Lingâs routine had always been fixed. Even if he fell asleep late the night before, come morning heâd still wake up on time without fail.
He took out a brand new communicator from the spatial device he carried with him.
The communicator was specially made for military usage and working purposes. As soon as the communicator was turned on, the device erupted with notifications di-di-da-das non stop, one could almost imagine how the sending party must have gnashed his teeth as he typed out each message.
ăBoss, boss, where have you been?ă
ăBoss, Iâm going to die if you donât come back soon. Do you know how torturous the old hags in the army are?ă
ăBoss, boss, do so many files really exist? Arenât you a military officer?ă
ăBoss, I was caught sending you a message during a meeting. Now I have to write an 8,000-word review.ă
ăBoss, help.ă
The total number of messages was numerous. Estimatedly, about a hundred, all within the last twenty hours.
He most likely began sending him messages, di di di, the moment he had some time.
Ling deleted the built-up messages, then typed out and sent one to his closest subordinate.
ăStop Song Jianshu.ă
The communicator was quiet for a while, and then started to ring frantically.
ăDamn boss, boss, so youâre still alive ah!ă
ăNo, boss. You said it too late. Song Jianshu already boarded the starship to find you!ă
ăBoss, are you still there? Hello? Hello?ă
ăFuck!!!ă
ăLing: Insulting your boss, add another 5,000 words to the review.ă
âŚâŚ
Disregarding how all-over-the-place and chaotic the messages from the other side were, Ling followed Lu Mo outside.
A streamlined, black hover car was parked in the spacious courtyard.
Ling couldnât help but be a little surprised when he saw the car.
The model was very common in the Imperial Capital, but that didnât mean it was popular. On the contrary, its price made it beyond the reach of the average zerg family.
Those that purchased it were generally very high-grade males. Only, they had to add in the net worth of their female attendants to have enough money to get the car.
Lu Mo was just a D-Grade male, and he had no females as of yet. How could he afford it?
In any case, Lu Mo seemed to be far from short of money.
That was one less bargaining chip for him.
A trace of disappointment appeared in the corner of Lingâs eyes.
Lu Mo: ââŚâŚâ
He clearly picked up the disappointment in the femaleâs eyes.
He couldnât help but look at his old buddy suspiciously. He had bought it to simply highlight his arrogant, extravagant, and lascivious character. Later, he had even added countless expensive designs to it. The amount of money put into the car exceeded a monthâs worth of his factoryâs profits.
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The hover car started to accelerate at a slow pace before gaining speed quickly and smoothly. It could be seen that the driverâs skills were excellent.
At the same time, the radio in the car automatically started broadcasting todayâs news.
After listening for a while, Lu Mo didnât come upon anything of interest. On this barren planet, most of the things that happened every day were more or less the same.
It was either fighting for territory, tourists stealing, or illegal crossings. Occasionally, there would be some news about known zerg families, either leaked by reporters or made up from rumours.
The only thing that attracted Lu Moâs attention was the third news.
A new model of starship fell to the planet early in the morning. In it were a wounded high-grade male and his female attendant.
Wow, a high-grade male.
Lu Mo had never seen a high-grade male zerg after transmigrating. Based on his own weak body that was indistinguishable from that of humans in his previous life, his barren imagination stopped at [advanced males must be able to use spiritual power to take express delivery].
Lingâs attention had also been caught, a solemn expression appeared on his face.
Lu Mo pretended to be casual and asked: âHow is it, is this car fine?â
Ling: âItâs okay, itâs easier to operate than a starship.â
Lu Mo: ââŚâŚâ
He tightened his seat belt angrily.
Heh, females!!!
However, Ling hadnât noticed the change in the male zergâs mood.
This was because he was a steel straight female.
No, it was because his focus was on the broadcast.
The combination of the high-grade male and his female attendant⌠reminded Ling of Song Jianshu.
In fact, he hadnât made a blood contract with Song Jianshu, therefore the male wouldnât be able to feel his position through spiritual resonance.
In the vast universe, the footprints of the Zerg race were spread over more than a dozen galaxies, not to mention that he could have moved out of the zergâs domain. It would be too outrageous to say that the high-grade male was Song Jianshu.
He didnât believe in things like [The guidance of fate] or that [Love could work miracles] of which only appeared in third-rate novels.
But facts were put in front of him again and again. Song Jianshu, a male zerg, could always rely on amazing luck to get the results he wanted among countless possibilities.
The possibility that that male was Song Jianshu, was infinitely close to 100%.
âŚ.
Lingâs judgment was known to be notoriously accurate within the mighty army of the Zerg.
Although he very much hoped that his judgment would fail this time, as mentioned earlier, what he hoped for wouldnât be realized.
The injured high-grade male was indeed Song Jianshu.
At the moment, in the most advanced ward of a hospital, Song Jianshu â covered in the best medicine the hospital had to offer â laid pale on a soft hospital bed.
