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

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Just as the Prince's capture net was about to catch up with the small starship.

A spaceship painted with the colors of the Liernia Royal Guard suddenly appeared out of thin air on the opposite battlefield.

The Royal Guard's spaceships, with their engines at full power, blocked the Prince's ship between it and the small starship carrying Gao Tian.

The assault ship, in an interception stance, charged its side weapon arrays, and a dark blue light converged at the muzzle, locking onto the Prince ship in front of it.

His silent actions spoke louder than any words in declaring his position.

The Crown Prince called Bambo again, and this time the call went through.

The Crown Prince made a video call, the communicator vibrated, a light screen was projected, and the video connection was established.

Bamp appears on the screen.

Lan looked at the familiar, round figure of Bambo in the communication.

Bamba, the little bumblebee who grew up with him since childhood, who shared countless secrets and laughter with him, who grew from a tiny dumpling into a big dumpling, and who swore allegiance to him with her life.

You know, Bambo is so smart, why would he side with Orion?

Bampo's background is in a driver's cab, and it goes without saying which driver's cab.

It goes without saying who could bring out the Guardian ships at this point.

With communications on, the Crown Prince and Bambo faced off in silence.

He didn't speak, he just kept looking at Bambo.

The silence between the two sides was suffocating.

Bambo knew what His Highness was asking him.

Bambo's lips twitched slightly, his round face deathly pale, and he answered in a dry, hoarse voice:

"Your Highness, Orion says he can change the future of the bumblebees."

Lan remained silent.

Bambo fell silent again.

His eyes, which were usually loyal, honest and lovable, were now numb and empty. His round body stood straight, without any tears or sobs, like a puppet whose soul had been completely emptied.

He didn't know how to explain it to His Highness, and felt that nothing he said would make a difference.

He didn't believe it, but his people did.

Orion's men were still fleeing, and every wasted second felt like an eternity.

Finally, the Crown Prince spoke: "Step aside, Bambo."

"I understand your predicament, I understand the predicament of the bumblebee clan. Step aside, rescue the Crown Princess, and I will forgive you this time."

Bambo opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

He wanted to say, Your Highness, you're overestimating everything.

He wanted to say, "Your Highness, you are fair and square, but you cannot win against Orion's schemes and tricks."

If the bumblebee clan had even the slightest chance of turning things around, he wouldn't have become a traitor.

But in the end, he didn't make a sound; only his Adam's apple moved up and down with difficulty.

He didn't want to do it, but his mother and her people knelt on the ground and begged him.

They all sided with Orion.

They acted like addicts who couldn't get their hands on drugs, weeping and kowtowing to him, saying that if they couldn't get the power-enhancing drug, they would rather all die and leave him alone to enjoy a life of luxury by the Crown Prince's side.

Last night, he received a call from his female father.

A large group of people knelt down in front of him.

They were all members of his bumblebee clan.

Most of them were overweight but appeared weak, with cloudy, dull eyes, disheveled and dry hair, and wore faded work clothes or simply wrapped in tattered rags.

His female father is now the leader of the bumblebee clan, kneeling at the very front.

His female father, having toiled tirelessly for the surviving race, had a face etched with hardship and humility, and now looked at him with a deep-seated despair and morbid fanaticism.

Behind him, all his clansmen looked at him with the same expression.

The pleas came crashing down on me as if they were real.

His father's chapped lips trembled, opening and closing silently, repeating the word: "medicine."

The clansmen began to kowtow to him.

They all knew how difficult it was to get Bambo to betray the Crown Prince.

They all know.

They were also rescued from the ruins by the Crown Prince.

They crawled on the ground, their foreheads almost touching the cold, dirty earth, their withered fingers gripping tightly.

Their expressions and gestures spoke volumes, more piercing than any scream:

"We're so hungry... the relief funds aren't even enough to fill a tooth gap..."

"Going through trash cans...we're treated like walking garbage...even the sanitation station won't take us..."

"We have no home anymore... The beasts are coming, we can't run away, we can't fight them, we can only wait to die..."

"You're the Crown Prince's adjutant; you're well-fed, warmly clothed, and have dignity... but what about us?"

"Power...we only need a little power...a little power that will allow us to survive."

"Please, give us this chance..."

Bambo felt as if his heart had been pierced repeatedly by countless needles.

He looked at these people of his bloodline.

They all knew that thing was problematic. Female insects need to shorten their lifespan to burst blood, so how could something that could suddenly make someone stronger only come at the cost of being weak for a day?

Who doesn't know about those weaker races who have sided with Orion?

However, there is a saying among humans: "drinking poison to quench thirst."

When people are dying of thirst, who cares if the water is poisoned? They desperately need that sip of water.

The bumblebee race has been at the bottom of the hierarchy for far too long; they can hardly survive among the Zerg.

Its combat strength is too low, it flies slowly, and it makes a lot of noise.

They were doing the most basic jobs.

Because they eat a lot, they also sleep uncontrollably, and even the lowest-level jobs often don't want them, making their situation worse than other lower-class races.

They are not very strong militarily. Even if we find them another remote planet to live on, they will not be able to protect themselves from ferocious beasts, insects, and space pirates, and they also have no money.

They can only survive on meager social welfare payments in the Zerg society.

In Zerg society, the Empire's administrative and financial power was previously controlled by the Parliament and the Male Protection Council. Only male Zerg had generous welfare benefits, while female Zerg received only a small amount of social relief.

