Major General, a Male Zerg has been found on the battlefield!!

The zerg race have also experienced monarchies, but with the changing times and historical development, monarchy has gradually been phased out among the zergs. Today, true power lies in the hands of the Chief Executive Officer. The title of zerg Emperor is merely a relic from millennia ago.

There are still male zergs with the bloodline of the zerg Emperor, living in the form of neighbors in the once royal castles.

He Qin sat on the aircraft, holding a delicate handmade invitation in his hand.

The invitation was written in zerg script: “Welcome to Join Woody Hill – He Qin.”

“Lord He Qin, welcome to the Royal Castle. Please take the invitation.”

The female zerg guards standing in front of the castle’s metal gate are also of royal blood.

They are destined from birth to live to protect the safety of the royal male zergs. They do not need to go to the battlefield; they are a private army belonging only to the royal male zergs.

Unlike civilian families that use household robots, the zerg royal family still adheres to the tradition of having young female zergs as housekeepers.

Following the footsteps of the female zerg housekeeper, He Qin passed through the nursery garden and walked along the forest path.

True to its royal status, the female zergs encountered on the way did not look at him with astonishment or curiosity, nor did they point fingers at him from a distance. Everyone kept their heads down, as if what was in their hands was the most important thing in life.

Here, He Qin felt a different atmosphere from the zerg Star.

“Lord He Qin, ahead, is restricted to female zergs. I cannot go further. Just follow this road, and you will meet Lord Woody Hill waiting for you in the garden.”

He Qin politely nodded and expressed his thanks. Following the gravel path under his feet, He Qin did indeed find Woody Hill, who had invited him.

“Sorry for the trouble on the way. Old houses are like this, twisting and turning, making them a bit tricky to navigate.” Woody put down his teacup and took a few small steps, exuding an aristocratic demeanor in every move.

“No, it’s not tiring.” He Qin didn’t like being touched by strangers. He awkwardly avoided the male zerg’s enthusiastic embrace, afraid of making him uncomfortable, and exchanged the hug for a handshake.

Woody took He Qin’s left hand in return. “Let me show you around. Although this house is old, it has many hidden fun places.”

He Qin stared thoughtfully at his left hand held by the male zerg. Unlike the distant contact with Ryan, this was a strange feeling. The moment he touched the male zerg’s skin, the blood in his veins seemed to ignite.

“Can I call you Xiao Qin? I should be much older than you.”

“Oh, really? May I ask your age?”

The male zerg had a face that could be called handsome, and his personality was not as stiff as the ‘elderly’ people he had met. In any case, he couldn’t be older than Rhys.

“Ah, my birthday just passed recently, and I just turned one hundred years old.”

What? Such a male zerg, who looks like this, is actually a ‘centenarian’?

He Qin’s jaw nearly dropped in shock, but Hill’s laughter brought him back to reality.

The strong bond of the male zerg quickly relaxed He Qin, and the two walked hand in hand to the center of the castle.

With gray-black walls and marble-like floors, devoid of excessive high-tech intrusions, He Qin could sense the unique style of the ‘old house.’

“These are the portraits of successive zerg Emperors throughout history,” Woody Hill explained, pointing to one. “And this is my grandfather, Beau Hill, a wise male zerg.”

The vast room was adorned with a dozen portraits, ranging from hand-painted artworks to photographs, each depicting the zerg features growing clearer over time.

“Is there another portrait here?” He Qin gestured towards the last empty spot.

Woody Hill’s eyes gleamed. “Ah, that painting was accidentally soiled by cleaners two days ago. I’ve entrusted professionals to clean it.”

Whether as an ordinary human or a respected male zerg, He Qin had never visited such a culturally rich old house. After half a day, he wasn’t tired at all; instead, he felt increasingly passionate.

“Quick, see what’s this?”

Woody Hill, lacking He Qin’s stamina, was already sweating on his forehead and his calves were sore.

“Is that… rice?”

He Qin was someone who focused solely on eating, paying little attention to the appearance of the plants he consumed. To him, the plant with its laden spikes and bent posture resembled something he had seen on Earth.

“This is wheat, the seed you brought back from Earth,” Woody explained. “I used zerg planet soil to experiment with planting a few. Surprisingly, with the alpha hormone in the soil and my usual ripening agent N, the growth cycle of these wheat plants has significantly shortened. They’ll be fully ripe in another half-month.”

He Qin found himself being educated about Earth’s knowledge by this alien race.

Terms like alpha hormone, ripening agent N, and growth cycle were foreign to him, but Hill’s conclusion suggested it was good news.

With many types of crop seeds from Earth, the zerg Race thoroughly researched Earth’s planting techniques to ensure successful planting. They began with small-scale experiments before scaling up.

A crucial technique from Earth’s planting methods was regular weed removal, as excessive weeds could drain nutrients and hinder plant growth. The zerg wheat seeds were no exception.

In the fields, some female zergs diligently pulled weeds while others sprayed a certain type of medicine. Most were young and robust, but what caught He Qin’s eye was an elderly man with a head of white hair and a stooped posture not far away.

“Are you alright? Please be more careful,” He Qin said, as the elderly man had nearly tripped over a stone.

“Ah, thank you, Lord He Qin.”

“Do you recognize me?”

Has he already become so famous among the zerg race that even elderly people like this recognize him?

