Zerg Survival Record

"Name?"

"Lainstertu."

"age?"

"Twenty-six."

"gender?"

"This... your detectors must know better than I do."

Lan Yinstertu, no, this was not his original name, but most people in this world have Western names like this, and if he gave a Chinese name, wouldn’t it be very different?

Some people may say it’s just a name, what’s the big deal.

Kelanyin's intuition told him that names were important.

All he could think of at the moment was to remind him and others that he was out of tune with this world and was an alien.

Before he finds the way back, he must integrate into this world and live a normal life. Otherwise, he will either go completely crazy or have his soul ripped from his body and live like a walking corpse.

In particular, he had no idea what had happened to him. If he was still that authentic Blue Star person, why was his body so strong? Even if he was transformed after traveling through time, it didn't make sense. After all, it was not something that an ordinary insect could do to fall through the atmosphere while driving a mecha without a safety system.

So, if he is really a Zerg belonging to this place, then why does he have no memory of this world? Lan Yin's subconscious mind also has no sense of belonging to this place, and his heart is full of suspicion and vigilance.

Oh, that’s right, he traveled through time and space, and traveled to a niche worldview - the Zerg.

The reason he knew this was because he eavesdropped when he was unconscious, and because the interrogator in front of him introduced himself.

But he was surprisingly not afraid.

Lan Yin felt that he was very strange, so strange that when someone asked him his name, he subconsciously read out the name "Lainstertu".

He also felt interested and eager to try it out.

This emotion shouldn't have appeared.

The expression on his face faded.

The Zerg interrogating him had a cold expression on his face, showing no emotion, even though Lan Yin was openly distracted.

He closed the record book and said, "If you don't want to answer, you can just reject me."

Lan Yin finally came back to her senses, sat on the sofa and smiled at him: "Sorry, I was distracted. Can you say it again?"

Although he apologized, Chong did not feel his sincerity.

The bug, or rather, Calvin, the adjutant of the Sixth Legion stationed on the planet called Aranti, looked at him for a moment and said calmly, "Why are you in that mecha?"

Lan Yin sighed slightly: "Perhaps I am even more confused than you about this matter."

The layout of this house can be described as luxurious and beautiful, but Lan Yin was not in the mood to appreciate the exquisite carvings on the walls or the handicrafts neatly arranged on the antique shelves.

Because he guessed that in addition to the Zerg named Calvin in front of him, there should be several eavesdroppers and monitors hidden in the room.

His mind was working so fast that it only took a moment outside.

"Before that, I was on a blind date at home."

Although Lan Yin noticed that Calvin used honorifics for him, he believed that the less he said, the less mistakes he would make until everything was clear.

"But who could have known that he had someone else in his heart? After embarrassing me in public, he took his men and left."

Even if you take a lie detector to him, it won't find any problems, after all, he didn't tell any lies.

Before he traveled through time, he was indeed on a blind date at home. The reason was that his mother saw that he was stubborn and determined to hate everyone in the world equally, so she brought the blind date to his house to arrange a blind date for him.

This blind date partner is also his acquaintance, and can be considered as a younger sister who grew up with him.

Before they could finish reminiscing about the past, a yellow-haired man broke into the house and took her away.

Lan Yin recalled this, her voice low and angry, "I have known her since childhood and have always had a good relationship with her. I have never done anything to wrong her. I am really angry about being insulted like this."

Calvin did not comment, but acted as the most loyal listener, his blue eyes looking at him intently, making people unable to help but say more from their heart.

Lan Yin did as he wished and continued, "After I asked everyone to leave, the more I thought about it, the angrier I got, the angrier I got, the angrier I got..."

He said "The more I think about it, the angrier I get" three times in a row.

He glanced at Calvin, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes, and the corners of his lips lifted in a charming smile: "Then I fell asleep. You know what it was like to wake up again."

Although Lan Yin had a smile on her face, she was actually speechless.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a laboratory. If the Zerg had not quickly taken him out, he would have thought that he was an experimental subject.

This inevitably reminded him of the Resident Evil, where he thought he would have to fight an alien in close combat.

Who knew that he would be brought here and interrogated by Calvin.

Calvin was stunned for a moment, as if he had not expected him to say that.

But after all, they were cold-blooded and ruthless Zerg, and they quickly recovered and said, "You don't look like a weak person."

Lan Yin's eyes became strange. This guy had only known him for a short time, but he said things as if he knew him.

Calvin noticed his gaze and immediately stood up and bowed: "I am guilty of the offense, please forgive me."

Lan Yin shook his head and said, "You don't have to apologize. I was just surprised by your sharpness."

His smile wasn't friendly enough, but it was vicious enough: "Since it's her fault, then I am even more innocent."

Seeing that Calvin was still looking at him with neither joy nor anger, Lan Yin restrained his smile and said, "Okay, I've finished. Do you have anything else to ask?"

Calvin asked a few more questions.

Lan Yin really knew even less than he did, so naturally he knew nothing about anything.

Calvin asked in the end and could only end it hastily.

"I'm sorry that I can't provide you with any useful information." Lan Yin said insincerely.

Calvin stopped writing and looked up at him: "This is not your fault."

Lan Yin felt that this Zerg was quite interesting. No matter what he said, the other party would say it just right so as not to embarrass him.

It is true that you cannot judge an insect by its appearance, and you cannot measure the depth of the ocean by a bucket.

Lan Yin stopped Calvin before he left and said, "If it's not too much trouble, could you give me some books to pass the time?"

Calvin was a little surprised: "I wonder what type you want?"

"Law." Lan Yin smiled softly: "I can't let anyone take advantage of me."

Calvin looked at him deeply, said, "I understand," and left.

Lan Yin lowered her head slightly after he left.

The shiny table reflected his blurry figure. His face was still the same, with a half smile in his eyes, as if tender and affectionate. But the next moment, it was frozen and unbreakable with coldness.

He slowly closed his eyes, his burning red hair stuck to his chin, making the white hair even whiter, like frost and snow, like pearls, with a white and rich luster.

It was not a wise move to lie in front of a group of insect spirits, especially when one thought that making up such a flawed excuse as amnesia could conceal all his abnormalities.

The difference between real amnesia and fake amnesia cannot be made up by acting alone, but by the Zerg's medical equipment, it is possible to check whether the brain is damaged, which part is damaged, and what the consequences are.

Those seniors who traveled through time and space using the excuse of amnesia, for some reason, swore that their non-existent acting skills and clumsy words would make these Zerg believe that no one was a fool.

Maybe someone is secretly treating you like a monkey and using you as a control group in an experiment.

Lan Yin sighed in his heart, he had no choice.

Although he overheard how he came to this planet when he was in a daze, he did not know the truth and it was difficult to get the full picture.

He also suspected that when he was unconscious, his body data had already been clearly displayed on someone else's desk.