The reborn male worm is obviously super strong but only wants to salt the fish [Zerg]

The Zonghuang picked up the medal, Wenzel lowered his head slightly, and then a red belt was put on Wenzel's neck, and the golden medal hung on his chest.

Standing up straight, Wenzel faced the camera. To be honest, this feeling was very strange. He knew that he should be happy and excited at the moment, but for some reason, his heart was very calm, beating at a steady pace, just like usual.

Numerous shots were aimed at Wenzel's face, and the scene of the award ceremony was broadcast by various media, and almost no one knew about it.

A male with E-level mental power created a spiritual sedative, and the knife hanging above the heads of countless unmarried females has since disappeared.

They are grateful to Wenzel.

There are even families of females who are already considering including this low-level male in their family marriage plan.

After the awarding ceremony, the handsome female insect holding a red tray came to Wenzel's side, and said with a smile: "Your Highness Wenzel, there is a banquet to come, please come with me this way. "

This female has strong eyebrows, blond hair, and blue eyes, but one of her eyes seems to be not so agile.

Wenzel glanced at the female worm and said, "I'm a little tired. I want to go home and rest first. Say sorry to His Majesty the worm emperor for me, thank you."

The female was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses the next moment, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, go back and rest quickly."

Wenzel turned and left. Halfway through the walk, he suddenly remembered something. When he turned around, he saw the female standing with her back to the light, unable to see her eyes clearly.

Not long after returning home, Wenzel received a text message from His Majesty the Zonghuang, "Wenzel, I want to marry the fourth prince, Gretel, to be your queen, what do you think?"

Attached is a photo of the same female at the investiture ceremony this morning.

Wenzel propped his chin, scrolling through Gretel's resume boredly, the fourth prince's resume is gorgeous.

He is not only the fourth prince of the empire, but also an SS-level female, and his grades in the first military academy of the empire are also second to none. More importantly, Gretel...he is very good-looking.

Wenzel glanced at the photo strangely. To be honest, if we say that on weekdays, according to his temperament, this appearance should be completely based on his aesthetic point. Why is it getting more and more annoying today.

Turning off the optical brain interface, Wenzel closed his eyes and rested.

After a long time, His Majesty the Zonghuang, who did not receive a reply, called in person, and Wenzel got up to pick it up: "Your Majesty the Zonghuang."

Zonghuang: "Wenzel, what do you think of Gretel, do you like it?"

Wenzel was silent, and replied after a while: "The fourth prince is very good, but my rank is too low to be suitable."

Zonghuang: "The level is not a problem, as long as you agree, I can prepare for your wedding immediately."

Wenzel tactfully refused: "Thank you, Your Majesty, but I am still young and want to continue to contribute to the empire. I don't want to consider marrying a female monarch for the time being."

The Emperor of Zombies: "...Is that so, well, when Wenzel you want to marry a female monarch, tell me, I will help you choose the most suitable female monarch."

After thanking Wenzel, he hung up the communication, leaned lazily on the sofa, and looked out at the yard through the window, feeling that something was missing.

what is it then……

In a trance, Wenzel fell asleep.

This sleep seems to have been slept for a long time, as long as several lifetimes, and this sleep seems to be very short, so short that it can't be more than a flick of a finger.

In his sleep, the roar of an engine woke him up.

Wenzel opened his eyes in a trance, and Carey walked in front of him and said softly, "There are bugs looking for you outside."

Wenzel slowed down for a while, yawned, got up lazily and walked outside the courtyard, only to see a fiery red mech parked at the gate of the courtyard, a handsome blond and blue-eyed female insect hugged a large bouquet of bright roses, straight standing.

Seeing Wenzel come out, the female smiled brightly, moved her long legs, and walked up to the front in two steps and handed the rose in her arms to Wenzel: "My name is Gretel, I like you, and I want to marry you Ma'am, can you?"

Wenzel glanced down at the roses, then raised his eyelids and glanced at the worms lightly. It is really rare to see a beautiful flower girl, and a beautiful flower girl is even more beautiful.

Wenzel was quiet and didn't speak.

Gretel's nervous palms were sweating, like a death-row prisoner waiting to be sentenced. What if, if, this restart fails again, what if Wenzel still has the memory of his betrayal?

This is already the closest time point for him...

Gretel swallowed unconsciously, staring at Wenzel without blinking.

Wenzel's hand was slowly raised, Gretel's heart was also tightened for an instant, and a burst of ecstasy welled up in his heart.

However, in the next moment, Wenzel bent his hand and put it behind his head, and said apologetically, "Thank you for your love, Your Highness, but I don't want to get married for the time being."

In an instant, great regret flooded his heart. Gretel tried his best to suppress it, and squeezed out a bitter smile: "It's okay, I can wait as long as I want."

Wenzel smiled slightly, turned and walked towards the courtyard.

Where Gretel didn't see, Wenzel lowered his eyelashes with a sad face: "Why bother...Gretel, what you missed is what you missed, even if you do it all over again, it won't change anything."

