The gentle, sickly beauty is a cold and aloof general.

"Sir, would you like some new clothes?"

Taylor tried to guess Jun Ming's meaning based on his actions.

Upon hearing this, Jun Ming's eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly.

Taylor almost screamed when she saw how docile the male insect in front of her was.

Having grown accustomed to the ferocious nature of male insects on the main planet, this was the first time I had ever seen one like this.

"Your Excellency, please have some food first. I will go and report to the general that you have woken up, and then I will find you some clothes."

Taylor put down the food on the tray he was carrying, opened the door, and went out.

Stepping out of the room, Taylor resisted the urge to crawl into the shadows and went instead to Atal's room.

"General, the male insect has awakened!"

Taylor pushed open the door with an excited expression.

"understood."

Atal remained calm and composed.

"By the way, the male insect wants a new outfit, General. What should we do?"

Atar was surprised for a moment, then felt a little annoyed, realizing that he hadn't thought things through. He had only thought about arranging the male insect's food, but had forgotten about the male insect's clothing.

"Admiral, our warships don't have clothes for male insects, only military uniforms and combat suits for female insects. What if Your Excellency gets angry about this?"

The adjutant, Taylor, who had just realized what was happening, was now somewhat flustered.

She was deceived by the male insect's appearance and forgot the general's advice that male insects always use sweet talk to lure female insects.

Then she thought again, this male insect seemed to have bewitched her without even saying a word to her.

Taylor then felt a wave of fear wash over him, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Atar sighed as he noticed his adjutant's tension.

What's meant to come will come.

Even if they do their best in everything, they can only endure it if the male insects deliberately cause trouble.

Moreover, they also used a treatment chamber specifically for military females on the male insects. If the male insects are afraid of pain and tell the Male Protection Association about this, they will inevitably be punished by the Male Protection Association.

"fine."

Atal's clear, cool voice soothed Taylor's restless heart.

"I'll go take a look and ask that male insect for his opinion. You go and take control of the warship."

"I'll take care of the rest."

Adjutant Taylor looked at Atal gratefully, then obeyed orders and went to the control room.

Atar arrived outside the male insect's chamber, took a deep breath, touched the pheromone-blocking patch on the back of his neck, and then decided to knock on the door.

Pushing open the door, Atar saw the male insect holding a tray, occupying a small corner of the table, and slowly eating.

"Your Excellency, male insect, you are awake."

"I am General Atal of the First Army."

Upon hearing the sound, Jun Ming raised his head and looked toward the source of the sound.

This sight was quite significant. When Jun Ming saw the female insect in front of him, he froze on the spot, even forgetting to take the fork out of his mouth.

With his mouth half-open, stuffed with food, he forgot to chew, the fork handle sticking out, and just stared blankly at the person who came in.

Her smooth silver hair cascaded down to her waist, and her bright red pupils were like the most dazzling rubies Jun Ming could imagine. She had a smooth jawline and a prominent Adam's apple.

The perfectly fitted military uniform accentuated the female insect's waist, her long, slender legs were straight and well-proportioned, and her leather military boots shone with a glossy sheen.

She exudes a subtle sense of detachment, as if she can calmly and effortlessly face anyone or anything.

"it's beautiful."

"Those powerful wings should belong to a beauty like her."

At this moment, Jun Ming had only this thought in his mind.

In his more than twenty years on Earth, Junming had never seen anyone so good-looking.

For the first ten years or so, Jun Ming lived with the forest rangers. When the apocalypse came, everyone was too busy trying to escape to have time to take care of themselves.

In the apocalypse, water resources are especially precious, and it is already very difficult for the people around Junming to remain clean.

Under Jun Ming's undisguised gaze, Atal felt his cheeks flush and his legs go weak.

If it weren't for her strong willpower as a female soldier, she would probably have lost her composure and manners in front of this male insect.

"Your Excellency, please understand that there is no soft silk clothing for male insects on the warship, only training uniforms for female insects."

