StarCraft: Everyone wants the Queen

The long and tedious speech lasted for several hours, but it wasn't all Shen Qingqing speaking.

Aside from her opening remarks and address, the rest was mostly left to Gatana and several other elders.

So overall, she was fine except for her mouth being a little dry.

During this time, Desk repeatedly probed Gatana, hoping to obtain information about the authenticity of the Queen's identity, but Gatana ignored all of them.

"Was he doing this on purpose?" Desk asked through gritted teeth.

Andor, who was standing next to him, spoke up, "Perhaps it's just inconvenient to say, and besides... why are you so concerned about her identity, Desk?"

"So what if she's real, or she's fake?"

Andor didn't know that Kavid had asked him to assassinate the insect queen, and assumed that he had taken a liking to this suddenly appearing insect queen.

"What's it to you! Mind your own business!" Deske said irritably.

Andor realized he had said too much. He glanced around with his prosthetic eye, wanting to say something more, but his attention was drawn to the cheers below.

Deske looked up curiously, not paying any attention to what they were saying.

"Honorable citizens of the Empire, from this day forward, the Queen will lead the Zerg to defend the front lines. We will then greet the Zerg's glory with the utmost enthusiasm!"

There was still a lot left to say, but it was already just a buzzing sound in Desk's ears.

What do you mean?

Is this sending her to the battlefield?!

She's so small; you have to sniff very carefully to detect her pheromones. How can she possibly appease so many Zerg soldiers?!

Isn't this just fooling the Zerg?!

Thinking of this, Desk felt a chill run down his spine.

He probably never intended for her to return to Wangxing alive.

"Damn it!" Desk cursed under his breath.

Unfortunately, the little female, completely unaware of what was happening, was still counting money for others, oblivious to the fact that she was about to be sent to the gallows.

The entire Wangxing area erupted in cheers and jubilation. The joint speech by the Queen and the Commander stirred the hearts of every insect.

Let those long-dormant ambitions be rekindled, and let the Zerg's bloodlust be unleashed.

"Then everyone is welcome to sign up. The Insect Queen will personally visit the camp to offer her greetings, and every insect will be able to see her true face..."

Shen Qingqing couldn't help but mutter to herself after hearing what the elders said.

Is this treating her like a commodity that can be valued?

She wanted to ask Gatana what he meant by 'leading the Zerg to defend the front lines'.

Shouldn't we have kept her on Wangxing to await her coronation? Why did this sentence suddenly come out?

However, before she could make a move, she was stopped by a servant.

"My Queen, Lord Gatana has ordered that you take good care of your health and go to your palace to rest."

Then, without giving her a chance to refuse, they flanked her on either side and left.

Elder Kavid stroked his white beard as he watched Shen Qingqing being taken away.

Time is running out for them. If they fail to drive the wolves back this time, at their current pace, they will reach the Zerg's first line of defense in less than a month.

The Zerg King has three lines of defense, and the first of these is located in the asteroid belt surrounding the King.

Unsurprisingly, the line of soldiers volunteering to sign up stretched from the military registration office to dozens of kilometers outside Kyoto.

Every insect wanted to see its mother's face and hear her care.

"Including the insects who signed up this time, as well as the insects from the Defense Force and Kyoto, there are a total of 7,367,253 insects. There are 6,365,210 currently in service. Commander-in-Chief, what do you think..."

Gatana, who was reading Zerg literature, looked up upon hearing this and said, "Keep those in Kyoto, and send the rest to the front lines."

"But sir, this means Wang Xing's three lines of defense will have almost no insects left to mobilize!" Andor practically leaned over the table. "If you do this, and the wolf clan launches a surprise attack, Wang Xing will be..."

Andorra.

Gatana's gloomy eyes, hidden behind his gold-rimmed glasses, revealed no emotion. "Do you not believe in Wangxing Technology, or do you not believe in the power of the Zerg?"

“I wouldn’t dare,” Andor said, bowing his head. “But wouldn’t that be too presumptuous?”

“You are worrying too much about Andorra,” Gatana said, sitting down again and flipping through the documents. “Your father was not so timid back then. If he were still alive, I believe he would have immediately sent troops to attack the Wolf Clan instead of hiding here like a coward.”

Upon hearing him mention his father, Andorra looked up at Gatana.

Does he really think he doesn't know how his father died?

However, his body, which had already undergone mechanical modification, would not move at all. Unless he used his will, the fist hanging at his side would not fall on his face.

"Yes, I will follow your teachings, sir."

"Remember to send more people over. Alex and the others are probably already on their warships and have set off. We'll stay on Wangxing and wait for their good news."

Under the blazing sun, countless warships passed overhead, bringing with them deafening roars.

Despite the noise, it couldn't dampen the excitement in the insects' hearts. They all stood on the high platform and took off their hats to salute the insects who were about to board the ship.

The young insects stood in a square formation at the front, countless gazes passing over the mountain of warships and landing on them.

Both males and females are available, and any insect that voluntarily signs up and meets the requirements can apply unconditionally.

After the hatch closes and they enter the atmosphere, they will be busy with group training.

Those young people who have been on Wangxing since almost their birthplace and have never left the embrace of their mother planet are about to be reborn in the vast universe.

"Hey kid over there, how come I've never seen you on Wangxing before?"

On the starship, several tall, muscular males shouted at the bug that was perched on the viewing window.

"You also volunteered to go to the front lines? Huh?" Several insects asked in surprise when they saw the female behind the male. "Did you two come together? This is the first time I've seen a couple come together as a team."

"Yes, I came with my...lover," Fourteen said with a smile.

"Oh, I see. You two look unfamiliar. You must have come from the research institute's spaceship. I heard the fighting on the front lines is fierce lately, and even the research institute's spaceship has been requisitioned..."

“Yes, that’s how we boarded the starship,” Vina said. “But seeing that you’re all wearing uniforms, I wonder where we get them?”

"You mean this? I'll take you there, haha, after all, we were the first batch to board the warship!"

……

All starships begin to be divided into groups and assigned tasks as soon as they leave the atmosphere.

"Please note that everyone will be grouped based on their physical fitness test scores. There are three groups: A, B, and C. Please make sure you don't go to the wrong group..."

On the cold, impersonal instrument, the pointer trembled as it pointed to a score of 70.

"Group C, next!"

Each insect has only one chance, and they are grouped based on their pulling strength and agility scores.

Fourteen loosened his grip a little as he watched Vina nearly being squeezed out of the crowd.

"60! Agility 90, average 75, Group C!"