One hundred little bugs
After the shock, Lan Ze quickly calmed down. He subconsciously glanced at the live broadcast ball. Along the way, the live broadcast ball recorded too many pictures that were damaging to his image. He seriously considered whether to turn it off.
At this moment, the live broadcast room has turned into a large-scale cremation of A Wei, with waves of "Ah, I'm dead" densely filling the entire screen.
The killing power of the little male insect's baby voice was too strong. Even if the insect only heard one or two sentences, it would be intoxicated with fatherly love, and the desire to raise a cub in its heart was greatly satisfied.
Lan Ze glanced at the screen. After the praise for A Wei's crematorium, another wave of flattery began. Lan Ze was dizzy and looked away immediately.
Compared to these, he was more concerned about why the Rot Butterfly and the Mulberry suddenly became like this.
On Earth, Lan Ze is a thorough materialist, but during his time among the Zerg, he encountered too many inexplicable things, and behind every event there was the shadow of supernatural forces.
The burning fire slowly went out, and a few sparks flickered in the ashes. The Rot Butterfly and the Mulberry Bug leaned against the wall with listless looks, one bug holding a bird in its arms, and the other holding a small octopus in its arms.
Lan Ze looked at the Rot Butterfly and then at the Sanggu Worm, feeling very worried: "Are you all okay? How do you feel now? What happened just now?"
Fudie struggled to hold on to his body, his voice still trembling, his dark blue pupils dilated, his expression still showing a hint of fear: "I don't know, I can't say it, it's indescribable, indescribable."
He was a Zerg with psychic talents. Due to his sharp perception and sensitive mind, he suffered heavy damage. The Sanggu Zerg next to him had recovered some of his spirit and was barely able to remain calm.
But those misty green eyeballs were moving in their sockets in a strange way, and they would tremble from time to time.
He said hoarsely: "In just a moment, I felt that I was being stared at by a terrible thing. I had no way to escape. I could only watch myself go to destruction."
Lan Ze squatted on the ground, thinking. After a while, he raised his head, rubbed his fingers back and forth on his chin, and suddenly said, "If I use my ability to recall what just happened, what do you think I will encounter?"
The insects present were immediately horrified.
"Lan Ze, this won't work. You must not do this. Exploring the unknown is a very dangerous behavior. It's tantamount to digging your own grave," Fu Die looked at Lan Ze with a very pale face.
Sang Gu Chong waved his hands: "Don't do this. The more outstanding the spiritual talents of the Zerg, the stronger the negative impact will be. This is the case with the Rot Butterfly."
Chu Ran remained silent, quietly looking at the cub he had raised beside him. The cub was so scared just now, but it only took a short while for it to be revived with full health. There was no sign of fear on his face, and he even wanted to use his backtracking talent to explore the unknown existence mentioned by the Zerg.
What a troublesome little bug.
A feeling of helplessness and amusement surged in his heart. Chu Ran's black robe moved, and he suddenly wanted to gently touch the tip of the little insect's nose. Unfortunately, the power of his body was so strong that even a little bit of it accidentally leaked out would cause harm to him.
Life on the Dark Star is very boring. The only thing that can connect to the star network is the live broadcast ball flying back and forth around the ceiling. The two small golden wings glide out a beautiful trajectory, and the translucent pink and blue body of the ball shines. The light screen in the air is projected onto the wall, and cool special effects keep exploding from it. Those are the rewards sent by the audience watching the live broadcast.
Lan Ze lay on the stone bed with his hands under his head. He had just finished eating the braised prawns made by the black-robed insect, and he felt very satisfied both physically and mentally at the moment.
The black-robed insect that Lan Ze met on the road was sitting upright in front of the stone bed. When Lan Ze turned his head, he could see his back as straight as a pine tree. The black robe covered him tightly, making his motionless back look like a cold stone statue.
Lan Ze stared at his back for a long time, and some memories were gradually brought back to his mind.
When he first came to the Zerg, he was very small. Although his soul was relatively mature, his chubby little face and those round amber eyes made everything he did look childish.
At that time, he looked like a teenager, which was equivalent to a three or four-year-old child in the eyes of Earthlings compared to the age of the Zerg.
When Chu Ran first brought him home, he was worried that he would be scared sleeping as a little insect in the room, so he always sat by his bed before he fell asleep. Sometimes he told him insect stories in his emotionless voice, and sometimes he would command the robot insect Soro to play a larvae song.
Every time Lan Ze rolled his eyes, he could see Chu Ran's straight and unmoving back, and he would secretly think in his heart, "This is such a self-disciplined and rigorous insect. There is not a single bit of laxity or flaw in him."
The Rot Butterfly and Sanggu Bug next door were already fast asleep with their love bugs in their arms. The room was pitch black without a single ray of light, which made Lan Ze, who loved the light by nature, feel very suffocated. He rolled on the stone bed several times, and finally, unable to hold back, he reached out and tugged at the robe of the Black Robe Bug.
Chu Ran turned around, his voice was gentle and patient: "What's wrong?"
