Are the insects who raise little trash in their home male insects?

The gray-haired worm quickly woke up his brother: "Brother, don't sleep, help me look at this"

Brother Qici stared blankly: "Ah? Is dinner ready?"

"Hurry up, hurry up!" The gray-haired worm slapped him twice in a hurry.

"I'm awake, I'm awake." Brother Qici rubbed his red face and sat up. "What is that? An official letter? I've cleared 'Awakening from a Dream'. What are you waiting for? Are you sure?"

The gray-haired worm hesitated and said, "It's not dangerous, right?" His cub was so fragile that it couldn't stand the slightest danger.

"Don't worry, your brother has tried it for you. It's absolutely safe. It was just a dream. Just think of it as understanding your cub's growth path and which aspect it excels in. For example, my cub is an endurance type. He can surpass other insects through hard work and accumulation."

The gray-haired worm was moved by what he heard, as he could understand the development path of his cub. He nodded and confirmed.

Brother Qici handed him the helmet and said: "Using the helmet makes you feel more involved, as if you have traveled through time and space yourself."

The gray-haired worm put it on and lay down on the spot, and the live broadcast perspective followed him into the star network.

After the screen went black, it turned on to a green meadow. The view turned around, "Is it a forest? What should I do next?"

[Oh! Forest, what is that background? Previously, a player triggered the background of a spaceship landing fifty years ago, which was also a forest.]

[It shouldn't be. It doesn't look like Noah's Planet.]

[Do you see the arrow? Follow the arrow and find the cub first]

The perspective moved forward two steps, and it seemed that an arrow was seen, and the speed increased.

Deep in the woods, he saw an abandoned warehouse that was still smoking.

"Rescue cabin?" He walked around the rescue cabin, "A1-2?"

[A1 is a special rescue warehouse for the First Army. Is its background related to the First Army? ]

[Touch the button on the side to open the rescue chamber and see if there is a cub inside]

A hand groped, found the button, and pressed it.

The hatch opened, and the cry of a young insect was heard, and the view moved to the front.

In a broken eggshell, a young insect lay inside, looking listless and making only a small sound.

He picked up the little guy, and the little guy stretched out his little claws and grabbed him.

[Hatched alone? No big worm? Damn, this is outrageous]

[Without nutrient solution, how can he hatch?]

[That’s an exaggeration, right? In the past, Zerg could hatch without nutrient solution.]

[Friends, strictly speaking, ancient insects and modern insects are no longer the same species. Even during the Kingdom period, the nutrient solution for hatching eggs was free. Why? Because the nutrients for the eggs laid by the adult insects were insufficient, and the eggs were not hatched successfully on their own.]

[It’s possible that high-ranking nobles don’t use nutrient solution, but hatching eggs alone will cause great harm to the development of the cubs.]

[Don't worry, the rescue chamber, it turns out that he got here by accident, he might have been in the nutrient solution just a second ago]

[And he can use the rescue chamber, so he is most likely a noble.]

[It is not in compliance with regulations if there is no adult insect accompanying you. If an insect under ten years old enters the warehouse, it must be accompanied by an adult insect.]

[Maybe something unexpected happened. Ah, let’s not talk about this for now. Quickly give the eggshell to the baby. Newly born milk worms rely on eggshells for nutrition.]

In the camera, a hand picked up the broken eggshell and put it into the mouth of the little cub. The little guy opened his mouth and grabbed the eggshell fragments with his little hands.

But after biting for a long time, it seemed that he couldn't bite the beast, so he gave up and leaned into the arms of the beast with his dying breath.

Looking at the intact eggshell in the camera, the barrage was shocked.

[Can't bite it? Impossible, how is it possible that I can break the shell but can't bite it? ]

Is there a problem with tooth development?

[What to do? He can’t bite the eggshell. What will he eat? Sure enough, the eggs without nutrient solution are underdeveloped.]

The gray-haired worm glanced around and saw a familiar red arrow. He picked up the eggshell and followed the arrow.

I walked to a shabby hut that was too dilapidated to be called a house, just a simple hut built against a tree. The arrow pointed to a can of milk powder on the cupboard.

Following the instructions, he took out the milk powder, boiled a pot of water, found a bumpy iron bowl, waited for the water to cool down a little, added the milk powder and stirred it.

[Can newly born worms drink animal milk powder?]

[emm, generally speaking, the eggshells that cubs eat when they are born are nutritious enough for the first cocooning. After the cocooning, the resistance will be enhanced. At this time, they can eat boiled meat or softened small bread. They can also drink animal milk, but be careful that some cubs may be allergic to insects.]

[Then... the milkworms that can't eat eggshells and haven't yet spun their first cocoons]

【…】

[Hmm... the nursery teacher is passing by. You have stumped me. Not only that, my instructor can't answer either.]

[After all, uh, this never happened]

The gray-haired worm was also nervous, but at this time it could only trust the guidance of the arrow.

After drinking a small bowl of food, the little bug burped. His hunger level appeared next to him. The progress bar was full at this time. He leaned his head in the big bug's arms and fell asleep.

Seeing the little bug sleeping with its little fist clenched and placed to its mouth, the onlookers' hearts melted.

[Oh~ the cub is so cute]

[Yes, they are the cutest at this age. When they grow up, they will run around and cause trouble.]

[But if this little guy can run around, it proves that he is in good health.]

The gray-haired worm found a multi-functional backpack, put the baby worm into the backpack, and went out to find food according to the arrows.

This is not an easy task. The little bug will sleep when it is full, but its hunger level will drop after three hours at most. At this time, the little bug will whimper, and the gray-haired worm must go back to make milk quickly.

Therefore, we couldn't walk far and the food we found was limited. Fortunately, the little bugs didn't eat much, so we could use a can of milk powder to save money.

What makes the comments unbearable is feeding once every three hours.

[The hunger bar goes down too fast, once every three hours. The game flow is fast, and it cries every half an hour. I have to wake it up to feed it even if it falls asleep.]

[If this bug cub was mine, it would have starved to death long ago. So funny! You couldn’t wake me up even when I was sleeping and fighting.]

[The anchor brother is really patient. I get so irritated just by hearing the crying every half an hour.]

[I can’t stand it anymore. He won’t always be like this, will he?]

[What should I do? There is no accelerator?]

Fortunately, the game didn't really require them to breastfeed all the time. Then the gray-haired worm stood aside as a spectator. The room seemed to be in double speed, and shadows of his life with the little worm appeared. The little worm was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The gray-haired worm found a soft cushion in the rubble, cleaned it, and placed it in the room, allowing the little worms to crawl around without falling easily.

I watched the little bug cub grow from crying as softly as a cat's meow to babbling, learning to walk under the protection of the accelerating shadow, and calling its female father.

He couldn't help but smile, but at the same time he felt a little regretful. The process was too fast and he couldn't accompany the little insect cub as it grew up.

The little bug cub grew up to be more lively. It would follow him to look for supplies. When it got tired, it would hold his hand and act sweetly and coquettishly asking for a hug.