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

Aland's consciousness floated in chaos, his last memory being the excruciating pain of his mind being torn apart and the endless darkness.

So now... is it a hallucination before death, or a dream?

He "saw" Lin Luo sleeping right next to him, so close.

Morning light filtered through the gaps in the curtains, softly outlining Lin Luo's peaceful sleeping face. Her eyelashes, like two small fans, cast faint shadows under her eyes.

Lin Luo had one arm tightly wrapped around his body.

A surge of immense guilt and panic instantly gripped Aland's usually unmoved emotions.

I can't believe I actually imagined Lord Lin Luo like that in my mind?!

Have I... have I overstepped my bounds to this extent?

I'm so sorry, Mr. Lin Luo! I didn't realize that my subconscious was so... so despicable...

Just as he was inwardly condemning himself, Lin Luo's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Their eyes met!

Ayland felt his heart clench and almost stop beating. He could even clearly "see" the hazy, watery light in Lin Luo's black pupils as he awoke.

However, Lin Luo just blinked dazedly, as if her eyes were unfocused, then lazily closed them again, yawned slightly, and even unconsciously rubbed her cheek against his neck in a dependent way before letting go of his arms, rubbing her eyes and sitting up.

Eland: "!"

This series of natural, intimate, and dependent little gestures left Ailand's mind blank. He could feel his heart beating, or at least it was beating faster and faster uncontrollably...

However, a strong sense of unease arose.

To be so clearly aware that you're dreaming while dreaming? And to feel such real touch?

Then something even more strange happened.

As Lin Luo got out of bed, Ailand discovered that his "perspective" was also moving with Lin Luo! He was drawn to Lin Luo's side like a magnet.

Then, he "saw" the bed—

That person lying there quietly, pale-faced, eyes closed, lifeless... himself.

Major General Ailand, who is usually calm and composed, and can stand up to the collapse of Mount Tai without changing his expression, and can fight against the Star Beast Tide all by himself, felt for the first time that he was still too ignorant!

What on earth is going on?!

While his thoughts were in turmoil, Lin Luo had already finished washing up and returned with a basin of warm water. With practiced and gentle movements, she began to wipe his cheeks with a warm towel...

Ailand's consciousness could only passively remain on Lin Luo's shoulder, "watching" all of this up close, feeling the meticulous care, and the tender emotions mixed with worry in Lin Luo's heart transmitted through the mental connection.

Lin Luo carefully wiped Ailand's cheeks and arms. Then, he calmed his mind and gently placed his palm on Ailand's forehead, beginning his routine mental soothing.

Just as Lin Luo slowly poured his mental energy into the device, Ailand's drifting fragments of consciousness were suddenly pulled back by an invisible force!

The next moment, what he "saw" shook him to his core—

What a desolate and broken spiritual sea it was, like a wasteland scorched by flames, full of cracks and dim light.

The reason he was still able to retain consciousness and even "see" the outside world was because an extremely faint fragment of his spirit had somehow broken free from the shackles of this deathly silence and chased after Lin Luo!

Because of the spiritual energy emanating from Lord Lin Luo's body, the fragments of his spirit, like moths drawn to light, instinctively clung to him!

It's so...

Eland understood the reason, but felt an indescribable embarrassment.

Even if there are extenuating circumstances, this uncontrollable "sticking" behavior is far too... rude!

If he could control himself, he would never allow himself to do such a thing.

But now, his consciousness is just beginning to awaken, as weak as a candle in the wind. Most of his reactions are driven by survival instincts, and he has no way to control the behavior of the fragment.

Lin Luo was completely unaware of this; he was focused on guiding his spiritual energy, trying to nourish this parched "land."

Ailand could clearly feel that pure power slowly flowing through him, carrying an indescribable comfort, trying to awaken life in this ruin.

What surprised him even more was that, perhaps because his spiritual sea was almost completely reshaped and sprouted under Lin Luo's power.

He could vaguely sense Lin Luo's current state of mind—

Beneath her calm exterior lay a deep-seated worry and earnest expectation for him.

Your Excellency... why would you go to such lengths for me...?

Ailand was filled with mixed feelings. In the long history of the Zerg, had there ever been a noble male Zerg who would go to such lengths and sacrifice himself for a female Zerg?

Amidst her chaotic thoughts, Ailand noticed that Lin Luo's face was gradually turning pale, and the relaxed expression she had when she woke up in the morning was gone.

Clearly, calming his mind is an extremely heavy burden, even for a Grade A male insect.

Eland was extremely anxious. He shouted, "Stop! Your Excellency! Stop! Don't hurt yourself anymore!"

But he was as if trapped in an invisible barrier, all his shouts fell silent, and Lin Luo could not detect them at all.

Fortunately, Lin Luo quickly reached his limit and stopped. He slowly withdrew his hand, carefully tidied the corners of the blanket for Ailand, and then turned to leave.

As Lin Luo reached the door, he inexplicably stopped and glanced back at the still-sleeping female insect on the bed. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself: Strange... Was I hallucinating?

He shook his head, seemingly thinking that he was just imagining things due to overexertion, and finally gently closed the door.

Silence returned to the room, leaving only Ailand's consciousness in the shattered sea of ​​his mind, filled with helplessness, gratitude, and indescribable heartache.

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Lin Luo took out two vials of nutritional supplements from the refrigerator, tore one open, and quickly drank it. The cool liquid slightly relieved the fatigue caused by the depletion of mental energy.

Just then, the computer started buzzing; it was a communication request from director Ryan.

After Lin Luo answered the call, Ryan's excited, slightly flushed face appeared on the screen.

"Your Excellency Lin Luo! It's finished! The first draft of 'The Adventures of Rolling ...

Ryan's voice rose slightly with excitement.

"The results far exceeded expectations! My entire team and I firmly believe that this will usher in a completely new genre in the history of holographic films! It's truly exceptional, Your Excellency!"

Sensing Ryan's undisguised excitement, Lin Luo was also infected, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

If this film, which carries his warm memories of Earth, can be accepted and loved by the insectoid race, that would be wonderful.

"Thank you for your hard work, Director Ryan. I'm so happy to hear this news."

"Sir, I have sent the rough cut to your personal computer. Please make sure you take the time to watch it, and please let me know if you have any comments or thoughts!" Ryan added, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Okay, I'll read it as soon as possible and give you feedback," Lin Luo readily agreed.

After ending the communication, Lin Luo took the remaining nutrient solution and returned to Ailand's bedroom.

He carefully lifted Eland's upper body, letting him lean against him, and then patiently fed him the nutrient solution little by little.

Because Lin Luo had completed a round of mental calming for Ailand, the mental fragment quickly "fed" in the mental sea and became slightly more solid.

As soon as Lin Luo entered, it seemed to be attracted by the warm aura again. With a "whoosh," it detached from its original body once more and lightly attached itself to Lin Luo's neck.

The consciousness attached to it, Eland: "..."

He felt a wave of powerlessness, and was once again forced to watch from this extremely intimate "perspective" as "himself" was gently held in Lord Lin Luo's arms and carefully fed.

This experience was far too stimulating for Major General Ailand, who was always self-disciplined and courteous.