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

"@Male Insect Protection Association, get to work! The safety of superior male insects is paramount! A new and powerful guardian insect must be appointed for Lord Lin Luo immediately!"

• Reply: "@Male Insect Protection Association Official, stop playing dead!"

• Reply: "@Male Insect Protection Association officially fulfilling its responsibilities!"

These voices, whether malicious or driven by shared beliefs, spread like a virus, quickly forming a public opinion storm demanding the disqualification of Ayland.

Male Insect Protection Association Headquarters, Glenn's Office

A subordinate was respectfully reporting to Chairman Glenn:

"President, the public opinion on the StarNet is boiling over. A large number of people are calling for the removal of Major General Ailand's guardianship over Lord Lin Luo and demanding that we intervene immediately."

"The current public opinion is... quite unfavorable to our association."

President Glenn, seated in his large office chair, let out a cryptic chuckle upon hearing this:

"Is it that I don't want to provide that esteemed Lord Lin Luo with a different female insect?"

"Have you forgotten how he 'retaliated' against us last time we kindly recommended him? Who should bear that humiliation?"

The subordinate cautiously offered his advice:

"President, His Excellency Lin Luo was kidnapped and was rescued after many perilous events."

"Perhaps... after this experience, you will change your mind and understand the importance of having a powerful female insect as a protector."

"This harrowing experience is itself the most powerful lesson."

President Glenn did not respond immediately. He slowly picked up the teacup on the table, gently blew away the floating leaves, took a sip, and let silence fill the office.

After a moment, he put down his teacup, slightly raised his eyelids, and calmly gave the order:

"Take a team of insects and go again. Use the same few candidates we prepared last time for monitoring insects."

"Yes! I understand!"

The subordinate perked up, immediately bowed to accept the order, and then turned and left the office.

In his office, President Glenn glanced at the trending topics on the screen and gave a cryptic sneer.

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Lin Luo sat cross-legged on the carpet, various data reports and images displayed on the screen, his tone tinged with a hint of smugness:

"See, I wasn't idle while you were asleep." He traced the sales curve of the rolling plush toy with his fingertips.

"The size of the Rolling Doll factory has tripled."

"A new factory has been opened to produce panda-related products, specifically recruiting retired or disabled female soldiers, which has given everyone a new path."

He then pulled up movie posters and box office records:

"The movie 'Rolling Roll' was a huge success, but most importantly..."

He switched to a proposal for a military film, the cover of which featured a silhouette of Eland in military uniform.

"I've brought your story to the screen." Lin Luo's voice softened, carrying a hint of barely perceptible nervousness.

"I'm asking director Ryan to make a movie based on your life. Would you... mind?"

"Da, da—!"

The creature in his palm immediately bounced twice, the force and urgency of which clearly conveyed the message that it "didn't mind at all."

A smile instantly bloomed on Lin Luo's face.

He frankly said, "I wanted to do this because I didn't want people to forget you."

His gaze fell on the sleeping profile of Ayland on the bed, his voice gentle yet firm.

"Major General Ailand is the Empire's youngest hero. He protected the peace of so many insects, but he paid such a heavy price for himself."

"Heroes should not be forgotten."

He did not reveal his deeper considerations—such as wanting to use this to rally public opinion and counter pressure that might come from the military or the Xiongan New Area Council.

He can bear the heavy, uncertain road ahead alone.

At this moment, he only hoped that Ailand could rest well without any burden.

As Ailand sensed the pure protection and appreciation in Lin Luo's words, an indescribable surge of intense emotions welled up within his mind.

He longed to reach out and stroke the gentleman's smiling face, and to embrace him.

But he couldn't do it.

He could only muster all his consciousness and, with great effort and gentleness, move closer to Lin Luo's cheek, rubbing it affectionately against that warm skin.

Just then—

"Ding-dong, an insect has visited!" The smart home assistant's notification sound abruptly broke the cozy atmosphere of the room.

Lin Luo got up and opened the door, wondering who would be visiting at this time.

As soon as the door opened, he was greeted by the uniform of the Xiongbao Association, and his good mood vanished instantly.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Luo asked in an unfriendly tone, showing no intention of inviting them in.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Luo asked irritably.

The leading insectoid worker bowed respectfully: "Lord Lin Luo, congratulations on successfully escaping danger and returning safely to the capital planet."

"However, it's hard to say that Major General Ailand's dereliction of duty wasn't a contributing factor to your unexpected kidnapping."

"If you had a perfectly healthy guardian worm, this kind of accident probably wouldn't have happened."

"so……"

"So you're eager to 'sell' female insects again?" Lin Luo interrupted him rudely, his tone sarcastic.

"...Yes, we've come to 'recommend' some female insects that can protect your safety." The working insect subtly corrected Lin Luo's choice of words.

"My stance remains the same as last time: I refuse." Lin Luo said decisively.

"Imperial law grants me a one-year period to choose, and that period is not yet over, so you need not waste your efforts."

The workaholic didn't back down; instead, he took a half-step forward, his tone very earnest:

"Your Excellency, perhaps you have not yet been following the StarNet news. The current uproar is all because Major General Ailand failed to fulfill his duties, which has put you in danger."

"If you insist on going your own way, I'm afraid... it will cause even more serious and irreparable damage to Major General Ailand's reputation. What do you think?"

"What?" Lin Luo frowned. After posting the update, he ignored the uproar on the StarNet.

He quickly turned on his personal computer, and the words "Ayland is not worthy" were prominently displayed on the trending search list.

A quick glance at the malicious comments below sent a surge of anger to my head. Whether Ailand is worthy or not is none of these inexplicable insects' business!

The workaholic, observing his ashen face, seized the opportunity to speak:

"Your Excellency, if you are willing to accept the new guardian insect, these negative opinions against Major General Ailand will naturally subside."

"This is the fastest and most effective way to resolve the current predicament."

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