I'm transported to the Zerg world, and my female Zerg wife loves me so much.

Faced with Mikel's question, Cheng Chu remained silent, his eyes fixed on the blue and white book Mikel was holding.

Cheng Chu realized that he... wasn't going to leave?

Ahhh!!! He's overthinking it.

Seeing Mikel turn and walk towards the door, Cheng Chu was reminded of the past. He thought that Mikel would be like his parents, too disappointed in him and never wanting to care about him again.

Having survived the ordeal, a surge of oxygen suddenly filled Cheng Chu's lungs. He slowly exhaled, and the aching, stuffy feeling that had gathered in his chest gradually dissipated.

He felt his throat go dry. He wanted to say he was fine, but the words caught in his throat. Finally, Cheng Chu shook his head, sat back down in his chair, and fidgeted with his fingers uncomfortably.

The male insect didn't look alright, and Mikel was worried.

He strode back, his cool, pale hand gently parting Cheng Chu's conflicted hands. Cheng Chu looked up at Mikel, who said softly, "My lord, is it too difficult? Don't worry, we'll take it slowly. If you don't feel like learning today, then we won't."

If the lord finds it difficult and doesn't want to learn, then so be it. Mikel tossed the prepared book onto the table: "Does the lord want to play games, or go check on the seedlings in the garden? Or perhaps go for a walk outside?"

Male insects don't need to work so hard; they can live just fine no matter what.

Ah? ? ?

Cheng Chu: "If you don't want to learn... then you just don't want to learn?"

Is that right?

This was the first time Cheng Chu had heard such words; the words he had heard most often before were:

"Hurry up, finish your meal and go back to your room to read. You need to memorize this ancient poem today."

"What are you playing at? You can't even get such a simple question right, what right do you have to play!"

"Stop watching cartoons! Go study! Have you memorized your lessons? Have you done your math problems? How dare you watch TV!"

There are many more similar examples; these were all things his parents said to him when he was in first or second grade. The amazing thing is, everyone said he was slow-witted, but he can still remember these words clearly after all these years.

"Yes, we won't learn today. Master, I'm not a professional, I won't teach well." Mikel tidied the documents on the table while observing the male insect's reaction out of the corner of his eye. "Tomorrow, I'll hire a professional teacher to teach you, what do you think?"

Cheng Chu nodded vigorously, dumbfounded, and said, "Yes, yes, please, teacher."

Cheng Chu preferred to learn from an unfamiliar teacher rather than have Mikel teach him personally.

Think back to the examples I've seen online: parents getting so angry while helping their kids with homework that they yell and scream, causing chaos and even sending some parents to the hospital.

Cheng Chu was quite self-aware of his own intelligence. He was so slow; it was better not to let Mikel teach him. If Mikel continued to teach him, Mikel would definitely discover very quickly that he was actually a fool, and then…

From then on, Mikel would hold a small leather whip in her hand every day, sighing and complaining about his lack of ambition and disappointment. The peaceful life was about to be shattered; the thought was too much for Cheng Chu to bear.

Mikel met the expectant eyes of the male insect and had no choice but to say, "Alright, then let's find a teacher for the male, since I'm really not a professional."

At this point, Mikel seemed to remember something. He opened the nearest drawer, took out a document, and placed it in front of Cheng Chu.

Cheng Chu couldn't understand the convoluted characters above: "Queen, what is this?"

"My lord, this is the consent form. My vacation ends the day after tomorrow. Do you agree to let me report to the military headquarters the day after tomorrow?" Mikel said, opening the document and pointing to the blank space at the bottom, "If my lord agrees, please sign your name here."

This is the male insect's informed consent form. After marriage, female insects face many restrictions. If a female insect wants to go to work, she needs the male's permission. The male signs the consent form, and the female takes it to her workplace to remain and continue working.

Although the domestic robot industry has developed to a high level of intelligence, and can now handle most household chores perfectly, some male robots remain picky. Accustomed to being self-centered and arrogant, they refuse to accept robot services, preferring to be kept indoors by the female and enjoy being waited on hand and foot.

This causes the powerful female insects to revolve around their male masters all day long, which greatly satisfies their perverse desires.

Of the comrades he fought alongside in the legion, he knew five well. They initially said they were going back to get married and needed to apply for leave, but they never returned to the legion.

Good heavens!!

Looking at the documents spread out in front of him, Cheng Chu exclaimed inwardly, "Wow!"

The Zerg's bizarre rules once again refreshed his understanding. Male Zergmen become rich by marrying females, and after marriage, they even restrict the females from going out to work. What kind of perverted species is this!

Cheng Chu angrily picked up a pen and drew a line on the paper, then stopped. He turned to Mikel and laughed awkwardly, "Haha, Queen, I can't write my name."

Cheng Chu forgot; he couldn't remember how to write his Zerg name and subconsciously wrote it in Chinese.

"It's alright, the master can just press his handprint, it doesn't have to be a signature."

"No, no, I have to write it." Cheng Chu refused. He pulled out a blank sheet of paper and said, "Write my name here, and then I'll copy it down."

Finally, based on the first horizontal line, Cheng Chu successfully drew his own name stroke by stroke, following the name Mikel had written on the paper.

The handwriting... well, it's practically kindergarten-level.

Cheng Chu leaned to one side, one elbow propped on the table, twirling a pen in the other hand, and asked, "Female Lord, do you like your job?"

The Zerg's technology is so advanced, and Mikel, being a female soldier, initially had no idea what Zerg warfare was like. However, he knew that as a soldier of a nation, when war comes, soldiers must go to the battlefield. No matter where or when, war is cruel, and there will always be sacrifices on the battlefield.

The pen spun rapidly between Cheng Chu's fingers. Mikel paused, his hand still holding the consent form. "You like it? What's wrong, Master?"

Has the male lead changed his mind?

"It's nothing."

Cheng Chu then asked, "I just wanted to ask, you're a general, you must have fought in many battles, right?"

Mikel replied, "Yes, many times, I can't remember exactly how many times."