Ch7 – The flavour is too strong.

Editor: LotusEater

It was then that Ling remembered something that happened in the past. 

It wasn’t exactly a past event, more like something that wasn’t too old nor too current.

Song Jianshu hadn’t been so conspicuous at the beginning.
Ling had read his files.
For most of his life, he was a male with little to no intelligence.

 

 

His genetic evaluation showed results that barely touched the edge of D-Grade.
Any weaker, and even the Zerg would have chosen to euthanize him.

After all, the continuation of such genes was not a good thing for the Zerg. 

It was around that time that the Zerg Star’s Intelligent Brain Center matched Wenge to the dull-witted Song Jianshu.

 

—Thinking about it now, that was probably when Song Jianshu’s ability – of which made him worthy of being called “The Son of Fate” – began to show signs.

After all, although Wenge was not the most top-tier female, he was still very good.
He had only been in the military for a few years, and had struggled his way up from the bottom.
Each promotion was earned entirely by relying on solid military achievements.

When he was matched, he was already a colonel.

 

Once matched to a dull-witted male, in order to take care of said male, he would be deprived of his military rank and confined at home onwards, with no hope for the future.

Ling had also involved himself in the matter at the beginning.

Wenge’s female father was his teacher, and the same honorable female that insisted on proving Ling’s innocence when he was accused of betrayal.

If it weren’t for him, Ling – who wasn’t plump enough at that time – would not have been able to escape the disaster of prison. 

And word prison was only used on the surface, in fact… he would secretly be sent somewhere else, ase all Klein zergs were.

Even if it was only to repay his teacher, Ling had to get Wenge out.

Unexpectedly, Wenge refused.

…… 

Ling sat crookedly in a soft chair, his long legs indifferently folded on top of the mahogany desk.

The black military cap was skewed over his face, covering his eyes.
and he could only be seen biting on a piece of cigarette.
The gray ash was long and trembled to fall off.

His neat and exquisite military uniform was practically loose at this time, revealing his fair neck.

In the impression of the females within the military headquarters, Ling had always been an unpredictable female. 

That was his appearance most of the time.
He was careless, didn’t wear his military uniform well, and didn’t use proper posture when he walked.

Today he came here to visit, tomorrow he went there to ask for cigarettes.
It was completely impossible to tell that he was one of the commanders of the five zerg legions.

 

His only good point was that he was good at his job.
This female seemed to have unlimited energy and endurance.
Other leaders needed five adjutants to complete their official duties while he only needed one.

—As for the complaints of that sole adjutant, they were not to be heeded. 

His unusual and very noticeable silver hair and red eyes attracted attention wherever he went.

Occasionally, the female would reveal an unusually deep look.
One that had the likeness of a bottomless abyss, leaving you unable to see the depths at a glance.

It was on the battlefield that most soldiers had seen such a look in his eyes.

For three days and three nights, the bright red blood of foreign beasts dyed those silver locks scarlet, as he stood on top of tall hills made up of corpses with his long dagger in hand. 

The bloody sunset had been dense behind him.

On the battlefield he was a madman.

Off the battlefield he was a ruffian.

And now, Wenge had noticed a trace of discord from the legion commander. 

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“Wenge, your father was very disappointed.”

His voice was cold and emotionless: “Why?” 

Wenge felt as if his feet had turned to clay, and lost feeling in his legs.

A real top-tier female zerg had such terrifying suppressive power.

“Because…” Wenge listened as his voice came out hoarse, “I love him.
”

“……” 

“Fool.”

Ling still remembered his mood at that time.

 

Astonishment, absurdity, and even a trace of ridiculousness.

“You know,” Ling had pointed out to him, “Even if you’re married, I can still destroy the record.
Your past would remain innocent enough to find another good male.” 

“He is very good!”

Ling: “……”

Wenge miraculously break through Ling’s suppression at this moment, almost shouting angrily: “Even if you are the legion commander, I won’t allow you to slander him like this!”

Ling estimated that his expression at the time must have been very colorful. 

From consternation to doubt, he finally laughed.
Sitting up straight, retracting his legs from the table, and spreading his hands he said, “Okay, do as you please with your own shit, Colonel Wenge.”

He wasn’t going to care about such bullshit for a second longer.

Stripped of his military rank, he would be imprisoned at home from then on,  having nothing to do with the commander of the legion he belonged to.

Unexpectedly, Wenge had appeared at the legion dressed in his military uniform the next day. 

Ling had smiled mockingly and had made his way over, whispering, “What? Got returned?”

Wenge glanced at him with a serious face: “Commander, please respect yourself.
”

……

Later, Ling learned that the male had actually allowed Wenge, his only female attendant, to return to the military headquarters instead of keeping him at home to serve himself. 

…Not bad.

That was the first time he had seen such a male.

He was holding a cigarette, lost in thought.
When he turned his head, he saw a good looking black haired male, standing quietly at the door of the office with a soft smile directed at him.

