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

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Daisies are as tenacious as weeds, growing very aggressively. If you're not careful, they can grow too densely and encroach on the living space of other flowers and plants.

Bambo used gardening shears to tend to the overly lush clump of daisies at the edge of the garden.

He worked very carefully, pruning away excess branches and leaves to make the flowers more beautiful without taking up too much space.

Bampo was no longer fat, but his face had an unhealthy pallor, and his sharp jawline was taut.

A bumblebee's normal body shape should be round and plump, and its normal body shape is there. Being so thin indicates that its health is not very good.

Footsteps came from outside the gate not far away, along with the slight creaking sound of the wooden fence gate being pushed open.

Bampo did not look up immediately.

This is a brand new planet, and all the houses are new. New immigrants have just started moving in, and it's common for people to move in.

He continued with his work until a loud whistle suddenly rang out.

He paused in his pruning.

I straightened up, turned my head, and looked up. It sounded like the voice coming from the garden next door.

It really is next door.

There was a human standing in the garden next door. He was very tall and had a muscular build. His presence was somewhat similar to that of the Crown Princess. He must have been about 1.9 meters tall.

She was wearing military uniform trousers and a black vest, with black hair in a high ponytail.

He was very tall with well-defined muscles, exuding an undisguised Alpha aura. He was extremely assertive and his level was probably quite high.

She was staring at him without any attempt to hide it, her gaze direct.

Then she clicked her tongue in a flippant manner.

Bambo met her gaze with his light blue eyes for a moment, then quickly lowered his eyes.

A new neighbor. A human Alpha.

...He doesn't seem like a good person.

Bampo took a step back.

But the new neighbor doesn't seem to be a bad person.

She suddenly closed her eyes, looked very apologetic, and apologized. Her attitude was very open and aboveboard, without any hint of malice.

Without saying a word, Bambo turned around, gently placed the pruning tools in his hand into the toolbox at his feet, picked up the box, lowered his head, and quickly walked back to his house.

He walked quickly, with a hurried urgency as if he wanted to escape the sight of the crowd immediately.

"Hey hey..."

The alpha was still calling him from behind, trying to say something, but he ignored him.

With a "click," the round door closed behind him, shutting out the world outside—a world filled with sunlight, the fragrance of flowers, and unfamiliar Alphas.

The living room was dimly lit and furnished with only the most basic household furniture.

Everything here, including this room, does not belong to him; he is simply serving his sentence.

Bamba has been silently serving on this planet.

When building the planet, they carried bricks on the construction site. After the planet was built, they did volunteer work in the community, similar to the role of property management, and had to do all kinds of work.

He is currently atoning for his sins. He doesn't receive a salary for his work, nor does he receive any planetary benefits. He will only be provided with the most basic living necessities.

He wants to volunteer here for eighty years.

Orion was vying for the throne with the Crown Prince when the bumblebee clan, believing his lie about the power-enhancing potion, turned against him and sided with Orion.

At the time, Bambo was the Crown Prince's adjutant. Because of their childhood friendship, His Highness trusted him greatly. When he returned to fight Orion, he left Bambo on Earth to protect the Crown Princess.

As a result, Orion used the bumblebee clan as hostages to threaten Bambo, who then yielded, betrayed His Highness the Crown Prince, and helped Orion capture His Highness the Crown Princess.

Bampo was later arrested and convicted.

Considering that his motive for the crime was coerced and that he had made remedial contributions, he was not sentenced to death, but was deprived of all his duties, honors and property, and deprived of his political rights for life.

He was exiled to a newly developed mixed-habitation planet and sentenced to eighty years of hard labor.

During their imprisonment, they received no salary, only the most basic survival supplies, and were not allowed to leave or enjoy any imperial benefits.

The weaker races that initially sided with Orion were all punished.

Those who have committed evil deeds, such as killing their fellow insects, will be imprisoned and, depending on the severity of their wrongdoing, either imprisoned or executed.

Those who did nothing wrong were simply the weak races who chose the wrong side in the struggle for the throne between Crown Prince Lan and Orion. All adult Zerg were dispersed and dispatched to various newly developed planets that required extensive infrastructure development, to serve eighteen years of forced labor.

