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

Aus Group Top Floor Office

While Vosk was processing documents, a notification popped up in the corner of his computer—Lin Luo's social media account had started a live stream.

He looked puzzled. Had they started promoting it so early?

In the scene, Lin Luo and Gun Gun are playing on the carpet, their laughter coming through the optical computer, carrying a rare sense of ease and purity.

The number of viewers in the live stream was growing exponentially, and the barrage of comments almost covered the screen, filled with female insects' enthusiastic cheers, praises, and envy and jealousy towards the roly-poly tortoise.

Vosk looked at this unprecedented spectacle, a sharp glint in his eyes. Although the format was unexpected, the effect far surpassed any meticulously planned publicity campaign.

He could almost foresee that once the "Rolling Doll" was officially launched, the huge amount of attention it had accumulated would trigger an unprecedented buying frenzy.

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Military Office

Ailand had just finished a tactical meeting when his personal terminal vibrated slightly; it was Lin Luo who had started a live stream.

He was somewhat surprised and immediately clicked on it.

Lin Luo's relaxed and happy face immediately appeared on the screen, as if all the sunshine was gathered on him. Ailand's lips unconsciously turned up slightly, and his icy blue eyes softened.

However, when his gaze swept over the rapidly scrolling text—

【Your Excellency! Are you lacking female servants? Female slaves are also acceptable!】

This hand is mine! prprpr~

I wish I could turn into a fluffy ball and lie in your arms!

Are there any female servant positions left? Do you think I'm qualified?!

[I want to be scolded by you in that voice...]

Although he fully understands the irrepressible excitement of female insects when they see a male insect broadcasting live.

But seeing these almost "offensive" words, filled with strong possessiveness and fantasies, densely surrounding Lin Luo, who is completely unaware of this in the picture,

A strong sense of unease inevitably rose in Ailand's heart, a feeling similar to... the irritation of having his treasure scrutinized by countless eyes.

At that moment, his adjutant, Hawke, knocked on the door and came in, placing a stack of documents on his desk:

"Major General, these documents need your signature today."

Aland's gaze barely left the screen: "Leave it there, we'll deal with it tomorrow."

"Huh?" Hawke was clearly taken aback. His major general was a well-known workaholic who believed in finishing today's work today and rarely postponed documents to the next day.

Ailand seemed to realize that he was behaving somewhat strangely, and added, "...There are more important things to do now."

Hawke glanced at the screen following the major general's gaze. Although he couldn't see the specific content, he instantly understood and respectfully replied:

"Yes, Major General!" He then quietly withdrew and considerately closed the door.

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Living room of the Eland Mansion

On the carpet, Lin Luo had already lain down, holding the tired-out Gun Gun.

The little one found a comfortable position in his arms, made gurgling sounds, and slowly fell asleep. The living room quieted down, with only the warm sunlight and even breathing sounds remaining.

In this tranquility, Lin Luo's thoughts slowly drifted away. He gazed at the soft light on the ceiling and recalled things from long ago, back on Earth.

When he was little, his parents took him and his brother to the zoo.

He remembers the first time he saw a real giant panda, it was also lazily eating bamboo, looking adorable.

He was immediately captivated, clinging to his mother's clothes and insisting on having one of his own.

Hearing his childish and bold words, his father and brother laughed so hard they almost fell over, while his mother gently patted his head and explained...

Back then, the sunlight was so warm, and everything was so simple and beautiful.

When did things start to change? Those warm scenes gradually faded, replaced by arguments, indifference...

"Your Mightiness?"

A deep, familiar call, tinged with worry, pulled Lin Luo back from his increasingly slumbering thoughts.

He blinked, his focus returning to the present, and saw Elland, who had somehow returned home and was kneeling beside him, gazing down at him with eyes full of concern in his icy blue eyes.

"Ayland," Lin Luo's voice still carried a hint of bewilderment as he emerged from his memories, "you're back."

"I'm back." Aland's gaze carefully traced his face. He was very unaccustomed to seeing Lin Luo with such an expression, which made his heart inexplicably tighten.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?" His voice unconsciously softened.

"It's nothing, it's just... I suddenly remembered some things from the past."

Lin Luo shook his head, his tone still not very enthusiastic, as if he was still immersed in a low mood.

Seeing his reluctance to speak, Eland felt a pang of sadness at his rare vulnerability.

He paused for a moment, then gently placed the sleeping baby, Gun Gun, on his shoulder, supporting him steadily. He then extended his other arm towards Lin Luo, his voice softer than usual: "Want a hug?"

This action, while somewhat awkward for a serious female soldier like him, also seemed natural.

Lin Luo looked up and met Ailand's icy blue eyes filled with worry, and the slight vulnerability in her heart seemed to be magnified.

He couldn't resist and rushed into that warm and solid embrace. Ailand's military uniform carried the slight coolness of the outside air and his own clean scent, while the fluffy, warm creature in his arms was cozy and cozy.

Lin Luo buried his face in the soft fur and rubbed against Ailand's strong chest, feeling an indescribable sense of security.

The sudden feeling of loneliness he had just experienced seemed to have been largely dispelled by this hug. In this unfamiliar world, he felt... not entirely alone.

He stayed there quietly for a while, feeling each other's heartbeats and breaths.

After a while, Lin Luo took a deep breath, as if fully charged, and suddenly lifted his head from Ailand's arms, his face regaining its vitality, the gloom from before completely gone:

"Ayland! Let's cook together tonight! I saw a really interesting recipe the other day, how about we try making something new?"

Looking at Lin Luo, who had regained his energy, Ailand readily agreed, "Okay."

"Let's go, let's go!" Lin Luo happily grabbed Ailand's hand and rushed towards the kitchen.

However, when he tugged at it, he found that Ailand was standing still.

"Hmm?" Lin Luo turned around in confusion.

Ailand turned his head slightly and looked at the personal terminal that Lin Luo had casually placed on the coffee table: "Sir, your live stream... is still running."

"Live stream?" Lin Luo was taken aback at first, then his mind flashed back to the scene of him casually turning on and off his personal terminal. He instantly understood, and his eyes widened.

"The live stream wasn't turned off?! It's still on?!"