StarCraft: The Extinction Commander is completely smitten

Lei Ting smiled slightly, his gaze towards Mu Xingyue deep: "The Holy Mother is truly amazing. You clearly look so weak and helpless."

He knew very well that from initially harboring filthy thoughts towards the Holy Mother, his heart had gradually succumbed to her, a fact he himself could hardly believe.

Lu Zhan smiled sincerely: "Holy Mother, since we're staying at Chaoxi Manor for a few days, could we learn farming from you every day?"

His humble attitude made people think he was genuinely seeking knowledge, but little did they know, it was just a convenient excuse for him to get closer to the Holy Mother.

The Holy Mother alone could not possibly supply enough food and flowers to all the orcs in the galaxy.

Tantai Huang, Liancheng Jinheng, and Helian Cheng looked at Mu Xingyue with earnest eyes and said, "We also want to learn farming."

They were enthusiastic and joking; if they weren't, Thunder and Land Warfare would beat them to it.

Mu Xingyue glanced at them sideways and winked mischievously: "No problem. Considering the sincerity of your gift to me, I'll agree for now."

She had a great idea: to have the beastmen take turns teaching them how to farm. When she got home, she would discuss with the beastmen how to cultivate enough fertile land so that Thunder and the others, these free laborers, could enjoy life in the fields.

Lei Ting and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief, naturally agreeing with whatever the Holy Mother said.

So, Mu Xingyue and her group went home in a grand procession. They went to their rooms to wash up, and as drowsiness overcame them, they all quickly drifted off into sweet dreams.

This time, even Xia Lanling didn't bother Mu Xingyue. He didn't want his darling to keep yawning during the banquet. He wanted his darling to always look beautiful.

Unfortunately, Mu Xingyue and the others, who were sound asleep, were woken up by a video call from Pei Yi asking for help.

For some reason, Pei Yi and Yun Yelin entered and temporarily settled the genetically altered orcs and the pregnant females. Suddenly, they became agitated and began frantically banging on the door, some even breaking their own heads in the process.

But they kept banging on the door, using any part of their bodies, completely disregarding their own lives.

What left Pei Yi and Yun Yelin most helpless was that they had just completed the handover procedures with the people from the other empires when they ran into trouble.

Not far ahead, a group of genetically modified beastmen were frantically banging on the door of their temporary residence.

Their faces were twisted beyond recognition, like demons from the depths of hell, ferocious and terrifying.

Each impact was accompanied by a deafening roar and a cloud of dust, sending chills down one's spine.

The eyes of these male orcs were bloodshot, displaying a terrifying crimson hue.

His eyes revealed endless madness and violence, as if he had taken some kind of deadly poison and completely lost his mind.

Just one glance is enough to instill fear and send shivers down one's spine.

At the same time, the pregnant females also behaved strangely.

Ignoring their physical condition, they desperately pounded their bulging bellies with their fists.

Those heavy, resounding blows seemed to be telling the world about the despair and pain deep within their hearts.

Their movements were so violent that it seemed as if what they were carrying in their bellies was not a new life about to be born, but a terrible demon that would take their lives.

Lei Ting smiled slightly, his gaze towards Mu Xingyue deep: "The Holy Mother is truly amazing. You clearly look so weak and helpless."

He knew very well that from initially harboring filthy thoughts towards the Holy Mother, his heart had gradually succumbed to her, a fact he himself could hardly believe.

Lu Zhan smiled sincerely: "Holy Mother, since we're staying at Chaoxi Manor for a few days, could we learn farming from you every day?"

His humble attitude made people think he was genuinely seeking knowledge, but little did they know, it was just a convenient excuse for him to get closer to the Holy Mother.

The Holy Mother alone could not possibly supply enough food and flowers to all the orcs in the galaxy.

Tantai Huang, Liancheng Jinheng, and Helian Cheng looked at Mu Xingyue with earnest eyes and said, "We also want to learn farming."

They were enthusiastic and joking; if they weren't, Thunder and Land Warfare would beat them to it.

Mu Xingyue glanced at them sideways and winked mischievously: "No problem. Considering the sincerity of your gift to me, I'll agree for now."

She had a great idea: to have the beastmen take turns teaching them how to farm. When she got home, she would discuss with the beastmen how to cultivate enough fertile land so that Thunder and the others, these free laborers, could enjoy life in the fields.

Lei Ting and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief, naturally agreeing with whatever the Holy Mother said.

So, Mu Xingyue and her group went home in a grand procession. They went to their rooms to wash up, and as drowsiness overcame them, they all quickly drifted off into sweet dreams.

This time, even Xia Lanling didn't bother Mu Xingyue. He didn't want his darling to keep yawning during the banquet. He wanted his darling to always look beautiful.

Unfortunately, Mu Xingyue and the others, who were sound asleep, were woken up by a video call from Pei Yi asking for help.

For some reason, Pei Yi and Yun Yelin entered and temporarily settled the genetically altered orcs and the pregnant females. Suddenly, they became agitated and began frantically banging on the door, some even breaking their own heads in the process.

But they kept banging on the door, using any part of their bodies, completely disregarding their own lives.

What left Pei Yi and Yun Yelin most helpless was that they had just completed the handover procedures with the people from the other empires when they ran into trouble.

Not far ahead, a group of genetically modified beastmen were frantically banging on the door of their temporary residence.

Their faces were twisted beyond recognition, like demons from the depths of hell, ferocious and terrifying.

Each impact was accompanied by a deafening roar and a cloud of dust, sending chills down one's spine.

The eyes of these male orcs were bloodshot, displaying a terrifying crimson hue.

His eyes revealed endless madness and violence, as if he had taken some kind of deadly poison and completely lost his mind.

Just one glance is enough to instill fear and send shivers down one's spine.

At the same time, the pregnant females also behaved strangely.

Ignoring their physical condition, they desperately pounded their bulging bellies with their fists.

Those heavy, resounding blows seemed to be telling the world about the despair and pain deep within their hearts.

Their movements were so violent that it seemed as if what they were carrying in their bellies was not a new life about to be born, but a terrible demon that would take their lives.