EROS [Zerg]

"Little females, today I'd like to introduce a new student to you all." Dirac, the instructor of the mecha combat course in the Beginner Star Class, stood on the podium in the classroom, trying his best to speak to a group of noisy underage females, hoping they could quiet down.

These immature female insects are at their most difficult to manage. At this stage, the young females have not truly faced the oppression of female insects by society. They are not afraid yet; they are brave and fearless, their wildness has not been extinguished, and they are difficult to control.

To put it simply, it means they can't control them.

The little female insects below the podium were chirping. There was one more insect in the class, but that was all. It didn't mean anything to them.

"Eros, come in." Dirac shook his head helplessly and beckoned to the female insect outside the door with his claws.

Eros walked into the classroom carrying his textbooks, greeted Dirac, and then turned to the group of noisy little female insects in front of him:

"My name is Eros, and I am a female insect in the Comet class. I am very happy to be here and have classes with everyone. I hope you can accept me."

"Why are the female insects from the Comet Class allowed to attend classes with us?" A little female insect sat in her seat and gave a malicious smile.

Eros looked at the little girl's grinning face and a smile crept onto his lips: "Of course, it's because my grades are better."

"Eh~~"

A few scornful sneers came from below.

Eros wasn't angry; he still had a smile on his face.

"Eros, go sit over there first." Dirac was having a headache over these unruly brats.

Eros, carrying his textbook, walked to the last seat in the classroom that Dirac had pointed out.

The mecha combat course for beginners still requires learning basic theory.

Because of his excellent grades in Weaponry Science and Technology, and the fact that Mech Combat was closely related to his studies, Eros quickly caught up with Instructor Dirac's pace of instruction.

At first, Dirac would keep an eye on how fast Eros was keeping up, but halfway through the lesson, he was quite surprised to realize that Eros already had far more basic knowledge in his mind than he was supposed to teach the little bugs in this lesson.

But beyond the surprise, as a teacher, I felt disappointed and resentful that my students from the initial star class were not as good as the female insects from the comet class.

Driven by this sense of resentment, Dirac unconsciously sped up the pace of his lessons.

Because of Dirac's faster teaching pace, the little female insects in the class all became serious, raising their heads and listening attentively to the lesson.

After all, no one wants to lose to a female insect from the "disabled class".

The class period passed quickly, and as the bell rang, Dirac used a laser pointer to make the final mark on the screen behind him: "This time, the homework is a 15,000-word team battle journal."

As soon as Dirac finished assigning the homework, the classroom full of little female insects erupted in wails.

"Another combat log! Ah! Ah! And another 15,000 words!"

"How could you be so heartless, Professor Dirac?!"

Dirac remained unmoved by the whining and tantrums of the little girls, gently tossing the laser pointer into the pen holder on the table: "I'm telling you, if you don't want to be eliminated by the other classes, you'd better hurry up and do your homework!"

"If you are still at the bottom of the 12 junior high school classes in this year's final evaluation, I will have to consider whether to lower your graduation grades."

"Ah...Professor Dirac, you're scaring the bugs again!!"

"Waaaaah... Professor Dirac, you're so mean!!"

"Hmph, we're not afraid!"

"Hmph~ Hmph~" Dirac looked at the group of noisy little female insects, whose faces all wore expressions of unwillingness to accept reality.

Unlike the patient and nurturing approach of instructors who teach male insects, instructors who teach female insects grow together with the female insects through mutual harm.

If one day the little female insects become strong enough to defeat their battle-hardened instructors, then they will have become qualified warriors.

Eros sat quietly in the noisy classroom, never expecting that the little female insects, who barely reached his waist, would be so competitive and shrewd.

As soon as get out of class ended, they would challenge each other in the classroom, shouting that they wanted to go to the ring and fight each other.

"I've seen you before!" Just as Eros was packing up his textbooks to return to the Comet Class, a female insect cub from the Beginner Star Class tugged at his clothes: "You gave me a piece of cake at the banquet!"

"You're the beautiful bug that's dividing the cake!" the blond, brown-eyed male bug said happily, pulling Eros along.

That was the first time he had ever tasted a sweet and soft little cake. In the past, at banquets, he would shamelessly ask for one, only to be turned away by the group of sub-females.

As expected, only the female insect feels sorry for the female insect.

Eros remembered the little female insect. He recalled that there were two insects asking him for cake back then: "It's you. Isn't the little female insect that was with you back then in this class?"

“Annie is in Class 5, we are Class 12, my name is Rioli.” The blonde little female insect stood on tiptoe, looking at the textbooks that had already been tidied up on Eros’s desk, and asked, “Are you about to leave?”

“Yes, I should go back to the Comet class.” Eros picked up his textbook.

"Do you want to join our team? Teacher Dirac has assigned a lot of battle notes."

Eros had never written this kind of assignment before: "A combat log?"

"It's about recording your combat data against other female insects in the virtual training ground, and then adding your own combat insights."

"If you don't join a team and fight together, you won't be able to complete the assignment."

"So you're willing to accept me?" Eros looked at the tender little female insect in front of him with a smile.

"Then you are a female insect from the Comet class."

Rioli blinked his bright eyes at the beautiful female insect in front of him: "But for the sake of a piece of cake, I'll allow you to join my team."

No sooner had Rioli finished speaking than the voices of several small female insects, eager for more drama, came from behind him:

"Rioli is lying to you, his team is in last place!"

"Yeah, his team always comes in last place!"

Rioli clenched his little fists and waved them at the few tiny spiky bugs behind him, shouting, "What do you know? My team will become the strongest team sooner or later! How dare you, the second to last team, laugh at us?"

"Hehehe~~ Last place is last place. You even accepted comet-like female insects. You're sure to be at the bottom again this time."

"I'll teach you a lesson!" Just as Rioli was about to rush forward and fight the little female insects, a paw landed on his shoulder:

"All right."

Eros stopped Rioli, who was already preparing to fight: "Didn't you say you wanted me to join your team? I've already agreed to join."

Rioli raised the terminal on his wrist, touched Eros's terminal, then turned his back to Eros and said, "I'll approve your application in a bit, but right now I'm going to teach them a lesson."

The fighting spirit of the untamed female insects is most evident in them.

Eros narrowed his violet eyes slyly: "There's no need to waste our strength on them. Once we get first place, they'll be last. Wouldn't it make us happier to see ourselves humiliated?"