“You are the legion commander, right? I’m here to pick up my female attendant.” 

With a soft sound, Ling’s cigarette fell off.

……

 

Looking back now, how much calculation was involved in the so-called love at first sight.

“Ling, do you like me?” 

“I don’t know.”

“Then let’s put it another way.
Would you be angry if you saw me talking to another female?”

“…What do you ask for?”

“Then you do like me! ” 

The black-haired male had happily spun in place, the corner of his eyes and eyebrows overflowing with happiness.

Then, he’d stopped and tilted his head at Ling: “I like you, too!”

Oh, so that was like.

Ling had looked into Song Jianshu’s eyes and suppressed the last bit of doubt in his heart. 

Since everyone kept saying he was in love with Song Jianshu, he should indeed have been in love with Song Jianshu.

After all, he had never known what love was.

……

“I’m calling you!” 

Ling withdrew his thoughts from his memories, his expression  not very pleasant.

Both he and Lu Mo sat on the chairs in front of the counter, but he was a head taller than Lu Mo.
Lu Mo looked up at him with displeasure.
He stood up and spoke with a condescending tone, “Hey, let me ask you.”

Ling nodded.

He seemed to have lost the ability to laugh as he would have before.
If it were in the past, he would have picked up the little male so that his feet were hanging in the air.
His face would flush with shyness, heart full of nervousness, unable to help himself. 

But now, he could only nod blankly.

Though obviously… he was already very happy in his heart.

 

Lu Mo raised his chin: “How much can you earn in a month?”

Ling estimated and reported a number. 

Lu Mo: “……”

Very, very good!

Lu Mo patted the registration form: “Let him go out to work!”

“Since you are my female, you have to make good money and bring me a rich fortune.” Lu Mo touched the registration form to enjoy the even wealthier future, then turned his head and asked the sub-female, “What if he hides money?” 

As a staff member, this was the first time the sub-female encountered this kind of situation.

He was almost unable to hold in his contempt: “There is supervision.”

Females were not allowed to go out to work.
It was their natural duty to stay at home and serve their males.
Only extremely desperate males would ask their females to go out and make money.

But the females were rarely willing to do so.
That didn’t mean they disliked their careers, just that they chose males more. 

Those that really cared about a female would give him freedom, even at the risk of damage to his own reputation.

But the male in front of him…

Looking at the greedy and proud black haired male, the sub-female’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch.

He was simply the worst waste male!!! 

How could such a powerful female pick such a male? He must have been deceived!

Under the sympathetic gaze of the sub-female, a faint smile flashed across the corners of Ling’s mouth.

Just a glance, like a dovetail sweeping across water, then it disappeared in an instant.

He looked at Lu Mo.
The male secretly wiped his sweaty palms on the seam of his pants under the cover of his sleeves. 

Ling: “……”

A light smile once again swept across the corners of his mouth.

 

“Is everything confirmed to be correct?”

Lu Mo confirmed the registration form again, especially in the column [Will the female retain his position after marriage?] for a long time.
His serious manner made it impossible to doubt— he really was a waste good. 

The registration form was then carefully handed over to the staff.

The sub-female looked at the backs of them leaving sympathetically, and shook his head helplessly.

Males ah..

—— 

The hover car had been parked in the underground parking lot.

At this time, everyone had run out to watch the males in the empty alleyways.
The parking lot was full of cars, and Ling and Lu Mo had to squeeze their way through to get to their car by the side.

LuMo sneered: “Low class people who couldn’t understand rules.”

His smile came from the heart, and even the system beside was desperately giving him claps. 

Clap Clap

[The host is making rapid progress!]

He seemed to have suddenly become enlightened, and just then, even in front of a hopeless situation, he had opened up the path of life.

He, himself, felt that he was superior. 

Lu Mo pointed to the car lazily: “You drive it out.”

“Yes, Master.”

The cool, black suspension car rose slowly, and Lu Mo stared at the open door in the air: “Damn bitch! Do you want me to break my legs?!”

He used dirty words and accused him indiscriminately.
He didn’t stop until the car slowly stopped in front of him.
He stretched out the dignified hand of a D-Grade male: “Help me.” 

Then, he heard a clear, cold laugh.

[Scum value +10!]

 

[Receiving contempt from the protagonist, scum value +100!]

The system’s voice was unusually high and full of emotion: [The strategy assistant reminds you: You are about to receive strong accusations from the protagonist ahead, please greet the arrival of the large amount of scum values with full posture!] 

Crap?

Lu Mo turned his head abruptly and looked in the direction of the sound.

A handsome young man with black hair and black eyes, with undone bandages on his body, was looking at them angrily.

His back was straight, reminiscent of a proud, green pine tree, appearing as bright and clear as the moon. 

Lu Mo took a deep breath: “Hiss…”

Brother, the flavour is too strong ah.