A is in StarCraft, just disembarked from the Zerg Prince spaceship.

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"Hello, brother. Are you tired from your duty? Here's some fruit for you to eat, so you can take a rest."

The young diplomat, Klim, enthusiastically presented the fruit platter to the veiled soldier, smiling like a silly landlord's son, his eyes sparkling.

Wow, human males are really tall, even taller than him.

Although he wasn't a female Zergling, female Zerglings are generally quite tall, and he was over 1.8 meters, almost 1.9 meters.

This soldier was a head taller than him, probably over 1.9 meters.

With long legs and a strong waist, his muscles were like a marble sculpture; he was the most handsome among all Earthlings! He recognized him at a glance when he looked through the starship's porthole!

The handsome soldier was startled: "Ah, this..."

The soldier was caught off guard by Little O's sudden attack and was at a loss for words.

The tactical mask covered his entire face, and Krim could only see his dark, panicked eyes through the lenses of the tactical goggles.

The skin around my eyes turned red and warm in an instant.

The other soldiers around couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Their tactical goggles have infrared temperature imaging, and now, in their line of sight, this teammate looks like a furnace.

These are the Zerg's little O's, so powerful.

They jumped off the high starship gangway without hesitation, and after landing, they ran over with a fruit platter in hand.

They cheered and jumped for joy like dogs that have seen a bone.

"...We can't eat while we're on duty." The soldier in front of Krim hesitated for a long time before finally managing to utter this sentence, his face flushed.

Another burst of laughter erupted around them.

You're so pathetic! You've completely disgraced the high-level alphas!

Faced with an omega's advances, all you could say was this? Couldn't you have said something like, "Let's eat after I'm done with my duty, and let's exchange contact information first?"

The soldier also sensed something was wrong and quickly tried to explain: "It's not that I didn't eat on purpose, it's just that we have a rule that we can't eat while on duty."

Thinking about it carefully, it was indeed a bit abrupt. "Ah, alright then." Krim took the fruit plate back.

He looked a little disappointed. Just a little bit.

In Lehrnia, if a male insect shows even the slightest rejection, the female insect cannot continue pursuing him, otherwise she will be accused of harassment.

Krim wasn't quite sure what the rules were for pursuing someone among humans; he only knew that he seemed to have been rejected.

The soldier scratched his head helplessly.

It seems I said something wrong.

That's not what he meant.

In the Zerg Empire, female Zerglings with a decent genetic level and a fully developed humanoid form are generally not ugly. This is especially true for diplomats in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which represents the Empire's image internationally; personal appearance is a screening criterion during the Ministry of Foreign Affairs entrance examination.

This young diplomat was really handsome; his tea-green eyes were so striking that they sent shivers down your spine.

...He looks very well-behaved when he calls me "brother".

The soldier hesitated for a long time before finally managing to utter another sentence.

Her face, hidden behind the mask, was flushed: "Can I talk to you after I'm done on duty?"

Krim looked up: "?"

Didn't you just mean to refuse?

"Okay," Krim smiled again, obediently holding the fruit platter.

"Can I add you on the contact list?" the soldier asked, extending the terminal on his wrist. Then, remembering something, he asked, "Do you have a human internet account?"

"I have some," Krim said.

Their Ministry of Foreign Affairs uses the internet extensively; whenever they go to a new place, they always register a local social media account.

Krim took out his personal terminal, switched to human terminal mode, and stuck it on the soldier's terminal.

With a "beep", the contact information was added.

Krim smiled at him and said obediently, "Brother, I'll wait for you. After you finish your duty, just send me a message and tell me to wait for you somewhere, then I'll come find you."

His human language wasn't as good as Minister Greta's; he wasn't very fluent, and his speech was somewhat disjointed, halting, and incoherent.

But that makes her even cuter, giving off the vibe of a handsome foreign guy speaking Chinese but not fluently, a kind of silly beauty.

When he's happy, he emits a little bit of pheromones, which smell very nice, a kind of fruity scent that's hard to describe.

The soldier who asked for his contact information watched as the soldier waved goodbye and walked away with the fruit platter after adding the contact information. It felt like his soul was about to fly away.

Wow, so cute!

He had never seen either the Zerg or Little O before, but this time he directly witnessed Little O of the Zerg.

Wow, I'm totally overwhelmed by cuteness.

How come their Zerg little O is so cute?

Mom, is it okay to date like this? It's not against the rules, is it?

"Still looking? Everyone else has left!"

After exchanging contact information with the Zerg diplomat, the soldier returned to his team and was met with a barrage of envious and jealous punches from his teammates.

Sigh, how rare are omegas these days? Alphas with low enough positions can't even get to see an omega, and even those with high enough positions have to wait in line for miles to find a match.

This guy was standing there on duty, not even showing his face, when a foreign diplomat came down and asked for his contact information.

There are 10 more teammates like that.

Ah! Heaven is unfair! Why wasn't I among these ten people?

The teammate who wasn't chosen touched his muscular chest: "Why didn't they choose me? Is it because my chest muscles aren't big enough?"

A alpha standing nearby chimed in, "It has nothing to do with pectoral muscles. I've observed them carefully; all eleven alphas who were asked for contact information this time have exceptionally well-rounded physiques."

"It's not just the chest muscles, the shoulders, waist, and legs also need to be trained. Those Zerg little Os are so good at picking, they only pick the ones with the most beautiful physiques."

"Wow, the competition is starting already, right?"

"I'll go back and go all out. Being ugly doesn't matter, I'm fit! I'll be the next Omega to ask for my contact information!"

"Jealous! Let me see Little O's contact information!"

"Get away! I won't give it to you!"

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The planet deep within Lyrnia.

The final confirmation meeting regarding the matter of accompanying the Crown Princess back to her parents' home.

Great! Everything is ready, and the accompanying personnel have been largely determined. All that's left is to confirm the process one last time.

Gao Tian once asked Lan if he could copy some technical data back with him. Lan replied that he could copy all the publicly available technical data of Liernia, and he could also ask Lan about the unpublished data.

Liernia is a Level 5 civilization. The common sense of a Level 5 civilization is like a grand master falling from the sky and feeding a meal to a Level 1 civilization.

This wave of return will allow Earth's technology to advance by leaps and bounds, saving at least two thousand years of effort.

Once resources are available and a Dyson sphere is built, Earth will advance to a Type II civilization at the fastest possible speed.

The Crown Prince also brought resources, which were included in this batch of betrothal gifts for the Crown Princess.

Humanity has reached a Type II civilization, which means it has truly entered the ranks of cosmic civilizations.

By joining the cosmic internet, you will no longer be a native force of your planet. You will no longer have to worry about being discovered by evil forces before you even have a chance to develop, and being directly plundered and sold, turning you into a cosmic illegal immigrant or slave.

A level two civilization backed by a level five powerhouse, Wuhu, awesome!

Hello everyone, we are a newly emerging cosmic civilization.

It's not very strong right now, and there's nothing else particularly outstanding, except that the people are exceptionally outstanding. She's currently the Crown Princess of the Zerg Empire.

Haha, no, no, we're not related at all. We're just related by marriage to the Zerg Empire, a level-five overlord civilization!