On the 21st day of the 14th month in the year 3853, the Parmin race launched a full-scale attack on the Zerg.
This move sparked widespread shock across the StarNet.
I’m Not Eating Melon Seeds: “Has the Parmin race finally gone insane?”
Be Careful I Steal Your Name: “Calm down, calm down. When it comes to the deaths caused by EY, there have always been only two choices: accept it or go mad. We chose to accept it, but we can’t deny their insanity.”
In fact, it wasn’t so much a choice to accept it as it was centuries of compromise after repeated bouts of madness.
Just like how some races in the interstellar can only live to be a hundred, while others can live for four or five hundred years—this is something that was predestined from birth. Jealousy, struggle, and madness aside, what else can you do but accept it?
In some ways, the interstellar regions swept up by the EY wave have achieved a kind of balance in lifespan, since any intelligent lifeform could be killed at any moment by the plundering of EY matter.
Of course, male Zerg are an exception. But what comforts the citizens is that their lifespan isn’t particularly long.
They are of the same race but have their lifespan shortened by half. Some of the star citizens think privately that it’s probably because they’ve done too many bad things.
Look at how male Zerg have been known to abuse females in the Zerg race—no wonder their lives are cut short by half, serves them right.
22 Years Old Cheated Four Times:”Who do you think will win this time, the Parmin race or the Zerg?”
Touching Up My Makeup: “It’s obvious—it’s going to be the Zerg.”
Chumi Chumi: “It can’t be that simple! The Parmin race has the support of the Orc race, the Yula race, the Tree race, and dozens of other races behind them.”
Touching Up My Makeup: “Even so, I still think the Zerg will win.”
Lonely Wanderer: “I agree.”
Be Careful I Steal Your Name: “Me too.”
I’m Not Eating Melon Seeds: “Looking at the current history of the interstellar, the Zerg have never lost in the past several millennia. Even though the war from a few hundred years ago left them weakened to this day, I still have this strange feeling that they won’t lose.”
Be Careful I Steal Your Name: “Maybe that’s just the impression history has ingrained in us.”
Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Quan Fei, who had just been pulled into the treatment cabin not long ago, was growing more furious the more she thought about how she was ambushed. So angry, in fact, that she wiped the blood from her lips and climbed out of the treatment cabin herself.
The moment she stepped out, she dashed forward, her sharp bone wings extending as she ran. Under the bright sunlight, her pale green vertical pupils burned with burning fighting spirit and anger.
It’s like the anger of a proud and invincible war god when he was injured by an insignificant ant, finally recognizing a willingness to fight against his opponent.
Those four-eyed Parmin soldiers always brought strange devices and bizarre weapons to the battlefield.
Quan Fei, who was successfully injured by these weird things, grinned cruelly. She was determined to make those toys understand who really ruled the battlefield.
“Quan Fei! If you run off again, I’ll break your legs next time!” A thunderous roar echoed. Quan Fei paused briefly but then sped up, flying even faster toward the distance.
The enraged Zerg doctor wasn’t any less battle-hungry than Quan Fei.
All those stubborn soldiers who didn’t follow medical orders—he was going to blacklist them all!
…
“You’ve grown so fast, Wei’an!” Shang You gazed at the little friend who had just celebrated his third birthday, a look of melancholy on his small face.
“Xingxing said that if I don’t grow up soon, you guys will miss the enrollment period.” Wei’an’s expression was full of helplessness. “It’s because of you guys that I have to grow up quickly so we can enroll together.”
He cupped his chubby face with his tiny hands, his baby fat puffing out his cheeks even more, making him look extra cute.
“All this chubbiness is proof of how much I love you all.”
“Pfft.” Papar Xing, now eleven years old, laughed out loud and playfully pinched Wei’an’s plump cheeks. With an air of seriousness, he said, “Hmm, looks like you really do love your little friends.”
“Yeah.” Wei’an nodded and climbed to his feet. “Let’s go, let’s go—we’re going to be late for school.”
Shang You, Naiman, Cole, and Krillochuan followed behind him with listless expressions. After dragging it out for a year or two, they still had to start school. Was there anything sadder than that?
Against the background of them, Wei’an, who had a pair of big fluttering eyes shining in his father’s arms and looking around curiously, stood out.
After bidding farewell to his male father, female father, and his three older brothers, Quan Yan(second brother), Quan Ci, and Quan Fan, as well as his younger brother Quan Yu, Wei’an gleefully began his kindergarten life.
