Zerg: I ​​was picked up by the cold and beautiful Major General at the start of the game.

As the warship was about to enter the capital planet, Lieutenant Colonel Hawke knocked on Lin Luo's door again.

"Your Excellency," Hawke said, looking somewhat worried.

"There is a matter we need to consult you on. Regarding your arrival at the capital planet, the Male Insect Protection Association has requested that the entire process be broadcast live."

"Live stream?" Lin Luo asked, puzzled.

"Yes," Hawke explained.

"The news of your appearance has spread, and countless people on the StarNet are petitioning, eagerly hoping to witness your presence as soon as possible."

He immediately added, "Of course, if you feel uncomfortable about this, the Major General is perfectly free to refuse the association's request; everything is up to you."

Lin Luo thought for a moment, then shrugged indifferently:

"Live stream? It's fine, I don't care, let them stream."

Hawke breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I'll get back to you right away."

Not long after Hawke left, Eland came over.

He changed into a sharp, formal military dress uniform. The gold belt and medals made his shoulders appear even broader and his waist narrower, giving him an extraordinary and aloof demeanor.

"Your Excellency." He nodded slightly, his voice as steady as ever.

"Major General," Lin Luo greeted him.

A brief silence fell between the two, the warship trembled slightly, and the outside of the windows was covered by scorching ion light.

Ailand looked at Lin Luo's profile as he gazed out the window, sunlight casting a soft glow on his refined features through the porthole.

This mysterious male insect, whose behavior is completely out of step with society, is about to truly step into this huge and distorted arena of fame and fortune.

Will he change? Will he be assimilated by the ubiquitous flattery and temptations?

Will it gradually lose this rare clarity and eventually become like those greedy and cruel male insects on the capital planet?

A heavy feeling swept over Ailand's heart.

As Lin Luo looked down at the gradually clearer, more magnificent city skyline below, he felt a little apprehensive.

This was no longer the peaceful Earth he knew; it was a place with a strict hierarchy, filled with unknown rules and potential dangers.

Can this "rare animal" really live here safely?

Can this cold-faced major general beside me really keep his promise and shield me from all trouble?

While I was pondering, the warship had already landed smoothly, and the hatch slowly opened.

The first thing that catches the eye is a straight, dark red carpet with insect patterns, with two rows of tall female insect guards standing neatly on both sides of the carpet.

Further away were more well-dressed female insect officials of obviously high status, all of whom maintained a slightly bowed, respectful posture.

Standing at the very front of the carpet was a male insect dressed in an elaborate and ornate golden robe.

His clothing was embroidered with intricate insectoid totems, which contrasted sharply with the clothing of other insects, highlighting his superior status.

A deep voice from Eland spoke in Lin Luo's ear, introducing him:

"At the forefront is His Excellency Glenn Hawthorne, president of the Male Insect Protection Association, a Class B male insect."

Behind him were senior members of the association and representatives from government departments. Those in the air were official broadcasting spheres, currently streaming live across the entire network. People who weren't allowed to attend in person were watching via the live stream.

Following Ailand's direction, Lin Luo looked up and indeed saw several small, flashing metal spheres hovering nimbly in the air, taking pictures.

He instinctively flashed a bright, sunny smile and waved to one of the nearest live stream cameras, saying, "Hello!"

The next second, a tsunami of comments erupted on the StarNet live streaming platform, seemingly able to penetrate the screen:

[Oh my god, he looked at me! He smiled at me!]

Oh my god! You are so beautiful! Your smile is so healing!

[You seem so friendly! He actually greeted us!]

[Your Excellency has suffered greatly outside! The Xiongbao Association has failed in its duty!]

[What qualifications does Major General Ailand have?! Why is he the one chosen as the guardian insect?!]

This must be a gift from the Insect God to the Empire!

[Slow down the comments! I can't see your face clearly!]

……

At this moment, Glenn Hawthorne, the president of the Xiongbao Association, was already bowing to Lin Luo with a polite smile and his subordinates.

"Your Excellency Lin Luo," President Glenn's voice was gentle yet magnetic.

"On behalf of the Male Insect Protection Association and all the people of the Empire, I warmly welcome your return."

The association was deeply saddened and felt guilty upon learning that you were stranded abroad.

Please rest assured that from today onwards, the association will do its utmost to meet all your requests and make up for any inconvenience or grievances you have suffered.

Lin Luo nodded reservedly: "Thank you, President."

"Serving you is the association's greatest honor and duty."

President Glenn responded with a smile, then his gaze turned to Elland beside Lin Luo, his eyes turning colder.

"Ah, Major General Ailand." His tone became somewhat dismissive:

"Congratulations! You have once again successfully slain a high-risk star beast and made outstanding contributions."

"To be able to find Lord Lin Luo amidst my busy schedule, 'within my authority,' and 'luckily' find him, and to so 'quickly' become his guardian—truly a double blessing!"

Eland remained unfazed, seemingly oblivious to the veiled meaning in his words, and merely nodded slightly.

"Thank you. The successful slaying of the star beast is thanks to the entire Seventh Fleet. Finding Lord Lin Luo is truly a blessing from the Empire."

President Glenn was clearly annoyed by Elland's unyielding attitude. He suppressed his anger and turned back to Lin Luo.

"Sir," he said, taking out his personal computer.

"Would I be honored to have your private contact number? So that you can contact me immediately if you need anything in the future."

"Okay." Lin Luo took out the new computer, and with a light touch of the two devices, a soft "beep" sounded, indicating that the addition was successful.

President Glenn put away his personal terminal with satisfaction. He took a half-step forward, his gesture subtly provocative:

"Sir, please remember that the Male Insect Protection Association will always be your strongest support."

If at any time you feel you are being forced or coerced in any way, please contact me immediately. The association will remove all obstacles for you.

Lin Luo glanced at his meaningful look, then at the expressionless Ailand beside her, blinked, and remained silent.

President Glenn said no more on the matter, and continued:

"Sir, for your safety and health, please allow us to perform a physical examination for you. Rest assured, it will not cause you any pain."

"Okay." Lin Luo had no objections.

They walked toward one of the medical vehicles, which was fully equipped. Lin Luo lay down on the bed and let the professional technician operate on her. The results came out quickly.

"It's A-rank! Your mental strength is A-rank!"

The operator was extremely excited, and the live streamer outside picked up the sound and instantly cheered.

[A Rank A! Insect God, am I dreaming?]

I witnessed a miracle!

[Ahhh! A-rank lord, a rank only princes possess, is that true?]

...The amazement is endless, and I believe the StarNet will be buzzing for a while longer.

"How is your health, sir?" Glenn didn't seem as excited as the other insects.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency is in good health," the manipulator replied.

Glenn then walked over to Lin Luo and said, "Your Excellency, congratulations on becoming a distinguished Grade A male insect."

"Thank you," Lin Luo nodded in thanks.

"So perhaps you'd be interested in getting to know more outstanding female insects?" Glenn asked with a smile.

Lin Luo refused outright, but Glenn was not discouraged; his expression seemed to hold a deeper meaning:

"If you need anything in the future, please feel free to contact me. I look forward to seeing you, Mr. Lin Luo."