It's just that, traveling through time and space...restarting over and over again...he is already tired, and he doesn't want to be played with by worms like this again!

This feeling of being out of control, the feeling of being manipulated by insects, really makes insects uncomfortable!

Forget it, I don't want to act with him anymore, anyway, I have almost figured it out.

Wenzel raised his hand and scratched his head, turned around and shouted, "Wait a minute!"

Gretel turned around happily, "What's wrong?"

Wenzel: "I will enter the palace with you, I have something to say to His Majesty the Zerg Emperor."

The corners of Gretel's curved mouth sank slowly, with sadness and pain in his brows and eyes, "Did you fail again..."

Wenzel froze, feeling the danger intuitively, and dodged directly, avoiding Gretel's embrace.

Gretel was surprised, his face full of disbelief, "How... how?"

Wenzel unbuttoned the neckline slowly, relaxed his neck, and stared at Gretel coldly, "I have remembered everything, and I don't want to play this house-like game with you anymore..."

Wenzel said, suddenly, sneered: "Good trick, Gretel!"

Gretel was stunned by Wenzel, and didn't know what to say for a moment. This was a scene he had never encountered before. It was impossible. What went wrong? !

Wenzel sneered, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you thinking, what went wrong?"

Gretel was stunned, his blue eyes looked at Wenzel, the blood on his face faded, and he said with trembling lips, "Why...why?"

"Hmph," Wenzel chuckled, "let's start from the beginning, fourth prince, Gretel..."

Wenzel's words were not in a hurry, but Gretel's heart was beating like a drum, his Adam's apple slid up and down unconsciously, a cluster of shadows twisted in the shadows, and then shot out quickly, however, after touching Wenzel's In an instant, it was blocked by something similar to a crack, and it was impossible to enter.

Wenzel glanced at Gretel lightly, and said, "I don't want to stand and talk to you, come in with me." After speaking, regardless of Gretel's reaction, he turned and walked into the courtyard.

Gretel hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward to follow.

Wenzel was sitting in the room, resting his chin on his hand in a daze. Gretel was sitting on a chair, no longer calm and unhurried, with his eyes downcast and flustered, and he kept thinking about what was going wrong in his mind, but he found nothing.

I don't know if it's because of the long time, or an unintentional show, but Gretel can't figure out where he is wrong.

Wenzel seemed to have seen through Gretel's psychological activities, his eyes were empty, gradually focused, and finally fell on Gretel, and said lightly: "You were wrong from the beginning."

Gretel raised his eyes in an instant, and Wenzel didn't make a fool of himself. He tilted his head, thought for a moment, and said bluntly, "Let's start with my first death."

Gretel froze.

In the next second, I heard Wenzel say lightly: "I remember everything, including all your plans and means."

Wenzel propped his chin and said in a casual tone, "Just listen to it as a story. If it's wrong, you can add it after I finish."

Gretel was silent and did not speak.

A long, long time ago, there was a low-level male who was not very talented but stubborn, oh no, it would be more appropriate to call him a waste male.

Hehe... This trash male is named Wenzel, a guy whose male father doesn't love him, and whose female father doesn't have the ability to love him.

Born, almost died.

But ah, his life is hard, he didn't die, not only did he not die, he was admitted to the Central Pharmacy College with a single muscle, and it took only five years to develop a spiritual potion for female insects to soothe the mental storm.

To be honest, he was happy, he thought, so what if you are advanced insects, don’t you want to use the potion researched by the waste males, or you want to award the waste males with medals and publicize the achievements of the waste males?

Wenzel couldn't be happier when he thought of those high-level bugs who would be trampled under by a trash male bug from now on.

However, he can't tell anyone about this kind of happiness, because he wants to maintain his kind and gentle appearance, he wants to become the savior of the Zerg race, and he also needs to develop a potion that improves the mental power level of male insects. For their own sake, but also to allow the Zerg to produce more males, so that this race can continue better.

Wenzel has a dream that no one has ever said, that is, he hopes that one day, the Zerg will no longer be oppressed by males and females, and there will be no hierarchical discrimination, and all insects will be able to live upright and fair in the world.

This dream is great, difficult, and difficult to talk about, so he didn't say anything about it.

So he concentrated on developing the potion, thinking that one day, if the potion was successful, the Zerg would change.

He trembled with excitement when he thought that the Zerg had changed because of him, it was a kind of satisfaction from the depths of his soul.

However, it was also this feeling that let him know that he was a selfish worm. In the final analysis, he was just looking up to the zerg, admiring praise, and those false names, so he couldn't talk about his dreams.

Oh, it's a bit of a stretch, let's talk about it, Wenzel has developed a spiritual potion to soothe females.

As an E-rank waste male, Wenzel developed a spiritual potion, won a medal, gained the attention of the insect emperor, and even won the pursuit of an SS-rank female.

It was a female who was as enthusiastic as the sun, as beautiful as a rose, and as flamboyant as a star. He was noble, had excellent genes, and was handsome. ,do you know who he is?