Zerg Survival Record

The food on the warship is just as good as that on land.

The only difference is the freshness, but that is negligible.

Not to mention the latest preservation technology, even if an emergency really comes, who would care about this?

When you have free time, such as the current escort mission, you can fly and stop at a supply station or an agricultural and pastoral planet to replenish fresh resources.

This is obviously a big order for the stationed planet, so they still welcome the arrival of the legion. However, space pirates are another disaster. Merchants hate them for robbing without paying, but if they encounter them in normal times, they still have to pay protection fees to save their lives.

It was already late when Lan Yin and Cyril arrived at the dining hall.

But Blue had been sent here earlier, so as soon as he arrived, the housework robot brought him the warmed food.

Lan Yin sat at the dining table, picked up his chopsticks and was about to start eating when he suddenly stopped eating, turned to Cyril who was staring at him, and asked hypocritically: "Captain, have you eaten?"

Cyril raised his eyes and motioned him to look back.

Lan Yin turned around and saw a female soldier coming over with a tray of food. She placed the tray on the table in front of Cyril and left.

I have to say, the food in other people’s bowls tastes better.

Lan Yin glanced at Cyril's and then at his own, and always felt that the other party's dishes were richer. However, Cyril was the boss on this warship, so it was understandable.

He didn't say much, for fear that he would be too preoccupied with his own thoughts and burn out his CPU.

However, Cyril saw through Lan Yin's mood and chuckled, saying, "In the Zerg, the price of vegetables is several times that of animal meat."

"Uh..." Lan Yin looked at his own meal which was a combination of meat and vegetables, while Cyril's meal was mostly meat and vegetables with only a small plate of vegetable leaves, and he suddenly felt very humble.

"Don't be shy. You're different from female insects. Because of our insect form, we need to consume nutrient solution to replenish energy during battles or drills. For basic training, the energy in this beast meat is more than enough."

Cyril, playing the role Calvin once held, introduced him to the common sense of this world: "High-level nutrient solution is expensive and can only sustain an ordinary insect's form for three days. Low-level nutrient solution only satisfies the stomach."

"It tastes terrible," Lan Yin added.

Cyril looked at him gently: "That's right."

But the next second, he was no longer gentle.

"It may be presumptuous of me to say this, but I'm genuinely curious about what a female insect as stunningly beautiful as the Legion Commander would look like. Could you show me?"

Lan Yin looked at Cyril expectantly with shining eyes like a little bug.

But it couldn't arouse any fatherly love in Cyril.

The legion commander failed again and said expressionlessly, "Eat! The food is getting cold."

"Oh." Lan Yin had to say that he was very disappointed when he saw this.

He thought that with Cyril's personality, he would be able to explain it to others, but he had no idea that he was so resistant to his insect form.

Seeing his suspicious face, Cyril didn't stop until he broke the chopsticks in his hand. Only then did this dishonest male insect lower his eyelashes and eat quietly.

The legion commander was very troubled by Lan Yin. This guy was not scared when he saw the insect form of the mantis before, but now he dared to ask about his insect form. He was too bold.

Well, not only is this guy not afraid, he'll actually beat up the bugs.

But he would not risk being disliked by Lan Yin by showing it to him, or rather, all female insects that can transform into insect form would not show their insect form to male insects.

It's nothing, it's just too ugly.

When insects are small, they may be called cute, but once they grow bigger, it becomes a challenge no less than insanity for male insects that only have human form.

Take the butterfly for example. Its wings are beautiful and dreamy. Even if they become bigger, their gorgeous color remains unchanged.

But its torso, limbs, and head will be completely exposed without the cover of wings. To humanoid creatures, it is an alien, a monster, and they will be afraid and stay away from it from the bottom of their hearts.

Male insects may not be afraid, but they are unlikely to be with a female insect they have seen in insect form, even if the female insect will not harm him.

This is like a handsome guy falling into a cesspool.

Fortunately, although the male insects do not stay with the female insects whose insect form they have seen, they treat them equally in terms of soothing their mental sea. As long as they pay the corresponding reward, they will cure them.

Seeing that he was "sullen," Cyril felt unhappy, so he said, "I won't give you my insect form, but I can show you my wings."

Lan Yin's eyes suddenly lit up.

He had seen Cyril's wings before. They were flawlessly white, yet indescribably gorgeous and exquisite.

Lan Yin guessed that Cyril was a butterfly, a species among the Zerg that not only had wings but was also known for its beauty.

"Great! Can I touch it?" he asked excitedly.

Seeing his face full of joy at finding a new toy, Cyril suddenly became unhappy, but she still smiled and said, "Of course you can, but there is a rule in my family that only the male master can touch the wings. Do you want to marry me?"

This is another routine. If there really is such a rule, then Cyril's official partner should be a doctor, and he would have been happily married with his insect companion. How could he still stay here and face a heartless and ungrateful male insect?

Lan Yin didn't know. He said sadly, "We are two different individuals and should have independent thoughts. If we blindly follow the old rules and regulations, we will not be able to make progress on our own."

"So?" Cyril narrowed his eyes, trying to see how far he could go in making up stories.

Lan Yin: "Our ideas must keep pace with the times and change at any time."

He glanced at Cyril and said, "I won't watch it anymore."

Then he lowered his head and tried to finish his meal.

Cyril felt that this male insect was very dramatic. If he called Euphichel over, the two male insects would probably put on a big show.

"I can't help but watch it," he said.

Lan Yin felt that he was overbearing and glared at him angrily: "You can't touch it, so what's the point of just looking at it?"

Cyril thought to himself, if you had a more proper attitude, it wouldn't be impossible to touch her.

Seeing Lan Yin's unconvinced look, he felt a little happy.

When Lan Yin first came here, he was not as lively as he is now. He was restrained and uneasy everywhere. Although he concealed it well, Cyril and the others had seen so many bugs and things that they could see it.

Now it’s time to accept the signals from this world!

When Cyril's mood improved, he showed mercy: "Okay, I'll let you touch it, just once."

"Okay, Commander." Lan Yin was very happy.

Each time, one hour each time, anyway the other party didn’t set a time limit.

After they finished their meal happily, they went to the simulated battle practice ground.

There are many female insects here. They all consume their excessive energy here so as not to be unable to sleep at night.

Lan Yin didn't understand why Cyril brought him here until he was led in front of a mecha.

His eyes widened.