Lan Ze leaned sideways with his arm as a pillow, looked at him and said, "You remind me of my guardian bug."
Without waiting for the black-robed bug to speak, Lan Ze continued, "I was a bug he picked up. In your eyes, I was very young at that time. He was worried when I went to sleep every night, and he had to sit by my bed and tell me some boring stories."
There was a hint of nostalgia in her bright eyes: "I am very annoying, really annoying. When I am especially annoyed, I kick him in the lower back. It's like he has eyes on his back. Every time I kick him, he grabs my foot before I can kick him. Then he starts to nag me about how his body is very hard and a little bug like me, who is softer than a cloud, will cry in pain if I touch his body."
Lan Ze gestured, "Do you think a bug with my personality can be obedient? I will kick him hard, and guess what?"
Chu Ran knew of course that if he had a face at this moment, he would definitely look at his cub silently and gently, indulging all his mischief.
"how?"
Lan Ze slammed the bed and stood up, very indignant: "That guy grabbed my feet and lectured me on mechanics for an hour. He always thinks I'm very weak. In his eyes, I walk like I'm walking on a tightrope. A kick from him can break my bones, a fall can displace my internal organs, and eating something hard can choke me to death. Am I such a fragile insect!"
Chu Ran: “…”
He thought for a moment, and said to the little bug in front of him who always thought he was strong: "But you are very weak."
Even Blue Messenger, who represents the pinnacle of Zerg power, is weak. His wings are thinner than new leaves. Many things can hurt him, and he needs careful care at all times.
Chu Ran looked at the little cub in front of him who had just grown a little. To him, time was close to eternity. The change in Lan Ze seemed very insignificant to him, just like the second hand of a pendulum moving slightly on the dial.
Lan Ze's face grew long. "You are the king bugs. You look weak to everyone else. I will become the king bug sooner or later. I will wait for one of you to beat the two of you. Humph!"
The angry little bug started to ignore the bugs again. Chu Ran was most afraid of him doing this, so he immediately lowered his voice and began to coax him: "You will grow up slowly and become the most powerful king bug of the bug race."
The man in black robe rubbed Lan Ze's fluffy hair with a flattering and soothing look.
Lan Ze has always been easy to coax. He is not really angry when he is angry, he just means it. He has been spoiled since he was a child and his family has spoiled him to the point of being lawless. Apart from doing the wilderness live broadcast that caused a mess at home, his family basically goes along with him in whatever he wants to do and dares not let this troublemaker get anything unhappy.
When Lan Ze was a child, he had a strong possessiveness. He especially liked the feeling of having his scumbag father around him. If he was unhappy, he would take it out on his scumbag father. When he was three years old, he knew to take off his little leather shoes and throw them at his scumbag father's face.
Even a lustful and heartless scumbag father dared not make him angry. He had a lot of sons and daughters, but he was extremely obedient to his youngest son. The cunning old fox instantly turned into a masochist when he met his naughty little son, which made Lan Ze even more arrogant.
Apart from the fact that his love for extreme sports caused him a lot of suffering, Lan Ze, this reincarnation-type idiot, has basically never suffered any hardship and is particularly good at taking advantage of his favor.
He slapped the sleeves of the black robe bug with an unhappy look on his face, which said "I'm angry, if you know what's good for you, come and comfort me."
Chu Ran wanted to laugh when he saw him like this. He lowered his head slightly, and his voice was like the breeze blowing through the window lattice at night: "You are still so young, and you still have a long way to go in the future. Your future is limitless."
Lan Ze was almost amused by his serious tone, and the sudden energy that surged up made him slowly walk away, swinging his tail, and said lazily with his chin on his hand: "I know you are perfunctory to me, you king bugs like to do this."
He compared the three king insects he encountered in his mind, completely unaware that these three insects were the same insect in different disguises.
Chu Ran's voice was particularly serious: "I never do anything perfunctorily."
Lan Ze looked at him, his eyes were somewhat complicated, with many emotions and feelings melted in them, "My guardian insect is the same, he takes everything very seriously, like a machine with a fixed program, but he can also be suddenly romantic sometimes, giving me a colorful gadget or something..."
Chatting always makes people relax their mind. Lan Ze pulled the sleeve of the black-robed bug and told him a lot of things about Chu Ran. Once he started talking, it was hard to stop. Lan Ze talked nonstop until his eyelids were fighting.
His voice became lower and lower, and by the end his eyes were half closed and he was humming in a sleepy, baby voice.
Chu Ran agreed repeatedly, and his sweet and babyish voice let out a final little hum before falling silent.
On the simple stone bed, the cub that was pulling at his sleeve had fallen asleep, with thick, curled eyelashes spread under its eyelids and its tender skin emitting a faint glow in the dark light, as if the soft moonlight was cast by the cold moon hanging high in the night sky.
At this moment, Chu Ran suddenly realized Lan Ze's growth.
This little guy who always makes the female insects so cute that they want to vomit blood has grown up, and is gradually developing from a cute little cub into a handsome little male insect that shines brightly.
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