Zerg Survival Record

"No!" Lan Yin was desperate: "How could you do this to me?"

He struggled to shake off Cyril's hand: "Go away! Don't touch me!"

Lan Yin didn't want to speak loudly, but what could he do if there were no audience?

He could only turn up the volume so that those who should hear it could hear it, but...

You will hear things that you shouldn't hear.

His reputation might be ruined forever, and of course, Cyril, as the forced bug, might be in an even worse situation, and might even attract the attention of the Xiongbao Society.

Lan Yin had already made up his mind that when he arrived at the Imperial Capital Star, he would tell her that he was having fun with Cyril.

In order to better protect him, the poor legion commander had no choice but to agree, otherwise he would go on a hunger strike.

Cyril didn't speak, but his expressions were very rich, with paranoia and madness in his eyes, as well as an indispensable determination to win.

Lan Yin had never seen Cyril look like this before, and he found it very interesting.

Is this just a disguise, or is it the so-called true feelings?

But no matter what the truth is, the show must go on.

Lan Yin was like the strong little white flower contestant. She was frightened by Cyril's expression and her body was shaking, as if she would be blown down by a gust of wind.

Cyril seemed like the reincarnation of the Oil King. He pinched Lan Yin's chin with two slender fingers and lifted it up, looking straight at him with a sharp gaze.

"I've never failed to get anything I wanted."

Lan Yin felt nothing in his heart, and even thought indifferently that he was a human being, not a bug, and was not included.

But now, he had tears in his eyes, but he was strong enough not to let them fall, because if they fell, there would be no new ones.

"I won't let you succeed!" His voice was trembling and he said this with gritted teeth, which made Chong feel pity.

Cyril softened his expression, making his eyes less aggressive, but his words were still unpleasant to the ear: "Then I'll wait for your counterattack."

He pinched Lan Yin's chin and moved closer, looking into her panicked blue eyes, but he didn't feel as unbearable as he did last night, because he knew that this was not Lan Yin's true appearance.

The male insect should be looking at him calmly or playfully, as if rejecting but also encouraging him, as if he could give some surprise.

Only when facing such a Laninstu would Cyril have unspeakable thoughts.

He also knew what he was looking like now, but the male insect had spent a lot of effort to perform it. If he ruined this situation, he might not be able to get a good face from the male insect on the rest of the journey.

When Lan Yin pushed him away, Xi Ruier loosened his hand in due time, but his tone was very cold: "Don't try to escape. Apart from the Empire, there is no place that can accommodate you."

Lan Yin turned his back and said stubbornly, "That's none of your business."

Cyril's eyes were filled with mockery as he took a step back. "Fine, fine, I don't care, but you must consider the price of betraying the Empire."

"You are so incomprehensible!" Lan Yin turned around and glared at him, then ran forward angrily.

If he didn't run away, he would be exposed because he couldn't think of the lines and his emotions were not in place.

Cyril followed him slowly. He knew that there were more than one pair of eyes hidden in the dark. Just because he couldn't move now didn't mean he couldn't move later.

He had memorized their scent.

They acted like this all the way and didn't say anything beyond the plot. Once the insects got too many, they would become more restrained and expressionless.

After all, we can't let so many insects take their performance as real.

When they returned to the room, Lan Yin couldn't hold it back anymore and said, "I regret it. If it happens a few more times, I will laugh out loud on the spot."

Cyril said, "You didn't start it first. I just cooperated with you."

It's Lan Yin's fault for having so many scenes. If he had walked around the warship a few times with a blank expression and without communicating, anyone would have been able to see that there was a problem between them.

"Then how many times do we have to walk this path next?" Lan Yin decided not to add any more drama.

"I don't know either, but if you don't want to go out, then don't go out. They already know that you and I have a conflict, and they're just racking their brains trying to figure out how to lure me away so they can lure you out."

"They trust things like this more if they do it themselves than if we proactively provide them with convenience."

"When I leave, I will definitely send some bugs to guard you. They may not all be problematic, but we still have to be on guard."

Cyril knew what was going on, so Lan Yin just nodded.

Finally, Cyril handed Lan Yin a gray bracelet and said, "This is a battle armor bracelet. If you really need to fight, it can help you."

Lan Yin didn't want to be pretentious at the moment. This was a life-saving gadget. He put it on his wrist silently and said, "Thank you, but I wonder if this armor has weapons that I don't understand. It would be bad if I accidentally hurt myself."

Cyril glanced at him, then pulled him to the game cabin, switched the mode of the mecha battle game to armor battle, then opened a room and began to guide Lan Yin step by step on the role of the armor.

This does not require Lan Yin to understand the armor, he can just use it simply.

Lan Yin learned quickly and soon found an opponent.

But when it was time for lunch, Cyril had to unplug his internet connection again, and he went to eat the lunch that Blue brought back very sadly.

Lan Yin was not paying much attention while eating and looked absent-minded.

If he was missing a female insect, Cyril would be angry and jealous, but what he was thinking about was playing games as soon as possible, which hit the silver-haired female insect hard.

Such a beauty standing here can't attract the attention of the love bug at all. This damn game, without doing anything extra, has already seduced the male bug. It's really a disaster!

Cyril thought about this and found it very funny, and a smile showed on his face.

Lan Yin noticed this and said in a deep voice, "Cyril, don't laugh. It looks a bit perverted."

Xirui was suddenly at a loss for words. He really wanted to have a one-on-one fight with the male insect in the game cabin, and then have a unilateral beating, and he had to make the male insect cry.

But Lan Yin was not fooled at all and refused his sparring partner. After lunch, he wiped his mouth, patted his butt and went into the game cabin. He forgot about the plan to lure out other forces and focused on pursuing victory in the game.

He knew that mechas were not very useful on warships unless they wanted to float to the Imperial Capital Star from space in a group.

The power of the battle armor is not as great as that of the mecha, but it is easy and flexible to use and is very suitable for fighting in places with small spaces.

He then focused on practicing the armor and familiarizing himself with the weapons that could be used on it.

Although he didn't have the mecha's pursuit cannon, Lan Yin practiced very quickly, as if he was a natural-born warrior.

After his opponents were defeated, they all scolded him, saying that the big guys were pretending to be a newbie and coming to the novice game to bully the weaker players to feel superior.

Lan Yin remained unmoved and attacked without hesitation, making full use of his physical advantages to ensure that each victory was concluded quickly.

Cyril usually watched from the stands, occasionally giving him pointers on technique and passing on his experience to him.

Lan Yin must be moved to death by such deep affection and friendship.

After finishing this round, he held Cyril's hands again and said with emotion: "From now on, you call me Junior Brother and I call you Teacher. We will each go our separate ways."

Cyril thought not.