your Highness invites you."

Sger glanced around, smiled and nodded, completely ignoring the complicated looks of the other insects outside the hall, and followed the palace attendants back into the hall.

"Mr. Norton, he..." A bug was a little dissatisfied when he saw this.

Old Norton shook his head and said, "Your Highness trusts him, which is a good thing."

"But you are the head of the consuls. Your Highness's behavior is too disrespectful to you." The insect was still feeling sorry for him.

Old Norton stopped him from continuing and said, "Your Highness's meaning is not something we can question."

If it were His Majesty Ularos, I'm afraid all the insects would not even fart. How dare they say such words at the palace gate?

A gleam of light flashed quickly in old Norton's eyes, and he looked at the bug with even more pity.

Sure enough, the insect was taken away quickly, and its life or death depended entirely on Archibald's mood.

Hall

"Your Highness shouldn't be so impulsive." said Sigel.

Archibald snorted coldly: "Impulsive? I just want them to know that I am not a puppet they can control."

"Your Highness is certainly not a puppet," Sigel comforted him, "The various legions will only obey Your Highness's orders. If they disobey, they will suffer the consequences."

When Archibald heard this, his expression softened slightly.

He asked Sigel, "How is the investigation going?"

Sigel said: "Ever since Commander Cyril reminded me last time, I went to investigate Old Norton. I didn't expect that what he did was even more excessive than we imagined."

He turned on his light brain and pulled out the information for Archibald to see.

Archibald only read ten lines at a glance.

Then the innocent desk finally made a "crack" sound and died in Archibald's hands.

"How dare he!"