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"Su, Mr. Mengyi, the boss asked me to follow you. He is taking the insects to the front for investigation. Have you had breakfast? Do you want to..."

As soon as Su Tang went out, he was surrounded by the shoeless brother who was squatting at the door of his dormitory, his eyes sparkling, as if he had been hit by a windfall.

Brother Wushoes, who has no memory of insects, knows that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen.

So, the well-prepared Brother Wushoes confidently spread out his fingers, and on each finger he carefully wrote down everything that Admiral Bai Xu had instructed before he left.

But sometimes the poor writing is not as useful as he imagined, especially when there are errors in the records.

He was so nervous and excited that his palms sweated a lot while waiting, so much so that some of the words became blurred and dark and it was impossible to tell what they were originally.

Brother Wu Xie frowned in worry, recalling and guessing, trying to open his eyes wide and stare at his fingers, as if he wanted to fight them to the death.

The greetings continued one after another, "da da da" like the sound of galloping horses. Su Tang saw that the other party's face was getting redder and redder, and she wanted him to stop and take a breath first, "How about you take a rest first."

Brother No Shoes turned a deaf ear to this and couldn't stop at all.

The competition of time, brainpower, and mouth output finally came to an end after one and a half minutes.

As if wound up, the shoeless man choked up his voice and struggled to finish the last word. His neck was red and he took a deep breath. He raised his hands and patted his chest, making a "bang bang" sound. "If you need anything, I'll take care of it."

After mumbling something, Brother Wu Xie, who had finished his explanation, and Su Tang, who was worried that the other party would suffocate to death, both breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing this, Su Tang raised her eyebrows slightly, turned her gaze to the quiet surroundings, with cunning in her eyes, and said half seriously and half jokingly, "I want to go and kiss my wife, do you want to do it for me too?"

After recovering from the shock, Brother No Shoes' eyes lit up, indicating that he had hit something.

After thinking for a while, he waved his hands repeatedly and said modestly, "I can't do this. It's dangerous outside. Before you ensure safety, I don't recommend you to do this, Mr. Mengyi."

Then he immediately added, "The boss also instructed that your safety is the top priority in everything, but your needs and instructions always come first."

Su Tang, who was blocked, showed no sign of being angry at all. Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth in joy. After a moment, he looked out the window worriedly again.

Although he felt that his beloved wife was omnipotent and invincible, the worry growing in his heart was beyond his control even to him.

His wife left him a note before she left, so he was not surprised at the appearance of Brother No Shoes.

Su Tang never likes to wait passively, but he still has to listen to his dear wife's words.

Su Tang gently hooked her fingertips on the red string tied to her left wrist, then retracted her gaze, using diversion to suppress the separation anxiety in her heart.

"How many pairs of shoes did your dear wife promise you?" Su Tang's tone was full of curiosity, and her gentle tone did not make Chong feel offended at all.

Brother No Shoes is well-known for his love of shoes. What impresses him is not delicious food, beautiful scenery, or innocence, but shoes.

In the holographic projection, the scene of Brother Wu Xie, who was poisoned by pollen toxin, hugging the SS-level mutant red willow roots affectionately and laughing foolishly was recorded, played and analyzed repeatedly, and continued to be socially dead.

In response to Little Sweetheart's question, Brother Wushoes looked as determined as if he was taking a civil service exam, and he spoke forcefully and righteously, "How could I be such a bug?"

“It’s not about the shoes.”

Su Tang just smiled and didn't say whether she believed it or not.

The clear eyes shone on Brother Wushoes like a mirror. Unable to resist, Brother Wushoes scratched his head embarrassedly, crossed two fingers and made a number of ten.

Brother Wushoes wanted to refuse, mainly because the boss offered too much and he couldn't open his mouth.

"Mr. Mengyi, even if I don't have shoes, I will risk my life to protect you."

This sentence is sincere without any water.

Putting aside the natural protective desire of the female insect for the male, and putting aside the fact that the other party is the leader's partner, during this period of devilish death training, they also have a feeling of life and death.

On this point, Su Tang did not question the other party's sincerity at the moment.

However, he had no intention of asking other insects to risk their lives to protect him. After all, everyone has only one life, and everyone's life is important.

"Thank you. Protect your life and let's go back and have a celebratory feast together."

The rejected Brother Wu Xie was slightly stunned, staring at Su Tang's leaving back in a daze.

A strange feeling came over him, and he thought that it was probably because the light from the other person was a little dazzling, which made him unable to help but want to pursue it.

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The climate of the barren planet No. 1218 is harsh, with a huge temperature difference between day and night. Sometimes it is rainy and humid, and sometimes it is unbearably dry. The collision of the desert and the rainforest oasis is a spectacle.

At the same time, this also means that the indigenous peoples on this planet are complex in type.

Although the 15th Legion had come several times before to explore the way, clear the area, and build a temporary base, many potential dangers still existed.

"Quack, quack..."

In the dark jungle, crazy words are spoken and a lot of croaking sounds are heard.

After adjusting the equipment, Bai Xu and his team were blocked by a group of Class B mutant poisonous frogs on their way back.

Under the shade of the tall trees, pairs of bulging red eyes the size of ping-pong balls glowed faintly in the dim light, flashing with the desire to prey and kill.

The stars were so dense that their number was incalculable, and they gradually surrounded them.

Class B mutant poison frogs are about the size of an adult medium-sized dog, with a mainly green body, dark blue webbed feet, and a bowl-sized bulge on their backs, which are their external venom glands and are highly corrosive.

The mutation has made them no longer satisfied with preying on low-level insects. Their retractable tongues are covered with three inner and three outer circles of densely packed barbs, which also contain toxins that can paralyze their prey. They do not look like good people.

The chattering sounds mixed together, rising and falling like the tide, like a roaring carnival in the dark summer night, noisy and noisy.

Maybe they are lucky, as they have encountered the most unprovoked and the toughest bone to chew right away.

Bai Xu, who was eager to rush back, raised his eyelids. His golden pupils were tinged with danger, and his gaze was fixed on one of the B-level mutant poisonous frogs.

The next second, the silver hair tempered by the moonlight swayed in the air, and the sharp blade reflected Bai Xu's frosty face.

The sharp blade danced flexibly at his fingertips, and with a flicker of silver light, he easily avoided the opponent's barbed tongue and the poisonous bag on its back, and cut off the head of the leader of the poisonous frogs.

The lucky frog got the first blood.

Violence and aesthetics coexist. Bai Xu's elegant figure is like a prince dancing alone under the moon, rather than the god of death who harvests names in the blink of an eye.

Death came too suddenly. Before the mutant frogs could react, Bai Xu attacked again cleanly and neatly, breaking a hole in the originally airtight encirclement in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, a beam of light of light gold broke through the clouds and mist, falling on his cold and attractive eyes, which showed neither sadness nor joy, and enveloped his tall and straight figure like a bamboo, giving it a layer of ethereal halo.

Amid the debris strewn across the ground and the towering trees, it was as if a god had descended.

The female leader of the 15th Legion took a deep breath and exclaimed in amazement.

Rachel grinned, her eyes flashing with belligerence and excitement.

He took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses that he had gotten from somewhere and put them on his nose. He looked up and said calmly, "It's cold, it's a croak."

"Our boss hasn't been this anxious in a long time." As he said this, he turned and rushed into the battlefield.

"......" Daisy, who was wearing the same glasses, held her forehead with her hand helplessly, and followed closely with a doting smile on her lips.