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

The office was so quiet that only the faint hum of the ventilation system could be heard.

Silland's gaze fell on his face, his eyes no longer filled with the anger he once felt towards the female child, only disappointment remained.

Heroion stood there, wanting to retort, "My lord has changed for the better now," but the words caught in his throat.

It's true that the powerful ruler has changed for the better, but who knows, he might revert back to his old ways someday?

Yi Yi's safety is indeed uncertain, and he is unsure of what to do... If the male ruler really does revert back to his original form, then sending Yi Yi to the territory of Xierland would undoubtedly be the safest solution.

But unless absolutely necessary, Holoyern doesn't want to take the risk, because it would mean he would never be able to see the bug cubs "at any time" again.

Herroyen tried to ease the tension that was so high it felt like it was about to break.

He confronted Sierland directly, offering his suggestion: "One month, if within a month..."

"Heroine!"

Sylland's voice, like a cold blade, once again cut him off decisively, "I said, I'm not discussing this with you!"

This is a ruthless, cold command.

With those words, the last remaining sliver of room for maneuver between the father and son was finally sealed off.

But this was no accident. Given Sirland's past almost demanding and extremely high expectations of female offspring, it was already destined that their future confrontations would be fraught with hidden dangers.

Those years of suppression, orders, and unquestionable arrangements are like layers of thin ice, which appear smooth and clean on the surface, but are already riddled with cracks underneath.

Herroyen's face darkened.

He stood there, a suppressed undercurrent surging in his golden eyes, but in the end he didn't say another word.

Faced with Silland's relentless pressure, he chose the most common and most undignified method—escape.

Herroyen turned and walked toward the door, his military boots landing on the ground with each step carrying a resolute force.

But just as his fingers were about to touch the doorknob!

The saying goes, "No one knows a son better than his father."

With a light tap of his finger on the quantum computer, a crisp mechanical click echoed from inside the door frame as the latch precisely locked into its slot, forcing Heroyen to abruptly stop in his tracks.

As someone who has been well-versed in medical books since childhood, Sirland is naturally no match for a powerful female soldier like Heroyen in terms of martial prowess!

But if it really came down to a fight, Holoyen would never throw a punch at the defenseless "father".

Moreover, their relationship hasn't reached that extreme point yet—at least not today.

"Heroine".

Sierland's voice came from behind, carrying a calm, condescending tone.

Herroyne did not turn around.

Two years ago, from the moment he misjudged the insect, he had already lost the determination to confront the female father head-on.

Sometimes he regretted it, wondering if he should have just listened to his female father, accepted the arranged marriage step by step, and lived with a male insect whose file seemed perfect. Perhaps then, none of the later troubles would have happened...

But at that time he had just entered adulthood, an age when his ambitions were sky-high, how could he possibly be willing to compromise?

"Heroyne," Sirland continued to press, as if reminding him not to continue pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Heroion ignored it, glancing out of the corner of his eye at the direction of the window, which was not fully closed, leaving a narrow crack.

No matter when, Shirland always liked to close the windows tightly but leave a small crack for ventilation, a habit that has remained unchanged for decades.

Are you deaf?

Heroion ignored him and swiftly walked to the window without hesitation. Then he pulled open the window, bent his knees, pushed off the ground, and jumped!

The moment the insect took to the air, its wings immediately spread open, the wing membranes gleaming with a cold luster in the sunlight, making it look extremely majestic.

Sirland's face darkened: "..."

On the other side, the villa.

After lunch, Heroi refused to crawl out from under the sofa no matter what.

He huddled in that narrow crevice, his little body curled up into a ball, his two tiny paws covering his nose, his whole face scrunched up like a crumpled paper ball.

Manjushri squatted beside the sofa, holding a bowl of freshly brewed medicinal soup. The strong bitterness seemed to emanate from the bowl, filling the entire living room with a suffocating bitter smell.

Manjushri himself did not understand why the medicine for his illness could be boiled into this state.

He looked down at the bowl of dark brown medicine and felt a chill run down his spine, wondering if he would have to drink this stuff if he got sick in the future.

"No! I won't drink it!" Heroy's voice came from under the sofa, muffled and filled with almost desperate resistance.

"How about Yiyi comes out first?"

"No!" Holoiyi shrank further in, shouting, "Father, I want to go back to sleep! I'll sleep by myself!"

He made up his mind: he would go back to his room to sleep, and then lock the door tightly, not even letting his father in.

"Okay, okay, then Yi Yi, come out first, and Daddy will carry you back to your room, alright?"

"No!" Holoi shook her head resolutely, her little paws still covering her nose. "Daddy, go away!"

Wenshu sighed deliberately, feigning grievance: "Does Yi Yi no longer want her father?"

There was a moment of silence under the sofa.

Then Heroie mercilessly exposed him: "Father, you've already used that trick."

Manjushri was momentarily speechless, then had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender: "Fine... I'll have 001 throw the medicine away, but!"

He changed the subject, his tone becoming more serious, "If Yi Yi's temperature rises, she must take her medicine and can no longer hide."

There was a two-second silence under the sofa, followed by a muffled "hmm".

Manjushri breathed a sigh of relief, placed the medicine bowl on 001's tray, and waved for it to take it away.

The unpleasant smell of medicine dissipated a bit, and then Heroyi poked her head out from under the sofa and slowly crawled out on all fours.

His hair was dusty, his face was pale from illness, and his big eyes were watching his father warily, as if he was still confirming whether his father really wouldn't go back on his word.

Manjushri reached out and picked him up, patted the dust off his clothes, and asked worriedly, "Are you still dizzy?"

Fearing her father might change his mind, Heroi lied through her teeth: "I'm not dizzy, I'm not dizzy."

Manjushri did not expose him.

He carried the baby upstairs, put him in bed, and covered him with the blanket.

With his father's soothing words, Holoi quickly fell asleep, his breathing even, his eyelashes resting quietly on his eyelids...

Wenshu sat by the bed for a while, not daring to close his eyes, for fear that the baby's nose would be stuffy, he would cough, or he would feel uncomfortable somewhere.

After an unknown amount of time, 004 silently slid into the room. Its mechanical arm carried an exquisite gift box with a very familiar-looking packaging.

Manjushri looked over in surprise, and when 004 held it up to his eyes, he picked up the attached form, on which the recipient's name was written: Yulis.

What is this? Something Yulis bought?

Manjushri frowned. "No way, it's been almost half a month since it was delivered?"

He carefully examined the order information, and the item column read: "Optical Computer (Top-of-the-line version)".

No wonder this box looked so familiar; it's exactly the same as Zai Zai's.

Wait! Something's not right!!!

A quantum computer?

Manjushri was both surprised and delighted. The screen next to him, 004, was gradually dimming. He immediately reached out and poked the screen, and the screen lit up again instantly.

The message displayed above is clear: Online Delivery Bug: Herroyen

Order time: 12:30

Delivery time: 13:36

The order was placed an hour ago, and it's 13:38 now. The delivery time was two minutes ago.

But he didn't hear a knock on the door two minutes ago.

Manjushri was a little confused. He blinked and looked at it again.

Two minutes ago, Herroyen signed for the package online?

So, this quantum computer was bought for him by Herroyen, and not ordered by Yulis himself?

???

Could it be that the little one asked him to do it?