But that was only due to the zergs over protection of males.
Song Jianshuâs injuries wouldâve healed by themselves given a bit of time.
The one that was actually seriously injured was Wenge, the military female lying unconscious in the next ward with broken bones all over his body.
They encountered a violent cosmic storm on their way. The boundless universe was full of danger, but that kind of disaster ranked second to none.
Unlike its mediocre name, one was most likely to die when it was encountered.
Wenge risked his life just to barely manipulate the starship to jump out of the storm. Song Jianshu, who had been lying in the safety cabin, was safe and sound. And Wenge became how he was now.
Before pushing him into the safety cabin, the ordinary military female â that had always kept a taciturn front â said in the most loving voice he had ever used in his entire life: âMasterâŚ
âI love you with all my heart. â
It was that moment that Song Jianshu vowe he would remember Wenge for the rest of his life.
FortunatelyâŚâŚ
Fortunately, Wenge was fine, otherwise he would have regretted it.
As soon as he woke up, he went to find Wenge, but was stopped by the doctor. He was not allowed to leave the ward until he fully recovered.
Although he was anxious, he had to give up. He laid by the window and surveyed the view outside with boredom.
The hospital was located in the most central area of the entire city; in the heart of the most noble group of zergs on this decaying planet.
As soon as they heard that a high-grade male had been forced to land, all the females ran out. They drove the rare cars on this planet, blocking the entrance of the hospital.
Song Jianshu breathed out without interest.
On this planet, the highest grade of females only reached B-Grade. Females reaching A-Grade became physically strong enough to break through zerg limitations concerning travelling through the universe, so they wouldnât possibly stay here.
It was then that a black hover car attracted his attention.
The car swept through air, and Song Jianshuâs powerful spiritual power allowed him to clearly see the shape of the car. He couldnât help but widen his eyes slightly.
On this sort of planet, would such a car appear?
He was very impressed with this car, because in the past, Ling had also given him an identical car.
He had asked Ling how much it had cost, but the silver-haired and red-eyed female just smiled: âI bought it casually, itâs not worth much.â
Until a few days ago, he was upset because Ling ran away and accidentally drove that car to a roadside shop, and the whole car was scrapped. He had wanted to buy another one, only to find out the price of the car.
It was simply sky-high.
It would only take one of such cars to entirely deplete the net worth brought by Wenge. And that was what Ling called worthless?
Song Jianshuâs gaze followed the car closely until it pulled to a stop.
He wanted to see what kind of female stepped out from the car.
Unfortunately, to his dismay, it was a male zerg with black hair and green eyes that came down.
The male had an extremely cold and handsome face, while Song Jianshu was the exact opposite. If they had been on Earth, his face would have been sought after by thousands of people.
But here, such a face was not in line with the aesthetics of zergs.
Just as Song Jianshu was about to look away, from the other side of the car stepped out a pair of slender and muscular legs wearing military boots.
âŚ.
Lu Mo didnât give Ling a good face.
âThough, he hadnât given it before either.
Now it was even colder.
They passed through the vast crowd one right behind the other. The females in their surroundings were too excited. Lu Mo smelled the scent of pheromones emitting from zerg glands at a denser degree than usual. It was intense.
He even smelled the strong scent of snail powder pheromones, which hardly gave people a way to live.
It was easy to squeeze into the empty marriage registration office. Lu Moâs face was pitch black as he sat down on the front deskâs counter boldly.
The staff trembled as he handed him a divorce registration paper.
Lu Mo hit his fist on the counter angrily: âIâm here to get married!!â
What was going on today?!
The staff member was a weak sub-female. It was not easy for sub-females to fina sobs on this planet. When Lu Mo startled him, he turned pale in an instant and bowed quickly: âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry!â
[Intimidating innocent passers-by, scum value has increased by one!]
Lu Moâs expression changed slightly, then he picked up a pen and buried his head in the paper as he filled it out.
After the sub-female survived the panic, he summoned up the courage to guide the noble D-Grade male through the paperwork process.
âSir, whatâs to be written in this area are the properties registered in the femaleâs name. Please do not fill in your own properties.â
Lu Mo became angry with shame: â⌠Iâm just showing off!! Whatâs wrong with me having money?!â
âFirst, sir, do you permit the female to leave your home? And do you permit him to continue to work?â
Lu Mo was taken aback.
If he were Song Jianshu, the worldâs protagonist, he would have definitely let the female go out to work. That was respect.
What a considerate and moving love!
If he made the same choice as Song Jianshu, he would certainly not gain scum value from Ling.
He glanced at Ling, the female waiting quietly for him to make a decision.
But if he decided to deprive Ling of his jobâŚâŚ
He would get a female that would stick to him forever.
The system spoke at the right time: [Host, in my judgment, he would definitely develop Stockholm syndrome.]
Then he would fall in love with you. Everyday he would deduct your scum value like crazyâto the point that you would have nothing left, to the point that you would become sick with distress.