Zerg: Why is the Overlord like that?

After a moment, he whispered:

"My lord, there's no need for that. I'm tough and resilient; I'll be fine in no time."

Just like the few cuts he made last night, after a day, only very faint traces remain.

The crisscrossing whip marks on his back had scabbed over and were beginning to heal since he hadn't been whipped the night before.

So, there's really no need to waste it...

Just then, Jian Chi's voice rang out again:

"Elvis, be a good boy."

His tone remained as gentle as before.

At that moment, Elvis clearly realized that the lord seemed to have really changed.

Although it's a little strange sometimes...

"Thank you," Elvis said softly, unscrewing the healing liquid, pouring it onto his hand, and applying it to the wounds.

He poured very little, and seemed to cherish the bottle of healing liquid.

"Are you out of star coins? You're using so little?"

"No, I just..."

Elvis wanted to explain, but after pursing his lips, he ultimately said nothing and simply poured the healing fluid onto the wound.

The powerful lord agreed to let him return to the army and even kindly gave him such expensive healing fluid. He shouldn't have made malicious assumptions about the powerful lord.

However, under the watchful gaze of the powerful ruler, Elvis felt as if every second was an eternity, and he was sitting on pins and needles.

After he finished applying the ointment, he suppressed his panic and asked Jian Chi, "My lord, may I...may I leave now?"

He made a request to Jian Chi for the first time without even realizing it himself.

Jian Chi had enjoyed a good show and was quite pleased with himself, so he took pity on him and said:

"Okay, get some rest."

Elvis responded and fled in disarray.

After he left, the system spoke.

Do you pity him?

Jian Chi lay down, turned on his smart bracelet, and his smile remained.

Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?

What's the difference?

The lie is that I didn't pity him; I just tormented him in another way.

Don't you think that giving him hope only to drag him back to hell will make him even more desperate?

Is telling the truth just pity for him?

To be honest, these are just some of my personal hobbies.

[...] The system remained silent.

It doesn't believe the truth at all; this is absolutely not the truth!

Seeing the system remain silent, Jian Chi knew that the system definitely didn't believe him.

She let out a soft sigh.

He was clearly telling the truth, so why does nobody ever believe him?

Just like before, he had tried to be honest with his parents, but they thought he was trying to avoid going on blind dates.

He's so honest, how could he possibly lie...?

With that thought in mind, Jian Chi began searching for food on the StarNet.

The system didn't want to ask, but Jian Chi's behavior was just too incomprehensible.

If you don't ask, it has no idea what he's planning to do!

That feeling of something slipping out of control came back again.

So it couldn't help but ask.

What are you doing?

[Search for foods I can eat.]

Why not just feed them nutrient solution? Zerg players basically eat nutrient solution.

That food was only for nobles and wealthy insects.

Nobles ate food not because they liked it, but to display their status.

Jian Chi's smile faded slightly as he said, "I am a human, not an insect."

Sensing that Jian Chi seemed a little angry, the system, though unsure why, remained observant and didn't utter a word.

The system silently watched as Jian Chi searched for most of the edible foods available in this world.

This even includes which foods should not be eaten together.

Finally, satisfied, I turned off the StarNet and went to sleep.

the next day.

Jian Chi slept until 10 o'clock again, and was in a very good mood.

Not to mention, in my previous life, I worked 996 every day, and even on my only day off each week, I always had to work overtime.

Now, as a male insect, I can sleep until dawn, as long as I want, which is truly blissful.

After washing up, I went downstairs.

He paused for a moment when he saw the food on the table.

There were five or six dishes on the table, but they looked much worse than yesterday.

Especially things that are somewhat similar to steamed buns.

Yesterday's plump white steamed bun, although it tasted terrible, had a particularly neat appearance, round and plump.

It's so neatly made that it's obviously machine-made.

But the steamed buns on the table now are really a bit oddly shaped.

The color wasn't pure white; it was actually a bit yellowish.

Machines can't make buns this ugly.

There was a noise coming from the kitchen. Jian Chi walked over and saw Ives's busy figure in the kitchen.

Elvis was no longer wearing the military uniform he had worn yesterday; instead, he was dressed in casual clothes, with a light blue shirt and pure white pants.

Her silver-white hair was tied back with a light blue ribbon.

Although he was dressed casually, you could still tell from his back that he had broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

After looking Elvis up and down for a moment, the other person turned around, his expression looking somewhat unnatural.

Elvis had actually noticed that Jian Chi had arrived long ago.

But some don't know how to face a powerful ruler.

So he pretended not to notice and continued doing his own thing.

However, the presence of the powerful ruler is too strong.

So he couldn't resist picking up the soup bowl, turning around, glancing at Jian Chi, and then quickly looking away.

"My lord, breakfast is ready. Would you like to try some?"

Jian Chi asked in surprise, "You can cook?"

He remembered that when he investigated Elvis's past, Elvis had started going to the battlefield at a very young age.

The environment in the army didn't allow him to eat much.

So Ivis probably can't cook.

This can also be seen from Elvis's scarred fingers.

I don't know what Elvis was busy with in the kitchen, but his clean and slender hands were covered with wounds.

"I learned it last night," Elvis said in a low voice.

last night?

Jian Chi raised an eyebrow and glanced at the kitchen trash can, which was already overflowing with food that had been ruined.

"You didn't stay up all night, did you?"

Elvis held the soup bowl, his eyes lowered, and remained silent.

Not denying it is tantamount to admitting it.

Jian Chi glanced at Elvis's reddened fingertips as he held the soup bowl and said with a smile:

"Alright, then let's try the first meal my wife made."