"you......"

Atar spoke with some nervousness, his left hand clenched into a fist behind his back.

She was afraid that the male insect in front of her might have some dissatisfaction.

Jun Ming was brought back to his senses by Atal's voice. After realizing what Atal had said, Jun Ming took out his fork, swallowed the food in his mouth, waved his hand, and shook his head.

Then he pointed to the clothes Atar was wearing.

"You mean... a military uniform would be acceptable?"

Jun Ming nodded.

Atal thought for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Your Excellency, all the clothes on the warship are already taken. I have a new training suit; would that be alright?"

Jun Ming's eyes lit up. So, does that mean he could wear the beautiful woman's clothes?

Jun Ming naturally wouldn't refuse.

Atal breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and went back to his room to get his clothes.

Jun Ming slowly picked up his knife and fork, took a piece of meat that he didn't know what it was, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly. Then he picked up his bowl and took a sip of soup, savoring the taste of each bite of food.

Although the food wasn't particularly delicious, it was enough for Jun Ming to fill his stomach.

After all, in the apocalypse, food and water are extremely precious resources, and many people cannot even guarantee their basic needs for food and clothing.

Therefore, even though the food was just average, Jun Ming ate it very carefully and left no crumbs behind.

Atal brought over a training suit he had never worn before and then politely left.

Jun Ming's gaze was intense, almost tangible, and even though Atar had his back to him, he could feel the intense stare.

But that look wasn't unpleasant; it was simply admiration that didn't make anyone uncomfortable.

Such a gaze gave Atal the illusion that he was loved and cherished, and in a daze, Atal even felt a sense of wanting to flee.

Jun Ming didn't think there was anything wrong with his gaze; he assumed that Atar, with his back to him, wouldn't feel anything.

However, he was unaware of the female soldier's powerful perception, and even less aware that the female soldier with SS-level mental strength had even more acute perception.

Atal thoughtfully closed the door. Junming picked up the clothes Atal had left behind, preparing to take a shower and change into clean clothes.

Although the treatment chamber removed some of the dirt from Junming's body, Junming still preferred the rinse after taking a bath to relax.

The external injuries on my body have healed, but my spiritual energy in the void has not yet been replenished. My brain only feels a slight stinging pain, which is nothing to worry about.

This place doesn't seem like a post-apocalyptic world with scarce water resources. After several days of intense combat, Jun Ming was already exhausted.

He now had ample opportunity. Although he didn't know where he was, upon careful observation, he realized that the people there did not seem to have any ill intentions towards him.

Jun Ming decided to tidy himself up and then explore the surrounding situation.

After a good rest and a full stomach, Jun Ming regained some color in his face under the steam of hot water. His lips were no longer as pale as before, but were tinged with a rosy blush.

After taking a shower, Junming changed into the clothes that Atar had given him.

Jun Ming is already 180cm tall, but Atal is a bit taller than Jun Ming, so Atal's clothes are still a bit long on Jun Ming.

So Junming rolled up his trousers and sleeves, and it fit perfectly.

Atal's training uniform was already quite fitted, but it still looked a bit loose on Jun Ming.

Jun Ming looked at himself in the mirror and was somewhat satisfied.

Her smooth black hair just reached her ears, and her bangs covered part of her eyebrows and eyes, effectively concealing the sharpness hidden in her gaze.

With her red lips, white teeth, and frail appearance, she really did resemble a little white lotus.

His seemingly frail, delicate, and sickly appearance is actually his greatest protective shell.

In the early days of the apocalypse, many people looked down on him because of his appearance, but those people eventually paid a heavy price for it.

Junming's head still throbbed a little, but it no longer affected his daily activities.

The spiritual energy in the void can be gradually restored over time.

Since he had nothing else to do, Junxiang decided to go out and take a look, gather some information, and try to better understand the situation here and his current predicament.

Was he a prisoner, or something else?