Zerg: Cold and aloof Major General, stop pretending to be innocent, I have a headache!

Jiang Xu looked at the group of questioning shadows in front of him; he could only roughly make out the outline of a person.

From the other person's words, he had already guessed his identity—Jiang Xu of the Zerg.

He looked solemnly at the insect opposite him: "Where is this?"

He was lying in bed, hesitating whether to contact Fei Fa, when in the blink of an eye he entered this pitch-black world.

"I don't know." The shadowy figure's indifferent voice was devoid of emotion, like an automated broadcast programmed into the room.

Jiang Xu paused for a moment, stared at the darkness in silence for a while, and then asked, "Do you remember how long you've been here?"

The shadowy figure froze for a few seconds at his words, then suddenly clutched his head in pain, his voice trembling slightly: "Six months... No, that's not right."

Three months?

A week?

He muttered to himself as he answered, contradicting himself.

"Don't you remember?" Jiang Xu frowned slightly when he saw his expression.

The shadowy figure paused for a moment upon hearing this, then slowly lowered its hand: "I don't remember..."

Time had no place in this darkness; he couldn't remember.

The dark figure took a few steps forward and stopped a step away from Jiang Xu. He reached out and cupped Jiang Xu's face in his hands: "This... is me."

He seemed to realize something was wrong, and hugged himself tightly: "If that's me, then who am I?"

Jiang Xu felt somewhat helpless; he felt like he had been watching the entire performance of the dark figure opposite him.

He turned to look around, his field of vision extending to about three meters. After hesitating for a moment, he stepped forward.

The clicking of footsteps echoed in the space, each step landing on Jiang Xu's heart.

Time passed unnoticed, and Jiang Xu stopped walking.

In this darkness, his visibility was only three meters. He hadn't seen anything within that three-meter radius along the way, as if he had been suddenly thrown into a flat space.

"What are you looking for?" The dark figure peeked out from behind Jiang Xu, his voice full of doubt.

Jiang Xu took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and looked up at the dark figure: "You're still here?"

"Hmm." It had been a long time since he had encountered a talking insect, and he instinctively followed it after finally finding one: "There's nothing here."

Oh, no, it's all dark here.

"Okay, I understand." Jiang Xu didn't plan to go any further. He sat down on the spot, crossed his legs, and tapped the silver-black ground beneath him with his hand.

A series of muffled thuds reached his ears, and the ground suddenly changed.

Jiang Xu saw his own projection on the ground, paused for a moment, and looked surprised.

However, the shadowy figure opposite him was even more shocked. The figure first glanced at the projection beneath Jiang Xu, and then immediately looked down at himself.

Even after removing the darkness, it was still pitch black.

"This...is it me?" The shadowy figure's calm voice rose several octaves as he looked in surprise at the darkness beneath him: "No, no, no."

This isn't me. I clearly look like this...

He looked at Jiang Xu's face and muttered softly.

Jiang Xu had a headache. Looking at the startled black shadow in front of him, he helplessly rubbed his aching temples.

My thoughts drifted away.

Does he also need to be locked up here for a long time?

He's the only one at home now; surely no insects will notice he's not here.

Um--

Probably not. The company's annual meeting is in the next couple of days. Even if other guys don't come looking for him, Yu Heng should come looking for him anyway.

I wonder what would happen if the female insect knew he had disappeared and turned into a plant insect.

That's really bad luck.

Other people's transmigration is like having everything they want, plus a cheat-like system.

He not only had nothing, but he also had to learn to read and write from scratch.

Now it's either gone or paralyzed.

Why--

The shadowy figure noticed that Jiang Xu was staring silently at the ground, not saying a word or moving.

He, who had been acting erratically, calmed down and squatted down next to Jiang Xu, imitating him by sitting on the ground in a daze.

The passing of time seemed to have no effect on the two of them.

The next day at noon, after Yu Heng had finalized all the food orders with the restaurant for the following day, he prepared to send the company's employees home early.

However, this matter requires Jiang Xu's consent.

In the waiting area, Hill and his insect sat on one side, locked in a stalemate.

"You speak," Yu Heng suddenly said after a long silence.

Hill shook his head repeatedly. He dared not tell Jiang Xu such a thing. He looked back at him with hopeful eyes: "Your Excellency Yu Heng, I have a strong feeling that, given your relationship with the boss, he should agree immediately."

"No way. I just got some benefits from him yesterday. If I go again now, it will seem like I'm pushing my luck," Yu Heng said, crossing his arms.

"But you and Lord Jiang Xu are both male insects, so communication is easier for you." As a female insect, how could he dare to make demands of a male insect?

Isn't that utterly rebellious?

"It's alright. In his eyes, there's no difference between male and female insects. As long as what he says makes sense, he'll take it." Yu Heng tossed the bundle over again.

Dong had been watching the two insects for quite a while.

It's just asking if we can have the afternoon off. What's so hard about saying it out loud?

The businesses around them have already begun to close for the holidays, and according to His Excellency Jiang Xu's regulations, they have the right to request to close earlier.

The two insects in front of them had been tossing this question back and forth for quite a while.

"If all else fails, should I ask?" Dong leaned on the table, propping his head up as he looked at the two of them. "If you keep passing the buck like this, the afternoon will be over."

There would be no need to ask anymore at that time.

They only need to sit for a few more hours before they can go home.

The two insects suddenly found a common outlet, both looking at him and saying in unison, "You go!"

"..." Dong felt that the two adult insects were childish, and even suspected that they had dug a pit here and were waiting for him to jump in.

Surprisingly, not a single insect delayed because of his young age.

Dong glared at them both, his eyes full of disdain, and muttered, "I'll talk, I'll talk. You spineless adult worms."

What a disgrace to insects! Humph!

He still wore the old-fashioned communicator his female father had given him on his wrist. He found Jiang Xu's contact number on it and quickly dialed it.

"Beep— Beep— Beep—........"

The sound of a communication call being made circulated among the insects, like the strings of a heartstring being plucked, tightening and loosening.

The communication remained unanswered until the communicator was automatically disconnected.

The three insects looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion.

"Is Lord Jiang Xu perhaps busy at the moment?" Hill asked first.

"No." Since he joined their work project, there has never been a communication breakdown.

All of these situations involve situations where the contact is always answered and messages are always replied to.

This also led him to get used to this way of doing things, and he would only contact Jiang Xu when necessary.

This was the first time he had ever been unable to contact the other party.

"Has something happened?" Yu Heng's face was full of solemnity. After all, they had just left work together yesterday, and the other person seemed fine at the time.

Could it be true, as Hill said, that they just happened to run into the other person when they were busy?