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

A somber atmosphere filled Aland's private lounge.

The cold metal walls reflected a pale light, illuminating Major General Ailand's paper-white face.

He closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, his mind like a sea of ​​ice water thrown into a red-hot iron, boiling and roaring violently, each impact bringing excruciating pain.

His personal medic, Dr. Parks, a senior female insect with extensive experience, was rapidly preparing a vial of dark blue medicine, her face extremely serious.

"Major General, I must warn you again," Parks' voice was low and urgent.

"This is the third overdose injection of 'Silencer' this month. Its principle is to forcibly paralyze some of your nerves to suppress the riot. Each injection will cause irreversible damage to your mental state! In the long run, you will..."

"I know the consequences, Parks."

Ayland interrupted him, his voice hoarse and muffled from trying to suppress his pain.

"injection."

Parker paused, his hand holding the potion still. He looked at Elland, his eyes filled with disapproval and heartache.

"There is a better, more fundamental solution! With your military achievements and status, you can apply to the Male Insect Protection Association for a high-ranking male insect to provide in-depth psychological support, or even mate with you."

"This is the only way to fundamentally improve your injury!"

"Combination?"

Eland practically forced out the word, "And then become a chained, fangless watchdog?"

"Parks, I'd rather my mind completely collapse and die in the next battle than grovel before those parasites!" His words were filled with a deep-seated disgust.

Dr. Parks, who knew his past well, sighed heavily: "But this time is different. You've just gone through a tough battle..." He wanted to persuade him further.

"Parker!"

Aland's voice suddenly rose, his tone leaving no room for argument:

"Execute the command! Inject!"

Looking at his expression, which suggested he'd rather self-destruct than compromise, Parker could only nod heavily in the end.

"...Yes, you will be in a coma for at least a week after the injection, so please be prepared."

He picked up the syringe, the needle gleaming coldly, and slowly pushed it toward the exposed insect-patterned area on Ailand's neck.

Just as the needle tip was about to pierce the skin—

Boom boom boom!

There was a rapid knocking on the door of the lounge.

Before Ailand could respond, his adjutant, Lieutenant Colonel Hawke, a tall and capable female officer whose face was now filled with shock and urgency, practically burst in.

"Major General! Emergency!"

Hawke's voice trembled with excitement, and he didn't even have time to bow.

Aland's brow furrowed sharply, and Dr. Parks stopped injecting.

"Hawk, you'd better have a good reason."

Ayland's voice was icy, the pain of his mental energy surging brought his patience to rock bottom.

"Yes! Absolutely enough!"

Hawke spoke rapidly, his eyes blazing: "We discovered structural damage and... a male insect of unknown origin in Sector B-17, the backup 'Hawkeye' sensor control room!"

Both Eland and Dr. Parks were stunned.

Hawke continued to report quickly:

"Based on preliminary assessment, he appeared along with abnormal spatial fluctuations. The impact activated the backup power supply there, causing the idle listening system to come online briefly. He may have... overheard some battlefield communications."

He took a deep breath, an expression of disbelief on his face:

"The key point is this gentleman! He... he's very different!"

"He was extremely handsome, and when faced with our armed female soldiers, he showed no fear or anger whatsoever; on the contrary, he was very friendly."

"He didn't seem to show any discomfort from just being on the battlefield, he even... he even smiled at the female soldier who found him! His attitude was so calm it was almost unbelievable..."

It doesn't look like a male insect.

Hawke didn't dare say those words aloud, but his expression said it all.

The lounge fell into dead silence.

Dr. Parks suddenly looked at Eland, his eyes shining brightly, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope in the face of despair.

However, Aland's reaction was quite different.

Aland's brow furrowed even deeper.

A male insect of unknown origin and behaving strangely, appearing in the ruins of a battlefield? Friendly? It sounds like a fantasy.

A severe headache struck again, making it almost impossible for him to think, but the alertness he had developed from years of battlefield experience remained.

A male insect appeared at his weakest moment. Its origins were unknown, and its behavior was abnormal. The so-called "friendliness" sounded more like a disguise or ulterior motive to him. He also heard its encrypted command channel!

This combines all the factors he fears most.

There are no truly "friendly" male insects in this world; it's just a more sophisticated disguise for them to achieve their goals.

Hawke was clearly confused by the sudden situation and the fact that the other insect was male.

But... another problem arises.

Parks' injection will leave him in a coma for a week.

What should be done with this troublesome male insect in the meantime? Should it be left unattended?

This is undoubtedly a huge disrespect, and regardless of the other party's purpose, it will give them a handle to use against him, providing the male insect protection association and political enemies with the best weapon to attack him.

While he was unconscious, who knows what this male insect might have done on his warship.

Stability is paramount; we must first bring the situation under control.

In a flash, Ailand made a decision most befitting his role as commander: prioritizing handling the emergency and ensuring the safety of the warship and himself remained under control.

He suppressed the excruciating pain in his mind, raised his hand, and used all his willpower to keep his voice steady, interrupting Dr. Parks, who seemed to still want to offer some advice:

"Parks, put the syringe away."

Then he looked at his adjutant:

"Hawk, take a reliable team and place him in a Class C isolation observation room. Treat him with the highest level of courtesy, but without my order, he is not allowed to move around freely, and no unauthorized personnel are allowed to approach him."

"I'll handle everything."

He chose to stall the other party first and buy time.

Once he has weathered the most painful period and regained his basic thinking and coping abilities, he can then face this sudden "trouble".

As for appeasement? He never placed his hopes on that; he only trusted his own willpower and Parks's medicine, even though its side effects were severe.

"Yes, Major General!"

Hawke immediately obeyed. He could tell that his superior was in a very bad state and had a firm attitude, so he said no more and quickly turned and left.

Dr. Parks looked at Eland's face, which was covered in cold sweat but still remained tough, hesitated for a moment, and finally could only sigh heavily and helplessly put the "Silent One" potion back into the medical kit.

Eland closed his eyes, focusing all his energy on fighting the churning pain within his body.

He had no idea that this male insect, whom he considered his biggest problem and had kept strictly isolated, would soon, in a way, brutally break through all his preconceived notions and mental defenses.