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

On the sofa, Lin Zhuoran was holding Yi Yi and said, "Yes, Yi Yi can go to school with Ayou and the others later..."

He stopped mid-sentence because he finally saw the Shirland he had been longing for.

Sierland naturally noticed him as well.

In that instant, Sirland felt as if his house was haunted—why were there bugs everywhere?

One was sitting on the sofa, another was in his arms, and two more were standing at the top of the stairs. The whole room was chattering away, even more lively than when he used to lead students in demonstrations.

Sierland, who always preferred peace and quiet, was too lazy to even eat breakfast. He glared at the female in annoyance and then chose to go back to his room to hide, planning to wait until all the annoying little insects left before coming out again.

He closed the door, leaned against it in silence for two seconds, then took out his personal terminal and sent a message to his unfilial son, the gist of which was, "You are forbidden from bringing your whole family of insects to visit his house. This is simply outrageous."

When Heroion received the message, he glanced down at it, clicked his tongue dismissively, and casually put his personal terminal back in his pocket, pretending he hadn't seen it.

Lin Zhuoran held Yi Yi without moving, his gaze fixed on the disappearing figure at the stairwell. After a while, a strange sense of guilt welled up inside him.

Indeed, he shouldn't have stepped into this house in the first place...

A few minutes later, Herroyen stood at the door and watched as the male master, holding the cub's hand, followed Lin Zhuoran onto the starship.

As Manjushri was going up the gangway, he glanced back at him and waved. Yi Yi pressed her face against the glass through the porthole, her little nose flattened, and stuck out her tongue at her father, making a face.

Heroion also raised his hand and waved casually. Only after the starship set off, took off, and completely disappeared into the horizon did he turn away and silently enter the house.

He sat at the dining table for a while, waiting idly for nearly ten minutes. Seeing that the door to Sirland's room was still tightly closed and he showed no intention of coming out, he simply moved to another place.

He got up, walked through the corridor, and headed straight for the backyard where the starship was docked...

Not long after he left, Sirland, who was always listening, noticed that it was completely quiet downstairs—there was no more chattering from Yi Yi, no more loud shouting from his rebellious son, and even Lin Zhuoran's sticky gaze had disappeared. Only then did he quietly open the door and come out.

Satisfied, he walked to the door. Over at the dining table, the robot insect "Xiao En," which had received the "pack breakfast" command sent by the master insect on the quantum computer, had already prepared a warm breakfast and neatly packed it in an insulated bag before delivering it to the master insect.

Xiao En is the robotic bug in charge of cooking at the Xierland family.

When I first bought it, it was just a string of random numbers, spinning around behind Sirland, and the owner recognition process was interrupted before it was even finished.

At the time, Herroyen was only a teenager. Seeing something even smaller than himself arrive, he declared, "I'm older than him. From today onwards, I'm the eldest brother, and he's the second brother!"

Then, without further ado, the name of the robot bug was set to "Xiao En," and it has remained unchanged to this day.

Sierland didn't say anything back then, and later it was too lazy to change it, so it's been called that for over a decade.

Seeing the main insect reach the door, Xiao En quickly slid over, deftly using her robotic arm to open the door for him while handing him breakfast.

After taking her breakfast, Sirland moved over to the starship. The door behind her was slowly closed by the mechanical bug, and with a click, the lock fell shut, finally bringing the entire house to complete peace and quiet.

But Sierland's mood didn't improve for long.

Two minutes later, he stepped into his starship carrying breakfast. As soon as he stepped through the hatch, he was so startled by the rebellious son sitting inside that he almost threw the breakfast at him.

Herroyne sat there casually, having slipped in at some point, with his long legs crossed and arms outstretched, exuding an air of nonchalance that said, "This is my home."

What's most infuriating is that there are several bottles of nutrient solution that Sirland used to store on the ship, all of which are the kind that "tastes great and is very expensive" on the small table in front of him;

At this moment, he had already opened two vials of the nutrient solution; one was almost empty, and the other was only half-drunk. Clearly, the steamed bun he had taken from the table had been too dry, and he needed something to soothe his throat.

"..." Sirland was speechless. How could this unfilial son's ghost keep haunting him?

He stood at the cabin door with breakfast in his hand, his expression changing repeatedly before finally settling on a deep self-doubt: "Why did I give birth to this thing?"

Holoyen, on the other hand, showed no remorse whatsoever, and even greeted him cheerfully: "Good morning, Father."

This shameless greeting was as if time had turned back decades—back then, Herroyen was just like that, no matter if he had just been beaten or scolded, he could casually come over and pester her endlessly, "Father, what are we having for dinner today?"

But at this moment, Silland did not respond.

He reached out and pressed the button for the hatch to close automatically, then stood in the doorway and asked coldly, "Where's your starship?"

Heroion pointed to the starship quietly parked in the neighboring yard and, unusually honest, replied, "Isn't it parked over there? Didn't you see it? It wasn't stolen, was it?"

He spoke with an innocent expression, as if it were perfectly reasonable for him to come and hitch a ride on the female starship.

Silland's face darkened further. He suppressed the urge to strike and forced out a sentence through gritted teeth: "Get back to your starship!"

"I'm not going," Herroyen said, completely ignoring him as if she were being unreasonable. She got up on her own, picked up the half-empty vial of nutrient solution, and walked into the control room.

He sat in the driver's seat and started the starship with the ease of coming home—since they were both working at the same destination today, it was perfect to go together.

Seeing his unruly son's self-centered attitude, Sirland knew that urging him to hurry up would be a waste of breath, so he could only sit down with a displeased expression, deciding to just ignore him.

But the moment his bottom touched the seat, his unfilial son appeared again to get in his way.

Herroyen calmly came out of the control room, walked over and sat down beside him, then naturally took the breakfast bag from his hand, opened it, and picked out each item one by one and laid them out on the table—steamed buns, jam, side dishes... he laid them all out like a street vendor, all the while muttering to himself:

"Why are you still eating this? I'm so tired of it."

"Why don't you ask Xiao En to get you something fresh?"

"Let's change things up. What's the point of eating the same thing every day?"

At that moment, Sirland turned his head slightly and watched as his garrulous son rummaged through his breakfast, turning it into a garbage dump—even more annoying than that stupid brat Yi Yi. He immediately lost his appetite.

A few minutes later, the starship arrived safely at its destination.

Sierland stood up without a word, raised his leg and skillfully kicked his rebellious son, not hard, just right on his shin, then turned and strode toward the cabin door.

Heroion wasn't annoyed by the kick; he just rubbed the spot where he'd been kicked and shouted at the retreating figure at the hatchway, "Remember to wait for me after get off work, or I won't be able to get home without a starship."

Upon hearing his rebellious son's ravings, Sirland paused for a moment, his boots tapping against the gangway, but ultimately said nothing.