I controlled the entire Zerg race with my superb culinary skills.

The aroma of wontons wafted in through the gaps in the blanket. Wang Xingyu swallowed hard, his stomach rumbling loudly.

Embarrassed and blushing, she quickly pulled the blanket tighter around herself.

Li Hui tried to coax him for a while, but seeing that the master remained unmoved, he disappointedly placed the bowl on the bedside table, sighed, and left.

Hearing the footsteps fading into the distance, Wang Xingyu pulled the blanket over his head down a little, revealing his eyes.

After looking around to make sure no one else was in the room, I turned to look at the bowl of wontons on the bedside table, and my stomach started growling again.

Swallowing hard, I sat up, picked up the bowl of wontons, scooped out a piece, and ate it.

Wang Xingyu's eyes widened suddenly as he stared in disbelief at the wontons in his hand. The taste was so familiar; it was the same wontons from the shop at the back gate of the university town.

Upon tasting the familiar flavors in this strange world, Wang Xingyu was so moved that tears streamed down his face. His tears, mixed with saltiness, sipped every last drop of the wontons and soup in his bowl.

When Li Hui returned to his room after dealing with the news outside, he saw Xiong Zhu sitting on the bed, holding an empty bowl that had been eaten clean, and wailing loudly.

"My lord, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Doctor!"

Hearing Li Hui shouting for a doctor outside, Wang Xingyu suddenly grabbed his hand, looking at him with tears in her eyes.

"I'd like to have another bowl of wontons."

Huh? Li Hui was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening and eagerly took his own bowl over.

After finishing two bowls of wontons, Wang Xingyu let out a satisfied burp. He was certain that the taste was the same as the one from the back gate of the university town. He remembered when he first entered university, he didn't have much money for living expenses. That wonton shop was cheap, and the young man in the shop was very honest, always giving him an extra one or two wontons.

"Where did you buy these wontons?"

"Does the male also think this tastes delicious? I bought it from 'Little Chu's Steamed Bun Shop' behind the hospital. Their stuff is very popular, and the owner is a very good-tempered male."

Li Hui slightly bent his waist, his face always bearing a fawning smile. Now that the male lord has something he likes to eat, he probably won't keep thinking about suicide. If he cooperates with the doctor, maybe his madness can be cured.

"I want to see the boss."

Sitting on the hospital bed, Wang Xingyu blinked his excited little eyes. He felt that if he could transmigrate, maybe other people could too.

The smile on Li Hui's face froze. His brain was racing when a sudden inspiration struck him. He opened his personal terminal and sent a message to Chu Yang, asking for another bowl of wontons and hoping that Chu Yang could deliver it personally.

Chu Yang, who was simmering hot pot broth in the kitchen, paused upon receiving the message, a faint smile appearing on his lips. He then packed a small serving of wontons and delivered it to the ward.

"Lord Chu Yang, I am truly sorry to trouble you to personally deliver this in your busy schedule. My lord insists on seeing you, and I have no choice but to comply, lest his madness relapse if I do not comply."

Chu Yang handed the wontons in his hand to Li Hui and gently comforted him.

"It's alright, it's just a few steps away. Your master wants to see me, probably because he thinks my wontons are delicious. Don't worry, I'll help you persuade your master."

Touched, Li Hui took the wontons in his hand and left the ward, giving the two of them some private space, and took the opportunity to eat a hot meal himself.

Chu Yang entered the ward. On the bed sat a fat male insect with a haggard face and a bloated body, with fiery red short hair and gradually changing red eyes.

Perhaps because he was too fat, most of his red eyes were covered by his upper and lower eyelids.

Wang Xingyu stared wide-eyed at the well-proportioned, somewhat handsome man who had just entered, because he bore a resemblance to the young man from the wonton shop he used to work for. His voice trembled with excitement as he cautiously probed.

"A bowl of wontons costs 8 yuan, could you cook me a few more?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Yang's thoughts drifted back to the time when he worked at the wonton shop near the university gate. Back then, a college student would come in every day to eat a bowl of wontons. It cost 8 yuan for 10 wontons, but Chu Yang would always smile and ask if he could order a few more.

Only when the boss wasn't around would Chu Yang secretly order a few extra for him. They'd chat for a bit over time. What was his name again? Wang something? It's been a while, I can't remember anymore.

"The boss isn't here today, so I'll order you a few more."

Upon hearing those familiar words again, Wang Xingyu was so excited that tears streamed down his face. He wanted to get up and give Chu Yang a warm hug, but unfortunately, he was too fat and got stuck on the edge of the bed just as he was about to get down.

She glanced awkwardly at Chu Yang, then slowly moved her body from the gap onto the bed.

"Brother Chu Yang, is it really you? Waaah, that's great, finally I have someone I know."

Chu Yang was also surprised to run into an acquaintance here, and excitedly went over to hug him.

"What brings you here? I heard them mention you before, and I was wondering if you were from the same hometown. I never expected it to be you. By the way, what's your name, Wang something?"

Originally immersed in the sentimental feeling of meeting a fellow villager, Wang Xingyu looked up at him sadly after hearing the last sentence.

"Wang Xingyu, my name is Wang Xingyu, sob sob sob, I just stayed up all night and woke up here, and I'm such an ugly and fat middle-aged man."

Speaking of this, Wang Xingyu sadly climbed onto Chu Yang's shoulder and cried his heart out. Other people who transmigrate have cheat codes, golden fingers, and are incredibly handsome, surrounded by beauties. How come he has become a greasy and slovenly middle-aged uncle?

“Please watch your words. It’s not a middle-aged, overweight man, it’s a fat, big-eared male insect. A male insect is an insect, not even a person.”

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The person on his shoulder cried even harder, and Chu Yang smiled triumphantly, patting his shoulder to comfort him.

"Alright, alright, you should be glad you're wearing a male insect costume, otherwise you'd be in even worse shape."

After Wang Xingyu finished crying, the two quietly exchanged the information they currently had.

Although Wang Xingyu tried every means to go back during this time, he also figured out the original owner's identity: he was the only son of the Wang family, the richest family on D06 star, a C-level male insect, and the future heir of the family.

"Wow, you're amazing! Not only are you the future richest man, do you know who your father-in-law is? He's the ruler of this planet, or to put it simply, the emperor of this planet."

Chu Yang couldn't help but sigh. It's true what they say, comparisons are odious. He had transmigrated into a homeless, useless male insect, with nothing to his name. If it weren't for that incident, his original self would probably still be wandering around.

When his father-in-law was mentioned, Wang Xingyu's face fell again. He had met that man before; he exuded a powerful aura and didn't dare to look him in the eye.

Chu Yang went over the precautions for the Zerg again, especially reminding him not to reveal his identity, otherwise he would definitely be caught and taken to the laboratory for research.

"Waaah, bro, I still want to go home, you know? The game I play is suddenly shutting down, but I have a feeling it will come back up. I used all my savings to buy a lot of top-tier pets in the game, just waiting for their prices to go up so I can get rich overnight."

Chu Yang patted his shoulder tenderly and teased him.

"It's okay. You're the son of the richest man now, the future richest man. This can be considered as fulfilling your dream of becoming rich overnight."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xingyu looked up at him, sobbing.

"What you said seems to make a lot of sense."

After Chu Yang's encouragement, Wang Xingyu has temporarily accepted his identity.

Li Hui excitedly saw Chu Yang out of the ward. Unexpectedly, after his encouragement, the lord's mood improved and his emotions became much more stable.