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

When Herroyen received the bug at the hospital, before he could ask a few more questions, his personal computer vibrated.

It was a message from Sierland, containing only one short line: Get over here.

He stood in the lobby of the healing department, and the expression on his face subtly changed.

Dia, who was holding documents beside him, noticed that the marshal's expression was off and asked, "Marshal, what's wrong?"

The promising newcomer, "Ayu," naturally noticed the fleeting glimpse of something unusual in the marshal's eyes, and his already straight back stiffened even more.

"It's nothing," Herroyen waved his hand and said, "Take Ayu to my office first, I have to go up there."

"Yes, Marshal," Dia immediately obeyed, unlike a certain insect (Yuze) who always caused trouble for the Marshal.

As they walked out of the healing department lobby, Ayu finally couldn't help but tentatively ask, "Lieutenant Dia, is... is there a problem with my file?"

His voice betrayed a barely suppressed tension.

From the moment Ayu hatched, he was disliked by his male father. Because he was a female insect, he was not even worthy of being given his male father's surname, let alone a proper name.

Fortunately, he had a female father who loved him very much, but the female father had died five years ago due to punishment by the male father.

Only when the father and mother closed their eyes did they dare to secretly name him—Ayu, Yu being the character for feather, hoping that one day he would have full wings and be able to escape this painful place forever.

As expected, after burying his female father, Ayu spent two years training desperately, enduring hardships that ordinary insects could not bear and suffering that ordinary insects could not endure.

Two years later, he faked his death and escaped from that so-called "home". He secretly enlisted in the army and became a female soldier. He then won first place in training and testing time and time again.

Today, he can finally prove himself, but the marshal's expression changed just now.

This made him feel a sense of despair, because he didn't want to lose, and he couldn't afford to lose.

Seeing that he had become inexplicably nervous, Dia reached out and patted his shoulder, comforting him, "Don't worry! The Marshal's father-in-law is the director of the healing department."

"I guess the marshal just received the dean's message."

"Let me tell you a secret, every time the Marshal receives a message from the Dean, his face turns ashen, just like it did just now."

"Is that so..." Ayu relaxed a little, hoping that this was the case, because he really needed this opportunity for promotion.

"Oh yes, oh yes..."

the other side.

Just as Herroyen arrived at the upper floor by elevator, he bumped into Sirland's assistant, "Lishir".

Lishir greeted him with a smile: "Marshal, you've arrived! The Dean is in a very good mood today."

Holoyen paused, then instantly became suspicious. "Are you sure?"

Lishir nodded earnestly: "Of course! I've been here for so many years, and I've never seen the dean smile like that before."

"Don't worry, you can go in. You definitely won't get scolded today."

Herroyen was incredulous, but hesitantly nodded.

However, just as he reluctantly, reluctantly, and reluctantly believed Lishir's nonsense and slightly lowered his guard to push open the door, he was hit on the forehead by an unidentified object thrown by Sirland.

Holoy: "..."

Sitting behind his desk, Sirland was clearly surprised that his unfilial son's reaction ability had dropped so drastically that he couldn't even dodge a surprise attack of this magnitude.

He felt a pang of guilt for half a second, then silently cursed: "You're so stupid."

Holoyen looked up, speechless and annoyed, only to see that Sirland's face was exactly like that of the sullen king, completely unrelated to Lishir's "good mood".

Impressed.

"idiot."

"..."

Holoyen didn't bother to reply and walked to the table, where Sirland silently handed him the sealed documents from the drawer.

Holoy glanced at the tightly sealed document bag, fearing he was up to some trick again, and asked, "What's this?"

"Are you blind?" Sirland frowned. "If you don't want your eyes, go downstairs and donate them to insects in need."

Heroion fell silent. He picked up the document, pried open the layers of hidden clasps, and before he could even pull out the paper, he saw "Yulis" written in the patient's name column, with a mental strength level of "A".

Sierland remained silent, simply staring at him intently, clearly waiting for an explanation.

Unexpectedly, after reading it, Herroyen said without changing his expression, "Falsifying male insect data is illegal."

Sierland: "..."

So stupid! So stupid! So stupid! So stupid! So stupid...

Does your father not obey the law as much as you do?

Holoyen was still gloating: "If you're going to pair him with female servants and slaves, you'll be waiting to go in once they find out he's not an A-grade."

Sierland sighed heavily, then retorted in a tone that seemed to ask, "Do you even have a brain?": "You think sleeping with an F-grade male insect for one night will make you pregnant with insect eggs?"

He was blinded by anger at his rebellious son and didn't investigate further at the time, but now that the situation is settled, he can't remain inactive.

Holoy: "?"

It seems so...

As everyone knows, for a female insect to conceive an egg (even if it is a female insect), not only does it require a deep fusion of the spiritual power of both parties, but also a certain number of times they have sex.

The higher the level of mental strength, the greater the probability of conceiving an insect egg, and vice versa.

Seeing the fool's look of sudden realization, Sirland's desire to take Yi Yi away resurfaced.

He was afraid that living with the fool would subtly influence Yi Yi, and while the older one was beyond saving, the younger one could still be properly nurtured.

After processing the news, Herroyne held back his laughter for a while.

He managed to squeeze out a dry "...thank you."

After saying that, he turned and left without even closing the door.

Sierland was speechless: "So stupid."

The words had barely left his lips when the door slammed shut with a bang as the figure outside quickly turned back. The footsteps faded into the distance down the corridor, carrying a sense of eager anticipation...

Sierland: "..."