The consumption of bumblebees is several times that of ordinary females. The meager social welfare allowances given to females are simply not enough to feed them, and can only save their lives when they are on the verge of starvation.

The female bumblebees with all four limbs intact can only receive social welfare, are looked down upon by other insects, and survive by scavenging and rummaging through garbage cans.

They eat a lot, but it's not very useful. Maybe bumblebees really aren't suited to living.

He himself became the Crown Prince's adjutant, but he could not allow all his clansmen to become the Crown Prince's adjutants.

They couldn't even get enough to eat. He transferred all his salary to the female father every month, but it still wasn't enough to feed all the bumblebees.

It's so painful.

Bambo doesn't need it, but his people desperately need power.

When his female father contacted him, Orion's men were standing nearby.

Even the Crown Prince couldn't protect his people scattered throughout the empire. They were like mud beneath the feet of the insectoid society; Orion could wipe them out with a flick of his finger, even though they were already struggling on the brink of death.

Moreover, the bumblebee clan delivered themselves to their doorstep, and even the crown prince didn't know how to save them.

His loved ones used their own lives as a rope to strangle him.

Which is more important, the female father's clan or the crown prince?

His soul had been torn apart that day; all that remained was an empty shell carrying out orders.

Their communication channel remained dead silent.

In the end, Bampo said nothing.

The small starship was escaping, and Lan couldn't care less about anything else. She ordered, "Ram it!"

Gao Tian is still in Orion's hands, and every extra second means there's a greater chance he'll lose Gao Tian.

Can't wait any longer!

If Bamba is truly stubborn and insists on blocking the way, then there's nothing he can do.

"Ignore him, just run him over!"

The weapons of a mere small starship cannot penetrate the defenses of the Prince's fleet; ramming them directly is more effective than any surprise attack.

The Prince's massive tail engines ignited, the levers were pulled all the way back, and the power was fully supplied, instantly unleashing a blinding burst of light and flame, generating tremendous thrust.

The Crown Prince's flagship transformed into a thunderous, colossal hammer of the gods, its massive hull carrying the power to crush everything, and it accelerated forward with a roar.

All the female naval personnel on the bridge held their breath.

They were all veterans of the Prince ship, and more or less had some connection with Lieutenant-in-Chief Bambo.

Watching the interceptor ship's hull rapidly zoom in on the screen.

—Is Lieutenant Bamba going to let us through or not?!

Just as the Prince ship was about to ram the interceptor ship where Bampo was located, the emergency escape hatch on the belly of the interceptor ship opened.

This was the first time Bamba had been to space and the first time he had ever physically fought outside of a spacecraft.

He swallowed a bottle of drugs that made him stronger.

Three, two, one, —

Bambo's body rapidly expanded, twisted, and deformed in the vacuum.

The enormous limbs, covered in thick, dark brown fur, pierced through the combat suit, and the chitinous carapace with golden ring-shaped stripes grew and expanded wildly.

In the blink of an eye.

A bumblebee as large as a mountain appeared in the universe.

Bampo transformed into a massive insect-like creature, even larger than the medium-sized assault ship he had just been piloting.

Bumblebees are the largest bee-shaped creatures in the bee race, and they don't have many other strengths. The enhancement drugs they receive also greatly amplify their abilities.

He has never been this powerful before; he's bigger than a starship.

The bee-shaped, hill-like Bambo rammed into the Prince's ship.

Despite its gigantic size, the bumblebee's physical strength remained unchanged. How could the physical strength of the bumblebee race possibly withstand a collision with the Prince Ship? Bambo was recklessly and fearlessly throwing himself into the direction of the Prince Ship that was crashing into him.

The artillery fire blasted at him.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—!!

*Sizzle!*

A shell landed right on his back, severing the base of the two massive, mountain-like membranous wings on the giant bee's back.

Compared to the body, the delicate wings slowly and silently detached from the main body and drifted away into the universe.

The giant bee lost its propulsion, and its ferocious charge instantly collapsed.

He lost the ability to move in space and could only rely on inertia, becoming a piece of space debris.

ended.

Bambo drifted away, watching the Prince ship recede further and further from view, and the blurry figure on the bridge.

He boarded the Prince's ship when he was five years old and has never come off since.

Bampo feels good too.

This is really good.

Traitors deserve this fate.

To die under His Highness's gunfire is, at least, not too gruesome.

He closed his eyes wearily.

The enormous insect body curled up in weightlessness, like a return to its mother's womb, and plummeted rapidly into the cold, eternal abyss of the universe.

But just as he closed his eyes, about to become yet another cold, floating piece of trash in the universe—

With a hum, the mechanical locking wave penetrated the vacuum.

The Prince ship deployed a capture net and suddenly grabbed him.

The energy cable tightened instantly.

A powerful binding force field is activated.

The enormous insect body jolted violently, its downward momentum abruptly halted.

The capture net tightly wrapped and secured him within it.

Inside the net, the giant worm's mangled body twitched, and blood slowly floated and congealed around it.

It looked up at the Prince ship through the floating blood.

On the Prince Ship, Lan stared intently at the captured, tattered giant bee on the screen, clenching her fist.

Anger, heartache... Killing him was one problem, not killing him was another; in the end, it all boiled down to one sound:

"Grass!!!!!"

The Crown Prince slammed his fist on the table in the driver's seat.