Mu Xi looked at the man who was walking towards Shi An. Their eyes met in the air. Shi An lowered his head, perhaps out of shame or something.
"The space is a bit small..." The "Musi" looked around and pointed his finger at the transparent desk in front of Shi An.
The desktop sensed the change quickly, a white halo spread out where the fingers touched, and a control interface appeared on the desk.
"Musi" tapped a few times on the control screen.
Click—
In the study room, all the tables and chairs except those where the two bugs were were brought down.
"Okay," the uniformed "Musi" looked at Shian and said, "Colonel, spread your steel wings."
Steel wings
Musi was a little puzzled, and focused his attention on Shian. He saw the female insect responded "yes", and then, accompanied by a series of clicking sounds, a pair of dark metal bat wings quickly spread out behind the female insect.
Metal wings? Mu Xi was startled. Just as he was about to take a closer look, his spiritual energy ball moved behind Shi An.
No one paid attention to him. Musi observed the connection between the steel wing and Shian's body.
This is obviously not the female insect's own bone wing. It stretches out from the tight combat suit under the military jacket and is closely attached to the female insect's wing bone.
This was a device he had never seen before. If female terrestrial insects could also fight in the air with their wings...
One hand pressed on the junction of the steel wing and the back of the female insect. Mu Xi was a little dissatisfied. He "looked up" and saw another self leaning closer to the female insect. The other self slightly opened his lips and said in a soothing and calm voice:
"Relax your muscles, and think of this as your own bone wing. You can use it like your own limbs..."
"Major General..." Shian's voice was a little unstable, and his breathing was a little rapid, "I, I can't do it..."
"Musi" asked: "Can't relax?"
“Hmm…” Shian lowered his head even lower. Although he was obviously several inches taller than “Musi”, now he seemed to want to bury his head in “Musi”’s neck.
Mu Xi looked at the two insects that were almost stuck together despite being separated by a transparent desk, and vaguely felt that something was wrong with this dream.
"You flew so badly last time because you were too stiff," the "Musi" sighed helplessly, and said, "I will make an exception and take you flying once more. If you still can't learn it this time, you will be punished."
"Yes..." Shi An responded obediently, with a slight blush on his face spreading.
Mu Xi looked at himself whispering something in the female insect's ear while his hand was stroking the metal steel wing...
Mu Xi's spiritual energy ball trembled, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable. Was that guy with the same face as him really him
Or, is this really his dream
He could feel that those strange dreams before were hints of the future, but what about this one? It suggested that he should equip the female slave with a pair of steel wings for flying.
If the female insects of the land species could be equipped with a pair of steel wings, they would indeed have an additional way of fighting, but, but... why did that self have to hold the female slave in his arms and take him flying
Can't this kind of thing be taught by just any flying guard
Musi looked at himself in his dream flapping his black wings and flying in the air with the female slave in his arms. There were only question marks in his mind.
…
Musi's biological clock woke him up on time. He felt that part of his spirit was torn away from another place and returned to his body.
The last scene of the dream appeared in Mu Xi's mind. Mu Xi rubbed his heavy head and was sorting out his thoughts in the dream when he sensed that Shi An on the other side was gradually waking up.
Mu Xi paused in massaging the acupuncture points on his head, opened his eyes, sat up, and got out of bed to wash.
It seemed that Shi An did not get up immediately after waking up. Instead, he suddenly covered his head with the quilt and rolled around in bed.
Mu Xi wanted to confirm something, so he deliberately slowed down his movements and opened the door of the master bedroom just as Shi An finished washing up.
At the same time, the sound of a door opening was heard from the secondary bedroom next door.
If you want to leave the bedroom, you have to pass through the door of the secondary bedroom, and Musi walked there naturally.
Shian froze the moment he heard Musi's footsteps. His hand gripping the door handle tightened and he almost closed the door and went back into the room.
"Good morning." Mu Xi paused at the door of the secondary bedroom and nodded slightly to greet Shi An.
"Good morning… "
The female slave's body was noticeably stiff, and her expression was unnatural when she looked at him, and she avoided him as if she was feeling guilty.
"You seem to have had a bad dream." Musi said, observing Shian's expression.
"No," Shian retorted subconsciously, and when he met Mu Xi's gaze, he lowered his voice and whispered:
“It was a sweet dream…” It was a sweet dream because I dreamed of you.
Being taught the flying posture for a whole night is also a dream? Mu Xi, who has almost confirmed what he thought, really wants to ask this question.
But Musi looked at the shining eyes of the female slave and swallowed his words back, instead saying lightly: "If you are late for labor education, you will be punished."
Being punished
Shian couldn't help but think of what Musi said in his dream... If he couldn't learn it again, he would be punished.
Shian's face gradually became red. Mu Xi just kindly reminded him, but his mind was only...
Not daring to look into Mu Xi's eyes, Shi An responded softly, saying that he would pay attention to the time.
Musi also felt quite embarrassed. The female slave had a dream of flying with him, and he didn't know how he was pulled in to watch the whole thing.
After leaving the bedroom and entering the insect training room, Musi calmed down and began to think about the reason why he was pulled into the female slave's dream.
Is this the change brought about by this awakening? Mu Xi thought while doing morning exercises to warm up.
In the past, no matter how good his S-level mental power was, he could only sense the movements and expressions of his own insect, or the mental threads emitted by other male insects.
This time, he "saw" the dream of the female slave, which was another level, coming from spiritual perception.
This seems to be an extremely powerful evolution. The only question now is: is this skill an active skill or a passive skill
If he was pulled into the dream of another insect, then this skill would be useless and would bring him a lot of trouble. He didn't want to visit other insects' dreams every night, because who knew what they would dream about.
But if it could be released actively, and even create dreams for other insects... Musi couldn't wait to try it.
"Master Insect, good morning. I have sorted out your expenses in recent years last night. Would you like to check it?" Xiaoi greeted Musi in a cheerful tone and said that he had completed the task assigned by the Master Insect.
Mu Xi got off the treadmill, picked up the water on the table beside him, raised his head and drank a sip, and said, "Confirm and check."
The sweat glands of the Zerg are not well developed. After thirty minutes of high-intensity training, Musi's body is still clean and refreshed.
The light screen unfolded in front of Mu Xi. Mu Xi held the water bottle in one hand and slid the other hand across the light screen.
The expenditure details were too long, and Musi only glanced at many items, occasionally wondering, "Did I buy this?"
"Yes, before you joined the military," Xiaoi answered dutifully, "You had a hobby of collecting mechas at that time. You collected every famous mecha in the Sekaiya galaxy that you could get, at any cost."
"It seems like that is the case..." Mu Xi continued to slide the light screen. After a few minutes of this action, he finally couldn't help but ask: "How many pages are there?"
Xiaoi replied: "794 pages."
Musi paused, not intending to look at the details anymore, and went directly to the annual expenditure summary.
Mu Xi didn't have a clear understanding, but he felt that each number was quite long, comparable to the length of the military expenditure required for medium-volume equipment. However, the taxes from various planets under his name plus the income from some insect industries were more than enough to support these expenses.
"Do you want to send the expense record to Shian?" Xiaoi asked.
Author's words: Want a Musi? He has a very strong mental power and seems to be able to enter the dreams of other insects. He once had a hobby of collecting high-end mechas.
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Thanks to Mirror Out Dream Lanshan and 23563333 for the grenades
Thanks to sonic, a crazy ghost, Su Zi, Ru, cats don't eat fish, Xi Xixi, Wei Nuan, 742 Orange 42, Yun Ting, Taohua Xiao, 23563333, Lili Liumi Yi's mine