Quick Wear: Give the Resentful Man a Home

Today's training program is physical fitness. It contains no secrets and does not involve combat content. Duan Wu easily gained access.

A total of twenty columns gathered in a field as big as two football fields, marching in an orderly manner and emitting earth-shaking roars.

The empire was able to remain at peace because of the existence of this group of people, but their treatment was not good and few soldiers could live to the age of being supported by the empire.

They either died on the battlefield or died suddenly because they had no money to receive spiritual comfort.

Duan Wu stood on the observation deck and quietly narrated the life story of Junfe. It was very simple and did not require too many words to describe.

"Killing a rebel will reward them with 500 star coins, but this cannot support them in mental comfort, so they can only save more money from their living expenses and salaries."

"Most military women did not die at the hands of the enemy, but were sacrificed in mental violence."

"There are eight hours of training like this every day, and it's not all physical. This is already a mild training program."

Duan Wu's voice was very gentle, as clear as a natural spring water that had not been polluted in any way. His tone was not exaggerated, but he told these things to the people in the live broadcast room objectively, as if he was telling a story.

It was rare to face such a topic, and the people in the live broadcast room did not leave. Empire had done a lot of publicity, but there were no listeners.

[Military females are lowly slaves. If you feel bad, just become a soldier, you idiot! ]

Similar remarks appear in the comment section one after another, and you don’t have to guess that they are from extreme male insects.

Duan Wu ignored him. Many things are told to those who are willing to listen, and there is no need to force those who are unwilling to listen.

As most female insects understand, everything the Empire is doing now is just a drop in the bucket, but taking action is still a comfort.

In the Angelos Palace, a few hundred kilometers away from the Third Army, a young man with his face covered was sitting in an exquisite and magnificent room. He listened to the gentle voice on the screen, and his originally restless sea of ​​consciousness gradually calmed down.

"It's really surprising that Lu Qishen would divorce such a heroic lord."

As a female insect of the royal family, she is treated much better than those at the bottom. Although she is still trapped in this deformed social environment, Ning Luo's life is still pretty good.

He is a scholar, so he is not optimistic about this live broadcast.

Ning Luo had witnessed Lu Qishen's evolution with his own eyes. When he came to the royal family for help, the major general blushed and gritted his teeth as he said something that made him ashamed and angry:

"My lord... is not willing to make friends with me..." He couldn't continue. As a soldier, if his mental strength had not reached the critical value, he would never find himself a master-like partner.

A-level female insect is already powerful enough.

But the fact that there was no way to comfort him mentally made Lu Qishen suffer a lot.

Ning Luo still admired this imperial major general.

Seeing Duan Wu in person today, he admired him even more.

If he were Lu Qishen, he might really be reluctant to give up such a partner.

Perhaps because he had not personally experienced what Lu Qishen felt before he was on the verge of death, he just felt that for a male insect like Duan Wu, no matter what he did, it would not be excessive.

Ning Luo shook his head in self-mockery. Even as a scholar, he could not change these ideas.

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Lu Qishen was particularly angry today, so the twenty square formations practiced three more rounds for no apparent reason.

He always felt that person was watching him.

Don't you just dislike looking at him? You dislike his ugly body, that he's too tall, and not as pretty as a female.

He looked at the observation deck with a cold face. Even though he was hundreds of meters away, his evolved eyes could still see the man clearly.

Lu Qishen threw down the training rope in annoyance and tried to dig out the male insect's eyes.

"Break, fifteen minutes--" He blew a whistle, and everyone on the training ground scattered, like sesame seeds poured into a pot and floating all over the pot.

Lu Qishen instructed his assistant on the content of the second half of the training and strode out of the training ground.

As soon as I reached the door, the lingering figure appeared again.

He turned his face away, but his eyes fell uncontrollably on Duan Wu.

The smell of female insects.

Haha, he raised his foot to leave, but someone grabbed his sleeve. Duan Wu handed him the green bottle in his right hand and looked at his handsome ex-husband with a smile.

"Drink some energy fluid."

Lu Qishen looked down and didn't answer.

"Doctor An asked me to give it to you. He said that your injury has not yet fully recovered and you will need this after training."

Speaking of injuries, Lu Qishen recalled the shame of the day of his divorce. He pushed away the male insect, who looked a little thin compared to him, and crashed into the wall with a bang.

"We're divorced. Stay away from me." After saying that, he remembered something and said, "Of course, if I'm disrespectful to you now, you can go to the Male Insect Association and sue me."

After saying this, he left the place neatly without any reluctance.

Duan Wu rubbed the back of his head which was hurt by the collision, grimaced, took a sip of the energy liquid, and spit it out the next second.

"vomit--"

It feels sour and refreshing, like something that has been fermenting in a vegetable jar for half a year.

The whole nasal cavity was filled with this smell. Duan Wu vomited for a long time in grief and anger. He found the field where he could shine.

It's time to change the Zerg's shitty diet.

He did what he said. Lu Qishen didn't want to see him anyway, so Duan Wu set the main venue for the live broadcast in the cafeteria.

The entire Third Army has 5,000 people, and preparing meals for 5,000 people is a huge challenge.

When Duan Wu came to the cafeteria, the busy Yaci was frightened, thinking that Lord Xiongzi was feeling unwell after eating the vegetables from the deserted planet in the morning.

Before Duan Wu opened his mouth, the chef had already secretly sent his star coin card password to his family on the Star Network.

"Let me watch you cook."

The canteen’s kitchen is very large, and the dishes in the afternoon look no different from those in the morning. For 5,000 people, it’s good enough that they can cook well, and there’s no need to be too picky.

When the chef heard that he was not feeling unwell, he quickly deleted the password again and respectfully took a chair. "Sir, the air in the kitchen is not good. Why don't you check it from the surveillance camera?"

Duan Wu shook his head and said, "I want to live stream."

The mission for him to come here had spread throughout the Third Army that morning. It seemed to be something that would benefit the female insects, so they had no reason to refuse.

Five large pots of cut vegetables were divided into two large pots. The chef stood on a chair and used a robotic arm to pour the vegetables into the pots. It was almost semi-automatic and did not require much effort.

After boiling for a few minutes, he took out some mineral salt, broke off a piece and threw it into the pot, thought for a moment, and broke off another piece.

The second piece seemed to have too much, so he quickly instructed the robotic arm to add water.

Duan Wu: "..."

It seems that he was really hungry in the morning, as he was able to eat.

The Zerg's level of food preparation has not yet reached the level of "culinary skills".

Just cook it and maintain the basic nutrients needed by the body.

Duan Wu couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and couldn't help but exchange two bags of rich seasonings from Xiao Ba, rubbing his hands and asking:

"Can I make myself a meal?"

The chef hesitated. In principle, it was not possible. It had nothing to do with the regulations of the Third Army or safety issues.

The main question is, which male insect can cook?

If you want to blow up his kitchen, just say so.