For eighteen years, all new welfare policies implemented by the empire excluded them. They could only perform unpaid volunteer work in exchange for the most basic survival supplies provided by the empire, which were barely enough to fill their stomachs and cover their bodies.

Only after completing their eighteen-year service could they receive freedom and the benefits of the new policies.

The only saving grace is that the underage insect offspring in their race are not affected and can attend school normally in accordance with the policy.

Their underage insect offspring, like all other insect offspring, enjoy free education and have an equal future.

They were allowed to step into the new world.

With the implementation of the new imperial policies, free compulsory education is provided to all school-aged Zerglings, regardless of their background. Promotion channels are open to all capable Zerglings, regardless of their strength. A comprehensive social security network is gradually being established, without distinction between male and female.

It is a new world bathed in sunlight.

As they watched the Crown Prince implement new policies, the insectoids receiving free education, the equal recruitment conditions on the new planet, and the upward mobility channels opened up by the Crown Prince for the weaker insectoid race, they had never hated their own narrow-mindedness and stupidity so much.

This is a beautiful sight they could never have dreamed of.

They thought they were abandoned from the bottom, but the Crown Prince had actually been working hard for them all along.

Orion promised a false dawn, while the Crown Prince wanted to bring them a truly bright future.

It was their fault for not trusting His Highness the Crown Prince.

It was these short-sighted fools who betrayed the Crown Prince, who was striving to improve people's lives.

There's no point in crying and regretting now; the mistake has been made and must be punished.

They harbored no resentment, but spent the rest of their lives repenting for not trusting the Crown Prince.

As for Bambo, once he finishes serving his sentence, he will no longer be allowed to serve as the Crown Prince's adjutant, and Lan will never see him again.

The eighty-year prison sentence he received was a punishment in the legal sense, but the loss of trust and position meant a lifetime of exile.

Bambo closed his eyes, his eyelashes casting deep shadows on his pale, thin face.

He can't eat anything right now, but he's forcing himself to eat.

He had no face to see His Highness again, but he wanted to live, to help His Highness build a new empire, and to atone for his sins.

Closing your eyes is the simplest thing to do, but it will be of no use to His Highness.

Bambo often sees those little insects carrying backpacks running happily through the streets.

Every time he saw it, a sharp pang of sorrow would rise in his chest.

His Highness raised each child as if he were his own.

The prince's adjutant in the bumblebee clan is no longer a lucky exception; His Highness ensures that every child has access to education and the opportunity to strive for the future they desire.

He had no face to die.

His Highness desires a fine, new empire, and even he, burdened with guilt, can contribute his insignificant strength from the shadows.

He opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a dull, desolate gray.

Then he walked to the window and, through the round glass, could see the newly arrived human Alpha in the neighboring garden, hands on hips, looking at her new house.

She was incredibly clean and efficient, and there was something indescribable about her, a vibrant life force that he had long since forgotten.

He glanced at it silently for a second, then closed the small window, shutting out all the light.

The room grew dim, and Bambo sat silently on the floor, his head bowed.

......

Having experienced the training of being a prince's adjutant, Bamba performed his social work very well, working silently and diligently every day, like a penitent ghost seeking redemption.

He used to be very lively, but now he's just listless and lethargic. He rarely talks to people and always keeps his head down, trying to avoid being seen by others.

Sister A often saw this quiet little neighbor.

With her outstanding combat skills and management abilities, she was hired by a planetary guard on the planet Shire, where she was responsible for the daily patrols and security of this new immigrant area.

Bambo is now a social worker, and Sister A often runs into Bambo on her way to and from get off work.

She thought her little neighbor was adorable.

It's not the kind of cool, handsome, and strong beauty, but rather the kind of doll-like beauty—quiet, demure, and with a touch of fragility.

Especially when he was focused on his work with his head down, and was startled when she suddenly spoke to him, his eyes darting away always made her feel a little itchy to tease him.

She thought he had a good personality. Although they hardly ever spoke, he was always quiet and she had never seen him get angry with anyone.

I often tease my cute little neighbor when I run into him on my way to and from get off work.

The little neighbor didn't scold her; she just lowered her head and ran away quickly.