“Uncle Lín, didn’t I tell you to rest well in the room? How did you come out again?”

It seems Hill is familiar with this elderly person; is he an elder in this castle?

Like an Earth elderly person who sneaks out to play cards despite being sick, the old man shrank back when he heard Hill’s voice, hiding behind He Qin.

“Staying in the house makes my bones soft. When I was young, I was an excellent soldier. This kind of work can’t trouble me.”

“But you almost fell just now.”

“That was because this little guy distracted me, so I didn’t notice the stone under my foot.”

Little guy, is he referring to He Qin?

He Qin is a respectful and obedient child to the elderly. He supported Uncle Lín out of the field. “You shouldn’t do such dangerous things. Your children would worry about you.”

“Children? Lord Woody Hill has nothing to do with this old man. I’m just an old female zerg who insists on living in this castle.”

Is it his misconception? He always feels that the old man’s gaze towards Hill hides a hint of fear.

“Uncle Lín has been the steward of the royal bloodline for years. The young stewards and attendants in the castle now were all taught by him.”

“The old man doesn’t have many years left. Being able to leave behind these apprentices for the royal family is enough for me to die without regret.”

For the zerg species, entering old age manifests as a loss of skin collagen, aging of various organs, and changes in physiological systems. Historically, elderly female zergs had a maximum lifespan of only ten years.

“Young man, you remind me of someone I knew.” The old man placed both hands on He Qin’s knees, eyes full of affection.

It was a cliché phrase. To He Qin, the old man might have mistaken him for an old acquaintance.

“Ah, you’re confused again. Little Qin here is just an ordinary male zerg. How could you have met him?” Hill interrupted with a smile.

This scene was no different from an ordinary family on Earth, where children complain about the elderly forgetting things.

“But his face, I really have an impression.” Uncle Lín looked up at the young male zerg’s face, speaking to himself naturally.

Out of He Qin’s sight, Hill’s smile stiffened.

The attendants and patrol teams around seemed afraid to disturb them, quickly stepping away.

The light-brain on He Qin’s wrist vibrated madly, showing Rhys’s exclusive number on the screen.

Rhys had two or three numbers: one for work, almost everyone knew about it, one for private matters known only to close people around him, and the last one was only for He Qin’s number.

As a couple, they agreed that if Rhys’s number lit up, it would involve a major life safety issue.

“Rhys, what’s wrong? Are you injured somewhere?”

In just five months, Rhys’s belly had grown so large it looked like he was in the late stages of pregnancy. The huge abdomen prevented him from going out to work normally. He Qin had covered the house with carpets, fearing that the female zerg might accidentally fall.

“Male Lord, my stomach…” The voice from the cloud was intermittent, sounding like it was enduring great pain.

“Lie down on the bed, don’t fall down. Wait for me, I’ll be there shortly.”

The pain of childbirth, no matter on which planet, is the most excruciating.

He Qin was restless but didn’t forget to call, notifying the personal doctor, Buya, to prepare all delivery tools.

“Let me arrange for someone to take you back in my private aircraft.”

“Thank you.”

He Qin piloted Hill’s personal aircraft with the efficiency of a military fighter jet, arriving home in just ten minutes.

“Rhys? Little Guai?” he called out as he rushed to the second-floor bedroom.

The female zerg was in a nightgown on his upper body and still in pajama bottoms on the lower half, sitting paralyzed on the carpet beside the bed, his silver hair damp with sweat sticking to the skin.

Little Guai didn’t understand why the master, who was fine in the morning, suddenly appeared in pain. It wanted to extend its claws to comfort its master but feared accidentally hurting him, so it could only anxiously circle around Rhys.

“How long have you been in pain?” He Qin touched the female zerg’s abdomen with his hand, where the skin and muscles were tense; the child wouldn’t wait much longer to come out.

“After lunch, I started feeling a dull ache. I didn’t pay much attention to it, just lay down to rest for a while, then woke up in pain again.”

The male zerg’s presence calmed Rhys down, restoring his composure. He followed the knowledge points from the pregnancy manual in his memory, taking deep breaths regularly.

Indeed, this could reduce the sensation of pain.

“Little Guai, stay home obediently, no running around. I’m taking Rhys to the hospital.”

After changing Rhys’s clothes, He Qin wrapped the female zerg in a robe. Thankfully, his arms were strong from training; otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to lift a female zerg taller than himself.

Just as he was about to leave, the little leopard fiercely bit onto his pants cuff, pulling backward with force.

It didn’t want to be left at home alone. Was its master going to give birth? It wanted to see the offspring born.

“Don’t fuss, you can’t come.”

“Ahoo.” The little leopard extended its front paws and hugged He Qin’s shin.

No, this time it wouldn’t give up easily.

“Then you have to wear your collar.”

“Awoo.”

The little leopard cub disliked wearing its collar. In order to go out with them, it voluntarily ran behind the door to fetch the collar and leash.

In the Royal Castle Garden.

“It’s been chaotic outside lately; don’t let Uncle Lin go out often.”

“Yes, Lord, I’ve already arranged guards for the female zergs.”

“Pick out a gift for the newborn cub, and make sure it’s nicely packaged.”

“Yes, Lord.”

The male zerg held a handful of wheat seeds, gazing thoughtfully into the distance.