EROS [Zerg]

"Even though your principal is a male insect, won't the Male Insect Protection Association interfere with making male insects do dangerous work like military machinery?" Eros asked doubtfully.

“No, because in the Sixth Galaxy, male insects can voluntarily sign contracts to do the work they want.” Permi’s face still held a hint of pride.

“We are not those male insects on other planets who just wait to eat.”

Eros listened quietly and agreed, "You are indeed an excellent male insect."

“I am now a teacher at the Kalanlang Academy. What does your master do?” Permi’s two paws gripped together nervously.

“A male ruler?” Eros shook his head with a smile: “I don’t have a male ruler. That day, the little male was just throwing a tantrum.”

"That little bug isn't your bug?" Pomi's eyes widened, as if confirming something. "Then... why does he call you 'father'?"

“Because those temperamental little bugs are really hard to figure out.” Eros smiled and lowered his head, not intending to continue the topic, so he changed the subject: “Well… that little male bug from the other day also wants to learn a skill. I wanted to ask you if there are any ways for male bugs to learn it?”

"Are you going to enroll that little bug in an extracurricular class?" Permi asked in surprise.

Eros nodded: "I suppose so. I hope that he can have his own career like Your Excellency in the future, so that he won't be unable to do anything without the female insect."

"If male insects want to learn skills and find jobs, they can either do what I did: find a school on a lower planet that accepts male insect students, learn the skills, and then find jobs that allow them to work without a license."

"Or they have exceptionally good grades in the male insect academy and voluntarily apply to take exams and get jobs in those secure, high-tech departments."

"However, the second type is really too difficult. The entire empire might not produce even one such male insect in a year, let alone a commoner male insect that is not fully educated."

Eros understood, thanked Pomi, and then exchanged some professional opinions with Pomi before ending their meeting quite pleasantly.

After sending Pomi back to the inn, Eros returned to the academy with Obsidian.

"Didn't you come in second place?" Brandt asked in surprise, looking at the black mechanical wings on the table.

Eros told Brandt how he had exchanged himself with the male.

“I didn’t expect you to be so indifferent to money.” Brandt touched the obsidian mechanical body. When it was not fully unfolded, the obsidian weighed only about one kilogram and was about the size of a butterfly-shaped black box that could be grasped by two insect claws.

Brandt had Eros put the obsidian on his back, then pressed the unfold button. The gaps between the black box parts rapidly opened, revealing a black wing over five meters long in the blink of an eye!

The mechanical parts connected to Eros's body also bound his body tightly. The neatly arranged black feathers gleamed like blades, revealing his savage thirst for blood and his ruthlessness as a weapon of war.

"Try to master it."

Brandt was very eager to see the debut of this new weapon.

Before coming, Eros had read the instructions for using "Obsidian" and knew how to control it. After pressing the mental connection button on the mechanical wings, a sharp pain shot through his shoulder blade, and the female insect felt a strange connection between the machine and the muscles of her body.

After trying to control the flapping of his wings a few times, Eros's body gradually rose into the air. At first, he felt a little uncomfortable, but soon, with the flapping of his wings, his body adapted to the feeling of flying in the air.

"I can fly?" Eros kicked his levitating foot, his voice filled with surprise and delight.

He had never felt this way before; now he felt like a complete female insect.

"Teacher, I can fly now!"

Eros rarely showed his emotions, but at this moment, he could not suppress them, flapping his wings and rampaging through Brandt's mechanical repair room.

Even when he slammed into the wall and his limbs ached terribly, he had no intention of stopping.

Brandt did not stop him.

Once Eros had finished his "madness," he pointed to the messy surroundings and sarcastically told the young female insect to quickly clean up the area.

Eros looked at the jumbled mess of parts he had smashed, gave an embarrassed laugh, and immediately and obediently cleaned up the area.

Seeing the cleaned-up mechanical repair room, Brandt's expression softened. He waved a registration form in front of Eros and said, "Isn't it a coincidence? The principal just gave me this registration form today, and you brought Obsidian back."

"What registration form?" Eros asked curiously.

"Registration for battlefield interns." Brandt showed the registration list to Eros. "Given your good grades at school, based on your average grades, you've qualified for a spot as a battlefield intern."

"Because most of the students in the star class have never been on the battlefield, in order to give them this transitional opportunity, the academy will send the top-ranked students to planets in various star systems that are not entirely stable for a six-month military internship."

“You originally had a spot, but Principal Joseph wanted to take it back because of your health condition.”

“But I’m willing to go,” Eros said hastily before Brandt could finish speaking.

Brandt glanced at Eros, his tone tinged with amusement: "Of course I know you want to go. Don't rush me, I haven't finished speaking yet."

"There are only a few dozen spots for battlefield interns each year, and yes, it's very helpful for future promotions in the military. It's a very rare opportunity. I thought it wouldn't be easy for you to get one, so I told the principal that I would wait for you to come back and let you decide for yourself."

“I’m willing to go!” Eros immediately declared.

In a society where competition among female insects is so fierce, he is unwilling to miss any opportunity to improve himself, no matter how tiring or dangerous it may be.

Eros knew very well that if he didn't work hard to climb up to a safe place, no one could guarantee that he wouldn't fall back down one day.

Those dark and dreary days and those rooms filled with all sorts of terrifying props were unbearable memories that Eros never wanted to recall again.

“Now that you also possess ‘Obsidian,’ you can fly in the air. As long as you master the use of the mechanical wings, you will be no different from those normal female insects.” Brandt handed the registration form to Eros and instructed, “Fill it out and take it. Go and talk to Principal Joseph yourself.”