She noticed that her little neighbor was very pale and seemed to be dizzy often, which was probably due to low blood sugar. So she always kept chocolate in her bag and would give him a piece whenever she saw him. She would also bring him a portion of her delicious meal.

The little neighbor blushed and whispered thank you, then quickly ran back to her little house like a startled rabbit.

Gradually, the neighbor probably felt that their behavior was a bit too intimate, so he started avoiding her and wouldn't open the door when she brought him food.

Ms. A wasn't in a hurry. Since he didn't come out, she deliberately hummed a song loudly in the garden.

We must force him to come out, embarrassed!

That's so childish!

After feeding the baby several times, I felt a little sorry for the little neighbor who was still pale.

Sister A continued to feed her.

Her cooking skills aren't great, but Chinese food is always better than bread.

Every day, he would fill a large bowl and, without any hesitation, knock on the round door next door.

Bamba usually takes a while to open the door, revealing a pale and somewhat bewildered face.

Woman A shoved the bowl into his hands, leaving no room for refusal: "Eat."

Bambo held the bowl of steaming food, his fingertips turning white from the heat of the bowl or something else.

He lowered his head and remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "...Thank you."

"Don't be shy." Female A's gaze swept over his excessively thin cheeks. "Eat more, you're so thin you could be blown away by a gust of wind."

Then, without waiting for him to say anything more, she turned around and went back to her room.

If she stood at the door watching, the little neighbor would most likely be too nervous to eat.

The bowls she delivers tomorrow morning will be washed clean and shiny, placed on the steps of her front door.

So cute, shy, and with such a good temper.

She would be perfect to be my wife.

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Finally, one day, after finishing her patrol, Sister A timed it perfectly and cornered Bambo at the door: "Female insect, I'm an A-rank A-level, wanna date?"

Bampo instinctively tried to run, but his path was completely blocked by Sister A.

Ms. A was completely straightforward and didn't mince words at all, making it impossible for him to find an excuse to brush it off.

Bambo's pale cheeks quickly flushed red, the redness spreading down to his neck and even his ears.

Woman A: "Wow, that's amazing! Even with anemia, your face is still so red."

Bambo's lips trembled a few times, he really didn't know how to respond, and his eyes darted around in a panic.

Female A stared intently at him: "Say something, are you going to talk?"

After stammering for a long time, Bamba finally found a clumsy way to change the subject: "There's...there's something I've wanted to ask for a long time..."

Woman A: "28, 20, 190cm, 75kg, savings xxxx, paid-off house, average education, stable job, simple family background, clean record, non-smoker, non-drinker, no bad habits, wants two children in the future..."

"Stop!" Bamp immediately stopped her, glancing quickly at Ms. A's ample chest. "I didn't ask those questions! I wanted to ask, is your chest... is it a lesion?"

Ms. A looked down at her impressive 120cm bust and paused for a moment.

Then she patted her chest hard, making a solid thud: "Of course not! You don't know how good these breasts are."

You naive fool, do you know how long a busty A-list woman can last?

Female A wasn't going to let him off the hook, and took another step closer.

Bampo stood on the steps in front of the door, while Sister A stood below the steps, their line of sight almost exactly level.

The woman, let's call her A, leaned a little closer: "Shall we talk?"

Bamba was cornered at the door, with nowhere to hide. His light blue eyes were filled with complex emotions: panic, shame, and a hint of despair.

Female Alpha is definitely great; she's like a little sun.

He was a rat in the gutter.

She simply didn't know what he had done in the past.

If she finds out... if she finds out...

I probably won't like him anymore.

Bampo finally made up his mind and decided to tell Woman A about his shameful past: "Do you know what I've done?"

Woman A asked, "What is it?"

Bambo lowered his head and said, "I once betrayed His Highness the Crown Prince."

Woman A exclaimed, "That's really bad!"

Bambo remained silent.

But then Ms. A immediately asked, "Was that voluntary?"

Bamba burst into tears: "No."

At that time, his entire family and all his clansmen were in Orion's hands.

Later, some people despised him, feeling that since his people were so stupid, he shouldn't care about them and should let them die on their own.

But his people... they weren't some great villains, they were just fools.