Alhandra watched his tiny back with reluctance. Even though Wei’an often went out to play and sometimes stayed out for most of the day, so by all logic, he should’ve been used to it, but now, he found it hard to let go.
Quan Chu, who had hurried back from the battlefield just the night before, also felt a bit melancholic. For the first time, he realized how quickly little cubs grew. When they first met, Wei’an had been just a tiny, babbling bundle, and now he was running, jumping, and ready for school.
Quan Yan, Quan Ci, Quan Fan, and the other Zergs were also feeling down—not worried that Wei’an would get cold or thirsty, but afraid that he might be wronged or get into fights with other male cubs if they weren’t paying attention.
Logically, Krillochuan and the others, who had delayed their schooling for two years, should’ve been able to look after him, but they just couldn’t help it.
Watching this scene, Shang Ying and Cliff were baffled by their expressions. “Is it really that big a deal? It’s just school.”
Alhandra, not in the best mood, glanced at him. “You wouldn’t understand.”
Shang Ying immediately retorted, “What do you mean I wouldn’t understand? My Shang You is starting school today too.”
“Can your Shang You compare to my Wei’an?”
“I admit your Wei’an is great, but my Shang You isn’t bad either.”
“Heh.”
For the first time, two male Zerg started bickering over their cubs in front of female Zerg.
Watching these two act so childishly, Quan Chu was suddenly a bit dazed. Is this what my male lord’s personality is like?
Inside the kindergarten, Wei’an let out a huff when Shalou Kuer approached, turning his head with a clear display of not wanting to engage.
Even though Shalou Kuer was given the cold shoulder, he enthusiastically approached. “That fight was so long ago! Why are you still holding a grudge?”
For the past year and a half, he had been trying to become friends with Wei’an, but Wei’an just wouldn’t give him the time of day. Even when he came to visit, Wei’an wouldn’t come out to play.
“Don’t come over here.” Wei’an wrinkled his nose and said fiercely, “I won’t play with you.”
“Okay.” Shalou Kuer turned around and left in despair. After taking two steps, he turned back and warned, “I’ll wait for you then. When you want to play with me, remember to tell me.”
Wei’an thought for a moment, realized there was nothing wrong with what he said, and nodded, “Okay.”
Wei’an spent the whole morning learning Chinese characters . He also found it very interesting and novel.
But after waking up from his nap, he instinctively searched for his male father. Upon realizing he was still in the kindergarten, his mood visibly dropped.
Finally, after lunch, he couldn’t hold it in any longer. With reddened eyes, he tugged on Krillochuan’s sleeve, his soft voice slightly choked, “Wei’an misses the male father.”
Five-year-old Krillochuan’s heart skipped a beat, and he looked to Shang You for help.
Shang You, seeing the look, waved his hand helplessly, indicating he had no solution either. He was genuinely afraid of Wei’an’s tears—the cry when they first met left a deep shadow in his heart.
“What’s wrong with Wei’an?” Shalou Kuer, who was always paying attention to Wei’an, quietly approached Cole and asked.
Cole glanced at him with disdain, “He misses his male father.”
“If he misses his male father, then go home.”
“The doors are locked, how can he go home?” Naiman looked at him as if he were an idiot.
“Climb over the wall!” Shalou Kuer said as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
“How do we climb over?” A soft, milky voice suddenly chimed in from behind the two.
Shalou Kuer was startled but soon realized that Wei’an was asking him. He happily patted his chest, “I’ll teach you.”
The energetic Shalou Kuer had already explored the general layout of the kindergarten by running around all morning.
He pulled up a 3D map of the kindergarten on his terminal and pointed to a wall. “I’ll pick a male cub to fight and draw their attention, then you guys sneak out over here.”
“Won’t we get caught?” Wei’an asked curiously.
“Of course not. This wall has a lot of blind spots. If I fight hard enough, I’ll definitely draw all their attention.”
After finishing his plan, Shalou Kuer was about to charge out but was held back by Wei’an, who tugged on his clothes. Wei’an, puffing his cheeks, hesitated for a moment before saying, “Fighting is bad. You’re bullying the cubs.”
Shalou Kuer blinked in confusion. Fighting is bad? He had always just fought anyone he didn’t like.
With Wei’an vetoing the idea of a fight, the cubs huddled together, brainstorming how to distract the teachers.
