Zerg: The female warrior's male master is acting strangely!

the other side.

The cold wind from the border carried a strange, bloody stench. Beyond the isolation zone, rows of massive warships and dozens of smaller starships occupied the area.

Heroion sat on his cot, his armor still on, the remaining beast fluids on his shoulder armor dried into dark brown patches.

His fingers gripped the edge of the quantum computer, his knuckles turning slightly white from the pressure.

The beast tide that just ended came too suddenly last night. He and three legions fought for nearly five hours. The dull sound of claws piercing the carapaces of the beasts still seems to be reverberating in my ears...

But he's too tired to sleep right now.

The light from the optical computer screen on his wrist shone with a faint blue glow, reflecting on his tired face.

Herroyen brought up the surveillance footage, hovering his fingertip over the play button (he had actually watched it several times already), paused for a long time, and finally pressed it.

In the scene, the small room converted from a storage room is empty.

The small folding bed was covered with a thin blanket, pillow, and small table. None of these showed any signs of being moved. The creases of the blankets even remained as they were when he last saw them during the day, which meant that Heroi had not lain down in them all night.

All night long!

Herroyen's heart felt like it was being squeezed by insects, sinking heavily downwards.

He didn't return to his room all night. Where did his little bug go last night?

What did he go through?

Were they locked up somewhere else?

Or has he been punished again?

Various ominous speculations swirled in his mind, and with each round of speculation, his face grew paler.

He even considered requesting to view the 'living room surveillance footage,' but then he saw the system pop up a notification:

Access to this monitored area requires authorization from the lord 'Yulis'.

[Send application or not?]

Herroyen's thumb hovered above the "Confirm" button, his fingertip trembling slightly.

Sending the application might indirectly anger Yulis, and might even cause him to take his anger out on the insect cubs...

Holoy closed his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing, before finally withdrawing his fingers.

He knew Yulis's temperament all too well. The male insect appeared gentle and polite on the surface, but deep down he couldn't tolerate the slightest disobedience (and this was the same evil insect he had painstakingly "designed" to bring back; thinking about it, he found it laughable).

Once, he asked an insect to deliver nutrient solution to the cub. Somehow, this was discovered. Although Yulis did not react on the spot, his video calls back went unanswered for three consecutive days.

So this time, he can't take any more risks.

But it's not entirely without a solution.

Herroyen quickly brought up the address book on his computer, his fingertips swiping rapidly until he stopped on a contact named "Nimon".

Nimon was his former colleague in the army, an extremely outstanding female soldier who was wounded on the right flank during a surprise attack and had to retire early.

Nimon currently runs a small supply depot on the capital planet. On the surface, it's a legitimate business, but in reality, he occasionally runs errands for some old friends in the military who can't personally handle the business.

When Holoyen asked him to deliver nutritional supplements to the baby last time, Nimon agreed without hesitation and did it cleanly and efficiently, even changing the packaging to a regular box...

Without further hesitation, Herroyne's fingers landed on the screen, quickly typing out a few lines:

【Nimon, I'll have to trouble you again this time】

Please send some nutritional supplements to the same address as last time.

[Add a few boxes of puppy-specific instant meals and meat puree, and I'll transfer double the money to you.]

The message was sent and received a reply in less than three minutes.

Okay! I'll deliver it to Yi Yi while he's resting.

You can confidently slay the beasts at the border; leave this to me.

Looking at the reply, the weight that had been pressing on his chest for so long finally eased a little.

After thanking him, he immediately turned off his personal computer, lay back on the bed, and forced himself to fall asleep quickly in order to ensure that his physical condition could be fully restored.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Inside a luxurious villa in the distance, the atmosphere is completely different.

A clean white tablecloth covered the dining table. Holoi sat in a high chair for toddlers, her two short legs and fluffy tail dangling in the air.

He held the cup of hot milk in both hands, opened his mouth wide, and gulped it down.

The warm milk slid down his throat and flowed into his stomach, a completely different world from the bland and tasteless nutritional drinks he used to drink.

Heroyee drank until her eyes were squinted into slits, and there was a ring of milk stains around the corner of her mouth. The whole worm was so satisfied that it was almost bubbling with joy.

After finishing his own fried rice, Wenshu sat to the side, propping his chin up with one hand, watching the little one's blissful expression without blinking.

He watched as the glass of milk emptied at a visible speed, feeling both happy and with an indescribable joy.

As long as the baby likes to drink it, that's good. The more he drinks, the better. His body is so thin and small, so we have to rely on these things to gradually nourish him.

"001," Manjushri called out towards the kitchen, "bring me another cup of milk."

A crisp electronic response came from the kitchen: "Ding! Received."

Just as Holoiyi put down the empty cup, she saw 001's round body move out of the kitchen, its mechanical arm steadily holding a cup of fresh, hot milk.

Herroy's eyes lit up, but she didn't immediately reach out to take it.

He glanced at his father, then at the glass of milk, and hesitated, his little hands resting on the table.

What if... it wasn't for him?

Manjushri noticed the little one's cautiousness, sighed silently, and took the initiative to bring the cup of milk to the little one.

"If Yi Yi likes it, have another cup," Wen Shu's voice was tinged with laughter, her tone like coaxing a greedy kitten. "How about every morning, Xiong Fu has 001 heat up two cups of milk for Yi Yi, okay?"

Herroy was dumbfounded.

He blinked his big eyes, his long eyelashes fluttering, and it took him a while to find his voice: "Really? Father..."

"certainly."

Manjushri couldn't help but reach out and ruffle the baby's hair again, his eyes full of indulgence. "Yi Yi is still growing, of course she needs to eat more."

He thought that if it weren't bad to drink too much milk, seeing how much Yi Yi loved drinking milk, he would almost have let the baby eat milk as food.

Herroy's ears started to turn red again.

He lowered his head and carefully picked up the cup of milk with his two little hands. His fingertips touched the warmth of the cup, and his heart felt warm as well.

He pursed his lips, then suddenly raised his head, held the glass of milk high, and tried to bring it to his father's lips.

"Give the first sip to the father."

The child's voice was crisp and clear, filled with an irrepressible excitement and earnestness.

His big, bright eyes looked at his father, his hands holding the cup steadily as if he were holding some precious treasure.

Manjushri was stunned for a moment. Looking at the clear eyes in front of him and the small hand holding the cup with all its might, he was deeply moved.

"The father doesn't drink," Manjushri said, supporting the bottom of the cup and moving it to the baby's lips. "Yiyi, you drink."

He held the bottom of the cup firmly, tilted it slightly, and let the warm milk flow into the baby's mouth little by little.

Holoi looked up obediently, holding her father's hands, and sipped her drink, her eyes curving into two crescent moons...