“How about we pretend to fight?” Cole suggested.
Naiman looked over at the other male cubs, “Will they cooperate?”
“If they don’t, we punch them!” Shalou Kuer clenched his fists and gave a swing.
“Let’s go ask them.” Wei’an clapped his hands and stood up.
Thanks to Wei’an’s candies and the sacrifice of his beloved mecha model, Yi Suofan and his group agreed to help.
Five minutes later, the two groups of male cubs started pretending to fight, instantly drawing most of the teachers’ attention. Wei’an and his group took the chance to sneak over to the wall.
Shang You, who loved jumping and climbing, was the first to clamber up the wall and then reached down to pull Wei’an up.
Just as Shalou Kuer and Yi Suofan were pretending to fight fiercely, Yi Suofan suddenly shouted, “They’re climbing the wall to escape!”
The attention of the teachers, who had been focused on the cubs’ scuffle, immediately shifted to the wall where cubs frequently tried to escape.
Krillochuan, who was using a stool to help push Wei’an up by the buttocks, froze for a moment. He quickly snapped out of it and clumsily pushed Wei’an further up.
An angry Shalou Kuer turned from play-fighting to real fighting. Yi Suofan dodged his punch and, amidst the chaos, started running along a route he had pre-planned, clearly intending to escape himself.
Wei’an grabbed Shang You’s hand, dangling from the wall, and with a kick of his little legs, he pulled himself up.
Once on top of the wall, Wei’an quickly turned around and tried to pull Krillochuan up.
Krillochuan, with his strong jumping ability, made a running leap, grabbed their hands, and climbed up.
However, Cole and Naiman, who hadn’t made it up in time, were caught by a male teacher who had rushed over. The teacher held them up and teased, “Escaping on your first day of school, not bad.”
Then, looking at Wei’an and the others on top of the wall, he grinned, “Take my advice, come down obediently now.”
Shang You didn’t listen to him. He grabbed Wei’an and slid down the other side of the wall.
…
When Alhandra received the call that Wei’an had been caught trying to skip school, he was in disbelief.
His Wei’an, the sweet, adorable, soft little cub, trying to escape from school?!
When he arrived at the kindergarten and saw the line of male cubs standing in the office, with Wei’an among them, eyes red, his disbelief turned into distress.
He walked over, picked up Wei’an, and gently smoothed his messy hair. Softly, he asked, “What’s wrong?”
Wei’an wrapped his arms around Alhandra’s neck and, with a pitiful tone, said, “I missed my male father.”
Alhandra’s heart shattered into pieces. “If you miss the male father, let’s go home. No need to be upset.”
“Mm-hmm.” Wei’an shyly wiped his tears on Alhandra’s shoulder.
Once he was comforted, he suddenly remembered something. He climbed down from Alhandra’s arms, puffed up in anger, and walked toward Yi Suofan, holding out his hand. “Give me back my things.”
Liar! He had given him candies and a mecha model, and Yi Suofan had still tattled on them.
Yi Suofan, expressionless, handed the mecha model back to him.
Wei’an took the model in one hand and held out the other. “And the candies.”
Yi Suofan’s face stiffened. “I ate them.”
Wei’an’s eyes widened. “You pay.”
“I’ll give them back to you tomorrow.”
“Hmph.” Wei’an snorted in a feigned manner, then turned and leaned back against his male father’s leg.
Not long after, Yi Suofan’s father, Yi Siyu, rushed in wearing a lab coat. After making sure Yi Suofan wasn’t hurt, he squatted down in front of him and, in a calm voice, asked, “Why did you try to skip school?”
Thinking of the scene he had just witnessed between Wei’an and Alhandra, Yi Suofan hesitated before testing, “I missed you.”
Yi Siyu smiled faintly, “That’s a good joke.”
Yi Suofan pursed his lips, and said in a matter-of-fact manner,. “They’re too childish. I don’t want to study with them. I think the elementary school suits me better.”
Yi Siyu stood up, understanding, but still rejected his proposal. “You’re staying here.”
“I’ll try to escape again,” Yi Suofan threatened.
“Heh.” Yi Siyu chuckled coldly. “If you can pull it off, I’ll consider your request.”
The male cub kindergarten had dealt with spoiled male cubs for years and had plenty of experience handling their escape attempts. Yi Suofan was still far too inexperienced.
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